"Bye Tacari boo. I'ma miss you baby girl. I'ma write you boo, so hold it down for ya girl," my cellmate Tyresha said hugging me.
I gave her a long, passionate kiss and didn't want to leave her by herself.
"You betta not be giving up my cookie while I’m gone. You know I will cut a bitch," I said as she walked me to the end of the row.
"I won't boo," she said, playfully slapping my ass.
I headed to do my paperwork and head home. I made my way to the gate and looked around. I saw no one in sight as I walked out of that hellhole. I thought they had forgotten about me, then I heard a car speeding up like it was in a hurry. It slowed down and a sexy milk chocolate nigga rolled down the window and winked at me. Lord, have mercy on my soul because what I am going to do tonight is sending me straight to hell. I ran to him and kissed him passionately as he got out of the car. I didn't care if my kids were watching at all.
"Calm down baby girl, we got all night," Ash smiled at me.
"I missed you mama," my daughter Torianna embraced me in a warm hug.
"Me too mama, I’m happy they finally let you out," my baby boy Ashton smiled at me. I haven't seen him since I gave birth.
"Couldn't keep a bitch locked down forever," I said getting into this fly ass car.
We made our way home and I took a shower alone for the first time in ten years. After that, my husband Ashton made me a home cooked meal and Lord, I ain’t ever ate that good before. It felt good to be home with my kids even though those motherfuckas were bad. I had to adjust to it, but I'm sure it wouldn't take long. After we ate, I kicked back on the sofa and started up a conversation with my children.
"Yo moms, why you ain't never told us why you was locked up?" AJ asked.
"Cause it wasn't none of ya business nigga."
Kids are so damn nosey these days.
"Damn chill out. You ain't gotta tell me if you don't want," he said with an attitude.
"Shit, they old enough to know," Ashton said, looking at me.
"Yeah, we old enough to know," Torianna said rolling her eyes.
These kids were in for a rude awakening. Ashton’s ass is too fucking soft on them and I ain't having that shit.
"Fix them eyes girl and AJ you better fix them lips nigga...Now this is how it all happened..."
Chapter 1
New Year’s 2002
Ashton
"Yo Ash, it's mad types of bitches in here," my boy Kyree said as we entered the party.
I really didn't give a fuck about the bitches to be honest. I had one thing in mind, and that was "getting paid."
"We ain't here for all that nigga," I said peeping the spot out.
That's when she caught my eye. I mean her chocolate skin and her long hair; shit I didn't even care if it was fake or not, the bitch was hot. She was dressed kind of weird but I liked it. She had on these baggy jeans and a shirt that stopped just below her breasts with some boots. I watched her dancing with some other bitch, grinding and touching and rubbing on each other. She caught me looking and blew me a kiss and a wink. I shook my head and kept walking through the party looking for this nigga Pezzo.
"Look, he ain't here Ash so let's just enjoy these beautiful bitches and drinks," Kyree grabbed a bitch.
"You right," I said pulling up a chair and taking a seat.
That nigga could wait. It ain't like he doesn’t know I’m coming anyway. I sat there listening to the music just feeling the vibe and looking for Chocolate. I couldn't find her so I just decided to light something up and relax. I mean shit, the night was young.
"Looking for someone?" a sweet female voice whispered in my ear.
I turned my head to see who it was and, to my surprise, it was Chocolate. I smiled flashing my mouthpiece and turned back around. Shit, she didn't need to know I was checking up on her.
"Oh, I see you don't talk much," she said as the female she was with grabbed her.
I just watched as the female kissed her passionately and looked at me with hate in her eyes.
"Chill out baby girl. I ain't going nowhere," Chocolate said and the girl got an attitude.
"You better not," the bitch said walking away and giving me a fucked up look.
"Yo, you into that freaky shit?" I asked her.
I mean it ain't shit wrong with two women as long as I can get some from both.
"Just a little," she said sitting on my lap.
