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One`
-ANT


"Man, I can fuck that ho whenever I want to." A big burst of laughter erupted from the group. The crisp Brooklyn air enveloped Ant's body, as he walked with his two closest friends down the barren Brooklyn street.
"Man, chill out, you know she got problems." Ant replied. TC chuckled. "Man you gettin` soft on me Ant?" "Whatever." replied Ant.

Yogi was unusually quiet. But in the back of mind I knew not to ask. Dude was having problems at home. Ever since his moms got hooked on that stuff again, its been hell for him. I glanced over at him, he seemed empty, lifeless. There was erie silence, but I wasnt in the mood for talking. My concentration was broken by loud ass TC as usual."

"Man, the fuck yall so quiet for?" We bout to go hit up this spot, and fuck some hos`, yall down or not?"

We arrived at this big warehouse looking place, it was a little erie but, I could hear the music bumpin inside, and it put me at ease. As we walked inside, I could make out an assortment of people, but none that I could regonize through all the haze. Dro blowing, lights, music bumpin, and girls dancing. Just the typical Friday night. As I made my way through the crowd, I felt a hand on my shoulder. A females voice whispered, " Hey, whats good pa, havent seen you in a while." I turned around the see who it was, but she grabbed my hand and lead me through the croud. "Where the hell we goin`?" she kept walking. " Where we going?" I asked again. Still no answer.

We finally came to a stop, I heard the door shut behind me. She shoved her face into mine. I pulled away. " Jontelle?" I wasnt sure who it was at first, but through the dim light I saw her carmel complexion, and peircing eyes. "No, we cant do this. You know that Yogi is my boy."
" So? Its not like it hasnt happened before." She retorted.

"Look Jontelle, that was in the past, I've changed. Yogi is my boy, and aint shit gonna come between that, including you." She gave me a sour face. "Once a dog, always a dog." I pushed her aside and made way back into the crowd. I scoped the scene for TC and Yogi.


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sounds good so far
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two`
-TC


---It's two o'clock in the mo'nin', I'm 'gnaced up and I'm ho'ny
All I need now is some moanin', that pussy got me zonin'
Her vibe tell me she want it, she got to fuck how she on me
I got her now 'cause she jonin', I know in the panties she foamin'
I locked eyes on that monkey, I know she wet 'cause she told me------



Plies feat. Akon's song Hypnotised blazed the air. I was chill, just high as a mother fucker. I scoped the scene, watching the ladies move to the beat. I noticed Ant making his was over, he looked a little disturbed. "MAN. That bitch Jontelle just tried me."

I was little annoyed that Ant had interrupted my high, but I knew what ever he was about to tell me, had to be important. "What you say man?" The hydro had me cloud 9, I hadnt registered what he had said, so I asked him again.

"That ho Jontelle is here." Ant said. "So? You gone fuck or not?" I asked. I thought Ant was going to knock my head off right then and there, so I attempted to change the subject. "You seen Yogi?" I asked. "Naw" he replied. "Man Im ready to bounce, lets get up outta here."

On the way out, I noticed Yogi entertaining some ladies. I threw up the deuces to let him know that we were out. As we exited, the icy Brooklyn air hit me in face. Once again my high was interrupted. Ant and I stood in silence. I heard the clacking of heels against the concrete behind me.

"Damn" Ant murmered. "Hey! Where you guys going?" a female voice asked. "Oh hey Jontelle, havent seen you in a while." I stated. "Nice to see you too TC, you like nice." She responded.

The cab pulled up, Ant and I hopped in, and Jontelle followed right behind. "The fuck you going?" Ant asked. "Shut up" Jontelle replied. We rode in silence for the next block or two, before Ant decided to to get out. "Man I'll catch you later TC." "Fa sho." I replied. Jontelle and I rode in silence. She moved a little closer to me and grabbed one of my hands.

"Cold huh?" She chuckled. "Yea." I replied. She proceeded to babble on about something else, I was still blazed. So I didnt care.

