The eastern sky looked above me, it's bluish madness explored my black skin with rays of sunlight, too much to be useful.Lucia was her name, she was so bored with existence. Reality dealt relentlessly with her.
She awoke a day and wanted fantasy, the beauty of distraction. And who else could give her this than her church youth president. Let's call him Nathan.
Nathan was your usual christan optimistic individual, with an insatiable lust for the flesh of a woman.
He dreamt about it, he savioured the moment of being lost in the pleasures.
His awaking days he thought of it, even deep in the night with his erection held up high like the Eiffel tower.
Lucia called to gradually visit her dear president, even with the warnings and harsh whispers of her mother.
At Nathan's place, the lush carpet and expensive painted walls, couldn't hide the flat screen protruding from the center of the room.
He took her in his arms, looked at her eyes those brown speckles glistening in the dim light of the room and told her
"You look so beautiful like the full moon, your lips entice me so dearly." he said, he spun so much romantic lies from his mouth that she fell quicker than she noticed.
Soon all was forgotten, not the even the very much alive infant growing presently in her belly, not the wedding to her betrothed in two weeks time.
Not even her decency, even her dignity never survived the kisses and touches she so wanted.
Nathan was very good at it, he's had many practices, the way he smoothly removed the bra, from her heavy breasted chest.
To take her stiff nipples in between his teeth, he breathed in the aroma of sexual exploring.
Soon she was lost, with him between her legs, thrusting inside her with his penetration tool. Relinquishing the days of hard masturbating.
Oh! how much she loved it so, to be treated like a woman, to be pleasured, to be wanted. So naturally she wanted more, and more she did get. Many long full hours of sex.
But she soon realized that she was never satisfied, she always wanted more, so much she couldn't understand why.
This was an unexplored territory for her. The beauty of distraction, brought a solution in the form of Nathans friend, let's name him Kelvin.
Kelvin was extremely extroverted, he had a music career once, he had a education once.
He often wondered what went wrong.
Was it at the start at his abandonment emotionally as a child, his addiction to being jobless, no one ever knew.
He was slim with a dark skin, the face of a fighter.
Soon he became apprised with the situation at hand, a girl seeking distraction from life's hard harsh reality, he didn't need to speak much.
As Nathan struck out of the room to get something not worth mentioning, there he was like the proverbial snake.
She was never going to resist, deep within her there's been a surrender. And she's come to peace with it.
He started off with her panties, sliding them off without a hitch. He knew he had to act quickly, and then there in the middle of the night.
He exploited her, like a coal mine in a third world country, like christians exploit money from unbelievers, for the price of salvation.
She received sexual redemption that night, but, didn't want to give up her sin.
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Love Is Murder
Short StoryA collection of short stories from the deepest part of the heart... This are truly my emotions expressed trough prose... Inspired by Charles Bukowski and Emily Dickinson. They dispict human emotions; it's cruelty, it's heartbreaks, it's lost hopes...