Hi Ada” – the message read in my message requests on instagram, it had been sent since 2 days ago. I didn’t respond because I am usually wary about reading “starter messages”, if your message does not contain exactly what you want to say, then I won’t read it or bother with it.
This fear of replying “starter messages” began in my 5th or 6th month of starting meafterdarkk. Someone would write “hi”, I’d respond with hello and next thing would be a torrent of requests or a slew of awkward questions that they know I’d never respond to. Since then, if I see hello or hi, I wait until the person writes exactly what it is they really want to say before I respond.
Later that evening, while I was replying messages, that same person, let’s call him Brian had written again, “errrmmm, I don’t know if you’d see this, but I’m a big fan of your work, i actually followed you sometime in May and I have been stuck on your page, my birthday is next week and I usually celebrate but I would like to have a very different experience this time around , I want to watch you write, I have seen what you do when you say people should write one word and you’d make a story out of it, i will give you one word, watch you write a story out of it and I want you to read that story to me”
“OK, this is interesting” – I thought, so i replied. I haven’t received such a request before.
“hi” – I wrote back
“Ohh hello Ada” – Brian replied almost immediately. “wow, I didn’t think you would reply me” – Brian replied “let’s say your request is atypical” – I replied. “Yeaa I know, but what do you think, I can pay for the time” – Brian replied “Of course, you’ll pay for my time, I’d be revealing myself to you, that’s not something my team will advise, but if I must, it must translate to value” – I wrote
“of course Ada, I don’t mind it, can I have a few friends over, just a couple of guys, what do you like to drink?” – Brian asked
“Let’s not jump the gun, tell me about you, what you do, send me a picture of you, what date your birthday is, how many people you are expecting and how many hours you’d need me to give to you” – I wrote. “hours? Can I have you for like a week” – Brian said.
“😂😂 you can’t afford it” – I replied
He went on to tell me about himself, it was quite vague but I understand, not everyone would want to reveal themselves completely, he was expecting no more than 13 people, i was to write a story out of any word he chooses and i will read it out to him and his friends.
I requested for his phone number and promised to give him a call.
When I called Brian, the voice on the other end was husky and melodious. The “Hello Ada” dragged a cold sweat down my back, I had to take a couple of deep breaths to remind myself that this was business. “Ohh you have my number” – I asked. “Yes I’ve had it for a while, just too chicken hearted to call” “OK I’m calling to acquaint myself with you basically, to get a feel of your person, I wouldn’t agree to do it if the vibe is off here” – I said “I understand, can I ask you a question, I already know you won’t respond to it but I’ll ask anyway… Are all your stories real?” – Brian said “you already know I won’t respond, so why ask. I can answer any other questions as long as it doesn’t border on my anonymity” – I responded.
We talked for a while, he sounded very mature, quite in control, calm not unnecessarily jumpy or anything like that. It was as if i was speaking to a long lost friend. He wanted to know what my time would cost for him but I informed Brian, I don’t talk business, I used to, but then I made serious mistakes by jumping to meet with people before the deal was finalised and now I have stopped discussing business in its entirety, I have a team that handles that, they will call him and discuss contracts and payments. He was ok with it and I ended the call.
I will not say how much exactly was reached in the agreement but it was in six figures, I was going to come with a bodyguard and i was free to wear whatever I wanted.
On the day of the party, I wore a red lingerie underneath a long wrap coat. I wasn’t required to, but what kind of sex writer goes to a private reading session and is not looking sexy. My shoes, stilettos, my nails manicured, my lips blood stained red and a gold mask covering my face.
The security detail I had towered over me like a giraffe.
When we got to the house, Brian was outside waiting to take me in. “Hello” – he said “Hi Brian, my name is Ada” – I responded
Oh My Fucking gawd, this guy looks like chocolate wrapped in chocolate, well groomed, beards, skin, nails. I had already started planning on how I was going to fuck him, i didn’t care how it wasn’t stated in my contract but I was going to. “Hi Ada, my name is Brian” – he said, smiling and revealing a perfect set of teeth.
I wanted to kiss him but I held back . He held my hands and walked me into his house.
There were a couple of people seated, more guys than girls, i greeted the ladies first, mostly with a hug and introducing myself as Adanne the Happiness connoisseur, they were laughing. Brian stood back, watching me, keenly observing as I took charge of the room, I knew if I could make the ladies see me as a friend and not a competition, the evening was bound to go smoothly, and Truth be told, I learnt this technique from actual strippers. I was passing compliment around as freely as I could, there was a laptop hooked to a TV with a HDMI cord.
