My Stepdad

5

Nyla Iman POV 

Monday, Oct 15. 2019

Place: at school

TIME: 7:25 a.m. 

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I was currently in my  first period doing my bell ringer, when Mrs.Blake, my teacher called me, “Nyla!”

“Yes ma’am?” I answered as I looked up at her, she was a young teacher in her late 20’s, about 6-7 , months pregnant, had jet black hair with piercing green eyes, and tan skin.

“When you’re finish with bell work, collect the class’s bell work and put it on my desk. And then when you’re done with that, get that those stack of papers and pass it out, thank you.” She said as she waddled to her desk, I gave her a thumbs up letting her know I heard her.

I finished my last few problems I had before I rose  up and started collecting the Bellwork.

“Damn her ass on swole, I’d most definitely f**k if she wasn’t so dark.” One of my classmates told his friends.

he saying that as if he isn’t dark skin. Hell wrong with him.

“She real pretty too but too damn dark.” Another commented.

This nigga just as black as me, if not he darker the f**k?

“What did you say young man?” My teacher screeched as I collected the last bell work.

“Ma’am don’t een worry bout it, just chill out.” I told my teacher as she ate a bag of Fritos.

“Ayo chill on me bruh, ian een do none.” The first one said.

“On god.” The other one instigated.

I turned back around and looked at them, “I don’t even know y’all name but yet you talking about me. Y’all just as dark as me so you cool it with ya lil weird opinions.” I said to them calmly and respectfully making them mug me.

“This why ion f**k with dark skin bitches, y’all so mean and disrespectful. That’s why my future girlfriend gotta be light skin or exotic.” The first said he and the second dude dapped each other up.

Ian even come at them disrespectful, they just wanna bash darkskins. 

“By exotic, you  mean other races correct?” They confirmed with a nod of their head. I shook my head in disappointment, and sighed.

“Black people are the most exotic people on earth. We can have different hair textures, skin tones, eye colors, so when you say exotic be more specific.” I told them before I continued collecting the bell work.

I felt everyone eyes on me because I rarely speak, I’ve been going to school with them since sand box days and I barely be speaking.

I went to my teachers desk grabbed the sheets and began passing them out. This lighskin girl stopped me and looked up at me.

“You are so right, dark skins not mean PERIOD.” She said all loud and ghetto, I gave her an awkward smile before I continued what I was doing.

Once I was done, I went back to my seat. Mrs. Blake turned on the smart board, clicked on a file, and a pdf of a project popped up.

“Alright class this is the rubric for your project, first page shows how you would format your essay. Second page is for the group project, gives you direction on how should do it and present it. And third page is for me to grade it.” She said while eyeing the class with her arms under her breast and above her growing belling.”Any questions?” She said as her gaze met mine.

I shyly rose my hand up before I cleared my throat, “I do.”

“Go ahead then Ms.Iman.” She said while giving me a warm smile.

“When is the project due and what is it about?” I meekly questioned as I took my lips between my teeth.

“The project due date is on the first page and on Edmodo. And the project is about how does music represent one’s culture.” She said as she came up to me. “Good question by the way.” She said while giving me a high five.

“Class I will be splitting you up into groups of four.” She said before grabbing a sheet of paper off her desk and began reading names. I dozed for a bit til she called my name.

“Group 3 is Nyla Iman, Malik Blu, Tyrone Davis, and Lemenka Justice.” She said while looking in my eye.

“Ma’am ion know who you talm bout, can you show me who they are?” I mumbled as I looked away from her eye contact.

“This is Lemenka Justice.” She pointed to the light skin girl that stopped me earlier in class, Lemenka gave me a friendly wave as she popped on her gum.

“That’s Tyrone Davis.” She pointed to the first guy that was talking s**t about me. 

“And this is Malik Blu.” She pointed to the other guy who spoke s**t about me.

Oh wow the irony.

“Tomorrow we will proceed to go over the project, class will be ending soon, pack up.” She said as she walked to her desk.

I packed my stuff away just as the bell rang.

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Keshawn Greene POV

TIME: 3:07 p.m.

I was currently waiting for Nyla at her school.

Different kids pointed at my car trying to figure out who was in the car. My cars were really tented so you couldn’t see s**t.

I seen Nyla’s thick ass walking towards my car.

She was wearing a black bodycon dress, dark washed jean jacket, and some old skl vans.

I opened the drivers side door so I can greet her. I met her half way before her small arms wrapped around my body.

