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January 12 - January 14, 2025
And that would’ve been the first and the last time I hit me cause he would’ve come up fucking dead
So what I’m hearing is that this n*gga is bitch made
So, I left Cedric and was never going back. However, he found my new place, cuffed my hands behind my back, and then proceeded to force my head into a bathtub filled with water until I was mentally speaking to God, knowing I would see him soon.
Evil took a shape in this demon. I rebuke you in the name of Jesus because I’m telling you right now I would’ve had to go to prison. You’re basically waterboarding me dude to be with you ninja is you crazy?
always felt a bit envious when I would see pregnant women so overjoyed, because that wasn’t my experience at all. I would have never procreated with Cedric and made Sophie by choice, but with Cedric, my right to choice was no longer. All I remember from the night we made Sophie was Cedric telling me he was gonna be better over a dinner he’d ordered from a steak house and us having some champagne to go with it. After downing my champagne, I couldn’t remember much else but waking up in bed with him, ass naked. I didn’t like that, not remembering the night, but I brushed it off because, at the
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I am shocked floored aggravated. I wanna punch something like this is all the stuff she’s going through. I don’t even I don’t even know.
Girl I would’ve shot his ass too. The only difference is I should know where to go now went. I would’ve made sure the job was done and then got the fuck out of there
“It was the only way out, Bashar.” I sniffled. “Cedric is not a man you can call the police on or get a restraining order filed against.” I kept my eye contact strong so he would get where I was coming from. “The only way out when dealing with a man like Cedric is this way right here.” I banged lightly on the table with my cuffs as I began to tear up. “I don’t have anybody but me to protect me. I don’t have a dad anymore, no brothers, not even a male cousin. So it was either I let him kill me or I kill him.”
I surely fucking hoped so, but if not, knowing I would never have to be raped, hold my pee, or beaten for the smallest thing was enough freedom for me.
This is literally the saddest thing I’ve ever heard and literally I wanna cry for her
He was Prime’s twin, only younger with more facial hair and dreads he’d grown out even longer since the first time I’d seen him. Currently, he had them tied down with a do-rag on, so they flowed down his strong back.
Her warm brown skin looked so pliable, perfect, and smooth, making a nigga wanna bite it.
Anastazia might not have been in the mood for a new nigga, but she was about to get one.
“Because when you start looking, yo’ eyes need to land on me.”
“I’m gon’ put it to you like this though: Either you fucking with me or you single.” He shrugged subtly and nonchalantly.
Like I said, when you in the market for a new nigga, I want you having tunnel vision, with me at the end of that muthafucka.
“I know we friends, but I want you. Long as I ain’t making you uncomfortable, let me do me. A nigga can’t see something I want and be idle, baby. I’m a go-getter.” Moving a piece of my hair from my face as he peered down into he continued, “I’m yours and you been mine since you walked into that fucking office. When I thought you was happy, I was willing to suffer and be a homeboy or some shit but now that you free, love, I gotta do what I gotta do; go for what I want. I’m ready to lock you down, ice out that finger, put Sophie on a nigga’s taxes, and take care of you. When you ready, of
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You the only woman I would ever let pee on a nigga. Can I at least taste the pussy first?
“I wanna fuck you bad too. But I’m chilling, love. I like yo’ pacing. Just know when you give a nigga that access, I’m gon’ take good care of it. Only murderin’ it in the best way.”
He took some fries, using those same glazed hands, and ate some. Keeping eye contact, he licked his fingers as if it were remnants of his meal.
And I'm dead because what the hell asif is nasty I like it
“Correction—Anastazia’s pussy on my fingers, and hell yeah. Make sure I sleep with my hand over my nose tonight.”
She smelled like sunshine or a fucking vacation, and I didn’t know if I was tripping or if that was the actual perfume’s purpose.
“My point is, Nique, that sometimes women are dealt a bad hand in life, and instead of counting ’em out for refusing to stick around with an ain’t shit nigga, we should be commending the shit. Name another woman who would’ve left a nigga she had six kids with? Or one who would risk shooting a muthafucka that’s been knocking her ass around? It happens but it’s rare. We gotta protect and appreciate those rarities, nigga, and realize when you lucky enough to obtain one.”
wondering if I would black out, and I had to have some dick before that, or I would never forgive myself. It would be the equivalent to all those people who spent thousands to see Michael Jackson, front row, just to pass out when he took his shades off and miss the whole show.
“All this shit mine. Don’t no other nigga belong here.”
