Scandalous (3 page)

Tracy wasn’t home when we got there. I was glad to see her prissy ass gone. I went to my room to get out my gear for tonight. I didn’t want to get too dressed up. It was going to all end up on the floor anyway. I picked out a black sheer tank top and a pair of low cut jeans. My new black lace bra and thong set would look great under that. It was only 9:00, so I had a little time before I had to be over at Craig’s. I turned on the radio. Big Poppa by Biggie Smalls was playing. I love that song, but it made me remember that night about five years ago. Mama had lost some more money that she didn’t have.

Big Willie came in my room; I already knew what the deal was so I got down on my knees. I had been paying my mother’s debts for about two years at that point. Big Willie told me to get up. He wanted something different tonight. He wanted to fuck my ass. I told that nigga he was crazy. All I could think about was the pain that would cause. He begged and pleaded for me to give it to him. He finally told me he would give mefifty dollars if I let him stick it in. Money. That was a different story. My mother taught me to do damn near anything for money.

I took his money and slipped my pants off. He grabbed my Vaseline off my dresser and coated his dick with it. They sure as hell didn’t call him Big Willie because of his dick size. It couldn’t have been any wider than my thumb. I tried to relax as he bent me over and started to push through my virgin hole. I guess since he was so small it didn’t hurt as bad as I anticipated. He pumped about a good three times then yelled like he was having a baby. Next thing I knew nut was running down my butt cheeks. He pulled his pants up and walked out. Damn, that was the quickest and easiest fifty dollars I ever made. That night I learned two things. One, I was starting to like the benefits of sex and two, how easy men part with their money.
Eric dropped me off at Miller Hall. That was the athlete’s dorm. It was made coed last year. I walked in, and of course the niggas was

staring like dogs in heat. I walked up the stairs to room 262 and knocked on the door. Craig answered wearing nothing but some gym shorts. I was about to jump on his ass right there, but I noticed his teammate Jason sitting on the bed. Craig let me in and closed the door behind me. “I hope you don’t mind the company?” Craig knew I was coming over to fuck, so I guess he told his boy to come get some too. “No, I don’t mind. I can handle both of you.” I didn’t care if I had to do the whole football team, as

I walked over to the door and hit the light switch. I almost jumped out my skin, when the room came to life with little stickers they had put all over the wall that glowed, when Craig’s silly butt turned a black light on. I guess they thought that was sexy or something but it didn’t matter to me. I was there to get mine. Both guys sat on the bed as I turned on the radio to 98.6, the slow jam station. The music was hot. I started to slowly dance in front of both of them. My ass wiggled to the beat of the music. I looked and saw that both Jason and Craig were getting harder and harder. Jason stood up and took off his pants. He had a thick dick but I was interested in Craig’s thickness.

I got down on my knees, closed my eyes and opened my mouth. What ever went in, I was sucking. I felt the smooth skin of a hard dick past my lips. I opened my eyes and it was Craig sliding his monster size dick into my face. I wanted to give him the best head he had ever gotten. I was so into Craig that I didn’t notice Jason laying on the floor behind me. I felt him lift my butt cheeks and slide under me. I was sitting on Jason’s dick with his boy’s dick in my mouth. I tried to break his damn pelvis; I fucked him so hard. I let Craig’s dick fall from my mouth.

“Which one of you are gonna cum for me first?” I must admit Jason’s dick was good as I bounced my ass up and down on him. Every so often he would smack me on the ass. That was a turn on for me. I loved when a guy smacked me on the butt or pulled my hair. Craig walked over and put his dick back in my mouth. Bouncing on a dick while sucking one is a dream come true to a freak like me. I had two big hard dicks to do what ever I pleased with. I was in paradise. After a few minuets I got up off Jason. “Craig, come fuck me from the back.”

Jason turned the music up because all of us were starting to get a little loud. I bent over the bed and let Craig jam his dick into me. Finally I had his ass. I clinched my pussy muscles to tighten myself up a little. I wanted him to come back for more after tonight. I was lost in lust.

