by Erica Dyer
“Thanks, mommy.” She ran out of the room towards her sister's room.
Today was her big 6th birthday party, and she was so excited.
This party has gone beyond my wildest dreams. Once Bishop started talking about live animals, I cut ties with him and the party planners.
“I’m going to shoot this nigga right in his pinky toe,” Bishop said, walking into our room.
“What’s wrong, babe?”
“Your brother, he going buy Bri’ the same BMW ride-on toy I brought her and won’t take his back.”
“So, you want to kill my brother over a toy?”
“I didn’t say kill. I said I was going to shoot him in his pinky toe.”
“Bishop, you are crazy.”
“Crazy bout mine always. That’s what you’re wearing to the party?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Ummm, you don’t see your ass hanging out of them shorts?”
“Bishop, it’s a pool party.”
“Only way you get to wear those out this house is if you come holla at me real quick,” he stated, licking them sexy ass lips.
“No, hell no! The party starts in one hour.”
“Well, you better get over here quick than,” he suggested, tilting his head to the side.
“Nah, I’ll change,” I said, going back in the closet to find something else to put on. When I turned around to take the shorts off, Bishop slammed his dick inside of me. I didn’t even hear him walking up to me
“Bishop, you can’t keep doing this to meee. Oh god, why do you feel so good?”
“Because this dick was made for you, now fuck me, Kei’.”
Bishop used his long arm to pull the chair in the corner of our closet under him and sat down without letting his dick slip out of me.
“Fuck me, Kei’” he said. He slapped my ass; while sitting on him reverse cowgirl style, I bent down and grabbed my ankles and started bouncing up and down on him.
“Yeah, just like that, that ass getting big, bounced that shit Kei’.” He slapped my ass
“Bishop, I swear you going on a pussy diet; this don’t make no sense.” I was talking shit. I wasn’t depriving this man of a damn thing.
“Oh word, say less.”
Now, why would I fucking say that shit? This man lifted me up off the chair, threw my ass across the island we had in here, and ate my ass like he was on death row, and I was his last meal.
“Kei’ you know damn well I’m getting this pussy whenever I want,” he said, all the while his face was still buried in my ass.
“Bishop, I’m sorry. Oh shit, I’m about to cum.”
“Cum in my mouth Kei.” I did just that. I was knocking over all the clothes that were folded as I did.
“Now come suck, daddy dick.”
I loved sucking Bishop's dick. That got me super wet. Bishop’s dick was a perfect fit in my mouth. I loved how it touched the back of my throat and when he would pull his dick out and smack my face with it, I creamed so bad.
“And you better make it sloppy,” he demanded, pulling my hair.
“Si’papi.”
Spitting on his dick, I didn’t play any games. Deep-throating that big ass thing was one of my greatest accomplishments. Using my hand, I started playing with his balls while going crazy on his dick.
“You nasty lil bitch, suck daddy dick,” he stated, slapping my face.
“Ughhh, Bishop cum in my mouth.”
“Say less.”
He started fucking my face while I took my other hand and started rubbing on my clit.
“Nah, move your hand. I got something better.”
While I was still sucking his dick, Bishop went into the draw on the island; that’s where I keep all our sex toys. Pulling out the silver bullet Bishop put it on the max speed.
“Turn over on your back,” he demanded, as I was lying on the island with his dick in my mouth.
“If my dick comes out your mouth, I’m not fucking you for two weeks.”
My eyes bulged. I never want to go that long without Bishop’s dick in me, near me, hell at night, sometimes I wake up and just smell it. I am obsessed with that thing. I turned over, holding Bishop in my mouth as my life depended on it.
“Now open them legs wide, and if you stop sucking, you know what the consequences will be, right?” He reached over me and put the bullet right on my clit.
I shook my head, acknowledging I understood. As soon as that bullet hit my clit I was done.
“Now I know I said you better keep sucking; maybe this little sliver friend of yours is a distraction,” he said, turning it off.
“No, Bishop, I promise I’ll keep sucking; just turn it back on, please.” I was begging at this point. The things this man did to my body had to be illegal.
“Kei’ you got two minutes to make me bust a big as nut on that pretty face, or you’re punished,” he said, turning the bullet back on.
I sucked his dick so nasty and sloppy; Bishop was damn near scramming like a bitch. Thanks to the bullet still being on my clit I had cum like three times.
“Kei’ I’m about to cum. Where you want it?”
“Semen en mi pepquena boca desagradable papi.”
“Say less.” He pulled my hair, forcing my head to go back a little more, then unloaded his kids down my throat.
“Damn Kei’ that shit was the truth.”
Knock Knock, “Mommy, Daddy, we ready. It’s time for my party.”
