Sunday, April 18, 2010
Running Errands Pt. 3: The Unexpected
His pounding into my piece is like a rhythmic lulling...much like that of the tamping of a paved street. You ever hear the "men at work" on the road and the loud *thump thump* as they're making the new pavement level by packing it tightly into the ground? THAT is the sound. Tunnel sounds of thumping is what I hear as my face is pressed to the bed with me zoning out in a passionate lift off. The way this man's dick feels sliding in and out...taking up all the space between my thighs...bringing skin to raised chills, nipples to ultimate hardness...fingers moving involuntarily looking for something to claw. When I ride this dick of mine...which is his but mine...I swear I go off into some ethereal place of ecstasy. I know he's watching me, when I'm rising and falling onto him with my hippy grind. I know he sees how I go off into feeling my own breasts, neck, stomach, pelvis, ass, thighs...all feverishly...going back and forth between pulling my own hair and biting my lip, squealing with...with....OH DAAAYUM...oooooooh shit!! ~I shake for 2 minutes straight while holding him where he lays~ FUCK! This man is not real. He can't be. And then I open my eyes...to his smile. He is shaking his head in awe of this goodness we share. I know when he's seeing me...in my satisfied glory...he is as sprung as I am.
Unfortunately...those moments grew fewer and further apart. Between his hectic night job as armed security at a federal financial depository and my job, child, life, everyone else needing me for THEIR life...we rarely see each other anymore. He's been doing extra shifts to expedite his way into home ownership...so, I can't be mad. He's about it...and that's a great thing. One day, he'll want to settle down with someone and having a home puts him miles ahead of the game of life.Yes...I do get that we're just fucking. I've fallen for him...but it's my sex he loves. For two months of sex in between life...he's made it clear through action, inaction and omission that he's loving me for the convenient...albeit SPLENDID sex we're having. I'm okay with it, too...as long as he keeps "rocking that thing like..." we can keep duetting.
~his tone bellows~
"I'm a...slaaaaaave 4 u. I can't deny it...I'm not tryna hide it..."
"Hey you...what's up?" [He booms in sounding like my all] "I'm good baby...missing you. When can I see you? It's been a few days and you know how your pleasure gets when you go missing..." Damn! ...You ever KNOW some shit is sorta corny...but it makes you moist ANY way? "Well, I'm always ready for you. It's YOU with your toy cop adventures who goes missing in action!" We both laugh. He thinks I'm funny as hell...I be meaning that shit. He jabbed back with a few wisecracks and said, "So, I'll see you in a few?" As soon as I opened my mouth to say yes, I remembered that I promised to co-host a jewelry party for my cousin. If I backed out on Mikki ONE more time...she'd fight me. I had to decline Aqueel's request. When I told him what I had to do he just sighed. "Damn, Royal...I can't take it anymore. I swear, it's like you are ALWAYS doing something. If it's not that...I'm working." I knew he was telling the truth...but, a part of me was pissed. I mean, those days I had NOTHING to do...he was SO tired from work, or had errands of his own to run. I wasn't the only person uber-busy! I decided not to let him drag me into a manipulated argument engineered to end the "relations" we'd been having. He probably found a chick whose schedule didn't clash with his own...so fine. I gave him what he wanted. "Well, since that's the way you see it...so be it. No need in us continuing in this dance of "when and where". I had a lot of fun, but clearly it's not working for EITHER of us." I said as I hung up. Britney sang her ass off for an hour or more, until I put my phone on vibrate. I knew he wouldn't come over, because he never wanted to potentially bump into Monty on his way in or out from getting Anya. I went to bed horny and fingering myself to visuals of Aqueel's dick dangling in front of me to indulge upon.
A week went by...no word from him or I to each other. Meanwhile, I'd become fast lovers with a piece of reliable dick I'd purchased at a pleasure party a while ago. Between that and rubbing my thighs together cricket-style...cumming while sitting at my desk while looking at pics of him eating my peach...I had lost it. Pride is a BITCH...and she's a ton, lazy as fuck and sitting on my chest. My brother came to my job one day to pass off my niece and nephews on my way home...and peeped my distress. "Twin...what the fuck? You like tired as hell. You aight?" I waved him off and said, "Please...just a little over-worked. I have a LOT of paperwork on my desk courtesy of the "pass the buck" system. I'll be fine." I lied. Ryan looked at me and said loud enough for only he and I to hear, "You need some, sis..." and laughed. He walked away cackling at me...but the shit was APPARENT. I needed to be handled. I needed Aqueel to hold me down forcibly while plowing into me...reining my bucks with my ponytail. That was IT. My pride was getting the heave ho...TONIGHT!
