“Oh my gosh Otis, you really tatted her name?” she squealed.
“What’s up O? Ka’lani, leave that nigga the fuck alone!” Ty said, coming into where we were.
“Baby, O just went and got Tisha’s name tatted,” she told him, pointing towards my neck.
“What’s the big deal Lani? Look,” he said, lifting his shirt, showing her name on his chest, his right arm, and the one he had on his neck as well.
“I know but baby I was just saying,” Lani said.
“And don’t tell Tisha shit because she don’t know I got it yet plus she asleep,” I had to tell Lani because that girl couldn’t hold water.
“Boy I’m not finna tell her shit,” she said, getting back on the phone and walking up the stairs. When she left out the room, Ty and I headed to the basement to just chill out. We fired up a Blunt of Kush and got the PlayStation ready to play a few games of Madden.
“So man, you must really be feeling Tisha to go ahead and drop the tat,” Ty said, taking a pull from the Blunt.
“Yeah man, even though we only been together for two months, I love that girl man. When I get home, she cook for a nigga, feed me, and plus she got her own shit. Tisha ass don’t never ask me for shit. I got to damn near beg her ass to take money from me,” I told him.
“Yeah man, I know what you mean. She remind me so much of Lani’s ass. No wonder why they best friends,” he said.
“I know man but back to the game. Let me whoop your ass right quick so I could head home to my woman,” I said, sitting up in the couch, making myself comfortable.
“Here you go talking shit again. Start the game nigga,” Ty said.
Twenty minutes later, Lani decides to knock on the damn door. She never brings her ass down here. For one, she hates the smell of weed just like Tisha, and two, she hates the PlayStation.
“Baby come here right quick,” she said, poking her head in the room.
“Hold on O, I’m going to be right back. Let me see what my wife needs,” he said, getting up.
“Man you a sucker,” I told him, laughing at his sprung ass.
“Nigga shut up because if that was Tisha’s ass, you would have got up too,” he said.
Forty-five fuckin’ minutes later, this nigga decided to bring his ass back down with a huge grin on his damn face.
“Nigga don’t tell me your ass left to go get some damn pussy,” I said, laughing at his ass.
“Fuck you nigga. Start the game back up,” he said, laughing.
This nigga was a fuckin’ trip, real shit. After playing the game for a while longer, I got my ass up and stretched. “Nigga I don’t know why your ass continue to play. You lose every fuckin’ time,” I said to Ty.
“Naw nigga, your ass just be fuckin’ cheating,” he said. This nigga couldn’t just take the loss and call it a day.
“Whatever nigga, I’m out,” I said, giving him dap.
“Alright O, be easy,” he said and I headed back up to the front of the house.
Twenty minutes later, I was pulling up in my driveway. It was 7:00 p.m. so I hoped Tisha’s ass was up so we could watch a movie or something. I walked into the house and all the lights were off downstairs. That’s how I knew my girl was still asleep because whenever she’s home by herself at night, she usually has every light downstairs on.
I came upstairs to find Tisha in the bed knocked out, sleeping wild as fuck. I laughed because for her to be so little, she was taking up her side of the bed and mine. I went over to the dresser to take my chains from around my neck.
“Bae wake up so you could go get in the shower,” I said, nudging her a little on her shoulder. She jumped from out of her sleep looking as if she’d just seen a ghost.
“It’s me bae,” I said, sitting her up.
“What time is it?” she asked, wiping the sleepiness from her eyes.
I looked at my watch. “It’s a little after 7, and I’m going to get your water ready for your bath.”
When I came back in the room, she was back knocked out in the bed. I had to pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. When I placed her on the floor, she was up. She undressed and got in the tub. She was still sleepy so, she didn’t recognize the tattoo on my neck yet.
About twenty minutes later Tisha came from out the bathroom wrapped in her oversized terry towel. She had her hair in a messy bun. I loved when she did that shit to her hair. That shit was too sexy. Like always, she went inside my dresser to throw on one of my shirts as her nightgown. She walked over to me and snuggled closer to me on the bed. After five minutes of silence she glanced up and that’s when she saw my neck.
“Oh my God, baby you didn’t!” she said, referring to the tattoo.