“I plan to be here with you forever, but if a nigga does leave this earth prematurely, it’s gon’ be impossible for another nigga to step to you, let alone impress you.”
Asif was the best eater I’d ever encountered, even better than this boy in college that used to eat me to smithereens. Asif had surely dethroned Zachary.
To other muthafuckas, she was a beautiful woman they could possibly see some shit with, but to me, she was a nigga’s future. I’d go to war for it and would bet on everything I loved that no muthafucka walking this Earth would outlast me.
“I want you, your body, yo’ conversation, and all ya attention, love. Fuck.”
“Real shit, young nigga. You definitely came from my ball sac.”
“I know, but you’ll fuck around and get mad at her ass one day and tell her she had green smoke coming from ya brother’s fingers. No lie, her shit was on my fingers for three days straight. This is through two showers a day and washing my hands after using the bathroom several times a day. Thought I was gon’ have to go to the hospital for some cream or some shit.”
“My woman was out of ya tax bracket anyway, nigga.”
“Watch yo’ mouth, nigga,” I growled lowly as his hands tugged on my arm weakly like the bitch ass nigga he was. “I could easily put you down right here. But if you wanna live and continue to raise ya baby with that thin-lip ass bitch you got waiting on you outside, I suggest you show some muthafuckin’ respect. You older, but I’m big dog, nigga. You a muthafuckin’ pup to me, cuz, and don’t make me remind me of you of that shit.”
My moans got louder on some embarrassing type shit as Anastazia sucked me off like she’d worked the fucking streets for a decade straight. Watching her stroke my shit with her hand while licking my balls sent me over the edge, so by the time she came back up to continue bobbing on my shit, I was about to nut. “I wanna taste it,” she said. “Wait, fuck, wait, wait.” I slid my shit from her death grip of a mouth, almost busting every-fucking-where. “Let me feel you for a second.”
probably did stuff to you because he didn’t love you. He loves me, Stazi, so he would never think of doing the despicable shit you claim he’s done to you.”
“Told myself if I got you or even got the chance to hit, I wasn’t using no condom, and I wasn’t pulling out.”
Every woman deserved to experience that kind of sex. I often wondered how a man of only twenty-six years could fuck like that. It was like he spent years studying G-spots, cunnilingus, and sex lingo. I couldn’t wait to go home… I meant to his place.
“So has Asif been affected by the Stazi Effect yet?” Analicia quizzed, making me roll my eyes playfully.
“Every man she dates always becomes obsessed with her ass. Be so in love trying to get married and have children. Even back in high school. Remember Greg proposed when you were in eleventh grade?” my sister blabbed.
“I fucking love you, Stazi. Cum all over this dick, baby.”
“Yep. Blaire. She’s six years old now. Time flies.”
Try even a little bit to make Anastazia think I been fucking on you this whole time and I’m gon’ smoke you, Milan. That’s on everything I fucking love. I will dead you with no muthafuckin’ remorse if you make that woman doubt me.”
“Tasting like fucking sunshine and rainbows or some shit, woman.”
Blaire talked and talked the whole way home, and I tried to be interested, but I just wasn’t. She was just as annoying as Asif was but maybe worse because she never stopped. At least when Asif was little, he would be quieter and withdrawn around me, which I appreciated. Blaire couldn’t read the fucking room and acted as if she and I were best friends.
she is still a bitch
I was expecting to see Mario coins all over the driveway with how hard she was hammering my head.
“My mama is beautiful, ho!” Banks barked.
The plane ride was very short, under an hour, but long enough for me to give Asif a quick blowjob once the stewardess was up at the front. She, of course, figured out we were up to something because toward completion, Asif couldn’t be quiet. I loved it though.
“He says he was born to be a step daddy because of how his dad is.”
“I wanna eat that pussy ’til you can’t stop shaking, love. Bend you over and dig you out ’til yo’ legs give way, then sit that wet shit on my face and make you cum again.”
“Can’t nobody make me nut this way but you, love. This the only dick you’ve sucked like this, right?”
“You can be on that shit, too, if you call yaself trying to be Captain Save a Bitch Nigga. Aight?”
Like I told you from day one, no other nigga would be willing to go to war for you like me, and if he did, I promise I would be the last muthafucka standing.”
I would never forget when Asif asked me to save room for us, and though it seemed impossible at the time with all the shit I had going on, I was so happy that I did. I don’t think I would’ve made it this far without him.
