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Off the Chain
Off the Chain Volume 2
So you want me to do what???
Revenge – Between my Lover’s Legs…
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© 2011, Euftis Emery
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Introduction
"I'm at it again..." an eBook trailer will preview my next three upcoming books. I will share 10,000 words from each book for a huge 30,000 word preview.
Following are the books that you will get in the eBook trailer:
Keep it in the Family
Why date when your cousin is drop-dead gorgeous?
Church Girls are Easy
Need a quick hook-up? What's the easiest type of chick who will get you straight? A chicken head, hoodrat, babygurl, tramp or stripper? Nope. Naw. None of the above. You need to get a girl that's in church! They easy!
Keisha
How many women really submit to their husband? Submit to them to the point that they share their bed with another woman. Even another man. Meet Keisha. Her love for her husband was beyond measure. So deep that she did any and everything that he wanted with...whomever...he wanted.
She gave him everything he needed. Everything that he wanted. Everything that he dreamed. But he...still...left her for another woman...
That's what's coming up next from yours truly. As always, I hope you enjoy it.
Euftis
From: Cricket
To: Euftis
Subject: Thinking…
You know I'm sitting here with thoughts of you filling my head and I must say that they are some of the most provocative thoughts I've had in a very long time for any man. I think of you and I become moist which increasingly becomes wet with every thought of seeing you, touching you, holding and just being nearing you.
I'm almost orgasmic at the thought of kissing you, inhaling the scent of your manliness, the feel of your touch against the smoothness of my arm, shoulder, neck....just the touch of your hand period against my skin.
I realize that I want you more than I've wanted anyone ever before in my life and that both frightens and excites me at the same time...
I can't read your work without desiring and wanting you...becoming excitably and excruciatingly wet as I'm filled with passion and a desire which burns unquenchably for you.
I find the sound of your voice most soothing to me as you stir the very depths of my soul. You understand me and I am freely able to express myself without fear of being judged or having to deal with condemning scrutiny.
You have a way of making me laugh when I want to cry, making me think when I want to wander aimlessly into stupidity, make me serious when I want to be playful and there are just so many other things that you do for and to me without your knowing or perhaps you do know.
I am both looking forward to seeing you this summer but at the same time dreading it because I know that when I see you it will be both sweet and sorrowful for me. Sweet because I get to be me and to express and show you my true feelings for you; sorrowful because it will all cease until the next time I am in your presence.
It is crazy but I'm so jealous of Ila and I really shouldn't be but I am. I just hope she realizes what she has in you because I most certainly do. I just hope that when I see you in Chicago and I will see you in Chicago that I am able to mask my feelings...
I know my adoration of you will be seen so clearly in my eyes, and smile.
“Damn! She wants to fuck you bad”, Ila exclaimed. "So her nickname is Cricket? What's up with that."
I sighed loudly and then squirmed a bit in my leather office chair before I answered. "Growing up... Ariel was this skinny lil thing. Nothing but long legs and a big smile so we got in the habit of calling her Cricket. And it stuck."
"So why is she hatin' on me? I know I gotta real nigga! See! I told you that you need to stop telling these bitches about me", Ila replied amused knowing that she loved the fact that other women coveted what she had.
"I just told her how we share...literally...everything. I guess she hears the excitement in my voice when I talk about you and that has made her a little jealous", I replied.
"Well... You need to stop that", Ila stated seriously.
I was in an open relationship with Ila and the only rule that we had was full disclosure of any escapades or plots that we were planning. We each got off talking about and watching each other having sex with different people and I was damaging some of my options carrying on with them about how infatuated I was with Ila.
"Yea... You're right...", I admitted. "They just don't understand how we can love each other and...do...what we do. They know they want that. But the reality is they know they could never handle it. So...that's...why they hate on you."
"See...", Ila replied reminiscing on her past. "That's why I'm...so...glad that my aunt pulled me to the side when I was young and schooled me that any good man... A bitch is gonna share! I learned that at a young age that's why I don't trip. Most of these other bitches... Will never understand that!"
"So! What's up with...Ariel", Ila inquired slyly. "Is she more high school pussy that got away from you when you were younger that you're gonna tap?"
