A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD III (13 page)

“This shit so sweet.” Michael groaned as he ripped open her blouse and pulled out her size C breast from her bra.

He took her right nipple into his mouth as he wind his hips giving her slow deep strokes hitting her walls.

“Mmmm! Damn! Ayyye! Fuck!” Angela

moaned while breathing hard.

No way would she expect that his dick would feel so good.

“Mmmm! Ahhhh!” She screamed as the juices flow onto his dick and leaving a puddle on the desk.

He pulled her to the edge of the desk and lifts her legs high onto his shoulders and slammed deep into her picking up his pace as he thrust in and out of her.

“Shit! Oh shit! Oh wait!” She moaned as he went faster and harder.

Angela’s pussy got wetter as she looked him in the eyes.

“Damn you’re fucking the shit out of me.” She cried in pleasure as he held both her hands and pulled her body into him even more while grinding his hips giving her long and fast strokes.

“Damn!” She moaned as she climaxed coming for the first time as he lifts her up in the air and held her in his arms as if it were nothing, pounding hard and deep in her pussy while spreading her legs and bouncing her up in the air.

“You never got fucked like this have you?”

Michael groaned.

“No, no, no!” She screamed as he slammed her body into him, loving the feeling of his dick all the way in her stomach.

Michael eased her back onto the desk and turned her around and stared at her juicy ass in the air. He grabbed his head as the room began to spin.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” He said.

But before he could get another word out he felt Angela’s strong gripping hands on his dick as she worked it back inside of her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“Damn this is the best dick I ever felt.” She moaned as she threw her ass back onto his dick then shakes it up and down.

Michael looked down at her ass bouncing and his body took over. He grits his teeth and grabbed her waist with one hand and with his left hand grabbed her hair pushing his dick all the way inside of her.

“Ahhhhhh! Oowee! Ayyye!” She moaned as he slammed all the way into her up to his balls.

“Damn! Shit! Oh Lord!” Angela screamed as his dick teased and pleased and gave her pain at the same time.

Michael wrapped his hand around her mouth and the next one around her neck choking her a little.

“Oh God! Goddamn! Ayyye! Ayyye! Yes! Yes!

You’re fucking the shit out of me!” Angela yelled in pleasure as she had multiple orgasms releasing thick white cum all over his dick.

This only turned him on even more and made his dick grow another inch. A hot flash ran through Michael’s body as his head spun and he blinked his eyes.

He fell backwards into his chair as his body felt weak.

He looked up to see Angela bent over on his desk as his head nodded up and down like a dope fiend.

“What are you doing here? What’s going on?”

He asked as he tried to keep his eyes open.

“Schmmp, Damn!” Angela sucks her teeth, mad that he stopped fucking her.

“Shit, your dick is too good to go to waste. I never felt a dick so smooth, thick and long.” She moaned as she got off the desk and mounted him sitting on his lap and inserting his dick inside of her.

She let his stiff strong manhood fill her up.

Michael’s head was still spinning but the sweet sensation of Angela’s pussy sent chills through his body. He moaned and was barely able to open his eyes.

“Mmmm! Shit! Why do you have to feel so good? This wasn’t part of the plan.” Angela moaned with her facial expression balled up in pleasure as she wined very slow and rocked her hips back and forth taking his ten inch chocolate dick that she could feel all the way in her stomach and tapping her walls.

“Oowee! Shit! Ahhh!” She moaned as her body shook uncontrollably and she came for the fourth time.

She leaned on Michael laying her head on his neck and shoulder. She shook a few more times as she continued to bounce up and down on his dick.

Envy rubbed her huge stomach. She was just about due to give birth.

“Damn time flies I can’t wait to get your ass out of me little one.” She said and smiled as she felt the baby move inside of her as she walked down the hallway of the center passing children that were playing and people going on about their business. She opened Michael’s office door.

“Hi baby…” She started to say loud but lowering her voice as pain filled her heart and tears streamed down her face.

