MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! ON EVERYTHING IMMA CURSE YA ASS OUT IF U COME FOR ME AFTER THIS. FAIR WARNING :) Don't be immature.

"I just wanna put somethin' in you. And I can tell that you want it too." - Tyrese

JESSICA

Yesterday I took a bath and got straight in the bed. I made Montana get on the couch. I was way too hurt at the moment.

Right now I'm flushing my plan b and birth control pills down the toilet. "Wassup?" Montana asks, walking in the bathroom. I ignore him, then flush it. I turn around and turn the shower on.

"So, I'm talking to myself?" he asks. "Come make your fucking baby." I say, getting in the shower. "Come on. You want a baby so damn bad, come make it." I dryly say. I'm so irritated. He shakes his head. "Naw, you don't want one, I ain't gone make you have one. I'll adopt or some shit." he says, shrugging his shoulders. "No. You pressure me and catch attitudes about it. I'm giving you what you want. If it'll make you do right, please, just come make the damn baby. I'm waiting. I didn't take my pills or nothing, I flushed em. Come on." I say.

"You trippin'." he says. "No, tripping is fathering that bitch child. She ruined our relationship and lied on you and some more. Seriously?" I ask. "No, I ain't fathering her child. I was just helping. I like kids, aight? My girl won't give me one though." he says. "Please, quit being sarcastic. I'm standing here butt naked waiting. Come on, hurry up." I say. He shakes his head. "You so caught up on Ant. You know you wanna have my kids, you just scared of what him and everybody else will say. It's all good though." he says.

"I'm not caught up on shit. I love him but I do what I wanna do. Come on, Montana, we gone make this baby so you can leave me alone about it. Let's go." I say. "No. If imma make a baby, it's gone be special, not cause my girl got an attitude so miss me with that shit." he says.

"I don't have an attitude. I'm sitting here telling you to do it." I say. "Do you really want it?" he asks. "Yes." I mumble. He takes his clothes off then gets in the shower. He starts kissing me on my neck. He stops then shakes his head. "Mane, naw. It ain't going down  like this." he says.

I sigh. "Who cares? Are we making the baby or what?" I ask. "I don't want you to make a permanent decision cause you mad at me. Is it really what you want?" he asks. I sigh. "Yeah, Montana. Might as well." I say. He kisses my lips. "Alright. But like I said, it ain't going down like this. I don't wanna bring my baby in the world like this, you see what I'm saying? You mean too much to me." he says.

I shrug my shoulders. "Well, my twins were conceived on a jail floor so I mean..." I say in all seriousness, making him laugh. "Do I look like Ant to you? You couldn't  pay me to take your virginity or make a child in that filthy ass place, especially if I knew I was coming home soon. I value you too much. So, we gotta do it big when we make this baby." he says.

I nod my head. "But I want you to cut Della off. I'm not playing with you, Montana. That child has a father figure and that's her man. She doesn't need your help. That isn't your child and you're about to have one of your own to focus on." I say. I'm not trying to be selfish, but we're gonna have a baby, so he needs to worry about that.

He smiles. "Done. Any more requests?" he asks. "Yes. You have to do that thing with your tongue that I like." I say. He smirks. "You bold, you know that?" he asks. I chuckle, then move his hands down to my ass. "I know." I say. He laughs. "I'm happy as a bitch." he says. "I bet." I say.

He nods his head, then gets out the shower. "Imma get up with you in a minute. I need to go take care of some business." he says. "Are you serious? You really about to head out after I just agreed to give you a child?" I ask. "Man, it ain't even like that. I was going to try to set something nice up so I can do it the right way." he says.

I follow him into the bedroom. "Look... let me tell you something... can we do the whole special thing later? I really want to get the baby making over with now before I change my mind." I say. "You sure?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "Get your ass on the bed then." he says, smirking.

I sit against the headboard. He closes and locks the door, turns the lights off, lights a few candles, and turns the TV on the home surveillance. I watch him sit his gun on the bed next to the bed. I chuckle then shake my head. The shit street niggas do.

He grabs his phone and connects it to his Beats speaker. He starts playing R. Kelly's song Pregnant featuring Tyrese, Robin Thicke, and The Dream. I chuckle. "I put that bitch on repeat." he says, grinning.

I laugh as he climbs on top of me. "Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant." he sings in my ear, then goes back to kissing all over my neck. I let out soft moans as he plants soft  kisses all over my neck and chest. I had my doubts, but realistically, Montana's good to me. The least I could do is give him a baby. I plan on being with him for the rest of my life anyway.

