“Bye Dontae,” she said, leaving the room. I knew she was mad but I’d drop this dick on her later and she’d be alright.
Thursday Night
Chapter 12: Breesha
“Shit Dontae! Mmm that’s enough baby. I got to go, and I’m already thirty minutes late,” I panted, out of breath. Leave it to Tae to purposely fuck the shit out of me, knowing I had to be at Nae’s house at 8 p.m. so we could leave and it was already 8:30. I just gave my man five rounds of sex and honestly the only thing I wanted to do right now was turn my ass over and go to sleep but I had a trip to look forward to. My phone was ringing off the hook with texts and calls from both Mani and Nae.
“One more round baby, that’s it,” Dontae begged. It was so tempting but honestly I had to go. I hated to deny my man of sex but I was late. I knew for a fact Nae and Mani were going to chew my ass out as soon as I got to the house.
“Baby I can’t. Let me up so I can take a quick shower,” I said, hitting him softly on his back. Dontae sucked his teeth and rolled over to his side of the bed. That was my cue to get my ass up and make a run for the bathroom. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth afterwards. I went to the Dominicans yesterday for a wash and set, so all I had to do was unwrap my hair and part it down the middle. I went into my closet and threw on my cheetah tights from PINK with the matching cheetah and pink tank and my customized pink UGGs. I grabbed my Louie handbag off the dresser and went into Bria’s room. She was sitting up on her bed playing with dolls.
“Come and give Mommy a hug baby. I’m about to leave now,” I said and squatted down so she could hug me. She ran over to me and wrapped her tiny arms around my neck.
“You look pretty Mommy and I’m going to miss you so much. Don’t forget the toys you said you were going to bring me back, okay?” she asked, rubbing my hair.
“I remember princess and I’m going to miss you too. Be good for Daddy, okay?” She nodded her head and gave me one last kiss on the cheek and got back on her bed. After I said my goodbyes to her, I went downstairs and spotted Dontae standing by the front door with my luggage next to him. He was on the phone, with his back facing me and damn, I just wanted to jump on his fine ass. The way his Nike shorts sagged off his ass and how nice and strong his back was looking had a bitch wanting to take him up on his offer and indeed have that last round. I crept up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him on his neck. Damn, he smelled so good. He reached back and slapped me on my ass.
“Alright nigga, I’m going to get up with your ass later on,” Dontae said to whoever it was he was on the phone with.
“You ready?” he asked me, turning around and facing me. I nodded my head yes and he opened the front door and led me outside, carrying both my bags with him. I popped the trunk to my BMW and he placed my bags in the trunk.
“I’m going to miss you so much baby,” I said, giving him a hug.
“I’m going to miss your ass too. Remember my rules Breesha. Don’t get fucked up,” he let me know. I shook my head and kissed his lips.
“Here,” he said, handing me something out of his pocket. I looked down and he handed me three big stacks of money, all hundreds, wrapped in rubber bands. That explained why his pants were sagging so low.
“Dontae what am I supposed to do with all this? That’s too much money for me to be walking around with, plus I got my own money and your black card in my wallet,” I let him know.
“Breesha take the shit man. You already late,” he said. I nodded my head and put the money inside of my purse. After that I walked over to my side of the car and got in. I could tell that my baby did not want me to leave his sight. It was written all over his face.
“I’ll call you as soon as we get on the road. I love you baby,” I said reaching my arms out so he could come hug me.
“I love you too. Be safe bae,” he said and stepped back. I nodded my head and closed the door. I pulled off and watched him stand there until I made a left and he was out of sight. God, I was going to miss my babies.
9:45 p.m.
As I was pulling up to Nae’s house, I spotted two other white Range Rovers in the driveway and a Mercedes and another BMW, along with Mani and Nae’s car. I also spotted a Mercedes van parked on the sidewalk in front of the house and a black man in a suit was standing in front of the van. I shut the car off and headed to the front door and rang the doorbell. A minute later, Nae came and opened the door.
“Bitch it’s about damn time. Your ass was supposed to be here damn near two hours ago. I swear you had another ten minutes to get here or we was about to leave your ass,” Nae fussed. I laughed at her and walked inside of the house.
