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Adventures of Cognac-A16

 

My pager beeping on the table brought me out of my zone, because it was my house number displayed across the screen……. Shit, what the fuck I’m gonna do now. My husband probably wants to know why my ass aint at home. Damn I figured his ass would have been sleep by now; its going on 3 in the morning plus he got to be at work at 8. Right then I made up my mind that I was gonna deal with his ass whenever I got home. I was out with Jeff and I wasn’t gonna let anyone ruin it for me, not even my husband. Once I re-focused my attention, Jeff was staring at me with those big puppy dog eyes. He was probably wondering why my mind was a million miles away. I wanted to tell him the truth right then, but I couldn’t. He just seemed like the type man that wouldn’t be willing to share like that. So my truth was gonna stay a secret for right now. I guess Jeff figured we needed to be alone because he kicked Hannah and Esquire out with quickness. Once we were alone I walked over to him, got on my knees between his legs, and took that dick out. I could see my dried up juices on it from a love session earlier, but that didn’t bother me none. Hell I was a nasty freak and I was good at what I do. I sucked his dick and licked his balls like it was a race to see who can get to the center of a blow pop. I wanted to take my mind off my husband and what better way than to suck another mans dick. After letting him bust in my mouth, he laid me on my back and made passionate love to me. Not only to my body, but Jeff was touching my soul and mind. Before I knew it the clock read 6:00 am. Oh shit Jeff, I got to go get my daughter up and put her on the bus. “I thought your mom had Brianna?” She does, but I told Bri I would take her to school this morning. I’ll come back to see you after I get her off to school okay? I grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom so I can spruce up. I have never stayed out this late before. Shit, shit, shit…. What the fuck am I going to tell my husband? I couldn’t think of one good lie. There isn’t any reason why I shouldn’t have at least checked in with him. Damn I’m just gonna have to think of something because having no excuse is worse than having a lame ass excuse. I kissed Jeff on the lips and rushed next door to grab Hannah. Her ass was sleeping with no worries; she didn’t have a man waiting at home for her like I did. When I brought her up to speed on the reality of my situation she quickly got ready and we were out the door in record time. During the drive to my house Hannah was making me mad nervous, because she keep asking, “What the hell you gonna tell Man?” Bitch I don’t know and stop asking me, you making me a nervous wreck; hell I can’t think straight as it is. It was 6:45 am when I walked into the house. The house was dark and I couldn’t see much. I guess Man was still sleeping.  As soon as I closed the door, I went crashing down to the floor. What the fuck??? “Nac your ass been out fucking, I can smell that man all over you. What the fuck your ass been doing out all night long? You are my motherfucking wife and I have been paging your motherfucking ass all night long. Where the fuck you been?” Man hit me again as I was trying to get on my feet. He threw my ass across the living room and I hit the coffee table which was glass. I’m surprised it didn’t crash under my weight. All the while I was kicking and screaming for Man to stop, it was like the more I screamed the more he keeps throwing me and punching me. I couldn’t believe this nigga was whipping my ass. Well I could but he didn’t have any proof. Between my sobs I manage to tell him that I had got drunk and feel asleep over Hannah house. We both were drunk Man and neither one of us was in any shape to drive home. I promise on my life that I haven’t been fucking. Please believe me. Man had raised my large flower vase above his head ready to throw it at me when he paused. I can tell he was thinking about what I said and deciding if he could believe me. I saw this as my opportunity to go in for the kill. Man sweetie, please just think about it. You yourself have fallen asleep over your cousin house and I didn’t go ballistic. You promised you would never hit me again and look at my face. If I knew you were gonna beat on me I should have gave my pussy up. I haven’t fucked anybody; hell my ass hasn’t even looked at a nigga. I’m sorry for coming in here like this, but I’m not sorry for anything else because I haven’t done anything wrong. I was thinking to myself that I hope you believed me, because I don’t have anything else in me. Man squinted his eyes at me and charged me like a bull. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He stormed in our bedroom while hitting my head on the door on the way inside. He snatched my jeans off and pulls his underwear down. Man what the fuck you doing? “What the fuck I’m doing? What the fuck I’m doing? I’m getting mines that’s what the fuck I’m doing, you been out there doing God knows what and expect me to believe some bullshit like that. Bitch who do you take me for? I pull shit on you; you don’t pull shit on me. Now you can make this rough or easy, because it don’t make any motherfucking difference to me. My ass got to be at work in a little bit and you already done wore me the fuck out.” At the point I realized I had lost and I started crying. My crying didn’t bother him none because he forced me on my stomach and rammed his dick in my asshole dry. He fucked my ass like a true rapist. Man kept grabbing the back of my head while ramming his dick in my ass, so the balls were touching my butt cheeks. Within 5 minutes he nutted in my ass and I said a silent prayer thanking God it was over. But what can I say I asked for it. Man cleaned up in the bathroom and when he came out he said, “Your ass better not tell anybody what went on this morning. Now clean yourself up; I got to go to work.” When the door slammed I exhaled and cried a good cry………
 
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Honey,
Hello Family.... I have to say I am enjoying all the stories on here. Things seem to be getting back to normal. I hope you enjoy!!! As always leave feedback; negative or positive.....
2009-01-14 15:16:20
KING PEN,
NOW THAT WAS SOME WILD SHIT! THATZ WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUT! YOU ALREADY KNOW I LOVE THE STORY BUT IM REALLY FEELIN THE WAY YOU DELIVER IT AND UR WHOLE VIBE TELLIN IT! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK AND DON'T MAKE US WAIT TOO LONG! I KNOW U TOLD ME U GONNA ONLY POST ON WENDS, BUT CAN A NIGGA PLEASE GET ANOTHER INSTALLMENT THIS WEEK? PLEASE.... I PROMISE TO BE GOOD....LMAO! NAW BUT FORREAL CONSIDER DOIN THAT FOR US WITH UR WARM AZZ....LMAO! LOVE IS LOVE BABY!
2009-01-14 16:08:18
courious,
LAWD! Gurl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SMDH!!! I don't know what to say. But I would have cut that mofo as soon as he turned around, he would not have made it in to work that day but since this is fiction.... I am going to roll with it... LOL.. ( or is it) Love it anyway and I am glad you have finally posted something.
2009-01-14 16:23:02
iQon,
Good, very good. Could be better, but I'm satisfied. The sex is off the hook, didn't get my dick hard but, it was more than satisfactory. Maybe I'm not horny at the moment.

iQon!

2009-01-14 16:58:27
MzKeepItReal,
LORD!! I FORGOT TO SHOUTOUT HONEY!! MY APOLOGIES!! I LOVE YOUR STORIES TOO.. YOU GET A SPECIAL SHOUTOUT! LOL..
2009-01-14 17:11:09
dan,
dood like your

http://your.com
2009-03-28 08:56:21
k,
dat is some wild stuff great story and it's sad that,that stuff really happens in the real world
2009-04-02 06:07:36
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