The air was crisp maybe it was the weather considering the time of year or maybe it was the air conditioning how could it be so hot outside yet the air so thin? He pondered as he found various discreet ways to quell his impatience but coupled with his disdain for his current location, an airport waiting on a connecting flight, “just one more deal to close and we’re done!” It wasn’t so much the place he hated as it was his present physical condition, the stress from the consecutive trips, negotiations and bickering, meager rest all of which were usually easily negligible given the conditions were right of course. At this point in time however, his body was in the come down stages from the morning high, “we can’t have that now, can we?” Basically slithering back to his hotel room thankfully he hadn’t checked out just in case this would happen, after all he knew it would be a long flight and chances of a delay seemed imminent according to the most recent round of recurring announcements on the P.A system. I unlock the door or at least i think i do, frankly i can’t remember, don’t quite give a fuck either it’s just a fucking door right? Upon entering my room, the little hallway the door opens into takes a sharp left after a few steps into a luxury living room, a TV mounted atop a fire place, a large couch, two simple armless chairs adjacent to aforementioned couch… “what hallway? There was no fucking hallway you tripped out fuck, and it certainly wouldn’t lead left because of the big ass mirror on the wall a few meters from the door asshole” I ignore all that and head straight for the balcony, getting there i realize that my happy hour bag is in the clutch of my left hand. I unzip the bag to assess what snacks i had available and alas a bottle of lean, two extremely varied rolled joints the first being a thick thick rolled in raw rolling paper, “BBW if you will” it was labelled Boeing747 in my hand writing, i’m sure i thought it was funny… LMAO. The other being a thin thick rolled in tobacco paper this time but brown as well this time it was labelled final fantasy, and also a half gram of crystal clear crack, a pipe, and a note in my own writing again saying ‘throw back to the 80’s son of zorn’…………. “ok this nigga funny as hell, but i’m pretty sure the drugs were accurate but all done in the bathroom with your hand in the sink cause you thought you could get the sink to squirt…”. I exit my room on on my own somehow and make my way back to airport waiting area.
As i sat at my table at the VIP smokers lounge of the airport, two white porcelain like chairs, i sit across from the other which was meant to be for me luggage was oddly vacant even though i chose this spot to be alone and be able to watch the entrance out of habit, with my luggage just across from me on the mirroring chair on the same table so why was the chair vacant and my luggage by my feet? I never do that….oh well. “Ouch” he said out loud as the cigg burns his forefinger as he had forgotten he was smoking one…. He looks around wondering where he was and realizes, checks his watch for the time it was 11:49 am, his boarding pass says his flight is for 2:45 pm, and by the looks of it he hadn’t been there for up to an hour because the ash tray was basically still clean not to mention the receipt beside the ash tray saying he had checked out of his hotel by 10:30 am, indicating there was no way he could’ve made it back to his hotel and back again in under an hour not with the traffic. “Oh my fucking God! Did i just fucking get high on the memory of me getting high from before i left my hotel room?? Shit I couldn’t even remember how the room was set up…satay satay satay” he said as he laughed at his own mini inception trip, a high within a high he decided to call it. “FEED ME!”
