the family secret

I watched her as she lay there peaceful, still, dressed in all white, hair curled to the front of her head, makeup flawless, and a perminant smile on her face. Everyone else wept as they walked up to say their last goodbye's to Ms. Fannie Mae Wilson, but me, i'm glad the bitch is dead. And look at how they all carrying on, like she was a saint and shit. Hmph, little did they know, their favorite church mother, leader of the women's auxillary, senior member of the usher board, and lead prayer warrior was hell hidden behind a fucking smile. Yes, that's right, i'm speaking ill of my grandmother and she's dead. But before you clothes line me, lemme tell you a family secret that has been hidden for 23 years......you ready? My grandmother is a lesbian, and a sexual predator to young girls. Her "sister in the lord' Mavis is her accomplist. Now do you get why i could care less that she's dead? Okay, you still don't get it, so lemme give you some more details while everybody else standing their ignorant black asses up crying for the devil herself to be resurrected.
My name is Kimber Mae Wilson, and from the time i was 7 years old, until i was 16, my grandomother molested and raped me continuously. and rumor has it, she used to lick on my mother too, but that shit is hush-hush, so i don't know all that i need to yet. But anyway, like i said, my grandmother would come and get me from my mother, we lived with my grandpa, always alleging that since my mom had me at 16 she didn't know the ass end of a baby from a whole in the wall, never mind that my mother had done just fine until she discovered crack on her 23rd birthday, but Fannie mae insisted that she'd take me to her home where eh, her "sister in the lord" would instill some good old rearing in the lord. When we'd get there, my grandma would comb my hair, give me a bath, put me in this pink, almost see through gown, and tell me to stay seated until Mavis got there. I was always asking her why i wasn't required to wear underwear, and sh never answered. But needless to say i found out. When Mavis would get there, the "rearing" would begin. Mavis would start off by singing Jesus loves the little children, and my, uh, Fannie would chime in singing real loud. " sing with us, child, don't you know God don't like it when you don't praise him?" "yes ma'am." i'd begin to sing. However, after about 2 verses, Mavis would go and pour three glasses of corn whiskey, and tell me " c'mon child, it's time for communion" i'd take a sip " yuk! this stuff is nasty and it burns!!" " DRINK IT FOR THE LORD! IT PURGES THE DEVIL FROM YOUR SOUL!!" after 2 shot glasses, I was good and tipsy and passed out. This is when it began. While Mavis was kissing on my thighs, Fannie was lubricating my dry, young pussy with vaseline. I don't think they were aware that i was still half awake and felt and saw all they were doing to me, but because this was "MY GRAMMA" i didn't think she was doing anything wrong. That is, until i felt it for the first time. "IT" was her strap on penis she used constantly to poke me and Mavis, and the other girls in the church she turned out. It felt like someone was tearing me apart by taking my left and right leg and dividing them beyond the normal reach. "OUCH!OUCH!STOP!!!" i cried out, but she kept going, and Mavis began to hold me down. "THIS IS GOOD FOR YOU, GIRL, YOU'LL SEE". beep,beep,beep! my ceelphone was ringing, even though the funeral director asked everyone to silence their phones. I doubt if anyone heard my phone, hell, they were too fucking busy acting fools to notice. BEEP,BEEP,BEEP!!! my phone seemed to be screaming at me. In my heart, I wanted and needed to ignore this call at all cost, but my pussy throbbed with every beep that sang out. I pressed my ass to the seat of the bench, but i could feel my legs pushing up. I couldn't help myself. " what's wrong baby, you okay?" my boyfriend Travis asked, looking concerned. " I can't take this, i gotta get the hell outta here!" i tried to press past him, i was near the point of feinin. " okay, stay a little longer, it's almost over, baby..." his eyes pleaded with me, and his touch was gentle, but i was in animalistic form. " I SAID NO!" i pressed past him and stomped his foot at the same time. when i reached the front doors of Mount James Higher Christian church, i bolted to my car like Flo-Jo. Travis was behind me, but i jumped into my GT and burnt rubber. I was wrong, but it was calling me.
