That Moment (Short Story Preview)

Thank you so much for coming to my website. As you can see, I posted a preview of a short story I’m working on for my upcoming book. I really hope you enjoyed it as much as I wrote it. The book is going to an amazing journey to explore once it’s available.

Thanks again, happy reading.

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That Moment.

I reached for my phone to grab a Lyft home from work. The excitement to leave work and the disgust to arriving to nothing at home… well what more can be said? There’s nothing to entertain my body and lately it’s been resulting into a mixture of emotions. This hunger to be pleased, another soul to ravish me out my skin the way I seek it. This sucks for me. Unfortunately, the dependency of my fingers, my pillows, and my imagination is heavily accompany by my loneliness and relying on it to give me the pleasure I crave.

As I gather my things, I looked over to my phone to see if it shows who will be my driver. Sure enough the picture of them appeared and instantly took my attention. I glared at it for a moment before I decided to stop what I was doing and took a closer look. As I pressed on the photo, I was intrigued with his appearance. He looked charming… maybe more attractive than shown but I’ll be the judge of that when I see him.

10 minutes has gone by. The curiosity was getting the best of me as I waited for him to pull in. Strangely having high hopes for my driver to be attractive so I can take a memory picture and satisfy this urge to remove the tension from my aura. I’m sexually hungry, starving to be fed with someone’s lustful behavior. To think of it, I want to be selfish. I want to to tell him how it’ll be amazing to taste it… but anyways.

Watching his black sedan pulling up to the front, I shared my goodbyes with everyone. The moment has come to see what this man looks like physically in front of my sight. Before hoping in, I checked back into my phone to greet him by his name.  As soon as I opened the door, he called my name instantly and I confirmed with a yes. He stared as I hop into the backseat and his eyes seemed, well… they seem like the kind you can get lost in.

I settled my backpack down, got comfortable, and off he drove. We had barely got on the road for two minutes and he was already becoming distracted by me. His stare from the rear view mirror were piercing through my skin. It tickled me even more knowing he was admiring what was in his backseat. All while trying not to crash.

Maybe I should say something. It’ll give me a break from his eyes dressing me naked for a little. Without looking back at him, I asked him, “How are you today?” He hesitated and even stumbled slightly on his words to respond and said, “Good. I hope yours was too.”

I smiled finally and replied, “It was.”

My job wasn’t far from my home so the ride wasn’t long. As we get closer, my thoughts were running through ideas from all different directions. Deciding whether or not to build the courage to get him all to myself but it didn’t take me long to settle on the decision to make it happen. To get him to touch me, seduce me, whatever he chooses to do with my whole body.

The Mission: Get him inside my house.

I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted my body be attended to. Chills were constantly running cold up and down my spine. More than enough to fuck a whole stranger, a convenient find I might add. With his glare repeatedly working the view of the road and myself, I had to think of something quick. I’m determined to get my frustration out off of me, including the fact he seems curious enough already. Let’s just see about that.

We’re getting a lot closer now, maybe about less than a minute, and I had to think quickly of what to leave behind to get his attention. To get him out the car and to physically stand in front of my door. Before I could notice, he comes to a halt and puts the car in park. We were already here and now I’m panicking inside my head to move quickly. He gives me a “have a good day” and I quickly tossed a keychain with my nickname attached to the floor. I smiled, stared at him in the rear view, and said goodbye with a smile.

As I’m rushing to the door, I’m searching in my bag for my keys to hurry inside. Wrestling with the keys and the door, I finally was able to get in briefly. With such force, I threw all my belongings as I pushed my door closed and ran to the nearest window to watch the magic happen. Slowly pushing the blinds down to peek, it didn’t take long before I saw his figure turn to look in his backseat if anything was left behind. Those few seconds felt like minutes, watching him move his car in reverse and parking it.

Now my heart is racing, even more faster the minute I saw his driver side door swung open. Having to improvise to make this work, I had to think fast. All I can think of was to just dress down and act like he isn’t there trying to return something of mine. It wasn’t my best idea but I couldn’t think of anything else better.

Stripping down from my work clothes to just a t-shirt and my panties was more than enough to get his curiosity to dig further. I needed to move fast and struggling out of my clothes was not getting in the way. While tripping over my pants, I had to peek out the window one last time to see if he came out. He’s now walking to the door, he’s actually coming to my door, I need him to see me.

My heart was racing.

Acting on impulse, I thought to distract myself with my phone and opened the door just a little to act like I was going to reach over to the mailbox. Getting ready to expose myself, I took a breath and opened the door…

There he was, frozen in place as he was surprised to see me the way I was. Acting surprised and embarrassed by the interaction, I moved instantly behind the door, hiding away my figure from his vision. Immediately apologizing for not paying attention, scrambling to find the words to just get him to talk back.