I could tell she was strapped and I liked that. It made my dick get hard.
"Why you packing, shorty?" I asked her as I placed my hand on her gun.
"Same reason you are. A bitch gotta stay ready for whatever." Her voice was smooth and laced with nothing but attitude.
"I like that. So what's ya name, chocolate?" I asked as she started to grind on me.
Man, this freaky bitch knew what she was doing.
"Tacari Brown, and you?" she asked as she started to give me a lap dance.
I was feeling this freaky bitch and she knew it.
"Ashton, Ashton Watts but you can call me Ash," I said grabbing a handful of ass.
I stood up and we started to dance. We were into to it and she was really trying to have a nigga rock hard out here. She was backing her ass up on me just like the song said. She was working with some ass yeah.
"Yo, that nigga Pezzo is here!" Kyree yelled to me and that's when she took out her strap and headed towards the nigga I came to see.
I followed right behind her with my strap in my hand. I didn't know what this bitch was about to do.
"Yo, my man." She pressed her gun to his back and held on to his jacket. “Let’s take a walk real quick.” She led him outside and I followed, wondering what the fuck she was doing.
Bitch was going to fuck up my money.
Tacari
I been waiting all night to get this bitch ass nigga and here he comes when I’m finally getting my swerve on. “Black people ain't never on time for shit,” I thought as we walked out of the party. I had my 9mm poking this nigga in his rib cage as we walked to the alley.
"Yo, why the fuck you following me nigga?" I asked this nigga I just met.
"Cause you got the nigga I came for with ya stupid ass," he said, making me mad.
"What the fuck is he talking about Pezzo?" I yelled as I pushed him up against a chain link fence.
"I don't know Tacari! I ain't never seen this nigga before. I swear." He shook his head.
"Don't play stupid, Tyler. Where my money nigga?" He pushed me out of the way and grabbed him by the collar.
"What you mean, yo money nigga?" I said, trying to push his ass back but he was too strong and wouldn't budge.
"I mean my money. This nigga owe me a stack and a half," he said and my face changed into a serious expression.
I couldn't believe this nigga. He owes me two stacks and I ain't letting this pussy ass fuck nigga take my money.
"Yo back the fuck up nigga," I said, pointing my nine at his ass.
"You don't wanna do that shorty." He hit Pezzo upside the head with his hammer, knocking his ass out.
He hit the floor with a heavy thud and I laughed, but I still had my shit trained on this nigga. There was no way he was about to get my money.
"Back the fuck up pussy." I tried to push him but he just laughed and grabbed me with one quick motion.
He had me pinned up against the fence and was smiling. Oh happy go lucky ass nigga better let me go. His ass doesn’t know who he's fucking with.
"What's a pretty bitch like you doing fucking with a nigga like this?" He was so close to me I could feel the heat resonating off of him.
"He got my money and I ain't going nowhere until I get it," I said struggling to get out of his grip.
"Is that right?" he said smiling, showing his all diamond lower grill.
Lord, if I wasn't jammed up right now, I probably would've kissed his sexy ass. That thought made me laugh a little.
"Yeah nigga so let me go before I kill ya dumb ass." He kissed me softly and laughed
.
"Bitch ass nigga," I said squirming around.
"I’ma let you go but don't try shit," he said, letting me go.
I slapped his stupid ass then walked over to Pezzo and kicked his dumb ass in the side.
"Bitch thinks he can play me for some money." I checked his pockets. "Jackpot, nigga," I said pulling out a couple of stacks.
Just my luck this stupid motherfucker had to play.
"Yeah, jackpot," he said as he snatched it away from me.
He counted out a stack and a half then passed me the rest.
"Nice doing business baby girl, but I gotta go."
He tried to walk away.
"Hold up nigga," I said, catching up with him.
I wanted to know some things.
"What, you ain't got enough?" He stopped to wait for me.