She looked at Michael sitting in her chair and Angela’s skirt raised high up on her waist with her ass hanging out as she sat on his dick, moaning and riding him. Envy dug in her Louie Vuitton purse and pulled out a four inch knife with a purple handle Michael had given her and held it by the tip of the blade.

I’ll kill both their asses, he wants to cheat on me after all the shit I been through with his black ass. The fighting for my life and I’m carrying his child. Hell fucking no, she said to herself as her pain was consumed with anger and hurt.

She aimed the knife praying that it would go through both of them. Angela rocked her hips as hard as it could go and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt his dick hit another one of her spots.

“Damn I really don’t want to do this. I had no way of knowing your dick would feel so good. You have me feeling like I’m falling in love and shit.” She said as a tear of pleasure and guilt rolled down her cheek.

She reached behind her on the floor and dug her hand around in her Gucci purse and pulled out a 32

caliber hand gun with a silencer on it. With her thumb she switched off the safety and pressed the silencer to his temple.

“I’m sorry baby.” She mumbled.

Michael’s head was spinning and he couldn’t hold it up as he nods off. Envy wiped her tears away as she realized what Angela was about to do.

“Oh hell no, no one’s killing his ass but me!”

She shouted as she threw the knife.

Angela heard Envy scream and turned around.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Angela screamed as the knife crashed into the center of her shoulder blade of her back, ripping through her flesh and getting stuck inside of her causing her to drop the gun, but not before squeezing the trigger and missing Michael’s head.

She fell off his lap and hollered in pain as she rolled around on the floor.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Tears streamed down her cheek as Envy pulled out her 40 caliber handgun with the purple handle from her Louis Vuitton purse and stepped into the office keeping her gun pointed at Angela.

“Bitch! You’re going to fuck my man then kill him, oh hell no!” Envy screamed and looked at Michael.

She could tell something was wrong with him.

He looked disoriented as spit was dripping from his mouth.

“Michael baby are you ok?” She asked as she feared the worst.

“What the hell did you do to my man slut?”

Envy shouted, but had no response from Angela as she screamed and cried while rolling on the floor.

She tried to reach and pull the knife from her back but was unable to do so because of the weird angle it was stuck in her.

“Bitch I will kill you if he’s not alright!” Envy shouted and felt an arm wrapped around her neck and putting her in a head lock and the barrel of a gun pressed against her cheek.

“Drop the fucking gun Envy!” The man ordered as he flexed his biceps choking her a little more.

“No!” Envy cried out as she recognized the voice.

“Bitch I’m not playing with you. I will kill you where you stand. Angela, get up off the fucking floor.”

He said looking at Michael sitting on the chair with his head leaned down to his chest and his jeans pulled down to his knees and his dick standing strong pointing in the air.

“You were supposed to drug him then kill him not fuck him!” He yelled at Angela who looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

“Get this knife out of my back.” She cried.

“Hold up.” He replied.

Didn’t I tell you to drop your damn gun?”

“No!” Envy shouted.

The sound of her voice and being in trouble made Michael open up his eyes. He jumped up out of the chair and Envy smiled as she tossed her gun up in the air and he caught it and aimed it at the man, while pulling up his jeans with one hand and his eyes popped open seeing who was holding Envy in a head lock holding the barrel of the gun to her cheek.

“Tone is that you?” Michael said as he couldn’t believe his eyes.

He shook his head to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Tone was his head counselor for the center for over two years, someone he trusted and called more than a co-worker but a friend.

“Tone what the hell are you doing, are you fucking insane?” Michael shouted as he felt like he was about to pass out.

“Yes I’m fucking insane. I’m sorry it has to be this way but you have to die. And so does your damn father. He caused to much damn pain!” Tone shouted back.

He started to sweat he feared Michael and knew how deadly he was. It was the main reason he didn’t take Michael head on and used Angela to drug him and tried to sneak kill him but his plan didn’t work out as he thought.

“Tone let go of my woman or I swear I will lay you down where you stand. I don’t know why you’re doing this!” Michael shouted.

“Hahahaha! You don’t know why? It’s easy your father he hurt a lot of people and their families. He cut out Angela’s older brother J-Rock’s eyes and tongue and did far worst to my family.” Tone stated.

