The Candyman ~ Part Three

Part Three ~ Day Nine of Fourteen 

“What’s done in the dark, always comes to light”

His voice was low and demanding as he whispered in her ear, “Come sit on my face.” 

Vicki tried her best not to react where anybody could see. She darted her eyes to the side and watched his fine ass walk away. Her entire body was on fire ready to follow him like the love sick puppy she was but she kept her composure and it was a good thing that she did. When she turned around Shannon was standing at the kitchen island that was behind her, holding a coffee mug with a clear attitude. Vicki dismissed her body language until Shannon asked, “Did his nasty ass say something to you?”

Vicki didn’t miss a beat as she replied with a confused look, “Who?” 

Shannon rolled her eyes and said, “Girl, Tristian. He didn’t say something to you just now?”

Vicki shook her head and shrugged, “If he did, I didn’t hear him.”

Unfortunately for Shannon, Vicki had cut her off and was only remaining cordial with her for the time being. They had been best friends for over 10 years and Vicki had started acting differently with Shannon within these last few years. This made Shannon very gullible to Vicki because she knew Shannon believed that she would always be able to get over on everybody including Vicki when in reality Vicki simply never cared. Sure, she once valued their friendship and considered it a sisterhood but when she begin to see Shannon’s true colors she started staying to herself more and letting Shannon have her way. 

She stopped encouraging the girl to be better and telling her everything like when they were younger was definitely null and void. Shannon was a compulsive liar to any and everybody she ever met but Vicki believed that with time the girl would let her pain and hurt go. Vicki couldn’t understand why after 10 years, the girl didn’t grow up and try to be a better person. This only turned Vicki cold hearted towards her and that was the worse thing a Capricorn could’ve done. 

Blinded by the big doe eyes and baby face, Shannon believed Vicki to be too much of a good girl to ever really do her wrong. She knew Vicki accepted her hoe ways and fucked up stories and she loved her for it but Vicki was no longer with the shits whereas Shannon was still the same selfish and jealous hoe she had met her freshman year of college.

Shannon continued in a whisper, “Cause I was gone go upside his head if he was. Bitch he been fucking the shit out of me every fucking night!”

Vicki giggled as she begin to sip her tea and say, “Naw bih not every night though. What about his wife girl?” 

Shannon smiled hard and said, “What she don’t know won’t hurt her right? Besides she’s the stupid one leaving him unattended knowing I had him first. That nigga can’t leave me alone. Had my whole pussy in his mouth too!” 

While shaking her head, Vicki replied, “But I thought you were only going to fuck with Alex on the trip and let Tristian and Eboni be happy.” 

Shannon threw her hands up and replied, “Bitch I tried. But how am I going to say no to his fine ass?” 

Vicki continued to sip her tea when Mario walked in and smacked Vicki on the ass while saying, “Good morning bay.”

Vicki was so annoyed with the ass smacks. It was all he ever did. She felt more like a gnat getting gunned down rather than his attractive wife that he loved and adored. The thing that baffled her the most was when she had to ask the man to smack her ass during doggy style or even pull her hair. He acted sooooo scared to take control but every day faithfully he could smack her ass “with love” and yet where did all of that energy go in the bedroom? For the past 7 years she’s been begging and pleading with this man about sex. In the beginning she felt so insecure about her weight but she embraced her new curves that motherhood had given her. If he felt differently she didn’t mind letting him go but he reassured her daily how beautiful she was however he for whatever reason wasn’t sexually interested in her. 

The nights she tried spicing it up with lingerie didn’t produce the results she had hoped. Her makeup made him laugh in disgust as he claimed she looked like a clown and didn’t need makeup. She was reduced to simply walking around naked and sleeping naked. Becoming a nudist just for her man to touch her and yet he never desired to do anything other than look at her crazy. She refused to lose one pound if that meant he’d finally see her but instead it was time she got back to the ruthless bitch she loved being. It was in that moment that she slowly begin to fall out of the the rose colored emotion she believed was love. Begging a man that truly had no problem talking big shit but couldn’t put his money where his mouth was had become beneath her. 

In every other area he seemed okay so she held out hope that maybe he just needed to see a doctor since he claimed to be so tired. When he proposed, she had every thought to say no because it was too cliché for her to get proposed to on Valentine’s Day. He hadn’t even planned it out. Everything he did was last minute with no thought or care. It simply had Vicki focusing more and more on herself and her kids at the same time she was giving up on the man. She hated the thought of leaving a man with so much potential. The kids seemed to adore him and their biggest problem was lack of sex. 

The problems went from lack of sex to poor performance under 5 minutes. This had Vicki sexually frustrated in ways she hadn’t even noticed before being with Mario. The fights became worse and then she learned he couldn’t manage money correctly. She hated feeling like his mother by putting him on a budget that he still whined and complained about. To make matters worse he didn’t understand the concept of romance and passion even without sexual contact. Vicki really just wanted to be seen in the end and yet it seemed like the more the days passed by, the more Mario was blind to the perfect wife he had. 