I took off my jacket, revealing my red lingerie, garter and thigh length stocking.
I heard some girl say “wow, this is really beautiful”
I grabbed a glass and Brian walked over to me and poured me a drink. I sipped on it and asked “so what’s your word Brian and just because you are a birthday boy, I’ll throw in a special for you but you’ll have to strip before I start that special?” The girls cheered, I laughed, Brian’s smile was from ear to ear. His eyes stuck on me, watching my body as I moved, I didn’t hide my flaws, I let my stomach jiggle as I walked, i was fat, there was no hiding that now. When I was ready, I asked Jamiu my body guard to help drag the table closer to me and I sat on the couch, raised my legs and placed them on top the table, i placed the laptop on top of my laps and then one of Brian’s friends connected the HDMI cord proper.
“please can we have the special first” – a girl said, i could see that these were an intellectual bunch, they want their mind fucked before they actually fuck
I got up, walked up to Brian and i started to take off his shirt, he smelled like a mist of oud, his smile electric, a drop of light caught his beards and it glistened.
“you are even more beautiful, than I thought” – he whispered.
“I really am not” – I said as I went behind him to take off his shirt, making sure my hands rubs on his arms and back as I did so, the tension was palpable, eyes fixated on us, you could hear a pin drop, it seemed like we were about to start a sex scene and everyone was holding their breaths and stopping their eyes from blinking lest they miss a moment.
When my hand touched his skin, for me, it was intentional, but he closed his eyes, over excitement coursing through his body and i preyed on it.
When I walked back to the front so I could take off his trousers, i ran my fingers from the top of his back, touching his shoulders gently, i could see his friends watching me, checking out my body and how unashamed I was, I looked and acted like a sexual dominatrix.
I touched his chest, moving my hands slightly down his stomach, Brian was confused, I could see the confusion on his face, the contract explicitly stated, i was not to be touched apart from the regular handshake and a brief hug. The bodyguard was to ensure that the moment anything got physical, he was to whisk me away quickly and that would signify the end of our business. But here I was, running my hands through his body, i wish I could tell him, this was strictly for my own purpose, I wanted him, he seemed like he could scratch some itch I had on my back.
Brian covered his eyes with his hands and i spoke to him – “Are you shy?” – I said, my hands on his body. “Adanne is touching me, what do you think, if you were me, you’d just faint” – he said and we both burst out laughing, because I am me, but i am not fainting.
I took off his zipper, looking at him directly in the eyes, I bent a little, taking off the trousers, while he slid out of them, he had on a white versace brief.
“Sit there” – i pointed at the table, his guys were repeating it to him “Oga sit there, don’t move, Brian let me replace you na, today is also my birthday” – I laughed as I sat down, laptop on my thighs and Brian directly in front of me
I touched his face repeatedly, this was strictly to get a feel of my subject, it felt like this was one of those sexual art classes where a naked man stands and students draw what they see, Brian was my naked man.
I typed on the laptop. Everyone could see what I was typing on the TV, those standing grabbed a chair, Brian got up and got a chair so he can sit and also see the TV too . .
BRIAN
I met Brian today, handsome as fuck… Delete All… Brian, cute, hard….. Delete All…. Type again:
“dark skinned, lips feel like butter mixed with caramel and sprinkled with a graze of pinkness, arms hard like they alone weigh over a 100kg, body like the desert and high mountain lands.
When I stare at you, my nipples stare too, my hands don’t feel like mine, they struggle to rest on your body where they belong. When you speak to me, your voice penetrates my psyche, thrusting deeper and deeper into my mind, finding the spot inside my soul to make me quiver and say “Daddy I want you”
I want you to come and loosen the hooks on my lingerie, let the tawdry cold air fill our bodies as your fingers create new words inside of me, let your fingertips on my back be the last thing I feel as I sit on your other fingers, watching you drag my worries out from inside me “in, out, in, out”
I want to whisper in your ears, moan to your face and scream the roof down, I want you to watch me plaster kisses on your face, take my boobs and suffocate you, but only for a minute, just to show you, without me, without my love, there is no air”
I had been looking down all this while as I typed, I looked up to see Brian’s eyes fixated on me, he was having the ultimate high, his friends staring at my boobs, one of them spoke out. “please Ada, can you suffocate me please?” Brian shoved him aside and I continued. It was a long tale of sex, of lust, of desire, of want… I fucked his mind, but he didn’t know I was writing what I planned to do to him.
