Choices (23 page)
Authors: Skyy
Misha caressed Cooley with her hands as she continued to stroke Cooley's quivering clit.
Her touch sent chills throughout Cooley's unrelenting body. And then, finally it happened. She just let go and felt the orgasm release sending shock waves all over her.
Misha stroked Cooley's inner thighs as the tremors continued to rock her. She pulled softly at the tuft of hair that covered her pussy and licked at the sweet juices that curled around its wisps.
Slowly, Misha took her finger and rubbed it against Cooley, about to insert it, but Cooley grabbed her hand.
“Damn, Misha. Hell no, that is not happening!” Cooley sprung up from the bed. The moment was lost. The vulnerability she felt was too overwhelming. She grabbed her manhood and strapped it on. “Now, don't you owe me?” she demanded.
Misha sighed and got on her knees. She inserted Cooley's manhood in her mouth and began to suck it. Cooley let out a moan. “What the hell do you get out of this?” Misha stopped and asked.
“Man, you will never understand.” She motioned for Misha to continue. Taking Misha's head in the palm of her hand, she pulled it toward her manhood. Cooley stroked in and out of Misha's mouth with it. She could feel it pushing against the back of her throat.
Cooley nodded. “Yeah. That's right. Suck it, baby, suck it.” She watched as the girl sucked her strap like she was trying to suck a thick milkshake out of a straw. Cooley felt the warmth of her cum wetting the back of her strap. She was back in the driver's seat.
Chapter 30
Carmen, Lena, and Misha sat in a room with twenty-seven other girls all dressed in black. After almost a month of waiting, she received a letter inviting her to be a part of the Spring Pledge Class of Chi Theta Sorority, Inc. Carmen looked down at her hands, which were trembling. She glanced over to Lena, who looked unimpressed, and to Misha, who looked like she was angry.
“God, I am so nervous,” Carmen whispered to Lena.
“Girl, please, you're completely prepared for this. You both are.” Lena looked at Misha and noticed the upset expression on her face as well. “Misha, what's going on?”
“I'm sorry. I have a lot on my mind,” she whispered to Lena and Carmen. “It's these trifling bitches that are trying to ruin my relationship. Girl, look.” She handed Lena her phone. Both her text message and voice mail boxes were filled with blocked phone number messages. The text messages just said “ho” over and over. “And the voice mails are just playing crazy songs that all have to do with hating people. This is so crazy. I have never dealt with this kind of bullshit before.” She slammed her phone shut.
“Misha, I understand. When I first started here, girls were all hating on Brandon and me. They tried to tell me about all the shit he did while I wasn't going here, but I just let it go. They all want what I got, just like those bitches want what you have,” Lena said.
“Yeah, girl, do you know how many girls wish they could have tamed the Killa Cap Cooley?” Carmen added as Misha laughed.
“I guess you're right. I am crazy about Cooley, she does something to me, and, boy, she deserves her title.” Misha started to blush.
“Oh, well, you better hold on and fuck these bitches out here,” Carmen said.
Just before she could continue, the women of Chi Theta Sorority walked into the room, all wearing their Chi Theta shirts.
“Welcome, pledges to the Spring Pledge Class of Chi Theta Sorority, Incorporated. You have all been chosen out of 238 women to join our elite sisterhood,” Torrance, the president of the chapter announced. “The road to the burning sands will not be easy, but it will be very rewarding. Take a look around you; these are your line sisters, your only support during this process.”
Three of the members of Chi Theta started to pass out booklets to each of them as Torrance continued to speak.
“These booklets contain privileged sorority information. There is a confidentiality form located inside of it. We would like for each of you to sign that form now, and please give your money orders as well.”
Each girl signed the form and placed her payment with it as the members picked it up.
“Welcome to the pledging experience. Please go home, and we will call you with further information. Make sure that you wear black whenever you are coming to a pledging session. There is a list of everything you will need inside of the book. You are dismissed. Look forward to phone calls from us later.”
The three girls headed back to Lena's dorm room.