This was his best part, experiencing his high as it interacted with his reality allowing him to meld thoughts of fiction and reality alternating with each other, timelines and landscapes shuffling along with the next train of thought, sound morphing into color as Quintana remix by Travis Scott and Wale are blasting in my ears from my headphones. “Do you have a light?” I heard the most enticing voice say, I look up across the table i’m sitting at and only then does it hit me, a chocolate skinned lady walking into the same lounge i happen to be, clad in all black, flowing black silky hair she had one of those knee length corporate dresses, the type to accentuate more than just her beautiful 5″8 body but also a certain effortless grace about her, bathed in the sensual awakening allure of the scent from her perfume Si by Giorgio Armani if I had to guess with amazing looking thin legs, and the most beautiful breasts i’ve yet to caress… “i shall devour her” ……… “Uh yeah sure, i’ve got one” he said as he motions for her to take the seat opposite him, i mean who needs that luggage bullshit. As she lights her cigg and takes a drag, his lazy, low, opiod hazed eyes locked on her every motion, from placing it softly between her moist succulent glossy lips, dragging the nicotine into her mouth, then the small opening she makes with her mouth to facilitate the french inhale as the smoke filled her lungs and her breasts reciprocated the motion as an illustration of the cause and effect of the mechanism of the intercostal muscles of her chest and diaphragm, her breasts seem to swell even more, almost taunting me to pounce on them, the smoke slowly drifting effortlessly against gravity continuously from her mouth up into her nostrils, with her eyes now firmly locked on mine threw me into a quick mental loop of her on her knees, i have a full hand of hair holding and pulling so she can have her entire face fixated on me and i pull out from her mouth and cum all over her face, still with those beautiful eyes locked on mine, i literally can’t help but want to be all over her, in every sense imaginable as the smoke she breathed out seemed to infuse the very air with heat enough to stir up a storm of lust from the beast below as i felt my dick throb as she continued to hold her gaze…… “Damn girl whatelse that mouth do?”
“Usually when men look at me, i can all but taste their cravings, but your eyes show something darker beneath that well tailored suit of success, or maybe you’re just really fucking high” she said
“The game is afoot”
“Well that’s because our debased desires are watered down by my more humane desire to be wealthy, but then again to cultivate this tree of wealth, it has to be adorned by offerings of carnal stimulation, euphoria, and xtasy” he said
“So in other words, sex? So this is like a generic thing?” she asked
“I do not concern myself with notions of mere inconveniences like other people or even their problems, i can only deal with what’s in front of me, maybe if more people realized that then maybe history wouldn’t be a grave yard for unsustainable frontiers” he said
“Dare I ask if i meet such lofty heights?” she asked. Tact is the ability to see others as they see themselves coupled with the ability to arouse human curiosity as much as she has harassed my ability to keep myself in place are my most valuable weapons, and once again, they seem to be at my aid.
“Words are meaningless in the face of conquests such as you, i would have to show you” he answered
“Oh wow… i’m sure i’d have loved to see if we only had a little more time, or another chance meeting maybe? color me intrigued” she said back with a slight hint of suggestive excitement in her eyes
“God doesn’t play dice, i will have you” he said……and for the first time her effortless guard seems visibly shaken….”i wonder how wet she is”
Their conversation seemed to go on for hours and hours and hours, his flight was in another hour, and she was about to leave for where ever her destination was, but she had a quick errand to run in the parking lot and he had to check in and as they went their separate ways, he watched her go as he realized he hadn’t even asked her name but it didn’t matter he thought, made it easier to objectify her….. “she must be had, the time is almost upon us”
As she made her way to her car in the parking lot, too dazzled by the surprisingly dark shadowy world the charming stranger she had practically spent her entire day with believes in, we are slaves to our darkest desires at one point in time or other, although she wished he would take the hint and let her liberate him from the shackles of their mutual desire. Too aroused and distracted by thoughts of him dominating and making her tremble, she didn’t realize the parking lot was a little dark and lonely to not have taken precautions as a creature of unfathomable hunger stalked it’s prey, it could sense her arousal somehow and waited for the right moment to impose it’s will on the unsuspecting victim and as she tries to stick her key in to unlock the car, it was on her like a flash, in one swift motion, quiet as night, with one arm at the nape of her neck pressing her down against the car and clamping her mouth, both legs planted firmly between her legs as she stood and spread them apart, with what seemed to be as sharp as claws for hands in one