~Marylin~
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He kissed me, he smiled and then returned to the kitchen to continue the dish that I allegedly prepared for him this morning. Just that. He kissed me and he smiled.
He didn't rip the glassware off the table into ten thousand pieces, he didn't pound my face with his fists when I had already put myself in a fetal position to keep him from completing the ever growing architecture of concussions. He didn't shout, didn't pull my hair. He didn't break any glass, didn't throw the almost non-existent furnitures upside down. He didn't call me a whore or a slut or a witch. He didn't suddenly have the urge to shove his wrinkled penis through a hole to lessen the complexity of budding emotions he can never control. He didn't demand that I suck him off, he didn't rape me, he didn't beat me up. He kissed me, smiled and went about his business.
A KISS??!! JIM!! Kiss me ? as I was trying_ try, TRY? But who am I kidding…trying is way too big of a word to describe the fact that I had already busted myself in tears to calm him down, or manipulate him?_ to explain to him that Trinity never existed, at least not as he and I exist. Remember my macabre monologue, when I said I was a witch who killed two children along the way, one I abandoned and the other I aborted? There we go! The aborted one… it's that kid… that Trinity. I will never give birth to Jim's filth. And it was necessary to make him understand by painting myself as the innocent of the story, the victim that I am not. And rather than unleashing his fit of madness, he kissed me and then smiled.35Please respect copyright.PENANA3MdSQ9DXBG
It just took me this reaction to understand that there was eel under rock and that the guy I have in front of me is not the one to whom I unfortunately said yes in front of the altar in the catacomb.
He had portrayed no violence, he kissed me, made love to me, cooked me new dishes every day so that it had become our routine for the past three weeks. At no point had he become a bully and I was getting used to this new him over time. "Profitez du moment!” well, that's what I promised myself to do for the timethat no bolt in his nervous system had come loose. As long as his two plus two reaches four, he will remain the love of my life, my baby. Yes, mind me calling him that for the time being, Jim, my love. It's so ridiculous and humiliating.
Today is when we are supposed to go to the Ahmads for their family dinner. Today we're supposed to meet Mowgli and his fellow tree climbers_ if you know what I mean_ to make a good impression and appear more… affable. This man, Ahmad, I have no apprehension about him, he is just…him. But for the trouble, I take care to relieve my face of the misfortune of seeing all the vestiges of wounds that Jim's madness has grazed. The reflection that the mirror sends back to me is perfect, a red silk dress, a very bold red lipstick, my messy hair adorned with curly friezes. I had no interest in being so beautiful and perfect, but it's always fun to remind the gallery that I'm superior to them.35Please respect copyright.PENANA8D0RLfVqoB
Sitting in front of this mirror, I am a brand new woman, I am not sixteen anymore. No, I'm superior. Superior enough not to fall in love with another nigger again, superior enough not to conceive a child from our curse. I take the time to let my fingers run over the lines of my lips, I'm superior enough not to let any of them put their fat nigger lips on mine again, superior enough to stand up to my father whom I am not going to abandon my child, my very first son just to save the illusion of our family's privilege. Superior enough to have cut his throat with my own blade and watched him convulse at my feet. Superior enough to avenge me for not appearing in his last will and testament. Superior enough to bury Mahmoud, José and my father under the rubble of my sins… I'm crazier than Jim, believe me. Mad enough to draw blood and sane enough to still be the victim.
I cracked my neck, I felt tense, a little anxious maybe, why? I don't know. I fight my hands in retreat and spread them small on the bed plate, I lean back on my plump buttocks taking care not to crease my dress, I tilt my head to have better access to my reflection in the mirror … My breasts, my breasts are so hard and fresh like new season mangoes ready to be devoured raw, ripping off the skin with a single fang and sucking the juices from them until the mouth becomes moist with pleasure and fatigue. I unconsciously let my fingers strut on the strap that covers my chest, I already feel my nipples harden with pleasure in my reflection, I'm so beautiful, I can compete with the goddesses of Olympus if necessary. I tilt my head even more, and this time I'm biting my lip, arrgh I'm so beautiful, my black eyeshadow that lifts my sleepy eyes and accentuates my air of queen mother hag, my neck... my neck languishes eagerly the caresses of a man whose excitement degenerates the senses, my neck which pities my lips, I would fuck myself if I could, I am so spectacular.35Please respect copyright.PENANARRH1QGLKOF
I stood up, approaching the mirror more firmly to better contemplate my reflection. My lips whose curves are drawn in the genius of Michelangelo, my eyes which drowsy and obscure the color of the iris, my breasts whose nipples call for help, I seize them, I press them a little, I am so beautiful… With my moles, my foundation that hasn't oxidized, I want to appreciate what I have under this dress. I'm already starting to get wet... Then I kiss my reflection in the mirror. My tongue merges and brushes the glass of the mirror with my eyes collapsing more and more in pleasure and my index finger seeking the entrance to my pussy over this voluminous dress. I lean deeply against the columns of the mirror so as to let my saliva bathe that me of the other dimension kissing me back. I want me, I want to fuck myself.
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"Ma-mary?... wh-what what... What are you doing?"
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Normally I would have panicked... Being caught in the act of sexual arousal by my husband to the point where I was ready to rail my own reflection... But I really don't care, I just want to get fucked and I know he wants it too.
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"I want to fuck...I want you to tear me apart, I want you to fuck me"
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Jim was undoubtedly a human disaster, but there was something nice about him. His sex appeal. He fucks like Poseidon, he makes you swallow your senses. And his body had not succumbed to the tragic flirtations of time. He was still stuffed in a muscular body, packed with its eight metals drawn on the linen of the belly. He had refused to time to shower it with beers and fatten it with stress and greed. He valiantly transcended in front of my arousal in a fucking enticing body surrounded by a towel lazily rolled up at the waist.
