Chapter 14
Faheem Banks
Ismacked Mixie on her big round ass as she bent over making that shit clap in front of me.
Her red skirt was barely able to contain her ass cheeks as they wobbled, giving me peeks at her smooth pussy lips that were covered in red lace panties.
I could admit coming here with her wasn’t the first thing I wanted to do, not after tasting Juniper’s pussy, but a nigga was enjoying himself.
It had been a hot minute since a nigga stepped out.
I didn’t hang out with many niggas, but I had niggas I fucked with.
I hadn’t seen them, but linking up with them tonight turned out better than I anticipated.
Mookie rolled out the red carpet for us.
He made sure we had our own section and as much liquor as we wanted.
I fucked with the vibe. Even Mixie and I were on the same page tonight.
The shit felt good that me and my bitch were able to connect still.
Gee, the nigga that worked with Big Frank over his ho's, stepped out with us. Gee was one of the only niggas you would catch me chilling with on a regular basis. We didn’t hang that often ‘cause both of us stayed busy, but Gee was my nigga. He was posted next to me while one of his bitches, Dailite, sat in his lap, bouncing her ass. Gee didn’t have a faithful bone in his body.
Somehow, that led to him having four different bitches he called his, and all them ho's knew about each other. I don’t know how the nigga convinced all them to be okay with it, but I thought about asking him for some advice.
“ ‘Heem.” Lenoxx tapped my shoulder. He was another nigga that came around from time to time.
His ass was freshly single, after him and his girl broke up.
He was looking to mingle, and bitches had been on his dick all night after seeing him decked out in all green.
Lenoxx and his brother were heavy in the streets, and bitches loved both of them.
Which is why Lenoxx's friendly ass was single now.
“Whad up?”
“Who is that dancin’ with Frankee?” Lenoxx rubbed his hands together like he was plotting on a bitch.
Our section was right over the dance floor.
I sat with my back to the dance floor ‘cause I didn’t really give a fuck what was going on down there, not when I had my bitch giving me my own show.
I’d been giving Mixie most of my attention tonight.
I’d been feeling bad when I really thought about how I’d been moving with Mixie.
I kind of figured Frankee was gonna bring her ass.
She never missed out on a party. On top of her and Mookie having history, she wasn’t going to miss a chance at letting that nigga see what he fucked around and lost. Figuring it was one of the goofy ass bitches she hung out with, I turned around to see if I could get a better look at the broad.
I couldn’t make out the shorty that Frankee was dancing with.
The bitch was bent over making her brown cheeks clap together.
Frankee egged ol’ girl on, smacking her on the ass.
A nigga felt like he couldn’t breathe when shorty stood up, turning around, smiling at Frankee.
My heart about leaped from a nigga’s chest, and I thought of all the ways to kill a bitch.
Juniper continued twisting her hips seductively, and my heart felt like it was finna beat outside my chest. This bitch was in this mutha fuckin’ club basically naked shaking her fucking ass like shit was sweet.
Then her dirty ass had the nerve to be wearing green like she was fucking single.
Did a nigga not just eat her pussy? This bitch was about to die.
I swear a nigga felt like he was finna have a fucking heart attack, and Juniper’s ass was the fucking reason.
“My nigga, you straight?” Lenoxx asked me, but I was too mad to respond to that nigga. I had to focus on breathing before I exploded in this bitch.
I watched as Frankee and Juniper headed off the dance floor heading towards the bathroom.
I didn’t say shit. I moved Mixie out the way, telling her I had to piss, then dipping before she could say anything else.
I didn’t even bother responding to Lenoxx.
I’d fuck around and bust him in his shit if he said something I didn’t like.
I weaved through the club until I made it to the bathrooms. For once, there wasn’t a long ass line by the female bathroom.
With no fucks to give and my vision stuck on red, I barged into the women’s bathroom.
“What the fu-, Faheem?” Frankee looked at me frowning as she stood in front of the sink. “What are you doing?!” she shrieked watching me going down the row of five stalls pushing each one of them open.
“Where the fuck is she?” I growled, determined to find Juniper. The last stall was locked. “Juniper, open this mutha fuckin’ door,” I said, rattling the stall door.
“Faheem, what’s wrong?” Frankee pulled my arm, trying to get me away from the stall, but I snatched my arm from her.
