And My Momma Ain't Home
We became known as the players, our reputation was so infamous girls lined up single file for a chance to sleep w/ one of us. From the fly bourgeois girls from Edison, Piscataway and Plainfield to hood chicks from Newark, Irvington and Orange, they would all here of the rep and die to find out if it was true.
One night I stepped out in a fly ensemble of name brands, pockets full and hooking up w/ this young tender I had meet in the mall the previous week. Phone calls were exchanged, friends invited, and parents out for the night, we set off to embark on the greatest thing known to a 17 year old... NEW PUSSY. Braggadocios talk of how she could throw it back, ride it and drop it could do nothing to throw me off my mission. She claimed to be the one who would have my nose wide open. Little did she know, I wasn't to be tamed on this day.

Her friends Hooked up w/ my friends, we say our hello's hugged and walked inside. We laughed, cracked jokes and bullshitted for all of 15 minutes. Not being one who wasted to much time, I brought up the topics of discussion from numerous phone conversations. And off the the room we went. Her friend in her room, and my and my girl went into her mother's room.
I don't know what it is about fucking in someone elses mother's bed but it turned me on. The rooms were right next to us, and in these new condo's they build the walls paper thin, a single moan from the next room, acted like a spark to ignite the tension in the room and the battle begun. It was a game to us, who could make their girl scream louder. With every thrust inside of my girl, my boy must have went harder. We spent the rest of the night trying to out do the couple in the other room. Until boom crash!!! Something broke. The headboard in mama's room was no longer attached to the bed. The sheets stained w/ pussy juice and my baby batter... The smile on my face grew as her frustration oozed from hers, knowing she would have to either fix it or make up a very special lie to explain the collateral damage that had been done.
Being a Kool Kid is a wonderful thing.