By Tamyara Brown
"She is sin in a beautiful body named, Onika. Her long legs spread wide open, her fruit fuzzy like a peach and her clit is pierced. Her pussy drenched with a nectar so thick, creamy and the scent of her is the aphrodisiac I crave for . I am addicted to her strange fruit. My father is addicted to her love, her beauty and that is the problem. Both of us guilty of indulging at different times. What is it about all three of us that drives her to want two sons and a father?" I enter with quick, long and strong strokes she arches her back, tears fall from her eyes, she speaks in her native languages of Yoruba and Dangbali and like a possessed woman she bucks each time I go deep in her yoni. She loves it and I know in my heart of all hearts she wants me and only me. It is what I allow my heart to believe."-Cash
How did it begin?
"Cash go deep,baby." She purrs
I pull her to the edge of the bed, push my length into her mouth. She licks her lips, smiles then looks at me and then my father's picture. The scent of the room is of cinnamon and vanilla candles. The flicker of the flame illuminates the act of indiscretion and sin against my father and her husband. I push deeper into her mouth, she holds my hips, knees bent, leaning on her tippy toes and like a professional she takes all of me without gagging. I hold her head and move faster as her jaws collapse around my lingham. My knees buckle, I lean my head back and let out a loud grunt.
She slides me from her mouth and I push her down, she spreads her legs in a V formation and I enter her a inch at a time. She squeals, she curses, she shakes as I pull her into me. I am so deep into her yoni she begins to speak In her native tongues of Yoruba and Dangbali. She pulls out her hair and I can't help but wonder if she is imagining all three of us making congress with her. If she would want us to celebrate in her yoni, bathe her in our sperm. Sick, I know but for some reason this derange notion makes me cum hard.
I fall on top of her and all the times I've performed this act I've never kissed her lips. I stroke her head. She is sin. She is my father's wife but slowly I begin to love her. I begin to think I can make her mines. I create fantasies of healing her heart that she will divorce him and marry me.She sits up and rushes to the shower. I hear the water running, my jism is bagged up in a condom. As taught by my father I set it on fire and flush it down the toilet.
"He'll be home soon. I need to wash the sheets, shower and...."
I cut her off and snatch the curtain open. Her deep brown skin glistens and the sweet smell of strawberries. Her weave hangs on her shoulder, now forming ringlets of curls and her thick lips still coated with my cream.
"Play like I wasn't all up in your yoni . Who do really want?"
" I want you but I am your father's wife. I have to honor our marriage vows." She lathers with the loofah and the soap runs down her yoni.
"You are afraid to leave him?" She looks up at me and clicks her tongue.
"Yes. He will kill us both. What we are doing is wrong and we must stop."
" It is never wrong when I am fucking you in his bed. You don't complain when your drinking my jism. Stay with him and be unhappy." I storm out of the bathroom and stop in my tracks as I see my twin brother Money stood outside his room door and his arms folded. He snorts.
"On some real shit she playing both of you. Onika is a whore and I can't believe Mr. 4.0 college man is being suck into her game."
I am staring at the identical look of me. We are different but the same. I pull in air and look in the sky.
"It is deeper than sex. She doesn't want him she wants me."
Money chuckles and asks,
"Are you shitting me, Brah?" Are you like seriously falling in love with this T.h.o.t? What the fuck is in her Vjay jay juice that makes y'all so stupid? You smarter than that, kid."
"Why can't there be a chance she actually loves me?" I hold my hand to my heart and
Money raises his eyebrow and smacks his forehead.
"She is our father's wife. This bitch is setting you up for major failure if you think she is going to take a bullet for you. You must want to die doing stupid shit like you doing. Onika only loves one person and that is herself. I'm scared for you because when he does find out he going to rip your guts out through your ribs."
Dripping wet she steps out and stands in front of Money. She glares at him and he frowns at her.
"You don't know shit about me, Money. Real talk keep my name out your mouth. I can't stand your ass."
He rubs his neck , moves it side to side. He walks close to her and puts his finger in her face. Cash jumps in between the both of them.
"I know you more than you think. What you are is a whore and a filthy one at that. Those dudes running a train on you over on Box street. You tricking in the Falls and letting..."