“On my mama, Juni, if you don’t open this fuckin’ door, I’ma kick the bitch off the hinges,” I barked, kicking the shit outta the bathroom door.
“Faheem, stop!” Juniper finally opened her nasty ass mouth. “What’s the problem?” She tried to sound innocent, but it was only pissing me off more.
“The fuck you mean? Bitch, you know who you playin’ with?” I banged on the stall door. All I could see was myself choking the fuck outta Juniper. She had the game fucked up if she thought she was finna fuck with another nigga besides me. She gon’ fuck around and find her ass in The Red Room.
“You can’t be forreal?” Juniper chuckled, then I heard the lock click, then the stall door swing open.
“This what the fuck we on, forreal?” Rage wasn’t even the right word to describe what I was feeling when I saw Juniper’s outfit up close.
In the darkness of the club, I hadn’t noticed her entire outfit was see-through.
Juniper’s ass was really outside in a green mesh two-piece mesh pants outfit.
The black thongs were the only thing covering her pussy.
Her entire titty was visible except for the black pasties covering each nipple.
Strings hung from the bottom of her sleeveless shirt.
Juniper wanted to see a nigga locked up or dead, and I couldn’t understand why?
I thought when I left the house we were on the same page.
“Nigga, you a joke.” Juniper looked me up and down with disgust in her eyes as she shook her head at me like she had shit to be mad about.
“Let me show you I’ma joke,” I snapped, using my weight to back her back in the stall and closing the door once we both were locked in.
“Talk yo shit now, Juniper,” I said as I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist, pressing her back against the stall door turning her around.
“Why you got my shit on display? You wanna see a nigga in orange?”
“Faheem,” Juniper groaned, trying not to meet my eye contact.
“You okay, Juniper?” Frankee asked.
“She straight. We just talkin’,” I answered for her.
“Nigga, I’m not talking to you. Juniper?”
“I’m okay,” Juniper spoke.
“Take yo ass on, Frankee. I got Juniper,” I told my hardheaded ass sister.
“How you got my friend when yo bitch is somewhere looking for you?” Frankee asked, not missing a beat.
“No, forreal. You in here pressing me, but you got on all red? That means you unavailable, right? Then let me be, so I can find a nigga in green.” Juniper looked like she wanted to fuck me up.
“I got a bitch, but you knew that. It’s not a secret. You still wanted to fuck with a nigga, and now we here. It ain’t no going back.”
Our reality wasn’t perfect, but it was what it was. A nigga was falling deep for Juniper, and it was too fucking late to catch myself.
“Well, I wanna go back,” she said with an attitude, rolling her eyes up in that big ass head of hers.
“Why?” I asked. When she refused to answer me, I kissed her neck, knowing it was one of her spots that got her pussy gushy.
“I don’t make you feel good?” I asked in between sucking on her neck.
“I don’t treat this pussy right?” I asked, using my arm that was still in a cast to balance Juniper on the door, then my other hand found its way between her legs.
Just like I knew, her juices were leaking through the flimsy material.
Juniper moaned as soon as my fingers went to work on her clit.
“I know the fuck y’all aren’t,” Franke said, sounding pissed. I heard her heels clicking against the floor followed by the door.
“Just cause I’ma let you make me cum don’t change shit between us,” Juniper said, then grabbed my neck and kissed me roughly, grinding her pussy into my hands.
My dick was about to bust out my jeans, and I knew if I took it out, I was fucking Juniper.
If I didn’t fuck with her like I did, I wouldn’t give a fuck about fucking her for the first time in this bathroom, but that wasn’t how I wanted shit to play out with us.
I could have sworn I heard the bathroom door open again, but I was too caught up in kissing Juniper.
“Juniper, baby, can I taste it again?” I had never asked to eat a bitch’s pussy, but with Juniper, shit was different. I wanted to consume everything about her. If I could walk around with her pussy on my lips all day I would. This girl really was fucking up my head.
I didn’t wait for her to answer me. I placed Juniper on her feet.
Squatting down in front of her, I pulled her pants down then placed her legs over my shoulders.
Juniper watched me in a lust filled haze, rubbing my head affectionately as I pulled her panties to the side, kissing her soaked lips.
Placing a big kiss from the bottom of her pussy to the top.
I stuck my tongue between her pussy lips, enjoying every drop of her.
“Right there. Faheeemmm.” Juniper twerked her pussy on my lips.