"August Adventures" Take Four (Blog #16)

“This addiction is becoming more and more intense Madyson. It seems that the wait in between our conversations are growing longer and longer, even though I know that is not the case…It feels like much longer than a weeks time.” Said a restless Kevin.

I was sitting there on my balcony, enjoying his anxiety. Kevin and I had been speaking weekly for over six months now. At first, it was more sporadic, but we finally got our schedule down pact. Though sometimes, he calls more regularly than we plan. This was one of those times. Kevin simply could not get enough; this was his second call this week.

“I cannot wait any longer. You must tell me what happened next between you Ameena, Charles and August.”

“Why would I do a thing like that? We aren’t due for another session until three days from now.”

I said just to rattle him. I was going to give him what he wanted…on my time.

“I know Maydson, but after what you told me before…I just can’t sleep without knowing what happened. Not to mention the way you described how intensely Charles fucked Ameena…wow. It reminded me of how that black guy was fucking my wife in front of me a few weeks ago. It was so mind blowing. Were you tempted to let Charles fuck you the same way?”

“Maybe”

“Aw, come on Madyson. Please tell me something.” He begged.

“I will.”

“When??”

“Soon”

“HOW soon?”

“As soon as you send my $1000.00 tip.”

“Of course. Hold on a second.”

I smiled and waited on one of my most regular customers to pay me to tell him all of my dirty secrets. I walked back in the house to get cozy. Then, I heard the chime in my ear. I looked at the phone. $1000.00 had been credited to my account. My life was and still is over flowing with an abundance of money and awesomeness…I created it that way ;)

“You are so generous Kevin.” I said genuinely.

“Oh, no that would be you Mistress. I love to spoil you…”

“So do all men I encounter.” I said truthfully. “Now, where exactly did I leave off?”

I got in my bed and put the cover over my thick toned thighs. Kevin wanted more and I was about to deliver it to him full throttle. He had just paid me a nice chunk of change and I was ready to give him is moneys' worth…and then some…

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I felt something between my legs.

It was hot, wet and slow.

I felt the fleshy texture of something soft playing with me down there.

I was on my back and my legs were parted. My eyes were somewhere rolled in the back on my head. I felt a bit groggy.

That thing between my legs moved in a way that made me shift. I felt soft hands on my thighs.

I let out a dazed moan as it got slippery down below. My hand went where the wetness was. It felt something hard and hairy.

I moved my hand to the right and gently grabbed on to what felt like a human ear. My other hand descended to discover the same thing on the other side. My hands then felt the hinging and unhinging of strong jaws. A finger of mine fell into the source of the wet warmth.

Though my eyes were still closed, I now knew that it was someone’s head separating my thighs.

Someone was devouring me.

Someone was licking me between my petite pussy lips.

This someone was enjoying it.

I moaned some more. I loved how this person was taking their time with it; almost as if they did not want to wake me even though it was clear I was no longer sleeping.

“Hmmm August…That feels good baby.”

I cooed as I turned my head to the side and opened my eyes slowly. I noticed that I was still on the couch where my latest fuck fest left me.

Then, I saw a man with a Mohawk sound asleep on the floor. He also had a silver wedding ring on his finger. The man was August.

If that was August then who was this between my legs?

I looked down to find Charles with his eyes closed in concentration and ecstasy as he kept his naughty mouth on me.

“What tha-" I gasped as I sat up.

“Ameena!” I thought.

I immediately began the hunt for Ameena with my eyes. When they found her, what I saw shocked the hell out of me!

She was sitting on the love seat across from us…smirking and…watching.

When our eyes met she just nodded; signaling me to continue letting him lick me.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but Charles was eating my pussy right, so I am glad I did not have to stop him. There was something about a man doing nasty shit to me while I was sleeping…while I was defenseless. It was creepy; slightly perverted.

That’s why I liked it.

When I looked down again, Charles’ eyes were now locked on mine. I felt my pussy get wetter. Charles was fine and damn near as intense as August. He could lick my pussy all day long if he wanted to.

Charles did not grunt moan as he tasted me. He just breathed heavily and kept his eyes on mine.

I did not moan very much either…I just inhaled, exhaled, watched and lubricated.

I looked over at August. He was still out cold. Making this all the more exciting to me…for reasons I can’t explain.

