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I turn to face her. “Are you serious?” I ask as if I really give a fuck. I love lettin’ these dizzy-ass broads think I’m some kinda charity case.
“Yeah, motherfucker, I’m dead-ass. Since you on some other shit, let that bitch you getting ready to fuck buy you one. Since she’s all eager to wet your dick, let her come outta her pockets. ’Cause that right there”—she points at the Xbox—“ain’t leaving up outta here. You not gonna fucking try ’n play me.”
I almost wanna laugh at her ho-ass for soundin’ so damn stupid. This dumb bitch let me fuck her e’ery which way, and had no problem gulpin’ down this dick last night—or the other night, or the times before that—but now she wanna talk ’bout somebody tryna play her. Fuck outta here.
“Yo, check this shit out. I don’t havta try ’n play your dumb ass. You did that all by ya’self, boo. E’ery time you let me run my dick up in ya dry-ass pussy and nut in ya raggedy-ass face, you played ya’self. So you can have it, baby. It ain’t that serious, yo. There’s plenty more where that came.”
“Fuck you, motherfucker!”
I laugh, openin’ the front door. “I already did.”
“Just get the fuck out!” she snaps, chargin’ toward the door. Before she can come at me, I slam it in her face. I hop in my car, making my way over to Maleeka’s to get this dick slobbered and wet and spit all over—the way a greedy-cum guzzlin’ bitch is supposed to suck a dick.
15
Instead of takin’ that long-ass drive back down to my spot, I decide to crash—like I do most times—at Pops’. Hell, after fuckin’ wit’ Shavron’s Indian-givin’ ass on Saturday, then Maleeka’s cum-thirsty ass yesterday—even if I wanted to, I wouldna been able to make it to my crib. I was too damn drained and exhausted from bustin’ four rounds of nut down in her throat throughout the day. And then I finally gave in and fucked her deep in that fat ass of hers, even though I told her from the dip that it was gonna be a drive-by. But she got on her whinin’-ass bullshit, so I stayed the night and gutted her out. When it was time for a muhfucka to bounce, she hit me up wit’ a quick five hunnid wit’out blinkin’ an eye. Man, listen, I really don’t understand these hoes.
Then as soon as I got ready to lay it down, my cell kept goin’ off. First, it was Tamera’s nutbush ass, callin’ and textin’ me. That bitch is relentless. On some real shit, I’m startin’ to think she’s blazin’ more than trees. She’s too damn erratic. I swear I wanna bend her over and split her asshole wide the fuck open wit’ this dick for bein’ such a shitty-ass ho.
Then Candace called pressin’ me ’bout comin’ through ’cause she hasn’t seen me in a minute. She’s one of them church-goin’-type hoes doin’ Bible study on Thursdays, praisin’ ’n singin’ in the choir ’n shit on Sundays, then gulpin’ down dick the rest of the week. Her heathen-ass got the nerve to have a BlackPlanet page talkin’ ’bout she’s a good, God-fearin’ Christian woman in search of a good man. But turns ’round and sends me a buncha flicks wit’ her ass ’n titties out. What a fuckin’ hypocrite! On some real shit, I’ve fucked her three times. And let me tell you… whoever said, “If you wanna find a real freak, go to church,” ain’t never lied ’cause this freak-nasty, scripture-spewin’ strumpet likes it all. Damn, talkin’ ’bout her takes me back to the first time I was at her spot ready to put this dick to her.
“I’m looking for some hot piss play, baby,” she’d told me, catchin’ a nigga off guard.
“What the fuck you just say?” I’d asked disgusted. “Piss play?”
“Yeah, baby, piss play,” she’d repeated, gettin’ up off of the bed and walkin’ toward me. She wrapped her arms ’round my waist, looked up at me, starin’ into my eyes. “Every now and then I like to be pissed on; it’s no biggie.”
It’s no biggie? “Yo, what in the hell you get outta a muhfucka pissin’ on you?”
“There’s something sexy about watching a man holding his dick in his hands, especially when it’s long and thick, while he’s unleashing a golden stream of hot piss. It really turns me on.”
I’d frowned, steppin’ outta her embrace, then movin’ to the other side of the room. On some real shit, a muhfucka was thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ the fuck up outta there. But a nigga still wanted his dick wet. “Yo, I don’t know what kinda shit you into, but that’s outta my league, baby.”
“At least give it a try before you knock it. You never know, you might like it.”
Yo, this tramp has got to be kiddin’ me, I’d thought to myself, starin’ at this broad like she was two screws from crazy. “Oh, ohhhkaaaay,” I’d said, lookin’ at her ass sideways.
She’d walked back over to me, wrapped her arms ’round my waist again and looked up at me. “Piss on me, daddy. Pleeeeease. Let me feel me your strong, steamy flow of hot, golden urine, then take my pussy and fuck it like you own it.”
I’d scratched the side of my head. “Okay, so let me get this right. What you sayin’ is, you want me to piss on you, then turn ’round and fuck you wit’ my piss runnin’ down ya body?”
She’d nodded, lickin’ her lips. “Oh, yes. Just the thought of it is gettin’ me hot. To be perfectly honest with you, I’ve actually been dying to have a man with a big dick to hose me down, then squat over me and shit on my stomach, while he’s playing in my pussy, with his ass facing toward me. Then we could fuck in the delicious mess.”
Delicious? I’d frowned. Ain’t a muthafuckin’ thing delicious ’bout a muhfucka takin’ a dump on someone. What a nasty bitch! I’d thought. “Yo, you an extra-special type of freak, for real—for real. And on some real shit, I ain’t sign up for this kinda kink.”
“I thought you said you were open-minded. And like it nasty.”
“I am. And I do like it nasty. But not that damn nasty. I’m open to a lotta thangs, baby, but smellin’ a buncha shit and piss while I’m tryna fuck ain’t one of ’em.”
“Okay, then just piss all over my titties, then bend me over and fuck me from behind.”
Did I end up bouncin’ on her nasty ass? Nope. Long story short, a muhfucka ended up fuckin’ her, anyway. I followed her into the master bathroom, waited for her to get into the glass-encased shower, then stepped in after her wearin’ nuthin’ but my boxers. As she dropped down to her knees, I pulled out my dick, then hosed her down wit’ my hot piss—like she wanted it, hittin’ her nasty ass in the face, mouth, and all over her chest while she played in her pussy. Then she turned ’round, grabbed the back of her ankles, and waited for me to run this dick up in her. I wrapped up, then Rambo-fucked her freaky ass. And the crazy shit is, after I finished fuckin’ her, I realized I liked pissin’ on her dumb ass.
Anyway, between the textin’ and the callin’ and the beggin’ and whinin’ ’bout dumb shit, sometimes a muhfucka gotta shut his phone off ’n shit just to get a moment of peace. And that’s exactly what the fuck I did before I finally went to sleep ’round three A.M.
When I finally opened my eyes, ’round ten this mornin’, I got up to see what was good wit’ Pops but he had already bounced— probably over to Moms’ to get his fuck on. I checked my cell and saw I had two texts and one message—all from Akina, spazzin’ the fuck out ’cause I didn’t come through to feed her this dick like I said I was. And I didn’t call. Oh well. She’ll get over it. Anyway, since I had the spot to myself, I fixed myself breakfast, then went to the gym. And, as soon as I got back, I took a nice, long, hot shower, then dozed off.
Three hours later, the ringin’ of my cell wakes me up. I stretch and yawn, glancin’ over at the clock: 4:13 P.M. Damn, I was knocked the fuck out. “Yo, what’s good, ma?”
