Only You

Plans

Khris

Me and E were currently role playing, if you know what I mean. I was pretending to be the naughty/Innocent little school girl while he was my sexy ass Math teacher.

"Now tell me, Ms. Holten, why have your grades been dropping? You had an A+ in this class and now your down to an F-." E said pacing back and forth, staring intently at me. I bit my lip watching him.

"Well? Are you going to answer me Ms. Holten?" He asked again, now smirking.

"To be honest, Mr. Thompson, I don't know why my grades are falling. I do know that I don't enjoy the work." I said playing with the small little flower sitting in the middle of my tight revealing school girl uniform.

E licked his lips as I crossed my right leg over my left leg revealing a little ass. He stopped pacing and now stood directly over me. My breathing increased as his eyes roamed my body slowly. I stared up at him licking my lips flirtatiously and twirled my hair with my finger.

"So you're telling me, that you're purposely failing class?" He asked. I nodded and looked up at him with innocent eyes.

"Oh." He said now walking to his "desk". He grabbed what looked like a paddle.

"Looks like I'm gonna have too punish you then." He said. He now stood directly over me again. He bent his head down to my face level.

"Strip." Was all he said. I felt the paddle slowly rubbing my thigh.

He backed away from me and sat in his chair watching me. I stood up and smirked. I was about to tease the living hell out of him and didn't even know it.

I started with my little ass skirt. I turned around and slowly wriggled out my skirt. I looked back at him making sure he saw the way my ass jiggled for him. He was biting his lips and staring dead at it. I turned around and began slowly unbuttoning my shirt rocking my hips from side to side. I opened my shirt revealing my purple laced bra. I slowly walked towards him and he began shifting in his seat. I was now behind him, rubbing his chest lightly with my hands. I let my hands drift slowly to his manhood and gripped it. He groaned and grabbed my arms. He turned around his rolling chair and placed both hands on my sides then sat me in his lap. He was hard. Good, I did damn good.

***

Ciara

"I gotchu nigga! Man, what the fuck everrr! Haha, bye Lik!" I chuckled while hanging up. Me and him had been discussing Que's birthday party and shit since it was next month. I called Khris but she didn't answer and E didn't either. No tellin' what them nigga's doin'.

Anyway, like I was saying, Me and Malik decided on throwing Que's birthday party at the beach. We were planning on inviting mama Rosie, Miracle, Rozzie, all of Fyb and some of his other friends. After the parties over, I plan on giving my baby a little somethin', somethin' at a small little cabin I reserved for us.

I sat my phone on the coffee table and rose up from the couch. I had on nothing but Que's shirt and a thong. I went up the stairs and opened my bedroom door. Que was still sleep lightly snoring with his lips slightly parted.

He is so fucking cute!

I closed the door and jumped on him. He groaned.

"Baby, wake up!" I said. He didn't budge.

"Get up!" I bounced up and down on him. His eyes shot open and he grabbed my sides holding me in place.

"You better stop." He said. I squinted my eyes at him and smirked.

"And what are you gonna do if I don't" I began grinding my hips on him and he groaned.

"Stop." He squeezed my sides and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. You can sleep all day if you want. I'm going out." I said removing his hands and getting out of the bed.

"Where you going?" He asked.

"Somewhere you ain't." I said closing the bathroom door before he could say anything. I turned the shower on and began stripping out of my clothes.

***

"I love it! Thanks so much!" I said hanging my phone up. I had just gotten of the phone with Nyla Smith, professional decorator.

She decorated the cabin I rented for me and Que and I tell you, she did a good ass job.

The theme that I had planned out was like, romantic yet freakish like. No not like sex swing freakish or anything like that but it was more...Let's just say it had a way of making you feel some type of way.

"Damn, this is nice. Don't fuck it up to bad." Malik said. I laughed and mushed his head.

"Shut the hell up." I said. "Don't worry bout' what we gone fuck up, better hope I don't fuck you up." I said.

"Fuck you mean 'better hope I don't fuck you up' you ain't gone do shit, Lil nigga." He said towering over me.

"Back the fuck up na', don't get fucked up." I said. He laughed in my face and started walking through the cabin.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere with Brianna?" I said.

"What you mean? I haven't heard from her or Jaylen in a while." He said turning around looking at me.

"Forreal, that's funny. I haven't heard from them either. Weird." I said. He shrugged and sat in the recliner.

I wonder where they ghetto asses at? The last time I saw them was at the foam party. It's like they disappeared or some shit. I mean it's whatever. They'll show up sooner or later.

"Anyway, when we leaving. Nigga sleepy." Malik said yawning.

I shook my head and grabbed my keys.

"Bring ya' high yella ass on!" I said walking out the door.

"Shut yo' short ass up!" I laughed and walked to the drivers side opening my door. While unlocking the door, I could feel someone's eyes piercing a whole in the side of my face. I looked around and saw nothing. Weird...

"The hell you lookin' for?" Malik said making me jump.

"Nothing." I opened the door and got in.

"You good, Ci?"

"Yeah, just making sure I had everything." I said. He looked at me for a minute before nodding and looking out the window.

Maybe I'm just...feeling things..Maybe.

***

I mean I guess this chapter was okay..

Just a little something for ya'.

Anybody peep that new hash tag #alexfromtarget ?

Shit got me all annoyed and shit, I mean..Homeboy cute or whatever but just face it, he ain't Que.

I think if anything, there needs to be a Jacquees hashtag! Yess, like...#Quefromrichgang Yess! Make that shit happen!

But back to the story topic, as you can see, some weird shit boutta' pop off! Just wait on it though!

#BBC
#fawkyhumean
#Quefromrichgang