Well, maybe I can.

I liked sneaking and running the chance of getting caught…Being honest is something I will never stop being, but there is a thrill in dishonesty that has a strong allure at times…

I love being human. We are such complex creatures.

Ameena’s beautiful face revealed no other emotion other than…enjoyment.

Who’s idea was this? Ameena’s or her married lovers’?

Or both?

More importantly, how long had I been getting the pink part of my pussy licked by a sexy jealous stranger? How long had Ameena been watching with that odd smile on her face?

As if she were floating, Ameena moved her body off of the love seat and crawled over to August. She never took her eyes off of me as she reached for August’s exposed cock.

His cock still had my essence all over it. Ameena clearly did not mind my scent. That became crystal clear as she ran her nose up and down his shaft.

Ameena wanted that dick; pussy residue or not.

She kept her eyes open and her tongue out as she began to lick him. She giggled quietly like a Catholic school girl as she did the naughty thing.

All I could do is anticipate Charles next tongue trick and Ameena’s next mind trick.

August began to stir.

Charles began to lick me longer and deeper.

I remained calm even though my body was loving all this nastiness that was going on.

Ameena made her tongue dance around the head of his dick.

“Ah, shit Cidney.” August said as he opened his eyes.

To my surprise he did not look surprised. He actually chuckled.

“I knew your lips would end up on this dick…mmm keep sucking that thang.”

August began to thrust his hips upward to meet her mischievous mouth.”

Their eye contact was so strong that August had yet to make any with me. I opened my mouth to say something but August beat me to the punch.

“You have been getting better at sucking this dick. Daddy has been teaching you well huh?”

Wait. Been sucking this dick??

“UmmHmm” Ameena moaned as she sucked his dick with even more passion.

Ameena looked back at me and smiled while Charles did his best to distract me from this breaking news.

“Ameena and August had fucked around before?” I thought.

August grunted and said, “You always like to suck my dick after I fuck her huh? Nasty girl…”

Always??

I was about to speak up but I felt something intense happen to me…Charles had shoved his fingers inside of my pussy making me moan out loud. But clearly not loud enough; August was still face fucking Ameena while Ameena stared at me…

I was confused and coming.

Apparently, so was August. I turned to see him holding Ameena’s hair into a pony tail as he exploded in her mouth. Instantly, her mouth was over flowing with lots of white semen. It was dripping down her face. It was a ridiculous amount of cum.

I looked down at Charles and he too had cum dripping down his face. The same white shit Ameena had on hers…

“My cum is not white” I thought. “My shit is clear.”

August finally looked my way but not at me. His eyes were directed at Charles.

“You tasting my cum again I see.” August said.

Both Ameena and August burst out laughing.

Charles soon followed.

I felt like I was the butt of some kind of fucked up joke and it was not fun nor funny. I was about to get real….African American up in there. Somebody needed to tell me what the hell was going on.

All of a sudden August got up from the floor and started to tap me on my shoulder while saying my name.

I got confused again.

“What the fuck are you doing August?” I snapped. My confusion was quickly turning into annoyance.

He just laughed.

“Cid!”

He tapped me more.

I slapped his damn hand that time.

When I looked up at August’s face again, his expression had changed. It went from laugher to concern.

“Cid…why did you slap me?”

I looked around the room and found no one there but August and I.

Ameena had disappeared along with Charles and his tongue.

I was puzzled for a second. Then, I realized that I must have been dreaming.

“Oh…shit August I’m sorry.” I confessed with some relief. “I had a crazy ass dream just now.”

“Did it involve a boxing ring? Shit, you popped the hell out of me!”

“Sorry …”

“What was the dream about?”

“I’d rather not say right now.”

I was disturbed…very disturbed.

“Okay…” August said while giving me the side-eye.

“When did Charles and Ameena leave?” I asked, hoping to change the subject.

“Charles?”

“August, yes. Ameena’s dude.” I said without bothering to hide the irritation in my voice.

“Um...I don’t know who or what you are talking about Cidney. Charles was never over here.”

“What the hell are you talking about August?!” I said with higher decibels. “Ameena came over here, you fucked me in front of her, then you fucked her. Then Charles randomly appeared at the door and he fucked her in front of us both! Why are you acting all brand new?”

