Murder Mamas Part 12

Aries and Robyn burst into laughter simultaneously. They knew Miamor had to be playing. The request was too outlandish to be taken seriously.

"Get da f.u.c.k out of here, b.i.t.c.h!" Aries said in between her laughter; but when she saw that Miamor's smirk had faded away, she knew that she was dead serious.

"You have to be f.u.c.king kidding me," Robyn added as she began to shake her head, not believing what was being asked of them.

"I know the s.h.i.+t sound crazy, but the n.i.g.g.a we supposed to hit was raping Black's brother in the joint. He wants him to feel violated the same way his brother did. He is offering us an extra twenty stacks if we do it his way."

"Twenty thousand?" Aries and Robyn asked at the same time.

"Twenty thousand dollars," Miamor confirmed and nodded her head.

"Ooh, big daddy. You working with an anaconda," Robyn lied as she stroked Fabian's d.i.c.k with her hand. Where the f.u.c.k are these b.i.t.c.hes at? This dirty-d.i.c.k n.i.g.g.a gon' want me to put my mouth on him in a minute, Robyn thought as she prolonged her extended hand-job on Fabian. She had been getting in good with him for the past week and finally convinced him to go to a motel room without one of his goons tailing him for security.

"Show me what that head game like, ma," Fabian instructed as he placed his hands behind his head and lay back on the bed. Robyn was enraged on the inside. She was p.i.s.sed because Miamor had told her that they would enter the room five minutes after she went in. It had been fifteen minutes since they entered the motel room.

Where these b.i.t.c.hes at? f.u.c.k, Robyn thought as she tried to figure out a way to buy a couple of minutes. Normally she would do whatever she had to do to get the job done, but in this case she had to reconsider. The thought of putting a h.o.m.os.e.xual pipe in her mouth made her almost gag. Robyn stood up and improvised to stall time.

"I'ma dance for you, daddy. Just sit back and watch," she said as she began to do the belly roll and move her midsection in circles. She raised her skirt and exposed her neatly trimmed v.a.g.i.n.a. She put her finger in her mouth and then began to rub her c.l.i.toris slow and hard.

Fabian was going crazy thinking about going inside of her pretty pink love box. He smiled while stroking his hard d.i.c.k. He was so hard; veins were sticking out of his d.i.c.k as the tip of his joint pulsated.

It wasn't Robyn's intention to get aroused, but the size and width of Fabian's big black rod made her dripping wet. If the n.i.g.g.a wasn't a h.o.m.o, I might've gave his fruity a.s.s some. That's what's wrong with these b.i.t.c.h-a.s.s n.i.g.g.as now! All the brothers either down-low booty chasers or just don't got no act right, she thought as she let her finger slide into her v.a.g.i.n.a. She was so wet; she felt her juices drip onto her inner thigh.

At that point Fabian couldn't take it any longer. He jumped up and swiftly grabbed Robyn under her b.u.t.t cheeks. He quickly lifted her so that she was face level.

"Oh s.h.i.+t!" Robyn yelled as the element of surprise caught her. Her legs swung freely as her crotch sat dead in the middle of Fabian's face.

During his stint in the penitentiary he had worked out extensively; his bulky, muscular physique confirmed that. It was nothing for him to lift Robyn's entire body with ease. He began to work his tongue like a tornado on Robyn's c.l.i.toris.

She couldn't believe the position that she was in. She only read about s.h.i.+t like that in books. Fabian knew all the moves to get Robyn to nut. This n.i.g.g.a sho' can eat a p.u.s.s.y, Robyn thought as she gripped his bald head in pleasure and grinded her hips against his face. The top of her head kept hitting the ceiling, but she didn't mind. It was well worth it.

She kept looking at the door, expecting her girls to bust in at any moment. She had paid for the hotel suite earlier that day and gave Miamor the extra room key. Actually, she was hoping that they didn't come in at that moment because she didn't want Fabian to drop her while she was so high.

"Let me down!" Robyn said as she tried to get a couple more face thrusts in before it was over.

Fabian slowly let Robyn down and began to take off Robyn's clothes. He lay on the bed and sat up on his elbows as he stared at her drenched p.u.s.s.y.

Robyn knew that she had to think quickly because she was not about to give him a shot at her goods. He ain't sticking that mu'f.u.c.ka up in me. That's for d.a.m.n sure.

"Turn around on your stomach," Robyn instructed as she sucked her own nipples.

"What?" Fabian asked in confusion.

"Turn around, n.i.g.g.a! I want to lick yo' a.s.s," she lied seductively.

"What? Don't nothing go by my a.s.s, ma. Come get on this d.i.c.k and stop playing."

Robyn knew what the deal was, and she knew that he liked what she was proposing, him being gay and all. She just had to play it right. "It will feel good, I promise," Robyn added.

Fabian lit up inside when she first told him to turn around. He just didn't want Robyn to know his little secret. Her request was music to his ears. He hadn't got a rim job since leaving prison. He was itching to get his fetish quenched. Fabian looked in Robyn's eyes and saw that she was serious and quickly flipped his muscular a.s.s around.

