Chad Episodes 2

I was on his bed, we'd just sex'd
he turned to me, said something like "we should take pics"
and knowing its his profession to, i said "hell yes!"
i'd like to take some artistic new pics

Now lemme tell you
if anyone could've lived nude, it'd be me.
I LOOOVE nudity!
the human body is so beautifully made!
being able to see beauty in a body thats been made to feel its not "ideal"
and being able to see beauty in a body thats always thought it possessed it
that is art.
and i love this art
and didnt want to think risks
if i could do it again, would i?

lol, i guess i would. because i still do it, till this day.


So the next day, i had a few clothes packed
Chad made sure he reminded me "make sure you bring skirts and short dresses"
Chad picked me up and i was over at his place.
he took his camera and gadjets out.
felt like i was on some movie set
and bam! it was on.
besides, i knew. i had seen enough female pics on his PC not to know this is something he's done numerous times.
In one of the pics, he ensured the logo of my school shirt showed.
i thought "WT..." and click! went the camera before i could complete my thought "...F!"

as we were taking the pics, i watched him.
i could tell he'd been here before.
his strides spoke years of experiences.
we took one hundrend and seventy-two pictures that night.
never taken so many pics in my life!
most of the best pics i had ever taken, were taken that night.

i only printed about 20 of them.
by the way, these were the same pictures that Jack Jean-Maygne and Henry had seen.

what happened to the rest of the pix? i'm sure Chad still has them till this day.
(plus the ones he took when he use to stalk me. stupid jobless old mothera-effer)

Manage a trois avec Laila?

i and Chad never ceased to see each other.

i was so young.

i remember countng the days we'd see each other... like,

I've been seeing him for four days now

But really, i should habve said four "evenings" or even more appropriate, four "nights"

I made sure i never went out with him in the day time.

I was ashamed.

Something told me i was with a liar, a man who was much older. Besides, he wasnt my type. I just didnt want to be seen with him.

Virgo use to laugh everytime we talked about him. She'd laugh about how old he is. I told Nikki (remmeber her?)about him. Soon, Nikki would join in the fun...

"Hes such a pervert!" "Whats his dick like?" "Does he have wrinkles on his dick?" "Does he have grey pubic hair?" "Will his kids call you mom?" "Is he like your sugar daddy?"

I heard it all from the both of them. It didnt bother me. As long as they didnt spread it around town that i was sexin a senior citizen, i was fine. They were my friends.

Chad would pick me up everyday. And we'd go to his house. LOL i mean; his mom's house. I'd take my shoes off, sit on the carpeted stairs that leads upstairs as i took my socks off, and simply... got into his bed

Never ate there.

Never drank there.

Always in his room, or downstairs in the basement where he reigned (lol)

MEET LAILA...

Chad was a professinal photographer. He also played the guitar for some choir.
He had a best friend. Her name was Laila. Laila was a student and a babymother of one.
Chad asked if i'd come along to go visit her. I said "sure", and we went over. We met her.
Laila was a pretty, overweight, tall chick.She was much older than i was. But i knew she was still, MUCH younger than Chad.she lived in a basement apartment with her son, the dad wasnt in the picture but then again, i'm sure i didnt even have to mention that.

Laila said "hi", we chilled, she offered me a drink and i accepted.

She intimidated me. I was here with a guy to visit a girl when for all i know, they could be seeing each other... it was weird. i'd never done this before- am i suppose to be friends with her now? i was uncomfortable being at her place. i felt like i had to be nice to her- and her baby and truth is- i really dont like kids!

When we left, Chad revealed to me...

"Laila is bisexual."

"oh really?" i was stunned!

"ya, are you curious?"

i scoffed... "ya, about dicks" i said matter-of-factly

he laughed... "have you ever had a three-some?"

"nope, not interested"

"oh"

He loosened his grip on the wheel, and with his right hand, slightly pulled my skirt up. Just slighty. Enough to see my knees and the bare skin of my thighs. then he diped his hand into my crotch, and gentlyrubbed away...

i got wet. he stopped.

we went to our favourite spot... his house.

He led me upstairs to the fireplace. This is the room that had nothing in it, but a couch and a fireplace. Thesame fireplace where "it"had happened. We laid next to the couch, on the floor. I watched the firelight... again, thinking about that day.

I wondered- so, does this mean Laila and Chad had been together before? i couldnt help it- it came running through my lips

"are you her baby's daddy?"

