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Tables Have Turned Pt.1

   I’m swimming with my head just above water here. What did I do? So Stupid, stupid.

 [A week before….] 

   I’m making my way to my 5:00 class and decided to grab something to eat from a cafe near campus. I chose to sit in a corner away from everyone so that I would have some space to think. My boyfriend and I have been going through a clear rough patch. I just feel like he’s being really standoffish, not answering my message, and doesn’t want to talk about anything. Some people would probably think I’m being dramatic, but if you’ve been with someone for so long and they start to act differently it would bug you out too. Things have just been different. I’ve always been analytical; you know the type to go over every detail to find the problem. But nothing has made sense to me. 

 Anyway, I’m in my corner lost in thought when I felt a presence over me. Standing in front of me was a handsome manly young man, he had deep brown skin, about 6'3", pearly white smile, and a refreshing bad boy aura. I had to look so crazy the way I was just staring at him taking in what ever the moment was with my mouth wide open like a boy crazed teenage girl. 

“Is anyone sitting here?” He asked, his voice was deep like a late night conversation, consuming and endless. 

 "No" I stuttered “it’s just me" 

 "Care if I join you?" 

"Not at all” as I pointed to the seat in front of me.

  We sat in silence for about 3 minutes before he spoke again.

 "I don’t mean to intrude, but" he looked at me “you seem to be contemplating something really hard over there, Tough day?" 

 He was intruding but I didn’t want to be rude so I simply responded. 

 "Yea, the semester is coming to an end, I have all of these projects that are stressing me out. I wasn’t aware that it wore so vividly on my face” as I shy’d away. 

“I See” he responded “Another far stretch seeing as how I welcomed myself over here, I’m having an art show tomorrow night and I know it’s out of the blue and extremely sudden but I feel like you might really enjoy it and it would be nice to see your beautiful face again, maybe not so stressed." 

We spoke a bit more, exchanged numbers, and I agreed to go.

 So many things began to race through my mind. I wasn’t planning on a future with this guy but it felt so good to have someone just kind and normal in my presence. Later on when I got home, I was laying in my bed next to my boyfriend when a text message popped up on my phone. 

It was him.

 I panicked, picked up my phone, and proceeded to another room. It was innocent at the time but it felt so wrong still to sit there and have any conversation with him in the same bed that I slept in. 

 Him: Good Evening Gorgeous 

 Me: ……… Hey there 

 Him: I just wanted to send you the information for the show tomorrow, I appreciate you coming.

Me: I’ve never been to an art show before. 

 Him: Really? I guess when you’re a walking piece of art yourself, what else do you need?

 I know that was a cheesy line but it made me giggle. 

 Him: Good night Beautiful, I look forward to seeing you again. 

Me: Goodnight 

 At this point, the idea of seeing him again excited me; I laid back in bed and my thoughts began to drift.

I woke up the next morning in a cold sweat that proceeded my well dream’t dreams. when I looked over at my phone, I saw a text from him.

“Good morning love, hope the day goes smooth as I look forward  to seeing that smile later. 

 I took on my day as I usually would: wake up, roll up, a quick run through for my classes, and I’m on my way. Somewhere into my third class I found myself very distracted pondering on how my evening would go, what I would I wear and how I would act. 

I knew my boyfriend and I have been having our issues and I had no intentions on cheating on him, which should’ve been a sign, but I was very attracted to this man. 

After class I went home to get ready. I put on a silk black pencil skirt, with a fitted v-neck body suit with the skinniest heels in my closet, I had to at least look good. I told my man that I’m going out with the girls and that Ill be back in a few. He didn’t look at me, didn’t comment, didn’t argue, so I left. 

I get to the gallery a quarter to 8 and took a look around. The art work was immaculate.

I’ve always seemed be drawn to those to express themselves creatively, I mean that’s what brought me and my man together. 

I get to this particular painting, I stared at it for a while trying to figure it out. The piece was dark, sad, mysterious, I was actually really starting to get into it when I felt hands on my waist and a whisper in my ear.

“What do you think?”

I turned around quickly and blushed when I realized who it was.

“I think you’re very talented”

He smiled and we continued to walk around. He took me to each piece of art work and told me about them. The night was going great; we finally get to his closing piece, he leans over and whispers 

“Can I show you something?” “I have this piece that I want to put out but I’m not sure about it, would you mind giving me your opinion?”

“sure, why not” I smiled 

“There goes that smile.”

We strayed away from the crowd and into a room with dimmed lighting and a figure covered up with a sheet. We approached the figure and he removed the cover.

“I’ve been working on her for over a year, but I just feel like something is missing”

It was a beautiful tall ebony statue with the curves of a real woman, the detail was so amazing that I began to trace it with my fingers. I felt him guide his hand over mine and asked “How do you feel?”

Tingles went down my spine and I quickly pulled my hand away and walked around the statue trying to make it seem as if I only wanted to better inspect his work, when I really just needed to create some space. 

I’m in this room with some guy that I met only a day ago and as much as it seemed so wrong, everything felt just right.

I began to walk across the room towards a table where there was more art work. He slowly followed behind me. My body started to rush with all of my thoughts. “you should leave!” “But I really don’t want to!” ”But you have to!” But I won’t.”

