by Dawn Jiles
We headed out to the party, and we were so geeked.
“I think I’m going to fuck Eric tonight,” said Sam.
“Um, you do know you’re going to your boyfriend’s party?” Mo said.
“So? What he doesn’t know ain’t going to hurt him. We will be careful with our shit. I does this,” Sam said.
All I could do was shake my head. She behaved so recklessly. One day all the shit she did was going to catch up to her. I just didn’t know how soon it would be.
Chapter Two
Sam
We entered my man’s party, and we were the hottest bitches in there. All eyes were on us, and I could see the envy in their eyes. I started shaking my big ass to one of Lil Wayne’s new joints. I turned around, because I felt a pair of eyes on me. Eric was standing there watching me like a hawk. He is so fucking sexy, I thought.
He was six-two, dark skinned, with the whitest teeth that I had ever seen. He was dressed fly as hell, and his naturally curly ’fro was lined up perfectly—like Steve Harvey’s used to be. Kevin walked up behind me, and I started to dance erotically, the whole time staring directly into Eric’s eyes. I knew I had him hooked, and he wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. At first, I had played it off to my girls like I just wanted some head from him, but it was much deeper. I wanted to feel him deep inside of me, and it was going to happen tonight.
Somebody called Kevin’s name, so we stopped dancing, and my girls walked over to me.
“Bitch, you think you were staring at Eric hard enough? Anybody with eyes can tell y’all fucking around,” Bria said.
“Girl, you’re tripping. Wasn’t nobody paying attention to us,” I said.
“Bitch, please. That’s what you think,” said Bria.
“What are you going to do when Kevin finds out? You can’t keep doing dirt and thinking you won’t get caught. I mean, you’ve slept with so many people, Sam,” Mo whispered while shaking her head at me.
“Look, don’t worry about me. I do what the fuck I want to do. You tramps are getting on my damn nerves,” I said.
“Whatever,” Bria said.
I walked away from them in search of Eric. I couldn’t find him, so I texted him and told him to meet me in the basement. I snuck downstairs, where Kevin’s older brother’s room was. His brother was in the army, so no one was ever in there. About two minutes later, Eric’s sexy ass walked down the stairs.
He walked up on me in the bedroom and began to kiss me on my lips. His tongue flicked in and out of my mouth like he was a pro. I pushed him on the bed and began to strip out of my clothes. I walked over to him and did the same thing to him. His dick was so hard, and it was big and thick as hell. My mouth began to water. I dropped to my knees, and I kissed the tip of his dick. I began sucking and licking on all ten inches of his beautiful black dick like my life depended on it. I had my eyes on him the entire time. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and I knew I was giving him pure ecstasy. He picked me up and turned me upside down as he began to suck on my already wet pussy like a pro. I went back to sucking on his shit, and I felt like I was in heaven.
He quickly laid me on the bed, and he entered my hole. I was dripping wet. My walls clamped down on his dick as he filled me up. He began to stroke me at a slow pace. He flipped me over so that my ass was in the air. He entered me from behind and began to beat my pussy up. Just as I was about to cum, the bedroom door flew open.
I pushed Eric off me and covered my body. I immediately began to cry as I stared into Kevin’s eyes.
“Aye, man. I’m sorry, bro. I know this is fucked up and hard to believe, but I am,” Eric said.
“You know what, bro? I ain’t even mad at you. It’s this ho that I’m mad at. I guess I ain’t enough for you. Everybody was telling me that you were a ho, but I wasn’t trying to hear that shit,” Kevin snarled.
I ran over to him and began to cry for his forgiveness. “Baby, I’m sorry! I love you so much. I will never cheat on you again. Baby, pl—” I said, but he cut me off.
“Bitch, get out of my face! You and me are done! You will never be my woman again,” Kevin said as he pushed me off him. He walked off.