"Something about being with you make me want a baby. Put them pills on chill and girl, give me my baby." he softly sings in my ear, then licks and sucks on my neck, which is definitely my spot.

I sit up then spread my legs further apart. I can look at him and tell he genuinely loves me. "Come on, baby." I moan from the pleasure from all of his kisses on my body.

He lifts my left leg and puts it over his shoulder. I throw my head back in pleasure. He has his head buried between  my legs and he's going to work with his tongue. He's licking and sucking on the right things. If this was a sport, he'd be in first place, hands down.

"Damn. Stop." I moan, trying to push him away because it feels too good. He grips my thighs. "Quit, this my puşsy, bae, let me eat it." he mumbles, then goes back to french kissing my lower lips.

My eyes cross. Words could never describe how good his tongue game is. "Ahh, shit. Monatana, no, stop." I beg, trying  to pull away again. He grips my thighs then pulls me back. I already came three times. I can't take all this pleasure. "Stop Jessica." He mumbles into my core. He keeps going. I gasp as my body tightens up.  "Fuuuuck." I release on his tongue. He lifts up smirking. "You ready?" he asks. Hell naw.

I push him off of me then grab his dıck. That hoe is saluting me. I rub the tip as pre cūm oozes out of it. I lean down then lick the head of it, catching him off guard and shocking my damn self. I can't believe I did that.

He chuckles. "What's wrong?" he asks. "I don't know how to do this." I admit. He laughs a little. "Open your mouth." he instructs. I open it. He slowly puts it halfway in my mouth, making my eyes widen. "Relax. Now, tighten your lips around it. Don't be scared, imma show you how to do it." he says. I tighten my mouth around it. "Now, slowly move your head up and down, but make sure yo mouth stays tight around it cause I like it like that." he mumbles. I start slowly going up and down while fingering myself because his light grunts and moans, plus me being able to please him like this turns me on.

He grips a hand full of my hair, scaring me a little. I take it out my mouth then look at him. "What are you doing? Why are you gripping my hair?" I ask. "It was feeling too good, man, go back down." he mumbles.

I get back down, then lick all over it while I play with his balls. "Am I doing it right?" I ask, watching him breathe heavily and get red in the face. He slowly nods his head, then pushes my head back down. He lets out a deep breath. "In your mouth?" he mumbles. Before I can say anything, he shoots his stuff all in my mouth, making me choke.

I take off running to the bathroom then swallow it. "Oh my God, Montana." I say. I'm so shocked and shaken up right now. I immediately start brushing my teeth. It wasn't nasty, I just wasn't expecting that.

He walks in as I brush my teeth. "I'm sorry, bae." he says, then pushes himself inside of me from behind, making me gasp and lean across the sink while he goes in from behind.  I put one leg up on the sink, enjoying every single thrust.

"You love me?" he asks, speeding up, squeezing my right boob. "Yes. I swear." I moan. "How much?" he asks, leaning back a little, putting in on me even more. I can't even talk right now. I'm at a loss for words.

He picks me up, still stroking in and out of me as he walks to the bed. He lays me down. I get on top of him and start riding from behind. He picks me up by my waist then sits me down on his face and starts eating. I grab his dıck then put it in my mouth, trying my hardest to mimic my favorite pornstars when they give head. Not Polly's hoe ass, of course.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jessica. That shit feel so good." he groans. I smirk at the sight of his toes curling then go back to doing it.

He stops me, then gets on top of me. He starts slowly stroking, then speeds up. He grabs both of my hands, staring in my eyes while he pleases me. "Montana... ahh, right there." I manage to say. He kisses my mouth, then my neck. He bites down on my neck, groaning as between my legs becomes sticky and warm.

We stare in each other's eyes then start tongue kissing. "I love you." I mumble, wiping tears out of my eyes. He kisses me over and over again. "I wouldn't want anybody else to have my child. I love you more, baby girl." he says, breathing heavily. He's still inside of me and it's throbbing.

He starts smiling hard. "Damn, girl, I love you." he exclaims, then kisses me all over my face, making me laugh. "I love you too." I say. I'm so emotional right now. Nothing compares to making actual love and that's a face.

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IK IT WAS NASTY  BUT IT HAD 2 HAPPEN. LET THE ANTI JESSICA AND MONTANA GANG START NOW LMFAO.