Shauna Diaries

The Beginning

My momma was real fucked up. And her momma was real fucked up. From generation to generation we all had fucked up mommas, but I didn't want that for my kids. Most people would be ashamed if their momma was a stripper and a hoe, but not me I admired her and wanted to be just like her. She worked at this strip club called Shaq's, a raggedy ass club where she met my daddy. My daddy was a pimp and he fucked just about every stripper that worked there. But my momma loved his ass to death even when he beat her. I never really understood their relationship, he would come to our house, eat up all our shit, fuck my momma, then they would argue, he'd fuck again, and I wouldnt see him for another month or so.

Whenever my daddy wasn't around my momma would fuck any man she saw. It was like Shaq's was a whore house because that's where she got all her clients. I remember every night around 4 o'clock in the morning I would hear her moaning, and hear the headboard banging against the wall. Sometimes I would even her the niggas moaning when she was giving them a blow job. She was a hoe, and she tried to be the best one she could be. And as soon as I turned sixteen I knew I was ready for this life too.

Omar Swanson was the first boy to have me. A couple months after my birthday we moved to some projects call Lake View, nothing but hoodrats and hoes, but my momma loved it there. Omar used to watch me go to school and sometimes he would make comments like "Damn you need to skip school" and "Let me see you out them school clothes". I would laugh and keep walking, but one day I didnt ignore him.

After school one day I walked up to him and told him to come to my apartment around 11 o'clock, because thats when my momma left for the club. He came that night and as soon as I opened the door we started kissing and soon we were naked in my bed. I never knew sex hurted so bad, but after a while I got used to the feeling and before long I was a pro. But like everything else it came with a price. Me and Omar had been fucking for probably a month when he gave me a s.t.d. In my little nieve mind I thought I was the only one, but I finally realized the truth when I was taking two or three trips to the clinic every two months. My momma ain't trip though, she just told me to use a rubber the next time I decided to fuck around. But me and her soon broke off after one little incident.

It was late at night and I was walking from my friend Kacy's house, which was right by mines. I walked in the house and I knew my momma was in there with somebody because I could hear her moaning and the headboard beating loud against the wall. I walked in my room and just as I was about to close the door I heard a familiar voice. It was Omar! I burst into the room and found her bent over while Omar was stroking her with all his might.

"What the fuck is this?" I said pissed off.

"What you mean what is this? I'm getting some dick, now go in yo room so I can finish my business, and so I can pay these bills" my momma said standing straight up, and beginning to kneel on her knees. I was speechless.

"Shauna if you not about to get down here and suck this dick and make this money close my fucking door and get in your bed." Momma said this time beginning to yell.

"Omar thats my fucking momma why the fuck are you in here?" I said.

"Baby everybody know yo momma is a hoe, and I love fucking you, but shit I love fuckin her too." he said grabbing his dick out my momma mouth and putting it in his pants.

"Now look what you did Shauna he ain't even in the mood to fuck nomore, I barely got any and yo ass in her asking questions. If you gone fuck make sure you aint fucking for free baby. Don't no nigga want no free pussy". She said grabbing her robe.

"Momma are you serious? Why would you fuck who I'm fucking? You know what dont answer that because I'm leaving". I slammed the door, went to my room, and started packing my shit.

I moved out and went to stay with this nigga named Ray that I had been fucking with for a little while. About a month after I moved in he told me either I'm gone pay some bills or I gotta get the fuck out. At first I was gone go tell him to fuck hisself, but I realized I had nowhere else to go. So I dropped out of school and started my own hustle full time. The money was fast and easy and soon I was having my way with the shit and I was known all around Atlanta.