down_souff_nigg [11:46 P.M.]: When I was done reading I was in tears dawg I dropped the letter on the floor and he took me by the arm and pulled me up to my feet and he held me so tight dawg and something terrible happened, he was whispering to me and Mama walked in the door, home early from work and she don't like nobody in the house when she's not home but she took one look at me and Bryson and saw him comforting me and he said, "Ma'am, I know what you're thinking but I love your son."

down_souff_nigg [11:47 P.M.]: And she looked at him and smiled and she said, "Hey, I don't see nothing," winked at me and she vanished into her room. Now I'm out the closet with mama and you know what, she loves me more now than ever

blackinches1345 [11:47 P.M.]: wow

blackinches1345 [11:48 P.M.]: u done f***ked up my typing lol

down_souff_nigg [11:48 P.M.]: LOL

down_souff_nigg [11:48 P.M.]: Imagine how I feel. I mean this niggah is FINE. FINE! Makes every niggah on BGC look like shyt

blackinches1345 [11:48 P.M.]: naw, but that's wassup yo

down_souff_nigg [11:48 P.M.]: but at the same time he is generous and he is really trying to be a good dude to me

down_souff_nigg [11:49 P.M.]: I thought he was gonna be all up in my ass and never think about my heart but the night he slid up in me and just held me and watched me sleep

down_souff_nigg [11:49 P.M.]: What can i say to that dawg, I'm scared of Bryson I don't know if I want this dawg, I mean it feels too good to be tru, nah mean?

blackinches1345 [11:50 P.M.]: just let it wash over you

down_souff_nigg [11:50 P.M.]: But I'm falling for him. We see each other everyday. He was the one who took me to the Echo store and spent $467.89 on me buying clothes. I didn't want the clothes, I didn't want that s***t at all I do my own shyt and buy my own s***t, I don't pull a Beyonce Say my name Bills Bills Bills fit

down_souff_nigg [11:51 P.M.]: but he was like, Nah Shawty, you my b***h, my niggah and I don't want my niggah walking around with bulls***t on. Lemme buy the clothes while I'm in Gerald Levert mode."

down_souff_nigg [11:52 P.M.]: All I could do was laugh, and then he carried all the bags dawg! How cool is that?? He didn't let me carry one bag. He even too my cell phone from me and clipped it on his hip, and my sister called, he put all the bags down, blocking the walkway (people had to angrily wak around him) and he answered and was like, "Who is this calling my shawty?"

down_souff_nigg [11:52 P.M.]: And I heard my sister say, "Boy that's MY BROTHER PHONE F***K NIGGAH WHERE MY BIG BROTHAH?"

down_souff_nigg [11:52 P.M.]: And he was laughing, saying, "Nah, lil sis, sorry. This Bryson."

down_souff_nigg [11:52 P.M.]: I could hear her wailing voice loud and clear. "Oh, boy you almost got cussed out."

down_souff_nigg [11:53 P.M.]: He has the most beautiful smile. He said, "Aiight, Ma. Damn. Don't pull them tampons out just yet. Aunt Flow is still terrorizing your walls..."

down_souff_nigg [11:53 P.M.]: I was on the floor, laughing. So he hands me the phone and my sister is like, "F***k him, big bubba I don't like him."

down_souff_nigg [11:54 P.M.]: I had a good day dawg.

blackinches1345 [11:54 P.M.]: lol that's wassup

down_souff_nigg [11:54 P.M.]: LOL let me stop rambling

blackinches1345 [11:54 P.M.]: it's cool

down_souff_nigg [11:55 P.M.]: He called me about twenty minutes ago and said he wants to sleep inside me tonight. And I was like nah. So he said, "How that ass doing?" And I was like "Its all good." and he was like "I'ma spank that hole cuz its been a bad b***h," and I was laughing and he burst out screaming "F***K NIGGAH UR LAUGH TURNS ME ON."
down_souff_nigg [11:55 P.M.]: But I aint g'on see him tonight. I'll see him tomorrow, give him a chance to yearn and long for me, ya kno.

down_souff_nigg [11:55 P.M.]: LOL

down_souff_nigg [11:55 P.M.]: But anyways this shyt could be a book, lol.

blackinches1345 [11:55 P.M.]: lol it could be

blackinches1345 [11:55 P.M.]: how ironic would that be

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: LOL

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: what should be the name of it?

