It is What it is: A Hood Love Story

by B. , Ivory

  Looking at Ty’s ample ass Nice couldn’t help but give in to his urges. He pulled out of her with a moan of protest from Ty. Nice gripping a healthy hand full of her ass cheeks, before putting his whole face in it from behind. Slowly lapping up the juices from her inner thigh all the way back to her pussy not wanting one drop to go to waste. Ty gasped holding in her breath looking over her shoulder with pure ecstasy. She moaned in anticipation as Nice teased her by licking her fat pussy lips with gentleness. Ty arched her ass up higher trying to give him full access. Just when she thought she was going to go crazy dying from eagerness to feel his thick long tongue deep inside her femininity, her cravings were settled as he slipped two fingers in her wetness while making circles with his tongue over her clit. Nice worked his magic, eating her pussy as if it were his last supper. Ty screamed out as Nice feasted on her sweetness and fingered her womanhood in perfect sync never missing a beat. He shook his head back and forth gently nuzzling the tip of his nose on her clit. Ty gasped and gripped the pillow “Oooh, shit! Damn,” she moaned out. Ty nearly jumped out of his clutches as he now had a firm grip on her small waist. Nice was making a wet sloppy mess between her legs, it was as if Ty’s pussy sprang a leak. Just when she thought things couldn’t get any better. He took his mouth from the bottom of her pussy all the way to the top near her love button and sucked everything damn near dry, like a suction in the dental office. Then without warning he spit everything back on her pussy and sucked up everything again, he repeated this until Ty couldn’t take anymore, “What the fuuc… ohhh my... Bae… baby I’m about to.” Ty said breathlessly not believing the pure pleasure she was feeling right now. “Oh my god!” Ty cried out then started whimpering and twitching as she came. The contractions in her pussy were almost painful. Ty fell flat on her stomach still screaming. “Uhhhh! Uhhhh! Oooohhh,” she moaned grinding her body into the mattress, the orgasm seemed never ending. Nice stood over her gloating. Watching her go completely insane humping the mattress, then go limp as if she were half dead.

  He climbed on the bed with Ty stroking his dick. “Nah baby girl I know you ain’t tapping out, you owe me a few more rounds. I done waited too long for this wet wet,” Nice said sexily. Ty felt his strong hands grip her thick thighs and if she had enough energy she would have run away. “Umm, I can’t. I need a second.” Ty moaned in protest. He flipped Ty over on her back and climbed on top of her. Nice cuffed one of her legs in the crook of his arm and dove deep into her while sucking on her pretty nipple. He couldn’t describe the feeling if he tried. She was so wet, soft and tight. Nice started to pick up speeds while lifting both of her legs straight in the air. Ty dug her nails in his back and tried desperately to scoot away. This was a first; Ty was feeling like she lost a few points off her sex game running from the dick. Nice Reached underneath her gripping her fat ass cheeks and pulling her closer so she couldn’t do anything but take the pipe down he was giving her.

  Nice hit her spot like a sniper sending her screaming. “Don’t move! Don’t move.” Ty demanded. “Tell me how it feels Ty?” “It feels so good. Your dick so big and thick it feels like it’s splitting me in two. But damn I love it.” Ty moaned grinding her pussy back on Nice. Her omission drove Nice wild and he beat her spot like a drum bringing her to ecstasy yet again. “Ahhhhhhhh, uuhhhh!” Ty gasped trying to catch her breath. Nice had this cocky smirk on his face, he knew he put that shit down on Ty.

  Ty’s orgasm was like an aphrodisiac. Ty was horny as hell and fully energized now. Locking her legs around his waist she used her leg muscles to flip him on his back. Nice looked up at her stunned for a second. He smiled when he noticed Ty wince as she adjusted to his girth. The grin was wiped right off his face when Ty started popping her pussy all over his dick like she was a certified member of the twerk team. It felt so good to Nice his eyes were rolling up in the back of his head. Ty was going all out, trying to throw it on him to let him have something to always remember her by. She had already admitted to herself that what she was doing was dead wrong. Making mental excuses for her actions seemed to lighten the burden of guilt she knew would sure come after the feelings of ecstasy. She was just caught up in the moment and really feeling him. But this was as far as this was going.

