Destiny
Everybody is always in our business.
Yeah, two men live in my house and yes, I'm fucking them both. No, they aren't gay. Yes, they are my men.
IT'S SO STRANGE FOR A WOMAN TO HAVE MULTIPLE HUSBANDS BUT IT'S OKAY FOR A MAN TO HAVE MULTIPLE WIVES? No, I don't like one more than the other. Yes, I have dislikes about both like Dre, he smokes too much weed.
He makes it his mission to smoke weed. That I absolutely hate about him! And drew is too much of a picky person it's all about perfection and he is a cheater. That irritates me. He is so damn anal.
********************************************************************************************************************Today My home girl was coming over. I told them to be on their best behavior.
Brittany knocked on the door. They both sat there like they didn't hear the door.
Dre smacked his lips! “Here we go!” We wined. I cleared my throat before opening the door.
“Hey, love!” I smiled, hugging her. “Hoe!” Dre coughed! I smacked his freshly braided head.
Brittany smiled once she saw him! “Hey Dre!” she flirted, walking over to him.
I shook my head nobody knew about our arrangement outside of legal documents.
“You said you were going to call me Dre!” she said, getting in his face.
I frowned on the inside. She still thinks he is single.“Hey drew!” She said, waving at him.
“Can we have some privacy?” she said kicking us out of my damn front room.
Drew looked at Dre laughing “don't get burnt” he mouthed walking away.
Oh, hell Nah!
Is that where he got an STD from that's nasty as hell. Damn, he is smashing Brittany. I felt some type of way I know he was fucking the hell out of her like he was fucking me.
Well, besides the STD he’s about to have I’m happy for him. That good dick had to go somewhere.
“What you mean don't get burnt?” I asked drew. He smirked talking about mind your business. As we walked out of the living room. I almost knocked the fire out of his ass but he towered over me I was only 5 feet. Drew had to be 5’8 and Dre was exactly 6’2 “Excuse me?” I asked him
“You heard me,” he said, backing me into the kitchen sink. “You're too close” I tried to push his big ass.
“Nah, where are you going?” He asked, sucking on my neck. He lifted me onto the sink and pulled down my sweatpants. His dick touching my front. “You ain't got no panties on,” he said trying to fuck. “Dude no!”, I told him trying to slide off the sink and knocking down pans.
Dre flew into the kitchen “really bro!” He yelled out.
I closed my legs as Brittany stood there, looking confused.
“Yawl in here fucking?” She asked, smirking.
“Well, Dre, that gives us time,” she said, pulling him.
I could feel his steam as Brittany pulled him out.
We must maintain our secret no matter what.
“I can't hear yall fucking” Brittany yelled as she sucked Dre off gagging and sucking spit noises filled the room.
He was taking his ass straight to the clinic before he touched me.
Drew took this time to rub my belly. “Is this my baby?” he asked. I looked at him with so much hate and anger. After the shit he put me through, I hoped not. No everything wasn’t a happily ever after. After Drew walked in on us he has been bringing his ass home. And Dre said it is what it is and he Is staying now. “I told you I don't know drew,” I told him again. “Can't you count damn?” he asked out of his ass. The nerve of this bitch. “Can you fucking count Count the bitches you fucked while we were together?” I snapped back. He was taken back with an offended expression.
I never snapped at him before so quickly there normally Is a buildup of irritation first. I never had the chance he was never here, I had so much I wanted to say every time we fought, he walked out I never got the floor I always held it in I refused to continue this hatred while pregnant. Whoa, this was going to be an experience.
“You probably don't want it to be mine, right?” He asked, feeling sorry for himself.
I ignored his bullshit; the same ugly ass faces he always used after he cheated. He was quick to play the victim like he wasn’t ever in the wrong, he never owned up for anything and he always victimized himself. I really was waiting for him to fuck up! One last time so I could divorce him. But honesty as long as I had Dre I didn’t care what his ass did.
The love wasn't there anymore. And I think he realized that every woman has a breaking point I didn’t want him to talk to me or touch me. I walked into the bedroom and lay in my bed, upset.
After I calmed down, I went into my living room and watched the situation unfold.
“Dre, when are you going to give me some dick?” Brittany
asked him.
He didn't answer. I felt bad for him, but she was old, and he was new.
She is always coming over to chill. He just got here.
“BITCH! You ready to go?” I yelled to her I didn’t want to be home anymore.
“Hell, Nah not until I get some dick like you!” she screamed.
“Dre needs to stop playing!” she whined, putting her head on his lap.
