Cinderella – I’m Bored, Whatcha Doing?

I wanted to do something different. Something so different I’m not even sure where I got the idea from. Maybe one day I while I was stuck in traffic, enduring the heat of an Atlanta summer, or maybe I was seasoning some chicken when the epiphany hit me. So I gave her a call.

We were in downtown Atlanta checking out an art exhibit, we were holding hands, and enjoying our weekly I’m bored what are you doing date. She was looking at this amazing painting when I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, about how I wanted to spank that ass. She laughed and we continued to look at beautiful artwork made by artist. 

When we got back to the car I explained to her the things I wanted to do her. She looked at me like I was crazy so I brushed it off. Maybe I’m just too much of a sexual intellectual for her. We went back to her house and had sex on the couch. I cooked for her we watched a movie, and enjoyed the rest of the night at her townhouse on the east side of Atlanta.

Over the course of a few weeks I kept beating the idea into her head until one day she hit me up like I wanna see you. I was shocked because it was in the middle of the week and honestly I hadn’t been bored in a while. Not that she wasn’t worth my time. She was a beautiful southern girl with the booty like Tahiry, a face like an angel and sweeter than Red Velvet cupcakes by the Get Em Girls. We made plans to meet after work and I told her I was gonna spank that ass, and she had no say in it what so ever. Hey I was feeling bold, but she agreed.

We meet up on Wesley Chapel Rd. and went to my place. I felt on her booty as she walked up the stairs and once we got into my apartment, I grabbed her by the back of her neck and led her to the room. I threw her on the bed and kissed her. Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths. I stood up unbuckled my belt and told her to take off her clothes. This church going southern girl loved aggressive sex. She undressed and kneeled on all fours on the bed in front of me. I pulled my belt out the loops of my jeans and let my pants drop to the floor. I told her to put it in her mouth. 

She took the manxilla into her mouth and quickly covered it spit. Her body rocked back and forth, her thong looking like a hill in the southern skyline on 285. I grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth off of the manxilla. I told her she’s been a bad b*tch. “I ain’t seen you in a long time.” I said as I lifted my other hand and let my thick leather belt come crashing down on her round fluorescent beige ass. Screamed ouch! “Shut the f*ck up” I said as I put it back into her mouth. 

She sucked it nice and wet and made me hard like a rock. I was so turned on by the hit I wanted to dive in her right then and there, but I had to play. I couldn’t believe she was actually letting me give her a beating. I told her to lay on her stomach. I rubbed her back, and when I got down to her butt, I let two strong whelps of the belt come crashing down on on her left ass cheek w/ my thick leather belt. Whap Whap! She let out grunt and a moan. I bent down on her, putting my body against her back, I kissed her on her neck went kissed down her back. I split her butt cheeks w/ my mouth and ate her out from the back for a short while. She went crazy. Moaning and putting her booty into my face. I got up quickly and let two more whips of my thick leather belt on to her right butt cheek. Whap Whap! I rubbed it with my other hand. Her rear end now fluorescent beige w/ two neon pink whelps on each side. After rubbing her I let my hand come crashing down over and over again until I saw a hand print on my high yellow southern beauty’s booty. I leaned over to my nightstand got a condom out and rolled it on. 

I propped her up on all fours, slide into her doggy style. I got half of the manxilla inside of her and eased it in balls deep. She moaned at my slow sexual entry. I dropped the belt on the bed grabbed two big handfuls of her butt and slide inside her a few more times, before giving her a gang load of hard, fast stroked from behind. You could hear our bodies crashing into each other. Occasionally my hand would give her a smack on the butt. I switched up my tempo. Slowed it down. One hand on her lower back guiding my way inside of her as she moaned and begged to be f*cked. With my other hand I picked up the belt again and hit her with it some more. Ah! Ah! Ah! I asked her was she okay. I didn’t want to get too carried away, she told me it hurt bad at first but now it feels good. I leaned down and kissed her neck from behind. Grabbed a handful of her hair and told her to shut up, then hit her some more w/ my thick leather belt. 

She was wetter than whale pu$$y. I was satisfied and now it was time to do her like she loved it. I told her to turn around and lay on her back. Lifted one leg on my shoulder, put myself inside her, and gave it to her. Hard, soft, fast slow. All different types of ways I pulled out in the middle, put my mouth on her and licked. I called her names, looked at her scrunched up face and we did things. When I was done she took me in her mouth and we laid there and I rubbed her booty. 

We spent a couple of years being bored together. Numerous what you doing calls, wanna come with me heres and much more. I cooked for her, she cleaned for me. Yet we never gave each other a title. In Atlanta where the ratio of men to women is completely out of wack I ended up with a different woman, and got serious w/ a different Cinderella who took my heart and put it in a blender. Once the pain was over I called up my bored friend to find out she not only had a man, she was engaged. I ended up moving out of Atlanta years later and recently went through my old emails and came across a few of our email chains. I miss her a little bit and looking back I should of gave her a title. Nevertheless we had fun together but the #worstfeeling is realizing I eff this one up. 

Xilla. The Sexual Intellectual.