I had a little bit more than an hour to kill with my shit date, Liza before the movie she chose, a cheesy Saturday Night Live spin-off would show at the 84th street Loews. I took her to Flor De Mayo, an affordable and reliable choice for dates like her. I needed a strong Nutcracker if I was going to listen to her brag about shopping at Payless shoes for another hour. Her movie and shoe choices would have normally bothered me, but they were all that much more offensive since she had already self righteously questioned my lack of a formal education within the first ten minutes of our date. My defense mechanisms pegged her I.Q. at about 70, and that was being generous. Our future together was limited to the next six hours or so. If we ever made it to my bedroom, I already decided that I was going to jam my thumb in her ass, fuck her with utmost disrespect and then cum in her hair.
Once shown to our table, Liza babbled about her last boyfriend and how poorly he treated her as I entertained myself by people watching. It wasnt a particularly attractive crowd tonight, I thought to myself as a family of four was seated diagonally across from us. The first thing I noticed was the womans hips, full and voluptuous. Then her cleavage which showcased her breasts, which swayed towards the ceiling. She looked Dominican and had distinct features that were model like. She had full red, glossy lips and majestic cheekbones. Her large Asian like eyes gave me an immediate sense of deja vu. I couldnt help but feel that I knew her. I just couldnt place where from.
Liza broke my spell by complaining that I wasnt paying attention to her.
I was just taking it in. Thats fucked up shit. Why do you think guys treat you like this I bullshitted her good.
Right? Im such a nice girl she responded.
The waiter took our orders. I ordered my usual roast chicken dish along with my drink. Liza ordered fried chicken chunks with a Sex on the Beach with a stupid grin on her face.
My favorite drink! she offered.
Good. I said.
You ever had sex on the beach? she flirted.
I dont find anything sexy about getting sand up my ass.
She snorted as she laughed. My eyes widen.
I love sex. She looked me in my eyes.
I know. Thats why were having this date. I smirked as I tensed up, waiting for the backlash.
Oh I see. You think you’re all that. What makes you think Im going to sleep with you?
I shrugged my shoulders. Probably the same thing that made me think you would say yes when I asked you out.
Liza couldnt help but grin. Are you sure you arent gay, because you sure are acting fierce?
Nah, Im not gay. I only call it how I see it.
I looked her up and down.
I know you’re not a fag hag. The ones I know dont usually shop at Payless.
Liza stared me in the face, trying to determine whether I was serious or not.
What do you got against Payless?
The name and the cheesiness it conjures up in my mind.
You know, youre pretty smart for somebody that never went to school.
Fucking bitch I thought. She got me with that one. I felt my ears become warm. She excused herself to go to the ladies room. I watched her leave. She did have a nice ass though.
I continued to focus on the Dominican woman and her family. I checked out her man. He looked like he was probably a lot more better looking ten years ago. He was bloated and tired looking and dated himself with the clothes he wore, Jean shorts, Fubu shirt and a fade haircut that was thinning on top. I was positive that he was either a cop or some kind of security guard. He was permanently angry looking and reddish around the neck and ears. High blood pressure perhaps from work related stress, or was it from the burden of trying to maintain a woman that was blatantly obviously way above his league. He had to know that every man that laid eyes on her wanted to fuck her in ways that would drive him insane. Sucker.
Liza returned, complaining about the ghetto rudeness of some girls in the ladies room. She continued on, as I tuned her out to keep with my observations. They had two handsome boys, about eight and twelve years of age. The older one still seemed unaware of his striking looks, compliments of his mother. His teeth were tragically fucked up though. I hoped that one of his parents would get the kid some braces soon. I found myself a little angry that they hadn’t already. I imagined how angry the kid will become one day over his parents unfortunate negligence, when he had to face life with such an unnecessary handicap.
I made infrequent eye contact and nodded my head to Liza to give the impression that I was with her. I was grateful that she was a talker and was able to keep herself entertained. She was now going on about how the girls she worked with were all bitches and jealous of her.
I wonder why. I offered.
I kept looping in my head where I might have known this woman from. She was several years older than me, so that ruled out school. Had she lived in my building or even on my street, I would have definitely remembered her. Had she been a waitress at La Caridad or La Floridita? This actually made the most sense to me, except that I probably would have eaten at these restaurants daily if this had been the case. She was the polar opposite of her man. Her energy was warm and inviting. She was sexy without a hint of making an effort. How did I know her? I agonized to remember.
