Raunchy 2 (93 page)

At Bernie’s

Mad Max wasn’t feeling me dissing them for a girl again. I’d gotten with so many bitches since Glitter died that they felt I was doing too much. To me it felt liberating, not to give a fuck about what a bitch said or thought. I was fucking more bitches then them and that was the bottom line. I’d lick a few pussies, finger ‘em and rub my joint on they shit through my boxers to bust a nut. I wasn’t sure if any of the bitches I’d been with after the crash knew I was a girl and I had all intentions of keeping it that way.

Kali and Bernie wasn’t home when I walked in the house with Denise and I was glad because I really wanted to be alone. We were on the couch kissing so hard my lips felt swollen and cracked. Her kisses were sloppy, the way I liked it and they made my joint throb. She knew how to kiss and how to run her tongue into my mouth. Damn this bitch turned me on.

The only problem was every time we got deep into it, Denise would try to touch my body but I didn’t let her. Sometimes with them other bitches I’d let them run their hands over my chest. Now I don’t have no big chest or nothing like that, but I know some of them broads may have known I was a girl when they touched me but didn’t care. I didn’t care either because I was trying to cum. So if they started screaming about me being a girl instead of a nigga I’d just leave. Luckily that never happened after Amber. But this girl…Denise…I was conscious about. I liked her already, and for the first time since Amber, I think I was in love and I wanted her to love me back. So I had to be careful to keep my secret. Careful to not let her touch me even though I wanted nothing more.

“You got a condom?” She asked sliding out of her jeans, followed by her red panties. Her pink pussy opened in front of me like a rose. She was dripping wet. “I wanna feel you inside of me.”