“What you talking about?” I asked, playing dumb.
“The tattoo baby! You really tatted my name,” she said smiling.
“Yeah baby I had to. I wanted to show you how much I love you. I had to prove to you that it’s all about you.
“Hmmm. You’ve already proven that to me baby,” she said, climbing up and sitting down on my chest. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips and I slapped her ass in the process. A minute later, she came up for air and we just stayed there, staring at each other.
“Okay bae, so what did Lani say when she saw it?” she asked, rubbing on the spot where I just got the tattoo.
“You know your girl was extra. I don’t know who was more shocked, you or her,” I said laughing.
“That girl is crazy. Ty got her name tatted on him in about four different places,” she said.
“I know, that’s what he told her.”
“So what you want to watch bae?” she asked, turning on the TV.
“You riding my dick,” I told her, dead ass serious. I thought her ass was going to shrug off what I said like she normally does, but when she nodded her head and lifted the shirt that she had on off of her, a nigga was in shock. I was finally about to get some pussy. Her titties were fuckin’ perfect; not too big or not too small. I was in a trance just looking at her body. I sat up a little bit and placed her right nipple in my mouth. I watched on as she threw her head back in ecstasy and my dick was harder than a motherfucka’ right now. After I finished teasing the right nipple, I went over and gave the left some attention as well.
“That feels so good baby,” Tisha panted. I didn’t even give her ass the dick yet and she was already going crazy.
“Come sit on my face,” I said, slapping her on her ass. She gave me a skeptical look as if she didn’t know what to do it, but eventually, she stood up and placed her pussy right in my face. Shit was fuckin’ beautiful! Bald and wet, just how I like it. No shave bumps, no nothing, just fuckin’ bald. I held her hips and placed soft kisses on the inner side of her thighs, teasing her a little bit. I zoomed in on her clit and pulled it into my mouth gently.
“Hmmm Otis...that feels sooo good. Don’t stoppp,” she moaned. Shit, I didn’t plan to! Her pussy tasted so good and sweet. I swear to God I was going to make it my duty to eat on this shit at least five times a day. I reached my index finger inside her slit and my God, she was tight as fuck. Oh yeah, I was about to break her ass in two tonight.
“Fuccckkk I’m cummin’,” she moaned and I made sure to lick up every drop. She tried to push my head away from her thumping clit but I stayed right there, still munching, not missing a beat. I gave her one final kiss and she came down and fell backwards.
“Get up girl. That was only part one. Go ahead and pull him out!” I told her and she crawled down and pulled my boxers off and I watched as her eyes looked like they were about to bulge out of her sockets. The fear was written all over her face. I already knew I was working with a monster down there so I didn’t even need to hear her tell me that shit.
“Sit on it,” I told her, sitting up a little on the bed so that I could watch her every move. I grabbed my dick and watched as Tisha climbed on top and attempted to put him in, then she slowly sat down on it.
“Otissss fuckkkk, it’s tooo biggggg
,” she cried, trying to get off the dick, but I held her by her hips, not letting her move.
“You don’t even got to go all the way down baby. Just take the first half,” I coached her, even though I was lying through clenched teeth. Fuck I look like, not letting my woman take all this dick? She went halfway down and then came back up and I could sense the pain in her eyes but the shit felt good as fuck to me. I hated to do my baby like this but, shit, she’d love a nigga for it later, so I raised my hips off the bed and slammed all 10 and a half inches of brick hard dick inside of her.
“Fuccckkkkkk,” she cried.
“Hmmm baby that feels so fuckin’ good,” I said, gently stroking her. Damn this pussy was tight as fuck. A nigga had to think of some off the wall shit to keep from busting too early. Eventually, she stopped pushing at my chest and learned how to take it.
“You feel soooo good Otisss,” she moaned in my ear. I placed kisses on her neck and sucked on both of her breasts too.
I pulled out and flipped her li’l ass over, letting her know to arch that back so I could really knock that pussy out the frame. As soon as I got a hold of them hips, I started fuckin’ the shit out of her. Deep, fast strokes.
“Fucckk babyyyy I’m cummminn’,” she moaned out. I slapped her ass real hard and I could feel her juices rain down on my dick.
