Love For Lillies

Love For Lillies

  • WpView
    Reads 14
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jan 29, 2025
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
A wise man once said, "Never trust a woman. She'll tell you that you've got a big dick, that you smell good and that you treat her better than all the others. And you know none of that shit's true, but you believe her because you a stupid muthufucka. Whole time she got her hand in your back pocket and her nose in all your business fishing for any and everything she can get. Never trust pussy." That wise man with such wise words was my father; and my father was a loud mouth, ignorant, conceited drunk. I didn't listen to him much, but this night, I wish I took heed to his advice.
All Rights Reserved
#655
africanamerican
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Staring At The Clouds
  • Love of my Life
  • I Was Made For Loving You (Akashi Seijuro x Reader)
  • Sold To My Husband (MxB)
  • Dirty Little Bride
  • SCARRED
  • Crush -JimmySea
  • Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED)

**MATURE** ⚠️🔞 "Fuck me" I told him bluntly, his hands falling on my arms only to tightened. "What?" He asked and I leaned against the island. "You heard me" I told him. "I..." "Its what I want" I told him truthfully and in the darkness I could hear him suck his teeth. "I can't just fuck you without a reason behind..." But before he could finish I smacked him hard. ***** My life screamed bad luck in all aspects. Thought black cats carried a curse? Do try me. Broke a glass and thought you're now cursed? Apparently you have not Heard my story? Ever walked under a ladder by accident and your luck went from good to bad? Sorry to dissapoint my dear but I've been walking under ladders for years. Everyday was my friday the thirteenth every since dad left our life when I was only fourteen. Being abandoned by my own mother was nothing a fourteen year old ask for yet it was given to her. Rose bush have thorns they say but my life has been a constant battle every since. MATURED READERS ONLY ;)

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines