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Porsha

I was following Yona into the crib when someone grabbed me and pulled me into a room.

"What the fuck!"

When my eyes adjusted to the low lighted area, I realized it was Tory's best friend.

"Wassup, beautiful?"

I rolled my eyes, "You just go round pulling females into bathrooms and shit. I almost beat ya sorry ass," I hissed at him, just to be rewarded by a lopsided grin.

"I don't really go round pullin anybody in bathrooms, just you ma. You got sumthin I like, that's all." While he talked, my eyes drank him in.

He was definitely handsome, with his basketball shorts on and his wifebeater that left his tattoos and muscles on display for me. My lower stomach clenched slightly, "And what's that?" I asked, hoping he didn't notice me basically mind fucking him.

"I mean besides all that body. I seen how you almost kirked on that crazy ass chick when she tried to come fa ya girl, you loyal."

He shrugged, "I fucks wit it."

I was barely paying any attention to him seeing as the print in his shorts was looking high-key delicious. I mean you know what they say about skinny niggas, "I guess we both see sumthin we want," was all I heard before he pulled his wifebeater off, displaying his upper body to me.

Yes, please. Ya girl been overdue to get ha yoga and shit in.

I reached a manicured hand out, scraping my nails against his defined abs. They felt hard under my touch, gotdamn. He pulled a Magnum out from his shorts, "So you just be goin everywhere prepared huh?" He nodded, biting down on his lip while he eyed my body that was barely covered in my bikini.

I trailed my fingers down until I got to the hem of his shorts before pulling away and locking the door behind me. The only light that spilled into the bathroom was from the window that overlooked the east side of the pool. "Sit down," I commanded him, referring to the toilet seat which already had it's top down.

He didn't say anything just pulled his shorts down before taking a seat and rolling the condom onto his large member. I took my time, joining him and while I did so I slowly undid my top. Last minute before my top could fully fall off my breasts, I caught it by one of the strings and tossed it in the sink. Next to go were my bottoms.

When I got to him, I turned my back to him before laying my hands on his knees to help steady me while I lowered myself onto him. I gasped as he entered me while his hands gripped my waist, guiding me. Soon enough, things got hella heavy before my body shook and he pulled out.

"Damn ma, you don't play round," he said his breathing still labored. I was up cleaning myself, "You wasn't that bad," I responded to him while I tried to hide my grin. I pulled myself together, checking my hair in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom just as Yona was walking past the bathroom fully dressed.

"Girl, where you been? I been looking for you everywhere." Just as she finished talking, Keem came rolling out of the bathroom, all the while tugging his shirt back on, making me roll my eyes.

"Oh wassup ladies?" he asked giving me a look before he slid by us and disappeared around the corner. When I looked over at Yona, she was giving me a look, "Look, I'm a grown ass woman and don't think I ain't see how you was walkin bow-legged either."

She raised her hand up, "Hey, I didn't think you'd be going fa Keem, that's all. Shhheeesh, acting like I was judging you or something."

I waved a hand, "Whatever. He a lil skinner than I'd like, but nigga still got a third leg," I chuckled. She scrunched her face, "Porsha, girl you nasty."

As if we both thought it, we both drop and start twerking, "Make it nasty, make it nasty. Drop, drop it on the floo-" we both froze when Tory came walking down the hall towards us. When he spotted us, he stopped his judgemental eyes, raked over us before he turned back the other way all while shaking his head, in disapproval.

Yona and I look back at each other before we shrug and start cracking up, "We needa get it together, girl."

"Yea, we fuckin do. But is we leavin? If so I gotta go get dressed." She looked at me and shook her head, "Nah, I'm over that chick. We can stay till late, you wanna head back to the pool?"

"Yea, I bet since Tory threw it in ya back," I laughed and she rolled her eyes at my childish self, "I'm playin girl but yea, we ain't even get in the pool yet since we came through," and she agreed.

The rest of the evening went by smoothly. When it got darker out, all us ladies headed back in to bother the boys and eventually, we all ended up playing some drinking games before some of us-- I mean all of us-- as pairs went into our own rooms for the night.