I was lying in bed when I sensed her presence in the doorway; immediately, I became aroused and shifted my position to gaze lustfully at my woman. Even from across the room, I could tell she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. I desperately looked up at her from the bed where I lay, internally begging her to fuck my world up.
"Nuh-uh, you gon' have to work for this tonight Daddy"
Damn. She always could read my mind. My clit jumped upon her calling me "Daddy," she knew it turned me on. I bit my lip and threw back the covers, exposing my dominant hand already vigorously at work in my Adidas joggers.
"How bad do you want it, Baby?" That was her way of taking charge of the situation, as well as the rest of my body.
I sped up, her seductive tone making my legs shake. She knew how bad I wanted her and was making me show her what it did to me.
Before I knew it, I was cumming --- HARD. My fingers rhythmically rubbed the head of my clit until the slightest touch was unbearable. I was out of breath, panting, and trying to regain my composure.
When I looked up at her, she wasn't there, instead, there was a man. He was tall and much bigger than me. He was telling me how pretty I was, but in a way that made me uncomfortable. I jumped to cover myself, ashamed. He laughed at me and came to try and rip the covers away to expose me again, and I started kicking and screaming...
*BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP**BE-- I hit the alarm and sat on the side of the bed, groggy and bothered. It was a Monday.
I hate Mondays.
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Full Bloom
General FictionA soulful piece about an urban college student's struggle to find their place in the world while conquering their demons, "Full Bloom" masterfully captures the spirit of many African American LGBTQ youth attempting to forge their own paths.
