Jamila

Note: a bonus short story inspired by a manipulated picture.

“Are you sure you really want me for this?”

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?”

“Of course I’m sure. I just can’t believe you picked me is all.”

“Why not? Your name is Jamila, isn’t it? That means ‘beautiful’ in African and Arabic.”

“You know the meaning of my name? Damn! But you don’t really think I’m beautiful, do you? After all, there are so many other pretty girls out there.”

“But I chose you. I wouldn’t have chosen you if I didn’t think you weren’t beautiful. I just want you to know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“Oh no; I really want to. So what do you want me to wear?”

“I like ‘em nude when I take my pictures. Does that bother you?”

“Not at all. I don’t mind getting nude. It’s just that…”

“What?”

“I don’t know if I’m beautiful enough.”

“You let me be the judge of that, ok? Do you want to change inside?”

“Oh no. I can do it right out here. I’m not the least bit shy. I’m just hoping you like what you see. I don’t want you to be disappointed. After all, I’m a little older than the others.”

“You can’t disappoint me, Jamila. When I saw you were available I picked you out of the bunch, remember?”

“Well… I don’t know… Ok; now I’m naked. So what do you think?”

“I think you’re gorgeous.”

“Really? You don’t think I’m too… bushy down below?”

“I like the natural look.”

“You don’t think my breasts are too small?”

“They look gorgeous, especially the way your nipples are sticking out.”

“I can’t help it. I guess I’m more than a little excited. Are you sure I’m pretty enough?”

“I told you I think you’re gorgeous. Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me seeing you like that?”

“Really? Can I see?”

“You want to see?”

“Yes I do. You don’t have to be clothed to operate your camera do you?”

“No I don’t. Are you sure about this? I don’t want to offend you.”

“If I’m going to be naked for this then I think you should be naked too.”

“Ok. Let me take my clothes off. Now I’m warning you. Your beauty is making me, uh… are you sure you want me to take it all off?”

“Take it all off, baby. I want to see what you’re packing.”

“Ok, here goes…”

“Damn, you’re hard!”

“Of course I am. I’m hard because of how beautiful you are and what you’re going to be doing for me in the next few minutes.

“Aww, you’re making me blush. Ok; I suppose we’d better get serious about this. So how do you want me to do this?”

“Well, you have several choices.”

“What do the girls normally prefer?”

“Those who want to get into the spirit of things often like to have their wrists tied behind their back.”

“A little bondage, eh? Sexy… I like it. Let’s go with that.”

“Damn, honey. Your smile and your enthusiasm are both so incredibly sexy.”

“Are they? Aww, you’re making me blush again.”

“Ok, let me tie your wrists behind your back. Let me just get a little rope and, uh… gawd, what are you doing?”

“Just playing with the merchandise. *giggle* You don’t mind if I play with it, do you? Damn, you’re so fucking hard!”

“I can’t help it. It’s because you’re so fucking sexy and I’m really looking forward to this.”

“Mmmmm… I like how you’re twitching in my hand. I don’t suppose…”

“Don’t suppose what?”

“I don’t suppose I could suck it, could I? I kind of like the idea of blowing my executioner.”

“I don’t see any reason why not.”

“Good. Help me to my knees. Gawd, you’re so hard. Let me take it into my mouth. Mmmmmm.” *slurp slurp*

“Damn, baby. Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”

“Can you bring it down and put it around my neck? The noose I mean. Can I feel it while I’m sucking you? I want to get into character.” *slurp slurp*

“Oh, you’re already getting into character, honey. But ok. Let me just pull it down for you.”

*slurp slurp* “Mmmmmmmm. Damn, baby. That gave me such an erotic shiver when it touched my neck. I think I’m getting a little breathless now. So I’d better get back to sucking on this tasty piece of man meat. Mmmmmm.” *slurp slurp*

“Jamila?”

“Mmm-hmmm?” *slurp slurp*

“I think you’re going to make me cum.”

“Mmm-hmmm!” *slurp slurp*

“I’m giving you fair warning…”

“Mmm-hmmm!” *slurp slurp*

“If I don’t pull out I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

“MMM-HMMM!” *slurp slurp*

“Jamila, I… oh fuuuuuuck!”

“MMMMMMMMM! Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want to see it? Too late; I swallowed it already.”

“No, that’s… damn, girl! You are a beautiful woman of many talents.”

“I just hope my best one is the dance I’m going to put on for you. I’m a little worried though because I’m not really a dancer.”

“Oh, don’t worry. The noose wrings a unique dance out of each and every woman. I’m betting yours will be special.”

“Well I think I’m ready. Help me up onto the stool, ok Then you can tie the rope off and I’ll step off for you so you can take all the pictures you want.”

“All the ‘sexy’ pictures, you mean.”

“Damn, baby. You’re making me blush again.”

2018 (written Aug 6 ’18 by riwa. Manip by Quidam Martin)

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