I fell to my knees and began to cry hysterically. Eric put his clothes on hurriedly and walked out the door without a word to me. I put my clothes on and took my ass home. I was so hurt because I had never really thought that my dirt would catch up to me. I really did love Kevin with all my heart, and I had never considered the fact that I could actually get caught. Everything was all messed up, and I didn’t know what I was going to do.
Monique
Kevin stormed passed Bria and me, mad as hell.
“I wonder what’s wrong with him?” Bria asked, reading my thoughts.
“I was wondering the same thing,” I said nervously.
No sooner had I said that than Eric came walking from the same direction, with this guilty-ass look on his face. I could tell that he had just got caught doing something that he wasn’t supposed to be doing. He walked out the door and left the party.
“Something isn’t right. Did you see the look on his face?” I said, feeling even more nervous.
“Yeah, I saw it, and where is Sam?” Bria asked.
David ran up to us and asked if we had spoken to Sam.
“No,” we both said in unison, looking confused.
“Well, y’all need to find her and get her out of here, because Kevin is mad as hell,” David shouted.
“What happened, baby?” Bria questioned.
“Kevin said he just caught Sam and Eric having sex.”
“Are you fucking serious?” I blurted out. Bria and David looked at me with a shocked expression on their faces. I never really cursed, so it was shocking to them.
“We have to go find her. Come on, Mo,” Bria yelled, obviously pissed off. “Baby, I’ll call you later,” Bria said, then stormed off in search of Sam.
I called Sam’s phone several times before she picked up. “Samariah, where the heck are you?” I screamed into the phone.
“I left,” she said sadly.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“Home,” she responded.
“Well, we are on the way, so stay put,” I said with as much sympathy in my voice as I could muster up. The truth was, I didn’t really feel sorry for my friend, because I had warned her. I found Bria and told her what was up with Sam.
We left the party and went to Sam’s house. It was just Sam and her mother, who was never at home, by the way. Her father was a known drug dealer, and he took good care of Sam and her mother, but he didn’t live with them.
We walked into Sam’s room, and she was a mess. I walked over to her to comfort her.
“Bitch, really? In your man’s house?” Bria said, without an ounce of sympathy.
“I just couldn’t help myself,” Sam cried. “What am I going to do?” she asked.
“What do you mean, what are you going to do? You made your bed, now lay in it. We told you it was a bad idea, and you did it, anyway!” Bria yelled at the top of her lungs.
I started to feel bad for Sam, because Bria was giving it to her raw.
“You know I’m not going to sugarcoat shit, because you were wrong, friend. You have to stop sleeping around, or else this will continue to happen,” Bria said, with a little bit of sympathy.
“Fuck you, Bria. You know you get on my damn nerves sometimes!” Sam shouted.
“Whatever. It’s not my fucking fault you got caught,” Bria mumbled while rolling her eyes.
“You know, I have had enough of your ass!” Sam yelled and then jumped up. She was trying to rush Bria, but I jumped up before she got to her. “Let me go!” Sam screamed.
“Yeah, let that bitch go, so I can whup that ass,” Bria said as she walked up.
“Enough!” I yelled. “You two are acting like y’all aren’t best friends,” I said firmly. “Bria, you have to be more sympathetic, and, Sam, she is right, though. You need to pull yourself together, beca
use you were wrong.”
Sam flopped down on her bed and rolled her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Samariah. You know how I can get sometimes,” Bria said with sincerity.
“You know you can be a real bitch sometimes, but I love you, friend,” Sam said.
Bria walked over to her and hugged her. “You know we are going to help you through this.”
* * *
The next day, I started my diet. I refused to remain big, because I just wasn’t happy being that way. On top of that, I was tired of people making fun of me. When I went back for my senior year, it was going to be a new Monique. I was tired of not having a man. I was lonely, and I want to experience love and all the crazy things that came along with it. My mind drifted off to Corey. I wanted him so bad. And you know what? I was going to get him. I was a beautiful girl; I just need to fix myself up. I thought about what it would be like to walk the halls with his sexy ass. Holding on to his toned, muscular arms, looking into his sexy eyes.
