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I waited until Katrina was absolutely sleep to make the call. I was really sick of this shit. You know, Katrina is a nice little bih but I really just like the sex. I mean do I have feelings for her? Kind of but I'm not gay. Like I care about her and shit but I'm not down with that gay shit. Yeah, miss me with all that judgmental shit y'all on. I can feel y'all judging me. Fuck y'all. Now, to answer y'all question. I only asked her to marry me because that's what I was told to do. By who? My husband. Yes, I'm really married. He's a professional con artist that works with some mystery boss nigga. I really don't even wanna be married to this nigga. It's just the money is good. His pockets long and fat, kind of like his dih. His face not all that but I don't care about all that. I just wanna come up and nut up.
I walked to the living room because I knew she wouldn't be able to hear my conversation in there. I called Demarco and like always he waits until the fifth ring to answer. "Wife."
"Husband."
"Hi."
"Hi."
"What do you want?"
"Fuck you got for me?"
"It all depends on what you do for me?"
"Nigga, ain't nobody tryna hear all that shit you talking."
"Sounds like somebody's sexually frustrated."
"Fuck you."
"I mean what you saying?"
"Nigga I told you. Miss me with all that shit."
"Bih you gon watch who the fuck you talking to. If I was there I would've been put that ass in check a while ago. You can talk that fly shit when you wit that bih. But I promise you I'ma get in that ass when I see you." I don't know about y'all but my pussy got wet as fuck. I love it when he talk like to me. Again, fuck' y'all.
"Aight nigga."
"That's better. Now did you propose to her?"
"Yeah."
"And...?"
"She said yes."
"Good. You can start phase two of the plan. You better be lucky I'm letting you get this far since you fucked up the plan with Anderson. You lost me a lot of money with that one."
"It wasn't my fucking fault. I told you it was that fagboy fault..."
"Shut the fuck up" his deep ass boomed through the phone. "I didn't tell you to explain nor speak. I don't give a damn. You didn't catch him fucking Carson and vice versa. Bih you assumed. You fucked up. But it's cool. I'ma take half out of your pay and the other half is in your debt account. Do we have an understanding?"
"Yeah..."
"Bih I didn't hear you."
"Yes..."
"Yes what hoe?"
"Yes sir."
"Good girl. I'll be seeing you in 8 hours for your first installment. Don't be late and don't be fucking early, be on time" with that he hung up. I locked my phone and went the room to lay with Katrina. She looked peaceful sleeping like that. I wish this was my actual reality. I mean I know what I said originally but I wouldn't mind this being real. It's safe, it's peaceful. I watched her sleep for a while. I guess me staring at her made her wake up. "Hey, what's wrong love?"
"Nothing. Go back to sleep."
"No, not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing, I'm good."
"I think you're..." I kissed her. I didn't feel like talking. I was too deep in my emotions and I was horny. I'm tryna fuck. She knew what time it was. She sat up and sat in my lap while still kissing me. I unsnapped her bra and slid it off her arms. I pushed her on the bed and ripped her panties off. Fuck all that romantic shit. I dove straight in her pussy and got to going at it with her clit. I was tryna make her cum and I was tryna make her cum fast. I usually don't use a strap on her (it's usually the other way around) but right now I was tryna let some shit go. I grabbed the strap from under the bed, put it on, and flipped her over so she'll be on her knees with her face facing towards the headboard. I went eased my way in that way I wouldn't hurt her but after it was in all the way comfortably all that shit went out the window.
I fucked her hard as fuck. Taking out all the anger I had built up from talking to Demarco on her. I was picturing her as him and I was fucking him. I wanted that nigga to feel pain right now and right now she would do. I pounded her pussy until it turned red. She was screaming and shit. I wasn't really tryna hear none of that but the idea of fucking Demarco like this was pleasurable. After a good 30 minutes of fucking her like this, I came hard as fuck and she fell towards the headboard. She looked weak and I took enjoyment in that. She turned to me and smiled. She laid down and pulled me down with her. She kissed me and then fell asleep on my chest. I watched her sleep for a while and then was right behind her. Damn, this was going to be a long ass day tomorrow.
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Breaking The Rules
Non-FictionThis story follows a series of different people that have a tendency to unintentionally break the official social rules. Will they make it here in this lesbian community or will they fall from their wonderful kingdom.