"I’m good but I was just wondering..." I started to say then I stopped.
"Look, I ain't got all damn night so spit it out, shorty," he said in a sexy, deep voice.
Nobody talks to me that way, and I liked it. I smiled just looking at him.
"Yo, what the fuck you smiling for?" I didn't know what to say to him.
"Let me get ya number," I said pulling out my out my Nokia 6100 and handing it to him.
He smiled and added his phone number into my phone. He handed it back and I read it. His stupid ass made his name Baby Daddy.
"You can call me tonight or roll with me right now."
He continued to walk. I followed, and I don't know why. It was like I needed to know more about him. Shit, I wasn't that into niggas. They didn't know how to handle me like that. He started talking to this guy then grabbed me and walked to this fly ass Range.
Ashton
"Yo, Kyree, see ya later man. Shorty wanna roll," I said looking back at her.
She was just my type in every way. She just needed to change her attitude and we would be cool.
"Alright see you later fam," he said handing me a stack.
I put it in my pocket then grabbed shorty and walked to my car. She was smiling hard, admiring it and shit.
"Yo, this is hot man. It must have cost you ya soul," she said laughing.
"Not even, it was a gift," I said opening her door.
I don't know why I did that shit. This bitch had two hands and her ass could have done it herself.
"Word, well you lucky. The only gift I get is life," she said, putting on her seatbelt.
I turned up the radio and drove off. I nodded my head to that new Avant “Making Good Love” song. Shit, all I had on mind was making love to this sexy bitch.
"Yo I love this song," she said, singing all the words.
I smiled and continued driving. About an hour later we pulled up to my crib. I lived in a two bedroom house by myself and I didn't usually bring females here. I took them to Kyree's house or got a room but she was different to me and if the bitch tried something I would kill her ass. Shit, nobody saw her leave with me anyway.
"Come on," I said, opening her door again like a pussy nigga.
We headed inside and I took off my jacket and shoes and put my hat on the table.
"Shoes off, shorty," I said going into the kitchen.
"I have a fucking name nigga." She followed me into the kitchen.
"My bad I forgot that shit," I said, getting a bottle of orange juice out the refrigerator.
"It's Tacari and don't forget that shit again, Ash." She smiled at me.
"Alright shorty, I won't. So how old are you?" I sat at the table with her.
"I’m seventeen."
I shook my head. She looked at least twenty, but just my luck; I ain't getting no pussy tonight.
"Oh. You wanna watch TV or something?" I said, changing the subject on her.
"Nah. How old are you?" she asked, taking my juice and drinking it.
"Twenty-one," I said and she looked at me crazy.
"Really? You look like ya nineteen," she said, low key disappointed like me.
"Yeah, a nigga get that all the time," I said rubbing my head awkwardly.
"Well, it don't matter to me...I mean, I’m turning eighteen next month." She smiled and finished off my drink.
"What don't matter?" I asked as I pulled out my pager checking it.
"The whole age thing. I mean, who is the man to tell me I can't get my shit cause a nigga is older than me. Shit as long as the nigga treats me good, ain't it no problem. But if he fucks around then I got my Nina," she said, sitting her gun on the table and winking at me.
I was still kind of iffy about this shit but shit, she wanted the dick.
"I feel you shorty. So you still in school or what?" I asked her.
"Nah, I finished early," she said like she wanted to change the subject.
We sat there and talked for about an hour then her phone started going off.
"What's good...I’m chillin right now, call back later...Bitch, I said call later. I don't give a fuck about yo lonely ass...So...I can have any bitch I want. I don't need you," she said, hanging up.
"Who was that, ya nigga?" I asked.
"Nah, one of my bitches, but fuck her. What's up with us?" she said, getting out of her chair and sitting on my lap.
"You too young shorty," I said dry as hell.
"Age is just a number baby," she said, kissing me.
She got up and changed positions so that she had her body facing me and her legs around my waist.
