THE DARKNESS
โHi, my name is Sean and Iโm a kleptomaniac.โ Also, Iโm a narcissistic bastard that has a tendency to over indulge in basically every single thing thatโs bad for you. But everyone here doesnโt need to know all of that shit though.
โHi, Sean.โ Everyone collectively said the words together in the same dead voice while staring back at me with the same dead eyes. Weโre all only partially living here, right?
I glance around at the half-ass circle of dead-ass individuals around me and basically just want to fucking off myself right now. Fucking pathetic, the lot of them.
โSean is the newest member of our group this evening...โ and thatโs when I zone the fuck out because this dude, whoโs rocking a remarkably shit haircut, knows not a fucking thing about me. Every word that falls from his monotonous mouth will fall on my deaf ears.
I let out a long sigh as I glance around the circle of disappointments around me. Thatโs when my eyes land on a particular disappointment, more precisely, a girl. A girl with pitch-black hair who is continually clenching her thighs together in my direct line of vision.
What the fuck is that about?
I look up into her round sapphire eyes. Well, I think theyโre sapphire. I donโt really fucking care about the color because the way sheโs biting her lip tells me she wants my dick. Yup. The way sheโs nibbling on that plump bottom lip that is undoubtedly covered in come-in-my-mouth pink is screaming fuck me.
I canโt help the smirk that plasters itself on my face as I hold her stare. I see her body basically reverberating in her seat just from the eye contact. Sheโs probably soaking wet right now.
Oh, sweetheart. If you look like that just from this stare youโre not even going to be able to begin to fathom what the rest of me could do to you.
After a few minutes of making her squirm under my stare itโs her turn to speak. Sheโs mumbling nervously about whatever issue sheโs here for but Iโm not listening to a fucking word. Well, I do pick up on a few key factors. Firstly, her name is Tabitha. Wait, scratch that. Firstly, she is a recovering sex addict. Secondly, her name is Tabitha.
The only way, if at all, Iโm going to remember her name is if I think of her as too-much-make-up Tabitha. Honestly, it wonโt even matter because in about, I look up at the caged-in clock on the wall, forty-five minutes Iโm going to have those plump pink lips wrapped around my dick until I fucking explode.
Everyone continues to share as they go around in a fucking circle. They share all their pathetic stories. About all their pathetic lives. All of their so-called fucking horror that lead them up to this pathetic fucking point.
I am apparently the only one here who doesnโt want to share my entire god forsaken life story. I run my hand through my hair impatiently. If this wasnโt court mandated I wouldnโt fucking be here. No fucking way would I have ever come to a place like this. I loathe places like this. A place to fucking pow-wow about your rampant addiction. Well, in my case, addictions. Yes, addictions. Plural. Itโs a no-go zone for me.
At this moment in time Iโd rather be drowning myself in a bottle of whiskey while...
Fuck, whatโs her name?
Anyway, while whatever-her-name-is blows me into oblivion. Well, in letโs see, five minutes or so, itโs going to happen. I glance back up to meet her line of vision again. Sheโs looking at me just like I thought sheโd be. I smirk at her again because sheโs basically salivating as my tongue slowly licks between my lips in the most seductive way I can conjure. The action causes her to squirm from head to toe.
This girl is going to hyperventilate once she sees my dick.
After what seems like a lifetime the meeting comes to a close. Everyone slowly stands and stretches. Some people stay to chatter but I just want to get out of this dank basement right fucking now. I glance over at, fuck, whatโs her name? too-much-make-up... Tabitha. Thatโs right, Tabitha.
Sheโs looking directly at me with those large who-cares-what-color eyes. I incline my head towards the stairs before I make my way up them. I donโt need to look to see if sheโs following because I damn well know sheโs hot on my tail.
Once up the stairs I look around. Where the fuck was that bathroom? โItโs this way,โ her sultry voice says coming up behind me. She grabs my hand and basically drags me down the hall.
Once we arrive she busts open the door and flicks on the light to the mid-sized shitty bathroom. I fucking hate the smell of church bathrooms. I turn around and lock the door and by the time I turn back around Iโve got Tabitha dropping to her knees in front of me.
โYou look like youโd be killer in the sac.โ She mutters something else to herself as she begins to undo my belt with haste. Hopefully itโs not some voodoo cock witchcraft but at this point I donโt really care.
โKiller in the sac?โ I canโt help but laugh as I repeat her words. โYouโre right because I am.โ I grunt as she pulls my already rock-solid cock from my pants.
โHoly fuck!โ She gasps and the irony is not lost on me because there is nothing particularly holy about whatโs about to happen right now. โJesus, youโre so big, Sean.โ She looks hungrily up at me from her heavily lined eyes.
I have the fucking sex addict surprised with my size? Thanks for boosting my ego, sweetheart. You really didnโt need to. My ego is larger than life as it is.
I quirk an eyebrow at her. โYou just going to stare at it or are you going to let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?โ That pretty little mouth covered in that perfect little color.
Her eyes immediately darken as if Iโd presented her with a task that sheโd always wanted to be given. She opens her mouth wide and practically devours me like a god damn hoover vacuum. I wrap my hands in her fake black hair and bob her head on me. Iโm practically choking her but she doesnโt seem to mind. No, she complies willing loosening all the muscles of her throat and taking all of me like the pro she clearly is.
โFuck!โ I exclaim when she spits all over the tip of my throbbing cock only to devour me all over again. She bobs her head up and down over me gliding her hand in time with her mouth.
I fucking love this sight. This has always been a favorite of mine. The sight of a woman jerking me off into their mouth like their life depends on it. Fucking perfection.
The noises coming from her mouth make me feel like sheโs feeling about as much pleasure as I am right now. I look down and notice this little vixenโs other hand is shoved down her pants. Sheโs getting off to sucking my cock. I thrust harder into her mouth feeling like Iโm about to shoot loads into it like a fucking spigot.
โYou better start rubbing that clit faster, sweetheart.โ I give her no other warning before spewing into her mouth. I canโt help myself as a feral moan escapes my lips while my face contorts into some crazy looking animal. Iโm fucking sure of it.
Tara, wait no, Tab? I donโt even fucking remember her name. Whatever-her-name-is slides her mouth off my still quivering cock and swallows. Good girl. I cant help but smirk as I look down at the girl who is still on her knees.
โSame time next week?โ I say it with a tone full of arrogance as I stuff myself back into my pants. She just looks up at me and nods seemingly dumbfounded as I exit the bathroom.
Iโm sure this is not what churches mean when they ask you to come to Christ.