when i pulled up in front of the door, my feet felt like lead, my heart pounded uncontrolably, and my mouth watered. I had to have it, I needed it, I wanted it. I hated myself always immediatley afterwards, but still I returned. I rang the doorbell hoping I took too long, but when the door opened, there was my major weakness, her pussy. My friend Eboni stood there naked, her perfect body oiled up from head to her perfect pedicured feet. I swallowed hard and rushed past her into her home. When she closed the door, i stripped and attacked her rasin colored nipples with my right thumb and index finger, while i fingered her pierced pussy with my free hand. she moaned like a purring pussycat while i fingered her sloppy wet pussy. my mind was telling me to stop, that i could be saved from this savage hunger i lusted for, but i was wet and starving for that pussy. I released her nipple from my fingers, then started sucking them from left to right. She slid her fingers into my pussy and i rocked my hips in pleasure. I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed her to the carpeted floor of the entry way and she instantly spread her legs. I dove face first into her chocolate, meaty pussy, licking, and sucking her clit until it was swollen and ready to give me what i needed to taste. " KIM, I'M CUMMIN" her voice trembled as i viciously sucked her pussy until i felt her rain. i wasn't done though, i wanted to fuck her. i spread her pussy, her beautiful, fat, bald pussy lips, and then opened mine, which were so sticky with my own cumm from hearing her moan until it felt like i had slicked vaseline on my fingers. i straddled her and began to bump my wetness against hers. "OH GOD THIS FEELS SO GOOD!! EBONI, THIS PUSSY GOOD!" i hated hearing myself say i loved the feeling rubbing her pussy against my own felt, but it was too late. I was near a nutt and damn, it was intoxicating. I knew i wasn't sitting on a dick, but i ground on her like it was. I could feel the hardness of our pelvic bones touching as she began to grind too. i started shaking, she grabbed my hand, and the next thing i knew, i was saturating her with my nutt. after i got off, i sat there, and moved around in circles atop of her. the animal in me had begun to die down, and before long, I realized that I, again had just fucked a female. As usual, i jumped up, and said " I'm going to the bathroom" and this time, Eboni said something that pissed me off." I think I'm falling in love with you, kim..." "what?" she must be crazy. " girl, you trippin, you better go get a man.' " i don't want a man, i want you..." she stood and rubbed her hand on my back. i caught myself from getting turned on again. " bitch, whatever, " " what do you mean? you don't like what we do?" i held my head down. i couldn't face her because i hated what we did, but loved the feeling it gave me. " Eboni, I'm not gay..." " i never said you were." "then what's with you saying you falling in love?" " i dunno. i just know i am." i sucked my breath in and could instantly taste pussy. my stomach flipped. i closed my eyes and said " Eb, we just do what we do, okay? can we leave it at that?" she looked away. then she looked at me and said " you act just like a boy sometimes, just get the pussy and run...." "eb, it ain't like that, i , you know i love travis, and i want to get married one day and have children, and ........" while i was talking with my eyes closed, i felt eboni kissing on my thighs. damn! why didn't i put my panties and dress back on? i felt her tounge divide my pussy lips and felt her warm breath exhale on my clit. i opened my eyes long enough to see the top of her smooth black waves slowly moving like she was actually french kissing. i wanted to stop her, i wanted Eboni to be travis, i didn't want to hunger for pussy. I hate fannie for making me this way. eboni put my right leg over her shoulder and ate like i tasted like maple syrup. my legs began to wobble, so i pushed away from her and laid on the floor so she could finish. she licked on my clit with a stiff, swift tounge that made me scream. I again nutted all over her hall carpet. when she finished, she kissed my pussy like she was kissing a pair of closed facial lips, then kissed me. i obliged the kiss until i tasted her breath. Pussy. i pulled away from her and ran to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out with soapy water. " I can't do this anymore!" i splashed water on my face and began crying. i couldn't even recognize my reflection anymore. while i was drying my face, i glanced into the mirror, and for the first time i hated what i saw. I saw her eyes, her evil, hateful eyes staring at me. I saw her lusting while looking at me. then out of no where, i heard her speak " YOU JUST LIKE ME, AINT YOU KIM? YOU LIKE IT, YOU NEED IT, THE TASTE LURES YOU BACK," i gasped. no this bitch aint here! i wiped my eyes and stood there scared. the face i saw was that of Fannie, telling me i loved pussy. i put my panites and dress on and flew out of the bathroom, down the hall and out of Eboni's house before she could say anything. I jumped in my car and sped down Goodfellow as fast as my car would take me.
