~My name is Jahnise Beach Nathem.~
Moms P.O.V|Flashback~
'Slow down grab the wall, Wiggle like you tryna make your ass fall off!' The music blasted threw the speakers.
I slowly walk over to the nice looking Latino man sitting in front of the stage with a stack of cash in both his hands.
"Ay papi! Watch and Learn!" I said to him as it was my turn to get on the stage, I got on the stage and wrapped my legs around the pole, then dropping into a split.
"Damn!" the man said.
I twerked in his face and bounced on his legs. I could tell I was going home with him tonight. If I did I'd get paid double just to fuck him and dip.
He stood up and grapped my wrist leading my to the exit of the building.
"I can't leave yet! I need my things!" He wouldn't let go. I couldn't resist I wanted to fuck him. I got in his 2013 Lincoln and we drove to what I think was his house.
The house was huge! Windows everywhere, 6 car garage, flowers, and an American Flag.
"Damn papi! Your casa gives me pleasure." I said in my Dominican accent.
"Come on I'll show you to my room." He softly took my hand again and lead me to a big room with a red and black canopy bed. I started off my pushing him onto the bed and rubbing him up and down until I finally took his shirt off. I kissed his stomach from his neck down to his waist line.
I unbuckled his belt and started kissing his waist, until something extremely hard was against the rim of my face.
"Mmmmmmm." I said licking my lips. I pulled his underwear and pants down and threw them in the corner near by. I looked at his john and it had to be about 4 inches. I stroked 3 times before my mouth met with his cold skin.
2 minutes later.
He flipped me over so that I was face down, ass up.
He finally came, all in my mouth.
"Mmm!" I giggled a little.
"Shut up whore!"
"Papi!?"
"Don't call me papi! Now get out of my house!"
"Your just gonna kick me out after I sucked your small ass dick?!" I said as I grabbed my jacket and ran out.
"Don't come back bitch!"
"You'll regret this big time!"
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Yasmeen
Teen FictionYasmeen is 15 years old and has already been in 13 foster homes who all have beat her and made her stronger. Yasmeen strives to get herself up and out the ghetto, until she meets someone she regrets meeting.