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“Yo, I wanna ’nother pair of them panties, ma. I swear, Kat, I wanna beat that ass up one good time wit’ this dick.” I shake my head, laughin’. Nigga, puhleeze. You’ll get a bullet to da head ’fore I eva let you stretch these walls. I delete the message, then listen to the next one.

“Yo, that clean up job you needed is done. It was swift and straight to da point. You should have no further problems.” Swift and straight to the point is code for a sharp shooter poppin’ ’er dome ’n droppin’ ’er in one shot. Good, I think, tossin’ the phone ova on the bed, grinnin’. That’s what da bitch gets. Bitch shoulda stayed in ’er lane and left me da fuck alone. One down, and one more to go. You can run, but you can’t hide nigga. The Kat Trap is comin’ for ya.

“Yeah, muhfucka, you betta hope da police find you before I do,” I say out loud, walkin’ into my closet to pull out a dildo and one’a my vibratin’ butt plugs. A bitch wanna celebrate Rosa gettin’ bodied wit’ two holes stuffed. Knowin’ she’s on ice got my pussy steamin’.

I step outta the closet wit’ my gadgets in hand, makin’ my way into the bathroom. I squeeze my ass, alternately slappin’ my ass cheeks, makin’ ’em pop ’n bounce wit’ each smack. I am so fuckin’ horny. I bend at the knees, squat down low, then lean ova the sink. I slap my ass harder; got the shit stingin’, causin’ my pussy to snap open and shut. It needs to be feed and stretched and worked over by sumthin’ long, black and thick.

I slide my right hand between my thighs ’n massage the front of my pussy, lightly brushin’ my clit. “Bitch got dropped…skull got popped…ooooh, yes, slumped that ho…”

I work myself into a frenzy, turnin’ on the vibratin’ butt plug, then slidin’ it into my ass. I keep playin’ wit’ my clit. The vibrations in my asshole gotta bitch’s pussy creamin’. I shift gears. My murderous thoughts go to the nigga, Jawan.

“Yeah, muhfucka…you like beatin’ on women?” I ask, starin’ at myself in the mirror, pretendin’ I’m talkin’ to Juanita’s nigga. “You wanna stomp baby’s outta bitches? Well, I’ma stomp ya nut out, muhfucka. Open wide, bitch-ass muhfucka. I’ma ’bout to shut ya lights.”

The thought of havin’ that nigga butt naked, then pullin’ off my disguise ’n lettin’ the nigga look me in the eyes makes me moan. I wanna see shock ’n fear in the nigga’s face when I cock back my piece. “Mmmmmm…aaaaaaah…”

I slip my dildo into my gushy hole. Pop, pop, pop! “Uhhhhh, welcome to da Kat Trap, muhfucka,” I grunt, pumpin’ ’n windin’ my hips. I grind down on my dildo, squeeze my ass cheeks together, then lift my left leg up onto the counter and fuck myself into a delicious trance, yellin’ ’n screamin’ ’n moanin’ out shit I can’t even remember ’til my cream squirts outta me, and coats my dildo. I pull it out, then greedily suck on it while still workin’ the butt plug in my ass. I push the dildo back into my pussy, then nut all ova again.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Don’t wanna hate ’im…ain’t tryna date ’im…nigga still pressin’…spendin’ time…chillin’…winin’ ’n dinin’…definitely diggin’ da nigga’s swagga…still…a bitch don’t know if she wanna let ’im bag ’er…

I’m standin’ in the middle of the bedroom naked in a pair of red Jimmy Choo stilettos. My body is oiled. Candles are lit ’round the room. And a bitch is feelin’ real sexy. I wait for Tamia’s “Can’t Get Enough of You” to start playin’, then go into a slow-sexy hip wind. I run my hands through my hair, then twirl my hips. I wind it down low, then bring it back up, bend ova and grab my ankles. Shake ’n pop my ass; one cheek at’a time. Pull open my ass. Let the muhfucka see what he’s ’bout to get.