"You know TC, I've always had a little a crush on you." Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. In the back of my mind I had always known, but I never paid her any attention, becuase she was a few years younger than I.

" I used to follow you guys around, hoping that you'd notice me. I used to put on my best clothes and everything." She added. "Pretty silly huh?"

"Look Jontelle, you really should`nt be telling me this, expecially knowing that Yogi is one of my best friends. Whats your deal?" I asked.

"Nothing TC, I just used to sit around and fantasize about me and you being together, and how you would one day take my virginity and stuff." she added. I could'nt believe what I was hearing. I wanted to be any place but there at that moment. I cant even lie though, Jontelle was bad, a lil Puertorican chick from the Bronx. But when she had hooked up with Yogi, she'd always seemed so off limit to me, so I payed her no mind. But the thought of beating it down then and there had entered my mind. I fought off the nasty thoughts.

The cab came to a stop, I hopped out and paid the guy. "Well can I atleast come in?" She asked. I just kept walking, and she followed behind.

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three`
-TC

I KNOW this bitch is not following me. She's up to no good, I told myself.

We reached the door to my quaint studio apartment. I opened the door, and let her in first. The smooth sound of Jazz bumped from my radio. The warm fire melted my icy skin, and the comfort and familiarity of my apartment set me at ease. The Jazz soothed my high, and the warm vanilla inscense filled the air. I plopped down on my leather couch, and let out a sigh.

"Man, your place is nice TC." Jontelle said as she scoped my apartment. "Thanks". I added. Jontelle walked around inspecting the art work on the walls for a few minutes. "Wow, you got taste TC."
"Yea, not all hood niggas are ignorant you dig?" We laughed, and she plopped down on the love seat across the room. I kicked my shoes off and turned on the game. I watch Terrell Owens glide across the field, and before I knew it, I had dozed off. Jontelle must have been in the bathroom, because I could hear the sound of water running in my sleep. I paid it no mind.


Aw man man what time is it? I woke up from my late night nap, and glanced over at the clock. 2:34 am. Shit. I thought to myself. My high had warn off as I attempted to get the crook out of my neck. I lifted up off the couch slowly, I felt a hand on my chest, it pushed. It took me a while to register who it was, I was still groggy from my nap. I felt a cold hand on my knee. "Man Jontelle, stop playing" I added.

She worked her had up slowly until she reached my man hood. I felt the zipper of my pants drop. She made no hesistation, her mouth engulfed my manhood. Her warm saliva trickled down my base. She was a pro, she worked her head slowly up and down. It was dark, only the dim light from the bathroom. She continued to give me brain. I layed back in extacy.

I cant do this to my boy. He dosent deserve this shit my mind was telling me, but my body was saying something else. "Awwww man Jontelle." I slurred.

"You like it daddy?" She asked. And mumbled something else in Spanish.

Jontelle got up from her knees and stripped down. Her dress hit the floor, revealing her black wonder bra and matching thong. Man, she had the most perfect breasts and nigga ever seen. She took off her bra exposing her perfect errect brown nipples. She plopped down on the end of the couch and spread her legs, motioning for me to come toward her. By then, I was fully erect. I pulled her panties over to the side, and played with her insides.

She moaned something in spanish. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my head towards womanhood.

"Aw hell naw. I dont get down like that". I retorted. We both laughed.

I entered her, and began my imfamous stroke. She was so wet, her juices soaked my couch. As I pounded away, I watch her angelic face teem with pleasure. She arched her back. I knew she was about to come. I grabbed both of her legs, and went in deeper. She shook uncontrollably. I exited her.

"10 Minutes Jontelle? Thats all you good for?" I asked playfully.

I sat back and let her ride me for a few minutes. She winded her hips as if she were griding on the dance floor. I felt like a virgin all over again.

I motioned for her to turn around, and I entered her from the back. She wasnt as tight as I expected, but at the moment I didnt give a fuck. Just as I was about to come, I exited her, and layed back, so that she could give me more head. She bobbed her head furioulsy, gripping my penis like a baseball bat. I could'nt take it anymore, I came in her mouth.

TC =)

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