“So, Misha, I want to know, when did you and Cooley first do the do? I thought you were going to hold out forever,” Carmen said to Misha, who immediately started smiling.
“Girl, she set this whole little thing up about a month ago. I couldn't resist.”
Carmen laughed. Lena was very intrigued by the conversation.
“You go, girl. So what did she do?” Carmen asked, smiling from one ear to the other.
“Oh, my God. These bitches have a reason to be crazy. I tell you that,” Misha said as she relived the first time in her head. “Cooley did something to my ass that I have never even dreamed about. The girl is a pro with that mouth of hers.”
“Hell, yeah, that's what I am talking about. Now aren't you glad you got with my bro?” Carmen said, smiling from ear to ear.
Lena just continued to listen.
“Yeah, I am.” Misha smiled. “But you know I had to break her ass down off of all that âtouch-me-not' stud shit. She tried to resist, but I finally got thatâ”
Carmen quickly cut Misha off. “Wait a minute, please don't tell me she let you give her head.” Carmen stopped walking. She was completely shocked.
“Well.” Misha smiled. “It took a whole lot of work, but yes, I got that!”
Misha hit Carmen, who was still in shock. Lena also was shocked from what was said.
“Misha, wait, wait, I don't think you understand. Cooley has never been touched before, not by a man or a woman. You just took Cooley's virginity.”
Misha froze at the comment. “You mean, Cooley . . .”
“Yes, Cooley must really love your ass.” Carmen started to walk again.
Misha was smiling from ear to ear.
Lena was completely confused by the whole conversation. She finally couldn't take it anymore. “Can I ask you all a question? What do you get from being with a woman? I mean, why use a fake dick when you can have the real thing?” Lena asked Carmen and Misha.
Carmen and Misha both laughed.
“Girl, it's a big difference. Honestly, I don't even need to be strapped. It's the touch and sensuality of a woman. Who knows how to please you more than yourself?” Misha told Lena.
“Yeah, let me tell you all. Nic totally pays attention to what my body is saying. She knows exactly where to touch and how to touch it. Men are so dumb, they don't think to pay attention like that. They're too busy trying to get a nut,” Carmen said.
Lena didn't know what to say.
“You all are so right. I mean, Brandon is good in bed, but he doesn't try anything new. I tried to get him to do some of those things I saw Cooley do to you on stage and he wasn't going, talking about, all that isn't needed to give head.”
Carmen and Misha laughed.
“Girl, I have been with men before, and they are not as attentive as a woman is. Cooley makes sure to have me completely pleased, more than once. She makes sure that I enjoy every minute of the act. She gets off from pleasing me. Does Brandon make sure you are pleased before he finishes?” Misha asked Lena.
Lena thought about the question. There were plenty of times that she wanted more and he didn't give it to her. “He is okay, but sometimes he just does what he has to do and calls it a night. But who can blame him when he has practice and school? My baby be tired.”
“So, do all studs act like Cooley, you know, not wanting you to touch them and all?” Lena questioned.
Carmen quickly responded, “You know most hard studs do. They don't like to be reminded that they are women. So they detach from their breasts and pussy.”
Misha agreed. “That's true, but you can find a lot that have the stud mentality, but they aren't completely hard-core, butch-ass studs. Cooley knows that she's a woman, but that part of sex isn't what pleases her. Like I said, she gets off from doing me.”
“So what is Denise? I mean, she doesn't walk around acting like a man, like some of them that I see around here. When I first saw Cooley, I thought she was a man,” Lena said, remembering the first time Cooley walked into her room.
“Oh, girl, don't let the ponytail fool you. Denise is all stud. She is the aggressive one in the relationship by far. She just isn't as hard as Cooley, but there is nothing soft about her at all. And before she got on the level she's on now, Denise was known to have a few girls gone in the head too. She's broken quite a few hearts.”
Lena looked at Carmen, surprised by the statement. “Are you serious? I just can't see Denise hurting anyone.”