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: from a Thug to Bryson Daniels or what?

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: LOL

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: He'd kill me dawg

blackinches1345 [11:56 P.M.]: lol hell yeah

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: lol

blackinches1345 [11:56 P.M.]: lol but it's hot THO

blackinches1345 [11:56 P.M.]: tho*

down_souff_nigg [11:56 P.M.]: But anyways did I ever shoot you my number?


blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: I’m not going to lie, i'm a lil jealous

blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: lol

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: Cause I’m bout to go take a shower

blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: but yeah, i got it

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: Dawg Jealous of what?

blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: that s***t is hot

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: You aint gots to lie Craig you aint gots to lie, you know I loooove yo' Mamaaaaaaaaaa

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: LOL

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: Today is Friday

blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: lol u dumb

blackinches1345 [11:57 P.M.]: yes it is

down_souff_nigg [11:57 P.M.]: I know dawg

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: Life Behind Frederick, the author

blackinches1345 [11:58 P.M.]: yup

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: I don't let too many people in my universe like this

blackinches1345 [11:58 P.M.]: yeah?

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: but anyways dawg, Im going to shower and buss a phat nut and think about Bryson

blackinches1345 [11:58 P.M.]: hotness

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: And if you're still on when I get out we can holla, vibe, chat or talk

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: your choice

down_souff_nigg [11:58 P.M.]: lol

blackinches1345 [11:58 P.M.]: lol hahaha

blackinches1345 [11:59 P.M.]: u high off that d***k slim

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: Hell yea

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: And they say milk does the body good

blackinches1345 [11:59 P.M.]: lol

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: Nah I guess that slogan came from a fat b***h

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: cause Nut does the a***e and thy face better

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: lol

down_souff_nigg [11:59 P.M.]: OOOH Snap!

blackinches1345 [11:59 P.M.]: lol whatever

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: I should tell you when I gave him some head the other night and he came, he came on my face, right? Then he licked it off, tongue kissed me and swallowed it with me

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: see

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: I'm hot

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: damn it

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: lol

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: Im going to shower now

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: Bye Niggah I'll be back

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: Dust

blackinches1345 [12:00 A.M.]: bye

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: Ha ha

blackinches1345 [12:00 A.M.]: yup

down_souff_nigg [12:00 A.M.]: BRB

blackinches1345 [12:01 A.M.]: ok

Indifferent, I was in the shower, doubting the love I had for Bryson. Was he too good to be true? Was he man enough for me to throw away my dildo? No, I say. Because I was in the shower wiggling the huge black dildo, smiling at it.

The toy that brought me heightened pleasure. The toy that made me come harder than a gangster rapper.

I got in the shower and turned on the hot and cold water, setting the dildo on the back of the toilet. I picked up my cell and called him but the didn't answer. I got his machine.

This is Bryson.

I picked up the toy.

I am not available at the moment.

My eyes fluttered, the sound of his voice setting me on fire.

But if you leave your name...

Putting the phone on speaker, I set it on the toilet next to my toy. I then sat on the floor of the tub, warm water engulfing me as I picked up the scented liquid soap.

And your number...

I opened the top, squirting some in my hands.

I will get back with you, Shawty.

I started to rub my tight chocolate rosebud, moaning to myself. The way he smelled ignited the passion in my eyes, the way he smelled drove me crazy. I smacked my lips, I could still taste remnants of him on my gums.

The phone beeped.

I reached over, water dripping on the floor, and grabbed my toy, put my legs in the air, water and soap dropping in my pretty face and I slowly slid the toy inside me.

The pain was a bit excruciating but I took it like a man, twirling my ass, squirming until I got it all the way inside and the pleasure overcame me and I tilted the toy to the left and it scrubbed my assh*e as I f***ked myself, tears falling from my eyes.

"Damn, Bryson get the ass, baby. I miss you, I'm f***king myself until you get home..."

I put my legs down, using the suction function to sit the dildo on the tub floor. I squatted over it and all this dripping ass lowered on it, as my hole elegantly absorbed each delicate inch like a drunk's liquor-absorbed liver.

I held the sides of the tub, bouncing on the plastic d***k. I got a good, moderate rhythm going. I could do this all nigh. I felt my walls sliding up and down the toy. The $45.00 I paid for it was worth it. I felt like heaven opening doors to welcome angels with clipped wings.