When i arrived home, it was almost 6 in the evening. I left the funeral at 10.25 am. His face was angry, but his eyes were hurt. " where have you been, kim?" " what?" i needed a second to think. " you heard me, i said where have you been? i called you over 20 times and left too many voicemails, and you never hit me back. where you been. and just tell the truth." i was caught. " boy, you see my granny just died and i needed some time alone." i turned my back to him hoping he believed me. " oh yea,? then why you smell like pussy?" i smelled myself suspiciously like i didn't know what i had been doing. " travis, you tripping again.....i have been just riding around and...." he sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. " KIM, I KNOW WHAT YOU BEEN DOING, YOU PROMISED THIS SHIT WAS OVER AND DONE WITH! WHAT, YOU A DYKE NOW?" hearing my name and the word dyke in the same sentance knocked the wind outta me."WHAT! TRAVIS DON'T ACCUSE ME OF THAT! I WAS NEVER A DYKE! YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T BRING THAT UP AGAIN!" " HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ACT? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY? YOU SMELL LIKE PUSSY AND NOT YOUR OWN!! DAMNIT GIRL!" he hit the wall and jumped up and grabbed his car keys and stormed out of the house. "TRAVIS, OKAY, I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY HELP ME!!" he stopped. " HELP YOU DO WHAT? FIX YOURSELF? KIM YOU LEFT YOUR GRAMMA'S FUNERAL TO GO FUCK ANOTHER FEMALE! I CAN'T CHANGE YOU! JUST ADMIT YOU GAY!" "i'm not gay, travis....." i whispered. I should have told him a long time ago what fannie had done to me and why I lusted for women, but i was embarrassed. he sighed and walked back in the house. " kim, look, i can't change you. i love you, but baby you need help." i cried because he was right. "please don't leave me, travis, please stay. I'll do better." i meant what i was saying, but i knew that 2 hours wouldn't pass and i would be thinking about Eboni and her juice box pussy. Nonetheless travis hugged me, and still true to form, he kissed my tainted, confused lips and held me. " i aint leavin you girl..." he took my hand and led me to the bathroom and bathed me, and took me. I needed to feel travis inside of me. his peanut butter skin mmade my body tingle with every stroke of his thick, long penis. i kissed the side of his neck, then bit it, making him grind harder. " i love you travis..." i moaned feeling my body about to explode. travis grabbed the back of my thighs and forced his penis in further as i screamed out in pleasure and agony. after 3 years, i still wasn't adjusted to the size of his dick. "THIS MY PUSSY!" he shouted with every thrust. my head began to hit the headboard as he fucked faster. "DON'T STOP TRAVIS, DON'T STOP!" i dug my finger nails into his ass cheeks and bit his shoulder, just to make him grind harder. i wanted him to make me not want eboni sexually. I wanted travis to make the memories of what my grandmother and mavis did to me go away and never return. TRAVIS.......TRAVIS..... i repeated almost in a transe-like tone...just when i was about to cum, i opened my eyes and looked at travis, and he kissed my lips.When travis lifted his head, i saw her again. " YOU LIKE THIS DON"T YOU GIRL?" i gasped. " TELL ME YOU LIKE IT, BABY"....."STOOOOOOP" he kept going. in my heart, i knew i was having sex with travis, but my eyes saw fannie, staring at me, mouthing the words"you know you like it.." i wanted to push Travis away, but i knew that he thought i was a lesbian. i pushed his hips so that we could switch positions, and it ended up with us on the floor and me atop of him, buckin like i was riding a wild stallion. I wanted to stop, but i had to make fannie see that i love Travis, and his dick. " DAMN BABY, SLOW DOWN," travis moaned, but it was all about me at this point. and even though he continued tospeak, i heard nothing he said, nor did i see his face anymore. i saw fannie, and i fucked harder. " YEA, YEA, I LIKE THIS DICK! I WANT THIS DICK!" i was turning travis the fuck on, but i was fuckin him to show fannie that i wasn't like her. it got so intense til i swear i heard travis begging me to stop, but i couldn't. my pussy was dry and sore from all the friction, but i kept going, because i was determined to show fannie that she couldn't convert me. All off a sudden, travis sat up, and grabbed me and humped right along with me." THAT'S IT, GET YA MAN OFF GIRL, RIDE THIS DICK"....as i rode travis, i