In my calm state of mind that statement sounded sadistic, but when I was mad I know I would have done the same thing. I told my brother he was crazy as hell then thanked him before he continued.
“No need to thank me Na Na, you my sister and I’ll do anything to protect you. That brings me to the next subject. So, who is this new nigga you supposed to be with? And before you lie just know that I already know because Rah and uncle Bear already told me. Bear said he don’t remember what the nigga look like but he know he was at yo aid when some shit popped off at the club. Now that made me like the nigga a little until I talked to Rah and she said he old. SO who is the nigga big sis and how old is he?” KJ said as I giggled nervously and walked to the connecting suite door to throw a finger sign at Rah.
“Snitching bitch!” I whispered with my hand over the phone as I rolled my eyes and she laughed. Rah continued to antagonize me as she said KJ was going to whoop my ass and I grunted and sucked my teeth.
“KJ sholl is gonna whoop yo ass if you don’t get to talking big sis, now tell me about this nigga.” KJ said as I sighed deeply, grabbed my black cat suit up, and went into the bathroom.
“His name is Anthony KJ, little brother who is not my daddy. His name is Anthony and he is 29 years old. Now, I said it. Are you satisfied?” I asked KJ getting irritated of his interrogation so much so I put my phone on speaker and set it down.
I took off my shirt and panties to slip my cat suit on as I listened to my brother talk to himself.
“I know this bitch didn’t say 29, and say it like she said 20? Oh Lord, I’m trying not to kill a nigga but my sister and mama making this hard. Please don’t let me go to jail for killing a nigga and strangling my hot ass sister.” KJ said to himself as he laughed and I laughed too.
“You play too much KJ stop bullshitting, age ain’t shit but a number. He cool as fuck, a businessman, and really respectful unlike all the niggas in the hood, including you. So, stop tripping and get the hell off my phone. I gotta get ready to go twerk.” I said as I danced around naked in the mirror before I slipped my cat suit on.
I could hear my brother growl and laugh as I got dressed then I got closer to the phone.
“For real I’m cool lil bruh, now stop worrying about me and go have you some fun. I know yo lil bitch Peaches will be over tonight so why don’t you focus on that.” I said trying to throw my brother off but he wasn’t hearing that shit.
“Naw, I wanna talk about this nigga. I don’t like this Na. Where y’all going tonight so we can come through. I gotta make sure you straight.” KJ said and I said hell naw before I picked up my phone.
There was no way I was telling him and risking both of my uncles, brother, and potential boo being in the club. I took my phone off speaker and told KJ I would call him when I got back as he continued to yell into the phone.
“Where the fuck you going Na Na? Tell me. You bet not post that shit on the book then because we coming and I’m fucking niggas up if they get close to you.” KJ said as I laughed and told him he was crazy then hung up the phone.
As soon as I hung up I rushed into Rah’s room and told her not to make a fucking post.
“Now KJ nem wanna show up and beat the hell out of Anthony. What you tell him all that shit for?” I asked Rah as she laughed and then I laughed too.
We joked about KJ beating Anthony’s old ass while she slayed our hair and makeup. At 8:45 we were fully dressed and looking like snacks stuffed in a bag of money. Rah was flawless in her baby blue bell bottom cat suit that was slit all the way up the legs to the pussy and I looked fierce and sophisticated in my black cat suit with the plunging neckline and back out. We stood side by side in the mirror and just smiled at how fine we were.
“Ayyyeeee we taking baby daddies tonight. Let’s go bitch, I’m ready to TURN UP!” Rah yelled as we grabbed our purses and she got our liquor and blunts for the ride.
We smoked and sipped on Circo all the way to the Cigar Lounge and when we got there we felt good as hell. We floated out of the car like some doped up Goddesses and made our way to the front of the line. Like always we knew somebody at the door and Rah went to work.