Whether he was blind or not, all of the men that met Vicki just couldn’t believe she was married to a bum ass nigga like Mario. How he could sleep on this amazing woman was beyond them but if she ever looked their way, they weren’t going to hold back. They didn’t need to know the details. It was obvious from the way Vicki carried herself that she needed her back blown out one good time. It was Wayne that said it best, “Whoever hitting it, ain’t hitting it right because she act like she need dick in her life.”

Her mouth had become completely reckless and the approach had to be correct. She was fed up with talking and if she took her clothes off for any man, he had better know what the fuck he was doing. Vicki had become the man in her marriage, always initiating sex to the point where she’d rather fuck herself. She became so cold hearted that Mario would turn over from watching a movie on his phone to find Vicki going in on herself. She’d ignore him as if he didn’t even exist. 

He always tried after she was finished and she’d decline his offer each and every time. Sadly, she really hated dildos and rabbits when a nigga laid beside her so if she ever felt the need to feel a penis she’d get off and get a couple minutes in with him afterwards. It was the ‘I’m sorry’ after he’d bust so quickly leaving her even more unsatisfied then before she gave in. Of course, she suggest head beforehand at the very least! He became annoyed when Vicki didn’t have an orgasm after what he considered was hours. As for Vicki, it was just minutes of him playing peekaboo with her pearl or something. She never knew what he was doing but it was wrong and bad every single time. Being the sex ed instructor had become played out when he got annoyed each time and didn’t want to learn anything. 

Vicki had no intention of ever cheating on Mario despite the many messages he sent out to females promising sexual favors galore. Not once on this trip has he touched her and she hasn’t complained about it either. Regardless she gone get that ass smacked in front of somebody as a symbol of his unwavering love but when they get back to MS, all she needs is his John Hancock since the papers are already drawn up and ready. Vicki softly scoffed and replied, “Morning.” 

Shannon spoke with excitement, “Y’all gotta start a YouTube show like the Ellises. Man y’all are sooo cute. It would go straight viral!” 

Mario chimed in, “I’m with it. What you think bay?” 

Vicki did her ‘I’m about to lie’ giggle and said, “Y’all already know I’m with the shits!” 

She started her little twerk with Shannon hyping her up causing Alex to migrate to the kitchen. He was the first to say, “Vicki you gone get pregnant twerking like that.” 

This made Mario feel some type of way as he now wanted to be all up under Vicki as she twerked which only made her stop and laugh at Alex. Mario said, “Damn bay why you stop?” 

Shannon added, “Y’all take that to the room.” 

Alex replied, “Ain’t nobody got time for that unless y’all don’t want to go horseback riding? Patrick, Brandi, and Eboni done already backed out. So what’s up?” 

Shannon was about to decline until Vicki started a TikTok dance and begin to sing, “When the sun goes down, on my side town.”

Alex joined in, “That lonesome feeling comes to my door and the whole world turns”

Shannon and Mario looked in horror at the scene taking place before them. Both of them extremely jealous of the vibe that Alex and Vicki was sharing. These two were like brother and sister as kids and now that Vicki knew who he was, it was nothing to fall back into that big sister role she had so many years ago. They danced and walked away with no care in the world, laughing and ready to do a quick TikTok video to Brooks and Dunn’s Neon Moon as soon as they got around the horses. 

This was all the proof Shannon and Mario believed they needed. For them, it was so obvious to know that Vicki was cheating on Mario with Alex. They both had started going MIA during the trip and technically Shannon wasn’t his woman so she didn’t care but she hated when Vicki flirted with guys she had already claimed as hers. She believed that she had just successfully blocked Vicki from Tutu and yet here the girl was flirting with Alex. She wasn’t about to let Vicki steal another man from her no matter who the man was. She had Mario mixed them some drinks for this nature adventure that she hated. Shannon was by far the biggest hater of nature. All wildlife creatures, the sun, the outside itself was a hell no for her. 

Vicki on the other hand was a country girl at heart and loved everything dealing with nature until the bugs started biting but aside from that she loved being outside. So horseback riding was everything to her. Tutu, Alex, Lacey, and Hakeem were the same. Eboni tried only because of Tutu but overall she wasn’t feeling it and figured she’d simply go off on her own adventure. 

While Patrick decided to take Brandi on a wagon ride instead, hoping to get her in a better mood since she was no longer feeling the trip and ready to go home, Mario was working hard to convince the masses that he was about that country life. He’d say anything really to get in a girl’s pants or be the coolest guy in the room and at this point Victoria was getting all of the attention causing him to compete for the spotlight. 

Shannon was the true definition of a city girl and all of this True Life: Day in the Life of a Country Mofo was becoming a drag especially when the horse bucked and almost had Mario flying down the trail. When Shannon attempted to mount the horse, she begin crying real tears because her leg wouldn’t swing around to the other side like the guide had showed her four times. She panicked and screamed, “I’m having heart palpitations y’all! I can’t do this shit!” 

