Lipstick Diaries Part 2

by Anthony Whyte

  “Good because if you wouldn’t have shut that damn coat, I would’ve just had to push you up against the wall and have my way with you.”

  “Well damn! You wouldn’t have taken me to the bathroom, or a broom closet or something—for privacy?”

  “No!”

  Jail would’ve been worth that shit, well, almost. Trevon read my thoughts. He immediately, took me by the hand and led me to a secluded spot in the airport, an area that was closed due to construction. He pushed me up against the wall. He pressed his body against mine as he kissed me deeply. He reached his hand into my coat, found his way into my panties, and slid his middle finger into my pussy.

  I was so hot and wet that I was throbbing with desire. I sucked in a sharp breath while his fingers probed my pussy—rhythmically stroking my heated den, pushing me into climactic need. He inserted a second finger instinctively. I was instantly consumed with desire—ravenous.

  “Ooh!” I held on tightly. “The crotch has snaps, Trevon. Hmm…!” He didn’t move fast enough. “My panties unsnap, baby.” With a flick of his wrists my Santa panties were undone—freeing up more room for maneuvering. “Oh yes!” I sighed as he continued to fingerfuck my pussy while massaging my G-spot expertly. “You have such wonderful hands, so talented.”

  Trevon heard footsteps approaching. He adjusted his body so that he was standing on his own, yet blocking any view of my half-naked body. He continued working his fingers in and out of my saucy pussy with his left hand all the while he smiled at the man approaching.

  “Hello,” the man spoke with a deep Korean accent.

  “Hello,” Trevon replied.

  “No passengers allowed in this area,” the Korean man said.

  “I understand,” he flicked my clit with his thumb making me sigh, “but she’s not feeling well and I cannot go into the bathroom with her to make sure she is okay. I brought her over here away from the crowd, so that she could catch her breath.”

  The man looked at me. At that point I was so consumed with passion that I couldn’t even react. I was still leaning up against the wall with my eyes closed. Hell it was all I could do.

  “Are you alright ma’am? Do you need doctor?”

  I rolled my head against the wall, and opened my eyes. Barely able to focus, I looked over to the man. Just as I was about to open my mouth and speak, Trevon drove his fingers, working deeper and faster inside of my pussy. I moaned my response.

  “No, no doctor, I’ll be alright.”

  My breath was labored. I was on the brink of completion.

  “He… ah, he’s helping me okay. He’s helping me with everything,” I stuttered.

  I closed my eyes once more and turned my head away.

  “She’s suffering from a little inner ear problem which causes motion sickness. However, she took her medication… She’ll be just fine in about ten minutes,” Trevon offered.

  Satisfied with his explanation the man turned and walked away, leaving us alone. Trevon’s digits continued stroking my pussy until my entire body was shaking.

  “I’m gonna cum sweetness! Oh I’m soo close!”

  He stopped, withdrew his fingers, re-snapped my panties and then stepped away from me. I opened my eyes with a scowl.

  “Wha…? What’s wrong? Someone else’s coming…?”

  “No,” Trevon said sounding amused. “It’s time to go, that’s all.”

  “You have got to be kidding. Right…?”

  “That’ll teach you to tease me. Now we’re in the same boat.”

  “Aw…! All right! Okay!”

  “What?” he smiled boldly. “Are you mad baby?”

  “Nope, not at all,” I retorted. “It’s all good.”

  I am going to fuck the skin off of your dick! Damn it! I’ll leave it raw! I was thinking as he smiled at me. I smiled back, and together we were feeling horny as hell. We gathered my luggage and left the airport. Once we were settled on the bus to the United States Air force Base in Osan, South Korea, Trevon whispered into my ear.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard your toes will curl. They’re going to curl so tight that your toenails will feel like they just might pop off,” he said, gently kissing my cheek, and looking into my eyes.

  “You do that!”

  Although I responded lightheartedly, my body quaked with expectancy. I rested my head on Trevon’s shoulder and smiled. Let me tell you that was a long-ass bus ride. The very moment that the hotel door closed, Trevon tossed my luggage and grabbed a hold of me.