looked into the window and saw fannie's image again, but this time she seemed angry, as if seeing me fucking travis was killing her already dead ass. " IM ABOUT TO CUMM BABY!" travis shook and moaned and held onto me as he busted a nutt inside of me. he laid back on the floor. I closed my eyes and rubbed my neck in satisfaction, as if i'd just won the Kentucy Durby. When i opened my eyes, i saw it again. " I LOVE YOU SUGA, NOW COME DOWN HERE AND GIVE GRANNY A KISS..." "WHAT?" "YOU HEARD ME, KISS GRANNY RIGHT HERE ON THE LIPS, IT'S OKAY.....NOBODY HEARD YOU." i jumped up off of travis, who now was looking mad confused. " kim, did i do something wrong?" i could'nt open my mouth because even though travis was sitting there, it was fannie that was speaking, and none of what travis said was audible. what i heard was " YOU JUST LIKE ME, DON'T HIDE IT, DON'T FIGHT IT....." she stood up, naked as the day she was born, displaying her taught 67 year old body, equipted with a penis that was huge and crooked, her hair slicked backward, and evil in her eyes. her nails were long, and black, and her teeth were sharp, a demon. "COME HERE, AND SING WITH ME, JESUS LOVES ME, OH YES HE DOES, JESUS LOVES ME, FOR THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.....SING BITCH!" by now she was face to face with me. I could smell the hatred and seething evil surrounding her. " YOU DON'T LOVE ME NO MORE, KIMMY? YOU USED TO LIKE IT WHEN I TOUCHED YOU LIKE THIS..."she stroked my left breast. when i didn't respond, her eyes almost immediatley blackened, and she yelled "KIM!" and struck the wall. the boom awakened me from my trance."KIM!" travis yelled. "fuck this, i'm outta here! i ain't got time for this shit no more! you just standing here lookin dead at me and hear me talkin to you, fuck this shit!" travis put on his clothes and sat on the bed. " im done kim, you hear me? i'm fuckin done!" he shoved his feet into his jordans."just know that ya ass need more help than i can give you...shit why don't you just come on out and be a dyke? you like pussy anyway!" he sat there for a second and waited for me to reply. nothing. " fuck this, and fuck you too kim..." "SHE USED TO RAPE ME....." " what?" travis turned around with disbelief and confusion in his eyes and written on his face. i slid to the floor and wrapped my arms around my knees and drew the up to my chest. "KIM DON"T START BULLSHITTIN WITH ME, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?" i took a deep breath, then put my head down on my knees. travis stooped down next to me. " KIM, TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT....WHO USED TO RAPE YOU?" i swallowed the lump in my throat and from somewhere summoned the courage to speak."fannie. fannie and mavis." "QUIT BULLSHITTIN." "i'm not." "then why didn't you tell someone?" "nobody believed me, i told everyone. i got a whipping for what they said was me lying so i wouldn't have to go to church." travis, now sitting looked mortified as i told him how my grandmother and mavis molested my young body, how they introduced eboni and i into each others vaginas at the age of 12, how she would have sleep overs and molest the girls of the church, and how my family treated me when i opened up to them."SON OF A BITCH!" travis yelled and punched the dresser and busted his knuckle. "WHY THE FUCK HAVEN'T YOU GONE TO THE POLICE?" in almost a whisper i said," i couldn't travis, i just couldn't. they painted me to be this bad, very promiscuous little girl who wanted to punish everyone for trying to get me to do the right thing." tears poured from my eyes as i spoke, but i wasn't boo-hooing. my tears ran because i was finally telling this shitty story of how i was raped by a family member to someone other than my journal. travis sighed then said"AND ALL THIS TIME, I WAS JUDGING YOU, I THOUGHT YOU WAS A SELF MADE DYKE, BUT YOU REALLY NEED HELP." he picked me up off the floor and wrapped my pink terry cloth robe around me, ironically the one fannie gave me for christmas. why i still had anything that bulldagger gave me is well beyond me, but i stood there, and it almost felt like she was draping her arms over me. "travis, you don't understand, i can't be helped, i'm scarred for life.........all i can do is hope for change." he stood back and looked at me, then said " kim, be real honest with me, have you molested anyone?" i couldn't tell the truth. He'd think i was just like fannie. "No, No, No. I know how that shit destroys people." I was lying.