Lacey and Vicki were already down the pathway enjoying the ride and taking in the beautiful waterfall view that surrounded them when they heard Shannon’s screaming. They giggled to themselves and continued on while Shannon and Mario stayed behind at the stables, drinking and letting the misinformation they gave themselves about Vicki and Alex be the reason for the inappropriate behavior that they indulged in. 

Almost four hours later, they were all back at the Star Dancer cabin to tired to do anything else for the night. The itinerary suggested a movie night in the theater room and yet nobody was really following the itinerary anymore. The mood had turned sour and everybody was preferring to be to themselves except Vicki. She thought Mario would watch the 2021 Candyman remake with her and yet his reply was stained in passive aggressive anger, “All you’re going to do is go to sleep.” 

Vicki rolled her eyes, “Dude if you don’t want to watch the movie just say that.” 

He was annoyed as he said, “I just don’t see the point when you’ll be sleep.” 

With a bowl of popcorn in one hand, she waved her other hand and said, “Okay!” As she walked into the theater room without Mario. The movie had barely started when the door opened making Vicki roll her eyes again. She hated when Mario would be a bitch one minute trying to start an argument just to be a pussy the next trying to cuddle up under her. He can keep that same energy as far as she was concerned. He’d been acting funny since they went horseback riding and she wasn’t about to be his little therapist trying to figure him out. 

She was relieved to have Tutu sit down beside her. He leaned closer to her and she thought he was going to whisper more naughty commands in her ear but instead he begins to kiss her neck. Vicki laughs and says, “I know you see me watching this movie.” 

He teased as he said softly, “I’m not stopping you.” He continued planting kisses with light nibbles on her neck while his hands squeezed on her breasts. She placed the popcorn aside and started kissing him passionately needing him in every way. She stood up and seductively rolled her hips taking off her shorts. His gym shorts were pulled down to his ankles and his rod standing at attention when she straddled him in his seat. She rode him like she was back on the waterfall trail. He moaned lowly in her ear turning her on more and making her speed up slightly. 

She had her hand on the back of his neck nibbling on his ear until she whispered, “Say my name.” 

He let out a small chuckle and moaned, “Vicki.” 

She rode him only a few minutes longer before getting up and turning around, mounting him once again. With her hands on the recliner in front of her, she bounced her ass like she was back at Freelons creating a slaying sound that echoed through the horror music that played on the screen. A murder was taking place onscreen and in the theater yet both killers were filled with pleasure and satisfaction with their actions. 

Tutu gripped her hips and caught the rhythm to the point where he had her bent over the recliner in front of them. Sweat drenched their bodies making the stings of his ass smacks linger longer than before. Vicki damn near ripped a hole in the seat trying not to scream out in pleasure. Even though she leaned back up, Tutu kept stroking as much as possible while rubbing her pearl. He wasn’t about to sit back down so he turned to put his back on the wall which is exactly what Vicki wanted. 

She leaned back down with her hands on the floor allowing Tutu to pound her out as much as he wanted. He slowed down in confusion when her leg lifted and her foot was on the wall. It was clear she wanted to be slutted out like his personal little pornstar. He was about to speed up when her other leg was up and foot on the wall. She was pussy popping on his American bandstand. Every time he thought he had her in check, she showed out in a different way. 

He dipped out and down to pick her short ass up so he could put her in his mouth. She wasted no time returning the favor with his shaft in her mouth. Tutu could bust a few times and still be ready to bust again with the hardest rod. They heard the door knob shake and Tutu let Vicki down. She sat in the chair with his rod back in her mouth after hearing Tutu whisper between the knocks on the door, “Don’t worry, I locked it.” 

With her hair entwined in his fingers, he stroked her face making her moan with satisfaction. Her hands massaged his body with excitement. He could feel the next load ready to shoot out but when he looked down to warn her she locked eyes with him and hummed, “Mmmmhmmmmm” in agreement to what she knew was coming. Her throat filled with his warm elixir while her suction eased up slightly but the strokes continued. Tutu was still rock hard as his knees bucked just a bit making him grab the recliner with one hand and the wall with the other. 

His breathing staggering as she sat back grinning, watching him regain his composure and knowing his competitive ass was about to blow her back out in the best way. Just as she’s hoped, he grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge and with no warning he started plowing her with only one intention and that was to put her ass to sleep. The sounds of him pounding her recklessly cascaded louder than the music coming from the movie. Tutu no longer cared who heard them. It was probably time they told everybody anyway. He leaned down and kissed her as he shot off in her walls for the final time. 

They got themselves together and nothing felt right about walking out and going in separate directions to sleep beside people they were on the verge of hating but that’s exactly what they did. The trip didn’t need to be ruined because of them and whatever drama they would face later didn’t need to be seen by everybody. 

Day 10 begins…..

Theater Room in the Star Dancer Cabin in Gatlinburg