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Mariah's Life Style Part 1
Hope You Enjoy ! At the age of 13 i had the body of a full grown woman. no matter how hard i tried to hide my round breast and plump, apple-bottom ass beneath baggy cloths, all kinds of men hit on me everyday and it was distressing for a girl my age to receive all of that erotic attention. but i wasn't nowhere near stupid. i saw how hard life was for my grandma trynna raise kids. i was too smart to let some boy stick his dick in me and leave me to deal with the consequences of his nut. I'd rather masturbate to a hot erotic emery book then let some knucklehead get his thrill knocking my uterus up in my chest. i had already washed up and put on a pair of tight gym shorts and a tiny t-shirt to sleep in, but i was tired of hearing my grandma complain about her sweet tooth, the Spanish store right up the block stayed open all night. besides, it was hot and sticky in the house. there was no sign of breeze coming from nowhere. a walk down the block would get me out of the sweat-box that slum tenements in the city became each summer, and plus I'd shut my grandma up so we both could get some sleep. leaving my scarf tied around my head, i had taken the house key and two dollars worth of quarters from a drawer in my room, then told my grandma i would be right back. i had walked down the street with my ass bouncing and my breasts shaking. eyes hit on me from every direction but i ignored them all. i knew my body affected men, and there were plenty of dyke females who had tried to get with me too. the fact was, i was built. i had a mind-boggling shape on me and there was nothing i could do about what naturally showed. but i made it my business to look fly and decent at all times. i coulda walked around in stank-ho cloths, but my ass would've gotten me in a whole lot of trouble, and that's the last thing i was looking for. i had made it all the way to the store and i was walking back to my building when i heard footsteps behind me. it was late but the streets of Harlem were still alive, there were plenty of people sitting on their stoops or lounging on a parked car drinking cold beers and getting high. i glanced back and saw a shadow. i walked a little faster , wishing my ass wasn't so damn big. i wasn't trying to give his creepy behind no show back there, but i could feel my ass bouncing from side to side. i picked up my pace again when i got near the entrance to my building. the neighbor yasmere's light was on through her window, and for some crazy reason i was overcome with a sense of dread. i almost started to knock on her door and ask to use the phone or something, but yasmere was a ho and i wasn't fucking with that crazy bitch no more, so i shook my dark feelings to the side and pressed the button for the elevator instead. the elevator usually ran slow whenever it was actually working, but tonight it came pretty quick like it had been waiting just a floor or two away. when the doors opened i got on, clutching my bag and stepping over a puddle of piss as i punched to button for the sixth floor real fast. the doors began creaking closed and i was just about to feel safe when a big black hand shot through at the last moment, triggering the emergency mechanism and causing the doors to retract and slide back open. the dude stepped into the elevator with a scowl on his face.it was my boyfriends cousin Andre. he was fine, but to me fine on his ass didn't matter. there was something about him that gave me the creeps real bad. (Andre)i said hold the fuckin' elevator he beefed looking me up and down. i stood my ground. his lying ass didn't say shit, and even if he had, i damn sure wouldn'ta held it. there was no way i would have got in no elevator by myself with him if i had a choice. (me) well i didn't hear you i replied sarcastically, staring him down in return. this fool was like a bully-ass dog. show him a lick of fear and he'd be all over your ass. the elevator doors closed and the car rose slowly toward the sixth floor. i stood with my back in the corner and the small bag of chips and candy in front of me to block his view of my firm breasts. he stared at me for a second, then said.... (Andre) what's in the bag your momma, bitch is what i wanted to say, but instead i answered.... (me) candy for my grandma the next thing i know the bag of candy was flying through the air and i was flat on my back on the pissy elevator floor. (Andre) bitch, you think you a star, don't you ? i couldn't have answered if i wanted to. the motherfuckah had knocked loose my tooth and blood was running from my nose. (Andre) get up, bitch he kicked me in my ribs so hard with his timbs that i slid all the way over to the other side of the elevator, cracking my knee against the wall. (me) motherfuckah.... i managed to crawl to my feet and mumble when i saw what he was up to. he'd flipped the emergency stop switch, freezing the elevator between floors and was opening his pants. (me) ima...tell hakee--- i tried to say, but he slid his belt out the loops and swung it hard in my face. the buckle knocked the words right out of my mouth. it cracked my front tooth too. (Andre) tell that motherfuckah what he choked me with both hands until i sunk down to my knees gasping for air. i tried to fight back but he was older, bigger, stronger, and much crazier. he took one hand from around my neck and started messing with his zipper, and that's when i knew what time it was. when his skinny dick was sticking out the hole of his boxers, he punched me in my face again, then shoved it in my mouth and moved himself around. (Andre) yeah, bitch he threw his head back, then moaned and laughed at the same time. (Andre) suck this dick, u know u like it bitch, and if you do it real good ill stick it in your pussy and let you come when im through. NO !! i screamed inside, and snapped my teeth together, biting down on his hard, wet flesh. pain exploded in my cracked front tooth, and i quickly let go and yelped. (Andre) BITCH !! he screamed and started punching me all over my head, in my eyes, my nose, his fist slamming into my mouth causing my injured tooth to ring with pain even more. (Andre) BITE ME AGAIN !! GO HEAD !! U GONE SUCK THIS MOTHERFUCKIN DICK AND U BETTER NOT BITE ME !! SUCK IT, BITCH !!!! he pumped into my mouth even more violently...ignoring my cries and brutalizing my mouth. just when i thought it was almost over, he did what he said he was gonna do. he pushed me back down on the wet, filthy floor so he could fuck me. i found the strength to fight like hell as he ripped open my gym shorts and fell on top of me. i screamed with pain and rage as he penetrated me, but that didn't stop him. he thrust into me over and over again until he got his nut, and then he slobbered and panted in my ear trying to catch his breath. (Andre) yeah he said climbing off me and pulling up his pants.he looked around at the candy scattered on the dirty floor and picked up a few pieces, opening a wrapper and popping one in his mouth. (Andre) now, you wanna go running yo mouth telling somebody, go right the fuck ahead.cuz anybody will get straight popped if they come fuckin with me he flipped the alarm switch and the rickety elevator started moving again. when the doors opened on the sixth floor, i was still laying there in a pool of cold piss. i was half-naked, bleeding, and crying softly. (Andre) get up, bitch he said from the doorway (Andre) and the next time i want me some pussy, i better not have to fight you for it. cause if i do, i might just go on in there and get me a little from grandma instead. he laughed loudly at the look of horror that crossed my face. (Andre) here, crybaby he tossed a piece of candy down at me and laughed (Andre) have a peppermint, on second thought, have two....as good as that pussy is, your motherfuckin breath stank i thought to myself "he a damn lie, cuz my breath don't EVER stank!!" he just wanted to make a me feel lower than i already felt, that's all. To Be Continued.......... Hope u liked, don't forget to vote !! look out for "Mariah's life style Part 2" it might take a while but ill post it sooner or later. Much L.O.V.E. Mariah !
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