Who are you staring at? Liza demanded to know.
Im just wondering where I know these people from. Thats all.
Its that important? She wanted to know.
Drink your Sex on the Beach.
Dont tell me what to do. She huffed and puffed and fake looked for something in her purse. I cant believe this. This is the worst date Ive been on.
I shrugged. Sorry. Right then and there, the woman made a pouting facial expression that was as uniquely hers as her D.N.A. I definitely knew her, and I knew her better than I thought.
Liza was raging by this point. Go to hell I thought as the man got up, crudely adjusting his crotch. He walked towards the rest room. I think he sneered at me. Once gone, she played with one of her boys hair and kissed the top of the head.
Holy fucking shit! I thought to myself as I got it.
She looked at me briefly then almost immediately took a second look. Her face puzzled, but it took her seconds to register in her mind where she knew me from. She smiled. I fell in love all over again. I smiled and nodded hello.
Como esta? she asked.
I smiled and nodded my head that I was good.
You dont remember me, do you? she asked, eager to know.
I nodded my head enthusiastically that I did. A most pleasant memory shoved far in the back of my sub-conscious.
You look good. You grew up well. You look very strong.
My face was paralyzed by the smirk that took over it. All I was able to do was nod my head foolishly. Liza turned to see who was talking to me. She checked the woman out from head to toe, obviously comparing how she measured up against her.
The man returned from the bathroom, wanting to know what was going on. She spoke to him in Spanish.
I wanna go! Liza hissed
Then go! I downed the rest of my Nutcracker and flagged the nearest waiter for another one.
I thought you were so cool.
This is what happens when you date guys who never went to school I snapped at Liza, still angry at her earlier comments. But since youre so well City College educated, you should have known this one simple fact of life. Guess they fucked up, huh?
The tears flowed down Lizas cheek. I felt like a dick, but for only about ten seconds.
You fucking asshole!
Both, the man and woman looked my direction. I smiled and waved. The woman checked me and smiled. Her man caught her and accused her of giving me the eye. She chastised him in Spanish.
As Liza stormed out the restaurant, the waiter brought my cocktail in perfect timing to indulge myself in blissful memory.
SPRING 1982
I sat nervously on the hard bed in a depressingly bland room that smelled like mildew. The Dominican woman sat at a vanity mirror, applying red lipstick. I was afraid to look her in the face for reasons unknown even to myself. She smiled at me. The smile was warm and sincere.
Dont be nervous.
Im not! I lied.
Youre very handsome.
I didnt know how to take the compliment. I felt my ears grow warm.
Antonio and Raul are your brothers?
My cousins, but were like brothers because I grew up with them in the same house.
I understand. Theyre cool people. They’re nice for bringing you here.
I nodded, not quite knowing how to respond.
The Dominican woman sat on the bed next to me. So you’re a virgin?
I wanted to disappear on the spot. She touched my thigh firmly and stroked up towards my crotch.
Its okay, Papi. Cause Im here for you. Today you are going to become a man.
She kissed my neck and ears. I felt myself falling in love with this warm, sensual woman. I couldnt believe this was happening.
She slipped out a breast from her negligee; I instinctively kissed it and sucked her brown areola and erect nipple. She stroked my rock hard penis through my jeans.
You’re big.
I am? I asked, surprised.
Uh huh. You are. How old are you?
Twelve and a half!
Youre going to do well with the ladies.
I appreciated the positive reinforcement. I wasnt so sure about myself sometimes.
She pulled off her panties. I observed intensely, taking in every inch of her naked flesh. This was very much like a religious ceremony to me that I waited for forever. A small triangular patch of groomed pubic hair was finally revealed. She spread her legs open for me, displaying her pussy. Mecca. Ive finally arrived. She giggled at the way I was keenly focused on her like a science experiment.
Take off your clothes. She directed me. I pulled off my shirt. At twelve, I was obsessed with doing push-ups, so my physique was more muscular than most kids my age and not only did I know it, my perception of it was outrageously exaggerated.
Wow. This is such a treat for me. You have a beautiful body. She confirmed.
