The California Saga by Chunichi

Diana to come over. Then, I pulled her head down to my dick. Bobbing her head up and down, Diana was beginning to choke, but I didn’t give a fuck. Plus, I didn’t like her nasty attitude. This bitch acted like she was into a nigga, but all she really was into was a nigga’s pockets.
    But what I did like was the way this bitch sucked the skin off my dick and was playing with my balls at the same time. A service like that deserved payment.
    â€œAh fuck! Suck that dick, bitch!”
    Diana stopped her dick-sucking duty for a brief moment. “I don’t swallow, and you get one more position, nigga.”
    Damn, this bitch is a trick for real! The realization set in as I registered her last statement. Well, better make the best of this, since I’m officially a john. “Yeah, a’ight.”
    I picked Diana up and both of us landed on the dresser against the mirror. Her legs were wide open while she played with her pussy. I quickly put on a condom. One thing for sure was, I didn’t need any more fat rats running around, and definitely didn’t need a trick-ass baby mother, or even worse, that monster that a nigga can’t shake.
    After placing my dick into Diana’s wet pussy, I began choking her. I decided to use this as an opportunity to do that rough-sex shit. To my surprise, this crazy bitch loved it.
    â€œChoke me harder, nigga,” she screamed.
    â€œYou want it harder, bitch?”
    â€œYes, choke me. Fuck me. Give it to me real hard! Fuck this pussy up!”
    The look of excitement and fear, plus her extremely wet pussy, made me come within minutes.
    Damn, I needed that , I thought as she got up to shower.
    I reached for a washcloth to wash off my dick. That was the best hundred dollars I ever spent . I pulled out a cigarette.
    By the time I finished smoking, Diana was out the shower, and we were headed back to Mo Dean’s.
    I didn’t even bother pulling into the parking lot as I pulled up. I just stopped at the corner and hit the unlock switch and signaled for her to get out. As soon as she closed the door behind her, I pulled off and headed to my crib.
    I jumped out the car and headed in the house. I rushed upstairs and started a hot shower. After bathing, I opened the drawer to get toothpaste and toothbrush to finish my hygiene session for the night.
    Today was a good day, more or less. I finally got some ass, for a hundred dollars, and there was no baby momma drama. “Finally, a nigga can get a good night sleep,” I said aloud to myself.

Chapter 7
    â€œSaved by C”
    Sasha
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    â€œCome back home!” Jewel yelled as soon as she picked up the phone.
    â€œGirl, you’re crazy! I ain’t even been gone but three days!” I laughed.
    â€œI know, but I miss you already. So how’s everything?”
    â€œWell, I’m pretty much settled. I dropped my oldest boy off at his dad’s house, and me and the youngest are comfortable here at my parents’ house in Columbus. Girl, why this nigga have a big-ass five-bedroom house on a finished basement! He making major bread, and I’m up here struggling! That’s some bullshit!”
    â€œDon’t worry about what he has. That’s motivation for you to get your own shit together. Then you don’t have to ask a nigga for nothing! You have your own and anything a dude wants to contribute is extra! Understand?” Jewel quickly shared some real knowledge with me.
    â€œI feel you,” I replied. “I checked out a few strip clubs in Atlanta, and I think I found one I want to work at. It’s called Bottoms Up. They have one chick there by the name of Juicy that is supposed to be like the star chick. She got a nice body or whatever, but she doesn’t really do any shit that’s so amazing to me. I don’t feel like it’s any real competition there, and the club stays pack. I figure I’ll be able to stack dough and get back on my feet in