Sexually Feeding

Over My Head

Men are jokers now days because they only want to play games but me I don't want that. Lay all your feelings on the table and tell me what you truly think which reminds me of this guy I use to have a situationship with. His name was brain because the nigga was smart as fuck. He had his own house and his own car and everything else and mainly his own businesses. He had a dress shoe line and clothing line and made wine glasses and hair products! This nigga was a genius! I fell for him hard because not only he had endless money but he was such a sweetheart.

He surprised me with flowers and cooked for me and watched all the Bollywood movies with me and don't get me started on his kisses! We met at shoppers and he bumped into me and I went the fuck off because I had a whole bunch of shit in my hands. As I'm yelling I'm watching him look me up and down and he started smiling and bitting his lip. He told me after I stop yelling that he wanted to get my number and take me out and I started to calm down and I gave him my number. Later that day he asked me could I come over for dinner and at first I was going to say hell no but I changed my mind and said yes.

He lived in Georgetown so I knew he was going to be living like Larry. As I arrived to his house in my Uber I see this big ass house and I'm like damn who the fuck live here? So I got out the Uber and called him to make sure I was in the right place and he walked out the front door of his house. He smile as I approached the house and open the door for me and I'm like omg, yes!!

He set me down and started playing some Eddie Lavert so in my head he knew he was going to get some pussy. He set next beside me then he passed me a bottle of champagne and he set some Hennessy on the table and my mind kept racing because I didn't know what was going to happen. He started talking to me about his career and how he wanted to take off more so he can buy a house for his mother and I'm listening and I'm starting getting bored because I'm listening to all of his problems and shit and he's not asking me shit about myself at all!

Then he started asking me questions and it kind of got deep and then he asked me to dance and I'm terrible at slow dancing to be honest. He grabbed me by my waist and looked me in my eyes and mind you he was about 6'4 which was sexy as fuck to me. Then he kissed me and took me to the room and he laid me on the bed and took off my pants and my underwear and started kissing me then took off my shirt and started pouring massage oil on my pussy and my legs and started rubbing it all over my body. He took off his clothes slowly and looked at me with this model type of took and I looked down at his dick and it was the size of my arm, dead ass. He got on top of me and started grinding in my pussy and looking me in my eyes then turned me around and started hitting me from then back and started going harder and harder until he came inside of me on purpose and I'm screaming and becoming furious. He started to tell me to calm down and he told me he wants a son and he wanted someone to share his house and his life with. To me I thought that was some weird and wild bullshit. Ain't no way I'm trusting this nigga looking like fucking Montel Jordan. I don't give a fuck how much money you have I don't want a baby by you just because you got money! That shit was ridiculous and he didn't want a wife he wanted a babymother and i didn't want that for me so I left him.

He called and called and I never answered I just disappeared on him like Casper. I want better for me and he wasn't that so I had to drop him like a bad habit and move on. Men can have kids and lived their lives and go party and tings and don't have to do what women does. Understand men are tricks and treats but most of them wheel you in with treats then you're the trick. Be careful.