“Well, she wasn't a ho like Cooley was, but she did have a few relationships. That was until that bitch came along.” Carmen laughed, remembering the past. She suddenly frowned and added, “Dumb-ass broad fucked up by sleeping with that man.”
“What are you talking about? That's what happened?” Lena asked. Denise would never tell her why she was the way she was, or what happened with Crystal.
“Yeah, I remember hearing about that fight. Denise walked in the room and found her ex fucking some man. She got to fighting in the dorm and everything. She hasn't dated anyone since then, right?” Misha added.
“Right. I actually ended up becoming her roommate after that. Then she became one of my best friends. I don't know where I would be without her and Cooley. They are like family for real.”
Just then Carmen's cell phone rang. She read her text message and immediately started to feel funny. “Damn, you guys. I forgot about something. I'll have to meet y'all in a few hours.”
“Oh, that must be Nic. Girl, I am so happy for you and her, and she is fine as hell.” Misha hugged Carmen.
“Thanks. Well, I'll be back.” She said good-bye to her friends and headed back across the campus. She had some unfinished business to take care of.
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“Hey, baby.” Tameka opened the door to the hotel room as Carmen walked in. She tried to kiss Carmen, but she pulled away. “Damn. What's that for?”
“I just came to tell you that I can't do this with you anymore. I am not going to fuck up with Nic for you anymore,” Carmen said to Tameka, who wasn't paying attention to her at all.
“Carmen, don't start that shit anymore. You know it's about me and you. You aren't going to leave me for that punk anyway.”
Up until now Tameka was right. After their altercation, Tameka continued to call Carmen until she talked her into meeting to get some things of Carmen's that she had. Carmen met her, only to find out that Tameka had other things on her mind, and Carmen quickly fell back into Tameka's bed. Ever since then Carmen had been seeing Tameka again, even though she was with Nic.
“No, Tameka. I am serious. I can't do this anymore. Nic is a wonderful girl, and I am happy with her.”
“You are in love with me. You know it, too.”
“No, I'm not.”
Tameka grabbed Carmen and pulled her into her arms. “Yes . . . you . . . are.” She passionately kissed Carmen.
Tameka's soft lips pressed hard against Carmen's made her weak, and she promptly gave in.
Carmen knew she was wrong, but she let Tameka sex her anyway. She wanted to say no, but her body and soul said yes to her. She moaned, as Tameka stroked in and out until she came from the strap. Immediately afterwards Carmen got up and put her clothes on, trying her best not to cry.
“Look, Carmen, you need to leave old gal alone. It's time to be me and you again, and I can't deal with you fucking with some other chick.”
Carmen looked at Tameka. She knew Nic was the right one for her. It was time to make a decision.
“I will talk to you later.” She grabbed her bag and headed out the door.
As soon as she got in her car, she called Nic. As soon as Nic said hello she started to cry.
“Nic, I'm sorry, but I can't see you anymore. I got some personal issues I need to deal with, and it's not fair for me to string you along while I deal with them.” Tears rolled as she sat in silence, waiting to hear Nic's response.
“Carmen, what? Where is this coming from? What's going on?” Nic said, confused by the news she just received.
“I am sorry, but I still have feelings and issues I need to work out.”
“Let me guess, 'cause of your ex, huh.”
Carmen didn't respond; her silence answered the question for Nic.
“Carmen, fine. I can't make you change your mind, but she's a dog and you know it. Don't fuck up something good for some bullshit!”
Carmen had never heard Nic be so forward. She could hear the emotion in her voice.
“I'm sorry, I don't want to mess anything up. I just need some time. I want to make sure that I am not using you.”
“Use me, Carmen. If it takes using me to get over that bitch then do it. I'm willing to help you. I am falling in love with you, Carmen.”
Carmen could tell that Nic was serious. Her voice became very raw, full of emotion. Carmen broke down even more.
“I'm sorry, Nic. Please forgive me.” She hung the phone up before Nic could respond. Carmen put her head down on the wheel and cried, ignoring the phone as it played Alicia Keys, “If I Ain't Got You,” Nic's special ring tone.
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