Everything Fades Away

An Excerpt (expletives redacted)

Lust is the benefit of self at the expense of others.
Love is the benefit of others at the expense of self.

The first lick lasted the longest. It sent shivers up my spine, throughout my bloodstream, across my chest, and back down my stomach to the nucleus of my pussy. It had been so long since a man had laid such strong yet gentle hands on my body. Too damn long. My nightly routine of masturbating myself into a climatic frenzy was no longer enough. Then again, it was never enough, nor would it ever be enough.

The f-ked-up part was that I didn’t care. I didn’t care that I was married. I didn’t care that we were risking exposure—possibly even arrest—in a public place. I didn’t even care that I had failed to inquire about his name—first or last—or had neglected to break out a condom. Hell, I didn’t have a condom. I was a married woman whose better half was deployed to Afghanistan, fighting daily in the trenches to protect all of us back on American soil, including myself, especially myself, the one who had always possessed the key to his heart.

I had breath mints, a hairbrush, and a jump drive with my uncompleted work from the office on it, but no condoms. Married, faithful women don’t need to tote them around. Up until that very moment, I had never even conceived an act of f—king someone other than my husband. I had converged on the mall that night for a hundred-dollar laptop from Best Buy and ended up with an elephantine d—k embedded inside of me.

Momma would be so ashamed of her baby girl; a fleeting thought passed through my mind as he continued to plant kisses up and down my bare back. Then something indescribable overwhelmed me as I turned around, freed his billy, dropped to my knees, spit-shined it and then swallowed him whole, flinging all of my morals, wedding vows, and inhibitions into the wind.

My first suck lasted the longest. I practically impaled my throat with his d—k. I inhaled him so deep that if his organ had been a bullet, it would have passed clean through my skull into the encased glass behind me. As I glanced up into his beautiful brown eyes and his handsome face with an expression of immense pleasure on it, I realized that I was about to leap into an abyss of desire that would be damn near impossible for either one of us to control.

I did not know him but I had been patiently waiting for his arrival. I had never been able to comprehend what shape or form he would appear in but I heard him when he drove up into my wet, very wet, dick-deprived life. It’s about damn time, I thought as I felt his piping hot jism begin to drizzle, in turn transforming my p—sy into an inferno hotter than the flames of hell.