mute.

SEVEN

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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i stood in the bathroom, admiring how my ass looks in skinny jeans. gazzy was right, i'm thick as hell.

lmao, just kidding. i already know i got a fattie. i was actually wondering why stokeley did all those explicit things to my dick.

yes, we're still in pizza hut, honestly i wanted to go back out there and let daddy, i mean stokeley, play with my dick, while i enjoy my chicken alfredo.

i bet gazzy's eating it right now.

my breathing hitched, as arms snaked around my waist.

i looked in the mirror, and seen stokeley staring at me with a slight smirk. big ass eyes.

"why you leave baby? i was making you feel good." he chuckled lowly, rubbing my sides.

what's wrong with this nigga?

where's the obnoxious, homophobic ass, stokeley i know?

he grips my dreads and pulled my head back. ima cut these shits off. no moe hair pulling. shit hurt.

he started at me, before licking his lips.

alright, now my neck is hurting.

i push him back, shaking my head.

he stared at me, an confused look plastered on his face.

i backed up into a stall, my finger signaling him to come forward, a big ass smirk on my face.

wow jah, feeling bold today huh??

ion know what i'm doing.

he walked inside the stall, smirking. he closed the door and locked it.

he sat on the toilet, patting his lap.

i bit my lip, before sitting on his lap carefully. if his ass fall, ima be cracking tf up.

he squeezed my ass hella hard, which made me let out a small moan.

he attached his mouth on my neck again, massaging my ass.

my eyes rolled back, as i locked my hand in his hair since he ain't have his durag on.

which is weird as fuck.

back on topic, he slapped my ass, immediately. i let out a whimper,
that shit hurt.

"ima make you feel so good princess." he whispered in my ear, which sent shivers up my spine.

i nod my head slowly, before he grabbed my chin, brushing his lips against mine.

the only person i ever kissed was my momma, and that was on her cheek.

i am confusion.

snapping me out of my thoughts, stoke's tongue rubbed against my bottom lip.

when i ain't do nothing, he squeezed my ass again, making me moan.

he shoved his tongue down my throat, in my opinion, i literally almost gagged.

when his tongue touched mine, i almost nutted.

🤦🏽‍♂️.

but aye, why he smell like he been eating my chicken alfredo?

while our tongues fought for dominance, i heard the door to the bathroom creaked, letting us know someone's in here.

we pulled away, staring at each other with frightened faces. stoke mumbled some cuss words under his breath,

i rolled my eyes, i guess stoke saw this, since he slapped my ass hard as fuck.

i winced, before covering my mouth.

"who the fuck is in here?"

-i was blasting eric bellinger in my eardrums while writing this, so um yeah.