motion her dress was at her feet in a flat heap around her legs and it seemed to lick its free hand…..in her mind amidst the terror and shock that seemed to go on for an eternity, except one strange thing, the smell emanating from the hand of this creature around her mouth, she knew this smell, she knew it well, she just needed one more thing to confirm her suspicions….and as this creature licked its hand, as she waited to confirm her theory, it licks its hand and then makes a motion downwards, almost in a lubricatory sense, and before she knows this creature lets out a soft growl of satisfaction as it slides its dick into what is an already surprisingly moist vagina, he can’t but say,”i told you, God doesn’t play dice” but the sounds she made were muffled up by its hand against her mouth as he begins to take her fiercely and deeply, with an intense ferocity, giving all he can possibly muster to his sacrifice, every thrust seemed to be a hit from the reactions her body was giving off, and as it came close to climax, it sped up for an epic ending, the picture he had of her on her knees, just within his grasp, faster it thrusted, and as a result of the increased intensity, her hands reacted and dug her nails into the flesh of its thigh, the creature growled, enjoying it, a little too much infact as it was close to climax, its hand around her mouth loosens unaware to the creature currently enthralled in what seemed to be the hunt of it’s life, but as its hand slips and he moves in to bite her neck leaving its mark on her before blessing her face with its seed, she lets out a soft enticing moan,”FUCK!” she said, it thought it didn’t hear right, but it was proven wrong as she took its loose hand, same hand that was around her mouth, and placed it firmly on her left breast, her hand atop its own making sure it doesn’t fall off, then she moves her ass back outward gently, almost like she wanted it to ram through the very gates of gehenna with its dick nestled firmly in her pussy, pounding away, she throws her head back as it instinctively bites her neck and she groans,”don’t you dare fucking cum, give me everything!!” At this point the creature is going hard as a motherfucker on its sacrifice, wondering who the real sacrifice is, going at it a while longer, it cums inside of her and slides out……
“kneel before your condemnation” she says as the creature, bewildered,its eyes meeting her face, eyes as fierce as the sharingan i feel them pressuring me, commanding me to bow before my condemnation. The creature falls to its knees, eyes fixated between her legs, tsukuyomi, is that you? it thought… “do you desire liberation creature?” she asks. “Well, you’ll have to embrace your condemnation and through it, you shall find release” as she said the words, she placed both her hands behind the creatures head and gently pulled it straight towards her vagina, and the creature obliged in its search for her sweet sweet release, licking vertically on the first two licks, flat tongued so she could feel its desire and her body told it that she did, kissing the inside of her vaginal lips, licking, kissing and sucking gently upwards towards her clit, where it licked and flicked for the sake of the sweet release she was offering him, it helped that she tasted exotic, like a sweet you can’t figure the taste of, so you keep licking out of curiosity at first, but then you get motivated and really put your neck in it…it was the taste of pleasure, pure and unadulterated, addictive and mesmerizing, completely overwhelming….and then she blessed me, like rain clouds on a hot summer day, she washed away the creature with her special sauce, and as he opened his eyes, in the reflection of the car he no longer saw a beast that needed to be appeased every now and then, but a man free of his dark shackles. Leaving me in my reborn state, she goes to the hood of the car, and lays back on it, and summons me, as i approach, she lifts her knees up saying,”approach the gates of your freedom as you gaze down upon your conquest”…… i’m hard as diamond rocks again in a single instant, and i place my hands on her hips for that grip and pull, inserting just the tip in as i pull her down on the rest of my dick, thrashing and thrusting, it was a melodious symphony of grunts and moans and fucks and yeah and fuck yeah come on, and the whole time i have my head up, but after about 30 minutes i begin to lose pace, i start to tire, and before i know it my head comes down, i open my eyes, and as i thrust away i am hypnotized by the bouncing of her gorgeous breasts, no pair of things had ever looked so beautiful, and with her mouth open, moaning, gasping, groaning, a tune starts to play in my head, almost like an orchestra, and she suddenly begins to twirl her hips on my dick taking my finger and putting it in her mouth sucking it softly saying, “hai hai, otou-samaaaaaaa”, and my previously weak and fatigued legs gained new power and invigoration as the melody in my head developed into a full blown song with lyrics to never be forgotten…”FEET DON’T FAIL ME NOW, TAKE ME TO THE FINISH LINE” and as i approach said finish line, i start to feel weightless, and my eyes meet hers, such powerful dark eyes, able to tame savage beasts but with her feminine touch, i start to fade as she tells me to embrace my freedom as everything turns to black…….
