Bayou Pétain (Currently Re-Editing)

Recipe for Disaster

Tameka Ross walked around the apartment she shared with her baby daddy, Derek L. He was founder of the Trail Ride Kingz, a social club that gave the most dopest parties. He also hustled on the side, bringing in them dollars from dope fiends. Tameka was proud that he had chose her over so many hoes. He had a reputation, so she had to live up to that. She always stayed fly, hair on fleek, nails done, best outfits. She even kept their daughter, Precious, on point. Tameka thought Derek had given up his old ways, but when she saw the video of him fucking Victorine, and enjoying himself, it made her furious. She wanted to beat Victorine's ass, but thought about the fact that Victorine was this bad juju bitch, and she was afraid that Derek would leave her and their child. But Tameka wanted Victorine's big, fine man, Hadrien, to find out just what kind of chic he had, that's why she did what she did.
Tameka hated Derek for what he did to her, just blatantly disrespecting her by having sex with Victorine and videoing it, so he could brag to his boys. She was the one who came out looking the fool, and she wanted to make Derek pay. Her mind slipped over to that sexy assed man she saw at the beauty parlor. The way he smiled at her made her melt. She wondered who he was, and why did he just leave like that? Shit, if he was looking for something, she wouldn't mind helping him find it. Damn, he was fine....
Tameka checked on baby Precious, who was asleep. She wondered where Derek ass was. They were supposed to be having lunch in town later, but he was running late. Probably with his boys, she figured. He was gonna have to kiss her ass a long time before she forgave him. When she had found the video on his phone, she confronted him, full on. " You fucked her, didn't you?", she had yelled in Derek's face. He looked at her with big eyes, then asked what she was talking about. "I'm talking about this, you lying bastard! How could you , Derek? Victorine? Really?", she yelled after throwing his phone in his face. When they had all met up at Mother's, she had really wanted to pounce on Victorine, but of course, Derek stopped her.
When he finally came clean about the video, Tameka thought about leaving his ass and putting him on child support. That would really hit him hard. But she stayed, because Derek was well known and wanted by many, and he was HER man! She'd be damned if she was gonna let Victorine or any other bitch have her spot. But Tameka felt played in the worst way. She wanted Victorine to hurt, and she wanted to punish Derek some kind of way. She prayed for a way to make him hurt like she did.
It was late afternoon when Derek showed up. " Hey baby, ready to go?", he asked. Tameka gave him a cold look, and continued feeding their daughter. "No, your ass so late, I had to ask Merlynne to bring me by Popeye's.", she said. She looked at him with hatred. Derek noticed, then said, " Look, I'm sorry. I lost track of the time. Damn, you ain't gotta look at me like that!" "Fuck you Derek! You obviously don't have me or Precious on your mind any more!", she yelled. The baby began to cry, then Derek picked her up and looked at Tameka. He knew he was wrong, and wanted to make it up to them. " Come on, let's go," he said. " Daddy got a surprise for y'all." Tameka sulked, then gave in to him. Derek brought them to the mall, where she bought whatever she wanted, and she made sure to spend a lot of his money. Then they went to the food court, where lo and behold, she spotted that sexy assed cat from the beauty parlor. He was walking through, with a few bags in his hands. His eyes met hers and he smiled, stopping her breath. Derek eyed him, but paid no attention. When he went in line to order their food, Tameka sat down with the baby at a table. The cat was coming closer to her, and she didn't know how to act.
" Excuse me", he said, " but didn't I see you at the beauty parlor the other day?", he asked. Tameka swallowed hard, then said, "Yeah, I think so. My name is Tameka, and this is little Precious." "Aww, she's so pretty, like her mamma.", he said, making Tameka blush. " My name is Dex. So nice to meet you." Tameka hurriedly glanced towards Derek, then scribbled her number down on a piece of paper. " Here, call me sometimes. Maybe I can show you around.", she said. Dex gave her a heart stopping smile and took her number. He grabbed her hand and kissed it, then left. Tameka felt her body go wild. She bit her lip as he pimped away. When Derek came to the table with their food, both Tameka and the baby were smiling. Derek thought it was for him, and said to himself, everything's gonna be alright.
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Jeraina Faye was surprised when she got the call from Victorine. Now, she found herself adapting to being around her more. She just never had the feel for being a mother. When she left Victorine with her mamma, it was a hard decision, but she wanted to be free. Jeraina Faye was looking for something back then, but really didn't know what. Now, to see her daughter, grown, engaged, and pregnant just made her feel like she did right to leave her, because if she would have stayed around, Victorine probably would've been messed up.
So when Victorine cried out to her, she took the chance to redeem herself. Jeraina Faye had Sweet Dex pack their things and came to Victorine's rescue. She would do right by her, once and for all.