We went at it for hours in my bedroom. I broke that pussy in real good, I swear I did.
“Hmm I love you baby, but I think I love your dick more,” Tisha said, snuggling up under me in the bed. The way her red hair was all over her face made her look sexy as fuck and that’s crazy because I honestly didn’t think her ass could get anymore fine than what she already was.
“I see your ass got jokes. You finally gave a nigga some pussy,” I told her.
“Hm-hmm” she hummed. I looked down and her ass was knocked out. Good dick will do that to you.
Chapter 13: Tisha
It was a Friday night and I was leaving the salon after a long day of work. I did ten heads today and I didn’t even get a chance to eat all day. Otis had a big meeting today at the club, so he wasn’t able to bring me food. All I wanted to do was go get me something to eat, take a shower, eat my food, and lay up under my man. Girl’s night with my girls was cancelled tonight due to all of us being tired from work. I didn’t even know what I wanted to eat tonight. It was going on 8:00 p.m. so I had time to run inside Pembroke Lakes Mall and go to the food court for some Cajun Grill. I don’t know why but for some reason I was craving some Bourbon chicken and shrimp fried rice.
As soon as I stepped out of my car, I could feel someone watching me. I looked around and I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary so I shrugged it off. Walking inside the mall, I got what I wanted and headed out. As soon as I made it to my car, I spotted that Marshae bitch with three ugly bitches. Those hos were posted on my car like they owned my shit. It was four bitches against my little ass. I just had to take one for the team because those hos outnumbered me. So, I put my game face on and walked over to them.
“What the fuck y’all hos doing on my car? I asked, sitting my food on the hood of my trunk.
“Bitch you got a lot of damn mouth for a bitch that’s about to get her ass beat.” That was the fat one of the group. That bitch looked like Queen Latifah on Set It Off.
“Fuck everyone of y’all, especially you bitch,” I said, pointing towards Marshae. “Otis don’t want your ass ho. He want me. That nigga at home right now with my bath water waiting on me. He even done went and tatted my name on his neck. Face it bitch, I’m his wifey and you were just a quick fuck,” I told her, pissed off.
Before I knew it this bitch walked over to me and punched me above my right eye. We started going toe to toe and I was beating her ass just like I had done that day in the Red Lobster parking lot. Her friends, noticing that she was losing, decided to jump in. So, here I was getting jumped by four stupid bitches. I wasn’t gonna just give up, so I was trying my best to fight back until the big bitch threw my ass on the floor. After that, those hos started stomping the fuck out of me. A few minutes later, mall security came and those bitches hauled ass.
“Ma’am are you okay?” the security guard asked, picking me up off the ground.
“Yes I’m fine,” I said, looking for my keys so that I could just go the fuck home.
“Just wait here. The police are on the way so that you could press charges,” he told me.
“Sir, that won’t be necessary. I’m just going to head home,” I told him, getting inside my car. I sped the hell off and got the fuck out of dodge. I couldn’t believe these hos had the fuckin’ balls to jump me. Every bone in my body was hurting. But I would not give these hos the satisfaction of making me cry. I couldn’t wait to get home to O. That was his fuckin’ problem now; he couldn’t control his hos. But that was fine. I’d handle the shit from here!
Five minutes later, I was pulling up to the house. I walked to the door looking like a damn madwoman. I slammed the shit out of the door, almost making it fall of the hinges.
“Tisha what the fuck is wrong with you slamming my damn door like that?” Otis came to the front to see me standing there. “What the fuck happened to you?” he said, rubbing my left eye. I was pretty sure it was big and swollen by now.
“You want to know what the fuck happened to me?” I asked, being sarcastic. “Well, I went to the mall to go get me something to eat and who do I see? That ho Marshae and her three friends sitting on my fuckin’ car. Them hos fuckin’ jumped me,” I yelled. “Otis look at my fuckin’ eye! Motherfucka’ do you see this shit?” I yelled, hysterical now.
“Aye, calm your ass the fuck down!” he barked, pulling me into him.
“Don’t fuckin’ touch me Otis. Give me that bitch number,” I ordered.
