We shut the damn 40/40 down, then hung outside blazin’ and talkin’ shit to niggas who were tryna get at us. And a bitch was lit the hell up. Do you hear me? I’m talkin’ extra fucked up. At first we kept it cute, sippin’ from our glasses ’n shit, but after the fourth round, we tossed our glasses a...
Allstar asks, soundin’ kinda tight. Truth is the muhfucka probably is since I’ve been playin’ ’im to the left for the last two weeks. On some real shit, I just ain’t been feelin’ it. This whole baby situation gotta ho’s cage rattled. I’m startin’ to feel like I’m gettin’ into some shit way ova my...
The last thing I want is to be sucked into Persia’s contempt for her. To distract myself, I slide Marsha Ambrosius’ Late Nights, Early Mornings album into the CD player. I press the CD changer until I get to track 6. When “Lose Myself” starts playing, I sing along, turning off J.F. Kennedy Drive ...
the female voice on the other end of the phone says, breathing heavily. Her tone is lusty and thick with urgency. I’d know her warm, honey-coated voice anywhere. It’s Samantha Willis or, in this case, Invoice 21348 aka Miss Creamy. “Can I see you today?” “And what would you like, my darling?” My ...
That’s what I’m thinkin’ lyin’ here in bed. Man, listen, five days of bein’ confined and a muhfucka’s startin’ to get antsy. Cherry has been up underneath me, bouncin’ up and down on this dick practically e’ery damn three hours. Don’t get me wrong; keepin’ this cock coated is all good. But, damn…...
ad I placed late last night. My shit’s flooded with horny muhfuckas tryna get at some hard dick. Some of ’em about games, but there’s a lot more tryna get it in. It’s been four days since my first two eps ‘n’ I’m already feelin’ like I can really turn this shit into a money-maker. Yeah, muhfucka,...
I can feel his dick pressing into my abdomen. And the juices soaking through my black La Perla Brazilian briefs and glazing my heated cunt lips is evidence of how aroused I am. “I had a great weekend with you, baby,” he says before kissing my forehead. “I don’t know how I ever got to be so lucky ...
My thick, chocolate nipples are erect and ready for gentle licks from a soft, warm tongue. Oh God, how I need to be made love to. I’m so goddamn horny for more than what I’ve been getting. I love sex—lots of it. But I am sooooo not enjoying this shit. My neglected cunt lips and clit ache for more...
I glance at the screen, ready to send it straight to voicemail if it’s Felecia again, or Jasper. It’s neither. It’s Mona, Jasper’s cousin and my closest friend. In fact, she’s the reason I ended up with Jasper in the first place had she not introduced us. Mmmph. Twelve-and-a-half years ago. Time ...
12:22 A.M. I don’t believe this shit, I think, rolling my eyes up in my head. He has a cell phone—along with practically everyone else in the building—that he keeps hidden up in the ceiling of the halfway house because it’s considered contraband. Now he calls me around the damn clock, checking fo...
the bailiff says in a singsong voice, opening the back courtroom door. In walks this regal-looking sister with skin the color of dark fudge. The courtroom falls silent as she briskly makes her way toward the bench, her black judge’s robe swooshing behind her as she climbs up the stairs to the ben...