I was licking my lips, thinking about Bryson's touch. His thuggish flair. His gorgeous eyes. How I get lost in them when I search through the retinas for his lips and I get nothing but the corneas and I wish or the irises for balance as my color schemes began to melt into shapes and sizes to glorious for my body and I felt the tingle and my eyes were closed, Bryson dancing on me and in me and I felt something on the side of my face and I slowly opened my eyes and Bryson was standing there with his pants unzipped, falling past his amazing ass and he put his thick d***k into my mouth and he told me to, "Keep bouncing on that d***k. You wanna f***k yourself without my permission you take that plastic d***k b***h...I'm going to whip your motherf***king ass. You think you can do to that a***e what you wanna do and it don't work that way, Niggah..."

My body went into spasms because I was about to come without touching myself, my d***k bouncing and slapping the tub and Bryson snatched me off the toy and out the tub. He was so powerfully strong. He turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. My hands and the right side of my face was pressed on the warm tile as he took the dildo and started to spank my ass with it.

He turned his Florida Marlin's cap forty five degrees East. He looked so goddamn sexy. "You wanna beat that p***y without asking me?"

Smack.

"NO DADDY!"

He was determined, his leather jacket opened to reveal his white T-shirt with weed crumbs on it.

"You've been a bad b***h!"

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Ow, Daddy! It hurts, Daddy!"

Smack!

I was gyrating my booty cheeks. He reached up, took the shower nozzle, and ran the water all over my ass, whipping me with the dildo. I felt the water running between my ass crack.

I grabbed my ass. because it hurt...

He was a sexual beast. "PUT YOUR HANDS BACK ON THAT WALL!"

I did, and quickly.

"You gonna do this again without me?"

Smack

Tears fell from my eyes.

"NO DADDY!"

Water was puddling all over the floor and threatening to run into Mom's carpet. Good thing she wasn't home.

He spread my cheeks and sucked on my hole, getting on his knees. He took dropped the toy on the ground, taking off his jacket. He then took off his shirt, standing up and blindfolding me with it. He then took off his pants and then he took off his boxers and put them in my mouth.

"Keep 'em there, b***h while I give you some d***k."

He picked up he dildo and slowly put it in my booty. I pushed back so it could easily go in there. He took the KY jelly from the niche by the door and opened it, squirting it all over my a***e. He then took his d***k and said, "I'm giving you both these d***ks."

I never had two d***ks in me before. He started to put his d***k in my ass with the dildo still in me and he started to gently suck on my neck, his unlaced boots engulfed with water. I didn't give a f***k anymore about f***king up Mama's rug.

Once my hole got used to the two d***ks he started f***king me, long stroking with his d***k and short stroking with the toy. It felt so damn good. I could barely take it.

"What's my name?" he asked, taking it out but I had his boxers in my mouth and i couldn't talk.

He put the dildo under my nose and told me to inhale/exhale with his flow and that turned me on. He then started tapping the ass while beating my cheeks with the toy.

I wished I could see what was going on but I was submissive to a thug. What could I say.

"You got some good ass, Babay. I love this ass. S***t, baby.

He pulled out and I felt hot spurts on my cheeks and lower back.

"Damn, Babay. I never came this fast before." He started to wipe it up. He then took the shirt from my eyes, and told me to take his boxers out of my mouth. I could barely stand. He wiped come all over the toy an he said, "Suck this s***t with me."

Damn.

"Wait, Baby," I said, turning off the sower.

We looked into each other's eyes, leaning forward and our tongues darted across the head of the toy, tasting his babies. He then put his hand on the back of my head and we both sucked the dildo clean.

When we were through he put on his boxers, soaked with my saliva and he sat on the toilet. His hat angled, his boots unlaced. Damn DAMN DAN!

"I'm not through. Get on your knees and suck out of Daddy's a***e."

I didn't waste anytime.

I started to gently kiss Bryson's nice, tight hole while he sat on the toilet with his hat angled on his head. He was smiling, anticipating my touch. My booty hole felt peaceful.

He smelled so good. Why was I shuddering, anticipating his orgasm? Why did I feed off the way his body arched and the serene look that befell his eyes? Why did he look deep into my eyes as if seeing my soul? He f***ked me so good I still felt his d***k in me, moving through me. becoming. One. Then two separate souls when he came.

