The
Emancipation
By
A. Dacosta Brathway
The loud splats of
water from the waterfall showerhead echoed throughout the room as Marian took
her shower. She was a pretty young woman, enviously endowed with the physical
attributes a man would covet. Her breasts were full and ripe for rapture. Her
legs were shapely and alluring. When she wore short skirts, they extended and
glistened when she seemed to walk effortlessly. Her ass cheeks were round and
firm and were always in full display when she appeared. Soft brown eyes showed
her the world. Her hair was jet black and her facial features were pleasant to
others who seemed to be staring at her all the time.
Marian exited the
shower, dripping wet, and it seemed that even that enhanced her beauty more! As
her towel soaking in the excess water, she could hear her lover call… Mason was
her latest capture. He was someone she met at a club. A drink turned into a digit
and it was on from there. He was good looking. He was educated and had a good
job. If she had a complaint about him it was that he was trapped by his ego.
His trinkets did his talking. Surely the Benz and his jewelry spoke loud
enough, in his opinion, that he was the premier catch of the day! Marian made
the classic mistake of being taken in because of the glitter and found that she
struck aluminum. She wanted out!
This was the last
night, she thought. “I will do what I have to do tonight and be done with it!”
she mumbled to herself as she wiped the water away. “C’mon baby, I don’t want
to be late tonight!” Mason bellowed from the bedroom. They were going to the
club where they met. Marian did not want to go, opting to stay at home and eat
a quiet dinner. It was Mason’s choice to go out. He worshipped going to the
club. His viewing public frequented there! He always wanted to be seen. With
Marian on his arm, he felt, created a buzz from male and female alike. Marian
hated the notion. She wanted what most women wanted… A life filled with love
from the man she chose. She was straddled with a man who was egotistical and
insensitive. Tonight was the night. She was going to break loose from Mason’s
grip.
The club was
jumping! All of the regulars were there. When they arrived, they were greeted
with the usual stares. Some eyes were jealous and others were envious. It was
like walking on the red carpet for Marian. Strike a pose, take a few more steps
then strike another pose. Mason took full advantage of the situation. After
all, he was a star even if it was in his own mind.
The time Marian took to get ready was well worth it! Her
tight, spaghetti strap dress did her body well. She was flawless! Everything
was right. Hair, makeup, dress, shoes, stockings… Even her perfume was right.
When they showed up, she set it off!
The evening went
on with Marian finding herself alone most of the time. She sat and watched as
Mason worked the room. He was intoxicated and overbearing. Marian was ready to
seize the moment. She wanted attention… Genuine attention from someone… Anyone who was willing to give her what she craved had a
chance right now and then it happened… A tall, dark, unrecognizable gentleman
approached her. He introduced himself as Simeon asked her if she wanted to
dance. “I would really like to leave right now,” she retorted. “Where can I
take you?” Simeon responded. BOOM! There it was! Here was her chance to get
away unbeknownst to Mason. The way she was feeling, Marian did not care about
the aftermath she knew would come about as a result of the decision she was
about to make. She had already made up her mind that she was finished with
Mason. “I would like to go home!” she said defiantly.
The drive home was
quiet. Marian reared back in the plush leather seat of of Simeon’s Beemer as it
whipped around the curves of the road. Every now and then Simeon asked her how
she was feeling. After the third time, she revealed that she felt like doing
something that would confirm her liberation. “What might that be?” Simeon asked
curiously. “Stop the car!” It was dark and lonely where they stopped. Marian
said nothing. Her actions, though, spoke loudly enough… She reached over to
Simeon’s side and unzipped his pants, reached in, and pulled out his dick. She
looked Simeon dead in his eyes as she stroked his cock to full extension.
Simeon did not protest the move. He was in shock! Her mouth was warm and
friendly. Her tongue explored him. Her lips covered the rest. Simeon’s head
whipped back against his headrest. He was speechless but his moans spoke
volumes! Marian understood the message and proceeded to the next phase.
Releasing his cock from her mouth, she raised her beautiful ass from the seat,
while she reached for her panties. Slowly she freed them from her slippery
crotch. They were drenched from her juices! When she got them off, she
playfully stroked them across Simeon’s nose! The scent was overwhelming and
overpowering! He came right then and there! “I am so sorry!” he apologized to
her. “No need to apologize,” she responded. ”Now I know I have your full
attention!” And with that, she straddled his lap, raised her dress and covered
his prick with her pussy! She opted from bouncing up and down on him. She
simply rocked back and forth, like she was doing a belly dance in his lap…The
movement allowed his cock to stay in place and feel every crevasse of her
wanting pussy. Skillfully she fucked him in that tight space between him and
the steering wheel until his emancipation juice shot straight up in her. She
felt every pump and responded by burying her tongue deep in his mouth!
When Mason,
finally got to Marian’s crib, he stared drunkenly at his belongings spread out
along the grass. The lights were off and the Beemer was parked in the space he
used to occupy. Little did he know that something else was parked in the other
space he used to occupy!
© A. Dacosta Brathway, 2009
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