He smiled, even chuckled as he responded, “It’s okay, I didn’t mean to surprise you like this.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out something of mine that I left purposely behind in his car. As they were dangling from his finger, my thoughts began to fly in so many directions of what could possibly happen between myself and this stranger. He was tall and his figure was perfect. He could basically toss me in the air like a kid. I was focused on his whole begin yet he shakes the keychain just to get my attention back on him.

I came out of it and finally answered back. “Yes, that is mine… thank you.” I came from around the door, again exposing my body to reach for it. As soon as my hand reached for his, his grip took onto my mine. His eyes were now low and his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. No words were shared between us for just a moment… staring at each other.

The silence was loud and it was time for me to make my move. The way he bit his bottom lip… oh I was feeling myself ready to melt. I slowly took back my hand with the keychain and asked him if he smoked. He shook his head yes and I told him to keep me company. He looked at me confused as if what I asked was outrageous but he smirked and walked toward his car.

For a split second, I thought he was rejecting my advances and was leaving to go back to work. But I stood corrected as he grabbed a few of his things and stuffed it into his back pocket as he walked back towards me.

Each step he took, I was observing. From head to toe, I imagined his huge hands securing themselves around my neck. His warm breath greeting my skin before his lips making contact. Just by watching the bounce of his dick hit the fabric of his sweat pants with every step… was sending chills all over my body.

I honestly couldn’t help but to smile a little bigger as he walks through my door. Boy, was I hungry to be touched and now the time has come to feed it. I told him to have a seat on the couch and to get comfortable as I went to my room to get my pre-rolled blunt to smoke.

As I came back from the room, I saw him lean back into the couch stretching his arms out. He wasted no time taking his shoes and sweater off to get actually comfortable. I took a seat next to him as I lit the blunt. Took two puffs before passing it to him and reach in front of me to grab the remote. I turned my TV on and played a movie on Netflix to just create background noise.

It was silent between us besides the TV as we were smoking and watching this random movie. Almost awkward but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from getting what I’m lusting for. I wanted to show that he had permission to touch me, so I scooted back into the couch and asked if he didn’t mind if I rested my legs on top of his. He said, “I don’t mind at all.”

Crazy for me to act like I already knew him to want to do that but I was determined. Also showing some confidence to destroy his assumption of “all talk no action.” Who knows what he’s thinking for real. We’re still smoking but now the tension between us is getting heavier by the minute. Maybe it’s only me but he’s been a little more than fidgety as he kept adjusting himself.

Seems he was tired of waiting for me to make the first more so he decides to. He starts to caress my legs, from my calves up to the soles of my feet. Massaging them between the palms of his hands, firmly applying pressure. Truthfully, I was getting warm from his touch. It was so easy for me to be turn on and feeling him work my legs and feet was sending me off.

He starts to do other techniques and each sensation he created felt better than the last. I almost slipped up and forgot to keep myself from moaning the way he was touching my feet. His fingers individually filling in between the toes and squeezing. Oh, it was oddly turning me on because it was simply just a foot massage but his hands were adding a little more than relaxation. I was slowly feeling defeated as he works up my thighs. My breath was slowed and now I fell my package getting slippery as he glides his fingers closer and closer.

Not realizing it, he was staring at me the whole time I’m watching his arms stretched up my body. His palms gripping my fatty thighs, inches away to feel her…

Instead of reaching for his wet destination, he returns right back to my feet. Leaving me lost to why he stopped the motion but then again, I’m anticipating what the next move would be. He lifts up my right foot guiding to his side. While doing the same with my left but still holding it by his cheek, spreading my legs open to scoot closer in between.

It felt like time had slowed down as he finally got me where he wanted me. Placing my foot on his chest, he compliments how pretty the color was on them. As I was beginning to thank him, he stuffs my toes entirely into his mouth. My jaw fell open. It felt like my breath was getting stolen away from me as soon as he did it.

Oh my goodness… my eyes were fighting from rolling backwards.

His lips were now wrapping themselves around each toe. His tongue swimming in between while his saliva starts to drip down to my heel. I was getting squirmy as I felt my nectar leak even more. His rhythm was kept steady as he gradually guides his eyes to stare back up at me. He was extremely focused, watching me, as I’m exposing all the emotions he’s caused me to express.

What felt like the right moment for him, his uses his other hand to reach for my yoni. Feeling the cold touch of his fingertips, I couldn’t help but to let out a soft moan. His fingers welcoming themselves between my folds, getting caught into my wet web.

Keep in mind, this is a complete stranger that’s doing this to me. His ability to make me feel this good already was more than what I expected. It was almost like he knew what my body was seeking. What my energy was screaming as he was examining me while driving me home. Either he was seeing my soul rip outside my human body or… he genuinely does this, this is his lustful behavior...

To be continued…