Oh god I loved him. The instant my tongue touched his tight chocolate hole he squirmed from the pleasure, about to pass out. His eyes fluttered to the top of his head as my tongue surged into foreign lands because no one had ever eaten him out and that made this all the more beautiful. My heart hammering, I loved how I made him feel.

Absent-mindedly, he threw his legs back and when I started to tongue fu*k him he pushed me back and said, "Don't penetrate me.

I hate that sh*t. I'ma Top niggah. Suck my hole but if you even think about finger banging me or tongue lashing me I'ma f***k you up, Shawty. Ain't no secret bottom s***t happening with me."

Why was I smiling?
About a week had gone by. Bryson and I had been chilling for the most part, f***king all over town. In accordance with all the booty popping, Bryson has been getting to know me, which was weird. The average thug wanted your money, car and supply of weed.

But not Bryson.

He sold his own weed and had his own car.

This was refreshing.

I told him everything about me, my deepest fears and my soul. He listened effectively. He showed me respect without judgment. He respected the sanctity of my past and who I been with. He really wanted to know why my past relationships didn't work.

I told him everything. Even the time I cheated on one of my dudes because I found out he went behind my back and ate his ex's booty hole at a party we were at because old feelings surged and I caught them. I just never said anything and I never told him I saw them. I just gave his brother the best ass of his life and then bought some popcorn and a six pack of beer and called it a Blockbuster nigh.

I was starting to get addicted to him, yet when he asked me what was his favorite color I didn't have a clue. I was stuck. He looked me in the face while he drove his '79 Impala. Turning back to the road, he asked me again.

"Shawty, what's my favorite color?"

"Um..."

"Um is not a color," he said, lighting a black and mild. The sky was getting dark and the sky burst into purple and pinks as the sun faded. I closed my eyes.

He pat my leg and fondly squeezed, blowing smoke at me. "How big is my d***k?"

"Ten inches, three inches in diameter."

"What's my favorite position?"

"Me on my back with my legs pushed back while you're pounding me. You love mirrors. Watching yourself."

He wasn't smiling. "How do I like my d***k sucked?"

"Long, slow and deep. You hate the fast stuff."

OK. Where was he going with this? I hated being questioned. In fact I felt like he was my parent and not my dude and I resented that s***t. I had my own problems. So he could just shut up, f***k me and leave it at that even though in my heart I wanted so much more with him. A home. Commitment. But it was too early for that.

"Do I kiss when I f***k?"

"Yes."

He flicked ashes in the ash tray, turning on Pac at a low volume. He was thinking, wrinkled forming on his forehead. "What's my favorite entertainer?"

"I don't know."

"What goals do I have in life?"

He was passing the Moody Drive Exit, 9 A. Or was it Allapattah, 112th Street? Hmm. Who cared.

"Baby."

"You're favorite color is Gray. Your mom used to wear a gray dress every Easter that reminded you of happiness. Your favorite singer is Patti Labelle. Somewhere Over the rainbow and You are my friend."

My mouth hung open. An attentive thug? Stop it I say!

He slowed down, as we approached a minor traffic accident. My heart was racing. I had a good dude.

He came to a complete stop and put the car in "park." He leaned over and gave me some tongue, rubbing my d***k, getting me hot. "Why do you know my di*k..." He gave me some more tongue. "More than you know me?"

I was breathless. Yes. Getting ready to get his pus*y.

He said, "Get out of my car."

"WHAT?"

He was like a complete stranger. Was he a psycho? "GET THE FU*K OUT MY FUCKING CAR!"

Alarmed, I looked around. I had never been put out of a car before. On the Turnpike.

Ten miles from home.

With no buses running up here.

"You can't be serious. I'm not..."

He opened the door, jumped out and ran to my side. His dreads swinging. Opening the door, he took me by the arm and snatched me out, pushing me down the median.

I tumbled to the bottom.

Luckily it wasn't a far fall. I was in shock at his attack. He didn't give a f***k. He was shaking his head with his hand on his hip.

He pulled on the black and mild cigar. Laughing.

"When you learn my favorite color and goals call me. Until then. I am putting you on a schedule when it comes to this d***k. If I could write you a letter and open up to you then muthaf***ker learn about me."

