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  Normally I have a set price, but for him because I wanted to fuck him too, I played along with his game.

  He smiled licking his lips undressing me in his mind.

  “How much you think.” I whispered in his ear.

  He gave me a once over. “300” He said

  “SOLD!” I said giggling banging my fake gavel on the counter.

  It was early so we drank, talked, danced, laughed, and got fucked up.

  By three in the morning my pussy was starting to tsunami, I was ready to be fucked.

  “What time you have to be home?” I questioned on the way to the hotel.

  I started to give him that hand work. I wanted to see what he was working with.

  I wasn't disappointed he had a nice bulge in between his legs and I couldn't wait to feel him inside of me.

  “Late night early morning at the office.” He said.

  I beamed from ear to ear. It's not many clients I wanted to personally fuck, but when I came up on one it excited me.

  I pulled out his magic stick then leaned over in his lap so I could suck him during the ride.

  “Damn baby you can't wait.” He moaned while I took a mouth full of balls, and dick into my throat.

  I moaned on his dick coming back up for air gargling the saliva I accumulated on his penis head.

  “I'm just warming you up baby I’m about to take good care of you.” I whined.

  The harder I sucked the louder he moaned. I could feel the car increasing speed a few times.

  “Oh shit what are you doing to me?” He moaned

  He was doing the best he could to drive his car, and play with my kitty at the same time.

  He started coming in my mouth. I swallowed as he skeeted, he began begging me to stop.

  He slowed almost to a complete stop.

  “I can't take it please please stop!” He begged.

  I laughed at the sound of him begging for my mercy, that shit always turned me on.

  “I gotta clean my plate daddy.” I whispered.

  I finished him off right as we were pulling into the Red Roof Inn.

  I had him undress me right then and there. He was so confused to why I was getting naked in the car.

  “Wait sweetie what are you doing?” He asked.

  “I want you right here right now. I reached around him, and put his seat back as far as it would go.

  I had him raise the steering wheel so I would have more room after I hurried him out his pants.

  He didn't know what to do with himself. I'm sure no one has taken advantage of him in this way.

  I climbed on top of him and put his dick in me before sitting completely down.

  He moaned in the pleasure of my tight juicy kitty. I began to ride him slowly as he cupped both my breast in his hands

  He placed the gentlest kisses on each of my nipples, following a suck and a nibble. It ran chills all through my body. Once in a while I come across a lover that makes me feel a type a way.

  They make me wish I would have made them use protection. Protect them, not expose them to my toxins.

  It was too late he was deep inside me and my waterfall flowed all over him.

  From that night on I could slow down on my grind if I wanted to.

  He covered every bill in my apartment, and was also the only man who knew where I lived.

  If there were nights I wasn't up to going out it didn't matter.

  Between the money I had saved and him I was good.

  My other top paying client was a man name Meeche.

  He was light skinned, stood 5’9, and was every bit of about six hundred pounds.

  He wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn't for his weight.

  He and his wife were together almost seventeen years, and were each other’s first loves.

  Somewhere along the lines Meeche let himself go.

  His wife maintained herself, and was still quite a looker.

  She stopped having sex with him some time ago.

  One day I was shopping at Walmart, and ran into him.

  Though I wasn't attracted to him his conversation was nice.

  We set at the food court talking for two hours.

  Like all the men before, he was like an open book.

  I knew how many kids he had, how long he and his wife been married, and so on.

  We exchanged information, and it went from there.

  It took about a month for him to say he would love to be with a woman like me.

  That's when I explained to him my line of work.

  There was a long pause on the phone, but he finally agreed.

  I had never been with a man his size before! I was telling myself I could do this. I needed to do this as this potentially was good money I could miss out on. I had myself convinced until the day we were schedule to get together. We met at the room at 8pm, and he already told me that he couldn't stay the night, which was fine by me.

  My fee for what he wanted would be two hundred dollars. He wanted me to suck on his volcano until it exploded while he played with my pussy, maybe suck on my boobs and feel on me a little.

  Once in the room I like to get straight to business, plus I knew he needed to leave.

  We had a few shots of Remy before I started helping him out his cloths.

  Once he was undressed I realized I was going to need more than two shots to tame this beast.

  I walked back to the dresser to start undress, and took a long drink right out the bottle.

  Afterwards I slowly and seductively started to undress for him. He took a seat on the bed, and started to massage his dick.

  My stomach was upside down at the site of him, his breast were bigger than mines!!

  His penis was much larger than I expected, but watching him hold up his stomach was disgusting. Even worse when I got down on my knees to deliver him pleasure the smell was horrifying.

  It smelled like the scent in the back of someone ear creases.

  I could tell he tried to freshen up before he got there it just wasn't enough.

  I would hold back tears and my stomach contents as I sucked him off.