“Talk dirty to me Craig. Call me names. Tell me that I’m a slut!”
That must have gotten them both turned
on. “Take this dick, dirty bitch!”
“Yeah baby that’s it. Give mama all that big dick!”
Jason jumped in “Shut the fuck up and suck my dick!” He walked over and slapped me in the face with his dick then shoved it in my mouth. I could feel my heart start to pick up pace. Craig was ramming me hard. It was like he was reading my mind. He grabbed my hair and pulled back on it. I let Jason’s dick fall out of my mouth for a brief second.
“That’s what I’m talking about. Pull my hair daddy!”
It was like I had a sixth sense about when a guy was about to cum. I could tell before they could. Jason’s dick got extremely hard in my mouth I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he came.
“I want you to drink my cum bitch!”
As soon as he was ready to cum I pulled off his dick and let him cum all over the floor.
“Damn girl! I wanted to cum in your
mouth!” “I’m not your girlfriend nigga.”
Craig was still going strong. His thrusts were getting stronger by the second. I had cum about three times all over his dick. The smacking sound of his dick hitting my pussy was making us both uncontrollable. He grabbed two handfuls of my ass. I knew he was getting close. I started throwing my ass back at him as he fucked me. I could feel the pulse in his dick.
“Shoot it on my ass baby!”
“Here it comes…aghh!” I felt warm cum fall all over my

butt. I jiggled my ass as he stroked the last few drops from his dick. I laid flat on my stomach across the bed. Both Jason and Craig were tired as hell. I got up and walked over and turned on the lights. Of course Jason started talking first.

“What’s up Boo? We ain’t done.” “Yes
you are,” I said with a stern voice.
“Craig, tell your girl to get over here and suck my dick!” Before Craig could say a word I was all over him. “First of

all I didn’t want to fuck you in the first place I wanted to fuck your boy, but since you were here I just gave you some mercy pussy! Secondly, I told you before; I’m not your girl. You demand shit from her! The only reason I let you talk to me like that before was because I was caught up in the moment but rest assured that won’t happen again!”

Craig didn’t open his mouth. And neither did Jason for that matter. I got dressed and headed for the door.
“Craig, you were wonderful. I hope we can do this again real soon. Just next time, leave Curious George home okay.”
Jason do kinda look like a monkey the more I think about it. I winked at Craig and walked out the room closing the door behind me. I walked over to the freshman dorm to look for my friend Prentice so he could take me home.

While Michelle was out doing her thing, Tracy and I sat on the sofa and watched B.E.T. It was late and both of us had taken our baths and was ready for bed. I had on my favorite red and black flannel pants with a wife beater. She was wearing a pair of Joe Boxers and an old Roca Wear tee shirt. I was all into the videos, when she just started talking.

“Have you ever done something in your life that you regret? And, no matter how hard you try to put it behind you, it just keeps coming up?”

I sat there for a second and thought about my answer. From the look on her face something was eating away at her. “Yes. Once I stole some money out of my mom’s purse and got caught. From then on she’s always held her purse close to her whenever I came around.”

Tracy just looked at me and laughed a little. I knew that’s not exactly what she was talking about. But I didn’t want to make her situation about me ’cause I have a tendency to listen to another person’s problems and end up telling all my business.

“Eric, if I tell you something you promise not to tell another soul?”
Damn, this was getting deep. She must have killed somebody and was under an alias trying to run from the police. Okay. My imagination got the best of me for a second.
“Yes, I promise.”
She took a deep breath. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I could see that whatever she was about to tell me was hurting her. All the wild things I imagined she was going to say left me. I was really concerned about her. Placing my hand over hers I said, “Whatever is on your mind, you can talk to me about it.” “Okay. Last year down in Miami, I…”
Ring…Ring…Ring. My cell phone started ringing. “Hold up just one second.” I dropped her hand and went into my room to grab my phone. “Hello?”
“Eric, you are not gonna believe the fun I had
tonight!” “Michelle, is this you?”
“Yeah. I fucked Craig and his roommate Jason at the same time.”
“No you didn’t! Was it good?”
“Hell yeah! Both of them have big thick dicks.”
“Damn girl, tell me everything. I want to know everything about them, inch by inch.”
“Well, I’ll tell you about it when I get home. I’m on my way to the freshmen boy’s dorm to get my new friend to bring me home.”
I sat on the edge of my bed for another five minuets giddy as a little girl at her first sleep over. “Oh shit. I forgot all about Tracy.” I said to myself, as I jumped up and went back into the front room. Tracy was knocked out sleep. Evidently she was sleeping hard ’cause her mouth was open and she was snoring loud enough to wake the dead. I walked into her room and grabbed her comforter off the bed. Placing it over her, she smiled a little. Whatever she was dreaming about was making her happy. That’s a big difference from the tear soaked eyes I had just seen. I’m sure whatever was on her mind, she’d get around to telling me another day. I walked back into her room, because I noticed a picture of Brandon on her dresser.
Whispering to myself I said, “Damn that’s a fine ass nigga.” Picking up the picture I knew that there was something different about him. I had to find out more. I went to the door and listened to see if Tracy was still snoring. After a few seconds I realized that she was louder now than she was before. In Tracy’s room was something like a make shift shrine set up of him. Pictures of him in swim trunks. Pictures of him dressed up. The most gorgeous one was the picture of him standing on the beach without his shirt on, with the sun setting behind him. Looking around the room I noticed a note pad on the night stand next to the bed. The note
pad had a picture of an angel on it. I picked it up and turned to the first page.

