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by Nicety

  His heavy breathing made her body cringe in the most disgusting way.

  “Uh, no thanks. I told you this is strictly business. Nothing else.”

  “Well, maybe next week then.”

  She looked at him with the craziest eyes.

  “Why do you feel the need to ask me every single week I come here?”

  “Because, I figure eventually you have to get it through that pretty little long haired head of yours that this pussy belongs to me. And the sooner you give it to me the better off you will be.”

  “Yeah….ok.” Cocoa just laughed and shrugged him off.

  Drew wasn’t remotely the least bit cute. Not to mention he was old as hell at least 50 years old and reminded her of a grandfather. He would always throw trips around the world and millions of dollars in her face. But she was never really a gold digging skank even though some people figured she was. She did not need or want a sugar daddy, especially after the whole Twan thing, so she wasn’t interested in his advances.

  Being independent from a young age taught her to depend on herself and not anyone else's dough. Her business boomed every week though. She was making more money then any other drug business in the Chicago land area. She would bank at least $100,000 a week but she had to split half of the money with Drew then she had to pay her people so that really did not leave her with much money to do shit with. Often times Cocoa would get ruthless with her shit. If she wasn’t collecting enough money from the soldiers or the hoes she would get her crew of killers together to set muthafuckas up.

  There had been a few times that she had them niggas dress down in all black and move in on other nigga’s sets like the SWAT. Cocoa would be on the phone with an informant sitting outside staking the place out and reporting back to her if the mission fails or not.

  “Alright. You niggas get in and out and get that shit done. No bullshit this time. Do you fucking understand?”

  “10-4.”

  The killers entered the building from all sides and followed the plan just as Cocoa suggested. Any deviation from the plan was that ass. They were not supposed to leave any survivors that could identify either one of them and link them back to her. The niggas handled their business leaving a huge blood bath and empty safes damn near every time.

  Cocoa was never worried about muthafuckas coming back for revenge on her and succeeding with it. The gangstas she had hired were ruthless and cold-hearted. They were mostly motherless children, who had something to prove to the world and for the most part did not give a fuck whether they lived or died. They felt as if the amount of money she paid them was worth taking one to the dome for.

  Even though she ordered the hits on those spots her self she still had to break bread with Drew on half of the money. She was basically only making enough money to foot the bills, hook up her house, pay the sidewinders, and to do a little shopping. Hell, the only person really making money to be comfortable with was Drew.

  Cocoa knew that she was a shoe-in for being next inline to take Drew’s throne. He would always hint around to her and his followers that he would be choosing a successor soon. She was just waiting for the right time because even though she made money her business made her feel small time. The kind of money she was making was nothing compared to the money big timers had.

  Cocoa was only hood rich but she wanted to be wealthy, like fortune 500 companies wealthy. When she questioned Drew about it, he would always tell her its not the right time which made her wonder if this nigga ever had any intentions on passing his business down to her.

  “Drew, when do you think you’re gonna be ready to pass the throne?”

  “Not right now, K. Stay focused on your shit, ya hear.” ****

  Chapter 7- Undecided

  Despite the fact that Cocoa never really had any friends, she did have one person who she conversed with because he was especially loyal. Sin became Cocoa’s best friend. This nigga grew up into a light skinned, sexy football player build type dude. All the bitches jocked him because he was so damn fine and could dress his ass off. He was in the mix of the game too and kicked it with Cocoa all the time. Sin would come over everyday since the end of Twan and make sure she was okay and had food to eat. Most of the time he listened to her talk about other niggas to him. She dated on and off all of these other niggas that were busters. Cocoa had really bad choices in men. He did not always want to hear that shit about them other niggas, but he knew that it would be better with her listening to the shit then without her.

  Sin ran her day-to-day operations such as making sure money was counted or distributing the coke to hustlers when needed. Sometimes Cocoa couldn’t be there because she had to run errands daily so Sin was the next best thing to her.

  He wanted to badly to be with her in a real relationship but she had her shit locked about kicking it hard with niggas in the game. Mostly she knew that he wanted her and found it pleasing to just string him along knowing he would always be there.

  "Cocoa baby you know I love you. Why you be trippin' about us? You know I'll always take care of you, girl."

  "Yeah I know. But if you love me so much then you don't need that label nigga, damn you be buggin’ hard on that shit. Shut up and get your ass over here and lick this pussy."

  “Com’ on girl. Quit playing.”

  “Com’ on what, Sin? It’s always the same thing with you. Why can’t we continue to have fun like we’ve been doing? Don’t fuck this up now.”

  She would blow him off in one-way or the other. Sometimes he would just let it go and other times he would get so pissed off that he wouldn’t want to speak to her for days. He would only give her a simple hi or bye. They fucked like crazy whenever she wanted it, though. It seemed she had become a nympho. She had to have it morning, noon, and night. Cocoa prided herself on not becoming addicted to drugs but what she did not realize was that sex was an addiction as well. Sin was her victim.

