Shadows grow shadows as the vibrant night becomes
alive with the sounds of chirping crickets, as they sing their mating songs.
Creatures of the dark eternal night whisper wistful secrets to the midnight air.
Lavender blue clouds skip across the glittering jewel-like stars. Summer of
carnal sin has returned with its steamy hot humid days and cool tropical breezy
nights. The rising full moon hints of unrestrained passion waiting to explode in
an effervescent flaming kaleidoscope. I know deep in my soul that it will
detonate in shades of flowing bright crimson red, if my heart sinking suspicions
are correct. Lust and animal heat are an addictive deadly combination on the
sinister pathway to dark selfish carnal knowledge where true committed
monogamous love has no place. A loving simple woman of a controlled delicate
passionate nature can become lost inside crystal blue debauchery, all illusions
of heavenly grandeur shattered completely.
A frenzied whirlwind path of
strewn clothes tells the lewd tale of impatient lust. Empty crushed beer cans
litter a dirty brown stained carpet. Cigarette smoke clouds the room like the
ominous fog from a hungry swamp. Cheap perfume and expensive after-shave mingle
together in a play of opposites attract. Mirrors dominate the walls and ceiling,
reflecting the unruly cheapness of what they see in a non-condemning pattern of
harsh reality.
Large hands wrapped in long bleached hair, ass cheeks
tightening with each savage thrust of his raging cock into her velvet gloved
mouth, as eyes roll back in his head, he forgets the yester years, sweet sixteen
candy coated kisses that hinted of growing pure love. No memories remain of the
innocent virgin he took in the back seat of his Chevy or of the precious woman
who bore his fruit. He has no thoughts of all the years of comfort she has
provided through sweat, blood and tears. He thinks only of the now that his cock
is centered around.
On her knees before him, kneeling on the grimy dirty
carpet, her wicked eyes are locked to his, as she shrewdly watches his
expression of carnality. She rubs his sweat-covered balls with their wet matted
hair, as she sucks vigorously on his dark pink cock. He thrusts into her
skillful mouth deep throating her, making her gag as she is forced to swallow
his torrid cock, but you can tell that she loves this the most; the wanton whore
being so sorely used and debased. Wrapping her mouth over his cock head, she
flicks her tongue over the tip as he rubs his puckered asshole with her finger
briefly, before shoving it in. He involuntarily tightens around her finger that
is massaging his prostate. This sets him into a whirlwind of orgasm. When his
salty cum shoots onto her face, he thinks only of the moment of release, knowing
that it won't sate his hunger, his greed. Relishing in his rain shower of thick
white jism, she brazenly smiles and rubs cum from her hands over her heavy
breasts and ruddy nipples.
Strong hands lift her off her knees to toss
her nefariously on the wrecked bed with its sheets torn asunder by their lust
play. With his ravenous mouth sucking her button-sized clit, he slides three fat
fingers into her marshy cunt to imitate fucking effects, as his spent twitching
cock takes an ephemeral break. Now it's her feral turn to rowdily fuck his face
with her red tipped hands grabbing the small amount of graying hair on his head.
She grinds and moans, urging his tongue to go faster and his fingers to fuck
harder, as she squeezes her ample sagging breasts, tugging on her large russet
nipples. She lifts one to her mouth to lick across the large erect nipple.
Watching her wicked nipple show, he licks harder and faster.
Screams of
climax coat the air, as she gushes her creamy cunt juices on his gluttonous
face. He wastes no time plunging his chubby cock now rigid, inside her shrewd
cunt. Holding her yielding legs up by the ankles, he savagely pounds her swampy
pussy with no thoughts of tenderness or devotion, just brute aspiration. Rubbing
her receptive clit with ruby tipped fingers, her agreeable cunt explodes once
again. His shiny round face contorts as his exotic dancing hips slow for a
fleeting moment, to let the feral urge to cum pass or maybe just to enjoy the
feeling of a convulsing cunt around his sniveling dick. Sliding out of her, he
roughly rolls her over unto her hands and knees, making her push her ample ass
in the air. Feverishly he rubs his dripping cock head over her ass cheeks and
down her gleaming wet cunt, leaving a slimy trail of pre cum. With his
pussy-juiced cock, he pushes into her ass. She starts a mad pumping thrust
against him. The animals are in control now.
Bucking and fucking,
slapping her ass and pulling her hair, he knows only this moment of lust. I
watch them through the curtains. On the outside, peeping within, I am a witness
of aberrant lust. Isn't love enough to keep the beast alive? A moment of
irrepressible blinding lust can demolish and ravage years of pure committed love
from the very core of one's spirit. When his cock pulls out of her ass, and cum
shoots into the air and onto her back, one hand tightens over a circle of love
and the other caresses the trigger to deliverance from hell. I glance up at the
waxing moon, as it confirms that passion has erupted. I burst into the room,
taking careful aim at him amid his protests of sorrow and mock love. I tighten
my grip on the cold steel trigger and watch as vivid crimson cum decorates the
grimy walls, sullied bed and sprays the harlot, to paint her the scarlet whore
that she is. He slops over dead, no blood lust passion left. Did it go to the
lakes of brimstone to burn incessantly in adultery hell's vile abyss?
I
open my hand to reveal what was once a symbol of committed pure love, his
wedding ring. I ask, with numbness known to the betrayed, "Did you know?" With
cold calculating control, and bull's-eye aim, I jadedly watch as she protests
her innocence with her deceitful mouth, while her heartless eyes tell of her
guilt. Because a pussy scorned knows no regrets, I silence the sinning cunning
whore, sending her to join him in Hades where their lust will burn their souls
forever. This time I am painted red with the guilt of their sin I gave my all,
my love, my heart to him, sacrificing my desires and needs to make him feel
whole. Never asking for anything, I just gave. All he had to do was take. The
lust and desire was below the surfacing, waiting for him to scratch it, to
notice once again the woman that was always there, waiting for him to take. .
Glancing up into the mirror over the bed, I see what I now am, a broken-spirited
woman of betrayed love, now lost for all eternity with a heart so shattered that
now life is meaningless and crimson with my soul's extinguishing flame. Placing
the gun under my trembling chin, as I grasp tightly the red tainted wedding
ring, I squeeze the trigger as I stare outside the room of deception, at the
haunting neon sign of the Cherry Moon Motel.