"who?"

i do this sometimes- i expect people to just know what i'm talking about. Poor theory of self i guess.

"Laila"

he grimaced, like he'd smelled something funny

"NO! we're just friends"
"oh, ok"

but i didnt have to ask him. he'd had sex with her. Yet he voluntarilly added "i dont like fat girls"

what a mean rude asshole! i wanted to respond "ya, and i bet she dont like rude ugly old motherfuckers neither" but i bit my tongue

Chad honey, so... how old are you?

Chad had told me he was 27 when we first met.
But a few nights after the poking incident, we were in bed, and i started to think...
a lot of the things he'd told me just didnt add up
he said he had a sibling who was younger than him, yet the sibling was older than 27
besides, he said he was married for 5 years- yet he wasnt married till.... anyway
the point it, i knew this boy was bullshittin me
so i asked and probed
and he 'fessed up
he was 33

i was shocked
he didnt look it
i hated the look of his hands because they looked so hard
his hands told a story of decades of experience
i couldnt imagine though, that a man with his vitality was 33
but he was

then he reminded me of a time we were at blockbuster- the day we got the movie "the mummy"
i'd taken his ID as the cashier was returning it to him
he didnt object
i looked at it
but i was so silly because;
i checked the ID pic
but not the age.
i'm a little too naive... well, "was"

so there i was, in bed with an old 33 year old freak.
and if i'd known that Chad had more secrets hidden from me,
i'd have stoped talking to him then
but the viel was well over my eyes-
i was having a great time sexin him
i was enjoying our rendez-vous
he was filling my lonely nights,
and leaving me asleep tryna catch my naps in the day time
everything was peachy
then i found out about Chad's biggest secret...
no wonder his mom didnt really mind me coming over...
and knowing what she knew, i wouldnt neither, if i was her.

I dont think you're a virgin anymore...

Exactly a week after i had been seeing Chad,
we followed thesame routine.
He picked me up from home at 1pm
it was a saturday
his mom wasnt home, so it was absolutely perfect!

The truth is, i really hate going there when shes home
i felt she'd know that i was much younger and
she couldnt possibly be happy with her son for being with a girl so young, right?
s everytime i saw her, i'd say hi, and quickly exited her presence.

We got there, and went to the second floor of the house.
On the second floor, there was a family room. It was pretty nice up there.
Quiet, clean and damn near empty if not for the loveseat, couch and fireplace thats there.
He lit the fire.
I layed next to the fire, watching it. like that was his cue, he came up behind me. Sniffed my next, and began kissing it.
He went further down, kissing my back, laying on my back.
I wasnt suprised to feel his dick poking at me... it doesnt take much to get him hard. Matter of fact, it takes very little.
He took my pants off,
took my thong off,
and spooned me.
Gently, he began teasing himself, pushing his dick closer, and closer to my butt.
lol really, is this man serious? I tightened my butt and puched him off...

He laughed... we joked... it got quiet again as the jokes died down and i continued to watch the firelight... so beautiful.

Never knew fire can be so pretty... the blue flares, consistently overthrown by the orange, and the yellow, mediating... it was beautiful... like a fashion show of colourful models... i have such a weird imagination...

and i probably woud've kept dreaming if i hadnt realised that Chad was back in his spooning position, this time, ticking my vagina with his dick.
I didnt mind.
it felt good.
He pushed it in a bit
i flinched
and he groaned.
like the day before, and the day bfore and the day before and the day before and the day before that
We played this teasing game everyday so i was used to it
but i shouldnt have been suprised.
You can only play for so long... before...

"Oh, you know what?"
i replied, softly, halfway between a moan... "whaaaat"
"I dont think you're a virgin anymore"
WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!???!!!
he paused, seeing the fire in my eyes, i think he knew he better think twice before repeating the phrase...
"I.. i .. i just... it was in... i dont think you're a virgin anymore"

i know this sounds stupid. i know it does, but i was cheesed.

My first time was to be when i'm 18, on my graduation night, with my 18 YEAR OLD boyfriend, that i'd been dating for over a year, who'd also be in thesame school as me!!!BUT INSTEAD, I'M HERE, WITH AN OLDER MAN (still didnt know exactly how old just yet) ON A SILLY DAY, ONLY 16!! WTFFF!
THIS ISNT MY DREAM!!!

i got up like i was being chased! slid my clothes on in a hurry, fought back the tears, lost that fight as i commanded...
"DROP ME HOME"
"i'm sorry"
"JUST! drop me home"

he did.