“Nae be nice, damn. It’s your birthday in a couple of hours,” I said, pulling her in for a hug and kissing her on her cheek. She laughed and playfully mushed my face away from her. I walked further into the house, hearing a lot of noise coming from the den. I rounded the corner and was met by my other cousin Tisha and her friends Tamika, Kyla, and Ka’lani. Imani was in the den as well. Now for those of you who don’t know who these bitches are right here, then you haven’t read, the I Choose You series. These were my bitches right here. Okay so this is how it goes. Me, Nae, and Imani all grew up together and we were related from my mother’s side of the family. Tisha wasn’t our blood cousin but she was neighbors with Imani since we were kids, so we would always tell everybody that we were related. Hell, she looked just like us.
I met Ka’lani, Tamika, and Kyla through Tisha. We all used to be close when we were in middle school but we kind of grew apart after that because we all went to different high schools. Now Tisha, we still talked every now and then but the last time I saw Tisha is at her wedding. She and Otis were so adorable, I promise you. They had an adorable two-year-old baby girl named Harmony and an eight-month-old baby boy, Otis Jr. Ka’lani was also married to her husband Tyrone, and they had a beautiful baby girl named Aaliyah. Now Tamika’s ass, better known as Meek, was married to Pat. They had a baby girl named Princess who was one along with a baby boy, Prince, who was eight months as well. Yeah, Meek and Pat didn’t play no games. He knocked her ass up back to back. And lastly was Kyla, who married her high school sweetheart Cevon. They didn’t have kids yet but from what I heard, they were working on it.
Now that I introduced everybody, it was time to turn the fuck up! “Nae said that we was gon’ gave guests but I didn’t think it was going to be you hos,” I said, making my presence known in the room.
All heads turned in my direction, “Breesha!!!” Tisha, Ka’lani, Tamika, and Kyla yelled and rushed over to me to give me a hug. I really did miss these bitches. It was about to be a long ass, fun ass weekend.
“Girl you know we got some catching up to do. What took your ass so long to get here? We was supposed to been hit the road,” Tisha said. Funny how she didn’t have the red hair anymore. She dyed it jet-black, but this bitch would always look like Charlie Baltimore to me. Tisha was the shit with her red hair and she was still the shit without it.
“Girl good dick will do that do you,” I stated matter-of-factly, causing everybody to burst out laughing.
“And that’s exactly why your ass is knocked up now,” Imani said. I flipped her off and went to sit down on the couch.
“No bitch, let’s go. We already late,” Nae fussed, pulling me up from the seat. We all got up and headed towards the front door.
“Where y’all bags at?” I asked, noticing that nobody had their luggage.
“In the van. I told you, you had ten more minutes and we was about to leave your ass,” Nae said, laughing. I couldn’t help but shake my head because knowing this bitch, she was dead ass serious. When we got outside, I unlocked my trunk and the driver came around and took my suitcases from my car.
Ten minutes later, we were all piled up in the van on the way to Orlando. It was like as soon as my ass hit the seat, that’s when today’s sex session kicked in and my body was all of a sudden tired. I grabbed my blanket that I stuffed in m
y Louie bag and I was knocked out after that.
“Breesha, get your pregnant ass up. We here,” Imani said, shaking me. I looked around and noticed that all the other girls were already out of the van. I wiped my eyes and looked at the clock and noticed that it was two in the morning. I took the blanket from off of my body and climbed out the car. I looked around and noticed that we were parked in front of the house that we rented for the weekend. This house was amazing. It was an 8-bedroom and each bedroom had their own bathroom and shower. Of course Nae got the master suite since it was her birthday. There was a pool inside and outside the house. The kitchen had a big ass bar, even though my ass couldn’t drink nothing. The outside patio was so big and the water in the pool was so beautiful, I couldn’t wait to get in the water.
I found my room and I had a queen-sized bed. The driver came in and dropped my luggage off and I told him to wait so I could give him a tip. I looked in my wallet for a small bill because Dontae gave me straight hundreds. Finally, I was able to find a fifty dollar bill and I handed it to him. I took my phone from out my purse and called my man. The phone rang four times before he answered.
“What’s up baby?” The way he said it, I could tell that he was good and high. Shit, I could picture his sexy ass right now.
“Hey baby, I miss you,” I cooed into the phone, flopping on the bed, taking off my boots. I admired the cocaine white nail polish on my feet.
