...Lucky Red...: Friday, April 27, 2012 - 15:58
Torn...
”I Can't Let It Go...”
Her female intuition told her he was a dog but yet and still she lent him her soul, gave him her heart and allowed herself to fall in love. Torn between infatuation, lust, denial, and playing wifey, the only thing Leila knows for sure is that she's been through hell....
This is a tale about loving someone so much you lose yourself, only to find in the end that what you thought was real love was only just a game....
Comments
Aw no she feel for the okie doke smh he ain't do nothing but keep cheating on her
Thank you guys for the comments, keep then coming..
oo1 continued...
Recap.
”I thought you said it didn't work?!”........
End of recap..
Quan ignored her and roughly slid his thick d!ck inside her slit. He wasn't the biggest nigga in the world, but he knew how to work it well. The only thing Lei could do after he put it in was gasp for air and hold on for the ride. Holding her leg up Quan pumped in and out of her at a feverish pace.
A part of her wanted to leave him alone and move on, but the other part of her wanted to love him until it hurt. Flipping her over, Quan began to beat up doggystyle.
"Ooooh...baby..that's my spooot! Lei began to scream as she clawed at the cotton sheets.
"You like it when ya' man beat it up, don't you?!" he questioned, smacking her right as$ cheek, then left.
"Yeeees!"
Quan was that n!igga. There was no denying that. He was a c0cky son of a b!tch but he was hers. His entire presence was commanding and intriguing. He had a low cut with waves, sleepy brown eyes, strong regal nose, and sexy suckable lips. Lei's full name, Leila, was tatted on the left side of his neck. He reached almost 6'3 in height and had a body any woman would want to caress. Just the sight of him made Lei bust a nut.
"Ooooh...baby..fck me!" She continued to beg while rotating her fingers across her swollen clit.
"you gotta learn how to trust me, ma" Quan groaned, thrusting his hips from side to side, making sure he hit every last one of her walls before he bust a nut. "You gon' trust me?!"
"Yes, baby, yes, I'ma trust you!"
"You love me?!" he questioned, feeling the nut build up in the tip of his d!ck.
"N!gga, I'ma love you forever." And with that said, they both came long and hard all over each other...
damn lol
tht nigga caught lol
tht was a weak asz lie anyywayy
he cldve at least turned the ringer off
or somthing smh
rookie. . . .
runs
Mr. Quan needs to know how it feels to be played like a fool...I say Leila go out one night and not come home until the wee hours of night and don't bother to answer her phone...I bet he wouldn't like that
Thanks y'all...plz keep the comments coming.
oo1. continued
*I can't believe this nigga tryin' to play me*, she thought. *And after all we've been through*. Lei met Quan when he was a petty hustla. He was broke for the most part, but she saw potential. Back then he treated her like the queen she was. At first their relationship was cool, it was everything that love was supposed to be.
They never went a day without seeing or talking to each other. It was nothing for him to lavish her with affection and to show her how much he cared. Remembering the good ole days, Lei walked over to her jewelry box and pulled out the first piece of jewelry Quan had given her. It was a fourteen karat gold necklace with a gold name plate in the middle. Quan had stayed on th block day and night just to get it.
In return, she surprised him with a tatto of his name written on her wrist. From that moment on, Quan knew that she was his and did whatever he could do to take care of her. Lei never wanted for anything. They lived in a million dollar crib in the Central West End section of St. Louis and drove the finest whips.
For her love and loyalty, Quan blessed Lei with designer clothes, diamonds and furs. She didn't have to work, but for fun did a little modeling on the side. Quan made sure his boo was straight and Lei loved him dearly for that, but in her heart, she wished that things could go back to the way they used to be. Hearing the phone ring, she placed her necklace back into the box and reached for the phone.
”Hello?” she answered with an attitude, expecting it to be Quan, or the prank caller.”Whaaat, you in the house tonight? You ain't out in the streets?”
”Nah, West” Lei replied dryly, realizing it wasn't either.”Oh, well, where yo' man at?” ”I don't know. You tell me” ”Damn, that nigga ain't there? I been tryin' to reach him all night.” ”Is he ever here?” ”Ahh, don't be like that, babygirl, you know he out there in the streets on the grind” West spoke deeply into the phone.
”Thats what's wrong wit niggas now, they always out in the streets” she snapped, rolling her neck. ”Yeah, I agree. Ain't nothing out in them streets. But that's what's wrong wit niggas though. They start fckin up, givin space for niggas like me to take over.”
”West, what you know about takin care of a woman?” Lei asked, intrigued by the sound of his voice. ”Yo, that ain't even for you.” ”C'mon, tell me. I'm a big girl, I can handle it.” ”Yeah, thats what yo mouth say but we'll see. Tell my boy I'ma holla at him.” And with that, he hung up.
Shaking her head, Lei placed the phone back onto the charger only to hear the front door open and the sound of Quan's heavy footsteps approaching the bedroom door.
”What you still doing up?” He asked as he placed his keys on the dresser. ”No, the question is where have been?!” She shot back with her arms folded underneath her breasts, giving him the and you bet not lie look. ”I was wit West and them.” ”Nigga, quit lying cause West just called here lookin for you! I know you was wit that b¡tch!”
”What b¡tch you talkin about now, Lei?!”
”Sherry, nigga, THAT b¡tch!”
”Man, I wasn't wit that girl. Go head wit that. It's late, a nigga tired. C'mon, ma, don't start” he said, slipping off his pants and Prada tennis shoes.