He hopped in his car, put in reverse and backed up. When he had enough turning room, he illegally turned to the opposite side of the Turnpike and left me.

I was madder than a b***h!

I was walking along the Turnpike, mad as f***k. I blew Bryson's phone up, leaving him nasty messages.

He text me a few minutes later.

CALM DOWN, B***H! THAT'S STILL MY ASS. GET TO KNOW ME LIKE I KNOW YOU.

I turned the phone off. I was screaming into the sky and throwing a closed fist.

Calling him every name in the book. It took me an hour to walk home.

When I did approach my crib his car was in my parking lot. He was looking all sexy, sitting on the Hood, smoking a blunt, blasting GET THIS Patti Labelle's You Are my Friend.

I forgave him instantly.

But I didn’t make it easy for him. My legs felt like they were about to fall off and my heart was pounding. My draws were wet with sweat and my toes felt like they were sawed off.

“How was the walk?” he asked, grinning, his eyes sparkling.

I walked up to him. My house keys were on the trunk by him. I scooped them up.

He reached out to brush my cheek and I slapped his hand so hard his nuts slapped together.

I walked past him.

“Yo. What the f*ck. I know you heard me. You’re hitting me, b***h?”

I walked up to my door, yawning. I was tired.

He was pissed. Ask me do I give a sh*t. “YO!”

I opened the door and walked inside.

“YOU IGNORING ME?”

I slammed the door.

He was pounding on it. He hated when his control was compromised. Well he should have thought about that before he kicked me out the car.

Was he crazy? What if I was killed or raped? He thought nothing of me. And why? Because I was sprung on his d*ck? Well stop sliding it all up in me and we wouldn’t have that problem.

“Bi*ch open the goddamn door!”

I opened the blinds, taking off my pants. Leaving on my shirt. I kicked my pants and draws by the couch. The AC felt cool against my wet skin.

He was at the window. D*ck hard as hell. I turned and walked to the bathroom, making sure this ass bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.

He’s pounding on the window.

“I want my p*ssy!”

I grabbed the toy from under the sink and whistled while I t’worked to the refrigerator. I opened it, took out the strawberries and closed it, strutting my stuff back to the couch.

Setting the fruit on the low table next to the KY jelly, I lay on it, spreading my legs, staring him in the eyes, licking my lips. Giving him a shot of this pretty pink chocolate pu*sy.

Pu*sy real good, Daddy.

I slid my finger inside of me, propped up against the arm of the chair.
Bryson’s face was a twisted mask of anger.

“You gonna act like you don’t hear me?”

His d*ck was about to break out of his zipper like escaped convicts.
I pulled my finger from my tight bussy, my walls so tight I felt them sliding. I sucked it down my throat, taking a strawberry from the package and rubbing it all over my bussy, my toes curling.

Sweet, sweet pus*y.

He was pulling out his d***k in broad daylight. Thank God I had huge trees in the front yard, cut the neighborhood visual in half by 70%.

I got up, grabbed the sharpie and turned on Plies. Get you Wet. Loud. Bass thumped all over my nipples, slid down my tummy, swirled around my hips, gyrated across my sweet cakes and thumped in the center of my boy pus*y.
I wrote on the window. Big letter.

YOUR GOAL IS TO GET THIS P*SSY. AND YOU CAN’T. TAKE YOUR THUG ASS HOME, NIGGAH.

“I’m fuk you up Niggah!”

I was slow grinding, rubbing my chest, licking my lips to Plies, getting my bussy wet. Was that Neyo singing? One of those R&B crooners.

I bent over and touched my toes, my a***e facing the window.

“I’m gonna break this fuking glass!”

I got on my hands and knees like I was Beyawnsay in the Kitty Kat video. My booty cheeks bouncing as I crawled to the chair. Back on it I go. I spread my legs. Picked up the toy. Sucked on it, rolling my tongue across the plastic mushroom head.

Oooh.

He spit in his hand, lathering his di*k. I shuddered. I wanted it but I had to teach him a lesson. Bottoms, your Top wanna show his ass in public when he didn’t like nothing in or by his ass, show your di*k to him from time to time.

I was being a complete d*ck.

I slid the toy in my bussy, my tight walls shooting pain through my body but I was a real bottom, a s***tty ass b***h for this plastic goddamn di*k.
Take my bussy, you plastic fu*k,

In and out it goes, all nine inches slowly and gradually inhabiting my tight cave like a bear in hibernation.