“No! So you could go out and fight like some dirty bitch in the street. Baby I’m going to go handle it. Just go upstairs and wash up and I’ma handle that bitch,” he said, getting his keys.
“Where the fuck you going?” I yelled after him.
“To go handle something. Just go wash up and I’ll be back by the time you finish up,” he assured me.
After he left, I pretended to go upstairs. As soon, as he was out the door and I heard him pull out the driveway, I walked to go get in my car and follow him. I made sure to stay a little bit behind him so that he wouldn’t notice my car. After driving for about twenty minutes, we pulled up to a house out in Dade County. He parked his car in a driveway and I spotted the same blue Altima that I saw Marshae in that day at Red Lobster.
I guess he found himself going over to check her. But that wasn’t enough. I would be back over tomorrow with my girls, to show her how you’re supposed to jump a bitch the right way. When I got home, I took an Advil for my head because it was killing me. I also took a Benadryl to take the swelling down from my eye. I ran me a bath, while I got my pajamas out of my drawer. When I got in the tub, I let out a small cry. It hurt so badly when that water touched the bruises. I had a nasty black and purple bruise on my side from when that bitch kicked me.
Ten minutes later, I was out the tub and in the bed. I got my phone from off of the dresser to call Lani.
“Hello,” she answered, breathing heavy into the phone.
“Bitch what are you doing?” I asked her.
“Call her ass back,” I heard Ty ass say in the background.
“Hold on Tisha. I’ma call you back,” she said, not even giving me a chance to respond. These bitches were fuckin’ in my damn ear! These nasty bitches, I thought to myself. Since I dropped my food earlier, I went downstairs to find me something to eat. I didn’t see anything that I wanted so I ordered me some Chinese food, just for me. Otis’ ass better get him something to eat at that bitch house. I was back in the room, laying down waiting for my food to come, when my phone rang.
“You done now bitch? I asked Lani as soon as I answered the phone.
Yes sis, I’m sorry,” she said, laughing.
“Lani that s
hit ain’t even funny but call Kyla and Tamika on three way,” I said, annoyed as hell.
“Okay hold on Tisha,” Lani said. “Okay Tisha, we all on the phone now so what’s up?” Lani told me once she clicked back over.
“Y’all won’t believe what the hell happened to me tonight when I left the shop,” I told my girls.
“What happened Tisha?” said Tamika.
“So I went to Pembroke mall to go get me some Cajun Grill. When I got out the car, I felt like somebody was watching me but I didn’t pay it any attention. So I went and got my food and when I came back that bitch Marshae—the one I told y’all about a while back—and her three friends was posted on my damn car like they owned my shit.
“Bitch what? So what happened next?” That was Kyla’s ghetto ass.
“Hold on sis, let me continue. So I walk over there, demanding that them hos get the fuck off my car. I was talking so much shit. I even told that bitch O went and tatted my name. When I said that, it pissed her off and that’s when that bitch snuck one on me right above my eye. I was beating that girl ass and that’s when those hos jumped me.
“Tisha what? You got jumped? Where the fuck this bitch lay her head at?” said Lani.
“Yeah Tisha, we need to go handle that right now,” chimed in Kyla.
“Girl I’m on my way to you right now,” said Tamika.
Now you see why I love my girls so much. This wasn’t even their drama but they were willing to go to war for me.
“So what did Otis say about it?” Lani asked.
“As soon as I came in the house and he saw my face and I told him what happened, he got ready to leave. He says he went to go handle it. I believe he will but I want to handle it too. When he left, I followed behind him in my car. I know he went to that bitch’s house because I saw her car parked outside,” I told my girls.
“So what we gon’ do Tisha? You know I’m ready for war,” said Lani.
“Y’all get dressed and meet me at Otis’ house,” I said, getting off the bed.
After we hung up the phone, I went into my drawer to find me something to wear. I threw on my black sweatpants that I’d just bought the other day from Forever 21 with a black tank top. On my feet, I threw on my black and red new balances. I threw my hair in a high ponytail and made sure I had my gun on my side. I wasn’t gonna kill the bitch. I was just going to scare her ass and teach her a very valuable lesson. I hoped my girls got her before O because if he was there, I know for a fact he wouldn’t let me leave because I looked like I was ready to kill.
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