About 2 months ago on a sunday afternoon i met Yasmine, a 17 year old who was confused about her sexuality, but she wasn't a virgin. While we were at church, she came over to help me arrange the fruit baskets that fannie had set aside for the bake sale the usher boaard was sponsoring, for what they called their trip to vegas to win souls. It turned into a lesbian recruiting among churches. Anyway, fannie had told me about Yasmine being a newly saved youth who needed a prayer partner. Fannie knew that i myself was confused, and knew that i'd fucked about 20 bitches and 12 of their daughters in the church, and about 16 in the neighboring churches, so she knew what she was doing. She herself wanted yasmine, but she'd started comming down with these odd chest pains that wouldn't let up, so she let mavis and i loose. Praise the lord, young sister Yasmine, how are you on this fine sunday morning?" "fine, Mother Fannie, how are you?" " Aw baby, God is always good, all the time to sister fannie. I'd like for you to meet my grandaughter Kimber. C'mover here kimmy, and meet someone." when i turned on my heels, there she was. Yasmine. 17, but not a virgin, beautiful deep carmel colored skin wrapped tight around her round face, framed with a shirley temple do. "Hi, i'm Kimber, but you can call me kim." I stuck my hand out to shake hers. I noticed her nails were manicured with that tacky assed writing bullshit you get free with a full set at the local nail salons, and the softness of her young hand. " oh, okay, hi kim." she smiled shyly. " well now, since you two are acquainted, i'll leave you two to get these basket together." fannie turned to Yasmine" i hope you can do a better job at fixing these here baskets up for next months bake sale than Kimmy. she ain't never been no good at decor." she rubbed my back, which was the usual signal letting me know that a chick might be down to get down. I stood there and watched Yasmine continue in conversation with fannie. She had a sick young body, bowlegged, plump little ass, and little tittys that looked like they were the size of grapefruits. I tried to fight it, and if i was a man, I'd be at full salute by now, but i wanted to fuck her, and i knew i could, just as soon as fannie left. Almost on que, as if she was reading my mind, fannie said" Why don't yall take them finished baskets to the storage area?" " alright granny." while we walked, Yasmine went on and on about different shit like the little boys she was fuckin, how she can't wait to go to college, hairstyles, who looks better, Beyonce or Kelly, you know, the normal young girl shit. Even though i chimed in every now and then, my mind was on one thing. I was watching Yasmine stack the baskets on the table and she piqued my interest with the question I wanted to hear. " Have you ever done it to a girl?" music to my fucking ears, but i decided to play along before i turned her young ass out. " Nah, why'd you ask me that?" " i dunno, i just thought you were kinda cute and if you was cool with it, then we could have some fun." "fun?" "yea, some fun." she rubbed her hand on my stomach. A childish attempt to get some, but, i humored her. " i don't know about this," i played like i wasn't ready to suck her ass dry. " don't worry, it'll be fun." she kissed me, and fondled my right breast, nervously. " you like that kim, huh?" she stuck her hand inside my red collar shirt and into my black bra and played with my breast. " it's okay. why don't you put one in your mouth, then i'll tell you how i feel about it." she popped my breast out and began sucking it real hard and slid her hands into my jeans, into my twat. Again, her inexperience showed when she was fingering me real fast and asked" you cum yet" i decided to stop the charade and show her how to fuck a female if she was gonna be doing it. " nah, but lemme show you how to make a bitch cum....'' " i thought you aint never been with a girl?" " i haven't. i fuck women, now you want it or not?" "yes" "then take off your clothes, all of them, and you gotta be quiet." she stripped and revealed this sick lil body that my eyes ran over like a plate of steak and potatoes. She stood there, naked looking like a deer caught in headlights. " now come here, lemme show you some shit." i grabbed her hand and turned her aaround and began to kiss her neck, and rub her flat stomach, then i ran my hands over her hairy little pussy. she started moaning when she felt my pussy against her ass. i slid two fingers in her pussy, which was amasingly wet, and started stroking her. " mmm, this feels good.....don't stop" " im just getting started." i positioned her to lean face down over the table where the friut baskets were. i pushed her ass up and open to reveal her shiny, slick cunt and slid mytoung in. before i coud show her all i was gonna do to her, she started yelling" I THINK I GOTTA PEE!" " no you don't ....."YES I DOOOO1 STOP FOR A SECOND!" i kept going. " then pee on me, then, i'll tell you what it taste like." she was so young and inexperienced that she didn't realize that she was about to get her first nutt. " OOHHHH SHIT! OH MY GOD, OHHHH!" i was suckin the shit out of her pussy, and to my surprize, she was a juicy lil motherfucker. after i made myself nutt fingering myself while she was crying like a baby, poor thing. she didn't know it, but this was the first and last time i'd ever fuck with her on that level. 2 weeks later, she called me crying about how she was confused and thought she was in love with me, blah,blah. i told her i'm not gay, and she ain't either, and told her not to ever call me again. I was wrong for doing that to her, especially since she was so young, but i wasn't in my normal self. the monster fannie created had taken over me, and before that month was up, i'd slept with about 30 girls, some under 18, many under 21, and about 12 over 25 in the church, but i couldn't tell travis. He'd for sure think i was gay as hell.