I leaned in. “Let me eat that first.” I said licking my lips. “We can fuck later.”
“Please say you got a condom though,” she begged. “I wanna fuck you so bad, Wags. Eating pussy is okay, but if you want me to get mine, daddy, I’ma need that dick.”
“You don’t like your pussy ate?” I asked sticking a finger in her pussy as I looked into her eyes.
“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned moving her hips. “Yeah I like it, sometimes. But I need dick in my life. If you can’t fuck me right,” she moaned again, “then you can’t do shit for me, baby.” Then she looked at me seductively as I placed four fingers in her pussy. “You can fuck me right can’t you, Wags?”
“When I give you this dick, you gonna know it.”
She opened her legs wider and I had all four fingers inside of her and a thumb.
“Ball up your fist, Wags.”
I did.
“Fist me, baby. Fist me hard too.”
I ain’t never have no bitch this wild. My boys were not gonna believe this shit. So I fisted her ass as hard as I could. Everything but my wrist was in that pussy and she was loving it.
I got on the floor and placed a pillow between my legs as I fisted her harder. Then I moved my joint on the pillow as I looked at her wet pussy like it was a good movie. The more she moaned the wetter my joint got.
“Yes, daddy! Fist me! Fist me like I like it.”
I pounded her harder and harder until her cum dripped all on the couch and I busted a nut on myself using the pillow.
She opened her eyes and looked at me. “I see you’ve done that before.”
I really hadn’t. “Yeah.”
Then she reached for my chest and I grabbed her wrists again. Even though I wore a sports bra and my breasts weren’t that big, I knew if she felt them she’d be able to tell the curse I was forced to live with…that I was a girl.
“I ain’t trying to treat you like no slut and fuck you on the first night. So let me eat that pussy.”
She smiled and said, “Since you made me bust once it’s cool.” She paused. “But remember, if we gonna have fun I need to fuck.”
“I got that.”
“Alright…you pop pills?”
“Naw.”
“You wanna try?”
I shrugged because all I wanted to do was taste her. And if that meant I’d have to pop a pill than so be it, that’s exactly what I was going to do. “Yeah. Whatever.”
She reached in her jeans, and gave me a pill. I swallowed it with the Hennessey on the table and waited for it to take hold. And instead of swallowing hers, she rose up off the couch and stuffed the pill in her ass.
“What you just do?” I frowned.
“You never heard of that?”
“Naw.”
“It’s call shafting.” She smiled. “And it gets me really horny.”
When she said that the feeling from the pill I took was starting to take over me. I felt hornier than ever. Stuff moved in slow motion and I felt tingly all over. So I spread her legs apart and licked her pussy softly but she moved to pull me on top of her again. She made it known she wanted to fuck.
“Please fuck me, Wags.”
“Not today.” I pushed her legs open and ate her pussy harder.
She touched my arms and her touch felt different. More heightened and it got me hornier. This pill was the truth. Now she was moaning so heavily that I knew she was about to cum.
“Take your cap off,” she begged. “I wanna feel that head.”
“Naw, ma. I don’t take my cap off for nobody.”
I don’t know what it was, but for some reason, I wanted her to be my new girl. I was in love with her and I knew with some more time I could get her to love me back.
“Don’t stop, Wags,” she said. “Keep licking that shit. You feel so good. I wanna cum in your mouth.”
Once I located the tip of her clit I flicked my tongue over and over as she grew wetter. Then I put my fingers in her pussy and fisted her as I licked it. She was going crazy and I loved it. I rubbed my joint harder on the pillow and busted another nut. And then another. This was the best sex I ever had with a pillow, ever.
“Damn, your pussy taste so sweet.” I told her.
“You ‘bout to make me come, daddy. Keep licking that shit right there.”
She gripped one of the pillows on the sofa as I stayed on her clit.
“Baby, I’m about to cum, you wanna see me squirt?”
“Hell yeah.”
I backed up but kept my fist inside of her and white shit shot out of her clit. Damn that shit was sexy! I ain’t never see no shit like that before.
“That was so fucking good,” she said breathing heavily.
“You tasted so good.” I took my fist out of her and licked her clit one last time.
I slid up on top of her body and lay my head on her chest. Her breaths were heavy and she wrapped her arms around my body.
“You know how to do that shit too good.” She said. “You know, eating my pussy.”
“I think that’s a compliment.”
“It is.” She laughed. “But you sure you ain’t got no small dick?”
I rose up and looked into her eyes, making sure to keep my voice deep and my cap down. “Fuck no! Why you ask me some shit like that?”
“Because most boys who can lick pussy real good can’t fuck and got a small ass dick.” She paused. “And I need dick.” She said. “I can’t even see how these bitches be fucking with each other out here. There’s too much dick in the world. And if a nigga gonna rope me he got to fuck me twenty-four seven, ya heard?”
“Let’s just say when its time for me to dig into that pussy, I’ll make you eat your mothafuckin’ words.” She giggled. “Now open back up. I’m trying to lick that pussy again.”
The next morning when I woke up I was lying on top of her body and she was snoring. But for some reason I could feel her body move lightly even though she was dead sleep. When I turned around, I saw Kali had his fingers in her pussy as he was beating his own dick.
“What the fuck?”
“Shhhhhhhh.” He said putting his finger over his lips. “I’m almost done.”
I turned back around. It was gross enough seeing my father’s dick but now he was fingering my girl. I know I should have woken her up to tell her what my pops was doing but I didn’t want to run the risk of losing her. So I stayed on top of her until the small jerks of him finger fucking her stopped all together.
When he was done he smelled his fingers, smiled and walked into the kitchen to wipe his hands. I followed him.
“What did you just do that for?” I frowned.
The moment I stood up my stomach churned. Alcohol stopped giving me hangovers like this a long time ago. I would always feel a major headache in the morning but never a stomach churn this badly. I went into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. Every time I tried to approach him about what he did to my girl, I’d throw up again. It took me about fifteen minutes to get my shit together. It had to be the pill and I wasn’t fucking with it again. Ever.
I walked back into the kitchen, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and whispered, “Why would do some shit like that? And where is Bernie?”
“She ain’t here,” he said grabbing a beer out of the refrigerator. “And as far as me playing in your girl’s pussy, you brought her in my house without asking, so that means I can do what and whoever I want.”
“But that’s my girlfriend. And I love her.”
“I thought you said your girlfriend was killed.”
“That’s my new girl.”
He shook his head. “And you can keep her,” he smiled slyly. “I wasn’t trying to take her from you. I just was taste testing.” He smirked. “And she was getting wet as shit too. I don’t know, son, but I think she knew your pops was up in that shit.”
“Don’t ever do no shit like that to her again. I’m feeling her.”
He laughed. “You real mad.”
“I’m serious!” I yelled.
He wasn’t laughing anymore. “Consider it done. But never bring somebody in my house without asking. We got that bitch downstairs and don’t need no unwanted company in here.”
“Okay. I’m sorry.” I said wishing my stomach would stop swirling.
“You look fucked up,” he opened the refrigerator and handed me a beer. “Drink this. You’ll feel better in no time.”
Eager to get this sick feeling away I drunk half of the beer. “Oh, and that money you gave me the other day is fake.”
“I know.” he laughed.
“What you mean you know?”
“That’s why we grabbed Jace’s bitch. Had he given me the money he owed, I would’ve never been out of my cash.”
“Why he owe?”
“Because this nigga name Massive was after him heavy. His father Rick couldn’t stop him from coming at his son and he couldn’t protect himself. I took care of it though. The same nigga who was trying to kill him helped me escape from prison.”
“You escaped.”
He smiled. “They don’t know I escaped because there was a fire and we placed somebody with my body size in my prison uniform. So they think I’m dead and the grilled dead nigga escaped.”
“That’s the escape shit I been hearing on the news?”
“Yes.” I was so interested now. My pops was go hard. “And you better keep that between us. I got something over you,” he said referring to Amber, “and you got something over me.”
“Now since this money is fake, I can’t make no moves. So either he gonna give me what he owe, or his bitch is as good as dead.”
“How much he owe?”
“Half of million dollars. Although the price may go up.”
When he said that Denise woke up and covered her pussy with one of the couch pillows. She looked directly at my pops and smiled. I think he was right. I think she knew he finger fucked her earlier.
“Morning.” She smiled looking at me. “Hope I didn’t get you in trouble.” She looked at pops again.
“Naw. You good.” He said putting his finger under his nose so I could see him. Then he smacked me on my back. “But you gotta go now. Me and my…”
“Son!” I said before he said anything else.
He looked at me slyly and said, “Like I said, me and my son got shit to talk about.” Then he looked at me. “Give her cab money so she can go home.”
“I drive. But thanks anyway.”
He smiled. “I’m going downstairs, son.” Then he whispered in my ear. “I’ll be back upstairs in five minutes. I’m about to go downstairs and get some of Jace’s girl’s pussy.”