February 4,2016
So let me tell you about the time I couldn't even walk.
Okaaaaaaay , so I'm at home chilling and one of my occasional niggas called to say he was on his way over. So I had to do a last minute prep, (washing, shaving, cleaning. This is why I need a one hour notice.)
Okay, so after I get done, he texted me and told me to open the door. I answer the door for him and he bursts in like he owns the damn house. Um, no, Sir. Niggas are so disrespectful.
Anyways, we get to my room and he says he wanna try something new. I'm thinking he means a new position because we're always doing it doggy style. I was starting to think I was a little ugly for a second because he didn't wanna look at me during the sex.
But yeah, we're about to get started and he hasn't told me what we were going to be doing. He wants it to be a "surprise". That's when I got scared because the last time he had a surprise for me, I was getting pimped out for like a month.
We finally get started but we are in the SAME position as always but he was taking longer than usual to get the thing in.
I'm just like, "Well, why are you taking so long?"
He tells me to count to three and he'll put it in. But Bitch, once I got to two this hoe ass nigga rammed his whole penis in the wrong hole. The wrong hole? Yes, Nigga, the wrong hole.
I was like, "Um, Bitch, you in the wrong hole."
He talking about, "Shhhhhhhhh."
Hoe, I wanted to cry. Is this what people do to get bigger butts? If so, then I will stick to this pancake, honey. I appreciate gay boys more now.
So, while I was getting assaulted from behind and shit , I really was contemplating filing for rape charges because this is not how sex is supposed to feel. It was like I was having a baby out my ass.
Anyways, he finished, after a long ass time, and was like "Go get a towel." Go get a towel? After I done put in all this work? Would you tell a lady who just gave birth to stitch up her own vagina? No the fuck you wouldn't. I get up anyways to get the towel and before I even took my first step, I fell Bitch. Yes, Big Boom. I could not walk. My legs were gone. But Did this Bitch care? No, because he watched me as I crawled to and from the bathroom and didn't even budge.
Real Rude.
I kicked him the fuck out my home, mostly because Ma Dukes was on her way home and secondly, he scarred me and I needed space.
A bitch could not walk straight for a week. Never again will I do that , unless I'm drunk ... or being paid.
THE END.
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