Free I Use To Love You: A Hood Chick's Revenge by Shaun Wanzo Page A

flexed my pussy muscles on that nigga, making sure I clamped my walls around his dick with every stroke. Two minutes in and I felt his whole body stiffen up. He started moaning a little louder and his strokes got shorter.
    “Ooh, god damn, Phat Kat. This is the fattest cat…” The nigga didn’t get another word out before he nutted like it was his first time. I watched his ass twist and jerk with a smirk on my face. Yeah, nigga. Say my muthafuckin name . I slowly let my legs down on the floor and sat back on the couch with my arms folded.
    “Damn.” He was on his knees, using the couch to hold himself up as he tried to catch his breath. “That wasn’t fair at all.”
    I laughed. “You understand the meaning behind my name now?”
    He nodded still trying to catch his breath. “It’s definitely the fattest and juiciest. Not to mention the best I ever had. How do you not have a man?”
    I sat up and grabbed his face. “I never said I didn’t. But fuck all of that nigga, I know you have a round two in you.”
    He stood straight up and slowly rolled the condom off his dick, which looked like a water balloon filled with nut. He then helped me up from the couch.
    “I got a round 2, 3, and 4 for you. But no tricks with your legs this time.”
    He led me into his bedroom, slid another condom on, and banged me out from the back. He had me bent over his bed with my face buried in the pillow. He had my ass cheeks gripped and was slapping them from time to time, really feeling himself. He was talking that nasty dirty shit to me, about it being his pussy and how I’d never felt anybody beat it up like that. He was the man until I started throwing it back on him. That nigga lasted for another thirty seconds before his body got all tight and he came so hard he collapsed on the bed afterwards.
    “I’m kidnapping your ass. You’re never leaving this condo. That pussy is just too good.” He got up and threw the condom in the toilet and came back and dove on the bed next to me. “I’m officially in love with you, Phat Kat.”
    “You’re in love with this pussy, not me.”
    I climbed off the bed and flipped a light switch on so I could check his crib out.
    “You better catch your breath, boo because I am leaving out the front door by the time the sun comes up, and you’ll never see me again. So I’d advise you to get all of this good pussy that you can.”
    I swagged out of the bedroom with my titties bouncing and my ass switching, naked as the day I came into the world. On one wall in the hallway that connected all the different rooms in the condo there were pictures of him with rappers, Game, Nippsey Hustle, and YG. There were also photos of him courtside at the Staples Center watching the Los Angeles Lakers and Clippers play. There were also a few of him at spring break, on a cruise, and posing on the strip in Vegas. He was always wearing red and with bad bitches, except the ones with the rappers.
    On the opposite wall was a bachelor’s degree in business management from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and an MBA degree from Marquette University. Who the hell is this nigga? There were also pictures of both of his graduation days alongside the degrees. The only ones where his ass wasn’t in red. In a couple of them he had his arm around a pretty older woman with Cartier frames on. I was guessing it was his mom and the other one was of his pops. He looked like both of them in different ways.
    “We’re being a little nosy aren’t we?” The sound of his voice startled me.
    “I sure am. I want to see what type of dude I’m over her fuckin’.”
    When he stepped in the hall and leaned his shoulder against the wall and crossed his arms, my eyes roamed over every inch of his six foot plus frame. He was made of nothing but lean muscle from his chest down to his calves.
    “Why do you care if it’s just for tonight?”
    “Um, excuse me, Jahlil…” I looked at one of his degrees hanging on the wall. “Jahlil