Journalism & Chill: Chapter IX Pussy & Comedy.🎤💦🤭😂💕

Being a new stand up comedian is hard, especially if you don’t have an agent or a PR and you have to do everything by yourself. I am well aware of what comes with this life but I take it all in stride and not get stressed out over it because this is my escape.

I am married and I love my husband; we have been together for 10 years and I love him just as much as I loved him then. But I am getting the feeling that he is up to something and I can’t put my finger on it. He comes home from work late and doesn’t even eat what I cook for him. I make my schedule to match his so I am on stage during the day and at home at night to be with him. What has got me messed up lately is that he doesn’t even acknowledge me or say hello when he comes home and he is always too tired to even talk to me. I am trying not to think or assume anything. So I am just going to accept that he is just too tired to talk to me.

That was until this past weekend, He was off work and I took the day off to spend time with him. He was on the phone from 8 in the morning until 2pm. I was wondering who was he talking to and how important is it that he has to be on the phone instead of spending time with me. He couldn’t even go outside or be sneaky with it anymore because he was on his phone talking to another girl who he claimed three times that was his co-worker until I saw the text message that explained that he has been cheating on me with this “Co-worker” for aleast 3 years!!!! He hid that affair from me really well for three years and I must have been so in love or so focused on my career because nothing couldn’t have prepared me for what I found out that day.

After seeing the text messages and the hearing the conversations, he finally confessed to me after I had yelled at him and begged him for the truth. He couldn’t hide it anymore because it was plain and clear to see. Dick pictures and pussy pictures and even a video of him stroking this other woman who was not me could’ve sent me over the edge, but it didn’t. I kept calm and stayed pretty and silent afterwards. I focused on my stand-up comedy career and bought the laughs everytime I hit the stage. But it was one night on stage that changed everything, my life,my career and my marriage, and that was when I met a fellow comedian who had a much bigger platform than I had.

Morgan had been on stage longer than I had, did way more shows than me and he was an actor. I knew who he was and I loved the movies and stand-ups he did. He was watching me too because he came to my show and watched me perform. After the performance he came backstage to my dressing room just to tell me how good and funny he thought my set was. I thanked him for the compliment and I told him how much I knew and liked his work. He asked if he could work with me to create a stand-up special on the biggest streaming site in the world and I told him yes. I told him that I would love to work with him and gain insight and learn how to kill this comedy game. He was excited and intrigued by me because I gave off an energy that was inticing him to want to know me. He asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him and I told him I would love to. But I had to go home and tend to my husband. He understood and we exchanged numbers.

I went home that night and I cooked dinner as I usually do, and made sure my cheating, ungrateful, nasty ass husband had dinner to eat as well. He wasn’t deserving of it but me being the caring person I am I made sure he was fed. He came home and didn’t even acknowledge me. He went to the bedroom and took off his clothes, got in the shower and came downstairs to eat dinner which the first time he did that in a while. He said hello to me which I said hello back. In my mind though I was angry and plotting. I was turned off by him and the actions he committed. I stared at the telivision while he was at the dining room table eating dinner. It was at that moment that I decided I was going to have dinner with Morgan. I called him and made sure I was loud enough for my husband to hear what I was saying. I asked Morgan was he still in town and asked him would he love to have dinner and I would foot the bill since he asked me earlier that day and I declined it. He was absolutely fine with the date and asked what time and place should he meet me. I gave him 7:00pm and I told him to meet in Manhattan at Coco and Droves which is a restaurant that I like to eat at when I’m in the mood for something sophisticated and ratchet. He also wanted to let it be known that he was paying for the meal and the date which I was okay with even though I offered. I went to my room to freshen up and get ready for my date.

My husband gave me a look in disgust and asked me “Where am I going”? I told him that I am going to meet a fellow comedian to discuss my career and oppurtunities within it. Before he had a chance to utter in another word or sentence, I cut him off and told him that I will be back before 1am. I gave him no time to speak and in all honesty, I did not want to speak to him. I got ready and left the home and took MY car that he loves to drive in. I drove into Manhattan to meet Morgan at the restaurant. He was already there waiting for me which was the first time in a while that a man was on time just to spend time with me rather professionally or not. I got out of the car and met him by the greeter of the restaurant. The greeter seated us both at a table in the back corner and both looked at the menu before talking about business and other things.

Morgan told me about his life and why he chose comedy. He was an orphan who was abandoned by his mother and lived with his grandmother from early childhood until he became 20 years old. His father was murdered during a home invasion when he was just 8 years old. As a child he was into comic books and anime and he idolized spiderman as a childhood hero. He got into comedy due to the fact he was bullied in high school and it allowed him to get whatever he felt off his chest and comedy gave him that protection to speak out against bullying. I loved that he used comedy as an outlet for what he went through. I told him about my life and my marriage, and why I chose stand-up. He asked me if I loved my husband and would I ever forgive him? I simply told him that I love him but I will forgive him but I won’t forget but I also confessed to him that I am planning on leaving him because three years of going behind my back, showing love to another woman was disrespectful in my eyes. Morgan told me that it’s better to leave something that will crumble instead of sticking around and letting it crumble on you. That’s a great philosphy that stuck in my head long after Morgan and I encounter. We talked about creating a stand-up comedy to pitch to streaming companies. He wanted to produce it and throw money behind production, stage set, venue and other things which I was down to do. After eating delicious food and even having a few drinks we leave the restaurant and we drove my car to my house and caught the train to a bar.

