《The Slump God (Stokeley Imagines)》Nasty Nasty
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I was hypin' it up in the club with my homegirl Ayleks
She had small titties but a phat ass so all the niggas was trynna get on her, while I had C cups and a baby phatty so some niggas were on me too but they were more or less focused on Ayleks.
I guess since she was prettier than me.
Her ex Micheal, or as everyone else knows him, Trippie Redd recently broke up with one of my other friends Coi Leray and so Ayleks and him have been hangin' out a bit more. But he's been gettin alot of shit and been gettin called a simp for chillin' wit Ayleks after the break up so they've been trynna lay low.
Me and Coi hadn't been talking for a while because she was mad that I'd been hanging with Ayleks but I'd known Ayleks since we were kids so I'd made it clear that I wasn't finna trip over no dumb shit like whose friend is whose and Ima just do whatever I want.
Hence why I'm at the club twerking wit my main bitch and gettin a lil too touchy with her just to keep the niggas away.
Even though there was only a fraction of the niggas on me than there was on her I wasn't interested in any of them until one came along.
"Ayleks"
I rolled my eyes as he came up to Ayleks on the dance floor and glanced at me. 'Every nigga wants her' But why did that even matter to me. I'm not even interested in a relationship. I went to go sit in a private booth but Ayleks held me by my sleeve so all I could do was stand and drink, while swaying to the music a bit.
"Hey Ski" Ayleks had to shout over the music to hear the dude that had came to say hello to her. She tapped my shoulder while I swirled drink in my glass and glanced over at her.
"wassup?" I shouted over the music. She glanced at her friend who she called Ski. I glance at him.
"You're Ski Mask" I shouted over the music as I took another sip of my drink. It was straight Hennessy, no ice. He nodded at me as he took a sip of his drink. "You not starstruck" He shouted over the music with a smile.
"Nah man, I meet rappers all the time" I said.
He nodded.
"You look mad, familiar tho" He shouted. I had to step closer to him because I could barely hear.
"She's a rapper" Ayleks says over the music.
I hit her arm as Ski's eyes widen.
"You rap" He shouts.
"I dabble" I say. "I write more than I produce" I shout and he nods. He opens his mouth to say more but I hear me and Ayleks' song come on and I know she wants me to tear up the floor with her. She grabs my hand as we run unto to floor.
"The Dj begins a twerk off and Me and Ayleks kick off our shoes and get to shaking our asses.
Her ass is bigger than mine so she was able to twerk a bit better than me but I had some tricks up my sleeve that we could make work together. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her on the floor with me.
I got in the downward dog and started twerking against her while she was twerking on both her knees so it looked like she was twerking while hitting it from the back and I was twerking against her. The crowd was going crazy.
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Me and Ayleks won this battle the moment the song started.
Ayleks stood back up as Mullato's part came on and I went crazy with it. I stood up and bent over while shaking my ass. Ayleks smacked my ass behind me while bouncing up and down, shaking her ass too. I did a splits and bounced up and down with it as I sung the lyrics loud.
Ski made eye contact with me as I sang.
"He like'em Nasty nasty
Freaky as fuck but she classy"
I licked my lips as I swung my hair around, standing up and twerking against Ayleks again. She shook her ass against mine and people threw money at us.
But I stared at Ski the entire time.
"Suck on that dick without askin'
I swallow them kids in the back seat"
Ski grinned as I mouthed that line. I moved my hair to the side so people get could a better view of my ass and my dress.
Ayleks turned around and began throwing money at me. I lifted my leg, twerking in a circle as every females favorite part came in. I don't know how but somehow a mic made it way to my drunk ass and I was shaking my ass while singing-
"He put his thumb in
Hit from the back, aint no runnin'
Hit from the side and I'm cummin
Ah~" I moaned into the mic as I stared Ski in his soul
"-let him nut on my stomach"
I dropped the mic and got back down twerking some more. I twerked until the song was over and me and Ayleks collected our hundreds from the dj, after collecting the money everyone threw at us.
We went back to our private table laughing. "You killed that shit girl" Ayleks laughed as another round of drinks came to us from another table of men that were staring.
I picked up a shot and downed it, already drunk.
"Girl I ain't even got no ass, I was breakin' my back to that shit" I said as I picked up another shot. Ayleks shook her head as she stood up. "Ima go break the seal, Im drunk as fuck" She said stumbling to the bathroom.
I laughed and was about to pick up another shot before I felt a cold hand on my wrist.
"So you on that freaky shit"
I looked up at Ski with a small grin on my face. "Nah man. I just really like that song" I say as I pull my wrist away slowly. He chuckled as he grabs a Tequila shot and throws it back. He squeezes the lime in his mouth and slams the shot cup on the table.
"You must've needed that" I say with a slur.
Something about him made me feel warm. His presence made me......hot and the fact that I was already drunk wasn't helping that.
He nods at me as he grabs another shot.
"y'know when I saw you wit leks I was like. Damn that must be another one her thotsbut then I was like nah she too pretty fo' dat. So I came over and struck up a conversation with Ayleks 'cus I was trynna get to you. But you was all closed off. Now the liquor in yo system tho so...." He paused as he stared me up and down.