Oh, shit, we jumped up; I’m glad we locked our bedroom door.
“Damn, we forgot about the fucking party,” Bishop said, heading towards the bathroom.
I was right behind him, shaking my head. We needed to get our shit together.
“Mommy, mommy, uncle Dam got me a present. Can I open it now?” Bri’ came running with Dam walking behind her, holding KJ.
“Bri’ you got a table full of gifts. This one can wait like the rest of them.”
“Please, mommy. Uncle Dam asked me what I wanted and said I could have anything, so I wanna see if he got it.”
“Come on, lil sis, let her open it,” Dam requested with this dumb-ass grin on his face.
“Okay, Bri’ you can open it.”
“Yeahhh,” she screamed as she tore the paper off the box.
“Yes, thank you, Uncle Dam!”
“Damall Wilson! I know damn well you didn’t buy my daughter a gun! Bishop, get over here!”
Bishop, Sin, Moshi, and Trevor walked over to where we were standing.
“What’s wrong, Kei’?”
“Look what this fool got our 6-year-old,” I said, pointing to the baby .38 wrapped in a hello kitty shell.
“Nigga, that’s the one I got her,” Sin said.
“You mean to tell me you bought her one too?”
“Shit she asked.”
“Who else in this damn group brought my child a gun?”
They all raised their hand except Trevor.
“Kei’ I didn’t get her a gun,” he said.
“I’m glad someone has some sense.”
“She just asked me for bullets,” he stated.
“Y’all got 2.5 seconds to get out my damn face. I can’t believe y’all. She’s six. What could she possibly do with four guns, start a toddler mafia?” I was vexed!
“Pinky toe, pinky toe,” KJ said in her small three-year-old voice.
“Oh no, not you too. Bishop, you got my daughters thinking it’s cool to shoot people in their pinky toe.”
“What? It’s not?”
“Ugh, I’m divorcing you and them damn ready for war kids,” I said, walking off. I heard them laughing.
“Do y’all know these fools brought Bri’ Hello Kitty guns?” I was sitting by the pool talking to my girls.
“Them niggas straight copied me,” Renz said.
“Renz, not you too. What the fuck is wrong with this family?”
“I didn’t buy her a gun,” Lolo added.
“Let me guess you brought bullets?”
“Nope, a blow torch.”
It’s something really wrong with all of y’all.
“GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!”
We heard Bri’ scream, but before we got to her, we heard a gunshot.
“Bishopppppp,” I screamed.
We all ran over to where Bri’ and KJ were standing.
“Daddy, I did it. I shot her in her pinky toe. You said we don’t hit, so I did what you said.”
KJ stood next to her, clapping her damn hands.
“Bri’annna, oh my god, come here,” I said, walking closer towards her and KJ.
“Mommy, I did it, she was grabbing KJ, and I don’t know her.”
“Bri’ how did you know how to shoot the gun?”
“Daddy taught me; he takes me to BJ’s every time you have ladies' day with aunties.”
“Bishop, I swear I’m divorcing your ass. Why are you taking Bri’annna? You know what, never mind Bri’ take your sister in the house with GG and Pop Pop.”
“Okay, mommy, KJ, you wanna hold my gun?”
“Oh, hell no, Bri’ give me that damn gun.”
“Anybody want to explain to me how my 6-year-old got hold of a loaded gun, and who the bitch is she just shot?”
“Ain’t that the bitch Nicole?” I heard Renz say.
“Bitch have you lost your mind, coming to my house, putting your hands on my daughter.”
“Fuck them bastard ass kids, Bishop. I was there when this weak bitch tried to kill herself and left your ass, but you choose her over me? I loved you.”
Pow!
We all looked up and saw my mother standing in the window next to the backyard holding a Smith and Wesson.
“Bishop, I told you to get rid of her a year ago. You just don’t listen.”
“I’m sorry, Mom Dukes; I thought for sure she wasn’t going be a problem.”
“Well, she ain’t now,” Dam said. “Come on, let us go get some cake.”
“Cake! Are you fucking serious? You know what, I want out of this damn family. Y’all are bat shit crazy. Bishop, our daughter, just shot someone!”
“I know, that shit was gangster as hell. Her aim was on point too,” he said, smiling like a proud father. As if his daughter just got accepted into Yale or something.
“Hey, hello, people, am I the only one that realizes how horrible this whole situation is? Not only did Bri’ shoot someone, there is a dead body in my fucking backyard.”
“Kei’ baby, calm down, we own this whole compound nobody saw anything except us, the cleanup crew is on their way, and it's only family at this party. We straight,” Bishop replied, hugging me.
“Lil sis, you got to admit, Bri’ did that.”