Morgan and I went to the bar and had more drinks. He took me to this bar called King Andrews that is in Downtown Brooklyn, and the vibes were absolutely great. The bar had an island theme asthetic and the drinks were delicious. He had Whiskey and Tequilla straight with no chaser in his cup while I had mixed whiskey and vodka with Pineapple and orange juice. We had six shots together and shared Jokes and punchlines with each other. He told me that he didn’t live far from the bar which was when I found out he lived in Brooklyn too. We gathered a bit closley just to dance with each other and we kissed. I kissed the man who I looked up to and admire. I didn’t even think twice and we kissed for a long time. The energy from that kiss was so amazing that I was ready to move to the next phase which will be me sitting on him. I told him in his ear real seductively that I wanted him to take me home. He asked me if I was sure about that and I told him yes. He told me that He wanted to take me home and I told him I am so down with that. He asked me what about my husband? I told him “What about him”? In which he knows that my husband cheated on me and is still cheating on me. I also told Morgan that I didn’t us being intimate to affect everything we discussed on a professional aspect. Morgan ensured me that us being intimate wouldn’t threatened or change anything we discussed.

We’re at his place now and we wasted no time getting to the point. We kissed each other while taking each other clothes off until we were in the nude. He made his way from my lips to my breast sucking my nipples so softly and so eagerly too which in my mind he was such a gentlemen for doing that cause it’s been a while since I had my nipples sucked. He went from my breast to my pussy and sucked my clit very lightly while having his middle finger in my sugar walls. He is very skilled when it comes to pussy eating because he took his time circling my clit and lightly licking my labia and my outer walls before going in for the kill. It felt so good having someone eat and pay with my pussy because I was tired of doing that to myself. You would think that being married would mean someone playing with your cat all the time but that wasn’t the case. After orgasming the roles were switched and I sucked his dick, which he was big as fuck. He was bigger than my husband’s and looked way better than my husband’s. I gripped his dick and licked around the head and made tongue trails up and down his shaft and slowly put his head in my mouth and stroked it up and down while my mouth is getting increasingly filled with my own saliva. I got his dick so wet and used both of my hands to grip and stroke with my mouth aiding in the pleasure making. In that moment I realized how I enjoyed sucking dick and how long it has been since I sucked one.

After giving each other oral sex, he laid me on the bed and slid his very hard and very big dick in my already wet, warm and ready pussy. He slid it in very slowly and stroke me very slowly until I was comfortable with the rhythm. I held him in my arms and lowered his upper body down where My breast could touch his chest. I held him while he stroked my pussy very fast, he turned me over to have me on top of him and with the dick already in my pussy I proceed to ride him like a cow-girl and after a few minutes I lowered my upper body to touch his chest and I rode his dick in a circular motion gripping my walls very tightly around his dick. I increased the speed with every one minute of rode on it and my pussy got wetter and wetter because he was hitting my upper back vaginal area where the G-Spot is located. Everytime he touched that area with his big ass dick I would get a hightened sensitive sensation and it would increase. He flipped me over again and fucked me so hard until we both orgasmed. I came first, the feeling was so heightened and I felt a very large tingle and my pussy contracted with feeling numbed and my mind leaving my head and my own body leaving itself. I screamed his name very loud during this whole process, MOOOOOORRRRRGGGGAAAAAN Uh….Uh… yeah baby, you the shit!!!!! He came shortly after me and squirted all his nut on my tits. I proceeded to grab my own tit and lick the cum right off it while he looked at me so turned on by the act. He grabbed a wet cloth and wiped my breast off and we kissed and slept in his bed until the morning.

It wasn’t until 7 in the morning when I woke up; and realized I told my husband that I would be home. I got ready and woke Morgan up, I told him that I was going home. He woke up and got ready and asked me “if he could take me home and that if I was hungry”? told him I was hungry and that I wanted to get something to eat and also told him that it was okay for him to take me to my house. We got into his Black Dodge charger and drove to a nearby deli for some food and he dropped me off home. He parked infront of my home and we talked for a little bit about the comedy Stand up special and future projects. He told me to call him and reach out if I needed anything and for me to have a good day. I left the car and entered my home.

I came home assuming that my house was empty and I went into the kitchen and grabbed a ice cold cup of water and went upstairs. I went to the bathroom to urinate and after flushing the toilet and washing my hands, I proceeded to walk towards the bedroom and the door was closed. When I opened up the door, I saw my husband and his side chick naked with her laying on top of him. Both ot them are looking at me in sheer suprise with eyes wide open and they are both paused in the same position. I didn’t yell, I didnt argue, I didn’t even acknowledge them. All I did was go to the closet, and while inside the closet I stripped off my clothes, grabbed my washcloth and towel, grabbed my the clothes I just took off to send in my worn clothes basket, and shut the closet door. I was naked infront of my husband and his mistress for a short minute. I left the bedroom and entered the bathroom to take a shower. While I was in the bathroom I text Morgan to let him know that my husband is currently cheating on me with his mistress in my bed, Morgan laughed and said “Just like his dick is new to another female, Your pussy is new and precious and belongs to me now.”

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