  I couldn't even enjoy the massive size of his dick because of the smell. I was working fast hoping he would hurry up, and pop.

  “Get up here with me.” He requested

  I stopped sucking and rolled my eyes. Honoring his demand I climbed in bed with him.

  His dick was rock hard and his face was fireball red.

  “I would like to change my request” He was barely able to get out from being out of breath.

  It was hard, but I had to go back in actress mode.

  “What's that baby? What would you like?” I said rolling tongue across my lips.

  “I want the full blown everything. I want to make love to you, I have the money it's no problem.” He said.

  Man was I not prepared for him to say that! Over the time we been talking and hanging out, I grown to like him.

  I didn't want to put him at risk in anyway but I wasn't turning down any money. This was my profession to give them what they wanted.

  “Did you bring a condom?” I ask while playing with the tip of his dick.

  He nodded his head no.

  “I’m cool I trusted you.” He said.

  Chapter 10

  That night after he left for the first time in over ten years I was sick and disgusted with my own self.

  I wanted to feel pain, any type of pain. I wanted my skin to be peeled off my body.

  Soon as he closed the door behind him I melted to the floor, and cried my eyes out.

  Never did I think there would be a time I would harm a person I would call a friend outside these walls.

  I don't know if it was the drink or what, but I felt like it was a bunch of people in my head all speaking to me at once.

  I got up from the floor I went to the bathroom to start the shower I paused at the mirror looking at myself.

  Looking long and hard at myself. “Why are you such a monster?” I a
sked myself.

  Who am I? My family didn't raise me to be this way, my tears started to flow louder and harder.

  I stood there watching myself cry until the hot showers steam filled the bathroom, and fogged the mirror.

  They heat from the shower burned the hell out my ass, but it was welcomed pain.

  I'm a bad person I deserved it. I thought about the countless men I been with unprotected.

  Why do I have to be so fucked up? I was so angry I started punching the shower wall over, and over again.

  The tub started to turn red from the blood gushing from my fist.

  I stayed in the shower until the water was no longer burning, but freezing cold.

  Why can't I be normal?

  I never went to sleep I laid there looking at the ceiling. I don't know that I ever cried this much before.

  Tears and blood stained the once white sheets. The knock on the door from housekeeping was my cue it was time to leave.

  I took a cab back to my place, and I didn't go anywhere for the rest of the day. I wouldn’t accept any client’s calls.

  It was time for change; I just didn't know where to start. This couldn't be my life forever.

  I had moments like this very often, it should had been a sign that it was time to stop living this life.

  I would feel pity for myself for a day then I would be right back at it again.

  That day after I left Cincinnati I knew I would never be returning again.

  Dayton was really one of the few places I stomped around in which is why I picked to settle.

  Lina was dead, and Monet was born. I had already died my hair black, and changed up the way I looked

  It took work, and I do mean HELLA work to create a whole new identity.

  I needed new everything. I had a list of changes and goals I wanted to meet with a time frame.

  Becoming Monet was the hardest thing, but once that was done I could enroll in school.

  I wasn't sure what my major was going to be, but I would figure it out. I also had to find a new clinic for my medications.

  Normally, depending where I am I would dress down like I was homeless, and go to a free clinic.

  Everything was in order and in its place until I made that trip to the clinic.

  I was sitting on top of the world no one could tell me nothing.

  I was so proud of myself. I hadn't slept with a man for money in over five months.

  I was enrolled in school, and doing well might I add. School was never an issue for me anyway.

  I knew I would do good and at some point graduate at the head of my class.

  I threw on my dress down clothes, and headed to the board of health, it was time for a checkup.

  My medications were getting low plus they had to do a whole new work up on me.

  I always played stupid once I was there, telling them I don't remember the city I was living in when I found out I was infected.

  I always tell the truth about my drug addiction. I give them just enough information to get what I need.

  The visit was over an hour long and they took sooooo much blood it wasn't funny. I hated these times.

  I always felt so ashamed but I never blamed Greg not once. I accepted the fact that I made a choice to leave my mother’s home.

  It was three days later the clinic was blowing up my phone wanting me to return back.

  My heart sank to my feet. I knew something was wrong only bad new would call this many times.

  The rest of my day seemed to drag. I probably didn't hear one word my professors said.

  “You’re looking a million percent better.” The nurse said while taking my blood pressure.

  She nodded at what I had on today I had forgotten to go home, and change my clothes.

  “Oh yes umm thank you I found a job.” I said.

  She gave me a warm smile, but something in her eyes said I feel sorry for you.

  Moments later the doctor came into the room, and took a seat at the desk.

  He was going over my chart with a fine tooth comb flicking through each page.

  The nurse finished up my vitals, and left the room, he cleared his throat before speaking to me.

  “There's no other way to say this Monet, but your disease has progressed. We are ordering more blood work.” He said.