“I miss you too. What you doing right now anyways?” he said into the phone.
“We just got here not too long ago. I slept the whole way here,” I told him.
“I bet you did, with your lazy ass,” he said and it caused me to laugh.
“No time for caking ho. Change into your pajamas. We bout to play some games,” Imani said, coming into my room all loud. I gave her the finger and motioned with my hands, telling her to close my door.
“Tell Mani I said shut her little head ass up,” Dontae said, making me laugh.
“Don’t talk about my cousin. Baby I’m going to go now. I’ll call you before I go to sleep,” I told Dontae.
“Alright li’l mama. I love you,” he told me.
“I love you more. Kiss my baby for me too,” I said and hung up the phone.
After I hung up, I went to the bathroom and took me another quick shower. I wrapped the towel around my body and looked through my luggage for my pajamas. I took the tags off of pretty much everything that I just put on. Everything down to my panties, bra, and socks were new. I threw on a sleep tee from PINK with the matching high socks. I stood in the floor length mirror and took a few pics to send to my man. After that, I headed to the kitchen to the bar, where everybody else was. All the seats at the counter were taken so I went over to where Imani was and sat with her.
“Okay Nae, what game are we playing?” I asked her. Nae was wearing a black, see-through negligee with her hair parted down the middle. She looked real pretty
“We’re playing Never Have I Ever. And instead of using our fingers to take count, we’re going to take shots. Y’all should remember how to play because we used to play this all the time. So if you did one of the things that the person said, you gotta take a shot. Whoever is the most sober, wins. Breesha since you pregnant, you can’t play, so you got to be the score keeper and make sure nobody tries to be slick and not finish the shot,” Nae said.
I sucked my teeth. “Y’all hos ain’t right but okay,” I said getting from off the stool and started pouring the shoots. Everybody sat at a stool, while I stayed in front of everybody making sure everybody was playing fair.
“Okay, we gon’ start from this way. Tisha you go first,” I said, taking a bottle of water from out of the fridge.
“Hmm let me see, never have I ever kissed a girl,” Tisha said. I looked around and nobody took a shot.
“Mani and Nae, y’all ass better take that shot. Y’all know both of y’all kissed me before. Shit y’all still kiss me,” I said laughing.
“You don’t count though. You my cousin,” Mani said.
“I’m still a girl. Here,” I said, passing both of them a shot. I watched as both of them took the shot and Mani’s ass looked like she was about to damn die. She knew damn well her ass didn’t drink. “Okay, Meek, your turn,” I said after they finished swallowing their shots.
“Never have I ever had a threesome,” Meek confessed.
“Aww damn, pass me the shot,” Nae blurted out. I looked at her with disbelief in my eyes. This was my damn cousin. We told each other everything.
“Bitch now you know you nasty. When?” I asked her, passing her the shot.
“Like two years ago for me and Sin’s anniversary. Wasn’t really a threesome. He just made the bitch eat me and that was the last time,” she confessed after taking the shot.
“Another bitch was in the bed so it’s considered a threesome. Next! Kyla, your turn,” I said.
“Okay, umm never have I ever had sex on the hood of the car while sober,” she confessed.
Ka’lani looked at Tisha with accusing eyes. “Tisha your ass better take two shots because you done did the shit more than once,” Ka’lani said, pointing Tisha out on her shit. I couldn’t help but laugh at Tisha’s nasty ass. I only put a little bit of Patron in her shot glass because I hated when Tisha got drunk. Bitch was aggravating as fuck.
“Okay Ka’lani, your turn,” I said, after Tisha finished the shot.
“Never have I ever swallowed,” Ka’lani confessed. Tisha, Nae, Meek, and Kyla took a shot. “All y’all fuckin’ nasty,” Ka’lani laughed and then turned her direction towards me. “Breesha you swallow?” she asked me.
“I did the other day. I had to do whatever to let Dontae let me come on the trip,” I confessed and everybody burst out laughing.
“Try it. It’s good for you. That nigga going to want to marry your ass all over again,” Nae said, laughing.
I laughed at her dumb ass. “Alright Nae, your turn. This gon’ be hard because your nasty ass done did every damn thing,” I said.
“Hmmm, let me see, never have I ever ran from dick while fuckin,” she confessed. I looked around the room and everybody took a shot at that. Shit, if I was playing, I probably would have to take three shots. Dontae know he can make a bitch tap out real quick.
