Put It Up (Chris Brown/ Rihanna Story)

Reminiscing

Royce in the MM

MATURE CONTENT
Chris Brown POV
"Yess Daddy!!" Amber or Ashley, whatever the bitch name is was riding me right now.
"Oh you like this dick huh?" I was long stroking her and I didn't plan on stopping.
"Yes, harder!" Her wish was my command and I went harder. Then she got up and got on her knees. "Let me pleasure you." She put me in her mouth and went to work. Shit felt real good too, had me moaning and groaning.
"Mmm Shit right there Ri!" I jerked up when she stopped. "Why you stop?"
"Who the fuck is Ri? My name is Kesha nigga." Oh yeah that is her name, shit I forgot. Anyways she need to go cause she blowing my high.
"Get up and get out! Blowing my damn high." She grabbed her clothes and started to put them on.
"Don't call or text me no more. Forget my fucking number!" She was pissed and I just laughed.
"I never remembered it! Oh and yo pussy wasn't even that good, you just the only person I wanted to fuck while I was high." Her eyes got big because she finally realized that I only had sex with her when I was high.
"Fuck you Chris!" I laughed as she came downstairs.
"I know you want to, but this ain't never happening again." I pushed her out of the house and slammed the door in her face.
"Dumb bitch." Just as I was about to go to sleep on the couch somebody was calling me. I swear one day imma cut this phone, this phone be ringing all damn day. "Hello?"
"Uh yes. Is this Chris Brown by chance?" It was some girl, she sounded to he about 11 or 12.
"What would you do if this was him?"
"I would cry."
"Well this isn't Chris Brown, wrong number." I hung up. Don't get me wrong I love my fans, but they can't have my personal number. I always have to change my number because my fans get my number somehow. One time one of my fans had my personal number and stalked me for months. I grabbed some fruit from the refrigerator and went to my room upstairs. I planned on chilling for the rest of the day since I didn't have to go to the studio. I was laying down on the bed and before I knew it, I was sleep.
"I'm pregnant and you left me for some hoe." The girl was crying.
"Baby I'm sorry, come here baby girl. Lemme make it up to you, I thought you was lying because all of the other girls lied."
"No fuck you, I'll raise the baby on my own. And you just thought I was another hoe anyways."
"Baby-" I woke up from my phone vibrating, I didn't check it because this dream has me confused. The only girl I've ever called baby girl was Ri, but I don't think it was her because I couldn't see her face. I've been having this dream for the last couple of months and it's pissing me off. I'm not gone lie I've been missing Ri like hell since we've broke up, I think this is why I fuck anything with boobs, two legs, and a hole. But if that was her in my dream, nah that can't be her because she never got pregnant. Or did she? I don't think she would've kept that from me no matter what happened between us, or would she?

This chapter was meant for Chris, more to come.

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