“Dre when yall gone have sex?” I mocked him I was upset, and I was picking a fight! I was over everybody. I laid my head down on the coffee table by the lazy boy because I was getting sleepy.
“As soon as you let me and drew gang bang you,” he snapped he using a tone in he never used before. My eyes shot open Well, fuck, somebody was pissed...
“Whoa!” Brittany said. “so, you want to fuck her but not me?” She asked, offended.
“Well, guess what, Dre!” “You just lost your chance with me.” “And good luck with your dreams because they are married, and they don't get down like that!” she muffed him in the forehead. I was fake sleep-watching.
“Fuck you, Dre I can't believe you!” “I just sucked your dick,” she snapped Flying out the door!
“You wrong for that” I laughed hard chasing after Brittany. Dre grabbed me.
“Where the fuck do you think, you are going without pants and panties.”
He asked sternly. He said, pulling me close to him. He was just about to...
I loved it when he puts base in his voice. “Come here” I bit my bottom lip, aroused by his dominant energy, ignoring the moment for a second
Reality knocked I placed my hand to stop him. “Better get checked first!” I told him, walking away.
And so he did later…“What you mean I got gonorrhea!”
Dre yelled into the phone as I shook my head.
“Okay, so it's treatable,” he said to the doctor. “What time yall close?” He asked. “I will be in first thing in the morning!” He hung up the phone “man what the fuck!” He slammed his fist on the table.
“What?” I asked, confused by his attitude. “This isn't your first time.” I rolled my eyes.
“Oh, yeah…” “you burnt me first!” He snapped. “Burnt you” “never the fuck?” I snapped back!
“How the fuck you figure!” I asked. “Yo nasty ass was fucking you know she for the streets that’s why you asked if I was using a condom when we fucked you knew you were dirty.”
“oh, hell Nah,” “I asked because of that,” he said pointing at my stomach.
That hurt my feelings. Why are people constantly lying to me in my damn face, it’s obvious that they were fucking? “You just let her suck your dick last night,” I snapped, losing all control.
I was out of all of my filters and out of all my fucks to give the way I was feeling I was going to hurt somebody it had to be the pregnancy. “Well, if you didn’t fuck her how where did I get the STD,” I said proving my point.
“You better ask your husband he's the only one you Were blowing me up about,” he snapped. It was too simple it couldn’t add up that easily it had to be more complicated.
“No Dre!” “You were fucking with Brittany's ass and she burnt you” I spat at him my eyes were getting watery I was livid. “Fucking with Brittany?” “I never fucking touched that damn bih,” He snapped.
“Oh, really... Dre, so you never fucked her!” I asked over and over.
“You let her suck your damn dick last NIGHT,” I snapped again getting in his face, not sure what I was doing I just wanted the truth. I wasn’t the crazy one here she really sucked his dick but what I am saying is crazy!
“Bit.” He caught himself “look ass!” “I never fucking touched her.” “Ever besides then,” he snapped.
Images played in my head of them, two hours of great sex while I sat home sad and lonely. I was jealous. “You had her nasty ass pussy all over you!” I snapped, getting uncontrollably emotional.
“The only pussy I ever had on me was yours!” He snapped! I felt tears running down my face.
“Why the fuck am I crying?” The thought made me more emotional! “Don't cry, man...” Dre said softly.
“I'm sorry tiny,” “I didn't mean to make you cry.” He said, holding me and wiping my tears.
“Look at me Destiny. I never had sex with anyone but you,” he said. Looking dead into my soul.
I could tell he was being honest I already knew I just didn’t want to know that this wasn’t a big secret another woman sure, but my bitch, really?
“So that means that Drew gave me a damn STD. He came to me, apologized, and put that shit in me and infected me, then he made me blame myself and apologize and take his ass back! That’s foul as hell.”
Now I was fried. “Really, drew was fucking Brittany? How else would he have known she was burning?”
I was pissed I launched a chair across the room. Dre jumped. “Calm down! Stupid,” “Don't stress yourself and my baby!” He said smiling. I was craving Blood! “How the fuck dare he!” I gave him everything.
“Just lay down and ill rub you,” Dre said as we cuddled on the couch.
A week later…
I waited for him to walk through the door.
I stayed up late. But he never showed up. The couch was uncomfortable, so we got in bed. I lay in bed and cuddled with Dre until he left for work.
Destiny constantly stabbed the knife into the cutting board. “stab”” stab” she was beyond livid and she needed him out of her life and since he would not leave she was going to make him.
The front door unlocked, and she watched through the opening in the kitchen for him to quietly enter. He didn’t have to work today, and it was too late for any store to be open. Where was he?
