Yung' x Trigga Imagines

Fine Ass Bandits - A.A. & T.A.N.

(author's note: Hey ya'll, I know it's been forever lmao. But i'mma try to update more from here on out. I've had crazy writer's block. but thanks for all the love and comments, continue to vote and all that. xo)

Arden's POV♡

"This just in, the robberies of Greenwood County (made up)  have yet to cease. If you've been in tune with us, then you know that these occurrences have been ongoing for a month and a half now. We've just had reports of two homes being invaded less than an hour ago. The bandits were finally identified as 23 year old, August Alsina, and 31 year old, Tremaine Neverson. If you have any tips as to the whereabouts of the suspects, please call 1-800-.."

My roommate, Sasha, and I eyed the sketches of the two guys and  turned the tv off.

I shook my head, "Them dudes too fine to be doing all that."

She nodded and took a bite of our cheese pizza. "Say that. It's not cute at all. The one with the curly hair can still get the panties though," she said, taking a sip of her drink.

"You're too much."

Truthfully, the idea of those guys being out in the streets scared me. When I was little, my family got robbed and although nobody was hurt, it still left me with nightmares. I always double checked the locks on every door and window before I went to bed every night. Sasha thought it was ridiculous, but better safe than sorry.

I stretched and stood up, pulling my shorts down a bit. "Imma hit the hay I guess, make sure the door's locked."

She waved me off and continued watching a re-run of The Fresh Prince.

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I woke up in a puddle of sweat, not from a nightmare, but from a wet dream. Sighing, I looked at the clock, only to see that it was 3 AM. Fuck. 

Rising out of bed, I went to change my panties and clean myself up a bit. My sheets needed to be replaced as well. With my leg propped up on the tub, I cleansed myself, until I heard a loud shriek, followed by the sound of a vase breaking. It had to be Sasha. As much as I wanted to yell out her name, I wasn't about to be like the white girl's in the scary movies, giving away my location and shit. I grabbed the pistol I kept underneath the cabinet and quietly crept downstairs. I prepared myself for the worst, like seeing Sasha laying in a pool of her own blood..but instead, I saw her back pressed against the wall and a tall, slim, caramel skinned fellow, between her legs, thrusting his hips forward at dangerous speeds. My mouth dropped. Fear and lust was spread all over her face, and I wasn't sure whether or not I should help, or go back upstairs. The front door was wide open, pillows were thrown around and  my damn couch was flipped over. I decided I should probably help her. As I inched closer, her eyes darted to me. She mouthed, "Go your ass back upstairs."

Before I could turn around, the guy looked back, and my heart fell to my stomach. It was him. Well one of the dudes from the news last night. He looked even better up close. August smirked and licked his lips and suddenly I was uncomfortable with the fact that I only had on a long tee and panties.

"Aye Trey! I got a lil surprise for ya!"

My eyes widened as Trey emerged from the other room, carrying a few of my gold trophies I'd won in high school. They were worth a lot of money and my blood began to boil as he lugged them around as if they were nothing.

"Bitch!-" I began, but was cut off by his menacing stare.

"Bitch?" he questioned, edging towards me with dark eyes.

August pulled out of Sasha momentarily, to flip her around, and ram back inside of her from the back. I caught a glimpse of his manhood, and he wasn't small at all. Sasha's squeals and moans let it be known that his stroke game was vicious. Trey gripped my waist, lifted my shirt, and rubbed his strong hands on my ass cheeks, smacking them one at a time. 

"I don't even know you," I breathed, trying to get him to release me.

"We can get to know each other," he responded, pulling my panties down and bending me over the mini bar. "But back to that shit you was talking, calling me a bitch and shit," he said, rubbing his d*ck up and down my slit, and teasing my entrance with his head. 

"Please.." I struggled to say,

"Please what? Huh?" he demanded, dipping inside of me, stretching me out. My mouth formed an "o" as he gripped my throat, and began stroking me. "Look at me."

I turned around and looked him in the eyes, and then watched as he pumped at me. It felt like he had me all filled up but it wasn't even half way inside yet. My eyes widened as he gripped my hips and pulled me farther back, causing more of him to enter my p*ssy. My moans mixed with the sounds of August and Sasha's skin clapping together. I could tell that August was more into being aggressive and fast paced, whereas, Trey liked it hard and slow.

He brought my face to his and stared into it as his pace increased a bit. I wanted to call him Daddy, that's how he had me feeling, but I decided against it. 

"You a pretty mufucka," he said, tracing my jawline with his thumb. "I'll give ya ass a baby right the fuck now," he grunted.

His words turned me on, yet scared me. I definitely didn't want kids, but the way his d*ck felt, made me feel like anything's possible. I held onto the bar and started pushing my ass back like my life depended on it. I wanted more than anything for him to cum, and shit, me too. His groans grew louder and I knew he was close. Gripping my ass, he gave one last pump before I felt his warm seeds fill me up. It was satisfying. Soon after, my legs started bucking, and he rubbed my cl*t, watching me ride out my orgasm. I collapsed to the floor.

He smirked and lifted me up, "Where ya room?"

I pointed upstairs and he nodded, beginning to take me to my bed. I looked back at Sasha to see her on the floor giving August sloppy head. I shook my head and closed my eyes. Seconds later, I felt myself carefully placed on my mattress. Warmth engulfed me as he placed a blanket over my naked body. I didn't care about anything else after that, sleep pulled me in.

The next morning, I woke up in a great mood, but tripping off of the "dream" I'd had. I went downstairs in search of my roommate.

"Bitch, you won't believe what I dreamt about."

She flipped the page of her magazine. "What was it?"

"Remember those sexy ass bandits they was talking about yesterday? I had a dream that we got fucked by BOTH of them."

Sasha bit her lip and looked up at me like she knew something I didn't. She smirked and passed me a note. I gave her a questioning look and opened the neatly folded piece of paper.

Last night was wonderful, baby. Pussy was real good, tight, wet and shit. Might have to come back for more. But anyways, since it was so damn good, I left ya lil trophies. See you soon, I hope. -Tremaine.