February 6, 2016
Lemme tell you about how a Bitch ALMOST caught me slipping.
It was the day after Thanksgiving. My forever nigga, Head, texted me on some 'I wanna see you' type shit. I let him come get me. I was thinking that we were about to go to his house and chill or something. But this Bitch had different plans. He took me to a parking lot next to a middle school's basketball court. First and foremost, that's Real Disrespectful.
Anyways, we get into the kissing and dry humping and all that good stuff. I climbed on top of him, about ready to put this work on him, and out if my peripheral vision (Googled that big ass word) I see that he has his phone out. On camera mode.
Let me tell you something, I don't rock well with cameras. I'm just going to keep it all the way one hundred. Last time I was on camera, a bitch Ray J'd me and I didn't even get paid for it.
A few thoughts were running through my head. Should I let this bitch slide or should I stab him in the eye? Should I make him take me home or tell him I have herpes?
I decided to make him take me home and leave him with a hard dick for the rest of the day.
Now I'm contemplating revenge, because he's real rude. You don't do no fuck shit like that. Especially not when I wasn't even fucking ready.
I decided that the only way to deal with a trifling nigga, is to become even more trifling. Bitch, you get dirty.
I texted Head and told him to pick me back up in 10 minutes. Then I texted my baby, Hog, and told him to come through like ASAP. Hog came over and he dropped some things off in my mouth, if you catch what I'm throwing. (I didn't swallow or spit, I held it in my mouth.)
After he finished, Head came over to get me and the first thing he wanted to do when he saw me was kiss. That's exactly what the hell we did. When I kissed him I made sure I dropped every last bit of Hog's babies into Head's mouth and made sure he swallowed it. Then I ran back to my house.
Lemme tell you. I almost died that week, but it was most definitely worth it.
YOU ARE READING
THOT DIARIES
HumorThis is a series of "thot" stories that were written by a former hoe, whose name will be kept private for personal reasons. Think of it as a "Thot Journal". The content of these stories may or may not be based on true events. But isn't that for me...