Corey was six-three, with the sexiest body I had ever laid eyes on. He was brown skinned and had a low haircut that had waves rolling through it. His lining stayed on point, and he looked like a taller version of Trey Songz. It was love at first sight. Sometimes I lay in my bed at night and played with myself, thinking about him. Yes, he had that type of effect on me.
The new and improved Monique was in full effect, and she was not taking no shit from anyone anymore. I went to the store and got everything I needed to lose this weight. Come September I was going to be the sexiest bitch at our school. Just wait and see....
Sam
A month had passed since the day I got caught fucking my boyfriend’s best friend. Kevin wouldn’t talk to my ass for weeks, but after much begging and pleading, he finally gave in and took me back. After popping up at his house one day with tears in my eyes, he finally let me in, and I knew I had him. He led me into his room, and that was wh ere I put on the biggest show ever. I had tears and snot running out of my nose. He looked down at me with forgiving eyes.
I grabbed at his basketball shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. He was hesitant at first, but then he went along with what I wanted to do. I pulled down his boxers and took all of him in my mouth. It was not hard to do, because his dick was not big at all. I put in work that day. I licked and sucked on his balls. I even went as far as to lick his ass, and let me tell you, I had him screaming like a bitch. I didn’t try to fuck him that day; I wanted him to know it was all about him. Plus, I had promised Corey that we would meet up later that night. You probably think, This bitch ain’t shit! Maybe I was not, but a girl had needs, and Corey knew just how to meet them.
Kevin just didn’t know how to work this pussy. I loved Kevin, but he was just a horrible lover. Sometimes I didn’t even know why I was with him. My man was fine, though. He was dark skinned, with pearly white teeth, muscles popping out everywhere, and his swag was something serious. He looked like Lance Gross, the son from Tyler Perry’s House of Payne. Whatever the hell his name was, he was fine, and he looked like my man.
I think my problem was that I didn’t want him, but I couldn’t stand for another bitch to have him. Until I got tired of him, he was all mine.
I met up with Corey that night, and we fucked and sucked the shit out of each other. What I liked most about Corey was that he knew his role. When we saw each other in passing, you would never know we had fucked a few times. He didn’t be blowing up my phone and calling my ass all the time, and I loved that.
Eric, on the other hand, was the total opposite. I had let him taste and get a little bit of the pussy, and he had lost his damn mind. He called and texted me all the time. Damn, I couldn’t say that I was not interested, because that would be a lie, but I just didn’t know when there would be a good time to meet up. Since we had got back together, Kevin had been on my ass like white on rice. I had even had to purchase me a pay-as-you-go phone so that he wouldn’t know that I was still cheating on his boring ass. Kevin was so sexy that you would think he had the goods to go along with that sexiness, but he didn’t. If we had good sex, I would probably be faithful to him. Probably was the key word, because I was a sucker for a good-looking man, and I definitely liked them chocolate.
My father was dark skinned, and he was so handsome. My dad hadn’t really been a part of my life as I was growing up. He paid all our bills and kept money in my and my mom’s pockets, but I hadn’t seen him since I was about five years old. My mom didn’t have any pictures of him, and the only thing that I remembered about him was that he was handsome and dark skinned. He would buy me nice things on my birthday, but he had never actually come to any of my birthday parties. Just recently, he had purchased me a 2011 Mercedes E350 for having a 4.0 grade point average, and he wanted me to be riding fly my senior year. I came home one day, and my mom told me that my dad had purchased the car for me.
My mom had never come home with another man. She was madly in love with my dad, but I could tell she was miserable. She was never really at home, and when she was, her ass was drunk and high, so I basically did what the fuck I wanted. I took care of me.
My ringing phone brought me out of my thoughts. It was Eric’s thirsty ass.
“Hello,” I said in my sexy voice.
“Hey, baby. What are you doing?” Eric said.
“Thinking about you, and what I want to do to you,” I said seductively.