I had my niece and nephews, plus Anya and was trying to figure out how to one...get up the nerve to tuck my tail between my legs. TWO, arrange a meeting...and lastly, duck out on a house full of kids.
I sucked it up and went to dial Queel. I dialed and got a "network is busy" signal...then a thunder clap (my message alert). I listened to the voice mail and there he was. Calling me as I was calling him. I got excited. He must've missed me too. I listened to his voice mail and he said, "I love you, Royal..." I held my heart in awe and fear. Wow, was all I could think of. WELL...if I didn't jump into the shower and get dressed at record speed...jail me. I called my oldest niece, Chayse and asked her to come sit with her cousins for a while. She was 17, but she was mature and responsible. The second she entered the door...I breezed by in an invisible gale. I got in my car and drove the 20 or so minutes to Aqueel's house and pulled up. No sooner than I'd knocked...had he answered. He swung the door open, snatched me in and kissed me...
Up against the wall with my hands above my head...naked. His face...planted between my lower lips with my legs on his shoulders. Long laps off my pussy is making his dick grow. [suck] [kiss] [slurp] [hum] His face becoming one with my peach. My hands find his head and bob it back and forth for him. He feels my body ripple starting at my torso and ending with my toes spread far apart. When he lets me down...he turns me around and enters me from behind. I'm soaked...as proven by the juices running down my legs. Aqueel's strokes lift me to my toes and causes his back muscles to flex and his ass to clench. My breasts are his handles as he and I are rising and falling. "Oh shit...fuck me baby...fuck me...harder....mmm....Queel..." I say. "Yessss....beg for that dick..." he says. We came together...a quivering mass. Bodies limp from satisfaction and love...love. Wow. I love this man. We ended up making more of that "love". Everywhere we could. I called Chayse to make sure things were good and promised I'd be home first thing in the morning. To say that I was sore by morning is light speak. Pussy raw from the fuck. Nipples sore from sucking. Back sore from being contorted...jaws sore from sucking HIM...what a sleeping pill.
When morning came...I heard voices. I put on his t-shirt and walked out of his bedroom and into the living room. There...sat fate disguised as hate. Life garbed in karma. Love unveiled as a game...
There sat, Monty. On the other chair, sat Aqueel. On the floor...fell my face."What in the fuck is THIS? Why are you here, Monty? You've gone too far. You're stalking me and my man?" Aqueel shook his head as Monty laughed boastfully. Monty said, "Nah, baby...I'm not stalking shit. And ya man? ...well...this is my COUSIN...and he did me a solid." I said, "COUSIN? What?" That's when Aqueel chimed in and said, "Damn, her pussy so good couz...I ain't sure I wanna do this...but fam is fam." He looked at me with my mouth open and tears of rage forming in my eyes. "My cousin said you needed to learn your lesson...that you was a bitch who needed to be brought down a few notches. So, you just caught karma in the ass...literally. And...maybe...if you act right...I'll let you sniff this dick...if that'll keep you sane."
[The night I handled Monty's ass for the way he'd been using our child as a tracker...he phoned his cousin, Aqueel up and asked him for this favor. Aqueel being on a dry spell himself...agreed. He'd never met me, but Monty's description of me had his interest piqued. Monty and Aqueel followed me around that day and decided the library was a good place for Aqueel to spring his mack on me. MOTHAFUCKAS!]
I flew into a rage...I began throwing shit at the both of them. Cursing and crying at Monty and Aqueel...asking how they could do this to me. How Monty could do this to his own child's mother. I was angry beyond words and tantrums. In the middle of it all...Aqueel had scooped me up and brought me back to his room. He said as quietly as possible, "Put your clothes on...you need to go, Royal..." I did as he said. I knew nothing else to do. I was too weak to fight anymore. I don't even know what just happened...or why I deserved it. I sniffled and sobbed as I got dressed. When I was done. I looked at him and left. I walked past Monty's weak ass without a word.
When I got home...Chayse and the kids were up. One by two...the kids left, leaving Anya and I alone. When everyone was gone...and Anya took a nap...I cried. I knew I'd probably hurt Monty's feelings the last time we were together...but, for him to do what he did was unspeakable and unforgivable.
Monty came by a week later to get his daughter...and all I said to him was, "Have her home on time". He didn't know what to make of my attitude. He'd always get just a few sentences from me from that point forward. A year later...one being..."Thanks for introducing Aqueel and I...if it weren't for you we wouldn't be married..."
He's still in need of a sniff...and I'm still a bad bitch...
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