Tears fell from my eyes and I cocked my bussy towards the window, so he could see the toy going in and out of what he wasn’t gonna get for a week.

Goddamn. My toes curled, my nuts laying heated on my thigh. Felt so incredible. I slid it in further…

“Oh, sh*t. Sh*t, fuk me Plies, get it wet daddy. Sh*t, my man made me walk home. Trippin’! He ain’t getting this sweet, sweet little nookie tonight.”

I was brushing my prostate, the male G spot and my breathing came in short gasps, my mouth wide open.

Bryson was bent at the knees, his baggy jeans falling down his well sculpted body.

He was beating his meat, choking the sh*t out that goddamn chicken.

Bryson said, “Baby I’m sorry! Open the door! I want my bussy!”

I turned on the button and the toy started humming against my male clit deep in my ass. I had to check up on this bussy, dip it, pop it, t’work, stop it, dip it low, dip it down slow, take it back, Ho, look back at it and something broke free and I fell on the floor, digging in my sweet, sweet boy bussy and I came all over my thigh and stomach.

I couldn’t contain myself. “OH SH*T! OH SH*T!”

I took the toy out and sucked my bussy down my throat. Hints of strawberry. A touch of sweat. I wiped up my cum, looked Bryson deep in his painful eyes (he was hurt) and swallowed my seeds like I’m Janet swallowing spiders in Son of***Gun.

HA HA HOO HOO PUT ME OUT YOUR CAR, BOO GREEDY GREEDY THOUGHT YOU’D SHOW YOUR ASS AND GET MY BUSSY TOO!

NOT!

Struggling to stand up. I picked up another strawberry and enticed it with my tongue, head lowered, eyes looking up at Bryson.

His d***k hanging, he had a vulnerable look on his face.

“Open the door. I love you. I wanna be in you. Please baby. Come fu*k my di*k. I’m sorry. I was a fool for making you walk. B***h I’ma piss deep in that bussy! Open the door.” I walked towards the window.

“There you go.” He’s grinning, taking off his jacket and shirt in public. Bryson didn’t give a fu*k.

“I love you boo,” I said.

“I love you, Niggah. I’ma fu*k you all night.”

“It’s 6 p.m.”

“So what? Roll up my blunt, hit the Goose and you’re getting intoxicated di*k tonight.”

“I know I am.”

I dangled his keys in his face. His mouth fell open. Licking my tongue at him, I closed the blinds.

“GOOD NIGHT! WALK HOME!”

And I locked the door, went to my room, closed and locked the door, and took my ass to bed early.

When your Top shows his ass and wanna act grand lock his ass out your crib, open your blinds, fu*k that boy pus*y with a dildo bigger than his di*k and call it a night.

Bottoms Rule, Tops!

A few weeks later I was at home, bored. I had the day off and I didn't have anything to do. I talked to Bryson a few times. It took him a while to get over me keeping his keys, but he learned a valuable lesson. You never know when the tables will be turned on you.
Before we hung up he said, “I love you, shawty.”

“I love you too.”

“I love you because you know how to keep our business private.”

I swallowed hard. “I appreciate that baby.”

“Most Niggahs tell their friends all their business. One of the reasons I love you is because you keep our sh*t private. You don’ tell nobody. I admire that shawty.”

“Thank, baby.”

“Strip of those panties and that T-shirt. I’m ‘bout to phone fuk you before I cum over and finish the job.”

I took off my lace panties with the quickness. He loved seeing me in panties. Not often, but when I do his d*ck is harder than a blind man doing Chinese arithmetic standing on his head.

And we had phone sex a few hours ago. Good phone bone. Damn. He made that type of weird s***t so much fun.