Jeraina Faye took the hairs Dex brought her and placed them onto a little table. She wrote Tameka's name down five times on a red candle, then took a bit of the hair and placed it on top. As she lit the candle, she whispered the secret words of the craft. She left the candle to burn, awaiting Dex, so she could carry out the next step of her plan.
When her man came in, smiling, she knew he had done as she asked. Dex walked up to her and grabbed her, pulling her to him, and kissed her, his hands on her behind. She laughed as he nibbled her neck, then said, " Hold on, baby. First things first." Dex gave her another kiss, then handed over the piece of paper Tameka had given him. Jeraina Faye smiled like the Cheshire cat.
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Teta drove her Chevy Impala down to Fiyah's grandparents house. She had loaded up her car with tons of goodies, because she was meeting his grandparents for the first time, and she wanted to surprise them. She had toiled over her stove making sausage and barbecued chicken jambalaya, shrimp creole, fried chicken, and delectable pecan pie. Teta really felt something for Fiyah, and relished the thought of being near him.
When she arrived, he ran out front to greet her and help unload the food. Fiyah's grandparents came to the door and welcomed her, surprised at her generous nature. They all enjoyed the meal together, laughing and telling stories. Mrs. Julia and Mr. Willie were wonderful people, and Teta found she liked them. Fiyah noticed how easily his grandparents accepted Teta.
After a while, they left Teta and Fiyah alone. They walked down the little dirt road, hand in hand. Fiyah led her to a spot under a tree. They sat down and talked. Teta looked into his beautiful brown eyes. He was so wondrous to look at. His long, wild hair blew with the evening breeze. She wanted to taste him, she wanted to feel his hands all over her body. But Teta knew she would have to wait for these pleasures. She wasn't taking any chances with Papa.
When she left Fiyah, she was sure what she felt for him was the real deal. Teta drove home with him on her mind. Later that night, while she was smoking one of her joints, Papa Legba appeared. She looked at him warily, not knowing what to expect. He floated around her bedroom, looking at her, not saying a word. When she could take the silence no longer, she said, "What can I do for you, Papa?" He spoke then, slowly and deeply, saying, "Why do you play this game with me? No one before has ever toyed with me like you have! I will not stand for this any longer!" Teta arose, smoke emitting from her nostrils, and walked directly up to him. She grabbed his swollen erection and smiled, squeezing him just enough to anger him. " What won't you stand for?", she taunted. Papa Legba stared daggers at her, then changed his glance when she disrobed in front of him, letting him see all of her. She walked over to her bed, then laid, still smoking. " How you mock me!", he screamed. Teta , inside, was afraid, but she knew she had to carry out her plan. She deliberately opened her legs and gave him a view. Papa sprang upon her, kissing her roughly. He stuck his tongue down her throat. She allowed his rough advances, praying he would just get things over with. He ravaged her body, pummeling into her depths. Why was she doing this? Why was she allowing herself to be subject to his desire? Teta prayed for enough strength to survive his desire. When she could sense he was about to come, she flipped him over and took control, bringing him to the edge and tipping him over. More of his power seeped through her, and she absorbed it like a sponge. Papa lay, spent. Teta lit another joint and said, " Papa, you need to leave now. I need my rest. There is work to be done, and I need to sleep." She touched his face, in a tender attempt she hoped he bought. Teta kissed Papa's lips, then walked into her bathroom. When she returned, he was gone, a faint trace of his scent lingering.
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Fiyah laid in his bed, his mind on Teta. He had wanted her so badly, he didn't know how long he would be able to control his want. He understood why she didn't want them to make love just yet, because of her obligation to Papa Legba. But what Teta didn't know was HIS reason for wanting to wait.
Fiyah's parents, and grandparents, were pure blood loup- garou, and so was he. His parents were spotted changing in the woods one full moon, and were tracked. They were murdered mercilessly by their own friend. For years, Fiyah prepared himself for the day to come when he would be able to avenge his parents death. He laid in wait, strengthening his body, mind, and spirit, protecting his grandparents. He could control when to change, but when the full moon rose high in the sky, there was no helping it. His body would transform into lupine, and it took every ounce of restraint in him not to maul someone.
Fiyah lived a quiet life, careful not to cause suspicion. He longed for a mate, and believed he found that in Teta. He wondered how she would react to him when he told her his truth...would she be acceptive, or would she shun him away? Only time would tell.....
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Hadrien watched as Victorine and her mamma, Jeraina Faye bonded. What brought about this change of heart from both of them? At Big Nainan's funeral, they wanted to kill each other. Now, here they were, mother and daughter again. Whole again. It pleased him.
Hadrien's heart swoll with pride knowing his child would be here soon. He had wanted to marry Victorine before the child arrived. So, they made the wedding plans. Victorine was ecstatic.