I got home, slid into my house, saw my mom and wondered if she could tell i was different. She couldnt! WHEW! thank GOD i dont have "RECENTLY DISVIRGINED" written on my forehead!
i went upsatirs to my room and called my friend Ama.

"hello, Ama?"
"hey Truth!"
"hey wassup?"
"nothing..."
"guess what happened!"
"what?"
.....
....
,...
"um... i bought a new pair of pedal pushers!"
"really? what colour are they?"


............
i talked to Ama about everything BUT what happened at Chad's house.
If i'd told Ama, she would've ridiculed me. She was the "i'm not having sex till i get married" type. I didnt want anyone to preach to me. If i had told her, she would've told her extremely close best friend- Peaches. They would've gossiped about me. I didnt want anyone of them talking about me. So i kept it in from them.
I later found out, that Ama was a lesbian.
I later found out, Peaches was her girlfriend.
I should've known. I'd known them both for 10 years, and in those ten years, neither one of them had ever had boyfriends. Neither one of them, had ever proclained infatuation with anyone of the opposite sex. They followed each other everywhere. Did everything together. Mind you, these were extremely gourgeous babes. I should've known. (more about Peaches and Ama later)

The next day, I went over to China's house. I told her, she gasped, laughed, and asked a million questions. She then persuaded me to tell Nikki the next day at school. When i did, they both had a few laughs, and about 10 million more questions.

Thats how i lost my virginity.
I saw Chad for 5 more months after then.

Chad Episodes 1

The day i gave in, ...

Time: sometime in the evening
Venue: Chad's mom's house; bathroom
Who: Chad and I
What: Urinnointing
Why: To fufil his sick fantasy

He got in the tub, and knelt down. This man, was tall, so it was a little awkward...
"so what do i do now?" I think i was suppose to take the dominating role. i was suppose to say "bitch get in dat tub and kneel the fuk down! bow ur head! dont you dare look at me! I'm going to give you what you deserve for making me cum! Who gave you da right to make me cum??!"

But i was new at this... so i asked him " so what do i do now?"
"take your clothes off and get in the tub"
i took my panties off, slid my skirt off, and got into the tub. i hovered over him, placing my feet at the edges of the tub so that he was between my legs. I looked down at him. There he was with his big booty, kneeling down, head bowed- a chocolate skinned-freak. A grown man, waiting to be peed on.
i stayed there- couldnt believe i was actually going to do this. I waited just in case he'd change his mind.
"should i go now?"
"ya"
"are you sure?"
"ya, go!" he sunded so impatient. Like a dog craving a bone, he craved it!
"ok..." tinkle tinkle "here i go" tinkle tinkle

heard him moan, heard him groan, heard him go "ohhhhh" and "hmmmm".
i couldnt believe it. i looked away.

Chad's fantasy was fufilled.

As i gave him my last drop, he looked up, spat something (dont even ask what it was) out f his mouth, and cupped my vagina with his mouth. He darted in and out of me- fucked me like his tongue was all he had. Sucked me hard, and flickred his tongue on my bump. I came over him. and peed on him all over again.

Pee on you???

"yes"
"like actually... " i paused, couldnt get myself to say the "U" word "urinate on you?"
"Yaa..."
"why? what pleasure do you get from that? that is disgusting!"
"i know. but i want it. i want you to pee on me in the tub"
sounded to me like this sick man had it all planned out
he continued..."why? wouldnt you do it?"
i thought for a minute... hell, it aint like i'm gettin peed on anyway, "sure"
"oh thats great... when?"
wtf- "someday"
and that was the 2nd silliest mistake i made with Chad. After that moment, he wouldnt let me pee in peace. Everytime i wanted to use the bathroom, he'd beg me to do it on me. He'd beg! it was pathetic watching an older (still didnt know just how old) grown man BEG for me to bless him with my urine (eww)!
it got really bad. so bad that i'd be holding my pee- not peeing because peeing became such an issue. He'd run after me, try to catch me in the washroom to pee on him. so i stopped peeing at Chad's house.

Chad, Chad, Chad... was a true freak.
Not only did he love pee... he loved skirts.
loved skirts enough to stalk.
ya.
stalk.

