Page 6 of Only Fans

All I could do was shake my head. “I ain’t ya man, direct all that naggin’ and attitude to that nigga, shorty.

You petty throwin’ shade on my dick. Stop playin’ wit’ me!

” I snapped, talking shit just to piss her off even more.

I was getting my rocks off fucking with her, but I was still speaking facts.

“Nigga, you the one in your feelin’s. I didn’t mean it how you took it, but oh well! And I damn sure ain’t tryna get knocked up by you. That’s the whole reason why I started the pill.” Deja fussed, getting out of the shower then heading into the bedroom to dry off and get dressed.

“Pills ain’t a hundred percent protection. It’s still reckless as fuck. It ain’t worth the risk of you getting’ pregnant again.” I laughed, following her into my bedroom as I put my robe on.

Grabbing my cellphone off the nightstand, I checked to see if Tatiana called back.

I wanted to see if I had any notifications from my girl, Brandi too.

I wasn’t done with me and Tatiana’s conversation.

She was going to have to give me an answer tonight about hooking up with me soon, or I was going to move on to the next female.

Either she was going to let me get my dick wet, or not, and if not, then I was out.

Seeing that neither Tatiana nor Brandi reached out, I sent a text to Brandi to see if she needed me to pick up anything for her before I headed to her crib to check on her and my shorty.

I figured I would take a long, hot shower once Deja left, then head over to her sister, Brandi’s house to spend the night with her.

Brandi was the leading lady in my life at the moment.

She was currently five and a half months pregnant with my baby.

It wasn’t cool to be smashing them both, but it was what it was.

On life, I never planned for the shit to happen that way. It just happened.

Brandi and Deja were half-sisters, so I guess it wasn’t that bad.

They had the same father but different mothers.

In my defense, it was never my intention to fuck Deja, she was the one who pursued me.

When Brandi was three months pregnant, she found out she was at risk of having a miscarriage.

Her cervix had started to dilate like she was in labor, so she had to get some procedure done where they stitched her cervix closed.

The shit sounded barbaric and painful as hell.

God knew what he was doing when he gave women the task of bearing children ‘cause if the shit was up to me, I wouldn’t dare.

If men had to carry, then give birth, the world would be underpopulated.

With Brandi being on bedrest for the remainder of her pregnancy, and Deja being the great sister she was, she started spending more time at Brandi’s house, so she could be there to help her out.

Brandi worked from home as a freelance writer, so her bedrest didn’t interfere with her work.

I wasn’t sure what Deja did for a living, but I was grateful that Deja chose to step up to help her sister ‘cause that would have left me to run all of Brandi’s errands for her, and I wasn’t trying to do all of that, I had a hotel to run.

Being that she was pregnant, I didn’t mind checking for her and helping her out, but everything couldn’t just fall on my shoulders only. I had my plate full already.

One of the nights Deja was staying over at Brandi’s, I happened to be there as well, and one thing led to another.

Deja and I fucked and had been sleeping with each other ever since.

As messed up as that was, I wasn’t a complete and total jerk.

Brandi knew that I was not perfect and had issues being faithful she just didn’t know about her sister, and she was apparently cool with it because she stayed taking me back.

A year ago, I had bought Brandi a decent three-bedroom townhouse as a I’m sorry I fucked up and cheated on you.

Please take me back gift. Of course, she forgave me, and when we got back together, we still lived separately.

I had keys and twenty-four-hour access to her place, but that wasn’t the case for my place.

Even when she got pregnant and started asking if I was going to move in, I made it clear that I wasn’t ready for all of that.

She accepted it ‘cause it damn sure didn’t stop her from taking the house keys when I presented them to her.

She used to live in a small ass apartment that was long overdue for an upgrade, so she accepted my apology, and we’d been good ever since.

I still owned a condo, and I had an office at my hotel with a bedroom area that Brandi hated, but it was what it was.

I never portrayed that I was perfect. Every female I fucked around with knew I wasn’t ready to settle down with one woman any time soon.

