Happily Ever After

Chapter 5

“I always feel like, somebody’s watching me”-Rockwell…

               “And do you, Shanice, take August as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse…”

                 “I do!” I said excitedly.

             “Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

            My husband and I shared a kiss appropriate for the crowd. All I could think about was the honeymoon…

            August carried me into the hotel room while we passionately kissed one another. Our tongues continuously fought over dominance and I’d let him win. He made sure not to let the lock on our lips go as he slowly put me down and unzipped my dress. Once he got it off, he admired what I had on…no bra and lace panties. He licked his lips and did his famous side smirk.

            “You’re acting like you’ve never seen my body.”

He looked in my eyes and said,

            “It’s officially all mine, so imma do what I please. I see I picked the right one.”

            After he said that, it made me want him even more. I took control for a couple of seconds and hurriedly kissed him even deeper. I rubbed on his friend, well my best friend, and stroked it. Aug squeezed on my ass while he lifted me up and made his way to the bed. He forcefully dropped me down and I knew that he was about to give me the stroke game of a lifetime.

            He slowly inserted his middle finger into my already wet palace and started putting in work. The things he could do with his hands were magical. He knew that my release was coming soon, so he purposely stopped.

            “Stop playing!!” I screamed.

          He smiled and now started to use his tongue. He was using both moves at the same time after awhile and knew that I couldn’t take it. I ran away and he pulled me right back so he could finish what he started. Every time I would shake, his grip on my thighs would get tighter. I finally came and he cleaned me all up. It was time. He whipped out the anaconda and he knew he was blessed by the lord.

            “…You ready baybeh?”

            That accent makes me wetter every time.

            “Yeah babe.”

            He slowly put it in and-

            “Zzzzzz, zzzzz,zzzzzz!” “Zzzzzz, zzzzz, zzzzzz!”

            “WHAT THE HELL MAN!!!” I yelled angrily.

            I woke up mad as hell. That dream was getting to the best part and my alarm WOULD go off. I checked the time. 7:45 am. Why would they ever give me a nine o’clock class?

            I slowly pulled away my covers and got out of bed. I put on my slippers and shifted slowly to the bathroom. After I showered, I took a long look in the mirror. It was not a pretty sight. My face just looked worn out and sleepy. Today I was bumming it. I put on some sweats, put my hair in a bun, put on my Uggs, and I was out. Fuck it.

            I made it to the campus by 8:45, so there was no need to rush to class. While I was walking to Business 101, some dude started talking to me.

            “Wassup sexy? Where you and that fat ass going?”

            Is he serious?