CHAPTER FIVE

CRYSTAL

(AN HOUR EARLIER)

 

I’m on top of Mercy with my clit firmly on her pussy while Tiffani is underneath us licking and sucking anything she could. At the moment, the little problem I had between my legs wasn’t bothering me, which I was grateful about. I could feel my blood making my pussy juicier as I rubbed on her. This shit was beyond steamy and I’m surprised Tiffani went along with my plan for a threesome especially after all that shit she did earlier breaking my car window.

 

Maybe it was guilt. Or something else. I guess when I called her out on not being willing to do anything I wanted to please me, she figured she’d better give me what I wanted, even if it meant letting me fuck her friend.

 

“Mmmmm,” Mercy moaned biting on her bottom lip before grabbing my right titty and sucking. “That shit feels so good.” My long hair brushed against her face as I watched her lick.

 

Mercy is definitely a sexy girl with her big breasts and fat ass. She’s just my speed and I lied when I told Tiffani I wasn’t interested. Not too skinny or fat but big enough for me to rub my pussy on. I don’t know what my real obsession with Mercy is about but if I’d have to guess I’d say she was the only bitch I went after but couldn’t get. Until today.

 

And I needed this shit too. After I got into it with my sister and told Tiffani I was stressed she agreed to the threesome and called her friend. Her only condition was that I didn’t look into Mercy’s eyes while I was on her. Her request was easier said than done because she was so right. And sex was so much better when you stared into each other’s eyes.

 

“Damn, Crystal,” Mercy whispered. “Your pussy feeling so juicy and right. Keep it right there, sexy.”

 

I lowered my eyes and shook my head, to warn her not to talk while fucking. I didn’t want Tiffani thinking her and me would hook up again without her if the sex was too good which was definitely on my mind.

 

Mercy whispered, “But I can’t help it.” She smiled at me like she was trying to start shit and cum at the same time. “You so fucking pretty. And I love looking at you.”

 

“Eat my pussy from the back, Crystal,” Tiffani said. I wondered if she heard her. “So I can lick Mercy.” She paused. “Plus I feel like a toilet down here. I mean who gonna hook me up? I been doing all the work.”

 

SHIT! Tiffani blowing me! I fucked her on a regular so it ain’t like we don’t do our thing at home. I kinda wanted to glide on Mercy a little longer but if I said anything other than okay, Tiff would turn it into a whole different situation. And the last thing I wanted was another fight for tonight.

 

Tiffani was a Dom but she acted like a bitch, which sometimes turned me off. I was used to the Dom women in my life being more aggressive but that wasn’t the case with her. To be honest in my opinion she was a soft Dom but she got mad whenever I gave her that title.

 

To appease my girlfriend I made a quick transition. Mercy was still lying face up while Tiffani crouched in front of her and ate her pussy. I was under Tiffani and sucking on her clit from the bottom.

 

While I’m sucking Tiffani’s pussy I take my finger and play with my own. While I’m rubbing myself I’m thinking of how pretty Mercy looked when I was on top of her and before long I’m moaning hard. Although Mercy is moaning too, I could tell the way she looked at me moments earlier that she wanted me back on top of her.

 

It’s official. Mercy is so fucking sexy that I can’t wait for us to get together without Tiffani. So we could have more private time. She knew how to move her body and because she was a little thicker, there was more for me to hold onto.

 

Tiff must’ve felt me and Mercy made a connection because all of a sudden she bore down on my face making it hard to breathe. As if she wants to kill me or something. Her actions immediately make me refocus on her, and I’m reminded about how sweet her pussy tastes too. Trying to regain focus, I grabbed Tiff’s ass cheeks and ram my tongue into her pussy hole. I’m just about to cum from playing with my own self when Tiffani bore down harder.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” I moaned when I finally cum. “Fucckkkkk, that felt sooo good.” I bit my bottom lip, secretly not wanting the sensation to stop. “This was everything I imagined and more.”

 

Sweat from my breasts rolled on the bed. We untangled ourselves and I lie in the middle of them with Mercy on my left and Tiffani on my right. I was in erotic ecstasy.

 

Rubbing my stomach I said, “Mercy, what you got to eat?” I could feel my insides swirling. “A bitch hungry as fuck, especially after all that.” I grinned at them both.

 

“Anything you can think of that you feel like eating?” She asked. “Because I keep a stocked fridge at all times. Tiffani knows that.” That was probably why she was thick.

 

I smiled. “Cool, you should go make us some sandwiches or something.” I suggested. “I can eat anything. I’ll let you pick it.”

 

She hopped up and I got a chance to look at her body again. A small line of hair ran down her pussy and I bit my lip remembering how it felt when I was pressed against her moments earlier. But when I looked to my left Tiff is in my face, frowning. She loved messing up the moment.

 

“You want me to make you a fried fish sandwich?” Mercy slipped into an oversized white t-shirt. “I got some beer too but I must warn you in advance, I’m known for my cooking. You gonna be hooked after this shit trust me.”

 

“Mercy, you can kick back for a minute.” Tiffani jumped up. “I don’t want nobody cooking for my bitch but me…no offense though.” She slid into her sports bra, boxers and sweat pants before walking out the room. “And don’t be back here fucking either,” Tiffany yelled. “I’m serious ‘bout mine.”

