Black Short Stories : The Initiation: Before Marriage

BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE

Nefertum Husia Shayheh
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Gently rocking back and forth in my cold sheets holding myself deeply tucked and stuck in desire. My eyes were closed with cheeks switching places on the pillows from the warm spots to the hottest arms out then moving back around my stomach twisting the indulgence. In the middle of the night around four o'clock, i awoke stark with an erection in a feeling and mind-like state of orgasmicness surging. Scooted upon my bed to the edges so my feet could touch the wooden ground solid. My toes were hot along with my calves ready to run and my thighs became fuller plus all my joints were lubricated. I grabbed myself to squeeze the realness clinching tighter as a fist then rolled my eyes in wander like what could it be even though i haven't dreamed about my boo. My abs were contracting with compression trying to bend upright backwards as my spine corrected itself hearing the pops feeling way better at that time in moment. My bladder was full i could feel it though i did drink enough water plus ate five red ruby grapefruit before settling down to sleep. I said to myself "dayum i gotta piss but it is too hard to bend down" so i waited standing up after walking out my room to the bathroom in the dark stopping at the toilet and meditate quickly while calming down the emotion tranquil the mind manifesting in the physical to be. The words crowded my mind circulating off patterned back and forth loading up the capacity as my erection turned down softly enabling the urine to flow out finally in a rush zipping into the bowl clearly hydrated pointing in the middle of the mouth then relaxing my hands on my waves with arms outwards releasing that deep sigh of relief uggggggghhhhh. The bladder muscle pushed out all it could dripping its drops until i got back on point wiggling the last remains into the toilet bowl but oh i forgot to lift the seat up. Dang! So i go inside the lower cabinets to get the mean green spray tough as nails on contact swish swish on the rim to the floor cause i like to clean from top to bottom regardless. Grabbed the brown paper towels from underneath the bathroom cabinets and tore off a piece that was longer than my body. Ripped the brown paper towel into many sections so i could clean everything. Then afterwards i disposed the soiled towels in the waste bin which were bronze with rose emblems carved into it as two squares made from top to bottom. It was like a vase but three foot long approximate. Turned around and flushed the toilet then stepped off to the sink to wash my hands thoroughly. My erection was back on stronger and the feeling of orgasmicness still on strong too so i walked to the fridge in the kitchen to get some apple juice. Poured a cup of apple juice into the long green mug i got out the kitchen cabinet over the clean dishes by the coffee maker with the coffee grounds still in it from yesterday. I thought the apple juice would occupy my taste-buds with its chilled sweetness guzzling down my appetite delicious! Put down the cup in the sink and walked off bouncing and my baby tar buns was firmer with the moon glistening off them and on my back. I called it the tar baby shining. Yes indeed.
 
Down the hallway looking for an answer and so i just felt my way around without flipping the switch on. Sat back on my bed now chilly from not being occupied of warmth...the chill gave me the goosebumps up my spine from tar baby buns so i just stood up even more stiffer than ever wishing it would just bust out you know? I was not understanding why if i don't sex it comes back even more harder than before? So a voice in my head said "try me...uplift your energy into me and i will produce for i am fertility" and the sound echoed. I was like no way while looking around and holding myself tightly gripping the ground with my toes i could feel the ridges traction down. "Try me...try me??...oh!!! wait a minute! the mental plane!!!! try me!!! okay okay." So i quickly grabbed the paper and pen but my thoughts were running too fast to catch-up so i use muster as the recall method commanding them to standfast at parade rest. The problem was my pad was not in the position for me to write on with my pen....So i opened up my notepad on the laptop and seen where i had left off... my words spoke:

"To the death,
of our depths,
i shall do fore you,
i will protection over you,
so help me in your god name,
we pray together as one amen."

So i added a couple of lines of space to continue my journey from where i left off which was yesterday hanging in my attic where pieces of peace is spread apart across my loft...gosh i felt lost though i was found on my mound of words as the feather and ink. Now inhaling with closed eyes to feel the life of deep abundance before typing my next thought i was in pleasurable pain orgasmically vibrating a pulse and master bait shun was out of the question. I look at me head pointing towards the sky high with intensity unmeasurable as the veins carried the gravity of known like sea salt water scientifically the same as blood though how can i get deeper and rid the physical erection without my boo in heaven?? And that voice came back then appeared as a deep forest bewildered with a stream of glistening reflection leading into the unknown. The forest was more like a jungle and beautifully composed perfectly with a red rose to dark pinkish glow coming from underneath though joined with the stream coming out of it. So i walked along the sides which was mushy and soft mistakenly softer if you press your steps in thinking it was solid. The deeper i went the more butterflies fluttered out from the branches to firm vegetation darker protecting an entrance it seem up ahead. There were double doors darker than the night itself attached to the beautiful tree. The doors seemed alive so i just went up and pushed--wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute! The doors are softer than the ground and tree put together so what in the world is this???? The hummingbirds flew in but there was no nectar though the air was sweet musk aromatically inviting. They flew off...i stepped into the river of reflections but the waters had gotten sticky under my feet. I touched the double doors again and the area moved...i tried to knock on the doors but laughter came out...i tried slapping the doors but shakes started to rumble out...finally i just tried to peel the doors back but they kept shutting back closed with a fluid similar to the river of reflections i was standing in. I couldn't understand it at all though i knew i must have been in the right place as i looked back to make sure nobody was coming. Nobody was coming so i continue to try and open the double doors and found the entrance....the hall of destiny is what i called it with bubbles red and pink twisted shut vibrating live and i didn't have the key to open the center. Then the double doors shut back unexpected slowly though on my body but i bounced back stepping into the puddles backwards almost slipping up. I grab myself with the fluid on my hand and saw my balls turn like revolution which was my testimony fore life of life. All of a sudden my erection started to thump beats harder so i looked around to make sure i was not seeing things. The skies opened above and the voice came back again saying "try me aspirant...what you waiting on...try me but use your orgasmic energy to fill me in if you dare aspirant and i will rain down whatever you say it is willed." My eyes opened back up sitting on my bed looking at the notepad blank after the poem had been written then i just unloaded my thoughts of emotions mentally channeling the energy with it up up up then releasing it out finally onto that notepad with pages of words written. I felt drained and relieved and also my orgasmic experience and erection had went away...that was my first time knowing how to actually have sex. The art of sexual transmission up then down without physical intercourse was so great i went back to sleep instantly. The womb was filled now...the growth of my word was next....

Copyright “Diary of a Black Man: Just An Illusion” Adult Rated 2014 by Nefertum Husia Shayheh
 
your body made cries,
i came up smiling clever,
when you turned over in your sleep,
i appeared like you knew i should standing fully risen,
shockingly true endeavored hard as ever,
the balls of steel with ah melodious tip arranged ambitiously muscular loving my boo wetter,
and i'm coming in deepest stroking degrees increasing pressure,
flipping switches hitting dips pinching teasingly gripped on your claps no pity slapping bounce with pats,
the mutual understanding of bass treble edging tremors trembling splash gong crackled phat backs,
clinching toes curling fingertips like claws sultry feeling sensually intimate outer mind inner bottom experience thumping,
holding up upright pleasure groins keep taking love in deeper moisture out your delta,
collected as mouth spoken words created reality eyes rotate backwards signaling senses heightens veins pop out concocted,
streaming more puddles into the nile across sheets silky satin with ease when we cuddling coming cream don't you think?

Copyright “Diary of a Black Man: Just An Illusion” Adult Rated 2014 by Nefertum Husia Shayheh
 

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