Memphis Streets 2 (Urban)

Chapter 12- Le'Shelle

"Sssssssssss." Heaven is the feel of Snake's thick, forked tongue sliding in between my ass cheeks while his hand pumps steadily in and out of my pussy. This shit is so good that I'm willing to forgive this nigga of all past transgressions-and, Lord, there have been plenty. I have long had the respect of being his number-one wifey, Queen G, his ride-or-die bitch, but soon I'll have the papers and his last name. It'll make it official that I belong someplace-belong to someone.

Truth be told, that's all I've ever fuckin' wanted my nigga dicking me down, I feel like the queen of the universe. My legs are trembling while warm honey slowly drips from my pussy and coats Snake's big-ass hand. We've been at this shit off and on for hours. Neither one of us is afraid to put in work when it comes to funkin' up these sheets. When my body is convulsing and exploding, I ain't thinking about shit other than what I got going on right here in this bed. Now, if we didn't have to get out of this muthafucka, everything would be all good.

I grew up feeling like someone's unwanted trash, tossed into the foster care system and forced to fend for myself... and my sister. But fuck that bitch. Looking out for her ass has done nothing but cause me a lot of heartache and misery. From this day on, I'm looking out for number one, and I'll mow down any bitch who gets in my way. Pretty soon, all Snake's jump-offs are going to know what time it is, and they're going to get back or get smacked down.

"Sssssssssss." My eyes flutter open as Apollo, Snake's six-foot red-tail boa constrictor, slithers by my head.

Usually it's just us and two small ball pythons, Beauty and Beast, in the bed.They're harmless, but Apollo creeps me out. Seeing his ugly ass ruins this orgasmic high. I scoot back when I notice his ass coiling like he's getting ready to attack.

"Ba-by, does he have to be in the bed?" Snake's warm tongue slowly pulls out, but instead of answering me, he slaps my ass so hard, the whap reverberates throughout the room.

"Ow!" I jump up as Apollo strikes.

Bastard barely misses sinking those ugly fangs into my titties.

"Snake!" He laughs and smacks my ass again.

"What the fuck? Your ass scared, Ma? Get your ass down!" He pushes my head back onto the mattress and then peels my ass cheeks open.

"I'm gonna get me some of this good shit you got."

I don't know where Apollo has slithered off to, but best believe I'm keeping an eye out for that muthafucka. In no time at all, I feel the head of Snake's big cock squeeze into my back door, and I suck in a deep breath. I ain't gonna lie-this shit is painful, and it reminds me of all those pedophile foster muthafuckas who used to creep into my bed late at night and then leave me crying and bleeding. But those memories don't last but for a second, because the next thing I know, I'm embracing the pain. It's the only thing that's real and consistent in this life. If a bitch don't learn that shit, she will forever be played out.

"Sssssssss." Snake sinks all his shit in with one long-ass stroke.

With his balls resting on the back of my ass, I hear him taking in air with small sips. I take it as a cue to squeeze my ass muscles like I'm about to snap his shit off.

"Sssssss. Goddamn, baby. Goddamn." His hand locks tight on my waist.

"Do that shit, baby. Do that shit."

Whap!

Whap!

Now both of my ass cheeks are on fire.

"Lock that shit up, baby!" he pants.

My nigga is a true-blue ass freak, and I know how to give him exactly what he wants. While his mind is spinning, I start rocking and throwing everything I got onto this fat dick.