"Ummmmm... No...", I replied as I rolled my eyes and continued to squirm in my chair.
"Hmmmmm... What's... Up", Ila asked curious noting my hesitation on giving her details. "Is she a young bitch that you're gonna slut out?"
"No... You know I don't do kids", I replied a little irritated.
"Okay... So...", Ila asked holding out both palms of her hands to me.
I sighed. "She's my cousin", I blurted out embarrassed.
"OhhhhhMyGod", Ila exclaimed and then paced a circle around the room. Ila was butt naked having just taken a shower and her 42" D cup and phat ass bounced in step as she did a loop around the room. Ila was a hot girl. And all hot girls spend every day with little to nothing on.
I looked miserable after sharing my secret and after seeing my face, Ila walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Awwwwwwwwwwwww...", Ila comforted me and then kissed me on the cheek.
"That's okay baby. Me knows you nasty. That's why I...loves...you", she continued as she hugged me tighter, pressing her large breasts into my back.
I sighed looking pitiful.
"Awwwwwwwwwwwww you didn't want to tell me that you wanna fuck your cousin", Ila said mockingly. "So... What relation is she to you?"
I sighed again. "First cousin."
"OhhhhhhMyGod", Ila exclaimed again. "You're...first...cousin? Nigga you is so nasty", Ila giggled.
I sighed again but this time it was in relief because I could tell that Ila liked my plot from the way that her eyes danced. "Stop calling me nasty", I pouted.
"Okay... You finally found something that I've done that you haven't."
Ila stood up straight, rolled her eyes and put her hand on her chest and I squinted at her as I attempted to read her mind to determine what was up.
"Alright... Maybe you're not nastier than me", Ila confessed. "I got with one of my cousins..."
I shook my head in response.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Let me tell you what happened. When I was stripping in Topeka this guy came into the club one night. He was a sexy, tall, chocolate brother right! So I pushed up on him!"
"Well...we talk for a minute and I realized that he looked familiar. So we talked some more and then I figured out he was a third cousin that I met at a family reunion years earlier."
"So how y'all end up fuckin'", I asked intrigued.
"We started hanging out after that and I started dating this guy and my cousin started acting like he was jealous. He gave me all these reasons why I shouldn't fuck with my boyfriend but I really didn't pay him any attention."
"Well one night we were supposed to go out and I went to his house to pick him up. I got to his place and called him and he told me to come inside because he wasn't ready yet", Ila continued her tale licking her lips and making slurping sounds.
"So I ring the bell... And...this...nigga...comes to the door fresh out the shower, all greased up with nothing but a towel around his waist."
I smiled at Ila encouraging her to tell me more.
"So I'm just standing there... Staring and gulping, and he pulls me inside. So he starts going off on me askin' if I quit my boyfriend and I was like no. So...this...nigga... He throws me on the couch right! Throws me on the couch! Flips up my skirt! Rips off my panties! And...then...he...just... Raw dogged me!"
"Daaaumn", I groaned getting turned on by Ila's visible excitement retelling her story.
"Yeaaaaaa... So this nigga is...fuckin'...me ass up on the couch. Just deep...drillin'...my pussy! OhhhhMyGod! And he's all up in my ear tellin' me how I better quit my boyfriend 'cause my pussy belongs to him. OhhhhhMyGod! So he keeps talkin' that shit and all I can do is bite the couch and keep cuming all over his dick until he busts all up in my shit!"
"What", I exclaimed surprised.
"Yes! OhhhhhMyGod that was...so...hot", Ila admitted heated. "So after that we went everywhere together as...cousins. Right? My girlfriends would be like girl dauuumn your cousin is fione. You ever think of hittin' that? And I'd be like ewwwwww, thats my cousin! But when we got behind closed doors..."
I just shook my head in response.
"Don't look at me like that E", Ila barked flailing at me hitting me lightly on my left shoulder. "You wanna fuck your first cousin! I fucked my third cousin so you're worse than me!"
"I'm just fuckin' with you boo", I replied removing the fake condescending mask from my face. "And yea you're right. I'm gonna...fuck...my cousin! She's fione!"
