Smoke
"Bruh, what happened to you the other day?" Dave asked.
"My bad foo. Something came up and I had to take care of dat first. Time got away from me after that." I explained.
I'd met Dave out at our spot. I knew that he'd bring it up some time had passed since I'd saw him.
"It's all good. Everything good witchu?"
"Yeah, everything good man. What was that thing you needed me to do?" I asked.
"It's aite. I took care of it, but Roller throwing a party tonight. You coming wit me?" Dave asked.
I stared silently for a moment knowing that Roller was the type of nigga that didn't throw a party unless drugs, hoes, and shameful activity was involved.
"Uh, yeah.... I'll go. I can't stay long though."
"Oh, you got something better to do nigga? We usually stay out at the party til 2am." Dave said.
"Bruh, I just ain't feeling it dis time dats all."
Dave squinted at me before rubbing his chin.
"You must got a lil shorty back at home or sum?"
I didn't want to reveal to him that I was seeing Doe, yet. I wasn't gon' say nun til she was ready. We ain't even have a title on each other so we didn't know what we were yet.
"Nah, bruh. I don't." I said.
"Then what's the issue?" Dave asked.
"Nothin, I'm tripping. I'll go, but you sure Karen gon' go fah you staying out dat late at a party?"
"Nah, I'm leaving at midnight. I don't need bae worrying fah shit. But yeen got no attachments so I figured you'd be the one to hold it down fah the rest of the two hours while I'm gone." Dave said.
"Fasho, what time it start?"
"You know his parties don't start no later than 9pm foo." Dave said.
"Bet. I'll be there." I assured him.
"That's wassup. I'll see you later then nigga." Dave said, dapping me up.
He and I parted ways as I went back to my car. I sat there for a few moments and just thought about what was gon' happen tonight. Roller was a cool nigga. He'd been apart of the gang fah some time now. The only thing that was wrong with his parties was dat he always had the finest women there. I almost always ended up sleeping with one.
I knew tonight had to be different. My biggest fear was hurting Dorinda. She was my biggest supporter especially with me revealing to her my secret. I couldn't let her down. She believed in a nigga dats all I ever wanted. Just someone to really believe in and have faith in me.
Pulling off, I decided to head to Doe's house. Usually I wouldn't just pop up and I'd always call first, but I needed to see her. Once I got there I knocked on her door, then waited. She opened the door a few moments later and man was she so gorgeous.
"Maurice, babe. What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you." Dorinda said.
"What you doing all dressed up ma? Where you finna go?" I asked.
Brushing some of her hair out of her face, she looked at me.
"I was going to go to dinner with my sisters."
"Dressed like that? Nah, where you really going?" I asked.
"You think I'm lying?" Dorinda asked.
"I don't think you being truthful. We not keeping secrets in this rela- whatever this is. So, Ima ask you again. Where you going dressed like that?"
Dorinda sighed before looking at me.
"Okay, I'm going to meet Greg then I'm going to dinner with my sisters."
I looked at her silently for a moment.
"Why you lie?" I asked.
"I didn't lie. I just didn't tell the whole truth."
"Oh okay." I nodded before turning around to leave.
Grabbing my arm, Dorinda stopped me.
"Look, I'm sorry. Please, don't leave. I didn't tell you about Greg because I know how you are about me especially when it comes to him. I'm sorry baby. Don't be mad." Dorinda said, brushing my face softly.
"Why you going ta meet dat nigga fah? Da fuck you and him got to talk about?" I asked.
"Well, he called me and said that he wanted to talk. I was going to tell him that I wanted a divorce again. The first time I said it he didn't take me seriously. He said that I didn't have anyone to go to because I'm old and washed up, and I just-"
She stopped and fanned her eyes. I could tell that his words really got to her.
"I'm sorry, I am not trying to cry. It just still hurts, you know? I expected more out of him considering how long we've been together, but I guess that's what I get for marrying him without really getting to know him. He's an asshole. I was going to show him what he would be missing out on. He doesn't deserve me or my body anymore. He can be with that new bitch that's apparently his new favorite thing." I could hear the pain in her voice with each word she said.
Grabbing her neck softly, I stared into her eyes before leaning in and whispering in her ear.
"Well, let's give him something to look at."
"What are you doing?" Dorinda whispered.
I kissed her as my other hand went down to her ass and squeezed. She moaned into my mouth as she placed her hand on my face. Our tongues wrestled as we kissed sloppily. After a moment, I pulled away tugging on her lip.
"Where yo phone bae?" I asked.
"It's um.... it's over on the table." Dorinda said, hot and bothered.
"Follow me." I grabbed her hand and led her over to the couch.
I was sick of this nigga making her feel like shit. It was time he got a dose of his own medicine.