“You bitches ain’t shit,” Nae said, laughing.
“Everybody not a freak like your nasty ass,” Imani said, getting mad.
I laughed and hit Nae on the thigh. “Nae stop. Leave her alone now. Imani, your turn boo,” I said, focusing my attention on her.
“Okay, never have I ever let a nigga get some backdoor action,” she confessed. I looked around and leave it to Tisha’s ass to take a shot.
“Don’t even look at me like that. A bitch was drunk as fuck and best believe I cursed Otis ass out in the morning for doing that shit to me. Had a bitch walking funny. Harmony kept talking about, Mommy are you okay? Tisha said and I was dead ass laughing, crying real life tears.
“Tisha I swear I fuckin’ hate you,” I said, laughing trying to get myself under control. That’s what her ass get though. She be ready to try out some stupid shit and never think about the consequences. After I got my laughter under control, I started back. “Okay, we starting back over. Tisha your turn,” I told her.
“Never have I ever been tied up before having sex,” she confessed. I looked around and both Meek and Nae took a shot.
“You can get fucked in the ass but you can’t let the nigga tie you up?” Nae slurred. Yeah, this bitch was past drunk. Tisha stuck her middle finger at her because she was just as drunk as Nae was.
“Alright Meek, your turn,” I said.
“Okay, never have I ever had phone sex,” she confessed.
“Bitch you crazy. I’m doing that as soon as I get back in the room,” Tisha said and took a shot, along with everybody else.
Nae high-fived Tisha, saying, “I know that’s right. As soon as I get in the room, I’m turning on that lamp and getting on FaceTime with my baby,”
Nae said.
I couldn’t help but laugh at them two. Tisha and Nae together wasn’t good for nobody. Especially when they got drunk. “Okay Kyla, your turn,” I said.
“Never have I ever let him cum on my face,” she confessed. I looked around and who you think took the shot? Nae’s ass.
“Nae your ass is out of fuckin’ control,” I said laughing. This bitch was beyond drunk now. No wonder why this ho be spazzing out over everything when it came to Sin. She done did every and anything with this nigga so her ass was possessed over this man. “Alright Ka’lani, your turn,” I said.
“Hmmm, never have I ever made a sex tape,” she confessed. I looked around and surprisingly, nobody took a shot.
“I’m shocked. Me and Dontae have plenty of tapes together,” I said, laughing.
“I wish your ass wasn’t pregnant because you would be the first one drunk. You and Dontae do some freaky shit,” Nae said. I couldn’t help but laugh. Dontae and I had over a hundred sex tapes in that damn camera. He had videos of me in the shower, in the bed masturbating, giving him head. Everything was in that damn camera.
“Whatever ho. Your turn,” I said to Nae.
“Never have I ever let Sin hit it while my baby was up. Can’t do it. A bitch be screaming too loud for that shit,” Nae confessed.
I laughed and looked around and Tisha and Imani took a shot. “Whenever my kids up, me and Otis lock the door and turn the music up so they won’t hear us because one time we fucked around and did it with Harmony in her room, she came banging on the door crying because she heard me yelling and she thought Otis was trying to kill my ass,” she said, causing everybody to laugh at her.
I swear Tisha’s ass was too much for me man. How Otis was able to put up with her on a daily was beyond me. We went a few more rounds and Nae and Tisha was sloppy drunk. Kyla, Tamika and Ka’lani were tipsy, whereas Imani was still sober so pretty much her ass won, which was to be expected, being as though she was the youngest out of all of us and not as experienced in certain areas like everybody else. After that, we hooked up Tisha’s iPhone to Pandora and got loose with some old school Uncle Al, Uncle Luke, and Trick Daddy, I didn’t end up getting into my bed until 5 that morning. All plans of having phone sex with Dontae were quickly thrown out the window as soon as my head hit the pillow. I looked at my phone and noticed that he had replied to my pictures I sent him earlier. He had sent me one back of his dick on rock hard, damn near pointing at the ceiling. Another one was a selfie with him and just like I suspected over the phone, his eyes were bloodshot red from all that smoking. Damn, my man was so fine. I quickly sent him a goodnight message and told him that I would call him when I woke up in the morning. It was lights out after that.
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