Just then, Robyn saw Miamor and Aries slide through the door quietly, both with pistols in their hands. Fabian was so busy smiling and antic.i.p.ating getting his back slurped that he didn't even see them coming.

"What took y'all b.i.t.c.hes so long!" Robyn shouted as she began to put on her clothes.

"What?" Fabian asked as he turned around. But he didn't see what he was expecting to see. He was staring down the barrel of Miamor's 9 mm. Before Fabian could even act in response, Miamor went across his nose with her gun, causing it to split and swell up instantly.

"Tie this mu'f.u.c.ka up," Miamor instructed calmly as she reached into her bag to pull out the butcher knife.

Fabian instantly began to plead for his life as Aries tied him up to the bedposts.

"Look, I will give y'all b.i.t.c.hes anything you want," he pleaded as Aries finished tying him up.

Aries. .h.i.t him in the eye with the b.u.t.t of her pistol. "Watch chu mouth!" she said as she watched him grimace in agony.

"Let's hurry up and get this s.h.i.+t over with," Robyn said as she finished putting her clothes back on.

"Okay, here," Miamor said as she handed Robyn the butcher knife.

"I ain't cutting that n.i.g.g.a d.i.c.k off!" Robyn said as she shook her head from side to side.

"Oh s.h.i.+t! Oh f.u.c.k! Please don't cut my joint off. Please! What the f.u.c.k did I do to deserve this foul s.h.i.+t?" Fabian said as tears began to form in his eyes and he bucked against his restraints.

"Stop crying like a little b.i.t.c.h! Put a sock in that n.i.g.g.a's mouth," Miamor instructed.

Aries grabbed one of his socks off the floor and forced it down his throat.

"Aries, you do it," Miamor said as she handed her the knife.

"Chu got Aries f.u.c.ked up. Me not touching he d.i.c.k, b.i.t.c.h," Aries said as she stepped back away from her.

"Y'all b.i.t.c.hes soft! I got to do everything myself! Real b.i.t.c.hes do real s.h.i.+t," Miamor yelled as she grabbed Fabian's d.i.c.k and gave it one good hack. The knife only went halfway through, so she whacked it again, this time cutting it clean off.

Fabian squirmed in pain. The m.u.f.fled scream was like a lion's roar as his eyes flew open in excruciating pain, while his body writhed violently. Miamor didn't know if it was more painful for Fabian to feel the knife or to see his soldier lying next to him, totally detached from his body. Blood began to cover the sheets, and Miamor hopped off of him.

"I get the twenty stacks for that. Straight up!" Miamor yelled as she grabbed a towel to clean her hands and the knife.

"f.u.c.k that! We are splitting that s.h.i.+t," Robyn yelled as she turned her head to avoid seeing the b.l.o.o.d.y scene.

"Yeah. We split that!" Aries added.

"You b.i.t.c.hes didn't wanna help, so why should I split it up?" Miamor contested.

"I ..." Robyn paused, and the smell that was in the air almost made her gag. She pulled Miamor into the bathroom so she could tell her about herself. Aries followed quickly, not wanting to miss anything. The three girls huddled up in the bathroom like sardines in a can.

"Yo, why you bugging, Mia? You know the rules. We always split the take evenly," Robyn said with much att.i.tude.

"Why do I have to do the dirty work and split it? Straight the f.u.c.k up! You two were scared to cut, but now you want a cut. f.u.c.k that!" Miamor said while snapping her head to the side.

"Miamor, what's gotten into you? You are tripping. You ain't acting the same lately." Robyn scowled.

"It's de n.i.g.g.a she giving she p.u.s.s.y to. He got she head f.u.c.ked up," Aries said.

"Look, this ain't the right time to be talking about this, so step the f.u.c.k off," Miamor said.

"Yeah, she is right. Let's handle this n.i.g.g.a and we will finish this later," Robyn said as she opened the bathroom door and squeezed out.

"Oh s.h.i.+t!" Robyn yelled as soon as she saw what had happened.

"What's wrong?" Miamor shouted as she hurried out of the bathroom. Miamor looked at the b.l.o.o.d.y bed and saw that it was empty and the door was wide open.

"The n.i.g.g.a got away! f.u.c.k!"

They all rushed to the door and saw the man running b.u.t.t naked across the parking lot. Aries lifted her gun to shoot at him, but it was too late. He was already out of range.

"f.u.c.k! f.u.c.k!" Miamor yelled as she put both of her hands on her head. She knew that they had just f.u.c.ked up big time and now no one was getting paid. They all paused for a minute and then watched as the b.u.t.t naked man ran for his life. On cue, they all burst into laughter, knowing that they would eventually catch up to him... .

Aries snapped back to reality and wiped the tear away that had cascaded down her cheek. She couldn't wait until that whole ordeal was over so she could return to normalcy with her family.

Chapter Thirteen.

Fatima rubbed her long legs together as she watched Case's naked behind as he walked into the master bathroom. The sweat-drenched sheets clung to her body as she smiled seductively.