After a couple of minutes and with more writing, I could hear the hmmms and aahhss, my audience were immersed in my words, their eyes moving between TV and my body, wondering how I was bringing these words out so quickly, it felt like a real life sex scene was happening, I was preying on their openness, speaking a type of fictional truth, that they could see with their mind’s eye. Everyone was uncomfortable as I moved from kissing to sucking, squishing, licking, it was a complete mind fuck. I was luring everyone, teasing them, dragging them further into my sex maze, making pudendas wet and dicks hard, they were now prisoners of my words only to be set free by an explosive orgasm, a girl on glasses was already kissing some guy next to her, another guy and a girl were somewhere else kissing, jamiu left the room, asking that I keep my phone close and to call him if anything felt off. I could see he was getting uncomfortable, sex was in the air. Here are some excerpts from the story. “kneel and worship this pussy, kiss it, speak to it, watch as it gushes out fountains of love only for you my king, kiss it again, tell it, its yours. Ask me to sit on your face and roll my ass on your tongue or would you prefer I turn around and show you that ass, while I drag my soft tongue up and down your balls, lick and suck on your balls while my ass bounces on your face, do you like the view my king? Or would you like me to dance standing across you, letting the sweetness of my pussy drip down my thigh to your skin…. “
As I wrote, I could see one of Brian’s friends opening the door for some girls to come in. Party was already turning into an Orgy. Nobody waited for me to even complete the story before they disappeared into the room, leaving just me and Brian in the living room.
My audience was down to one guy with an erection that could no longer be hidden.
He got up, his hands covering his dick. “I have to say, you are really good at what you do, everyone has disappeared” – he said managing to bring out a laughter that didn’t get anywhere. “Apparently so” – I replied and continued “would you like me to wait for them and continue when they are done.
“naaa, they would be longggg” – Brian said.
I got up and grabbed my jacket and i draped it over my body, as Brian did the same, he was buttoning his shirt and when I turned around, moans and screams from the rooms were filtering into the living room. We both laughed and Brian asked “are you ready to leave now?” – “errm Yea, let me call my sugar daddy to come and get me” – I responded and sent a text to jamiu. “can I see your face?” – Brian asked, his hands placed across his face. “why, I’m not as pretty as you think i am. What you have seen so far is way better, I don’t want to ruin the experience for you” – I said, laughing. “I don’t mind Ada” – Brian said, moving closer to me and holding my hands. His hands were cold to touch and I could hear my breath racing. I was horny, sometimes when I write, I get turned on and always want to make out and today was one of those days.
I sat back down on the couch and brian sat on the table in front of me, looking at me, wondering what I was like under this mask. “ok I will make a deal with you, I’m staying at a hotel not far from here, you go with me and I’d let you see what I look like” “Are you sure” – Brian asked? “the choice is yours” – I said and turned to leave. Jamiu knocked on the door and Brian went to open it. I grabbed my phone and walked to the door. Brian was right behind me, jamiu drove us to the hotel and went to his room while I and Brian went into mine. The moment we got into my room, I took off the jacket, walked up to Brian and planted a kiss on his lips. “Ohh gawdd” – for him, this was a dream come true, I just wanted to fuck, to get it off my system.
I kissed him for a while, teasing him, running my hands through his body as his arms enveloped me, he held me like I was a baby, I didn’t feel as fat as I knew I was.
He kissed me hungrily, searching for the hook to my lingerie, unhooked it and held me away from his body so he could look at my boobs. “Ohh fuck” – he said, lifting me up and placing me on the bed, his mouth angrily devouring my nipples, sucking on it with a certain tenderness and rush. He stopped licking, looked at me and said
“I want to see your face”. I replied – “if you can make me cum, then I’ll show you”
Brian resumed sucking, alternating between my boobs, the sides, center and under my boobs, his mouth was everywhere. I was loosing my mind, doing my best to act tough, like I was a pro at this.