  She let what happened to her when she was younger die inside of her so she could get on with life. She did not want that shit, though horrific, to define whom she was as a person. Cocoa was too strong of a woman for that. As soon as she had sex for the first time, it was over. No dick was safe.

  The first time she had ever had real sex was with Sin. He was the lucky guy to break her virginity when she was sixteen years old. She remembered it like it was yesterday and really couldn’t forget since she saw him everyday.

  ****

  It was a stormy evening and there was a blackout on the entire block. She used her cell phone to call Sin over to keep her company pretending to be a little scared of the loud rumbling from the storm. Sin was still living with his parents then and had to sneak out of his bedroom window to get out after a certain time. When he finally got there, she was in nothing but a tank top and underwear. Sex wasn’t on the brains of either one of them at first. As they sat on the floor of her bedroom, they started drinking vodka and having laughs.

  "Ew. This stuff is disgusting."

  “Well, I can’t take it back home so we gotta drink it.”

  Sin said laughing at her. Then he leaned in to kiss her. She rejected him at first turning her head away. He reached over and pulled her face back towards his gently and kissed her.

  She wanted to resist but he smelled so damn good and touched her so softly. He moved his hands slowly down her back then began lifting her shirt above her head.

  Cocoa’s heart was beating a mile a minute. She wasn’t wearing a bra so there was instant access to her warm supple nipples. He moved down to start sucking on them while rubbing his hand back and forth in between her legs on top of her panties. Cocoa moaned a little loving that feeling, trying to get into it. She felt a little strange because this feeling was almost like the unusual feelings that the so-called uncles gave her back in the day.

  The storm became heavier and louder. Cocoa jumped back, getting up to sit on her bed. He followed her like a lion hunting prey. Sin leaned in and laid her down on the bed a
s he kissed her again.

  By now her nipples were rock hard and her pussy was throbbing. He took her panties off slowly while keeping his eyes on hers to make sure he caught it if she said to stop. She did not say a word. He flung her panties across the room and spread her legs to implant his face in between. She couldn’t believe how good that shit felt.

  Sin had watched a lot of porn and practiced especially for this occasion. He wanted to be the best at eating her pussy because he felt if she had sex with any other dude they would never do it as good as he did. She moaned and screamed uncontrollably rubbing and squeezing her tits and becoming hotter with every waking minute. Cocoa had never felt anything like that before but did not want it to stop. She kept pushing his head further and further into her pussy almost as if she was trying to put him in there. After she had cum about five times Sin sat up and took off all of his clothes right down to his socks.

  He began stroking his rock hard dick getting it ready to insert his self into her but she pushed him.

  “Stop!”

  “What?”

  Sin said breathing hard and ready to penetrate. He thought his perfect night was about to be all over.

  “Did you bring some condoms?” She asked.

  That was the one thing Sin did not plan. He did not think it would happen on that night so he forgot them in his underwear drawer at home.

  “Their at home. I really did not plan this. It was kind of spur of the moment, ya feel me.”

  Cocoa sat there for a split second before she made a decision. In that split second she weighed her options and decided that Sin to her knowledge was a virgin as well and if he pulled out she wouldn’t get pregnant. So she decided to go ahead and do it.

  “Don’t cum in me.”

  She said as Sin shook his head in agreement. He inserted his self inside of her and began thrusting back and forth soft yet hard. Cocoa pulled her hair and scratched his back while moaning and breathing heavily. Sin had a look of pleasure on his face with his eyes closed but tried not to make too many sounds. Cocoa’s excessive moaning however was digging into him and was making him so aroused that he felt like cumming even though they had just started. Sin couldn’t hold it anymore.

  He tried counting backwards in his head to take his mind off of the sweet, tight, and wet pussy he was engaging into but it was no use. He felt it coming and there was no way to stop it. He jerked out just as Cocoa’s moans were becoming more excited. Splat! He had cum all in his hand. He looked up at her for a sign or signal that she was okay with what happened here but all she could do was try to slow here breathing. Sin went to the bathroom to clean himself then returned to the bedroom and lay down next to her.

  As he put his arms around her she whispered,

  “Stay with me tonight.”

  He looked down at her and kissed her forehead. Sin knew if he stayed with her that his parents would kill him in the morning but as he looked down at her beautiful brown eyes, remembering what they had just shared he knew it was worth it. They held each other through out the night as the storm rumbled on. As morning broke, Cocoa woke him up to go back home so he could get ready for school. They walked to the front door hand in hand. She opened the door and he pulled her close to him and laid a wet passionate kiss on her. She was all giddy and smiles like a little schoolgirl. Sin smiled back and ran off the porch and around into his house.

  What Sin never told her about that morning was that when he got home his mother was already gone to work, she was a professor at Duvall University, however, his dad was waiting for him at the breakfast table. His dad was the boss of his own auto repair shop so he went in whenever he felt like it since he had managers that opened the shop for him. He was a very understanding guy and especially since Sin’s brothers got locked up his parents spoiled and coddled Sin hoping that would keep him out of the streets.

  The talk that he had with his dad in the kitchen that day was calm and rational but very stern pertaining to sex and Cocoa.