“First of all, you need to chill. Secondly, none of that happened, Cidney. It has just been me and you the entire night.”

“August!”

“Cidney!” He said with a laugh. “You sure you don’t smoke?”

“Are you sure you don’t? I’m not crazy August. I know what the hell went down here!”

“So do I.” He started, “ I came over here after I got done at the shop. When I got here, you were saying you were really tired but of course we had sex anyway. Then, I got up and made you some coffee because you said you were really sleepy. I gave it to you; we talked on the couch until you fell asleep on me, practically mid-sentence. I was just waking you up now to tell you I had to leave. THAT is how our night went. No one has been here but me.”

As he told the story, I realized he was right…I had dreamt the entire thing. Ameena had never even come over…

“But it all seemed so…real”

“What seemed so real? You gotta tell me something.”

I gave August the blow by blow details of the entire dream…Well, almost the entire dream. I left out the last part about Ameena and him fucking around behind my back. I did not want to seem paranoid...

“Damn! That sounded like some crazy shit! I wish you weren’t dreaming…I need to make your ass crawl on this dick for real!”

I usually would have laughed at him but I was still trippin' on all of this…

Why did I have that dream that vividly? Was the Universe trying to tell me something? How had I been feeling lately? Was I in the process of attracting betrayal into my life? Could I trust the people around me?

These were the questions running through my mind as August gathered his things in preparation to leave.

Once we were at my door, he asked me...

“You alright? You are usually a little zoned out but you did not even hear what I just said to you.”

“Oh, yea…my bad, what did you say?”

“I told you that we can link up tomorrow for dinner. I moved some appointments around so I could make it."

I smiled a distracted smile and said, “Thank you, that was sweet of you…”

“Are you sure you are okay?” He said looking at me deeply as he rubbed the side of my face. Showing me a tender side he rarely showed.

“Yea...I’m fine” I lied, “Just tired.”

“Okay, well call me when you wake up. We are going to Ruth’s Chris tomorrow. I will pick you up. I will call you with the time.”

“Okay.” I said with the best smile I could make.

He kissed me on my mouth and off he went.

Once the door was closed, I speed walked to the shower.

As I was cleansing my body, I tried to cleanse my mind of all the images I had created.

Flash back after flash back invaded my mental space. I was feeling uneasy…extremely uneasy.

How could I have just dreamt that? Was August lying to me just now to cover some shit up? Am I going crazy? Was he headed to meet Ameena now?

More crazy questions came to me like little rockets of insecurity. Why didn’t I tell August the whole truth? Since when do I hold back from him? Since when do I have such lame thoughts? Was I jealous?

Nope, not jealous.

Just feeling like there is a definite reason why I had such a dream. I can’t let something like this just roll off my back. I wanted answers. Luckily, for me I knew just who to turn to…

I hopped my ass out of the shower so fast, I almost busted it.

“Julius, I gotta talk to you!”

“What’s going on Sugar pop?” My Joolee asked. He was in a good mood which was great…because I wasn’t.

“Tell me what you know about dreams.” I said. Usually, I would be chattier but I needed information.

“Well, dreams can mean many things. They usually have symbolism of some sort. Sometimes the vivid ones can be premonitions. Or they can simply be a reflection of our inner most thoughts, fears and desires."

None of that shit sounded appealing.

“Having some interesting dreams?” Julius asked.

“Yea…”

“Care to share?”

“I will later. Is there anything else?”

“Yes…Dreams are often messages from your spiritual twin. They are giving you insight on something important. Your intuition is trying to tell you something.”

“But is it an exact thing though? Is it literal all the time?”

“Not at all. Sometimes dreams are very blatant with their messaging and sometimes they are so abstract that we never truly find the meaning. A message can seem like it is in your face when it is not. There is no clear cut way, but one thing is for sure; all dreams mean something. But if you had a dream that is truly rattling you, something is trying to get your attention…and it would not be wise to ignore it.”

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After my phone conversation, I laid down with an Abraham Hicks book and my journal in an attempt to sort out how I felt. I couldn’t decide if Julius made me feel better or worse, so I just decided to take my mind off of it.

I was drifting off to sleep when I got a text message. It was Ameena.

