Beginning The Finished

Social Hoe.

It was my senior year of high school. Junior year had been a blur, and I was just glad it was over with. We had finally moved into our own house, gotten our own car, and mama had a steady job and boyfriend. The best part? My glow up was finally kicking in.
Over the summer, I ordered some Brazilian tracks and ya girl was feeling herself, ya dig? I was finally embracing my shape and finding clothes that clung tight in the right places. This had the niggas acting like wild animals whenever I walked by. And of course, it had these bitter hoes looking crazy as usual.
I guess you could say I was getting the big head. I had felt ugly for the last 5 years so when I finally got some attention I went crazy. Guys were inboxing me left and right. I was entertaining the cute ones and getting picked up by a few of them. I was becoming a social hoe.
Let's start with Calvin. Lawd, he had my head straight gone. 20 years old, light skin, temp fade, big pink lips, hazel eyes, and a grill y'all! Calvin was Insta-famous, as well as Facebook poppin'. So when he reached out, I thought it was a joke.
He liked all my pics, DM'ed me, and begged for my number. I was like yasss. Next thing I know, he's pulling up in his Altima, knocking on the front door. My mom and her boyfriend met him then I hesitantly walked to the car.
I was nervous afff in the car. I kept glancing at him wondering what the hell I was going to do with this bony lil boy. His pictures made him look tall and muscular. 🙄 This nigga was probably only 110 pounds and about 5'10. Mind you, I'm knocking on 205 and this booty is 'bout 30 lbs by itself.
I guess he could sense my nervousness.
"What's up? Why you so quiet over there?"
I gave him a quick glance and said, "Oh nah. I'm just a quiet person. I don't have much to say to strangers."
Calvin laughed, "Oh word? I'm a stranger?"
"Duh. I barely know your name!"
He could tell that I was somewhat serious so he just turned up the music and kept driving. Finally we got to his house. It was in the middle of nowhere, I'm scared af. Like, um... Why is it so dark? Where tf is everybody? And why did my mama let me come over here?
We walked in and this Cal's mom is posted up on the couch. I don't wanna meet this woman. I'm not into stuff like that! So I'm regretting this whole situation and wishing I drove myself. She looks me up and down, and obviously I look like a lil hoe. She shook her head probably wondering why I'm here so late.
Calvin walked past her without a word so I gently smiled at her and followed him. Y'all listen carefully to this part, all right?
He pushes his room door open and he basically lives in a closet. His bed is taking up 3/4's of the room so there's only a couple inches left. I only had enough space to step in and turn around once. There was no tv or anything. I'm awkwardly standing at the corner of the bed as Calvin undresses. He strips down to his Ninja Turtles boxers and closes his eyes.
Pause. What's going on now? We going to sleep? Is he tired? Do I get naked too?
All these questions. No answers.
"What you doing big head? Is you getting in the bed or nah? And turn my light off."
I don't say anything. I just take off my pants and shoes. Then, I turn off the light and lay on the edge of the bed.
Calvin chuckles and pulls me close, "Dang, you acting real funny tonight. Talk to me."
"I was just confused. I didn't know we were 'bout to go to sleep."
"I mean I just wanted to hold you and sleep with you tonight. That's okay?"
I smiled for the first time and replied softly, "Yes... That's fine."
He kissed my cheek, rubbed on my butt and placed his head in the crook of my neck. Every now and then he would sing in my ear, and I'd jokingly tell him to stop. The ice was finally breaking. We talked, laughed, began to kiss a little.
Everyone should know that I looove a man with big lips that can kiss, and baby, Calvin could kiss!! I sucked on his bottom lip while pulling lightly on his curls. He got between my legs, gyrating his lower area into me. Listen sis, Calvin was a scrawny guy, but he was working with a monster! He caused a waterfall instantly!!
He could feel the moisture on his package so he slid my panties to the side and circled my pearl with the tip of his finger. Calvin took off my shirt and bra. The cool air on my breasts had them erect. He expertly licked around the areola and squeezed my breasts. I was still a virgin so this is all feeling so new to me. I almost came just from kissing.
He whispered in my ear, "Damn Kierra. You wet af! Can I take care of that for you?"
Oh. My. Gosh. I wanted him so bad! It's like all the air inside of me was gone. I just laid there as he pleasured me with his fingers. I was speechless. I had only known him for a few short weeks. I wasn't ready. I didn't want to give in so easily. That wasn't me!
I opened my eyes and put my hands on his small, yet muscular, chest.
"Calvin... Wait, okay?"
"I hurt you?"
I sighed, "I'm still a virgin... I'm not ready yet. I'm sorry for leading you on."
Instead of getting mad like I thought, he kissed my cheek and laid behind me, spooning.
"You're not upset with me?"
"No. I understand. You just gone have to deal with this all night."
"Deal with what??"
He pushed his package against my butt and made it jump.
I laughed, "I like it, so I'm good."
With that being said, we went to sleep. I totally forgot about my curfew, but I'd deal with that later.
This routine continued for weeks. We'd go a few days without seeing each other, then he'd be right back at the house picking me up. We would kiss, touch, joke around, fall asleep, and miss my curfew. I thought I was grown. Mama tried to look over this, but she had to end it before I eventually went all the way with Calvin. It hurt my heart to tell him I couldn't come back over for a while.
But all that did was open the door for me to let A1 in.

-I haven't written in a long, so I hope y'all enjoyed that. That's a pic of Calvin up there lol. Gotta keep him low key. Leave some feedback, please. 😘💙