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I stayed in bed, in my room for the remainder of the week, and towards
the weekend, after much persuasion from my aunt, I reluctantly got up
and went to mind her store on Friday. My girl Ai called me, from the
store to tell me about a gig in her neighborhood and insisted I come. I
faked being sick but everyone knows better than try and make excuses
with her.
"tha's wack Keisha!" she screamed right into my ear "I wanna see your
butt herre 2nite or I'mma come there and whip your ass! Ya hear! I
ain't kiddin Keisha, besides I need you herre, there's this busta white
herre who keeps making me wanna front. So you get your as herre when
you done. Iight?"
I smiled into the phone and said "ok."
By 7:30, after my aunt had let me up with the usual the third degree, I
left for the gig. keisha's neighborhood is a project neighborhood, and
it isn't like any other ghetto, in her ghetto is where everything
happens, from rape to money laundering to teen moms to murders which
the 5-0's don't account for and don't care. From 10 miles away you
could hear the beat of the music they were playing, it drowned into
your ear and each time your tummy went ‘thump' with just the usual kind
of ache to go with it. I had gotten a ride from mike and his friends
and the roads had just enough pot-holes to give an extra ache to the
already mentioned one.
I got to the party by 9 o' clock and from where I stood the house seemed
too decent for a project house. Somewhat like one of those picket fence
houses. It was white all through and from outside looked like a two
story building. The music was now blasting loud and clear and people
were just going past me into the house. I followed the large crowd that
was pouring into the house and ended up in a corridor that seemed to go
forever. I looked over my shoulder to see if I could find anyone I
knew...
"Keisha!" I closed my eyes tight, just the sound of the voice was an
irritation it self. "Keisha!" I opened my eyes, turned my head to the
sound of the voice and smiled
"Dwayne." I said and he rushed me into a bear hug. Wincing he lifted me
up from the floor where he stood about 6 foot 5 and after the crushing
bear hug put me down. I felt the final crack in my spin... or what was
left of it.
"Was happening girl? Haven't seen you in a long time. Ya know, I know I
said I'd call but ya know how it is! Especially with all the other
honeys calling me and all. didn't think you'd mind me not calling
again. But if you want we can always get back together but I don't
think you can...watch it foo! Can't you see where you goin ...men!...
so I was saying me n my boys we be crusing down the streets and thought
heard about the gig herre n decided to check...yo check this out...I
was at da dog on a stick gettin some grub when da lady was like tryin
to overcharge ma shih. I was like "Whaddafuh dat be fo?" all loud an
shih an den she was like "that's the total sir" an I was like "Sir!?
Why you creppin shiznit?" So I took da fries an straight up mashed em
into da chalk board menu so it would be all greasy an hard to write on
it an shih. She got all up in ma ma bizness bout it so I was like "YO
BAYAM!" an slammed ma corndog onto da regista - den I was like "PAYOW"
an straight up knocked over the lemonade maka! Den she was all scared
an shih an ran to da back so I didn't haves to pay fo shih! Dats some
crazy ass gangsta shih mutha fucka! 8mile representin!... ok check it
out... hey yo killa!"
"My name!"
"Get your butt over herre! U gotta meet someone! Yo check it out... dis
herre is ma man, killa."
"sup shorty." I smiled in acknowledgment.
"I was saying, I got this contract ya know d one I'm talking about right
Keisha?" I nodded. "ya well I'm goin to the top! Ya know what I'm
saying. My agent says I go be the next Michael Jordan. Ain't that right
killa?" "thas right!" "So right now I'm playing ... yo there's big t.
over there. Yo big t. ... just talking about you ...get your ass over herre men... so I'mma be a bawla...."
And that's just how it is with Dwayne. Just cos he's six foot tall with
the brain of a peanut and the talent of a basketball god, he thinks
he's the next best thing. I used to date him way back, it wasn't
exactly dating but he liked to think we were dating so I'd rub his ego
and go along whenever his homies asked I'd say we were.
I guess once it got too far, at a party he had had too much to drink and
started making provocative advances to me. And try as I might I
couldn't fight him off. Eventually the booze got the best of him and he
fell asleep on me. I was able to get off him during that night. The
next morning he called me to check if I was ok. He seemed to have this
preconceived idea that I had slept with him, I didn't try and correct
him as deep inside that man body, Dwayne truly is a baby. That was his
supposed "first time". And just like him all his friends just like
girls to rub their ego so from that time on I stayed far away from him
as possible.
Just as I thought that he was never done talking to me ... "Keisha!."
Boy was I ever glad to see Ai. "Ai" I called "come over herre." She
came with suspicious in her eyes, as she knows me better than most
people and knows that I'm not always exactly enthusiastic about seeing
her. This was a first.
"Hey Dwayne. ‘member Ai. Ai this is Dwayne and killa..."
"sup honey." Killa said his eyes traveling down Ai's body.
"And big T..."