“Trevor, shut your ass up,” Eboni said, elbowing him in his side.
“Y’all get in here so we can sing Happy Birthday,” my mom demanded, hollering out the window. Everyone started walking towards the back door.
“Hey Kei’ let me holla at you right quick.”
“Oh, shit, there they go, y’all just nasty!” Lolo said, shaking her head.
“Bishop, we can wait to the party over, babe.”
“Ard bet, just know for every hour I gotta wait that’s how many times I’m making you cum,” he whispered in my ear.
Lord, this man was going be the death of me.
“So Bri’ did you enjoy your birthday?”
We were all lying in our King size bed watching Frozen for the millionth time.
“Yes, mommy, I did. Do I get to keep all my guns?”
“We are going to put them in a safe place until you are a little older,” Bishop responded.
“Aww, man, Daddy, can I just keep one?”
“You can take one with us when we go to the gun range, and only in there can you use it.”
“But daddy.”
“No, but’s Bri’.”
“Okay, daddy.”
“Mommy, when are you going to give me my other present?”
“What present, Bri’?”
“The one BJ said was coming.”
Looking at my daughter, I was surprised and scared at the same time, oddly.
“Do you want me to tell daddy?”
“Tell Daddy what?”
“My brothers are coming.”
Bishop looked at me with the biggest grin I’ve ever seen.
“Bri’annna, it’s time for bed,” I said, trying to get out of the conversation.
“Aww, Mommy, can we sleep in here, please?”
“Only because it’s your birthday.”
“Kei’ we need to talk about this gift,” Bishop suggested as he laid a sleeping KJ on the bed.
“We will once Bri’ go to sleep.”
I didn’t realize we all fell asleep watching the movie. I woke up around 2 am to go to the bathroom. After using it and washing my hands, I went to the side of the bed Bishop was lying on and bent down to smell his dick like I did every night.
“You know that’s creepy as hell, right?” Bishop said, scaring the shit out of me.
“I didn’t know you were woke.”
“Kei’ I feel you sniffing me every night. Why do you do that?”
“I don’t know; I just do,” I replied, laughing, walking towards my side of the bed.
“Nah.” Bishop grabbed my arm.
“Let me holla at you right quick,” he said, licking his lips.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked as we walked down the steps and out the door.
“I have been wanting to do this since they brought this bitch here this morning,” Bishop laughed, walking into the bouncy house.
“I can’t believe you want to have sex in this damn bouncy house.”
“Have sex. Who said that? I just wanted to jump in this bitch. I have never been inside one, but since you brought up sex, come jump on this dick,” he demanded, sitting down in the middle of the bouncy house.
“You are crazy,” I said, shaking my head.
“Crazy bout mine now get over here. Didn’t I say for every hour you made me wait, I’m going to make you cum? The party ended at 7 pm its 3 am now that’s 8 hours, so you ready to come eight times?”
“You wish you could make me cum eight times.”
“Oh, is that a challenge, Mrs. Blanca?”
“Oh yes, it is Mr. Blanca.”
“Now, before I fuck your little brains out, tell me about my sons.”
“Well, I’m only 11 weeks, but I had them do an early genetic test, and Bri’ was right; she will have two little brothers.”
“Kei’ thank you so much, baby. I swear I love you and will always be here for you and our kids.”
“I’m glad you said that because it’s not just two babies coming.”
“Kei’ stop playing we having triplets? Damn, I got that Trevor nut.”
“Bishop, we are having quadruplets, two boys and two girls.”
“Get the fuck out of here, damn baby, you stuck with my ass now.”
“Bishop, we have to get Bri’ some therapy.”
“Fuck, my daughter needs therapy for?”
“Bishop, you don’t think it’s strange that she carries full-blown conversations with her dead brother, likes guns, shoots people, and has an unorthodox relationship with her sister? I can only imagine how she is going to act with these new ones coming. Not to mention she doesn’t play about her cousins either.”
“Kei’ she shot one person, so far.”
“That’s all you heard?”
“I agree her talking to BJ is kind of scary, but that other shit doesn’t phase me.”
“Really, Bishop?”
“Shhh, that’s not why we came out here. We can discuss that later. Get over here so I can make you cum eight times and put four more babies up in you,” he said, pulling out our silver bullet from his pajama pants pocket.
“You are crazy,” I laughed.
“Crazy bout mine always.”
The End
What’s up world. I know, I know we put y'all through a
lot, right. Blame my girl Erica for that. I hope you enjoyed our story; we won’t be gone for too long. It’s some more dysfunctional members of this family y'all gotta read about, then the big wedding for Sin and Lay.
“Hey Kei’ let me holla at you real quick.”
Well, guys, y’all know what that means. I gotta go! See ya later.