"What's your name" I asked suddenly.
He lifted his brow at me.
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"Mine's (Y/n) or (Y/n/n) its whatever you want it to be" I said as I shrugged.
"Stokeley but call me daddy" He said
I nodded.
"Okay daddy" I said, my voice slightly higher than before. There was something in his eyes that made my core ache for him. I realized that the moment he came in the club but I wasn't trynna look thirsty. But now with my drunk ass there were no bars held.
Stokeley had somehow gotten closer to me in the booth and his cold hand was slowly inching up my thigh.
Just as he had made his way up my dress Ayleks came out of the bathroom and plopped down beside me. "I need to call and Uber. I just threw up" She said. I nodded and looked at Ski, who was glancing between the both of us.
Ayleks took out her phone and dialed an Uber. "You coming with?" She asked as she rubbed her eyes gently, making sure not to fuck up her lashes. I shook my head.
"Nah, you know ion like Ubers. I'll be on the phone witchu tho so you don't get napped" I say. She giggles and lets out a burp, laughing again.
"Who's gonna take you home?" She asks.
"Me" Ski's deep voice suddenly chimes in and I can see Ayleks' eyes shimmer as she puts the pieces together, that stupid smirk making its way to her face.
"Ooohh. Ight then" She says as she stands. "Yo, walk me to my Uber tho no cap" She says as she hold unto the table. I roll my eyes and stand up. I'm drunk, but not to drunk to lose my composure. I was just mad lit on the dance floor because people were hyping me up. But I'm usually a quiet drunk if I'm not getting excited.
Ski stood up with me and we all walked to the front of the club and made sure Ayleks got to her Uber safe. I watched as the Uber drove off and then I turned to Ski.
"So uh-" He cut me off as his lips collided with mine. He drug his tongue over my bottom lip and I gave him entrance. He tasted like backwoods and tequila. I liked it.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as one of his hands met my ass.
I moaned in his mouth as he squeezed and then smacked my ass before pulling away.
"Sorry, its just like- when I saw your face man I- Damn" He said as he grinned at me.
"Are you always this articulate" I asked with a smirk.
"Haha" He said before I pulled him back in for another kiss. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I didn't deny him as he groped my ass, pushing up my dress a bit as he rubbed my kitty. He pulled away panting and smirked at me as he grabbed my hand. "Lets go"
"Oh my god Stokeley, I fucking swear!" I shouted as he added another finger, curling all three of them in my pussy against my g-spot. He smacked my thigh and grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him.
"You swear what huh? Shut up" He said as he pulled out his fingers. I watched as he sucked his fingers clean and then dragged them against my lips.
I squeezed my eyes shut as he rubbed the tip of his dick against my clit and teased my entrance.
"Ungh~ Daddy please, just fuck- AH!" I arched my back as he pushed deep inside me, slamming hard into my g-spot and grazing against my cervix. "Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god- Fuck! Daddy yes!" I screamed and gripped the bed sheets in my fists as he pounded into me like an animal.
He brought his thumb to my clit and rubbed harshly.
"Yea, you like that baby? You like when daddy fucks you yea?" He said. I moaned loud as my eyes rolled in the back of my head. He slapped my face gently "Uh uh, look at me baby" He said sternly. I did as told, letting my mouth hang open. He took advantage of that, shoving three fingers in my mouth and thrusting them in and out, touching the back of my throat.
I tried hard not to gag.
He pulled out, flipped me over and pushed into me again. I felt my orgasm building up in my stomach. "O-oh my God, I- I swear daddy I'm about to cum" I cried out as he brought his arm around me and rubbed his wet fingers against my clit.
"Cum on my dick" He orders me and pulls on my hair. One of his hands is on my hip, digging his nails into me and leaving marks. I let my upper body drop unto the bed and he leans over me beginning to suck and bite on my neck.
"Are you off a pill" He whispers in my ear. All I can do is moan out an affirmative noise as he fucks me doggy style and whispers sweet nothings in my ear.
"Im 'boutta cum in you, ya ready ma?" He asks, his voice dropping an octave as his accent comes out. I moan loud and buck my ass into his hips. His body stills and he rubs my clit roughly, prompting another orgasm.
Everything is silent except for our heavy breathing as our bodies freeze and we cum together before we collapse on the bed, him on top of me.
He rolls off of me, pulling out of me gently. I feel the bed dip, creak, and rise as he leaves the bed, goes to the bathroom and then comes back with a wet rag. I bit my lower lip as gently wiped the cum that dripped out of my pussy.
He tossed the rag into a hamper and went to a drawer, grabbing a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. He slid on the boxers and then tossed me the t-shirt. "Um, I don't think you can fit any of my boxers so-" I cut him off with a groan. "Nigga shut up and lay down" I order as I turn unto my side.
I hear him huff before I feel the bed dip and then I feel his chest up against mine. "Can you give me the remote please" He whispers in my ear, his voice so raspy that it makes me wet all over again. I hum and affirmative as I grab the remote from the nightstand and hand it to him before pressing my ass into his crotch.
He wraps an arm around me and turns on the t.v
" 'night baby" He whispers in my ear.
" G'night babe"
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