”Don't start? Nigga, I've been callin you all night! And why the fck didn't you answer yo phone?!” She spat, mushing him in the head.
”Cause it didn't ring and you bet not put yo hands on me no more!” He warned, getting into her face. ”It didn't ring? What kind of bullsh¡t a$s lie is that?!” She shot back, not the one to be easily intimidated. ”On the real, I think I broke it.”
”Yeah, right, whatever Quan. You full of sh¡t!” ”Lei, baby, calm down, lets just go to sleep” he reasoned, trying to to take her hand.
”Don't touch me! I don't know where yo dirty a$s hands been!” She snapped, getting up and preparing to leave. ”Where you think you going?” He asked, pushing her back down on the bed.
”Leave me alone Quan! I'm going into the other bedroom!” ”What for?” ”Cause I don't wanna be nowhere near yo triflin butt!” She said , trying to get back up. ”Man, sit yo a$s down! You ain't goin nowhere!” He pushed her down again. ”Will you stop?!”
”Man, just shut up and come wit it” he whispered as he pulled up her pink negligee, revealing her 34c breasts. ”Quan, I said leave me alone. Just let me go in the other room a'ight” she whined, trying not to moan. ”Shh, c'mon, ma, just let a nigga get sone in peace. I know you feel how hard my d¡ck is” he pleaded while pushing her legs apart.At that moment, Lei knew that putting up a fight was useless. Quan's head game was lethal to say the least, and every time he went down on her, she was guaranteed to cum at least twice.
Ready to handle his biz, Quan placed her onto her back. Wanting him to taste her, she parted her lips for him. Quan got the hint and dove in head first. With each of her thighs in his hands, he sucked on her clit until she screamed out in ecstasy. With expert precision he licked the right side of her clit causing her to shake and moan. Just as he expected, Lei started to cum in his mouth. Quan loved it. She tasted just like candy.
”Oooooh just,like that” she panted, holding onto the sheets.
”You like that, baby?”
”Yes!” She squealed as he flicked his tongue across her clit even faster.
”Oooh baby, please make me cum again!” She begged.
Doing as he was told, he parted her lips even wider. Wanting to please his boo he sucked on her clit more, until Lei came in his mouth again.
”Aaaaaah!”
”Damn boo, you taste good”
”Ooooh....that sh¡t feel so goddamn good! Baby,.pleeeease make me cum!!”
The faster he licked, the more Lei begged. He placed two fingers inside her pússy while still sucking on her clit. The combination caused Lei to cum again for the third time. Quan was just about to replace his tongue with his díck when his cell phone began to ring.
”I thought you said it didn't work?!”........
Keep the comments coming plz
And let me knw if that sex scene was a lil too much for y'all
Smh.
Run this.
The feeling of loving someone who is doing you wrong is
the worst, but she need to leave his ass tf lol
i like this already run it!
oo1. I'ma luv u 4eva
Sitting on the edge of her bed, Leila gazed around her lavish bedroom and wondered was it all worth it. It was 4 o'clock in the morning and she was at home alone for the second day in a row. Quan, her boyfriend of nine years, was out in the streets doing God knew what and with whom. She'd called him over a million times and not once had he bothered to pick up the phone.
She knew he was wit another chick, but without any proof all she could do was go on her woman's intuition. Rolling up a vanilla dutch, she shook her head in disgust, because she knew no matter how much sh!t he put her through, she wasn't going anywhere. Leila and Quan had been together since she was 18. He was her and she was his ride-or-die chick.
The 2 had weathered the storm more than once, but nine years into their relationship and no ring in sight, Leila was starting to become fed up with the bullsh!t. She was tired of pretending that she didn't give a fck if he cheated or lied. She was tired of acting like she didn't give a fck if he left or if he stayed. She was tired of pretending that clothes, money and jewelry would erase the pain of him not being there. Plain and simple, she was sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Nobody knew the ache she felt in her heart everyday. They didn't know that secretly she hated for loving Quan so much. They didn't know that the thought of him being with another woman tore her up inside. Leila wasn't an angel, either. She cheated on him a couple of times, too, but it was only after years of turning her cheek to Quan's indiscretions.
What was she supposed to do after years of neglect, thoughtlessness and cruelty? With her legs crossed she lit up the cigar filled with weed, parted her pouty lips, placed it to her mouth and inhaled deeply. Shaken by the reality that her man was up to no good, Leila ran her fingers through her already disheveled haid and released clouds of smoke from her lungs.
All at once, her anger grew. All night her phone had been ringing off the hook with prank calls. Nine times out of ten it was Sherry, the girl that Quan had been cheatin' on her with.
A year ago, the two had a heated argument over Quan at Leila's best friend's salon. Sherry had called herself putting Lei on blast in front od everybody, but het plan backfired. Lei had cussed the skank out, but she couldn't front. Some of the stuff Sherry said did cut deep,.especially the part about her not being able to have children. Lei and Quan tried for years to have a baby,but each time she reached two months, she would miscarry.
Glancing at the clock, she noticed that it was now 4:55. She picked up the phone again and tried calling Quan's cell, but was only met with the sound of his voicemail picking up. ”Yo, this Q, leave a message.”
Even more heated that he hadn't picked up the phone yet again, Lei waited for the beep and said, ”I hope you enjoying fckin that crusty toe b!tch, cause please believe when you walk yo retarded lookin a$s in this house it's gon be World War Three up in this muthafcker!” Pressing the pound sign, she ended the call and hung up.
Run it? Lemme knw wat y'all think...