“Hey Cid! Thank you so much for encouraging me to talk to Charles about how I felt! It started out kind of crazy, we argued at first but he actually started to come around. I even told him how I felt about August! And guess what? He wants to meet him!! Are you two free tomorrow?? If so, Charles wants us all to link it up! Maybe dinner? Let me know what time works for you!”

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“Are you feeling okay? You haven’t said a word since we’ve been here.” August said, as he took a sip of wine at the table. August and I had been there for about 20 minutes so far. When he came to pick me up I had to hop right in the car. Him coming inside would have turned into a 2 hour fuck session and we would have blown our reservations.

He was right, I hadn’t spoken much. Even though, I had been trying to keep a conversation going. I kept zoning out.

“My bad. I am just thinking about…random stuff.”

“That dream you had?”

“No.” I lied. I did not want him to start with too many questions about that. I had not been entirely honest with him about how much it all had been bothering me and I did not want to talk to him until I was sure about how I felt.

“Shit, I have been thinking about it. Ameena is fine and I would love to hit that. I know she wanted it that night. I was just waiting on the green light.”

“Do you think she is prettier than me?” I blurted out without thinking. I was shocked that I would say such a thing. I never ask those kinds of questions. He looked at me like he barely recognized who I was.

“No, Cidney. I don’t. What is going on girl? You never ask me shit like that.”

“I don’t know…I’m tripping I guess.”

August softened. “Have I done something to make you feel insecure?”

“No, you haven’t.” I replied.

“Then, why did you ask me that?”

“I don’t know.”

“You are not being 100% with me right now.”

I said nothing.

“Cidney, just for the record; even if I did think she was prettier, that has nothing to do with us.”

“I know it doesn’t…I gotta pee. I’ll be right back.”

I got up and went to the restroom in an attempt to get my shit together. Gladly, it was empty. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was gorgeous. I had on a fresh wig and even fresher make-up. My body was bangin’ in my dress. On the outside, I appeared secure and well put together. But on the inside, I was nothing of the sort. I was feeling insecure and shaky.

“Okay, Cid. Get it together ma'am. It was just a dream. It could have meant anything. No one is doing anything behind your back. You are not the kind of bitch with trust issues. That shit is wack and not your MO. You know August and Ameena. If they were doing something, they would tell you. They both have been honest in the past. And even if they weren’t, it’s still all good.”

My pep talk was working a bit and I felt ready to get back out there. I fluffed my hair, took a piss and went back out there.

When I turned the corner to get to our table, what I saw sent a coldness through my gut.

Ameena was at the table with August. She was hugging him and touching on his arms a little too much for my taste. He was hugging her back with a strong arm around her waist. They were laughing like old lovers.

“I knew some shit was going on” I thought. “Look at them.”

A few moments later a tall Creole damn good looking man in a suit joined Ameena and August at the table. He shook August’s hand and pulled out the chair for Ameena.

As they sat down, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Though Charles’ face looked differently in person than it did in my dream, there was something about him that was very much the same.

His suit.

The tie.

The shoes.

I recognized it all.

It was the exact same shit he wore in my dream…

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“Madyson…we have to stop this. It is becoming too much to bare.” Kevin said. "It's insane how that story was the least sexual but it aroused me the most.”

Kevin surprised me with that one. I actually planned on staying on track with all of the sexual stuff but something in me told me to tell Kevin what really happened between August, Ameena, Charles and I. What really happened is much more…interesting than anything I could have fabricated.

Kevin sounded like he was hyperventilating. He was yearning for more but his time was up for this session.

“The fact that August and Ameena could have been up to something…just something about it. I love the idea of Charles actually eating your pussy. Did he-“ He stopped himself.

“Nevermind Madyson, I know you are not going to answer me."

“You are finally catching on Kevin.”

“I am trying Mistress. You are taking over my life with these adventures. I will forever belong to you Madyson…In some ways, I belong to August too.”

I laughed lightly.

“Until next time Kevin…”

“Yes, Maydson. I will call you at our assigned time. Not a second later. I must know what happened next with you and August... and your new friends at dinner….”

“I will tell you this much Kevin. If you thought my Adventures with August were intense before…what happened next will blow your fucking mind into oblivion…”

(To Be Continued)

Edited By: Sheena Vance @lenise_so_luxe