《ᴍᴏᴛɪᴇsʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴋɪɴɢ (#1 ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟʟs ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ)✓》9: Tiesha And The Hormones
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Is it wrong?
To cheat on someone you're not dating? was the question running through Tiesha's head.
Koko came over to help her dress and lecture her which she, Tiesha really didn't mind.
"Fly, baby eagle," Koko said smiling. Tiesha rolled her eyes waiting for Kareem's call. He called a few minutes later and she went out to meet him.
He whistled when he saw her.
"Damn ma, ya burning brighter than the sun."

His eyes raked her body shamelessly as she stared at him. She walked up to him and he licked his lips before opening the door of his car for her. He got in after her and began driving. After a while, he placed a hand on her thigh as they made light conversation.
Kareem was a total sweetheart.
They got to the cinema and started arguing over which movie to see. Tiesha had thought the girl picked the movie.
If nigga wanna watch horror jus so I cling to him, he very wrong, something in her said.
People were starting to stare at them like they were mad and Kareem just smirked. "Y'all don't mind us, my girlfriend don't wanna watch horror and imma try to convince her to."
Tiesha glared at him.
Just like Ky'Mon.
No, I ain't gonna think about that rude nigga.
She began to walk out of the cinema and he pulled her back letting her choose an action movie. They bought their snacks and went in but Kareem was only focused on her throughout the movie. He was drawing patterns on her thigh and playing with the hem of her dress.
"Ya know, this is one of the best rows to give a blowjob or get fingered."
Tiesha got wet instantly. She hadn't had sex in a long time and her bucket was now rusty.
"Kareem," she groaned.
He laughed and let her finish the movie. When they went back to the car, the time was just a quarter to eight.
"Ya wanna go home?" He asked.
"Nah," she shook her head.
"Let's go to a club." He suggested which she agreed to. Kareem was a VIP so they let them in immediately. It was packed full and the lights were dim.
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They got shots before he pulled her to the dance floor. "Ion dance, Kareem."
"Ya lying, c'mon." He said shaking her waist. She gave in and before she knew it, they were dancing. She was grinding against him and she felt his hard dick.
Oh, I'm getting dick tonight, Tiesha smirked.
"What the fuck?!" Someone yelled.
Tiesha knew that voice well and it made her groan internally.
"The fuck you doing here?" He asked as he approached them.
"With this nigga?!" He yelled.
"Ma, ya know this guy?" Kareem asked Tiesha.
"No," she said at once.
Tiesha didn't realize that was a bad mistake.
"Like fuck you don't know me. Turn off the damn music!" He yelled.
A guy quickly went over and told the DJ. Everywhere became silent and people began to murmur.
"Every fucking body, OUT!" He yelled. Tiesha sighed. Ky'mon ain't gonna be losing only his shit but also his voice.
People scattered and Tiesha glared at Ky'Mon angrily who was seething mad.
"Ma, what's going on?"
"She my fucking girlfriend and I'm Ky'Mon!"
"Nigga shut the fuck up! I ain't your girlfriend. Let's go," Tiesha said dragging Kareem away.
Kareem snatched his hand from her.
"Ya dating him? I thought you was a free woman."
"She's pregnant. Tiesha, what you doing going around with my baby in you grinding all up on this nigga?"
"Ky'Mon!"
"Ya don't know him yet you know his name and ya two seem pretty close." Kareem looked at her.
"Kareem–" Tiesha began.
Kareem shook his head and turned to Ky'Mon.
"Listen man, I ain't no pussy but ion like taken women. Didn't know she was."
"Mmmcht 's cool," Ky'Mon said.
"Respect," Kareem said then left.
Tiesha was about to follow him when Ky'Mon pulled her back. She wanted to slap him but it wouldn't make a difference.
"Baby." He said softly.
"Take me home," she said, already walking away. When they got home, he parked the car and she got out, fishing for her house keys. He followed her in as she opened the door.
Tiesha sighed. She was upset. She was so upset that she was exhausted.
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"Lemme know when you leave so I can lock the door." She said taking off her shoes.
"Ain't leaving." He replied.
"Ok," she stood up to lock the door.
"Lil mama..." He held her waist before she got to the door. She didn't even struggle in his hold, she just let him hold her.
"You knew you was mine and you still went out with that nigga. You let him touch what's mine. Baby, look at me. How you gon act like this?"
He tried to kiss her. She brought her hand up and finally slapped him. He dropped his hands and scowled at her.
"You talk like an idiot. So because you want me, that means I'm automatically yours? I don't give two shits if you the boss around here. If you want me, you gon ask me out properly. Ain't gonna be like your hoes and that shit you pulled tonight was real stupid! This is why your head built like Spongebob Squarepants. The next time you try that, I swear you finna regret it!" She said all at once.
She was still horny. He rubbed his cheek and sighed before speaking.
"This is why I want you." He said slowly. "No one's ever slapped me before or spoken to me like that. Ion know how to do this shii, I've never liked a woman before."
"You need someone to put you in your place." She jabbed a finger at him.
"Ion like niggas touching you or looking at you. You too fine and I want you for myself."
Tiesha sighed and hugged him. "Didn't mean to lash out, just upset."
"Lil mama, imma try to be better hmmm?"
She nodded her head.
He stared at her waiting for something. "I'm sorry for slapping you." She rolled her eyes.
"Why you apologizing with a frown?" He pouted.
"Gosh, you're such a baby."
She forced a smile and he rolled his eyes. They stared at each other before he tilted his head and kissed her.
He squeezed her ass and groaned. He then lifted her with her ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her back against the door. He placed one hand on her waist and the other on her boob squeezing it as he nibbled on her lower lip before he brought her boob out and fondled it.
"Room." She moaned.
He carried her to her room and placed her on the bed then lifted her dress. He pulled at her G-string and let it snap against her skin.
"Ky'Mon!"
He chuckled and settled his mouth on her nipple licking and sucking on it as he rubbed her clit. Ky'Mon took off her underwear and looked at her.
"Spread your legs, mama."
She ignored him and kept her legs shut. She didn't want him to know she was already dripping making him roll his eyes before pulling off his shirt.
Damn.
Then he forcefully spread her legs and kissed her thigh.
"Ky'Mon..."
"Shhh, I ain't even do nun and you already so wet." He said right on her pussy.
He licked her slit and twirled his tongue on it sticking his tongue inside and flicking it inside. Tiesha squirmed in pleasure. She raised her hips and he held her thighs, pinning her ass down. She closed her eyes and grabbed his head as she arched her back.
A phone rang and he picked it out of his pocket then he hung up the call and placed the phone beside her still eating her pussy.
The phone rang again and he declined the call again as he sucked her clit.
"Ky'Mon," she moaned as he raised his head.
The phone was ringing again so she picked it up for him as he sucked her tit and fingered her.
"The fuck is you doing?! The trap house is on fire."
Ky'Mon froze for a second before he stood up, bringing the phone to his ear. "Where?"
"Near the cafe."
"On my way." He said and hung up the call. He stood up and put on his shirt.
"Imma see you later." He kissed Tiesha's forehead. She followed him to the door and he kissed her again before leaving. She locked the door and went to bathe sighing in despair.
She was still horny.
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