"Baby, what are you gonna do? Your grandma is dead, and damn, mavis is the pastor of the church. how you gonna expose them?" " i dunno, but it needs to happen. they've undoubtly ruined me, and God only knows how many girls." i heard fannie in my head whisper "you hypocrite. you don't think i know about you and yasmine? " i shook it off. " i dunno, but i gotta do it." i looked at travis, who was looking so concerned. " baby, im okay now. i finally got that off my chest and......." he interupted " no you ain't okay. I can still see the lust in your eyes. how do i know that you won't wanna fuck every female we see? how do i know you don't wanna fuck my moms, or my sister?" he went on and on about how i could wanna touch females in his family, and i promise he had nothing to worry about. Not because i had just promised that i'd seek help and fight the urge, but the women in his family are so far from attractive until it's a blessing he's as fine as he is. " travis, you have my word, baby, i don't and i won't sleep with any females....but i'll need your help. it's almost like an addiction, it won't go away over night." " okay, so what? if we had a threesome, would that cure you?" " no travis, cause that would mean you'd be fucking another female, and thats cheating!" " and what do you think it is when you come home smelling like pussy? " he looked as if he really wanted to know the answer. while we were talking, a knock came to the door. "you expecting someone?" travis shook his head no. " Who is it?" "Yasmine." i couldn't fucking believe it. here i am trying to change, and here she comes. " just a minute. baby who the hell is Yasmine?" i swallowed hard and hoped travis didn't notice my nipples hardning. " oh, just this little girl from the church." travis looked at me suspiciously. " travis, it ain't like that, she's a real kid, a little kid. i promise." " aight." he went to open the door. Yasmine stood there in her white church sundress dress and hair slicked up into a ponytail. she knew exactly how to fool someone who didn't know her lil dykin ass. " hey, how you doing, lil mama. what can i help you with?" "pastor foster needs someone to change the tire on her old beater, and we stopped right up the block. she told me this was kim's and her boyfriend house, and to come in and get a man to help her." without hesitation, Travis, with his dumb ass said yes, and darted out the house. I couldn't fucking believe him! running to her rescue after i just told him that fannie and mavis used to fuck the dog shit outta me. " yasmine what the fuck are you doing here?" " mavis needed help, and she sent me here.why, you don't want me here?" "no." " why? yo boyfriend don't know what you do to young girls?" i started to smack her, but i flipped her the bird instead." FUCK YOU! I DIDN'T DO SHIT THAT YOU DIDN'T WANT ME TO DO, AND NOTHING THAT YOU DIDN'T ENJOY!" " i didn't say i didn't like it, i just want you to do it again." " bitch, my man is here! and i don't fuck in my home, if you didn't know, thats cheating, hoe!" "wasn't you with him then?" she had caught onto me. " i thought so." this lil bitch! " yasmine, whatever, i aint fuckin you, im changed." " since when?" "since now!" it was almost like she read right through the lie that was comming out of my mouth. " you too changed for all this? she pulled her dress over her head in one swoop to reveal her naked body, and i was turned on. I hate myself, cause i'm acting just like an immature, dog assed man who humps anything. Just as she was about to speak, i pinned her up against the door and started kissing her. " you little bitch, you want me to fuck, huh?" " why you acting like a boy?" "you want me to fuck you?" "yes." i grabbed her by the arm and took her into my bedroom, the same bedroom travis and i shared. "get on the bed and bed over" i went into my closet and into my box of toys hidden from travis and retrieved the strap on fannie got me for my 21st birthday. before i penetrated her, i licked her cunt from pussy hole to ass crack, just to hear her squirm. then i ramed the strap inside her as far as it could go. i was just getting into the sex when travis walked in and stood and watched me fuck the shit outta Yasmine. he said nothing for about 2 minutes, then he yelled " YOU DYKIN ASS, TRIFFLIN ASS, GAY BITCH!!!" YOU COULDN'T WAIT TO FUCK! YOU FUCKIN DYKE!!! " TRAVIS BABY, WAIT!" when i jumped up, it didn't dawn on me that i still had that plastic dick still strapped around my waist. I went to hug travis, but he pulled away from me. "LOOK AT YOU! YOU JUST LIKE A FUCKIN NASTY ASS DUDE! I AIN'T HUGGIN YOU! YO ASS GOT A DICK AN SHIT! I'M OUT!" " BABY WAIT, PLEASE WAIT!!!" tears formed in my eyes as i watched travis storm out of the house. i heard yasmine whimpering in