After looking at him creep to take off his shoes, she twisted the knife into the cutting board, shaking her head and grinding her teeth he was still sneaking out.
All the lights were out, so he couldn’t see her. The light from the window illuminated his body. He reached his hands in his pants and sniffed them. Then he stripped out of his pants and headed to the bathroom
She beamed at him in the darkness as he walked past her straight into the bathroom. She stood by the refrigerator with the knife in her hand, listening to him in the bathroom.
“squeak” and a “thunk” was all she could hear as the water blasting. After his shower he walked into the kitchen smelling clean, he reached into the fridge and pulled out Destiny jugs of juice, and chugged it from the container.
She shut the fridge and met eyes with destiny.“Hey baby,” he said, trying to kiss me. I pushed the knife deep into his stomach, turning it as he gasped for air. He looked at me, moving his mouth, but no words came out. I pushed the knife through his flesh until it felt like slicing raw chicken.
Then he looked at the knife in his stomach and tried to pull it out. “Feel that” I yelled
“It's only the beginning of the pain you gave me.” “Brittany really! I’m,” he gasped.
“I’m.” He coughed out blood! “Oh, you are calling me her name?” I screamed, pushing the knife to its limit in his body, then letting go with a push.
He walked towards me. I backed up and watched him fall. I was tired of sorry. He dropped to the floor hard, and the blood ran down my feet I watched as he took his last breath.
“Destiny, tiny, wake up!” Dre rocked me out of my sleep. “Are you okay?” He asked I was covered in sweat, and he had a cold rag on my face.
I opened my eyes, still tired. “What time is it?” I asked. “It's 4 in the afternoon you've been sleeping for 7 hours.” He explained.
“Where's Andrew?” I asked, trying to get up. “Hey calm down first!” he calmed me.
“WHERE IS HE” I yelled. “He's sleeping on the couch!” he said. “When did he get here? I asked.
At 12 he's been here.” I wasn't convinced.
I still had words for him. “Move, Dre,” I barked at him, cranky, trying to get up, but I was dizzy! “Calm down!” “I can't” I was so pissed, more pissed than I had ever been. I tried to push past Dre, but he held me in place. “I will not calm down.” “So let me up,” “I can help with that. If you let me!” he rubbed my thigh.
“Dre, you are burning...” I frowned. That was last week “I went to the doctor remember I was clear yesterday.” He said. “I can wear a condom,” he tried to convince me
“Okay...” I sighed. He walked over to the dresser to grab a condom and put it on. I waited patiently I needed to get this anger out! Dre started with four play, but I wasn't in the mood. “Get to it I can't do all this touching,”I told him.
“Okay...” He said. “I will please you.”He laid me on my back. And eased in. The anger made its way to my hot spot. As I boiled between my legs, I wanted to be wrecked. “Dre fuck me, Foreal” I yelled out! In anger and frustration. “I am,” he said, continuing at his pace. “No, fuck me!” I yelled. “I don't want to hurt the baby,” he said. “Fuck this baby!” I yelled! Dre pulled out, and backed away from me like I was crazy. I loved my unborn but the hatred I felt for drew and the idea that this could be his baby made me ill.
“Chill!” He said. I grabbed his ass by his neck and pulled his head towards me, pulling his hair.
“Destiny stop that does things to me!” He Moaned that's all I needed. “Fuck me, Dre!” I shouted. “Okay... Tiny, but don't cry and beg me to stop once I start.” I wasn't in the mood for talking. “Shut up and fuck me!” I yelled at him. He rammed himself inside of me, not giving off any slack.
Straight, hard dick! “Yeses,” I moaned into the air. I dug my nails into his back.
Go deeper, I Moaned. He stopped and looked at me “you sure?” He asked.
“Yes!” He grabbed my legs and slowly put them on his shoulder. He dug into my guts slowly. I was irritated by his pace. So, I squeezed his ass and bit through his lip!
“Fuck me! Now!” I screamed! Dre felt some type of way. He put his hand on my neck and pushed my legs behind my head.
He rammed the fuck out of me! “Ooh yes, just like that.”
He looked at me, confused. I couldn’t normally bend or have sex like this.
“Damn it! Tiny, if I keep doing this I'm going to bust!” He groaned.
“Okay damn! Do something else.” He rolled me to my side.
He spread my cheeks and pushed my ass up on my back, then put a pillow under me.
For a permanent arch. He rammed himself into me, bashing my g spot.
I screamed into the pillow.
Dre held his hand on the small of my back.
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