Bryson Lashun Potts
Sex was easy.
It is something that has a beginning and an end. Something you have a set goal at and you reach that goal after a small amount of time. Well if you fucking me it won't be a small amount of time, but shit.
"Right there daddy don't stop!" This hoe I was fucking moans.
I had forgotten her name halfway through this because in my head I was with the one girl who could make me bust like no other.
Sam.
That girl really did a number on me man. I've tried to fuck somebody/anybody else to get my mind off of her but when I get closer to cumming I always have my mind wonder back to her and then I get mad leading me to be aggressive. I was fucking these women like they wasn't shit
I wasn't like this before her. In high school people knew me as a goofy nice person but when I got on that beat I wasn't the same person. I started to rap about the life that I lived outside of the school, the street shit I was actually living not no biology class shit.
"I'm cumming!" The bitch under me screams. I grip her hips tighter drilling into her even more.
My eyes were trained on a particular spot on the wall where there was a brown stain. This room was fucking disgusting why would this bitch tell me to come here?
Her body shutters under me letting me know that she's finished, I pulled out of her with a wet limp dick and blue balls. The hoe I was fucking looks at it then back at me with a worried look on her face.
"Oh my god did you nut in me?! I'm bout to get a big ass pay day off this shit!" She was grinning like an idiot at the thought.
I roll my eyes at her while I pull my boxers back up then grab my jeans from the pile on the floor. "Nah stupid. I was in a condom and I didn't even nut. Now stay yo dirty ass in this little hotel room."
I throw on my t shirt then walk out making sure I got everything I came with, I refuse to have this grimy bitch thinking she can have anything I have with me. I need to stop fucking these gutter bitches when I travel.
Just as I close the door to my Rolls I get an incoming call from Kehlani. I set my phone in the cup holder then start the car driving off to the airport for my flight to Chicago.
"Hello?" I ask her as I pull out of the parking lot if the motel.
"Hey. I was calling to see if you still coming to my house this weekend." Lina says from the phone.
I think for a second. She did want everybody to come back to her house for a weekend, damn. How do I explain that I'm going to bust her sister open all weekend?
"I can't. I got a meeting with a producer in Chicago on Saturday. I can come over there next weekend." I explain to her.
"Why is everybody canceling on me? Do y'all not fuck with me? Is Chicago better than Ohio?" Kehlani asks sounding like she's about to cry.
I sigh rubbing my chin, "Girl shut that shit up. I'll come to your house for a whole week after the weekend is over." I try to reason with her.