the backbround saying some i'm so sorry shit, but i kept after travis. "TRAVIS WAIT! PLEASE! I 'M SORRY! I'LL GET HELP, PLEASE!" he sped off, and for the first time, i realized what i was standing to loose, or had already possibly lost to this untamed lust. I watched my man leave me, I watched yasmine run off up the street to where ever, not to mention that there was no mavis in sight. she lied, just to get what she wanted, and i stood outside, tittys hanging everywhere, dried cumm on my face, and a strap on dick around my waist. And as luck would have it, the neighborhood was jumpin, so everybody heard and saw what was going on. I was exposed. My secret, not fannie's was out in the open.and out of nowhere, my crackhead ass mama walked up to me and said " YOU JUST A DYKE ASS BITCH, JUST LIKE YA GRANDMAMMY! LOOK ATCHU, FAKE DICK, WOMEN RUNNING OUT OF YA HOUSE, NASTY!" she was right, but who the fuck was she to call me anything? "mama, fuck you, okay, fuck you!" I rushed back into my house and locked the door. I scrubbed my body from head to foot with scalding hot water, letting the hot water, and soap cleanse my body of the lusty filth. I screamed and cried and cursed myself out, then cursed fannie, then at God for allowing her to take advantage of me. i wanted to die, travis was the only support i had, and i just ruined our relationship. i laid down in the bathtub and continued to allow the water from the showerhead to saturate my entire body. the short spikey doo i'd had a little earlier was now flat, and laying in my face. i wished myself a better life, but it was over. unless i truly got help, i was gonna truly ruin my life for good.
4 months past since the day that travis caught me fuckin Yasmine, the same day ironically of Fannie's funeral. I missed him, and was hurting, literally without him. I couldn't eat, i hardly slept, and while i was at work, my dismay showed. The only good that came of this was that i was able to tell Eboni about it, and she'd been comming to check on me. After our last sex session, she got saved and changed completly. I hadn't been to Fannie's church, so i didn't know what was going on. Eb told me that she stopped going after she caught mavis fingering Yasmine in the Pastorial chambers. She also told me that it opened her eyes to how ugly the whole situation was, and how she realized that they were truly rapist, pedophills hiding behind church. She left and went to another church, told them about what was going on between she and i, how it got started, who started it, and how could she change. I wasn't convinced at first, but one sunday she invited me to her church. when the pastor Gene Delbert had alter call, he said " God loves you just as you are, come as you are..." and i felt like he was talking to no one else except me. " There is no sin that God won't forgive, no hurt that he can't heal, trust him, lay your burdens down." It seemed like i was floating to the alter, but when i got there, i colapsed in tears and cried out for God to change me, and to help me, and of course, i asked for him to please bring travis back to me. Since that sunday, i started seeing a psychiatrist, haven't had those urges, got re-baptized, and have been a member of that church since then. But maybe god didn't think i deserved travis, cause like i said, 4 months had gone by and no travis. my heart was in pain, but i still i went on. Another 2 months past, and for some odd reason, i kept feeling travis around me. while i was in the kitchen it almost felt like he was in the room with me, but to my dismay, there she was. "DO YOU THINK THAT YOU GONE EVER GET AWAY FROM ME? BITCH, I MADE YOU WHAT YOU ARE, WHO YOU ARE AND YOU'RE MINE!" fannie was standing there in my kitchen in an all black pastorial robe, looking evil. i was terrified. even though i knew that it was just her evil spirit standing there, in torment, i was still afraid. " NOBODY GONE EVER BELIEVE YOU! YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED THE FIRST TIME! YOU JUST LIKE ME! " " NO I'M NOT FANNIE! YOU EVIL! YOU HORRIBLE, HOW COULD YOU RAPE ME!" " I ONLY GAVE YOU WHAT YOUR BODY WAS BEGGING ME FOR! YOU LIKED IT! YOU STILL DO!" "NO,NO, I'M CHANGED!" she laughed a sinister laugh, then said"OH, BECAUSE YOU DONE BEEN PRAYED FOR? CAUSE YOU THINK GOD LISTENING TO YOU? GOD DON'T LOVE YOU! YOU A DYKE! YOU JUST LIKE ME!YOU JUST LIKE ME!" "NO,NO I'M NOT FANNIE!" i cried, because it felt like all the air was being sucked out of the room. i wanted her to leave, so i screamed out THE 23rd Psalms over and over again. Fannie continued to laugh, so i said it louder and louder, until she lunged at me screaming "NOOOOOOOO YOU BITCH! NOOOO!!!!" as i ducked my head from her swinging at me, she fell through me, and disappeared. i colapsed. An