  “Young man, sex with that girl is one thing but you are sadly mistaken if you think that you are bringing her in here calling her your girlfriend.”

  “Dad, I love her. She’s going to be my wife.”

  “Wife? Over my dead body.”

  “Fine…” Sin whispered.

  “What you say, boy?”

  “Nothing, sir.”

  “Alright. Now you gonna take your ass to college and make something of yourself and get a smart educated wife. Not that trash.”

  His father knew what kind of people Cocoa was associating herself with and did not want that lifestyle for him. He forbade the marriage. Sin just stayed quiet until his dad stopped talking then walked away. He knew that as long as his father had his way he would never marry Cocoa.

  For the longest time, Sin figured he better not say anything about marriage to Cocoa or his dad might have did something drastic like moved him away from her forever. It wasn’t until a year ago that Sin got back on track with trying to pursue his marriage to Cocoa. His dad went in for a routine surgical male enhancement and died due to complications from the surgery. His mother sued and got a settlement of $6.5 million dollars. When she got the money she retired and wanted to move to south Florida somewhere but Sin did not want to go.

  Because he had graduated from high school with no problems unlike her other sons, she agreed to let him stay in Chicago but sold the house to pay for him a condo downtown. She couldn’t bare the thought of leaving him in the Englewood area where something might have happened to him.

  Every two months she sends him $10,000 so that he can live a decent life and not have to struggle. Sin led a pretty decent life indeed, but was missing one thing, his wife. ****

  Now having used Sin as a Ginny pig for so many years, Cocoa fucked like an old pro and wasn't afraid to swallow no dick either. She had niggas wrapped around her little finger with her beauty. Her dreamy eyes that she always got her way with made niggas drop to their knees when she wanted them to. She had the prettiest pair of tits and a nice fat ass that when she walked by even the bitches had to stare. It did not matter if bitches loved her or hated her because they all respected her. Every now and again a bitch would get the balls to step out of line and challenge her street credibility. Cocoa was no hoe. She would bash bitches heads into the concrete and leave their asses paralyzed. Nobody dared say anything about who did it because the hood had the code of silence, no snitching.

  She craved that kind of attention though. There was something about being the treasure of the world that Cocoa had a thing for. She wanted everyone to want to be like her and adore her. Right now they just feared her because she was known to do anything to anyone who stepped on her toes. Even though she did not have the money in the bank to gain the status she wanted, she dreamed about it and it wasn’t going away. ****

  Chapter 8- Jukin’

  Friday night it was on once again. Bangin Pussy Nights was Cocoa's favorite way of getting money. She loved to watch bitches bounce their asses around getting her money. Niggas would come from miles around to see the show. Her business was mainly advertised by word of mouth. After certain amounts of niggas were in the doors they shut and locked them then the show began. Everybody standing outside had to go, there was no lingering around. Cocoa enforced a dress code of business casual to ensure that only respectable ballers came to spend their money and not broke bum ass wannabes.

  There were two bartenders and two waitresses that aided in the order and payments of drinks. Their uniforms were nothing less than bikinis, g-strings, and boxers so she could watch them if they tried to still something. They worked their way around the room taking orders boosting up those sales and enticing the customers to spend more money. Cocoa had a strict policy that they had to stick to by making at least $300 in drink sales each in the first hour before the show, or they risked losing their jobs. She would monitor them by standing right behind the bar waiting on them to return to count the money.

 
Once the lights went off and the spotlights came on it was time for the show. The girls came down a set of stairs in a little corner and couldn’t be seen by anyone if it weren’t for the glow lights around their necks. When they got to the middle of the dance floor the stage lights came on. From that point on all eyes were on them.

  They would dance on the customers giving lap services and performing girl on girl trick shows on stage. Sometimes the girl’s would use props to get the audience more into the tricks. One girl would put her legs back behind her head so that her ass was in the air and her pussy was in her face. Another girl would come up and hold her legs while sitting on the girl’s face and getting her pussy licked. Then she would be handed body butter to put on the girl’s ass then pull a lighter out of her bra and light her ass on fire.

  Niggas would be mesmerized by that kind of shit. One girl popped her ass in the air while the other girl rubbed the body butter all over her ass making the fire disappear. Cocoa would walk on stage sometimes and smack asses and pull hair just for kicks. Niggas would throw money all over the place at these shows, especially when they saw her on stage. They wanted her to strip and pop her pretty little ass in their faces. She would never do it though because her reputation was to be a dictator, a boss not a hoe.

  After the show was over the girls returned upstairs and the bartenders would up sell even more for the next hour until it was time to go. Her bangers were her security that promptly kicked everybody out and made sure shit was handled peacefully. Cocoa always had an after set where everybody winded down upstairs taking it easy. It was the part of the evening when she chilled with all the bitches that worked for her. They sat around talking about typical girl shit while the girls drank some Solute and smoked some Reggie. After getting nice and toasted it was pussy-popping time. They all got down and dirty in a full-fledged orgy. It was about twelve bitches including Cocoa licking pussy and taking names. Bitches were cumming and moaning all over the place.