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âInfatuated â by prettywritess
Authors Note: âhey babies, Iâve missed yâall, yâall missed me? Itâs been too long and a lot of my writings have been long overdue, donât worry Iâm working on releasing old fics specifically letita weight ones, and old drafts and etc. Iâm also working on a masterlist so itâs easier for my readers to access specific fics since my content will began to range in varies. anyhoo,enjoy ml ;)â
âfor my new readers: my fics normally donât contain hard or triggering mentions, but this setting will, if your easily triggered by this list of things pls check out one of my other fics! â
â ïžWARNINGSâ ïž:Mentions Of Sex, Acholiuc Abuse,Physical and Domestic Abuse,Adultrey, Drugs,âFastâ Money, No I donât do INCEST but yes they fucking the same girl, idk do what you wish with that information⊠and etc.
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infatuation âą an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something.
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âFuckâ small whimpers and sweet nothings cursed through the stuffy air of the dem litted room.
It was probably 2 minutes before 1am and you and them didnât have a care in the world about anything other than what was happening right about now.
Around town you where the âstuck upâ and âsnobbyâ and theyâre favorite thing âcouldnât keep a manâ but this was only to the many men you had turned down and the desperate wives who lusted after theyâre husbands attention but could never get it, although you didnât need to do much because they would give it too you for free.
But you didnât want any of them. Not in the way you wanted ..them.
Them? Stack and Smoke. Yes it was greedy but you couldnât chose. And they werenât letting up, so you accepted both, wasnât much like you had a choice, they wanted you and they were gonna have you no matter what it took.
You had a mouth on you, an attitude, and you couldnât listen for shit. No man wanted to put up with a little lady like yourself who had her own, and could do what she wanted because nothing they offered was something you couldnât get, you liked what you liked and it was your way or no way.But Stack and Smoke knew what to do with you and thatâs just the way you liked it.
They didnât flourish you with gifts and money, they provided you with teachable, showed you that anything they accomplished you could too.
But how did you get to this place? Sprawled out on the bed letting two men idintical to each other fuck you relentlessly. Stacks tounge flipping up and down yoir clit as smoke tenderly stricken his manhood in and out of your mouth. How did you become so slutty, so open, so easy?
Letâs Recaps.
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It was September 3rd 1932, on a hot Sunday, In deep Mississippi. The sun shined bright as people left in and out of your bakery, requesting some of everything on the menu, it was even worse considering the fact that you and only your 2 best friends Lucy and Milly Mae where the only people inside, you the baker and them the cashiers,it felt like it had lasted all day before it came to an end.
Your bakery sat right in the middle of town,surrounded by banks,and blues stores,churches and more.
Being the god fearing women you where, you had strict morals and rules say out for yourself in this little thing called life, and growing up you loved baking, it was one thing you and your mom could do together even when she wasnât sober.
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âBee!â You let out small laughs as your mom placed light slaps flour on your face
âHa ha ha.â She turned her attention towards the dark batter as she mixed it together while you smiled lightly and dipped a finger into the batter tasting the sweet creamy chocolate melt on your tongue.
Your mom made the best baked dishes, cakes,cookies,pies, cobbler. It was all so good. Those little moments made it seem like all those good moments overweighted those bad ones.
When her and your dad would argue, your father stumbling around the house as they fought like two men, you rushed into the closet and placed your small hands over your ears, it would all be over soon you thought.
âYOU RUNNIN ROUND HEâAH WITH THAT WHITE BITCH,NO REPSEVT FOR THE FANILY YOU GOT AT HOME! YOU IS AH EVIL MAN!â
Soft cries left your mouth as shatter hit the walls, as you hugged yourself tighter it felt like the arguments became longer everytime.
Daddy didnât come home on most nights, and it seemed like mama became more agressive, she always stunk of acholol and the house was messy all the time.
As you get into your teens, your studyâs became more important to you, most of the time girls spent in shopping stores you spent in book stores, you loved to bake, and you loved children.
So you took all the money you saved as your job as part time store employee and put yourself into school, with the help of your grandma lord rest her soul,you moved to Arkansas and you became a teacher.
You worked as a teacher for about 2-3 years before you desired to return home to missippi, to lay your mama to rest and made the tough decision to reopen her old bakery.
âI love you Ma.â You said placing a small bouquet of flowers on her stone, you sat there for hours conversating as if she could hear you and speak back.
âBee?â
âPa.â
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You had been rushed for the past week, being so y ready to let loose and sweat off all the stress from the opening.
Apart from the stress the bakery looked stunning, it was just what you pictured inside your mind,cute and comfortable, and welcoming.
You stood about 5â5,Thick thighs and Brown skip, you where full, chunky arms and a pudgy soft stomach, your skin was milky and your curls where messy, Your curls placed in a sloppy bun as sweat beamed from your forehead, the pink fabric on your dress was starting to browning from all the batter you had waste on it earlier, white speaks of flour covered your hands as you hurried and locked your shop, keys in hand along with your clutch and hat, around this time it was uncommon for women to drive but you had no choice. You were not gonna walk, and no one was gonna make you.
You walked towards your car rolling your eyes annoyed as women began to whisper and clutch their pearls.
People stood around on the side walks singing sweet blues, playing guitars, and children played hopscotch.
âMs.Honey!â The kids yelped your name as they came running over with excitement
âOh, my, how yâall babies doing todayâ you said showcasing a big smile
âGood,what about you?â A baby girl spoke, twisting her finger in one of her curl coils.
âGood- I gotta surprise for yâall.â You said waking around the other side of your car pulling out a box of cupcakes
The children began to yelp in excitement, making you chuckle.
But then there came silence, and everyoneâs attention turned towards something else, or someone.. else.
Youâd eyes flickered over to the car that stopped right in front of the old bank and from what you could see which wasnât far, because you refused to wear your glasses, where two men. You hadnât looked long before you opened your car door, clumsily dropping your keys in the process.
âShit.â You said as you attempted to drop to your feet to hurry and pick up your keys.
âsuch a pretty lady with a foul mouth on her.â A deep hoarse voice spoke above her as she crouched onto the ground.
âIâm Stack.â
The END for now..
author: just a taste, because I love to tease.đ
