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When I met Greg for the first time, I was invited to a friend's yard party. Mariana and I went together. I had taken a mixture of two shots. I didn't even know to check their names or anything. I just took them, because I was a reckless youth. The only thing you know in that age is to get wasted, have fun, possibly ruin your entire life, make mistakes that will haunt you for as long as you shall live.
So when I saw Greg standing in a corner, smoking, I don't know what about him, but I knew I wanted to get into his pants, I would like to defend myself with the fact that I consumed alcohol before then, and I was again, a reckless youth.
"Hey. Wha'd you doing all alone back here?" I asked him.
He gave me a once over and decided that I was worth his time, infact every guy would have decided that if I approached them in what I was wearing. The shortest grey gown that clung to every curve of my body. My cleavage were basically hanging out of the dress.
He smiled at me in a typical pant dropping Greg manner. He was fine to look at honestly. Maybe that's what caught my eyes, but he was fine. Not sexy, not handsome, not pretty, those are adjectives to describe Kennedy. While Greg was just fine. I'm not being partial. I knew this while we were dating.
"Waiting on a pretty girl like you."
He was a sweet talker. And I did end up getting into his pants that evening, there was no spark or connection like I felt with Kenny, infact I thought those only happened in the movies.
He was sweet enough to take me home the next day. He kept calling to check on me, and soon we fell in love. Or I did. He loved the version of me that wore skimpy enticing clothes to show off to people that they could see but I was all his. He took me out to the finest clubs after making me wear yet another version of what I wore when we first met. He would leave me alone on the dance floor so other guys could talk to me then he would step in when they got a little too close. It boosted his ego.
And because I boosted his ego, he gave me whatever I wanted that he could afford. He even made me move in with him. But I was too blind to see he was not in love with me, I was absolutely smitten with him. I couldn't see what he was doing wrong at all, everything he did sent me on a power trip. I felt on top of the world.
Until I started to gain fat around my lower belly. He got so angry he called me ugly and forced me to lose weight. He didn't let me eat or see Mariana till I lost the weight. And I did, anything to please Greg right? I lost the belly fat and other parts of my body. He resumed his showering of love and attention as soon as the fat left.
I was happy again, but I made sure not to eat more than once a day. Then I started to lose fat in my ass, he got angry again, I wasn't the perfect doll he met that night. That was when the hitting started. I gave excuses for him every time he did. I started to eat five times a day just to get the fat back in my ass. And I did get it back. He got back to his happy, loving self again.
"You should always look perfect for me okay? Then we won't have any problems." Was what he said when he finished to hit me.
The day I ran away from him was when he left me again on the dance floor and took too long to get back. A guy hitting on me persisted, he refused to leave. Even when he knew I was uncomfortable. He didn't budge. I looked around for Greg he was nowhere to be found, I heard after the break up that he was blowing out some girl's back in the bathroom. When he came back, he saw the guy, he was blinded with rage that he threw an empty bottle at me.
I ran and never looked back once. Mariana and I moved, she took care of me so much after that. All I got from that relationship was a broken self esteem, bruises and no job. He made me quit my job, saying he would make money for both of us, I just had to be perfect for him.
I never felt physically attracted to Greg, so the feeling with Kenny was new, refreshing. That was why I was running away from him, but not anymore. I was going to embrace every bit of him from now on.
The movie had become background noise as we kissed. I was on top of him now, my legs on either sides of his body as we kissed. His mouth hot on mine made me smile. I really did have feelings for him. Real feelings. And it would hurt me to much if someone else got him. I deserved every good thing the world had to offer, right now he was the best the world could offer me.
"I want you in my mouth." I tell him after disconnecting our mouths.
He looked at me with his dark eyes, his long lashes fanning his cheeks as he blinked.
"I like naughty Lisa."
I chuckle as I unbuckle his belt. The last time I saw him was that day. I haven't seen him in a while.
His member stood proud and warm. My mouth watered at the sight. Greg would look like my finger compared to Kennedy. I would ask if he did work outs to grow his member later. But for now, I had some gobbling to do.
I run my tongue down the length of his shaft. He sniffed hard through his nose. I teased him more. Circling my tongue on the tip. He shook underneath me. In a split second, I take all of him in my mouth.
"Fucckk.." he whispered.
I smirk. You have no idea what this mouth do sir, sit back and enjoy the ride.
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