“Heeeyyy my boo Edgar. I didn’t know you were working here now. I know you letting me and my girl in so we can put some sexy in yo club.” Rah said as she pushed up on Edgar, the fat black boy with glasses who we both knew from high school.
He was much older than us and had graduated a couple of years before, but he still fell for the okey doke. He smiled like a ghetto kid with a freeze cup as Rah pushed her titties up on him and whispered in his ear.
“Oh hell yeah, y’all in right now. VIP and all.” Edgar said as he moved the rope and Rah and I sauntered in as jealous hoes in line talked shit.
We laughed at those broke, regular admission paying bitches as we flicked our inches, joined arms, and walked in. As soon as we stepped in and saw the plush décor, heard the old school music playing, and saw all the nicely dressed people we knew we weren’t in Kansas anymore and we had to turn on our class.
“Ohhh yeah, this right up my alley. Let’s get our bougie on.” I said to Rah as she sucked her teeth then laughed and followed me to VIP.
As soon as we got in and sat down the waitress came over to take our order. My date with Anthony had me schooled on wine and shit so I ordered us a bottle of Merlot and hookah. Rah looked impressed at my bougie knowledge as she sat back in the soft, comfortable booth and I crossed my legs as I looked around. Professional looking men dressed in Hugo Boss suits, and button downs, jeans, and loafers were everywhere just looking like a check ready to be cashed.
“Uh uh Na Na, I think this place out of our league. I ain’t gonna know what to say to these uptight ass niggas. I mean look at that one with them tight ass slacks on. He look like he got a dick up the ass.” Rah said as I laughed so hard tears formed in my eyes.
I told that bitch not to worry because sexy would take you far in a situation like the one we were in.
“Just giggle a lot and try not to use slang and you will be fine. Watch this.” I told her as I looked over at the tall, light skinned fellow in slacks, a blazer and jeans who was walking towards us.
“Hello beautiful ladies; especially you.” The guy said as he turned and grabbed my hand.
I sat there with my back straight and head held high like I was royalty as he kissed my hand then looked at me.
“My name is Dennis and it’s a pleasure to meet you…” The guy said as he waited on me to tell him my name.
I decided I was going to be on my illusive shit since I really wasn’t looking for a dude. I lied to his ass so quick Rah’s head spinned as she stared at me.
“My name is Mena and this is my sister Alyssa.” I said as the dude smiled and asked to buy us drinks.
I quickly accepted and when the waitress brought our wine and hookah he paid for that and some shots.
“Let’s turn up beautiful ladies and enjoy this drama free night.” Dennis said as we toasted and began the turn up.
We sat there and drunk and smoked with Dennis and a few more dudes until he asked me to dance. I didn’t waste any time thinking when he said that, I just grabbed his hand and led him to the floor. As soon as we got out there the first twerking song of the night came on and I let loose. I twerked my fat ass all over Dennis; bending over and dropping it down low. I danced so hard that in minutes my hair was soaking wet and Dennis was asking me to marry him.
“Marry you? I think not my guy. This beautiful lady already spoken for. At least I hope she is.” I heard from behind me as I turned and looked dead in Anthony’s face.
I could have eaten myself whole as I stood there and stared in his eyes and I saw jealousy burning bright. He just continued to smile as he eyed the nigga then looked over at me.
“I see you’re having a good time beautiful. I just wanted to come through and make sure you were alright. After last night, I couldn’t be too sure unless I was here to see for myself. So, are you okay?” Anthony asked me a
s he stepped closer and I got a weft of his intoxicating scent.
That was enough to make me forget all about Dennis as he disappeared into the crowd.
“So you followed me huh?” I asked Anthony when Dennis was gone and he had wrapped me in his arms to slow dance to the new song that played.
His grip around me was firm like he was holding his possession, but I just took it as an act of love.
“Not following love, just ensuring you and your girl were straight. I can leave if you want me to and let you finish enjoying your night.” Anthony said with a little hostility in his tone as he began to pull away.