I had a routine of taking walks with Virgo after school.
Sometimes, before my last class was over, i'd look outside of the school, and see a red pontiac driving by, aimlessly around the school.
i lost counts of how many times i'd be waking home, and i'd hear the "click click"s of paparazzi Chad... as i see his red pontiac drive by.
Chad would take my picture without my consent, in public as i walked home or from school. He wouldnt say a word. Just drive by, take my pic and left. It was sick.
How did he know to come by there at that time? How did he know where i'd be? Wasnt he suposed to be at work? I was embarrassed. Virgo started to tease me about him even more.


Chad has many pics of me- that i dont even know of. He never showed me none of them.

My first night with Chad

we went over to his house.
from the outside, it was nice. clean ... hmm...
then he got out of the car...


Chad was a 6'4 slim dark skinned clean shaven low hair cut man.
he wasnt unattractive, but definitely wasnt my type.
I looked at him as he walked ahead of me- his head was quite big. But oh my word! did he ever have a big ass!
there was something else about him... something odd
i wish i had followed my instincts then, but i didnt want to believe it.
what was so "odd" about chad?
lol its a long story...

the house...
it was nice. clean... family home, uncluttered...
i should've known...

He got a movie- "The mummy returns" and we began to watch it
he turned the lights off, and we sat in a love seat
i still remember him stroking the back of my hand
sending spirals of electrolove down my spine
i didnt want him to stop
it felt too good

we got through the movie- hardly
by tthe end of it, we were on the couch, kissing (he was a wet kisser), touching , and damn near fuckin
but it didnt happen

but it almost did
and the rush
plus the juices that softens my vaginal area everytime i recall our experiences to my friends or even in my mind at school,
made me come back so that "it" would happen

On occasions, we would go there, and get into his bed
soon, i started asking more questions:

"whose room is that across from yours?"
my moms'
You live with your mom? ***rolling my eyes in disgust***
yes
how old are you?
27
what? hes 27? so flikin old! but thats the age group i wanted anyway! i was SO sure i was too grown for men my age! so... i peoceeded with the questionnaire...
do you have any kids?
yes
typical black man...

how many?
three
wtf! this man is hooked!
three? by thesame woman?
no
how many women?
two
are you married?
divorced
***long pause and a note to self to never get serious with this guy***

i see, so where's your mom?
at work
does she allow you to bring girls over?
i felt pathetic asking a grown man this, and even more pathetic that he answered it
she doesnt mind
okay

so we got into his bed, as usual... played around as usual... he played with my clit as usual, came down to my clit as usual, and licked delicately as usual.

No one has ever played with me like he did.
Chad placed a curse on me- sexually.

He asked:
whats your fantasy?
to be play raped... (still is)

i should have stopped there and never asked, but i was silly... so i did:

"whats yours?"

he told me... "i want you to pee on me"...

for a minute i thought i heard him wrong. But i didnt. "pee" is what he said.

***ogini? do wetin? u wan mek i urinate pon u? ewo! dis wan na were o!***

from that moment on, i knew Chad was a true freak...
and i was right.

Introducing... the man who started it all; Chad.

16 year old me, walking down the street with Virgo on our way from school
it was in the evening, and with us being so young and looking,
It was great when a red car (a car? definitely a plus!) pulled up next to us

This wasnt a suprise, afterall i have that "it"

you know what i mean by "it", right?
....
that "it" is the thing that makes you hear me even before you see me
you feel invincible waves of femininity hitting your senses before you encounter the being that is me
You, get to know that this thing you are about to encounter, is a woman... of... high... esteem!

Chad saw "it" in me.

He pulled over, said hi.
i knew he was talking to me, VIrgo simply stepped a foot behind.
Virgo and i had that understanding; we simply "knew who they were attracted to; even without being told. Chad wanted me. I felt it a mile away.
we talked i didnt want to waste time. i had better things to do...
he had a hot car, but i wasnt about to waste time with a convo.
i flirted, a little. then headed my way. he asked to have my number, but i refused.
"i'll call you if you give me yours"
and he did.
i shouldnt have taken the number.
i knew he was older, but i thought it was the perfect age for me.
the men around me didnt seem to "fit". i knew i wanted a matured man. But not as old as i eventually found out Chad was.

I didnt call Chad. and probably neve would have. Until the night i went home from school and realised i got locked out. I was cheesed. It was freezing cold! i stayed over at the neighbour's house and they made me a cup of hot chocolate. ut i felt uncomfortable. I felt like a burden.

"hmm... you know, that guy could come in handy now"
so i called him.
He picked me up in a jiffy...
and that was my first time really getting to "know" Chad.