  “I'm shocked you haven't been having symptoms, have you been sick.” He questioned

  I shook my head no unable to speak, my voice box was broken.

  “Wow you are one rare case I'm unsure where to even go with your treatment from hear.” He said.

  “I want to love Doctor Marshall.” I cried.

  I closed my eyes while speaking to him, tears squeezed through my eyelids and rolled down my face.

  I became emotionally undone, he gave me time to collect myself, but I couldn’t. I felt as if someone was sitting on my chest holding a pillow over my face.

  He walked over to the sink and got me a glass of water. I couldn't believe what he was saying.

  “So what's next?” I asked

  He handed me a napkin so I could dry my face, and blow my nose.

  “Well to be honest I really don't know, you’re not like any typical case I've treated.” He said.

  “For now I’m going to consult some team members, and go from there…” He paused.

  “I want you to continue to take all medications as ordered.” He said.

  On the ride home I thought about all the times I would stop taking my medications.

  Sometimes it would be months. I finally took a stand in my life to try and get some control

  Now I think it's too late! I wasn't all the way honest with the doctor about my health.

  I had days where I was fatigue it was a struggle getting out the bed. I also left out my weight loss.

  I went from one hundred forty pounds to one twenty. I didn't notice really until my clothes stopped fitting me and I had to buy a whole new wardrobe.

  I broke down in his office, but I wasn't about to stop living I came this far and I’m not turning back!!!

  I went home made me some dinner than took the longest bath ever it felt so gooooood.

  The lights were off and the only sound I heard was the fish tank in the other room.

  After thinking long and hard about it I decided to document my life from this point on.

  Wherever and whenever I expire my family will have something to remember me by.

  Something happy something good I know my parents had way hirer hopes for me than I’ve had for myself.

  Tomorrow I will purchase a throw away phone to reach out to my family.

  Tonight though, I’ll relax, take a nap, and then party!

  College life was all that, and then some I wish this was something I done years ago.

  There's a bonfire on campus tonight and I wouldn't miss it for the world, parties here are off the chain.

  After my bath I dried off and put lotion all over me. I drifted off to sleep before I knew it.

  I kept dreaming the same thing over, and over, and again about SEX!!!!!

  It had been months since I had dick down my throat, fingers in my ass, and dick deep inside me.

  It was time! I planned on being the very cautious, no more unprotected sex, that person is dead.

  I didn't want to hurt anymore people then I already had. I can't take back the past, but I could make a difference now.

  Chapter 11

  Monet

  I stepped out dressed for early November weather, the air was cold, and crisp.

  The sky was so beautiful filled with stars and a full moon.

  I arrived to a jumping party. The music was on blast it mad packed and they had two fires going.

  People had their clicks they were in, but not I. I still role solo dolo as always, apparently I was going to die this way.

  I walked over to the table to get me a drink and that's where I laid eyes on God himself!

  Okay well maybe not God, but close enough in my eyes. Th
ere stood a tall bald headed man with a mustache and beard that was perfectly trimmed.

  Once I was standing next to him his scent invaded my senses, it sent shock waves through my body.

  It was love at first sight I was hooked without him saying a single word to me.

  He was getting a drink while talking to a few of the women at the bar, nobody that compared to me.

  I bumped into him on purpose to get his attention he turned around to face me.

  “Problem!” I asked.

  “He laughed umm yeah shortie you bumped into me, the proper thing to do is say excuse me.” He said.

  He had this wide smile on his face as he stood there biting his lip like LL waiting on my response.

  “Hmmm the proper thing to do, but I never been the proper type.” I said

  The two girls he was talking to both took deep breaths at the same time getting irritated.

  He didn't care nor did I they were standing there, but it was just us two.

  “Excuse me.” I said extending my hand to shake his.

  “I’m Monet.” I gushed.

  Nothing made me blush, but I could feel the temperature in my body heating up.

  “Monet?” He questioned

  Now I’m laughing, I know that name sounds urban and I’m white, but it also represents beautiful art.

  “Yes Monet do you have a problem?” I said rolling my neck.

  Giving him my best black girl attitude, by this time the other girls were walking away.

  “Damn baby why you so conditioned with yo sexy ass?” He said.

  “So you think I'm sexy.” I replied, Ignoring his question and entertaining his statement.

  “I mean yeah for a white girl. I'm not usually attracted to pink toes.” He said.

  My mouth fell open. I had to run his comment back to myself about the pink toe.

  I'm about sure that was a racist statement coming out his sexy ass mouth.

  “Well damn nigga.” I said boldly.

  Now his mouth is hitting the floor and he's looking like the deer in the headlights.

  My eyes soften, and I crack a smile we both started laughing.

  “Sooooo now the street fight is out the way let me introduce myself PROPERLY!” He said emphasizing on properly.

  “I’m Daze.” He said, as he was extending his hand.