I should have just let his ass go, but really I didn’t want him to leave. He was the only person I really wanted to see and twerk my fat ass on. I got on my tip toes and whispered that into his ear too and he smiled brighter than Vegas at night.
“That’s what I like to hear, now let’s go sit down baby. You sweating like hell. Let me cool yo sexy ass off.” Anthony said as we laughed our way over to the booth and Rah looked up at us.
The expression on her face said I told you so and when I sat down next to her she whispered it into my ear.
“I told you that nigga was coming Na, didn’t I? I think you got a borderline stalker on yo hands.” Rah said as I laughed it off but she looked serious as hell.
I kind of felt like Anthony was stalkerish and possessive but that part of me that wanted somebody said it was love.
“He cool Rah, I wanted to see him anyway. You just enjoy yourself.” I said to my friend as she nodded her head, then I turned back to Anthony.
The rest of the night we sat there and drank and smoked as Rah told jokes and turned up. We danced so much that my feet hurt and a little after one I was ready to go. Anthony was still right there by me too and when I took off my shoes he lifted me up in his arms and carried me to the car. I really felt like royalty then as his fine as carried me and told me how beautiful I was. By the time, he put me in the car and leaned down to steal a kiss I was back in love.
“Goodnight my queen, I’ll call you when I get home. And goodnight Rah. I will see you ladies tomorrow for our day of fun.” Anthony said before he kissed me again, closed the door, and left.
I sat there all giddy like a lil naive little girl as I watched him walk towards his car then disappear. Once he was gone I turned back to Rah and she shook her head.
“Yo ass lost in the sauce Na Na, damn bitch you gone. Just be careful because it’s something about that nigga. I just can’t put my finger on it.” Rah said as I blew her off and crunk up to leave.
I didn’t even think twice about what she said even though deep down I had a feeling she was right. Instead I focused on those feelings I got when I was around Anthony and figured he had to be alright. I wish I would have listened a little harder or took a little more time. I didn’t though, I just jumped head first into the deep end with no life jacket.
Chapter 6
“Ohhhhh baby. Damn Na Na! Grip them walls baby. Damn yo pussy so good baby.” Anthony panted as he pulled my hair while he hit it from the back and smacked me on the ass
He was so deep inside of me I could almost feel his 11-inch dick coming out of my throat as he murdered my g-spot.
“OHHHHH MYYYYY GOOOOODDDDDDD! Oh my God Anthony, yes. YES. YES! Give it to me daddy!” I screamed as he bent over and whispered in my ear.
“You want daddy to give it to you? Do you? Well, call me daddy again. Do it! Go ahead. Call me daddy again!” Anthony said through clenched teeth as he growled and wrapped his massive hand around my throat.
Anthony slowed up his stroke and banged me in a slow circular motion as he continued to choke me and growl in my ear. The electricity between us was still strong at that moment and the pure lust was undeniable. However, there was an anxiousness and fear creeping up from the pit of my stomach as well, and it gave me an uneasy feeling.
I tried to tell Anthony to loosen his grip as his pace quickened and his death grip tightened, but I think he had blocked me out at that point while his nut came crashing forward. I could feel mine coming too despite the fact that I couldn’t fucking breath. The dick was still good as hell and Anthony was battering my magical spot over and over again in tune.
“Ohhhh baby here I come. Call me daddy again.” Anthony screamed as his grip turned into a python grip and I felt my eyes pop out of my head.
The fun was gone at that point as I felt all of the air leave my body and my vision became blurry. I flapped my arms around as I tried to tap him and tell his ass I was dying. He didn’t stop though, he just kept on drilling me and surprisingly my pussy got wetter and wetter with each pump. Soon my organism bust forward like a chemical explosion and my entire body was on fire. I had never felt anything like it before as every nerve in my body tingled and Anthony held me tighter while he experienced euphoria of his own. I was glad he was enjoying it too because I sure wasn’t and I used the last little breath in me to moan, “Stop”, before I passed out.
