Chapter 1: My enemy's enemy
WHACK!!!
Dianne smacked Lisa across the face, sending her staggering onto the couch. She raised her talons, planning to scratch the skin off the cracker bitch and then strangle her and kill her.
Jay jumped behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side and lifting her off the floor.
"Lemme go you scanless Nigga. I'm a kill that offay ho. Then I'm killing you you white bitch lover!" Dianne tried to kick him with her sandals and butt him with the back of her head.
Melissa saw red. She couldn't believe that the nigger whore had smacked her. Seeing Diane held by Jay, Lisa jumped in and smacked her hard in the face.
"You're dead, you fucking cracker bitch!" Dianne lashed out with her feet, catching her on the shin. "Shit ass chicken shit offay whore!"
Lisa snatched a bottle of wine and searched for a good angle to smash it on Dianne's head.
"You're dead, you black bitch! Nigger whore. I'll make those fat lips explode!" she growled.
Jay got fed up right there. He tossed Dianne behind him and snatched the bottle from Lisa's hand. Then he grabbed a handful of braids in one hand and handful of blond hair in the other, and yanked real hard. They both yelped. He dragged them both into his room and kicked the door shut.
He pulled their hair hard and growled into their wincing faces.
"Alright, listen to me you bitches. This shit is gonna stop right now. You are going to sit your asses down and the first one that starts some shit is gonna have to fight me!" he shoved them both onto the bed.
"Jay, you fucked the white bitch and then you held me so your white whore could hit me! I cant believe this shit!"
"Shut the fuck up Mel. I didn't fuck her."
"She said you made her cumm. Don't fuck with me Jay."
"Is that your revenge Lisa, that your man tried to rape me!"
"What!" jay exclaimed.
"This fucking bitch watched her boyfriend trying to rape me and she didn't even help me. How could you Lisa!"
"What was I to do? You were always flirting with him. You lead him on," Lisa insisted desperately.
"No Lisa. He tried to rape me, and you saw it and didn't do anything."
"I was paralyzed And I felt like shit. Like it was all my fault."
"What the fuck is wrong with you Lisa!" Dianne exploded. "You got a boyfriend who treats like shit, he uses you like a servant and he tries to rape another woman. And you feel like shit! You were even crying! Are you dumb? Bitch, is you stupid?"
"I love him!" Lisa wailed. "I know he is an asshole, but I love him..."
Lisa started sobbing heavily.
"bitch please!" Dianne groaned and rolled her eyes. Then she moved to Lisa and wrapped her arms around her. Lisa tried to pull her off. Then she threw her head onto Dianne's chest started sobbing.
Jay rolled another joint and lit it.
They all sat on the bed. A thick cloud of weed smoke hung in the room.
"How the fuck come I didn't know about this?"
"It wasn't no big deal man, I put a knife to his dick and it shrunk. I didn't want you killing him or something, neither."
"You are a tough bitch!" Lisa said and they both laughed. "I am really sorry. Its just that, imagine you see your boyfriend lusting after another woman. It makes you feel like shit. Like you failed..."
"My Nigga fucks other bitches, but I don't feel like shit!"
"He does, and you know about it?" Dianne nodded, smiling naughtily. "And it doesn't drive you mad?"
"With desire. We like sharing girls. Don't tell me you never fucked a chick. All you white girls are pussy eaters, ain't you?"
Lisa blushed. "I used to do it with a good friend of mine."
"Yeah," Jay said. "Ass hole Edgar told me that you fucked girls before."
"That ass hole has a big mouth. What did he say?"
"Well, to put in mildly, he said he rescued you from some trailer, big, ugly butch type trailer trash Dyke you used to fuck with."
Jay and Dianne laughed.
"Edgar is such a jerk. It ain't even true. She wasn't trailer trash and she wasn't a butch. She's very pretty. He was just jealous."
"Come on Lisa, don't be shy now, tell us about your butch. Did she have a clit like a lil dick!" Dianne said and squealed with laughter.
"Oh, you guys are laughing huh? Jay, you know what he tells his fraternity brothers about you. He says you are some starving African refugee that he picked up from the street coz you were homeless and shit. And he lets you stay here for free. And you cook, clean, wash and do his laundry. And that you like it when he calls you boy!"