  I was already trying to pull my coat off. However he took over, swiftly snatching my coat and pushing me face forward against the nearest wall. He pressed me there as he unzipped his pants and unceremoniously shoved his dick into my welcomingly, salacious pussy. I cried out instantly.

  “Oh Trevon, I have missed you so…!”

  I pushed back against his every stroke, thoroughly enjoying having him as my lover again. He gripped my hips and took complete control as he buried his dick into my hot hungry flesh, again and again fucking me against the wall hard and fast.

  My passionate moans filled the room. I reached my orgasm and my ardent cries spilled into the hall. My pussy was so lubricious that my juices ran down my spread legs. The extra slickness was all that Trevon needed to reach his orgasm. He painted my vaginal walls white with his semen.

  I must confess that was my dream just before landing. However it wasn’t the way it went down.

  Trevon did not meet me at the airport. The ride to Osan was long and lonely. I tried to be understanding. He was military and could not just take time off. I easily made my way to the hotel just down the street from the base and emailed him letting him know that I made it safely. I left him my hotel information. Thirty minutes later, he called, promising to be at my door by five the next morning when the gates o the Air Force Base opened.

  He lied, although he did call. I wasn’t tripping. The night before I showered, dressed and went out exploring. I met some fun people however I didn’t hook-up with anyone. I came to visit Trevon, and as his honey-lover-friend he was first. We met at the base entrance. I waited behind the enormous black, irongate filled with anticipation.

  The moment I saw him all my ill feelings vanished. He gathered me in his arms and held on tight. We walked back to my hotel and fucked once... He was tired, at twenty seven, after fucking once—yeah right. He fell asleep. Okay so, I ain’t stupid and I wasn’t tripping either.

  I know he wouldn’t have invited me if he had a girlfriend. He probably had a shorty on the Base. No problem, more fun for me, if I had to share. I left him sleeping, and that set the tone for my trip. We didn’t see one another everyday, however he promised to come get me on Valentine’s Day.

  There I was on Valentine’s Day in Osan City, South Korea, in my hotel room feeling hurt, frustrated, and confused, trying my level best to turn pain into anger. If only I could get mad instead of feeling hurt, then I could spring into action and do something about it. So I spoke aloud, reiterating everything that had gone wrong since arriving in Osan City. All the while, I was taking swigs of Jack Daniels straight from the bottle.

  “God help me I want to cry so badly right now. Oh shit this hurts! Your girl is in your room? Your muthafuckin’ girl! Ain’t that a bitch! Well damn, that explains the past few days. Now I understand. I can’t do this man. There’s no way in hell I’m going to sit here, in my hotel room while you’re spending Valentine’s Day with your damn girl. I can’t believe this shit! See, if you would’ve told me that you had a girl from the get-go, then I would’ve had a different mindset, and I definitely wouldn’t have crossed our friendship line… Well maybe once or twice, but that’s about it. That’s our understanding. But nooooooo! You left that little tidbit out and I know damn well that you did it on purpose. What, you didn’t know how to tell me? We tell each other so much. I just couldn’t believe that you’d choose to leave out that important bit of information. Fuck it then. I came here to play and have as much fun as I possibly co
uld, and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do. I will not let you make me cry. I won’t let any man make me cry, not from hurt feelings. It’s not that kind of party and never will be. I can’t believe this bullshit though. I remember telling him, “If you have a girl… I will find other ways to occupy my time.”

  But what was his response?

  “No, there is no one here. I am just laying in the cut. The girls on base have fucked up attitudes.”

  So I’m like, “Okay, but if your situation changes just let me know.”

  What did you say? “No pretty lady, that’s not likely.”