"Are you throwing in the towel? We've got years of lovemaking to catch up on," Fatima whined as her l.u.s.t-filled eyes enjoyed the view of his body. Case was a real man, a man's man, somebody Fatima could hold on to when it felt as if she were grasping at straws in her own marriage. He provided security for her, because when she looked at him, she saw the man she made her son with. Being with Boomer's father, no matter how temporary the relations.h.i.+p was, made Fatima feel better, as if she had taken less of a loss.

"I can't keep up with you, girl. You going at it like we're still seventeen," Case said bashfully as he disappeared into the bathroom.

Being in Case's presence made her feel alive after the death of Boomer. Fatima was living in a dream world, and sooner or later she would have to wake up.

She couldn't wait until Macy was out of the picture. She had given herself to him fully for so many years, and it wasn't until she learned of his betrayal that she strayed. Macy had put a hurting on Fatima, and only revenge would make her feel better. His death would be his own bad karma coming back at him. Macy had arrogantly thought he would get away with the murder of Boomer, but Fatima was going to make sure that he paid for his wrongdoing.

Fatima flipped over on her stomach and crawled to the edge of the bed. She reached for the remote and turned on the TV.

"You need some company in there?" she called out. She was ready to go for round three.

Case chuckled and shouted, "Come join me."

She flipped the covers off to get out of the bed but stopped as her eyes scanned the television. Macy's face was plastered all over it, and she quickly forgot about her s.e.x session. Fatima turned up the volume as her heart began to speed up as she nervously heard the report.

"Case, get out here!" she yelled.

Case came out of the shower just as she was turning up the volume.

"Mayor Macy Sigel has been implicated in the murder of his son. He is wanted for questioning. The police have tried to locate Mayor Sigel, but his whereabouts are unknown. His wife, Fatima Sigel, is wanted for questioning... ."

"How do they know about him killing Boomer? Why am I wanted for questioning?" Fatima repeated in a panicked tone.

Case went to the TV and turned it off. "Don't worry about that. He's the mayor and he's been MIA. This was inevitable. Just be cool," Case stated. "They'll find what they're looking for. He'll be in a landfill somewhere soon enough."

"Then we will be okay. We can be together and the death of our son will be avenged," Fatima stated.

Case gave her a skeptical look because he had no intentions of keeping Fatima around. Being with her was only fun when Macy was alive to disapprove of it. He was s.e.xing the wife of his enemy. That fact alone made his d.i.c.k hard, but the infatuation would be over as soon as Macy was dead.

"Listen, Tima... ."

Fatima noticed the look on his face and recognized the regretful tone of his voice. "Case?" she said with an att.i.tude.

"I don't want us to confuse s.e.x with love," Case stated.

Fatima curled her lip in anger. "Oh really?" she asked as she crossed her arms. "I'm not a child, Case. I'm a grown woman and I realize what we are doing. I don't want to be around when your s.h.i.+p sinks anyway. You never know who might get to talking to the police. Once Macy's dead, I'm cas.h.i.+ng in the life insurance policy and getting out of this city."

Knowing that women are emotional creatures, Case stopped himself from going off. Fatima didn't know if she wanted to stay or go. She was obviously speaking out of anger. Case realized that letting Fatima down would not be a smart move for him. She had too much on him to let her go, especially on a bad note. There was no way that Case could leave a bad taste in Fatima's mouth without her telling someone what she knew. Fatima could pin Macy's murder on him, and Case was realizing that he would have to keep her close by in order to keep this secret under wraps.

"I'm not telling you to leave, Tima. I'm just saying let's take it slow. I want you around. Matter of fact, it's better for you if you stay," Case said.

"Better for me," she scoffed.

"Yeah. As long as you're under me, I know you're not talking recklessly to anyone. You're more than welcome to cash in your little chips and leave, but if you go that route, I can't guarantee your safety."

"Are you threatening me?" she asked with wide eyes.

"I'm enlightening you," he shot back as he threw on his clothes. Fatima gave him the evil eye as he finished dressing. "I'm going to be back in a few. Stay put."

Fatima's nostrils flared because she felt like Case was trying to play her. They could have been good together, but Case had mistakenly shown his cards. He didn't care for her; this was a Clash of the t.i.tans between Macy and Case. Fatima was just one of the spoils of war. The only reason he wanted her around was so that he could keep her in fear. Fear would keep her in check, but Fatima refused to be handled that way.

She got up from the bed and peered out of Case's bedroom window just as Case pulled away from the condo. As soon as his car was no longer in sight, Fatima sprang to action. She was showered and dressed in less than twenty minutes, but when she went to grab her keys, she noticed that they were missing.

"f.u.c.k. Where are they?" she whispered in frustration as she retraced her steps. "I know I'm not crazy. That m.u.t.h.af.u.c.ka has my keys."

Refusing to stay put, Fatima called a cab, hoping that it would arrive to pick her up before Case came back. She wasn't explaining anything to anyone. Case didn't want her; Macy had hurt her. Now she was out for self.

Chapter Fourteen.

All I have to do is get the life insurance policy out of our safe deposit box and then I'm out of here, Fatima thought.

The honking of a car's horn snapped her out of her thoughts. She grabbed her handbag and shot out of the door.