"Uh huh. Now what you want me to do Keisha? They bugging you? Huh? Cos
if they are I'll get my girls over n get their butts kicked out." She
said eyeing them and chewing rapidly as she talked.
"Oh no. that's not it Ai. I just wanted you to meet friends of mine." I
tried ever so sweetly to tell her, my smile was tearing up my face
wasn't sending out the message to her.
"Ok anyway guys we have to go. I wanna go use the bathroom." Ai said
jerking my hand along with her as we left. Thank you Ai!
"wus sup with you? They looked ok to me." She said as the crowd began to
swallow us.
"Yeah. That's cos you haven't spent your entire life time with Dwayne.
He's just another skeezer." I dragged her and we got to the kitchen
where on top of the table baby, a girl of mine, was dancing on top of
the center table while a small crowd of guys hailed her on among other
girls too. She winked when she saw me and continued her tease. Her top
was completely off and her pants had been zipped open. A terrific body
that had being used over and over again, and just 18. She was
completely drunk now, meaning she probably had problems at home. And
the only way most people could deal with their problems in most
projects, was to get drunk.
We moved on to the next room which was the living room where there were
more peeps and everywhere you could see some kind of activity going on.
There were a couple of people on the floor playing strip poker. About 7
girls and lots of guys, most already were naked. The latest offender
was now on a guys' lap grinding her hips on his while they made out,
the on lookers hailed them on, encouraging the guy to go further on
her. Somewhere in between their make out session, in the air, you could
smell other people's sex. It was understandable. As we continued down
the hall way, in most rooms you could hear the muffled sounds of people
in their own little ecstasy world. By the tone of their sounds you'd
know that they were getting skully. In another room, some guys were
playing pool. And as we passed we felt their eyes on us.
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Part III Theatre Orgy / The Michael Situation In Erica's neighborhood there was a place that could only be described as notorious. A small building located down a narrow alley behind a strip joint that played low budget pornos. Of course Erica had never been inside; after all, she was only fifteen. However, she had walked by it a couple of times, and couldn't stop herself from being curious about walk was going on in there. Over the past week she had grown to discover a lot of new...
Note: Emily’s POV is in italics! Pt III. (Chris) I woke up to the slight buzzing next to me. My phone was buzzing violently on the nightstand. I made a move to turn towards it realizing the soft warmth on left side of my body held me down. She was still sleeping, completely wrapped around my body. I stretched to reach for the phone. “Hello?” Realizing I didn’t even check caller ID before picking up. “Hey man, is Emily awake?” I rolled my eyes, … John. “You know what I’m not sure I...
Introduction: The making of a teen slut contrinues This is the conteinuation of the a multi-part story. To gain context, you should go back and start at the beginning by reading Dating Danielle – repost fix (I hope) and Dating Danielle- Part II before reading this part. FYI this part may be a little slow for some, because it sets up for the balance of the story. Merry Christmas, enjoy. On another note: to all the hypocritical *@#$ who come out and read this stuff then want to leave comments...
Massage Extraordinaire – Part III A few weeks later I returned for the third time totally convinced that this visit could not be too different from my two previous ones which were absolutely outstanding. How wrong I was again! I knocked at the front door. This long legged beauty in the shortest white mini met me with a huge smile (on her face) and a breathtaking hug. I felt my already aroused cock rub against her mound. Judging by my expanding member the excitement was already affecting it and...
The Wife Next Door: Part III Pim and I had sex at least once a day while her daughter was away at summer camp. Pim would make excursions to the mall and visit Victoria’s Secret and other lingerie shops with Henk’s money and buy outfits to drive me wild. With her exotic Asian looks and petite frame I particularly liked a yellow baby doll and panty set with stockings that really complimented her beautiful skin tone. Pim bought outfits in every color of the rainbow and enjoyed the reaction on my...
THE PROFESSOR’S DAUGHTER–Part III My old professors daughter Stephanie is a 17-year-old knockout who will turn 18 in one more day. She has cutest face you have ever seen and a slim Korean-Caucasian-mix body with a tight, petite Asian frame. She’s slim, quite tall and athletic (toned by ballet and gymnastics) with a nicely rounded firm ass with small but very firm tits. In my opinion Stephanie’s body is flawless. While her breasts are on the smallish side larger ones might look unnatural on...
Introduction: The cuckolding of my husband Black mans slut and always III John could see that I had something special to tell him. I started when I was on Spring Break six year ago in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I had come down with another girl from college and we had made passionate love that night and we had fucked each other with a 10 dildo. We had talked about my really wanting to meet a black man and had always fantasized about BBC and I wanted to get fuck with a large cock on this trip....
Whores and Pimps – Part III By Michele Nylons Michele pulled at her bonds, struggling and wriggling on the bed trying to break free for a few minutes until she realised that she was securely tied and had no way of escaping. Ellie sauntered over to the bed and looked down at Michele, ‘Well honey, looks like we have you just where we want you, I think we are going to start to really have some fun now,’ she sneered. Michele opened her mouth to scream and Ellie slapped her face hard. Michele’s...