Alex is sittin’ at the foot of the bed, butt-naked, rubbin’ his balls and strokin’ his hard-ass dick. I got the nigga droolin’. I been teasin’ ’im—and teasin’ myself, for the last thirty minutes. My pussy juices are already runnin’ down the inside’a my thighs. I’m ready to fuck this nigga. But I’ma make ’im wait for it. I want the nigga to beg for it.

I haven’t seen ’im in three days, but he sent me flowers two days in a row—pink roses the first day, and birds-of-paradise the second. I ain’t gonna front. A bitch was surprised and grill-cheesin’ it extra hard. No nigga has eva sent me flowers. So when he called to get at me I told ’im to come through. Told ’im I wanted my pussy eaten ’n beatin’. Told ’im tonight, I was gonna give ’im sumthin’ he might neva get again. Thirty minutes later, he was at my door.

So here we are.

I gyrate and shake my hips. Lift my titties up to my mouth and start lickin’ each nipple slow ’n seductive. “You wanna suck on these titties, muhfucka?”

“Word up,” he says, tryna reach for me.

“Look. Don’t touch,” I playfully warn, pushin’ his hands down. I let my titties go. Then slowly run my hands all ova my body. I drop down in front’a ’im, start playin’ wit’ my clit, pat the front’a my pussy, then stick a finga in. I keep my eyes locked on Alex. I stick anotha finga in. Finga-fuck myself as he strokes his dick. “You wanna put ya dick up in this? You wanna feel this pussy heat, muhfucka?”

“Hell yeah, baby. You see how fuckin’ hard this dick is? Stop fuckin’ ’round, yo, and let me taste that pussy.” He stands up. I tell ’im to sit his ass back down. Tell ’im if he gets up again, I’ma shut shit down. I let ’im know I’m in control tonight. He sits his ass back on the bed. “Yeah, aiight, you got that off. But be ready to take it when I get ya ass pinned down in these sheets.”

I pull my finga outta my hole, standin’ up. I slip my fingas in my mouth. I moan. “Mmmm, this pussy’s soooo good.” I greedily suck ’em dry.

“Damn, yo…I’ma fuck da shit outta you. I’ma beat them muthafuckin’ walls up, ya heard?” He’s grabbin’ and shakin’ his dick side to side, then strokin’ it. “Fuck. I’ma wear ya lil’ ass out, girl.”

I ignore the nigga. Stick two fingas back into my pussy, finga fuck myself some more, then scoop out some’a this pussy cream, walkin’ on ’im. “Open ya mouth, muhfucka.” He does. I stick my fingas in. His horny ass slurps my fingas up. “Keep poppin’ shit, muhfucka, and you ain’t gonna get none’a this kitty-kitty, bang-bang. You wanna bang up this wet kitty?”

“Yo, you fuckin’ wit’ me, girl. You ’bout to make this dick spit.”

“Yeah, muhfucka…bust that dick.” I push my titties up. “You wanna shoot that nut all ova these pretty titties?”

He rapidly strokes his dick. “Aaaah…ohhh yeah, baby. Fuck…”

I tell ’im to stop jackin’ his shit. Tell ’im not to nut yet. Tell ’im I wanna coat it wit’ my spit. Tell ’im I wanna milk the nut out wit’ my mouth. I walk up on ’im. Tell the nigga to stand up, then I drop down low. I take his dick in my mouth; start suckin’ it off all slow ’n sweet, then start gulpin’ the shit. I got the nigga dippin’ at the knees. Got ’em moanin’.

“You like that shit, muhfucka?”

“Ohhhhh fuck yeah.”

Then a bitch starts gettin’ real nasty wit’ it, spittin’ and slobberin’ all over his cock, makin’ a lotta smackin’ and poppin’ sounds wit’ my lips and mouth, then lickin’ up the spit from ’round his balls.

“Gotdaaaaamn, you nasty, baby. You suckin’ da fuck outta this dick. Fuck, yo.” His leg starts shakin’. I reach up and start squeezin’ his smooth muscular ass wit’ my hands, swallowin’ his dick balls deep, like only a true dick suckin’ bitch can. This muhfucka’s big-ass dick got my eyes waterin’, but I keep on rockin’ his top. My clit throbs for his tongue on it.

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