  “It’s not as if I wouldn’t have come to Osan City. I missed him way too much not to come see him. Not only that, there was this uncanny need to make sure that he was all right. I even told him that I’d be Cousin Pearl—it would be alright. I wasn’t trying to mess up anything he had going on over here because he had months of living in Osan City, but I would only be there for two weeks. Damn it man! You are such a piece of shit. I need to keep drinking. I need some company. I have been so mistreated by you Trevon Carpenter. I swear that if I didn’t love you so much I would not talk to you at all. However, I do care a great deal for you so I just need to cheer myself up. I can’t believe Trevon hurt my poor delicate feelings, especially when it was so unnecessary.”

  I was pacing back and forth again and again. Willing my alter ego to kick in, wanting her to take over, I like her. She doesn’t allow anyone or anything keep me down. She’s a real saucy bitch and men love her too. I took a really big drink then staggered back falling onto the bed. I was able to keep a hold of my bottle of Jack without spilling a drop.

  “Damn it all to hell. Fuck this shit! I mean it… Fuck it all! Okay I love him, and…? What’s the good of loving someone if he doesn’t love you back or even care enough about your feeling to show a little bit of common courtesy? Oh but he cares enough to come and try to fuck my brains out a couple of times then run off.”

  “Oh yeah, that was the highlight of my trip thus far. After he left my room that first day, he said that he would be back that night but he didn’t come back. I didn’t hear from him until I was online late the next day and even then he promised to come see me but did he? Nooooo he sure didn’t! He stood me up again!With the plane ticket, hotel and passport I spent a grand just to come see him, but we are friends more that anything else, so it was worth it to me. See, that right there is precisely why I don’t allow anyone to get too close to me. What good is love when it is not returned? Why Trevon…? Why the hell are you treating me so badly? I don’t deserve it! I didn’t deserve to not hear from him for days. I told him that I needed to use the ATM. I can’t go around broke in a foreign country. He sends me nicey-nicey instant messages, but still no Trevon. Another man took me on base. So here it is Valentine’s Day and he has the gall to tell me that he’s with his girl, in his room, and he has to go now. What the fuck was that shit all about? How the hell am I supposed to process this shit?”

  I took another long drink. At that point was breathing hard from the effort to remind myself of how I was wronged. I think that I must have been screaming at the top of my lungs or something or just not breathing properly because I was spent. I was at my wit’s end and in that moment, just when I needed her to, my alter ego took over.

  Poor me, poor-poor me, come on now dear, let’s get you pretty, and then we’re going to go find a way to cheer you up, okay? Okay! I got up, went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I picked out something sexy to wear and laid it out on my bed while the water warmed up. I was a woman on a mission. I had to get out of my hotel room! I had to get cheered up! I had to play with somebody, hell, anybody. I just wanted to have some fun.

  After I got showered, perfumed, and dressed, I left my room in a salacious state of mind. I exited my hotel and noticed that the streets were practically barren. Damn, just my luck, there is no one out tonight. Oh well, I am finally out of my room; I am going to just walk around to see if there’s anything at all going on. Hell, maybe I can find the cigars that I have been asking Trevon for since I got here five days ago.

  I walked passed a fast food restaurant and noticed a young man staring at me. I smiled and kept on walking. I don’t know exactly what I was looking for but I figured that the party was not in there. I walked a little bit further, thinking to myself. Maybe I can get something started without a crowd. I turned around and went back. I walked up to him.

  “Were you just staring at me?” I asked boldly.

  “Yes I was.” He responded smiling down at me.

  “Why?”

  “You are beautiful and I was just wondering who you were.”

  “I’m Pearl, a civilian visiting a friend.”

  “Charles, this is my last night here. I was stationed in Osan for a year.”

  “So, how are you going to celebrate?”

  “I have no plans.”

  “Well I’m on my way to get something to drink. I’m headed to the base. I will be in the first bar that good music is coming out of. Come find me.”

  “I’ll definitely go looking for you.”

  I was at the bar on my second drink when he walked in. I smiled as I spoke, “You found me.”

  “Are you staying on base?” he asked looking around. “I don’t want any trouble.”

  “No, I have a hotel room just down the street.”

  “It’s Valentine, isn’t your friend going to be looking for you?”

  “I doubt it. So what do you have in mind?” I asked, raising my left eyebrow.