She picked out the perfect dress that would flatter her blossoming shape, before she started showing. Everything had to be perfect. While trying on the dress, she caught a bad cramp in her side and her abdomen. It was so bad, she nearly doubled over. The attendant ran to her, helping her sit down. " Shall I call an ambulance? ", she asked Victorine, worriedly. "No, just go get my mother, out in the department store. Jeraina Faye Jean-Batiste. Please, hurry. Thank you.", said Victorine, as calmly as she could. Lord, she thought, just let me stay calm. Jeraina Faye and Dex ran into the dressing room. " Take me to a doctor. Please don't call Hadrien yet."
They brought her to Tulane, where they did an ultrasound. The resident doctor came in to see her. "Your baby's fine," he said, looking at the ultrasound pictures. "At 8 weeks, the little guy or gal's getting up there. It was just a little abdominal pain. Here's a prescription for some prenatal vitamins. Just take care of yourself, exercise, and eat right, and you and baby will be fine. And no stress, okay?", he said. At the sound of 8 weeks, Victorine looked at her mamma. That was around the time she slept with Derek.........
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Teta and Fiyah decided to go into Algiers for a night of dancing at The Brown Bomber. Teta loved the atmosphere of the little hole- in- the- wall club. Fiyah ordered them some drinks and they found a nice little table. He looked so handsome, as always. As they sipped their drinks of Crown Royal and Coke, the sounds of old school swing out and rhythm and blues filling the smoky air.
They had smoked one of Teta's fire joints on the way to the club, and they were feeling righteous. Their eyes held secrets as they constantly exchanged glances at each other. Fiyah's eyes traveled to Teta's full breasts, popping out of her blouse, heaving slightly, due to the excitement that was building up inside her. She looked at Fiyah, licking her lips, imaging she could taste him. She studied his chocolate skin, calling her to lick it. She eyed his enormous swell. She wanted him. She broke herself out of the trance and sipped her drink. Fiyah was feeling his end as well. He watched the simplicity of Teta; her confidence. Out of all the women in the place vying to catch his attention, he couldn't take his eyes off of the Queen seated next to him. He grabbed her hand and held it, bringing it to his lips for a warm kiss. Tingling sensations spread from her hand to her body. " Dance with me ", he said. He stood and Teta rose, walking hand in hand. They stopped and looked at each other. Fiyah wrapped his arms around her waist and held her to him. Teta felt so good as they began to sway to the slow rhythm of the song. She enjoyed wrapping her arms around him, and feeling his wondrous frame against hers. They slowly grind against each other, riling them up. Teta looked into Fiyah's eyes and seen a glimmer of green, then pale yellow, then back to his brown. Teta stared into his soul, and what she saw made her heart ache for him. She stopped dancing and said, "Oh, Fiyah, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He brought his face to hers and kissed her passionately, not caring who saw. They held on to each other and finished their dance.
Teta was heated, and she wanted Fiyah. There was an undeniable attraction between them. Every dance they shared became more sexual, more primal. Teta danced against him, the sounds of tribal drums now filling the air. It seemed the ancestors were approving of their union. He put his face against her neck, smelling her. Teta turned and looked into his eyes. "Let's go", she said huskily. They went out to the car. They drove to Fiyah's place. As soon as they got inside, it was as if they had been waiting to erupt. Teta's mouth was on Fiyah's, her tongue yo-yoing down his throat. His hands were on her behind, pulling her to him closely, extending their kiss. He took off her blouse, kissing her breasts with heated desire, nibbling her nipples. They undressed each other, looking at each wonderland that stood before them. Teta dropped to her knees before Fiyah, wrapping her hand around his silken steel, and put him in her mouth. He went wild, throwing his head back in ecstasy. She empowered him with her mouth, paying tribute to him. When he felt he couldn't take any more, he laid her back onto his bed, spreading her legs, then scuba diving into her south mouth. The sensations felt so good, she let herself go as she flooded. He laid on top of her and entered her, going deeper until he found what he was looking for, and when he did, he stayed in that spot, tunneling deeper and deeper into her. Teta felt the most magical feelings, her body a live wire as she connected with Fiyah. This was truly meant to be. They kissed each other passionately as they moved together in unison, friction glowing. Mind blowing ecstasy gifted them. They rocked together, they rolled together. The things they were doing was well earned and worth the wait. Fiyah's animality came out, his lupine penis engorged and working into Teta's acceptive body, growling as an orgasm of unrelenting power erupted from the both of them, trembling the walls of his loft. They succumbed to the pure bliss of it all, laying in each others arms, breathless. " I love you, Teta", said Fiyah, caressing her face. She looked into his eyes and said, "I love you too, Fiyah." They kissed, a peacefulness spreading down, covering them like a blanket.