  Nice grabbed at her waist thrusting deep inside of her rotating his hips in tight circular motions making sure to create friction on the pearl between her legs. He did this over and over until Ty couldn’t take it anymore, she cried out as she felt another orgasm rip through her. “Kammmmarr!” Ty felt dizzy right after and swayed drunkenly on top of him for a few seconds. Placing her hands on his hard chest she pushed herself off of him. Ty let her eyes take in the view of his manhood; it was one of the prettiest dicks she had ever seen in her life. The whole nine inches of throbbing thickness glistened with her juices, his veins popping, confirming her pussy had all the blood in his body traveling in the right place.

  Ty took him into her hot wet mouth devouring him, putting some of her best head game down. “Awww! Ty Umm,” Nice cried out. Ty noticed Nice’s toes curling. To Nice it felt as if Ty was trying to swallow him whole. Ty let him slide nearly out of her mouth and circled her tongue around his thick head letting the tip of her tongue poke the hole where his sweet milk was threatening to rip from like a volcano. Instead her appetite would have to be satisfied by his sweet pre cum “Aww shit Ty! Uhh, baby girl, yeah that’s right… get it, get it, get that dick, you got that shit ma stop playin wit it” Nice moaned pushing deeper in Ty’s mouth. Ty gagged but never stopped her attack on his dick. Nice stiffled a scream by grunting. Ty knew her head game was lethal. She knew she had him gone so she went in for the kill. Letting him dance with her tonsils for a little while taking deep breaths through her nostrils to control her gag reflex. Then she contracted her throat as if she was swallowing a horse pill, the sensation Nice felt on the tip of his head was mind boggling. Nice could only take her doing this twice before he let go down the back of her throat. He had his eyes closed and his hand gripping a handful of her long hair grinding his pelvis in her face. “Uhhhh fuck! Ty,” He screamed. He let go of the vice grip on her hair. And opened his eyes expecting Ty to come up for air choking, coughing and cursing him out for letting go down her throat. To his surprise she looked up at him grinning. “Now tell me just how good I felt, or how wet my pussy was,” She said seductively then giggled. Nice looked down at her speechless. He grabbed her up in his arms kissing her on the forehead then on the mouth. “Damn Ty,” is all he could say. They both fell off to sleep in each other’s arms.

  The night had ended perfectly for Nice until his phone went off in that special ringtone he knew it meant trouble. He slid out of bed and grabbed his jeans off the floor to get his phone. Nice picked up the phone to silence, then the phone hung up. “Fuck!” he spat. He looked over at Ty making sure she was still sleeping. The hang up meant trouble because none of them ever talked over the phone. Nice text Jah knowing it was him who had called. They had come up with their own language. To the average eye it looked like a few letters but they knew what it meant. Nice texted H B meaning how bad? Jah text back B, meaning bad. “Fuck! Knuckle head ass niggaz, tell these niggaz to do one mufuckin thing,” Nice spat. Nice texted back N L O S, meaning need Los. When Y appeared on his screen in response, Nice was heated. He knew Los would be upset. Los had just gone off with Lucky and had planned to be there for a week, maybe longer. Now Nice was going to have to call Los and tell him to come home.

  Ty stirred awake for a minute. She called out for Nice and ran her hands over the empty side of the bed. “Kamar,” Ty called out. Nice could hear the panic in her voice and he knew immediately what that was about. She must’ve thought he cracked for some pussy and left. “Baby girl I’m right here. Go back to sleep.” Ty mumbled something incoherent then nodded off back to sleep. He called Los just as Los was leaning in to kiss Lucky way in Mexico. Nice could tell Los was heated but shit it is what it is. After he got off the phone with Los he called both Jah and Real to make sure
they were straight.

  The sun was entering the room shinning on Ty’s pretty face. Damn why didn’t I meet her first? She would’ve definitely been wifed up. He finally decided to go back to bed, things were out of his hand right now and he wasn’t going to make any moves without his brother. He wrapped his arms around Ty and she snuggled into him as if they fit the perfect mold, or had been doing this their whole lives.