I grabbed her phone as I kissed her again. She kissed me deeper as she got lost in the kiss. I lifted her dress over her ass as I slid her panties off of her and dropped my boxers and my jeans. Bending her over the couch, I slipped into her making us both moan. I grabbed her phone and pressed record before I started knocking her shit out.
"Fuck, go deeper daddy." Dorinda moaned.
"Like this bae?" I grabbed her hips and thrusted deeper making us both moan.
"Fuck, yes! Ugh, give it to me!"
Grabbing her hands, I locked them with mine as I created a rhythm making our skin smack harshly against each other's.
"Gahdamn, you feel so fucking good. You got that good shit. Who's pussy is this?" I asked, smacking her ass.
"Shit, it's yours! Fuck me!" Dorinda screamed.
Reaching forward, I played with her clit as I continued my insanely deep strokes driving her crazy. Her nails dug into the couch as her moans echoed throughout the room.
"Daddy, making you feel good ma?" I grunted.
"Shit, s-so good! Don't stop! Mmmm!" Dorinda moaned.
She was so wet you could hear the sound of her ass clapping back on my dick. The way she felt it was getting hard to focus on anything except the task at hand, but I managed. I grabbed her throat as I tongued her down and continued stroking. After a few more final strokes we both climaxed immensely. She kissed me sloppily before I pulled out and turned the video off.
After we calmed down and fixed our clothes I kissed her once more. Handing her phone to her, I then looked at her.
"Now, he has something to look at."
"What did you do?" Dorinda asked.
"Go to your gallery. If the nigga get outta wack witchu pull it up and show him. I'm going to a party tonight with Dave. Text me if you need anything. Ima head out."
She kissed me once more before I left her house. Getting in my car, I knew that I would be fine tonight. On the way home she texted me.
Queen😍👑: You're so nasty. Thank you daddy, be safe
I chuckled then texted her back. Once I got home I took a shower then rested up until it was time for the party. I decided to write a song while I waited.
She say I think with my dick and she probably right
And it's Friday night
And he gon' do whatever when he feeling good
But girl I promise you that me and him are not alike
I swear he 'bout to be the death of me I can't fight it
And he gon' do whatever when he feel like it
I tried to teach him 'bout relationships and he don't like it
And he gon' go inside whoever when he feel invited
I had a conversation with him from the get go
He said: "Nigga calm down let me finish, yo
Don't understand why you acting like a bitch, though
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of sex, hoe
You ain't gotta stress yo"
My nigga, listen, you a part of me
You get me in trouble then you fall asleep
And all it takes is some liquor and some R&B
But you gon' fuck around and turn me into Charlie Sheen
"Look nigga, I've been getting teased while the guys get played
Sweating in your jeans all goddamn day
Tryna feel a little breeze you can get a little wet
Go swimming till she screams, make her feel it in her chest
Love a bitch that'll suck me and swallow your kids up
Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up
Then give a massage as I lay it down
Shit I could do this all night, I don't play around"
My nigga you don't ever take your time so it never lasts
You sabotage every chick I ever had
When you see another chick you say goddamn
The blood rushin' to your head and then you dive in
And you willin' to say whatever just to get some
You better hope that I don't ever fuckin' catch none
Cause you a dirty motherfucker you should listen to me
Or I'mma have to cut you off
Literally
I put my notepad down then sighed. Hopefully my dick wasn't an issue tonight. I knew myself and I knew how I was when I got around a fine ass girl.
Tonight hopefully things would be different.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
I'd been at the party for awhile and honestly I was getting ready to leave. Dave sat in the room with Roller smoking weed so I decided to join them. I could tell that most of them were out of it. Just when I was ready to leave I peeped this female staring at me hard and man she was fine.
Getting up, I decided to leave. She was giving me that look that let me know she wanted to fuck. As I headed out the door, she stood in front of me.
"Hey, I'm Jess. What's your name?"
"Not interested." I said. Tilting her head, she looked at me.
"Oh, you wanna play hard to get? You don't have to be that way. I don't bite unless you want me to." Jess said, biting her lip.
"Bruh, I gotta go. You fine and all but no."
"Are you sure you want to leave, because your body is saying a different story." I looked down and noticed that my dick had gotten hard.
"Wow... you have quite the package there. Why don't you let me take care of that for you." Jess said, rubbing my dick through my pants.
I groaned before moving her hand off of me.
"I'm not gon' fuck you. Leave me alone bruh."
Jess chuckled softly before going into her purse and grabbing her lipstick.
"You won't now, but you will. Here, take my number." She wrote her number on my hand with her lipstick.
I sighed then shook my head.
"Call me." She winked then walked away.
I quickly made my way out the door realizing if I didn't leave I'd do something stupid. Living with this addiction was hard. I knew that I had to defeat it if not I would end up hurting the one I truly cared about.
I had to get my shit together.