It Started With A Story

18

"I'm sorry Kia."

I hadn't spoken to him for two hours. I was just to angry.

"Please say something, anything."

I was sitting on the middle of the bed. the sheet wrapped around me while I flicked through the channels on t.v.

He was kneeling at the end of the bed irritating the hell out of me.

"Kia I'm sorry, curse me out, slap me, something."

"For what so you can beat me again!"

He didn't respond and I felt a bit guilty using that against him.

"I deserved that but I really hate fighting for your time. When I want you, I want you, plain and simple. If it's not work, school, or a family affair I don't want anything to be before me. Even those things I tolerate. I know I may sound a little crazy but well I might be. "

"Did you make your other women make you their only priority?"

"No, and that's why this is so new to me. I only called for them when I wanted to play, or needed a distraction. I want you when I'm horny, when I'm eating, sleeping, angry. I want you all the time. "

"You can't be angry with me for respecting my mother. I already have to deal with her nonsense, don't make me deal with yours too."

"Maybe if I meet her....."

"Maybe...."

He smiled crawling forward and grabbing my foot.

"That day you sucked my toes, I don't think my dick has ever been that hard. Have you ever had yours sucked?"

"Licked...by a cat."

"Funny."

He leaned down sucking my big toe and I watched my anger already gone. He licked across my toes and i moaned. It was like having my nipples sucked.

"Ohhhh, that's nice... real nice. "

"Yeah you like it huh?"

"Yes more."

He obliged sucking them as I spread my legs moving the sheets from me. I began pinching a nipple with one hand and fingering myself with the other.

"Your so sexy, wet and mine. "

"Yes, yours can i cum for you?"

" Only if you moan my name when do."

I nodded spreading my legs wider, my fingers a blur as i masturbated for my man. I slid two fingers inside myself the squishing sound and his mouth on my feet to much for me as my legs began shaking and I came.

"Ohhh Michael fuuuu.... yes. I want you. no more waiting. no ugh..... no more."

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The next two days are a bit lonely for me. Michael is at the convention both days for twelve hours. When he gets back we order in then he falls asleep. I don't mind though I enjoy whatever time we have unsure of what awaits me back home.

When we finally get back to New York I'm anxious. We've gotten in a cab from the bus heading to my house. Michael had insisted he meet my mother.

When we get there I'm nervous. I know how my mother is and Michael is wonderful but has shown me he has a temper.

I open the door letting him in. I lead him to the living room and he sits while I take my things upstairs and alert my mother.

" Mom? "