My friend was online. He hit me up. I needed someone to talk to.

blackinches1345 [7:46 P.M.]: hey. I meant to ask you. Does your man mind you telling me all his business. His name and sh*t?

down_souff_nigg [7:47 P.M.]: Sup my NIGGAH!! Naw he shouldn’t mind (I LIED)

blackinches1345 [7:47 P.M.]: just chillin man, u?

down_souff_nigg [7:48 P.M.]: Same here dawg, listening to 50 Cent's P.I.M.P.

blackinches1345 [7:48 P.M.]: lol y?

down_souff_nigg [7:49 P.M.]: Just playing it, lol, thinking about Bryson Daniels and the fact that I'm addicted to the d***k

blackinches1345 [7:49 P.M.]: lol damn boy

down_souff_nigg [7:49 P.M.]: I’m HOOKED

blackinches1345 [7:49 P.M.]: damn lol

down_souff_nigg [7:50 P.M.]: He woke me up this morning eating me out and then before I could even catch my breath he slid the Jimmy on the Johnson and the niggah slow grinded in my tunnel like the head of his d***k was Carrie Anne trying to find the light

blackinches1345 [7:50 P.M.]: damn boy

down_souff_nigg [7:51 P.M.]: Tell me about it dawg. He is the best thing that happened to my life. Ever since I read that letter he has been there for me. I normally catch the bus to school. He drives me. And today he let me drive the car. He said he don't let nobody drive his auto.

blackinches1345 [7:51 P.M.]: ohh wow

down_souff_nigg [7:51 P.M.]: He cooked for me for lunch today, lol some corn dogs and fries, and he looked a hot mess doing it. Dreads stuffed a Bob Marley wool cap, blunt dangling from his thick lips like a Kool cigarette.

I wasn't going to tell his ass Bryson put me out his car and made me walk home and I still gave him his ass later on that night, make up sex. He made me come without touching myself.

blackinches1345 [7:52 P.M.]: awww

down_souff_nigg [7:52 P.M.]: He put flour on the corn dogs at first and I was laughing, still in a robe and he got all mad, like "niggah why you laughing, I can cook," and I was like "Yea right, Baby, you put flour on chicken, not corn dogs it got its own bread." And that niggah was hot

down_souff_nigg [7:54 P.M.]: Then he put butter in the grease, he poured the old fish grease Mama keeps in a container under the counter and I was laughing and he was like "Yooooo dude stop f***king laughing," but I couldnt I fell out the chair, pointing at him and laughing and he got all mad with me so I hugged him from the back and he pushed me off saying "Don't touch me."

blackinches1345 [7:54 P.M.]: lol

down_souff_nigg [7:55 P.M.]: And I was like Awwwww the baby mad with me, and I squeezed his ass and he turned around, unzipped his pants put flour on his d***k and he was like "I can put flour on this corndog," and I took it into my mouth, sucking him long, deep and slow. The flour was nasty so I got the strawberry jelly out the fridge, the one Mama said don't open and I colored his nuts and his d***k with it

blackinches1345 [7:55 P.M.]: lol wow

down_souff_nigg [7:56 P.M.]: and I rubbed some on my a***e and I took off the robe, lay on my back and he f***ked me in the mouth while he pulled my legs back behind his arms and sucked on my hole, tongue f***king me Dawg tears ran from my face Dawg he is such an amazing lover, he then took one of the frozen corn dogs and he slow grinded it into me, tonguing my hole and the ice against my rectum made me scream from pleasure

down_souff_nigg [7:58 P.M.]: he f***ked the s***t outta me, had me trembling on the floor while the fish grease popped in the pot...some fell on me, but it was a pleasurable sting, then he stood up, fried the corn dog he f***ked me with, pulled me up to my feet, and sucked on my neck as he put on the jimmy and went up in me. I was holding the edge of the stove while he was f***king me from the back, swinging those hips. I was looking at his ass cheeks open and close and his nuts dancing from the mirror on the wall in the dining room...

down_souff_nigg [7:59 P.M.]: He pounded me so hard Dawg, my ass cheeks were Jell-o's cousin today just jiggling baby...and when he was about to nut he pulled out, snatched off the condom, put his hand flat on my back, pushed me forward and nutted on my ass, rubbing it in. When the corn dog was done he let it cool off and he fixed some fries, sat at the dining table

down_souff_nigg [7:59 P.M.]: And he bit into it, told me to come to him and he used his tongue to pus***t into my mouth and we ate the corn dog he f***ked me with. I was all nasty, like Ewww Dawg you ate that?"

down_souff_nigg [8:00 P.M.]: And he smiled like a kid in the candy store, turning on some Pac. Ambitions of a Rider. Bobbing his head and rolling another blunt (with Swisher Sweet paper, he taught me), he said, "That's the best corn dog I ever ate."

down_souff_nigg [8:00 P.M.]: Phew what a day dawg. What a goddamn day!

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