  Nice woke up hours later to Ty trying to slip out of bed without him knowing. She gave him a funny look and damn near ran to the bathroom. He didn’t know what the hell was going on with her so he laid there in bed until he heard the shower running. Knowing he couldn’t fall back to sleep now, he decided to join her in the shower. He walked into the bathroom and pulled the glass shower door open. Ty spun around with big doe eyes. She looked scared and innocent, not the same sexy, seductive woman she was in the wee hours of the morning.

  Nice stepped in the shower invading her personal space. Ty put her hand to his hard chest backing away. “Nah we can’t” she said in an unsure voice as if she were trying to convince herself as well. “Kamar this shit not right. I don’t feel right. I’m fuckin after my cousin this is foul.” He furrowed his brows “Ty come on ma, me and your cousin wasn’t even like that. It was nothing serious,” he said in a pleading voice. “It don’t matter, last night should’ve never happened.” Nice stepped closer trapping her between his hard body and the tiled shower wall. He kissed her on the mouth passionately. Ty told herself last night was the last time. Now here she was melting in Nice’s arms giving her body to him to do what he pleased.

  He continued to kiss Ty letting their tongues dance. One thing lead to another, next thing she knew Nice had her hemmed up against the expensive slat tiled wall in the shower giving it to her deep and slow. That moment in the shower felt as if their hearts had connected. Nice was trying to do his best to put it on Ty, to keep her coming back for more. He hoped it worked because it sounded so final when she said she couldn’t and wouldn’t mess with him anymore. They both exploded together, she stayed with her legs wrapped around his waist listening to his heavy breathing. He didn’t move either, he held her up not wanting their bodies to separate. She felt as if she wanted to cry but she didn’t. Unlike Lucky who was sensitive to the touch Ty didn’t wear her emotions on her sleeves. Being dogged by too many niggaz she learned her lesson about doing that a long time ago. “Put me down,” Ty said in a low almost inaudible tone. He pulled out of her slowly before easing her to her feet. She didn’t even look in his face as she washed between her legs then bolted out of the bathroom. Nice took his shower all along wondering what was going to become of him and Ty. He could admit he was known to be a womanizer but he really cared for Ty. He hoped she was willing to give him a chance.

  He came out of the shower to find Ty fully dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed. “I’m ready to go home,” She said in a low emotional tone staring at the floor. “Look Ty,” Nice started. He was just about to cop a plea but that’s as far as he got. Ty put her hand up to stop him from attempting to break her down, she already knew what she had to do. Nice felt snubbed but what could he do? He put his clothes on in silence as Ty sat in silence.

  When they pulled up in front of her house Ty sat there in silence with her head down. “Kamar keep this on the low. Please don’t say anything to nobody. I know you not the type of dude to brag on ya dick, but if Lucky or Keema find out about this they won’t be happy, especially Lucky. She would probably think I would do the same to her.” Nice jerked his head back. “Ty c’mon ma, It wasn’t even like that with me and your cousin. I didn’t even hit the pussy to be honest with you. And Lucky know you wouldn’t do no shit like that to her. Ty just give me a chance,” he pleaded reaching over stroking the side of her face gently. Ty pulled her face away from his touch and hopped out of the car without saying another word. Nice watched her walk away feeling empty inside. What he didn’t know is that she felt just as empty, if not more.

  Home Sweet Home

  Lucky and Los arrived back in Philly around 2pm. Lucky was really tired, between the time zone differences she felt as if she had been up for nearly 24 hours straight. Los drove towards the Pennsylvania Turnpike passing the exit to enter Philly. Lucky looked over at him for an explanation but he remained silent and kept his eyes on the road. He was tearing the highway up in his CLS 550 Benz. The four door coupe was sexy and fast as hell, it felt like they were only going 30 miles per hour when in actuality they were traveling a little over 80.