I don’t know what to do. Brandon wants to take me out tonight. But he has demanded that I go out with him. My heart belongs to Brandon. I’ve put myself in this situation. I have nobody to blame but me. I can’t believe that I’m still going through with this. I told myself never again. But every time I see him, I just have to. I need to get myself together. Brandon is whom I desperately desire. He was a mistake. I’ve said that to myself over and over again but I still keep going back. Today I found out that now I’m a willing participant.

“Damn, my girl had a little situation down there in Miami,” I said to myself. I turned the page. Suddenly headlights ran across the room. I closed the note pad and put it back on the nightstand. Running out of Tracy’s room I kicked over a glass of water. “Oh, shit.”

I looked for something to clean it up with. I heard a car door close outside. In a few seconds Michelle’s keys would be in the door and that was sure to wake Tracy up. I looked around frantically and found a pair of cotton panties lying on the bed. I threw the panties over the spill. I used the extra cotton crotch part to try and soak up the water. I figured if they could contain her wetness, they should contain this one. The front door opened and sure enough I heard Tracy yawn. I balled the underwear up and shoved them in my pocket. The bathroom was right next to Tracy’s room so I acted like I was coming out of there.

Tracy stood up and wrapped herself in the comforter. “I’m going to bed. See ya’ll in the morning.”
As she walked away, Michelle started. “Shit, I didn’t want to talk about it in front of her anyway.”
“Why do you hate on her so much?”
Michelle frowned. It was like she had smelled rotten eggs and fish at the same time.
“I hate people like her.”
“What do you mean, people like her”
Sucking her teeth she said, “Do you want to know about my night or what!”
“Yeah heffa, tell me.”
Michelle went on to tell me about her escapades with Craig and Jason. I swear that girl is a true freak. She reminds me of a female version of me. I can just imagine all the freaky things I’m going to do to Thomas when I get my hands on him.

I must have died and gone to Heaven. I walked in my reading and diagnosis class, and the man of my dreams was sitting there flashing that killer smile at the ladies. These gold digging hoochies don’t have nothing on me. Thomas is every bit of 6’2 195 pounds. He has a milk chocolate complexion and eyes that melt your heart. I made my way over and sat in the seat to his left. I wanted to speak but Professor Long walked in and started class. Reading and diagnosis is a senior class that teaches how to identify factors and study the various causes of reading disabilities. Professor Long explained to us what our group project was to be this semester. I heard the word group and my eyes lit up. I was going to make sure I ended up in Thomas’s group. That would help me make my move.

The project seems pretty simple. We have to asses the reading abilities of a group of school children and implement the appropriate courses of treatment. We had to form groups of four.

“Thomas, man what’s up? How was your summer?” I asked finally getting to look into his big brown eyes.
“Man it was good. Too short; I spent most of the summer doing an internship at Miles Elementary.”
“Cool. Why don’t we work together this year on the project?” Hoping he would say yes.
“Not a problem, all we need are two more willing participants, and we can start working on our A.”
Right on cue, the two skanks he was talking to earlier sashayed their way over to join our little duo. Don’t get me wrong, Skye and Misa are beautiful females, but I don’t need them cock blocking. They both want Thomas just as much as I do. I can tell by the way they throw that fake laugh every time he opens his mouth.
We all agreed to meet in the student union at 4:00 to go over the plans for the project. It’s 3:40 when I get there. I sit down just in time to see Thomas strutting up the steps. He sees me, and give me some dap.
“Eric, this is going to be one helluva year. We have two beautiful ladies to work with. Skye is fine, but Misa, she has those beautiful Asian eyes, and ghetto booty. You should try to hook up with Skye. I plan to bend Misa over first chance I get.
If I don’t bend yours over first. I thought. “I can’t disagree with you on that. Skye is a dime piece, but I got my eye on another treasure I want to dig into.” I said while licking my lips. Thomas looked at me with curious eyes but didn’t comment. I’m sure he knows about my sexuality, and I don’t plan to hide the fact I want him for a five-course meal.