Warning, warning, warning!!!! There is a small sex scene ahead. nothing too graphic, but be warned. I did restricted for a reason. I am very vocal about my sex scenes and I want my characters and audience to live in every moment..
I woke up to soft kisses along my face and swatted away whoever was in front of me. There were more kisses leading down to the swell of my breasts and I let out a soft moan. I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful blue ones staring back at me. Jonathan smiled wide at me and helped me stand up. We had snuck away and slept by the lake again. I told myself day in and day out for the past three months I would settle with Trey and leave Jonathan alone, but I couldn't. He always found me, whispered those pretty words and he had me.
"You thinking about leavin me again Vanna" I looked up at his tall stature, hovering over mine and rolled my eyes. I would sometimes become so scared that he would realize he didn't need my consent to have what he wanted. Yet for the past three months his patience had amazed me. He never did anything more than steal my kisses here and there. Which is more than I could say for Trey, he wanted my innocence more and more, especially after what Percy did. He just wanted to plant his seed before Percy ever got a chance too.
"Always thinking, leaving the rest of us waiting for you Vanna" I blinked from my thoughts and moved away from Johnathan a little.
"Care to share whats going on in that pretty little head of yours love" I shook my head, talking about Trey makes him angry, and talking about Jonathan with Trey makes him angry so I separate them both. Cause if I was honest with myself, I wanted them both. I loved how protective Trey was over me, how he made me laugh in any situation. I loved how Johnathan looked at me like I was his world, how he risked everything for a few stolen moments with me.
"This ain't eva go work tween me n ya Johnny, yous the masters boi and Is jus a nigga slave gal" Johnathan sighed and ran his finger through the curly mess of my hair.
"I'm working to buy you from my father Vanna, then we'll go up north where you'll be free and I'll be free to marry you and love you and put my seed inside you" See, such pretty words he gives me. It was a dream though, a fantasy that I needed when Percy was giving me those haunting looks and Mista John was bending me over his lap - touching forbidden places - as he whipped me with his bare hand against my ass for any reason he can think of.
"I gotta git back befo Pa o' Chris see Is missin" He pulled me to him by my waist and kissed me deeply. I tried to push him away but he gripped me tighter and I had no choice but to kiss back. I wanted to leave Johnny alone, I needed to for my safety, but I wanted him.
"I love you Vanna" smiled at him and ran my fingers over his soft hair and shook my head no. I wanted both of the men in my life, but I didn't love them. I swore to myself when I was a girl I would never love a man. So when Johnathan realized he could take me when he wanted Trey wouldn't be hurt and when I ended up with a black baby instead of a white one, Johnathan wouldn't be hurt. No love, just want, I was a woman and while my first sexual experience wasn't the best, I wanted to try it again the right way. I pulled away from Johnathan and walked back to my shack. I turned to see him standing there in the moonlight, looking like an Angel, so beautiful. He was forbidden, that's why I kept coming back. He was like sugarcane, you know it's bad for you but it taste so sweet.
"Whea ya been Vanna" I was startled as I saw Trey leaning against the door of my shack. I frowned at him and walked towards the door but he pulled me back hard against the wall making my head bang again it. I slapped him before I could think about it. He just glared at me hard before kissing me. I wanted to feel wrong because I had just kissed Johnathan, but I returned his kisses like a fever was running through me.
"You mine Vanna" I smiled against his lips and shook my head no.
"I ain't no one Trey, I belong ta me" He smiled wider as he kissed down my neck and down to my breasts. Before I could stop him he took a hold of my breasts and sucked it into his mouth making me moan loudly. I felt his hand sliding up my thigh until he reached the curly hairs that rested between my thighs.
"Trey, no" His mouth moved back to mine as his fingers spread my lower lips apart and my cream began to...........................
"If ya out dere wit Trey, Vanna, ya gon regret it" I sighed as I heard my daddys voice on the other side of the door. Trey just smiled and was about to say something slick to daddy when I kissed him hard on the mouth.
"If ya go use ya mouf, use it fa sometin good" He smiled at me as he got on his knees and pulled one of my legs over his shoulder as his head dissapeared between my thighs. Trey had introduced this to me about a month ago and I couldn't get enough of it. I made fists at my side and put one in my mouth as I let out a moan.
"Vanna chu doin out dere gal" My father asked and it sounded as if he was coming towards the door. I grabbed Trey's braids and gripped them for dear life. This just made his tongue move faster.
"Nothin daddy, I jus gittin som air" I felt Trey's fingers around my opening and he pushed the tip of his finger inside me. I gasped unused to the feeling but liking it. I could feel more cream gushing from inside me. Trey kept going as he pushed his finger deeper. I began to move my hips wanted more, needing more.
"Trey" I whimpered as softly as I could as my belly tightened and the last of my cream flowed between my thighs and into Trey's mouth. He got up his face wet with my love and he kissed me. His finger was the last to leave me and I felt empty. As he moved away from me I also began to feel dirty and wrong.
"Don't Vanna, you liked it, dere's a reason we met, dere's a reason I ain't dead yet, dat's you, you belong to me, marry me, have my seed, I love you Vanna" I looked into Trey's caramel brown eyes and smiled as I leaned over and gave him a good night kiss.
"Sleep good Trey" I walked into the shack leaving my beautiful stranger standing there looking like a beautiful demon. tempting me to just let him have his way. On more than one occasion I almost stopped myself from saying no. Love, no, love I would never be able to cherish and truly feel, but lust, it's the only thing I could control with them. At least, I thought it was.
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أدب تاريخيThis is my first story on here and I know it sounds confusing so i'm willing to answer any and all questions. This is a fictional story about slavery times and I will be very candid and be as honest as I can with what I know about this time in histo...