Free Crackhead by Lisa Lennox Page A

of him smacking my ass pushed me over the edge. That was the first time I had ever cum just by the sound of my ass getting smacked.”
    Monique pretended to wipe a tear from the corner of her eye. For the first time, she was proud of Laci’s yellow ass. Laci could see the excitement in the girls’ eyes as she told the story. She couldn’t stop there.
    â€œThis is kind of embarrassing,” Laci said, “but the sensationmade me erupt and I . . . I pissed on him. I could’ve died right there, but Mark seemed to get more turned on.”
    At this point in the story, Crystal twisted her lips up and had a look of disbelief on her face. She knew that no matter how hard you tried to piss during penetration, you couldn’t.
    Laci went on telling the story, caught up in her own drama. “He told me to stand up and let my pee run all over his body,” Laci said, shrugging her shoulders. “Mark started to squirm and moan under the stream of piss. He blew his wad all over the place. He loved it.” At first her story had all the girls horny, but then it got weird. Laci had eight pairs of eyes on her that never once lost focus. She felt compelled to proceed. “So I wiped him with a towel, and then he threw me on the floor and pushed my legs back to my ears. I lay there helpless while Mark dug into my guts. Then, oh my God, he started hitting a spot that I didn’t even know I had. I started screaming at the top of my lungs. He knew he was tearing it up, and that excited him so much that he erupted inside of me, rolled over, and passed out. Hell, I thought he might have had a heart attack or something. I started whispering his name. I wanted to tell him how good he had made me feel, but he wouldn’t respond. I started nudging him and he wouldn’t budge. Fear set in, and I sat up and started rubbing him on his chest while continuing to call his name. Still, he didn’t move,” Laci said with great intensity, as if she were reading a Stephen King novel to the girls. “His body didn’t feel right,” she continued. “I began to get nervous, so I checked him for a pulse. Nothing. Mark had died in the pussy. It wasn’t until later that I found out he had a bad heart. See, he had been born with some crazy heart condition. You know what I mean?” Laci said in a tone that sounded as if she might have been trying to convince herself as well as the girls.
    For a few moments, the room was silent. The girls just sat there looking at each other. Then they looked at Laci. For the first time, the bitches were speechless. It took everything inside of Laci not to bust out laughing, but she couldn’t hold it in any longer. Out of nowhere, she started laughing uncontrollably.
    â€œYou lying bitch,” Monique said as she began to chuckle.
    â€œWhat?” Laci said, still laughing, but acting like she had no idea what Monique was talking about.
    â€œI don’t believe you just fucked up my nut like that,” Shaunna said, trying to hold back her laughter, but letting a slight chuckle slip out. “Hell, you actually fucked me up once you started talking about a dead muthafucka. I ain’t into hearing about fucking a dead corpse and shit.”
    The girls all started laughing.
    â€œI’ll admit,” Crystal said, “Laci, you had me with you in the beginning. You even had me at the golden shower part, but you’s a lyin’ ho. You know damn well you made all that shit up.”
    â€œPsych!” Laci said, pointing.
    Tonette picked up one of the plastic-covered pillows from off the couch and threw it at Laci. “I can’t believe you,” she said. “Had us all caught up. Somebody else could have been talkin’ ’bout some real shit.”
    â€œYou know,” Crystal added, “real bitches do real shit.”
    â€œMy bad, ladies,” Laci apologized as she got her laughter under control. “I wanted to be