I leaned down and hugged her back. I noticed that the parking lot went quiet and everyone and they mama was staring at us.

I eyed this group of boys who were eyeing the s**t out of Nyla.

We let go of the hug and Nyla gripped my hand with force.

“Come on let’s go, I wanna tell you about my day.” She said before she dragged me to the car. I grabbed her bookbag as I opened the passenger and back door. I tossed her bag in the back while she entered the car.

I closed the passenger before jogging to the drivers side. I opened and closed the drivers door before I pulled off.

“How was yo day ma?” I asked as she toyed with the radio station.

“It was ight, but let me tell you what happened in first period today.” She said as she before she started explaining the situation. The more she explained the more I got mad.

“You want me to handle them? I got my gun right here.” I told her as I lifted up my shirt to show her my glock 22.

“Nah you straight, put ya shirt down.” She mumbled as she leaned her head on the window.

“You sure, ion mind handling them fa’ yo ass.” I said while putting my right hand on her thigh.

“It’s fine don’t worry bout it.” She said while turning her phone.

I let my hands travel up til I made it to her p***y. I stuck her panties to the side and pushed two fingers.

“Mm baby, park the car.” She moaned out while taking her lips between her teeth. she wanna get straight to business.

“s**t sayless.” I said with a smirk on my face. I watched as she took her shoes and jacket off.

I parked in a dark alley before I put the car in park.

“Come handle yo business mama.” I said while pushing the seat back.

She pushed my joggers down and my briefs down, before grabbing my semi hard d**k with her soft small hands, and began stroking it.

I took my lip between teeth as she took my d**k into my mouth.

I involuntarily started thrusting her mouth as spit dripped down from the side of her face. She looked up at me with them innocent looking eyes, but she was acting far from innocent.

“Damn Nyla.” I felt my d**k twitch letting me know I was about to nut. I let out a fat load in her mouth, as I let out a shaky moan.

“I just made you moan.” She said while raising up. I looked up at her and she was staring at me with a cocky grin.

“Whatever, you gone be the only female to hear that shit.” I said in all honesty. No b***h has ever made me feel as good as Nyla do. Whether it’s something s****l or us just talking. 

I watched as she hopped on over to the driver seat, while I pushed the driver seat back. She pulled her dress above her butt while she made intense eye contact.

I pushed her panties to the side as she squatted over my hard d**k, got a firm grip, rubbed it against her c**t, and then she slid down on my pole. 

We both let out a moan in satisfaction.

Her hands went on my shoulder as she began to ride my d**k.

“Mm f**k daddy.” Nyla moaned lowly in my ear.

I smacked her ass as I began thrusting in her.

“Wait- baby I wanna f**k  have control?” She moaned loudly as she tried to stop me.

“Too bad.” I gritted out as her p***y juices leaked on to my thigh.

“Damn yo p***y so good.” I told her as my thrust got sloppier.

“Mm daddy, oouuu shit.” She groaned before bringing me in a passionate kiss.

I smacked her ass as I felt myself about to nut.

I felt Nyla squeeze around me letting me know she about to c*m too.

Nyla moved her head towards my hear and nibbled on my ear.

“Daddy imma cum.” She said while whispering in my ear.

I smacked her ass as I softly yanked on her braids, tilting her head as I gave soft kisses on her exposed skin.

I felt her p***y squeeze my d**k causing my d**k to tense up.

“Baby I’m boutta cum.” She whimpered out before her legs shook and then she squirted on my shirt and pants. Her small body went limp before she fell on chest.

“Aww shit.” I groaned before I let out a massive load in her.

We stayed in that position for a while before she rose up. Nut was dripping from her p***y causing me to smirk. I pushed back  her panties, letting it mix in with my nut.

“This mother fucker fat as hell.” I said while slapping her ass as she hopped back in the seat. She gave me a fake mug and I gave her one right back.

“Pass me my wipes in my bag.” She mumbled as she tied her shoes back on.

I leaned over in the back, opened her bookbag, grabbed the wipes, and closed her bag.

“Here.” I mumbled as I took off my shirt. Half of it was wet making me shake my head.

I watched she wiped the nut off her p***y and panties before pulling her dress back down.

I started the car as she put on her seatbelt.

“You ready ma?” I questioned as I put on my seatbelt.

“Yes daddy.” She answered as she turned the radio.

I pulled out the alley, with a smile on my face.

We rode all the way home in silence, with the radio playing lowly.