“Oh yeah? What you want to do to a nigga?” he asked eagerly.
“Why don’t you come over and find out?” I purred into the phone.
“Shit. I’m on my way,” he said, then hung up the phone before I got another word in.
I got out of the bed, and my kitty kat was throbbing the whole time. I had not had this pussy beaten up in about a week. Yes, I had had sex with my man, but we all know how that turned out. The last time my pussy was pleased was when I had sex with Corey the night my man and I got back together.
I showered and lotioned my entire body with Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion from Bath & Body Works. I put on a pink Victoria’s Secret thong and bra set, and I put on my pink six-inch heels that I got from Aldo. I sprayed my body with my Japanese Cherry Blossom perfume, then sprayed a little extra on my pussy. I made sure I had condoms in the drawer of my nightstand. Last time we had sex, we didn’t use a condom, but that shit wouldn’t happen this time. Even though I was on birth control, you could never be too careful. Ain’t no babies popping out of this good, tight pussy. I didn’t know what these niggas walking around with, either, so there would be no more slipups.
I sat on my bed, waiting for him to arrive. It was ten in the morning, and my mom was gone already—not that it would have stopped me from inviting him over and fucking his brains out. I had a movie and dinner date with Kevin tonight, so I wasn’t worried about him popping up or anything like that. Plus, he liked to sleep late. Eric and I were definitely about to finish what we had started.
Kevin and Eric were no longer friends, thanks to me, but I really didn’t give a fuck. I didn’t really think that I cared that he had found us sexing each other down. Obviously, neither did Eric, because he had been blowing my phone up since that day. I had lied to him and told him that I got a new number so that I could have him calling my little private thot phone, as I called it. I think this nigga was whipped, or he really just wanted to bust a nut. Either way, I was going to have him wrapped around my manicured fingers. Just then he texted me and told me that he was at the door. I did a once-over in my floor-length mirror, and I was definitely impressed. I took my bonnet off and fluffed my freshly curled twenty-inch Brazilian hair. Then I went to the door.
I opened the door, and Eric’s mouth dropped. “Damn, baby. You are sexy as hell,” he said while twirling me around and taking in all my thickness. He kissed me on my lips and slapped me on my ass. He closed and locked the door and followed me into my room.
I lay on the bed with my legs spread and started to play with Miss Kitty. He was watching me with so much lust in his e
yes. Wetness was dripping through my lace thong, and I put my fingers in my mouth and licked my juices off them. He walked over to me and took off everything but my six-inch heels.
He pulled me to the edge of my bed and dropped to his knees. He started to kiss up my thighs. Once he got to Miss Kitty, he stuck his tongue inside of my soaking wet honeypot. He proceeded to French-kiss my pussy, and at this point, I was in pure ecstasy. He bit down on my clit and flicked his tongue over my pearl with expert precision. I came hard, and he licked up every drop. He took off all his clothes and tried to go in me raw. I stopped him and placed a condom in his hands. For a minute, I thought he was upset, but he took the condom and put it on. He entered my juice box at a slow, methodical pace. I shifted my hips to match his rhythm. He told me to get on top. I did what I was told.
My feet were planted on either side of him, and my juicy ass was facing his face. I slid down on his thick, juicy chocolate pole and rode that shit at full speed. I watched as his toes curled, and he yelled out like a baby. He was smacking my ass and yelling that he was about to cum. I felt his balls tightening up, so I jumped off him and took the condom off his dick. I took him in my mouth and swallowed all his seeds. He looked as though he was about to pass out once I was finished with him.
I slapped him on the thigh and told him he had to go.
“It’s like that, Ma? A nigga can’t spend no time with you?” he said.
I was thinking, Hell yeah, it’s like that, nigga. You ain’t my man. But I said, “No, baby. It’s not like that. It’s just I have some things I need to take care of for my mom.”
He nodded his head and got dressed.
As I walked him to the door, he asked, “When will I see you again?”