“See? See what happens when you call me daddy? Damn, baby I love you. Wake up now, room service will be coming soon. Wake up Na Na.” I heard Anthony’s voice say through the fog in my mind.
I just continued to lay there with my eyes closed and my naked body seemed to melt into the bed. I felt so weird, like I had been loved on and abused at the same damn time. That’s exactly what had happened too after Anthony pulled that American Psycho shit. As I laid there my neck still hurt from Anthony choking me and I could feel blood trickle down my lip as I suddenly and slowly tried to lift my battered but satisfied body up in the bed. When I tried it was too painful to move, so I just fell down face first and moaned while Anthony sung from the bathroom.
I laid there still and listened for a second and then I could hear the water turn on and Anthony’s voice become muffled when he stepped in the shower. I tried to get up again after that, but once again my body just wouldn’t let me do it. I fell back down on to my face and passed out as Anthony sung about how he loved for them to call him daddy. Sometime later a loud bang on the door woke me up and I sat straight up in bed. I looked all around as soon as my eyes opened, then down at myself expecting to see blood. There was no blood on my hands, legs, or the white wife beater I wore so I tried to slow my breathing while someone banged on the door again.
“ROOM SERVICE!” A voice yelled from behind the door and my heart beat a mile a minute in my chest.
I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I didn’t know what was a dream and what was real as I stood up to inspect myself in the mirror. No bruises were visible on my face and there were no bruises on my neck either. I could find nothing wrong with me from the waist up other than all of the sweat that rolled down my face. That’s when I remembered the wild, passionate, borderline rape session me and Anthony had so I slowly looked down at my honey pot. My hands shook and my knees felt wobbly as I opened my legs and stuck my hand in my coochie. I trembled like a scared cat as I brought my hand back up to my face and saw that the wetness I felt was not blood or semen.
“It was just a dream. Damn Na Na it was just a dream.” I said to myself as I looked in the mirror and Rah bust into my side of the room while room service continued to bang on the door.
“Damn bitch, don’t you hear these muthafuckas? I’m fina cuss they ass out.” Rah yelled as she stormed past me but stopped half way by.
She could tell from how pale my black ass was and from the way I was still shaking, that something was wrong.
“What the fuck wrong Na Na?” Rah asked me as she turned back towards me and I said I had a sexy, romantic, psychotic ass dream.
“Oh, that’s it bitch? I ain’t surprised with all that’s going on. Besides, kissing old niggas opens a portal to their soul and you can see their past. I bet you dreamed about some Asian lady getting killed back in World War I didn’t you?” Rah said as she laughed and I threw the book on the nightstand at her head.
She dodged it just in time too as she danced on over to the door.
She suddenly stopped laughing when she got to the door and looked at me as the hotel attendant knocked again.
“Watch this bitch. I’m about to curse his ass out if he banging like this for some damn checkout. Watch this.” Rah said as she laughed once more before she made a straight, mean face and snatched the door open.
She stood there gap legged in red panties and a wife beater as the two little white boys and little Asian girl holding flowers, candies, and bears all gasped.
“I don’t see what y’all asses gasping for, you banged so this must be what you want. Now what the fuck is it? We don’t have to check out until 3 so why y’all banging and shit.” Rah said as the little girl began to talk and Rah cut her ass off.
“Hell naw, we don’t wonna buy shit Chun Li; so if that’s what you came for you can get the fuck on.” Rah’s ole racist ass said and I laughed behind my hand.
The kids didn’t know what to say after that, they just stood there staring at Rah’s ole crazy ass in her panties as the girl held the flowers she was holding out to her. Fear and confusion was written all over their faces as they trembled and eyed each other while Rah folded her arms and stared at them. I bet they had never seen a ghetto, naked black woman before so they didn’t know how to react as she popped her lips and cleared for throat.
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