She click her tongue and smiles.
"And don't forget me sucking you off every third Saturday years ago. Are you mad or nah, Money it isn't my pussy juice on your dick?"
Money and Chase stared at one another. Truth was delivered by express mail. I slid to the floor and money ran his hand over his face.
"So Onika your loving the crew. Is this your shit screwing family members?" I shoot a look at Onika who lowers her head and sucks her teeth.
"Like I said she a whore." Money screams out.
Onika walks in the room and locks the door. I was in a triangle of deception and how do we untangle the web I weaved?
"Cash, brah it was way before you and Dad. " He pleads
"When was you gone tell me?" I slam my fist into the wall.
"Seriously you can't be tripping over this? What you are doing playing in the devil's den? Onika is going to serve your ass to Dad for dinner. Yo, I'm tellin you to get your mind right. Dad is crazy on a laxative, brah. She isn't worth your life and you damn sure can't wife her and live in the B-low."
"Sex is one of the roots of all evil. It will make you insane, lose your mind and religion. Make you break commandments It will start wars, tear down empires and make a King become a pawn. One trick is tearing a family apart. We all are in danger from eating the devil's shepherd pie spiced with strange fruit. Only one of us will come out alive and that is me."- Money
I met Onika while chilling with my boys in Perry projects. I was young and everyone told me about the Super head of the pjs and like the rest of the dudes I wanted her lips on my dick. I will admit she was fine and so we started kicking it. The thing is I watched her in action. I knew from the start she wasn't about nothing but the streets. She and I only had sex once but after that it was all about her lips to my microphone. I learned a long time ago to never share your sperm with a whore.
A year ago
"Money, I want to have your baby."
She sat in between my legs and slob glisten her lips. I ran my hand through her matted weave. The dirty bedroom she lived in had clothes all over the floor, plates with dried food and mold. I pushed her away and zipped up my pants She erased the good feeling and what blew my mind was she actually thought she qualified to carry my seed.
"Come on Ma, you know better than to say some dumb shit like like that. I don't share sperm. My sperm is reserved for my future wife. Don't ever disrespect me thinking you fit the description of being the mother of my child. Fuck outta here and just for that you no longer have permission to suck my nuts." I chuckle and walk towards the door.
She was loving the crew gaming mofos for their money. She lost respect the moment my man Lincoln caught her screwing some random white dude. She jumps up , slips on her pants and her shoes. She kicks my leg and I grit my teeth to honor the code never put my hands on a woman. She attempts to slap me and I grab her wrists.
"Now you know in twenty seconds or less I will have some of my goon chicks beat you bloody. I'll watch your ass get stomp out while eating a bag of hot cheetos and put it on World Star hip hop. Now do you really want to go there and put your hands on me?"
She is breathing hard, her eyes are flooded with tears. I know in my heart some one stole her soul. Some creep did her dirty, put out in the streets and promised to love her and then break her heart.You don't just jump up and decide to become a whore some dude introduced her to that lifestyle. She experienced a horrible life and maybe I should care but I don't.
" You gone get yours, Money. Always playing me dirty and using me. I hate you and every man who exists." She screams.
" We all gotta die, boo. You came at me disrespectful talking shit about me making a baby with you. Don't you have a son your Mama raising and you want to bring another child in the world you can't raise? Get your life right and even then you wouldn't qualify to be the mother of my child. You know your position every third Saturday is to suck me off and in return for your services I get your hair did and buy you a steak sub. You mad at yourself for accepting the terms and conditions un befitting of even a Thot. Now get your ass gone and find some self respect." I wave her off and she breaks down in tears. I throw the money on the table and sling the steak sub on the floor.
Just like that I thought Onika was gone from my life until one day at dinner Dad brings her home announcing their engagement. I am 100 percent sure her plan is to divide and conquer. Her plan is to tear our family to shreds by deceit. Isn't that how you ruin a family? Isn't it how you devalue a man? I peep game and Onika is stepping on the wrong shoes.
Author Tamyara Brown
My love for writing is unconditional. It is my sanity in this crazy world.