Dianne fell over laughing. "I wouldn't laugh so hard if I were you Dianne. He said you got an ass like a fucking duck and your lips are so fat that you look like you just went ten rounds with Tyson and got bashed bad."
"That cracker is an ass hole! Have you ever fucked a black chick, Lisa," Dianne asked, looking into the big blue eyes. Dianne's eyes were narrowed to dark slits.
"No!" Lisa replied and swallowed. "Have you ever been with a white girl?"
"no!" Jay answered for her. "Dianne hates white girls. She is a racist."
"They hate us too. Its like that, isn't it?" Lisa nodded. "But I don't wanna hate you no more sweet heart. Come here."
The black woman's face broke into a sweet, devilish, dimpled smile. She stood up before Lisa and pulled her to her feet and looked into her big, blue eyes. They were sparkling with excitement.
"I cant believe I am about to fuck a white girl."
"Gosh. You are so crude Dianne," Lisa blushed.
"Oh don't you act shy on me," Dianne voice was now a soft, sexy, husky low drawl that sent tingles down Lisa's spine. "You wanna fuck my Nigga, you're gonna have to make me cumm first, alright? Do you want that?" Lisa nodded shyly. "Say it, do you wanna fuck me and do you wanna fuck my Nigga?"
"Yes. I wanna fuck you both."
"You wanna eat some Nigga pussy and suck some Nigga dick? Say it."
"Gosh, Dianne."
"If you cant say it, you wont get it. Simple as that," Lisa kept blushing.
"I cant say the N word. I'm a white girl."
"Uh huh?" Dianne moved in close, pushing her tits against Lisa's. She stroked her blond hair with one hand, whilst the other stroked her face lightly, going from her forehead, down her temple, cheek and chin, fluttering over the tanned skin like butterfly wings.
"Don't mean to tell me you never call us niggers, when you're with them other cracker hos. Tell me the truth. You do huh? Everybody uses those words." Lisa nodded bashfully. Diane grabbed a fistful of blond hair as she slid her palm around Lisa's throat.
Jay sat back with a fat joint and a glass of wine, stroking the big bulge in his boxers. He loved it when Dianne dominated a girl. And he could tell that Lisa was about to be dominated and made to eat Dianne out. It was Dianne's favorite past time. She loved breaking hos.
Dianne's grip on Lisa's hair tightened, stopping just short of making her wince. She applied firm pressure on her throat, stopping just short of choking her. Dianne made Lisa look into her eyes.
"Say it, you cracker slut. Say you wanna eat some Nigga pussy and suck some Nigga dick!" she pulled on her hair harder, making her wince and she sank her thumb and finger into her throat.
There was something about the dark skin, and thick features, that scared and paralyzed the white girl. Yet something about the dark, sultry eyes hypnotized her and made her wanna drown in them. Was this creature human, like her, she puzzled. She felt fear and excitement. It was like a fatal attraction.
"I wanna eat your nigger pussy and fuck Jay's big nigger cock!"
"That's better. You're a hot cracker slut, you know. I am gonna enjoy fucking you," Dianne said huskily. Lisa felt her warm, moist breath on her nose, and mouth.
She trembled and moaned softly. Dianne's thick lips closed over Lisa's mouth, sucking her lips into her mouth. She moaned deeply as she licked and sucked the white girl's lips. Lisa cried sweetly, her body shaking.
Dianne suddenly pulled hard on her hair, making her wince and forcing her to tilt her face upwards. Then she surprised Lisa by shoving two digits into her mouth. She stroked the white girl's wet tongue forcibly.
"Lick my fingers with that tongue bitch. Show me how happy you are to be Mama's lil white slut! Go on now sweet heart. Lick..."
There was something hypnotic about Dianne's husky, horny voice. Lisa found herself complying, slurping and licking away at the two dark digits. The black woman shoved her face into Lisa's soft neck and devoured her like a vampire, licking, sucking, nibbling and chewing away. Lisa closed her eyes and tried to stifle the moans.