PART 1
(Ciara)
When I met jamaal I just knew he was the answer to all my prayers. The first few months of dating him was really like a fairy tale. He treated me like a queen, the sex was amazing, and get this, the nigga had a job. He seemed like he only had eyes for me which was the one thing I had always longed for. When we hit the 6 month mark that was when things started to change...November 2010
I wanted everything to be perfect for Jamaal when he came home from work. The house was clean, I had cooked dinner, and my body was draped in his favorite nightie......the sheer black one with the boy short panties. I gave myself a once over in the mirror just to make sure everything was perfectly in place, then I checked the time. 5:30. Jamaal would be arriving any minute now. Before I had the chance to set my phone down a text message came through. For a moment I was taken aback. It was Rico. My ex. The ex. One of the finest men I had ever met, my first love, my first time, my first everything really. He could never be faithful. That was our biggest downfall in the relationship. He loved WOMEN period. I knew that was never going to change so I knew I had to move on and find someone that was meant for me. So once I met Jamaal I never even had a reason to respond to Rico anymore. "I need to talk to you. It's important " I read the message and deleted it, then set my phone to silent. Tonight jamaal was the only thing on my mind and I didnt want anything to get in the way of our perfect night. .....A few minutes later after hearing a car in the driveway Jamaal appeared in the kitchen and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body as close as possible to his. " Hey baby" he said as his lips brushed against my neck and ear. I felt my pussy throb. I turned and faced him, with my arms around his neck, " hey baby. Bout time you got ya ass here." His hands rubbed along my body then inside my panties. "Dam!" He moaned as he felt the river trailing down my leg. Before I knew it he had tore my panties off and lifted me up on to the counter. He pulled my legs apart and lowered his head between my thighs. His tongue slid in and out of my body massaging my clit along the way. My legs tightened around his head , as my body weakened. When I thought I was gonna nutt all over his face he stopped, picked me up and carried me to the kitchen table. " you want this dick?" He asked as he layed me down on the table. His smell, his touch, and his warm breath all over me was sending my body into pure ecstasy. "Yes daddy.....take it....fuck me now.!" As soon as the words left my lips, he ripped the nightie off of me and turned me over on my belly. Instinctively, I arched my back and sat my ass up as high as I could. " take this dick bitch!" He said as he rammed all his meat in me full force. " oh shit...." I held my body up and wrapped my legs around his waist so I could pull him closer inside me, using my muscles to tighten my pussy around his dick. Right as I felt him about to cum, I pulled his dick out and turned to face him, sitting on the table with his dick in front of my face. I massaged his balls..slowly....licking around the tip as I pulled it in and out of my mouth. I deep throated the fuck out of his dick, choking, gagging and barely breathing. Before I had the chance to swallow all his kids he pulled his dick out and said" I ain't done with you yet" he threw me over his shoulder, carried me to the bedroom and layed me down on the bed. I didnt know how much more I could take, I felt his hand around my neck choking me harder with every stroke. Becoming more painful with each thrust....then I felt my body just collapse, my juices flowing everywhere, my body tingling. We stayed that way, for what seemed like an eternity, his soft dick still laid in my pussy mixing his juices with mine. " I cooked for you babe. Dinner is in the oven whenever you ready to eat." I ran my nails along his back and through his hair. I could still feel little drops of his nutt running from my pussy to my butt cheeks. He slid his finger inside my pussy, then licked it. " the only thing I wanna eat right now is you.".......Lord this man is trying to fuck all the life outta me💪🤤👌When I woke the next morning I could hear jamaal moving around, so I got up and showered and slipped my robe on my naked body, hoping for a little quickie before we got our day started. At this point Jamaal was sitting at the kitchen table with what appeared to be my phone in his hand....and let's just say if looks could kill I would be dead. " So im just gonna ask you this once, are you fucking with your ex?" I gripped my robe tightly, unsure of what to say. I had never seen him that mad before. " you know I love you. Baby I swear I'm not entertaining nobody but you. Why would you even think that?" At this point he began to read aloud: " I wont keep texting you.....if I dont hear from you today I guess we really are over-......" Although I knew it meant nothing, I felt as though it was pointless to explain. " Babe you know I love you. I dont care what he said, that's why I never responded." I walked towards him sure that this was the part where he hugs and kisses me all over and we fuck..... I looked into his eyes searching for an answer but all I could see was anger, hurt , and god only knows what else. Before I had a chance to speak again his fist hit my face harder than a brick. So hard I fell to the floor. Then he began to kick me in my sides and my body. All I could do was lay there and try to shield myself. It was that moment, that exact moment when everything I had said and all the advice I had given flashed through my head. I always said I would never let a man hit me. That was never an option. I just layed there and took my beating. I always thought I would fight back. Natural instinct is fight or flight right?....I was always deemed a fighter or at least I thought so. He stood over me quietly, like he wanted to say something, but he just turned away grabbed his car keys and left. I laid there until I knew he was long gone, then I forced myself to get up. My feelings were so hurt, I just felt so betrayed. Never in a million years would I ever think Jamaal would do me like this. How could someone that seemed to be the answer to all my prayers, just switch up on me like this?...........
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General Fictiontensions arise when Ciara realizes her boyfriend isn't the man she thought he was. Then she finds out her best friends son is missing. Can she do what it takes to hold it all together and help get her godson back before it's too late?