I frantically walk over to him and snatch that towel.
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"My-Mary… what are_hummm_what are you_arrghhh"
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I grabbed his penis and began to exercise slow and tortured back and forth moves, just to make him hard and I watched him languish under my touch. I want him as hard as possible, I want to feel demolished by a stud, I want all the erection that he never had in me.
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"Sheesh my love, let me, let me do it”
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I put my fingers on his trunk, and let them navigate freely his visible entrails. I let them roam through his chocolate bars and I wear the task of greedily sucking on his nipples. I make my tongue linger, then I let encircle these points of flesh and the freshness of my saliva mixed with the drone of his sexual heat makes him quiver against me. I continue to circle his nipples with my tongue and suck on them voraciously while continuing to knead his tail with a verse of saliva.35Please respect copyright.PENANAV0JuUrjPN1
I quickly squat below him, so as not to lose track of my amazing doing, his erection pokes my eyes and needles my smoky makeup, I lift them hard towards him to see him moan and be damned with pleasure. My fine fingers continue to carry around with synchronicity the monster who is now at their mercy begging their mercy... and there... I run with my saliva first the dorsal vein of his dick, then I lick it from the base until dawning on his gland and I happily swallow the crown of the gland… hmm I feel my underwear drowned in love juice…
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"Arggh M-may, mary!! We_arggh…we'll be—be-late baby_umm”
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He manages to squeeze out between his tightened jaw.35Please respect copyright.PENANAv9nlhAhz1X
I slap my palm against his pubis to let him know I'm the captain and he's under control. Patiently I engulf him in my mouth, my tongue well moistened and my taste bud well trained to avoid mixing my tooth. I don't do blowjob with teeth it's so humiliating for a woman like me. My head gobbles on his penis as I increase my pace. Slow, fast, slow down, steady, and speed up. I was gagging on his satan-given hard cock multiple times making sure he was enduring all the spasms the strains of saliva were sending him, he was on the verge of convulsing with pleasure. I knowingly bit his foreskin for a reaction and then he leapt horribly down my throat, afflicting my laryngeal orifice with his thrusts, he twisted his hips before thrusting them into my throat in glorious thrusts and I kept gagging even more with an imaginary lopsided smile since my jaw was very preoccupied in holding still to receive the wrath of his dick. He kept slamming my mouth with his snout and the more he did, the more he spat in my face. I loved this fetish. He withdrew his penis to pour a large bowl of saliva into my mouth before slamming his penis once more. I was covered in his spit and precum and I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted more. I searched with my free hand for the opening of my dress in order to release my body from this barrier. And suddenly he stopped
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"Mary...Mary wait, wait. We, we can't do this right now." Baby, we're_ we're expected and.. and.. you gotta make a good impression and.. your makeup, it's alright-…"
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I shut him up by pushing my tongue into his mouth. I wanted to fuck and we were going to fuck. When he wants it, we do it, so it's my turn to take advantage of this phase of him that probably wouldn't last. So let's fuck. And since fucking when he wants to make a good impression on niggers...
I grabbed those hands and pressed them against my breasts. I grab his chin between my index and middle finger.
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"You will fuck me until we both pass out"
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I said it in the cringiest and corniest way sexual arousal might make someone spit some nonsense like this.
I lowered his chin to my chest, grabbed his head and brought his mouth closer to the already hardened nipples on my ripe peaches. Argh that was… that felt so good; He ate them the way I liked them to be eaten, his hands holding them so hard they couldn't bounce. He sank his whole face into my breasts, breathing in the faint scent of the sweat gushing out from under the balls. He licked them up, sucked them, gazed at them for seconds as if he wanted to see them ferment, then unwrapped his nose against, all over my chest. I was a balling mess. Panting, squealing feral noises, there was only one thing on my mind now: riding that dick.
I threw myself on the mattress, legs apart, and the underside already cleared… I spread my labia with my fingers to let him admire my clitoris with which my little finger had already started to play. I was panting, complete mess. I wanted him to finger me, lick me, devour my vagina. I wanted him to spit in my vulva and fuck me with his tongue, I wanted him to bite my labia with all his teeth and stimulate my hymen with any object. I was waiting for him to do any fetish in my vagina. Fuck me with his toes, or, or... fill me with his pointed nose to sniff the smell of my vaginal secretion... Let him fuck me like in a pornographic film, with my hands tied behind my back, he pulls on my hair as he sends his stallion galloping into my pussy. Let him squeeze my breasts as he fucks me hard. That he spits in my vagina and when tired he decides to take me by the rectum and give me constipation, give me a gastric ulcer and that after dirtying his penis with remains, which I did not suspect, which slept in my anus , he makes it go again in my pussy after having punished my clitoris with blows with his penis.35Please respect copyright.PENANAbfdbZXSLV2
I had my eyes closed, I felt his erection point towards my labia but so far, nothing!
And then the asshole said
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“Not now Mary, we'll be late"
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then he retreated to the bathroom again, I guess to get rid of his erection.
Oh my god, oh my GOD! What a jerk! What a BITCH! What am I doing now? eh ? SHIT ! AND SINCE FUCKING WHEN does he care about showing up on time and having dinner with some fucking black people?! There SHOULD BE something or, or hum hum_ I laugh in a sardonic stupor_ SOMEONE he hasn't told me about yet! FOOL!
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And rather than telling him out loud what a mess he was, I shut up and got back on my makeup with the foundation.
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