Yet all of them still continued to fuck with me.

So, in my eyes, they accepted my ways. Therefore, I didn’t feel the need to have to change them.

Brandi hated that I wouldn’t move in with her, but there was nothing she could do nor say that would make me change my mind, including the fact that she was about to have my kid.

I planned to still be there for her regardless, and I occasionally spent the night with her, but moving in was way too big of a step.

I loved her, but not enough to settle down and choose her to be with for the rest of my life type of love.

I love pussy better, and the more variety I had to choose from, the better off I was.

Part of the reason how I got wrapped up in cheating on her with her sister.

I couldn’t be trusted, and I didn’t expect it cause I didn’t trust my damn self.

It didn’t matter whether I had my own space or not, if I saw a female and I got the desire to fuck her, I was gonna do just that.

The hotel that I owned was where I mainly met up with the chicks I fucked around with.

I didn’t tell them I was the owner; I’d just make it seem like I paid for a room at an expensive ass hotel to wine and dine them impressing them enough to wanna give up the panties.

None of them knew about my office space at the hotel.

All the rooms I used to hook up with chicks would be in the area that was reserved for special clients.

Occasionally I’d had a few celebrities, and local rappers pass through, and they’d always request a private area to refrain from being around the general public.

Why, privacy mainly and also because almost always they’d be on some creepin’ around shit.

That wasn’t often so while that area wasn’t in use, I used the rooms for my own personal pleasure.

At the end of the day, Brandi wound up accepting me for who I was, and when she found out she was pregnant and was going to need me for the next eighteen or so years, all she asked was that I didn’t flaunt my “floozies” as she called them in her face and to never disrespect our home.

When she had to get that cervical cerclage thing put in, she shut down intimacy right then and there.

Before that, occasionally, if I got lucky enough, she would give me a hand job, or suck my dick and balls, but intercourse was a no go which pushed me even more toward hooking up with random women online.

I was the type of person that watched porn in my free time, all the time. I loved sex.

I just couldn’t get enough of some good, tight, wet, juicy pussy.

So, when Brandi shut sex down, I was forced to go on OnlyFans and Tinder to find jump offs.

And just like when her sister Deja caught me slacking, I had no choice but to go for it.

I fucked Deja so good that first time we ended up going for a second round.

I gave her just what she wanted because it was something that I needed.

Because of Brandi’s lack of sex, I stayed horny as fuck.

The night it happened Deja caught me in the kitchen getting a late-night snack.

One thing led to another, and we wound up fucking in the guest room she was staying in.

I fucked the dog shit out of her ass. I tapped that shit so hard we had to fuck on the floor and not the bed to keep the noise down.

Had we been on the bed, Brandi would have for sure known what was going on.

I knew I was bogus, but I was almost on the verge of blue balls.

Deja had got the right one on the right day that time.

I was nervous as hell because the shit went down at Brandi’s crib.

I only took the chance because I knew she wasn’t going to wake up.

She was knocked out, and the pregnancy had her sleeping harder than she normally would.

The room I fucked her sister in was downstairs on the main floor, and Brandi’s room was upstairs which was another reason why I knew she wasn’t going to catch us.

Plus, Deja had the TV in the bedroom loud as hell, so it drowned out all the moaning and heavy breathing.

Brandi wasn’t supposed to be going up and down the stairs because of the bedrest, so we were straight.

Had that not been the case, I wouldn’t have fucked another female like that in Brandi’s crib. I was hell but not that bad.

“Ain’t nobody tryna get pregnant by yo ass,” Deja huffed. “You must be out yo rabbit ass mind if you think I wanna have your baby. Hell, it’s bad enough Brandi about to have your kid.”

“You sayin’ that like you feelin’ some type of way bout your sister carryin’ my seed,” I chuckled.

“You shouldn’t press for the dick if you can’t handle it!

I told you I’m not about to leave your sister for nobody before I slid my dick in your shit.

You had a choice before we fucked, but you wanted this dick, and now you trippin’. ”