"Look, you brought me here for a reason; so let's get it," she said, kissing me again.
I kissed her back and slid my tongue in her mouth. I bit her bottom lip and she laughed. I had a handful of ass and I was loving it. I stopped and just looked at her.
"What's wrong?" she said smiling.
"Nothing," I said picking her up and moving her to the couch. I unzipped her pants and pulled them down.
Chapter 2
Tacari
Call me crazy, but I was about to let this nigga I just met take my virginity and I didn't even care. He may have been older than me but I wanted the dick and nobody was stopping me. He slid my pants off and took his shirt off. His milk chocolate skin was soft and his abs were perfect. I looked at him and smiled. He bent down and kissed me passionately. I was nervous as fuck and he could tell.
"What's wrong? You said you wanted to fuck," he said sitting up.
"I do, it's just I nev..." He cut me off before I finished my sentence.
"You a virgin," he said trying not to laugh.
"No I’m not," I said mad. "I was just going to ask you where ya jimmy was," I lied.
"It's right here," he said pulling it out.
He started undressing me again and when my clothes were off, he looked at me.
"You gotta nice body," he said kissing my stomach.
He got down to my panties and started to remove them.
"Damn shorty, you really want the dick." He laughed at how wet I was.
He was really making me mad now. He got them off and started to kiss me down there then started using his tongue and fingers. He sucked and licked until I came all over his mouth and he licked up all my juices. He smiled then took off his jeans and boxers. My eyes damn near popped out of my sockets. His dick was so fucking big I didn't know how it was going to fit inside of me. He put his condom on and spread my legs. I was so afraid and he knew it.
"Chill out baby it won't hurt," he said, slowly sticking the tip in.
"Ouch," I said as a tear slid down my face.
He kissed it away and pushed all the way inside. When I tell you I felt like I was going to be ripped in half, I'm not lying. He started stroking me slowly. Then, once it started to feel better, I moaned a little bit and he started going deeper and harder and I was in heaven. He started to tighten up a bit then I guess he came and he lay on top of me for a minute.
"Yo you got some good. No lie, you got a nigga weak," he said getting off of me.
He put his boxers on and sat back down then looked at me.
"So what now?" I a
sked.
I mean, with a bitch I just kick they ass out and go to bed but I was at this nigga's place.
"You can take a shower if you want. I got some extra shirts and a pair of boxers you can wear," he said getting up and walking to a room.
I followed and he gave me a shirt and some boxers.
"Then I’m guessing we could just chill; you know watch a movie or something," he said, showing me to the bathroom.
"That's cool," I said as he turned on the shower.
I really wasn't giving a fuck what he said. I just wanted some more dick. I guess my sister was right. Once you get a taste of dick you gotta have some more. I dropped the clothes and kissed him. I wanted more and I was going to get it.
"Damn shorty." He laughed.
"Take one with me," I said pulling him in.
I washed my body and made sure to keep bumping into him and shit.
"Yo, you want some more, just ask," he said, pinning me up against the wall.
He lifted my leg and stuck his dick inside of me.
"Ooh," I said as he started to fuck me harder and harder.
I felt myself about to cum.
"Stop!" I yelled and he kept going but slowed down.
"Nah, you asked for it," he said grinding his hips harder.
I finally came and he still kept going until he finally got his. He put me down and continued to take a shower like it was nothing. After we were finished, I got dressed and he took me into his room and lay down.
"So how was ya first time?" he said laughing.
"It wasn't my first time," I lied.
"You don't gotta front Tacari. I know it was ya first time and I’m cool with that. Just don't be fucking every nigga you meet, cause I don't play that shit. My girl ain't about to be running around town giving it up like no hoe," he said like he owned me.
"Nigga you don't own me," I said rolling my eyes.
"You my girl now so I better not see none of these fuck niggas all in ya face and I do own you, and that," he said pulling me close to him and touching between my legs as he kissed me.
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