Slim🖤
"Treat me like a lady, fuck me like a thot."
"Ouuu Tay," Slim moaned out as she was being fucked from the back.
"Mhm, lemme hear that shit." He smirked.
"Keep fucking me like thatuhhh.."
She listened as he let out a groan, letting her know that he was close.
"Cum fa me." He said as he sped up his pace.
"I'm cumming, Tay!"
"Fuck.." He groaned, releasing in the condom.
Slim fell onto the bed as Tay pulled out.
"Lemme spend the night." Tay said as he came out of her bathroom.
Slim immediately shook her head, "No sir.. I got work in the morning."
"And? Imma be out yo place by then."
Slim shook her head as she propped herself onto her knees and kissed his cheek.
"Maybe next time, okay baby?"
She watched as the frown on his face turned into a small smile.
"Alright, hmm." He said smacking her ass and handing her a stack.
Slim never asked for the money, but Tay always gave it every time he saw her. Even without sex.
Tay was a Respiratory Therapist she'd met at her old job. He always tried to get with her, but she didn't like to mix business with personal relationships. So up until she quit, she always curved him.
Now, they were friends with added benefits.
"Have a good night." She smiled as he walked out of her room.
Once her shower finished, and she was ready for bed. She turned the TV on to watch S.W.A.T.
"Ouuu I need a blunt." She smiled, going into her drawer for a pre rolled blunt.
After a few puffs, she was horny again, which kind of made her regret sending Tay away.
But clearly he hadn't fully satisfied her.
She sighed before pulling out her phone and opening the Twitter app.
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"What y'all raggedy hoes talm bout?" Slim smiled as she got on live.
"Girl, they asking if you pregnant." Dior said.
Slim shook her head, "I don't know pregnancy.. and she don't know me."
"I know that's right, we got things to do before that." Dior said.
_.cash wyo pretty?
randomho oop @cierramaree 👀👀
randombitch cash & slim would be cute!!!
cierramaree joined
"Girl who that?" Slim asked Dior.
"Ion know, who you is CierraMaree?" Dior said as the live numbers continued to jump.
cierramaree Add me! Since a hoe wanna play.
"A hoe?!?" Slim laughed as she added the girl to her live.
"Oh bitch it's you." Slim shook her head, seeing it was the same girl from the clinic.
"Yea it's me, you fucking my man? You know he got a family." Cierra spoke.
"I don't know shit about you, your man, or your fuck ass family. I don't fuck wit no one." Slim said.
"Okay Bitch watch how you step to me."
"Hoe send the address then, cause I'll run to you real quick." Slim said.
Cierra's face immediately disappeared as she dropped off the live.
"Oh please." Dior laughed.
random @cierramaree Didn't you get yo ass beat once by Cash sister? Stop claiming him!! And How y'all gotta family and the baby not his?
"Oop, well it's time for me to get off here." Slim said after reading the comment.
Dior watched as she ended the live before bursting into laughter.
"Instagram real messy sometimes."
"I'm saying." Slim shook her head.
The two sat on Dior's couch for another hour, until Red got home with his friends, which included Cash.
"Bald headed ass hoes." Red said as he sat beside Dior.
"Hmm, so I know you seen us arguing witcho baby mama." Slim said as Cash sat there quietly beside her.
"Not my baby mama." He said.
"That's not what she saying.."
He squinted his eyes at her, "That's what I'm telling you."
"Mmm." Slim sounded.
"You was there when we took the test, I got the results." He said.
Slim ignored him, "Ion care.. just don't have your bm speaking to me crazy."
Cash had no response, so the two sat there in silence.
"Come take a ride wimme." Cash said as he let her go, and stood up.
"I'm good." She told him.
"Come ride wimme." He repeated.
She watched as he walked out the front door, before she quickly followed after him.
She spotted a green Hellcat SRT that Cash had already started.
"Mhmmm," She happily walked to the car and slid into the seat.
Once her seatbelt was on, he pulled out of the driveway.
The two rode in silence as Cash left the neighborhood.
"Where we going?" Slim asked.
"To grab some food, then my place." He told her.
"Hmm, did you ask me?"
He glanced at her as they reached a red light.
"You hungry? You tryna chill at my crib?"
She pretended to think about it, "Hmmm.. what we eating?"
"I ordered some hibachi online."
"A chicken dinner?" She asked.
"Nah, shrimp.. I could change it tho." He told her.
She shook her head, "Shrimp's fine."
"Ight."
"Okay! I will eat with you and I accept the invite to your home." She said.
He chuckled as the light finally changed.
"Ight, ma."
"You got my Instagram.. lemme get yo number." She said.
"I found yo instagram.. so find my number." He said.
She turned up her lip as she looked at him.
"Boy fuck you- I'm just playing ma, it's 704..."
Once his number was in her phone, she smiled.
"Yo smile pretty." He said, looking out his peripheral.
"I think yo dick pretty." She told him.
He chuckled and shook his head as he pulled into the restaurant parking lot.
"The food should be ready, go pay wit my card." He said placing it in her lap.
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"Why it's so black in here?.." Slim frowned as she walked into his high rise penthouse.
Cash chuckled as he closed and locked the door behind them.
"That's how I like it."
"Hmm," she sounded as she walked to his kitchen table so she could eat.
"You could come sit and eat onna couch." He told her.
She nodded before taking the food into the living room.
Once she settled onto the couch, she began eating, but soon stopped once she saw that he wasn't.
"You're not gonna eat?"
He shook his head, "I'm not hungry."
Slim frowned before she rested her food down and opened his plate.
"Hmm, open." She said, holding the fork with fried rice.
"Eat yo food, I'm straight."
"Ja'More." She gave him a stern look, to which he ignored.
"..wait til I know yo name." He said mugging her.
The two connected eyes, and started a staring contest until Cash lost.
"Good?" She asked as he accepted the food.
"It's good."
Slim ended up feeding him the whole plate, before she finished her own.
The two were now laid out on the couch with Cash's head in her lap.
For some reason he felt a certain calm when being around her. It was kind of scaring him, since he didn't really know her well.
"My name is Kiamantè.." she spoke as she played in his hair.
"Ghetto ass name." He said, causing her to gasp.
"It is not."
"Yo mama must be named Kia.."
He chuckled as Slim fell silent, "That's what I thought."
"The hell is Ja'More.. you didn't even need no damn apostrophe in there."
"My shit fye." He defended.
She laughed before removing her hand to grab her phone.
"What you doing?" He asked reaching for her hand.
"Getting my phone."
"Use yo other hand, and leave that one where it's at."
She laughed before placing her hand in his hair again.
"You do retwists" He asked.
Slim immediately shook her head, "Oh no ion do no type of hair."
"Yo shit always look good tho."
"I go to the professional." She told him.
"..What yo natural hair like? It's short or long? Yo dyed it?" He asked.
"Holon." She told him.
"This a few months ago.. then I cut it again and dyed it."
"You real beautiful, you know that?"
Slim lightly blushed, "I know, thank you.. I cut my hair because for a minute I was equating my beauty based off the length of it..."
"Nah, you pretty wit the wigs, the short hair, allat." Cash told her.