Chapter Three
-As A Teen-
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"What was Quanny like?"

Sexy. But other than that, that motherf*cker was mean. Or maybe just too stubborn, bold, dominant and with too much of an ego. I can't say I didn't like it though...
*shrugs and smirks*
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I knew Quanny since the 8th grade actually. He went to my middle school with Kehlani but we just never talked when I was actually enrolled in school. But one day, when I came to the school's let out, he introduced himself to me finally. His real name is Curtis really, Curtis Juan Martín😏🙊

I call him Quanny though, because giving people nick names is just me. Juanny and Curt didn't exactly do it for me, so I switched it to Quanny. I still saw him a lot around my neighborhood after our first introduction. He only lived one block over from my parent's house, so me and him became really close.

And the rest is history😏
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:: 15 minutes later ::

Sneaking up to Quanny's garage door in the front, I watched him pick up the mechanical door and step off to the side to let me in. Once inside, we quietly walked down to the basement where he closed and locked the door behind us, to not disturb his housemates upstairs.

"Well well" he teased as I walked by him to put my things down.

"What?" I asked, putting my book bag and things down specifically on his computer chair.

"You looking good this evening, big head. I see you with the little curls out now. That forehead still long though" he chuckled, pulling at my hair.

"If only you could be nice for one day" I pushed him away.

"Now why would I be nice now, when I'm a be mean to you later" he winked and held up my chin to make me blush. "But now, I don't have that much hair to grab anymore, so I hope you won't mind being gripped up yourself"

"Mmm" I hummed, tongue tied on how to reply to that.

"We still not gonna start with foreplay?" he asked.

Every boy that I had intercourse with at that time, was just for a good time. We both agreed that it was just that and just simply intercourse. No feelings. No labels. No head. Just sex.

"Nope. I'm still not changing my mind about that, unless you're my guy. But I'm not looking for any takers at the moment"

"Well whoever you decide to settle down with, gonna be one lucky motherf*cker, I'll tell you that much. It might even be myself,...after you have a couple of my kids later down the line. You strangely make me wanna give a baby"

"Nigga, you thought. I ain't about to have no kids by ya mean-ass..."

"Why not? You can't say we wouldn't make a cute kid together"

Still til this day, I wondered about if Curtis had possibly gotten me pregnant instead. What would our child look like? Surely beautiful to me because I love all my children and I happen to believe that everyone is beautiful in their own way, but....with his features. Mmm, our son would be just like his father. Handsome but with a witty charm to trap you inside. And our daughter, I would think to be so beautiful and pretty. But who knows, right? Don't two 'attractive' people make ugly babies anyways.

"Who even said I liked you like that?" I teased him.

"Oh I forgot I'm f*cking with the female player now" he folded his arms.

"I am not a player, I just chill freely and with whomever I want. Like niggas do all the time. I'm tired of people sayin' that"

"Mhm.." he sat down on his bed and laid back nonchalantly.

The room grew silent for a moment, where both of us stopped talking and just laid there on his bed. Meanwhile, I could see him in the process of taking off his shirt and already feeling in his pants. I sat up to watch him of course as he leaned up against the wall in a slump.

Now taking out his member, and exposing it like it was nothing. But it was indeed something. A big something too, that had me craving it all this afternoon and especially right at this very moment.

He looked over at me suddenly and laughed at seeing my eyes so focused on his manhood. "You ready?"

"Mhm.."

--12:10 am--
*bed rocking noise*😉

Losing my absolute mind from ecstasy, I reached up my hand to grab on to his headboard. It was taking everything out of me to hold and bite on to this pillow while he had his way with me in the back. But boy,....did it feel so good.

The bed rocked seconds apart and steadily now from his...rough and quick pace into me. All I could feel was his hands bringing back my hips and of course his manhood connecting with my kitty.

"Ahh, mmm–.....yes" I squealed into his pillow, gripping the poor thing and everything around me.

*Flesh clapping hardly*💢

"Ouu...my god–...ahh...shit!" I moaned still into his pillow.

"Shut up and take it, girl" he gripped my hair from the back, lifting my head up from the bed. ...I guess he could still pull my hair just fine.

"Ssss-shit- ahh" I reacted and rolled my eyes back.

"This what you wanted right? Mmm–to get d*cked down by a real nigga?" he grunted in my ear.

"Yes Quanny–" I replied, weakened by his strokes.

Immediately, he pushed me back down to the bed again. This time, with my face all the way down and my ass all the way up to bend my spine. His nails dug deeply into my skin as he kept this position, now slamming everything he's got to break my ish down.

"Ahh!....Fuck–!" I moaned muffled into his mattress, before drowning in my own arousal.

-The next morning-☀⛅
*Door Slams Open*💢💢💢🚪

Waking up from the sudden loud noise, I opened my eyes to see a pair of police officers coming down the steps.

"Shit!" Quan said, moving from underneath my body in a flash to get off the bed.

"Hands where I can see em!" One cop in particular said, holding up a bright yellow gun.

I obeyed the request immediately and raised both of my arms over my head. Quan did the same and backed up into the corner.

The other cop without the gun, came over to the bed and roughly pulled me off by my arm. He pushed me to bend over the bed instead, while he placed both of my hands behind my back.

"Wait– wait! I didn't do anything–I'm innocent!" I panicked.

"Agh!" I hear Quanny's whimper from behind. "Leave her alone dawg! She didn't do shit" he added.

The cop quickly patted down my slim teenage figure and went deeply into my short pockets. "She's clean.."

"Well we know he's not" The other cop said. "Just let her go, we got who we came herefor"

Finally, he released me. "Ma'am, I'm have to ask you to leave the crime scene"

"Crime scene? What's going on? Why is he being arrested!?" I yelled, watching the other cop arrest him on the floor.

"Please leave the property miss or you can join your boyfriend down town in the big house"

"The big house? You can't charge me as an adult! I'm a minor yo!" Quan yelled.

"Maybe you should've learned the law first before you commit crimes. Get her out of here, Ross"

"I'm leaving okay" I put my hands before grabbing my stuff from his chair.

*

Standing next to a tree near Quanny's garage door, I watched the officers finally drag him outside and over to the car. Blood dripped down from his now busted lip and they roughly transported him into the backseat.

After they shut the door, he looked up from the window and stared at me. I stared back and watched his expression turn into fear...and sadness. I had no idea what he was being arrested for but whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

Watching the car pulling out from his driveway, I waved goodbye in a sad way and watched him bang his head on the glass to show his frustration. Then...he was gone, just like that.

I was uncertain if I would ever see him again, and it made me really sad to think about it actually. He and I weren't meant to be but...he was still a good time.

Quanny in the Media💝
Hey, thanks for reading --Tay.