“Who were your parents?” Michael asked with a confused look on his face as he kept his gun aimed at the part of Tone’s head that stuck out from behind Envy.

Michael knew he could pull the shot off and kill Tone one time but he doubted himself because his head was spinning from the ecstasy Angela put in his water.

Then there were so many unanswered questions.

“Lisa and Ace were my parents. You should remember Ace he worked for your father. Black Ice made my father kill my mother and then murdered him and did far worse to my three year old brother Mark in front of me.” Tone replied as his mind flashed back to eleven years ago.

He lies in his bed as Black Ice entered the room.

He looked like a tall dark demon. Tone always feared Black Ice but knew something was different tonight.

Tone looked over at his little brother in the bed next to his. They both stood up under the sheets covering their heads scared to move. They had heard their mother screams, moans and cries coming from her room not too long ago. He looked at Black Ice then recovered his head with the sheet, then heard his little brother scream. Tone threw the sheet off his head to see Black Ice grab his three year old brother by the legs pulling him off the bed from under the sheets and hung him in the air upside down and stared at him.

“Help me Aaron, help me.” Tone heard his little brother cry out in fear as he wiggled around upside down in Black Ice’s grip.

Tone jumped out of the bed and ran over to Black Ice hitting him repeatedly. Black Ice looked down at the little boy, grins with an evil smile and back smacked him. Tone went flying to the floor from the powerful blow.

“Ouuchh! Ahhh! Ahhh!” Tone cried as he rubbed his face.

“Help me! Help me! Mommy, Mommy!” His brother screamed as tears dripped down onto the wooden floor.

All the blood rushed to his head from being held upside down. Tone sat on the floor crying knowing he couldn’t do anything to help.

“You are Ace’s son so I won’t take your life, but this little bastard belongs to Caesar and he must learn true fear from crossing me.” Black Ice said then pulled out a machete from a holster on his side.

“Watch this, open up your fucking eyes and watch boy!” Black Ice shouted to Tone.

Tone eyes opened up wide with horror and fear.

He watched as his little brother covers his eyes with his hands and scream as Black Ice swung the machete.

Whack! Chopping off the little boys left arm then swung again. Whack! The machete got stuck in Mark’s neck.

“Noooo!” Tone cried as Black Ice pulled the stuck blade from Mark’s neck as blood gushed to the floor.

He swung again. Whack! Whack! Chopping the little boys head clear off, then chopping off his right arm before releasing his grip and watching his body hit the floor. Black Ice picked up the head and arms and stuffed them into a garbage bag.

“Hahahaha!” He laughed. “Caesar is going to love this shit.”

Tone cried hysterically as he stood there in shock as Black Ice left the room.

He repeated out loud. “He made me watch! He made me watch!” Over and over and that’s how the cops found him in his room looking at what was left of his brother, Mark’s body repeating those words.

Tone snapped back to reality as a tear run down his cheek.

“Your father is a monster he killed my three year old brother, chopped him up right in front of me!” Tone shouted.

Michael looked even more confused. He knew Lisa and Ace didn’t have a son named Tone, but Aaron and Mark was the one killed. It was as if Tone could read Michael’s mind he begun to speak.

“I am Aaron I changed my first and last name.

And promised one day I would kill your father and get revenge for my family that he took away from me. I worked for you and realized you were nothing like him but you are in some ways. I never had the heart to kill you or cause you any harm.” Tone replied.

“So why now?” Michael responded and looked down at Angela on the floor still crying and hollering in pain with Envy’s knife still in her back.

“Michael no matter how cold hearted Black Ice is, he has some feelings and can feel pain like everyone else that he’s hurts, he’s still just a man. And if you and Mike die he will feel the same pain that he caused so many people. You may think he doesn’t care for you but everyone knows that he does in his sick devilish way. If he kills you he’s fine with that, but if someone else takes your life he would lose his mind and wouldn’t be able to think straight. Giving me and my people and advantage and opportunity we waited years for, to finally kill his ass.” Tone replied.

“I heard enough.” Michael said and looked Envy in the eyes.