hour later, i awoke in my bed. " Oh God, how did i get in here?" i stumbled to my feet and went into the bathroom and washed my face. when i dried my face, i dared myself to look into the mirror. At first, i wouldn't, but i had to see if i was changed. For the first time in almost a year, i sw my own reflection. Fannie was gone. i closed my eyes, then opened them again, and there i was in the mirror. I fell to my knees and thanked God for changing me. while i was praying i heard my door open and close. I grabbed my baseball bat from beneath the sink and tip toed to the living room. I dropped the bat when i heard him say," I see you awake." "TRAVIS!!!! BABY!!!" i jumped into his arms. " OH MY GOD, TRAVIS, I'M SO SORRY I HURT YOU, I'M SORRY, BABY FORGIVE ME, PLEASE, FORGI......" he cut me off. " Kim, i prayed for you, and hoped that you'd change. But then, when i caught you with that girl, my heart was broke. I had to peace you out. then erbody at church started telling me how you changed, and how you left ya granny's church, and started getting ya shit together." " i am baby, im really....' "lemme finish." " okay" " kim, for some reason, something wouldn't let me stop loving you, so i came over here to see what was going on with you. that's when i found you laying in the floor, you had threw up and slim and shit was everywhere." " she was here, baby, believe me when i say it, she was here! and i got to praying real hard and she disappeared!" travis smiled. " i know. you look different, in a good way. you look like some form of hell was released off of you." travis and i spent the next few hours talking about my past, all of it, and reconcilled, without having sex.
after a yr. had gone passed, and travis and i decided to make it official, i felt that it was only right for me to finally expose fannie and mavis for the demons they are. On Easter sunday, i went to the police, told them everything, and they followed me to Mavis's church. she was right in the middle of a sermon about hypocrites when i walked in with the police. She had the crowd fooled and going at the same time, then she stopped flat in her sermon and stared at me with scared eyes. " Uh, sista Kim, welcome home!" she made steps toward me. " I'm not here to be welcomed, Mavis! I'm here to let everyone know what you and Fannie did to me!" she stood there shocked, then said " Family, this child is demon possesed! she needs jesus!" the crowd chimed in with amens and help her lords when i yelled, " YOU A GATDAMNED LIAR AND A FUCKING RAPIST! YOU AND FANNIE!" " HOW DARE YOU SPEAK THIS WAY IN THE HOUSE OF GOD! I REBUKE YOU SATAN, IN THE NAME OF JESUS!" " REBUKE YOURSELF AND FANNIE, MAVIS! IT HAPPENED YALL! IT HAPPENED! " i cried out and needed support. before i could open my mouth, Yasmine stood up "SHE'S TELLING THE TRUTH! THEY MOLESTED ME TOO!!!" Mavis stood there eyes wide open, mouth hanging open, speechless. " THEY RAPED ME TOO," eboni walked in and said. And then, the most wonderful thing happened. Almost every woman, and girl they'd taken advantage of stood and made the police aware of what Mavis and Fannie, and a few other women higher up in the church did to them also. Mavis looked overwhelmed, then evil and screamed" YOU BITCH!!!" she grabbed my neck and we fell to the floor. the police grabbed her and the rest of the freak patrol and arrested them. " i told you you wouldn't get away with tormenting me!" after i said that to mavis, i spit in her face. I suddenly felt free.
16 months after i exposed Mavis and Fannie, mavis was convicted of 11 counts of statutory rape, and sentanced to 25 years in prison. When she heard the judge sentance her, she grabbed the bailiff's gun and shot herself in the head. Just like that, she too was dead, and i felt it was too good for her. She should have been made to suffer the same way she and fannie made me and countless others suffer. I wasn't at the trial when it happened. I was in the delivery room, giving birth to my little princess, Sheena. After i prayed for her saftey, i prayed that God never allow me to lust for my own daughter, and that he bless my new family, Sheena, Travis and I.

the end.........................except
One night i was awakened from my sleep in a startling way. Sheena was crying hysterically. "baby, let her scream, it's good for her lungs..." travis said in a sleepy voice. " no, lemme check on her, i'll be back, okay?" all i heard was travis snoring. when i walked into her room, i almost fainted. Fannie was standing there, stroking my daughter's little patch of hair singing"JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN, ALL THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD.......I'M BACK BITCH!!!" "NOOOOOOOO!!" i screamed. this can't be happening again!!!!
THE END>>>>