 

When she left I pulled Mercy toward me and kissed her. After that I reached over to her, slipped my hand between her legs and played with her pussy. Her clit was fat as fuck. Knowing that Tiffani could come back at anytime and kill us made me hornier.

 

Loving the feeling, Mercy bit down on her bottom lip and slipped her finger into my pussy. Now here we were, fingering each other on the bed. I was so horny that it doesn’t take me long to cum again. When I came, I wiped my pussy with the hand towel on the floor and she threw on her panties like we were chilling. When we were done we tried to act like we didn’t just fuck again.

 

“Why you tell Tiffani I called you?” I asked seriously. It had been on my mind even when we were fucking but I put it to the side. “Especially if you were gonna give me the pussy anyway?”

 

She shrugged. “I don’t know…I guess I was mad.” She placed a strand of my long hair behind my ear. For a second she just looked at me. “Why are you so, so aggressive but pretty?”

 

I laughed. “Why you skipping the subject? You got me confused, Mercy.” I looked at the door to be sure Tiff wasn’t coming back. When I heard the front door open and closed I figured Tiffani ran to the car right quick. Either that or she was trying to catch her best friend and me in the act by pretending to leave the apartment. “Why you tell her?”

 

“I don’t know why,” she shrugged again. “I mean Tiffani kept saying how much you love her and how you would never look at another girl.” She sighed. “I guess it made me jealous to think that you were all serious about her. After you faked that last time I saw you like you wanted me.”

 

“Look, I don’t know about all that but it’s like this.” I exhaled. “I want to fuck you on the side but I want to keep it between us. Is that something you can handle?”

 

“Nah, I’m good,” she said shaking her head from left to right. , “I rather keep what we got going on right here. No disrespect but I prefer as little drama as possible in my life.”

 

I combed my long hair with my fingers to push it out my face. “Why you playing hard to get, Mercy? The way you were doing your thing just now showed me that you into me.”

 

She shrugged. “I got my reasons.”

 

The front door opened again and Tiffani came back a few minutes later with food for all three of us. At first I was trying to figure out what was up with Mercy. But when I realized it doesn’t matter I dropped it. It’s evident that she wanted me even if she faked like she didn’t.

 

Things were silent. We were eating and for some reason I thought about my sister. I wondered where she was and if she was safe. I knew I shouldn’t have left her but the decision she was making to leave me alone was selfish. Especially after we already planned our futures.

 

“What you thinking about,” Tiffani asked while drinking beer. She was always in my business. “You look mad about something.”

 

I took a deep breath. “It ain’t nothing I’m gonna tell you about.” I paused. “So just leave it alone.”

 

“You thinking about Tasha again right?” She continued, still pushing the subject. “I can always tell when something’s on your mind so there is no use in lying.”

 

“I just don’t know why she having a baby with a bitch she ain’t make,” I said. “It ain’t like its her real baby. Now all of a sudden she gotta leave me with ma by myself.”

 

“Maybe she trying to start a family,” Tiff said while chewing. “Don’t you want something better for us? If you ask me I kinda fuck with Tasha for getting away from Adamsville but that’s just me.”

 

I don’t give a fuck about wanting something better with you, bitch. “That’s not what I’m saying, Tiff.” I took a deep breath and raised my hand. “You know what, for real, don’t even speak on it anymore. It’s my business anyway.”

 

It’s quiet for a while until Mercy said, “Oh, I almost forgot.” She pointed at Tiffani. “Did you tell her about that bitch who hit on you upstairs? That was some crazy shit. That whore didn’t even know if we were together.”

 

I looked at Tiffani and frowned. “What happened?”

 

“It was dumb,” she said waving me off. “I don’t even know why Mercy bringing it up anyway.” Mercy grinned but Tiffani glared at her.

 

“Really, Tiff?” I paused. “We playing like that? I asked you what happened? Why you holding out?”

 

“The girl said she been wanting me for awhile and when I told her I had a girl she said not if she kicked your ass.” She waved the air. “It’s all dumb which is why I didn’t tell you. Anyway, so I—,”

 

“Nah, I ain’t feeling that.” It was petty and I knew it but I had a lot of anger with no place to put it. I jumped into my jeans and then the rest of my clothes. I heard them begging me to leave it alone and Tiffany even picked me up until I bit her shoulder and she let me go.

 

By the time they caught up with me I was barefoot in the hallway. I was ready to go off on somebody and I didn’t care who it was. Irritated by the world I really needed this release. “Which door is it?” I asked them.

 

“301,” Mercy said with a sly smile on her face. It was like she knew something I didn’t. “Upstairs. But what you gonna do though?”

 

I’m at the door banging real hard within ten seconds. I don’t know her name or who I’m looking for but the moment the door opens some bitch weighing five hundred pounds it looked like came out.

 

Since my plan was to hit the first person I saw that’s what I did. I punched her in the face and before long she stabbed me in the side. It was like she was expecting me. Tiffany knocked her to the ground while Mercy ran away.

 

Slut.

 

As I’m holding my side on the dirty hallway floor I’m trying to think how I let myself get into this anyway. Why didn’t I see the kitchen knife she had in her hand? It definitely was large enough.

 

Now it’s too late.