DESSERT

~DESSERT

Breaking up with Rasheed was the best thing that happened to me. Admittedly, he fucked me good (I still recount it to my promiscuous friends each time we get together), but he abused me beyond words.  I was literally his prisoner, he hit me often and then force my legs apart afterwards. He deactivated my social media accounts, convinced me there was nothing out there for me while ensuring I didn't lack the financial wherewithal as a lady. Yet I stuck to him blindly like I was dickpressed without him. Our romp was without venue. Hell! he parked at the roadside on our first joyride and fucked me to submission. He's tried bdsm on me, given  me countless heads and has been the 'dominant' since our first day at the mall. I was a fool for him, owing to I never heard nor saw him mess with another bitch.

His spontaneity is what I failed to keep tabs on, because he came home one night (as I did agree to move in with him on our second month together) and introduced a hot, ebony, Muslim bitch.
Hence acting like he didn't owe me much explanation of his threesome fantasy. I couldn't take that from him, it was a cue for me to move on and rediscover my penchant. To hell with Rasheed and his glory. Good thing about being low is, there's nowhere else to go but up. I gathered my pieces, recouped and rejoined my friends in our stiletto business. But tonight is about me, my inner thighs felt some type of way.. I just had me a dinner to die for. My friends Stacie and Marjorie re out of town on a family visit. So i thought I should drive to a close pub and sit by myself on something that could get me tipsy. I can't really tell if I dressed to kill, but my vanity mirror isn't saying otherwise. Walking in, the place wasn't crowded as I hoped.. a man sat all by himself at the extreme end of the pub.. I couldn't take my eyes off him, I was delirious. On my sixth shot, i caught myself walk unsteadily towards his boot, and that's when it hit me, he was my penchant, I wanted him inside of me asap. He was a much younger, macho man.. around 23. Handsome as fuck. Reaching him, i started gibbering on why he was sitting alone, but he stood, shushed me and said his name was Julian, 'Assumpta' I replied. He steadied me and walked us to my car, like he apparently saw when I parked. He started to ask about my mood and everything, I gave him a potted version of my story. I immediately told him to take me home, I'll direct him.. he stared me in the eyes and simply nodded. It was a fifteen minutes drive, and all along he had a straight face with sparkling eyes, and checked on me often. I couldn't keep my eyes off him.. that's when I noticed the bulge in his pants as he parked. He made to open the door, I stopped him and began rubbing his bulge.. I managed to get out the words 'you're my dessert tonight, Jason' and he smiled and kissed me deeply. It was like he took a quick journey through my mind 'cause he understood I wanted to be the dominant, I wanted to fuck him. I pulled out his throbbing trouser meat as I kissed him fiercely. 8 inches, wasn't exactly the size of Rasheed's, but I was willing to make the most of it. I literally ripped his shirt and got us naked in no time, how's that for time management? He cupped my boobs, kneading them and squeezing my nipples.. 'you're stunning, Assumpta', he whispered.. I've never been so turned on. Watching his eyelids grow heavy with lust as his gaze flickers over me, drinking me in.. he brought his left hand to my lower abdomen, stroking my labia, dipping a hand into my pussy wall, I arched, appalled at how wet I am.. he stuck his fingers into my mouth, giving me a taste of myself. I can't help but think this sex god must be an instrumentalist, with the way he handled my body like a fiddle. I reclined the car seat and straddled him, my pussy juice dripping on his balls. I couldn't steady myself, I was ridding him like a wild bull. Jason steadied me and started meeting my pace, fuckin' me hard beneath, impaling me.. my orgasm was building up, such that I can't tell if I was quaking or twerking on his dick. He raised a bit and swiftly turned me over, making me lie on my stomach.. increasing his pace, he pounded me furiously and grinded his waist on my chubby ass like a spindle in a pivot. I could feel his cock throbbing below my uterus, and I knew he was ready to explode deep inside of me. With a masculine moan, he filled me up with his swimmers and fell delicately on my back, licking my neck with his soft lips. I couldn't imagine I got someone laid while picking up my pieces, recuperating from Rasheed's abuse. A patrol van materialized in front of us as we got dressed, an officer stepped out and walked up to my suv, we explained ourselves and he said it was late and unsafe out here, we nodded as I stare at Jason's squinted eyes and straight face. I thanked Jason for the good romp and asked if I could make him something to eat, so at least we can talk over and know ourselves better. He gave me the smile, kissed my lips and walked around the car to open my door.  Jason is my leap of faith.. I hope he is the piece to complete me.

Darkpoet~