  Lucky took her attention from staring off at the many trees that lined the highway towards Los. He had been playing with his nose since they got off the plane, hawking, spitting and rubbing his nose. She was alarmed by that Oh my god, please tell me this nigga don’t do lines. I love him, but I can’t deal with a nigga who does any drug heavier than weed. Shit, that’s bad enough. Lucky couldn’t help but keep cutting her eyes at him every time he brought his hand to his nose. He grabbed the tip of his nose with his thumb and index finger and wiggled it back and forth then rubbed his eye. He looked a bit uncomfortable. Lucky shifted in her seat watching him from the side of her eyes fuck it. I’m just going to ask him. While in Mexico they had long intimate conversations, sometimes talking till the sun was peeking through the clouds. They had agreed to always be honest with one another no matter how uncomfortable the subject.

  “Baby,” Lucky called. He looked over at her pressing the volume button on the steering wheel to turn down the music. “Ha?” he answered looking at her with concern. He could see the troubled look on her face. “Uh…” she stammered on her words apprehensively. Lucky took a deep breath and started playing with the bottom of her shirt nervously. Los glanced at her waiting for her to say something, anything as he looked back and forth from her to the road. He could easily wrap up from the speed they were traveling and he didn’t want that. “Ma what’s wrong with you?” When she didn’t say anything he got irritated, it was obvious she had something to say. “Lucky c’mon didn’t we talk about this already? You can talk to me. You need to let me know what’s going on with you.” “Okay, baby,” she said hesitantly. “I have something to ask you, but I don’t want you to get offended.” He raised an eyebrow and looked at her “Go head, ask away, I won’t get offended.” “You promise?” he looked back from the road at her “I promise ma, what’s good?” She took another deep breath before asking “You…you don’t do lines do you?” He was looking at the road when she asked that question, he slammed on the breaks and threw the car to the shoulder of the highway. That’s all you heard was a loud screeching of the car tires. “What the fuck did you just say Lucky?!” She fell back into her seat pushing herself back into it as if she was trying to disappear into the plush leather. Repeating what she said wasn’t an option; she was far too scared to. Los was shocked and angry. He knew he said he wouldn’t get offended but she had insulted him. And he wanted to know where the hell she would even get that idea. He decided to take a different approach than the angry one because at that moment he could tell it wasn’t working, all it was doing was making her scared. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down he repeated his question.

  “Yo, why would you ask me something like that?” “I…I don’t know,” Lucky whimpered. Los knew better and he wasn’t going for it. “Nah let’s not play games Luck, it’s a reason you asked me some crazy shit like that. Lucky keep that it funky and tell me why?” He looked at her intensely and waited for an explanation. He planned to sit right there until he got one. “Carlos I didn’t mean anything by it. But… baby you kept rubbing your nose and spitting. I just thought that it was because you did lines. His eyes got big as saucers, he wanted to slap the fire out of her for insulting him like that yet again, but he understood why she would jump to that conclusion. It was easy to assume when you didn’t know any better. Truth be told there were a lot of things she didn’t know about him. He looked up through the sunroof leaning his head on the headrest before sighing heavily. Then he lif
ted his snapback from his head and ran his hand over his waves. Lucky watched him, Damn he so sexy when he do that. She quickly came to her senses snapping out of her daytime fantasy. Right now wasn’t the time to be thinking about that, she was wondering what he was going to do to her.

  “Lucky,” he said in a stern tone “Know this, I don’t do shit but smoke weed. I don’t lace my shit wit white girl, boy, embalming fluid, meth or none of that other bullshit. I don’t pop X or mollies either. I don’t know what type of bum niggaz you fucked with in the past that might’ve been on lacing they weed wit shit but that’s not me. That’s a crackhead move ma, and I don’t fuck wit nothing that could make me a customer shorty. I’m not big on drugs at all, I don’t consider weed drugs cause it grows from the damn earth, all this other shit is mixed with chemicals. I have bad allergies, that I have to take medication for, some months my allergies flare and they get worst, I get bad migraines too, but I think it’s mostly stress related. When I have migraines I rough through them, I don’t even take IB profen to get rid of the headaches. Like I said, I’m not big on drugs. The only thing that goes up my nose is nasonex and that’s in extreme cases where my allergies is getting the best of me. Is there anything else you wanna know?”