The closer I got to the table the closer he got to me. So, I turned around in attempt to ask him about the pieces on the table, but before I could let out a word he was standing in front of me looking into my eyes with one hand around my back and the other on my thighs.

Thinking to myself I shouldn’t be here and how did I let it get this far? But I feel so good. I feel sexy, I feel alive, I feel his desire to have me and it feels like fire in my veins. 

I lifted my arms with the motive to push him back, but he pulled me closer, grazing my butt and whispering in my ear “So, how do you feel about it?

My breathes were so hesitant, I just know if I give in I could never take it back.

“I think its beautiful” I said as he slowly started caressing my neck. 

“What’s beautiful about it?” he asked while turning me around. 

My nerves are rushing through my body and I’m getting hot.

“I like how her curves are real” he put me on top the table.

“Her color is deep” he bit my lip and the tingles came rushing down.

I put my head back and he slowly kissed my chin, my neck, my chest, and my cleavage. making his way back up, I grabbed his hair and kissed him back. His lips were soft and tasty with temptation. I stopped for a second before we got more aggressive. I’ve never been kissed like this before, like I’m something that was missed, something that was craved, something that was needed.

He laid me back on the table and traced my body with his hands.

“I want you. Is that okay?”

Its not okay, i thought to myself, but I laid there ready and nodding my head yes.

He pinned my hands back and stared kissing my neck in motions that sent me down a black hole, pulling the arms down on my top he turned me around and bit the back of my neck, choking me a bit while he bent me over and gently started to smack my ass.

I was liking where this was going…

[ Part one has come to a rest y’all! Are you ready for part two? Let me know what you guys think and I will have something really juicy for you guys next week!]

Thanks For Reading <3

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Valentine's Day❤ - By Hello.Lady

The evening was perfect. I've never had a guy that went out of his way to make me feel like a lady. He booked the best suite in a hotel just off of Times Square where we could see the entire view of the city. When we walked in there were roses leading to the bathroom where a bubble bath had been set and chocolate covered strawberries on the bed waiting to be inappropriately devoured. "This is beautiful babe" I said to him as we looked over the city. "I can name a lot of things more beautiful than this view" he responded I gazed at him with nothing but butterflies and lust. "You" he said to me as he kissed my forehead. "That face you make in the morning before you open your eyes, the way you look at me when you've missed me all day, the passion that sits in your soul, the pleasure to be inside of you, and the way you feel when I make you cum" Before I could open my mouth to express my appreciation, I was pressed up against the glass with one hand on my ass and the other warm inside my pussy. All I could do was grasp for air, I loved how he always caught me by surprise. Taking deep breaths to suppress my much wanted moans, the glass began to fog. "Ah baby, that feels so good" "Does it? How about this?" He began to kiss and lick my neck while he upped the speed on the pussy play. "Fuck" I screamed out He then moved his hand from my ass to my neck with the softest, most intense choking sensation. I always enjoyed being his favorite little toy, the way he played with me was so intimate, fun, and spontaneous. As he turned me around, I slowly dropped to my knees, unbuckling his belt as I starred into his eyes. "I'm going to show you how much I appreciate you" I said as I reached in his briefs to reveal the next best gift. With both hands I slowly directed his dick into my warm wet mouth. He gasped for air. I took slow strokes up and down, not forgetting to suck the tip and lightly suck on his balls. I enjoyed the weakness that fell upon him when I took control. Hearing him moan, as his legs started to shake and he pressed his hand on my head in pleasurable guidance. He looked deeply back into my eyes as he grabbed me by my arms and threw me on the bed. I'm excited, he does this grunting thing before he lays it down. It makes his aggression so much more sensual. As I lay on my back he unzips my skirt, unsnaps my bra and begins to slowly suck on my nipples. My goosebumps began to show themselves as he moves his hands slowly up and down my body, making my heart race and my pussy wet. "Fuck me baby" I whispered when it became to much. "Not yet" he replied as he made his way down from my breasts to my navel, from my navel to my thighs, from my thighs to my wet and ready pussy. All it took was a kiss to my clit that sent me in spirals down a hole of pleasure. He began to suck and lick and bite and tease. Before I knew it I was screaming and climbing up the bed in climax. Before my sensation could leave my body he was inches deep inside of me stroking and pounding me. The feeling was so intense and the evening was so perfect I began to cry. He began to slow down, looking into my eyes in confusion. "What's wrong? Am I Hurting you ?" He asked. With foggy eyes I replied "you ever had something feel so good that you can only think of the moment it slips away? I've just been through so much bad and you come into my life and make me feel like I have the perfect story" "Baby, you are my perfect story. We might get side tracked and led a stray time to time, but I will always find my way back to you" He then slowly thrusted into me as I gasped. "I love you" he whispered in my ear as he began to stroke me faster. "I Love you" as he wiped my tears "now stop crying and show daddy what he's been missing." I flipped him over and began to ride him with all the passion, feeling, and emotion in me, screaming out in pleasure. "I'm about to cum, I'm about to cum, cum with me baby. " I've never felt such a powerful feeling. A moment of reassurance, a moment of power, a moment of realness. He lightly laid me on my back, kissed my forehead, and laid on my chest. "It's you" he whispered "it's always been you, I just needed you to let me show you"