  “I just wanna lick your pussy. I am like a starving man. I haven’t had any good African-American pussy in a good year.”

  “Really…? That’s a damn shame,” I smiled.

  “I will do to your body whatever you want me to do,” he assured.

  Oh really now? How the hell do I say no to that? I mused. “Let’s go,” I said inviting him boldly.

  Charles was fabulous. He had a beautiful, well chiseled, coco brown body that made me hot the minute I saw him naked. He licked my pussy until I creamed all over his face and then he licked it dry. He ate my pussy in every position imaginable, but the position that I loved the most was doggy style.

  His tongue darted in and out of my pussy and asshole over and over again until I was begging for him to fuck me. Although he was not very well endowed, I had pussy-control. I clamped my kegel muscles down on his dick and let him fuck me with all of his might.

  After our third round of him doing everything for my personal pleasure; licking, fucking, sucking and salad tossing, I asked him how many times he had ever came in a one night stand. To that he responded four.

  My reply was simple, “Tonight you will reach an all new personal best.”

  At the end of round five I told him that I wanted him to fuck my mouth. He was a bit hesitant because of his size but I reassured him that he was thoroughly exciting me and that was exactly what I wanted.

  I sucked his dick until he was ready to cum but he wanted to cum inside my pussy again. I opened my legs welcoming him as I clamped down my pussy muscles tight, yet again. I watched him with an idle curiosity as he held me still and fucked me soundly. He ground his hips with every plummet making sure that he the whole length of his dick was inside of my greedy little pussy. We fucked until we both quivered. He came so hard that he cried out. Charles collapsed back on the bed struggling to catch his breath.

  “I’ll bet you don’t forget this night,” I said cockily.

  “No I…” He took a deep breath. “I won’t, not ever, but I have a question for you.”

  “Shoot.”

  “You came for me a whole lot tonight. Your bed is soaked. When was the last time you had sex?”

  “When I got here five days ago,” I answered honestly.

  “Your friend is stupid. There is no way in hell I’d have given up a good pussy. This was the best night of sex that I’ve ever had in my entire life.”

  “Thank you, but it is not over yet.”
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  “I can’t I...”

  “You can and you will. Now get on your hands and knees and lick my pussy good.” He promptly did as he was instructed. “Stroke your dick while you eat me. I need you to cum inside of me one more time before we call it a night.”

  “I like being told what to do, it really turns me on.”

  “Good… now shut the fuck up and eat this pussy!”

  He licked my pussy, fucked my pussy with his tongue until his face was glistening. He plunged right on in with his dick the moment that it got hard again. We fucked like jack rabbits for real. We moved together until we were both spent. It was definitely a happy Valentine’s night—sinful—naughty.

  The next day I heard from my friend, Trevon. And let me tell you, he was not very happy, not at all. It was brought to my attention that he called me the night before but I didn’t answer my phone. So when he asked about the goings one of my Valentine’s night, I told him the truth. He showed up to my door in a flash.

  Men are so incredible… so amazingly stupid and predictable. The minute he got to my hotel room he made is intentions very clear. He started to undress but I didn’t.

  “Why do you still have your clothes on?” he asked perturbed.

  “I have no idea.”

  “Get naked and get into the bed. I’ve missed you so much,” he said in a voice that was oddly convivial.

  “All right,” I practically sang.

  I knew what he was up to. He told me long ago that he’d never hit a woman. He had other ways of chastising them. I was about to find out exactly what he meant. I was curiously aroused.

  The very minute that I was in position my punishment began. He fucked me so hard that my ears rang. He was relentlessly brutal, but thrilling. Trevon had no idea how much I love being angrily fucked. I could barely breathe as he pounded my pussy, sending his dick deep. He was grinding inside my body and stretching the walls for more.

  With every shockingly arduous thrust he whispered in my ear, “I miss you.” Trevon’s words were fallacious—devious. He fucked like a mad man—mincing me. Time moved slowly. The mixture of pleasure and pain sent me into an orgasmic high. Damn the pain! He was giving me what I needed.