"So what started all the lustin'", Ila asked excited.
"She found me on FaceBook", I replied. "And through FaceBook she found out that I write..."
"She didn't know that you're a writer", Ila exclaimed interrupting me.
"Nope", I replied shaking my head. "You know I'm not the favorite child. So my Mom has not told...anyone...in the family shit about what I'm doing or that I'm a writer."
Ila shook her head in disbelief.
"You know how my Mom is... She can't make my brother look good if she talks about me", I stated with a sore face. Ila just shook her head again.
"Anyway... So she found out that I'm a writer from my FaceBook page and she was like, I talk to aunty all the time and she...never...mentioned to me that you were a writer. In fact, she never really says much about you but she's always carrying on about your brother."
Ila shook her head again.
"So I broke down to Cricket how jacked up things were for me growing up and she fucked me up by telling me that she remembered a time when her mom called mine out for playing favorites. I felt bad when she told me that because her mom was my least favorite between all my aunts and uncles. I always thought my aunt was a little strange and now she's gone. She had a stroke a few years back. I wish I had gotten to know her better. Goes to show you that you shouldn't diss people that you don't really know because you never know who really has your back."
Ila agreed silently by shaking her head as she rubbed my shoulder comforting me.
"So after Cricket shared all that with me we became close and we text and talk on the phone often. Well she's an erotica lover and eventually she picked up one of my books and being a freak it turned her on and then our conversations took a turn."
"Oooooooooooeeeeeee...", Ila cooed intrigued.
I laughed. "So first she let me know that she’s had a crush on me since she was a little girl. Then she let me know she was a closet freak and she would love for someone to do her the way I do the women in my books. Then out of the blue she sent me a picture of her pussy."
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww shit", Ila exclaimed.
"Yea... She's letting me know she wants me to hit it. So since the pussy pic, Cricket will send me a pic of her every now and then showing me she is all grown up now. Cricket is fione", I said seriously.
"Ohhhhh really", Ila queried raising an eyebrow.
"Hell yea! She shouldn't have put it out there. Now I gotta hit it", I replied seriously.
"You don't...have...to hit it. You...want...to hit it", Ila replied grinning. "Show me a picture of her. I wanna see what she looks like."
I swiveled my chair to face my workstation and Ila stood behind me wrapping her arms around my neck while resting her chin on my shoulder. I then went to my email account to show Ila the latest picture that Cricket had sent me of her wearing a little blue nightie with a pair of matching thongs.
"Ohhhhh my Gouuuud", Ila exclaimed choking me in the process as she unconsciously tightened her arms around my neck from the excitement of seeing my cousins picture. "She's...seeeeeeeeeeexy!"
I tapped Ila's arm lightly with my fingers and made an expression of pain on my face. " Ohh Ohhhhh...sorry boo", Ila chuckled relaxing her grip after she realized that she was choking me out.
"Yea... She shocked me when she sent a pussy pic but I didn't take her seriously when I got it because it was a close up shot of a pussy. It could have been...anyone’s...pussy. But after she sent me...this...pic. She fucked up. I'm gonna have to hit it."
"Mmmmm...your cousin...is...seeeexy...", Ila replied lusting over my cousin and then her mood changed as she made a sad face.
"What's wrong with you", I boomed out bothered looking at her changed expression.
"Nooooothing...", Ila sighed with a pitiful expression on her face looking up in the air.
"What! Boo", I demanded slightly irritated.
Ila exhaled loudly. "It's just..."
"What! Boo", I demanded again now visibly irritated.
"It's just..." She exhaled loudly again.
I tapped my feet together and stared at Ila waiting for her to get it out. She could be so dramatic at times.
"It's just... I see now that I need to gain some weight and get my ass fatter 'cause you like them suppa thick, light skinned bitches."
My jaw dropped. Ila was shaped up like a coke bottle with curves on top of curves. The bitch was...bangin' and had the audacity to be insecure. She was my chocolate candy bar. Every time I looked at her I wanted to bite her. I couldn't believe that she was tripping.
"Lynette, Gaia, and now your cousin. They all supper thick yella bitches with...at least...40" inches of ass", she continued whining.