"I ain't have no fuckin help, I put that on my momma."
It was morning, so I wiped my eyes and sat up in the bed. Alexis's beautiful face was sunk in the pillow. I smiled at the sight of her. She was really put into my life for a reason, and for whatever reason that is.. I wanna find out.
I made my way into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, and then washing my face. I was gonna make us a little breakfast to return the favor she did me. I shut the room door quietly, being careful not to wake her. Jogging downstairs, I opened the blinds in the living room so that light could shine through. My phone was in my pocket, and it was vibrating. "Wassup?"
"Fettyyyyy wap." D-boi said into the phone.
"Wassup no neck."
"You love joking, skinny ass nigga."
"Skinny nigga but my dïck long."
He laughed. "But aye Mj want us at the trap for a meeting at 5."
"Aight bet."
"One."
And he hung up. I shook my head. D-boi was my nigga though. Even though he was my nigga, I have yet to even know his first name. We all knew him by D-boi.
I started cooking grits, pancakes, bacon, and ham.
While it cooked, I went to my Twitter. I released some of my music on soundcloud from time to time when I was bored, surprisingly I had a lot of fans. I had 10K followers on Twitter, and I only had like 100 tweets.
I checked my DM's and I had an unread message from some guy named Tony Fadd.Hello Fetty. I have heard your work, and I'm interested in you. I want you on my record. If you wanna talk business, give me a call. (305) 768-9383
I saved his number in my phone, and I would probably call him later on. I never gotten a message like that before, so I was kind of happy. The food was ready, so I jogged upstairs. I was about to push the door open until I saw ass all in my view through the crack. "Shit." I mumbled to myself. "Stop staring you creep." Alexis said. I chuckled, and opened the door. Looking at her ass in that body suit had my dïck doing flips. "You need to put some clothes on little girl."
"Who you calling a little girl, Willie?"
"You."
"Ain't shit little about me. You see that now." she said, bending over on purpose. I walked over to her, and backed her up against the wall, placing butterfly kisses on her neck. "Mmm." she moaned. It motivated me to do more than that. I wrapped her legs around me as I continued to kiss on her. I slid her thong to the side, and dipped two fingers inside her wetness. "Damn ma you wet as fuck."
"Fuck me Willie." she said. I picked her up and placed her on the bed. I stripped out of my clothes fast as fuck. I came eye to eye with her shaven, fat vagina. She opened her legs, and I could smell her sweet scent. I flicked my tongue across her slit, and she squirmed, pushing my head inside of her more. I ate, sucked, and nibbled until she reached her climax. I felt her juices flowing out, and I licked them all up.I pulled my hard member outta my pants. "Damn you big as fuck." she said. I smirked, and dragged her body to the end of the bed. "You sure you want this ma?" I asked. She nodded, so I went inside of her with ease. Her back arched as she took all of me in her. "Shittt." she hissed. The pain subsided I guess, because she started to twirl her hips tryna fuck me back. I chuckled and sped up the pace. She was holding on tight to my sheets. "You like that" I asked, grunting. She was tight and wet, just how I like it. "Yess daddy."
"Who's pussy is this?"
"Yours Willieee." she moaned. I smirked as she came all over my dick, and I busted inside of her. "That was just a little sample. Don't be walking around here with ya ass showing like that, you hear me?"
"Yess baby." she replied. Within seconds she was asleep. I slid her body under the sheets pulled the covers up on her body. I forgot all about the food. I shook my head. This girl gone be the death of me. She really been putting a nigga in his feelings lately.My phone rung, so I answered on the first ring. "Hello?"
"Hey son. What you been up to?" my 'father' said. "None, cooling it." I replied, dryly. "Well imma be in town in a couple of weeks. Ill hit ya up when I land." he said. "Bet."
"Aight then."
And with that, I hung up. I sighed and rubbed my hands across my face. I really wasn't looking forward to seeing him. Before I got in the shower, I decided to call and check on my mama.
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Trap god & Trap goddess (DISCONTINUED)
Historia CortaWillie Maxwell, better known as his stage name, "Fetty wap" grew up in the hood of Paterson, New Jersey where everything wasn't handed out to him. His mom was a crack fiend, and his dad sold drugs and was barely home. After his mom got strung out o...