And as i find solace in this darkness, a voice calls to me saying,”hey, you ok?” i open my eyes to find this same goddess before me, i ask what happened
“i went to get a refill for my coffee” she says
“huh?” he said, checking the time again, it was barely 12:55 pm, “i could’ve sworn we been talking for hours though, it was even dark outside and shit” he continued.
“Pretty sure i just went to get a refill of my coffee though, and it didn’t take me three minutes” she said a little confused now
“So we’re still in the same airport, still waiting on our flights?” he asked
“well, yeah, of course we are” she said
“man this is one hell of a high, i swear i lived a whole couple of hours while you were gone” he said
“well, i went to get more coffee, and you started listening to lana del rey” she said
“ok i gotta slow down with the drugs, that was too much of a trip” he said
“what did you hallucinate?” she asks
“uhh in simple terms, you liberated me from a nature i didn’t realize needed liberation” he said
“like that part of dream states where your brain is awake but its like it takes a minute for the connection to reach the rest of your body? the disrupted boundary between dream state and reality?” she asked
“yeah, exactly like that you know, how defense mechanisms don’t always work” he said
“did it hurt?” she asked
“well there’s pain that hurts, and then there’s pain that alters, i mean you don’t know how little you matter until you’re on your own in the middle of arkinsaw, so thank you” he said
“aww, i aim to please my conquests” she said
Now at this point, i remember always thinking from my numerous business and life experiences i found that tact is the ability to describe others as they see themselves, but this piece of serenity before me, this embodiment of beauty, intellect, wonder, she’s not just tactful, she’s practical because she’s been responding in a way that lets me see me as i wish to see myself. Maybe that’s what gives her eyes that gleam of power that arouses this need to take her, as she says,”what are you waiting for?”. Before the words completely leave her mouth, the entire airport seemed to disappear, it was just us, the table between us, and a world of blackness. No sooner do i hear the words and throw myself across the table, so i can snatch her soul…but i find that i can’t move, i’m rooted to the chair, no restraints but i can’t move and she starts to come towards me, “what’s going on?” i ask….wait did she call me her conquest? i could’ve sworn this is some type of de javu.
“Didn’t i tell you already? God doesn’t play dice, i will have you….you think you’re ready for me?”
Now i couldn’t speak…as she unzipped my pants took my dick out, averted her eyes so they’d be looking at me smack in the face, taunting me, she licks vertically from the base up the shaft, tongue kisses the tip before engulfing my dick whole, all the while her gaze doesn’t flinch, flutter or fumble as bolts of pleasure shoot through me, but her eyes maintain dominance over me, as i groan out in sexual satisfaction, maintaining her hold as she works the tip, i wanna touch her but i can’t move, what is this power? duffy are you behind the scenes somewhere? is this her bird cage? i’mma tweetie for the day i guess. She sucks and spits, asking,”daddy wants me to make it sloppy for him?” as she slurps me up and just when i think i can’t take anymore, my head facing the endless sky of darkness, i suddenly feel the soft, moist, tight pussy slip on my dick and as her ass meets the base of my crotch, our eyes meet again, in her eyes, i see myself being owned, “who’s soul is getting snatched again?” she leans in and places her lips on my ears and whispers,”i’ll have you begging me not to stop with everything you have” and just as she’s about to ride me into unholy oblivion….next thing i know, i’m waking up, knife in my hand, blood everywhere, bed, sheets, clothes and hands…there’s something solid and kind of mangled on the floor as i try to collect my thoughts once more and think to myself……….”oh no, i did it again”