He got up from the chair and laid me on the bed, and removed my lingerie while I raised my bum slightly to help him. He kissed my legs, drawing gentle lines up my thighs, the cold air freezing each kiss as it drops, etching it into my skin like a tattoo. This was a night of appreciation, a night of worship, a night for ego and pride and lust. I stop my thoughts for a few minutes and I listen for a few moments, then I am reminded of the true loveliness of my moans, how they have turned so many a lover on. i can hear the sound of Brian’s body shifting in the sheets, struggling to take off his pants, rubbing on my pussy to make sure i don’t feel his absence. i’m stuck in my quagmire of thoughts, wondering if i was doing the right thing, this was a business, i wasn’t supposed to sleep with a client (but damn i was so horny), writing does that to me, because i always had to relive the moments as i typed. i heard the sound of the bed’s creaking wood ,when i felt it; that long tongue plastered down my butt to my vulva. It slithered away, splashing kisses and wetness, my pussy went into a frenzied spasm, contracting and releasing bouts of wetness back at its attacker. I moaned: “Aaaah Fuck! ohh my gawd, on my fucking gawd”- Brian looked at me, sending this very brief message in that five seconds “I am going to take my time”. He kept licking my pussy, tongue long as fuck, i had to hold his head up for a few minutes so i could look at his tongue, “the snake slithers, it was alive, like it had a life of its own” “Damnn you have a really long tongue” – I said to Brian
He laughed and said “its so i could make you love me”
i burst into laughter, this nigga was trying to pull a line on me …. Really though? i was the worst person to try a pickup line on, i would end up schooling you!
“Come sit on my face, i want to touch your ass… i must say you have a banging body” – Brian said, wriggling his way out of the embarrassing laugh i was dishing. “you mean fat body right” – i replied and kissed him, pushing my tongue deep inside his mouth so his could caress mine.
i pushed him on the bed, stood up, turned around so my ass was facing him, bent my back and twerked my ass , he lifted his body and stretched his hands to smack my ass “Ohh damn” – i heard him moan, the sheer excitement coming from him turned me on, there are only a few things that are quite as empowering as a hot man that wants to fuck , or that’s excited to fuck you . i turned around facing him, squeezing my boobies together and dancing to an imaginary song, watching his hands move all over my thighs. i knelt down and sat on his face, grinding my pussy back and forth , sucking in my fat stomach just so i could see what that tongue was doing . i placed my hands on the wall, gently dragging myself up so i could fuck his face, i bounced my ass up and down his face and with every downward movement , i could feel his tongue slithering inside my vulva, Brian gave me the best head, i have ever received (yes Brian you gave me the best head, you can now double your shoulder pad— Don’t worry , Brian understands this joke, he’s reading this story and he gets it). His tongue had this way of thinning so it could go into the hole, imagine a tongue inside your freaking pussy, not on top , i mean inside, INSIDE! This was no basic tongue fucking, this tongue fucking went to Harvard for a bachelors, then a fucking PhD at Yale.
As the tongue fucked my vagina, i knew i was going to cum, my eyes were rolling backwards and i knew if i came before him, there’d be no sex for him, so i got up from ontop of him and screamed “fuck me please, please fuck me” “NO babe, i don’t want to” – Brian said and got up.
Wait, What?… “what do you mean” – I said, getting irritated at the petty games, is this some ploy to play “i can make want you” game. i was not in the mood for it, i just wanted to fuck and be done with it.
“Ada, you have a tendency of dumping your dates after you fuck them and i would like to see you again , so no , i am not having sex with you , besides i am not a fan of one night stands. i know you are horny, which is the only reason you brought me here, the way you were while we were drawing up contracts was quite strict but at the party, you were very very different. i can make you cum, so we can proceed to have a decent conversation, but I am not having sex with you….” – Brain said, he paused for a few minutes trying to gauge my reaction, i was wearing a mask so he couldn’t see my eyes clearly, he continued “besides i am not that cheap” . Then i laughed, while i was laughing, brian bent down and resumed licking my pussy. If he was trying to impress me, he definitely did.
while he was making sucking sounds on my pussy and kissing my thighs for added effect, i was moaning and screaming and rubbing on his head and begging him not to stop.he was very consistent at slurping and kissing my pussy lips, in less than 10 minutes, i was already screaming like i was going crazy “ohhh don’t stop, im fucking cummmmmiiiiiinnnngggg” then i felt the fluid draining out of my body . “ohhh Gawd, ohhh dear gawd” – i was short of breath, the cum just kept draining out of my body. “here” – Brian said and passed me a can of coke he found in the fridge. he opened it and gave it to me, sitting across me, i quickly gulped to replenish the “life” i just lost. the orgasm wa explosive “so do i see your face now” – Brian asked.
i fell flat to the bed, ignoring his question because i needed to catch my breath. He came and laid beside me , kissing my arms and my back. We talked for a while before he announced that he had a meeting early in the morning and he had to go home but would be back to meet me in the hotel after the meeting and he hoped that i would hold up my end of my bargain. I just laughed.
The next morning, I left the hotel before his meeting ended, Hence Brian’s new nickname for me “madam promise and disappear”.
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