I work out! I couldnt wait to blurt out.
Go on take off your pants.
I obeyed, flinging my sneakers off and stripping my jeans off with them. I stood with my Fruit of the Loom briefs, slightly embarrassed and self conscious.
What about your underwear?
Can I leave them on, for a little bit.
Come here. I did. Lay down, Papi. I also did. She went into a small bathroom. I heard running water. I couldnt help but feel paralyzed. I looked at the night stand next to the bed. It had a small shrine of Catholic saints and candles with some rose petals scattered about. She returned and bathed me.
She looked me in the eyes and smiled before she took my dick into her mouth all the way down to the base of it. She sucked slowly back up before freeing my penis. Oh my fucking God, I thought to myself, I cant believe it. I was finally getting my dick sucked. She continued to suck hard and furiously. I was torn between taking in every single lick, suck and sensation and being trapped inside my head about it. She stopped to lie on her back next to me, assuming a missionary position.
Come, Papi. She directed me. I stared at her open legs, hesitating. I didnt know how to tell her what I really wanted to do.
Come on, Papi. What are you waiting for?
I want to.., I couldnt finish the sentence.
What do you want to do?
I took my eyes off her pussy long enough to look her in the face and blurt out. I want to kiss it!
You do? She said, shocked as all hell, for reasons I could not understand as of yet.
Oh my! She smiled. This seemed to make her very happy.
I brought my head to her vagina and relished in the taste of my first lick up the side of her vulva before flicking my tongue about on her clitoris.
Oh my God, Papi! That feels so good. This cant be your first time.
I ignored her, licking and sucking feverishly, feeling like there was nothing else in the world I would have rather been doing. She moaned and groaned. I watched her facial expressions. She looked so pretty. She rubbed and played with my curly hair.
Come on, Papi. Fuck me. She sat up and kissed me on top of my head. I climbed on top of her. She reached and grabbed my dick and brought it to her wet pussy. She was about to insert it when I asked her to wait. She looked at me, curious.
Slow. I want to see it go in.
I watched as my dick disappeared inside of her. I held my breath as I felt inch by inch slide into her. I buried my face in between her neck and shoulders. I arms hugged her tightly. My pelvis dug into her as far as it would go and gyrated. She embraced me harder, moaning.
Papi!
The harder she dug her finger nails into my ass, the harder and faster I fucked her. I thought she was unusually wet and wondered if this was supposed to be.
Come Papi cum! she pleaded.
I shut my eyes tight and felt stirrings about my loins and genitals. I took short, deep breathes as parts of my body went into uncontrollable spasms. My right leg kicked on its own. I felt a warm rush shoot from deep inside of me, through my penis and exploded out. I banged my head again and again on a pillow. The noises that came out of my mouth embarrassed me. I thought them to be not very masculine and foolish. When it was over, the woman seemed a bit freaked out.
Oh my God, Papi. Are you okay? She asked, truly concerned.
I’m alright. I huffed.
That was wonderful. Wow, Papi. Youre not a virgin. Youre a liar! Why you lie, Papi?
Im not lying! Upset that she thought I was. She giggled at how gullish I was.
I watched her walk into the bathroom with the basin. Through the door, I could see her plant one foot on top of the toilet seat and wiped her self off with a paper towel. I didn’t find this attractive. She filled the basin and returned to clean me off. I got up and took the basin from her and took care of myself.
‘do it for you, Papi.
I wanna do it myself.
We both got dressed. She guided me to the door.
I want to come back.
Oh Papi, this is my last day today. Im sorry.
She watched my face sadden.
Ay Papi, but their are other girls here for you.
This wasnt what I wanted to hear. I didnt know to say. I just felt sad and at twelve years of age, it was almost impossible to separate my emotions from reality.
Okay. I whispered.
She opened the door where my two twenty something year old cousins were waiting for me in the moldy smelling living room on old beaten couches and the other women who worked there. A couple of older, fat dirty men were sitting, waiting for better choices to appear out of one of the occupied rooms. Their eyes lit up when they saw my girl. I felt that all eyes were on me. I took a deep breath and walked to the exit door, wanting to get out as soon as possible.
My cousin Antonio play slapped me in the back of the head. I cringed.
Kid! Now you can hang out with the big boys!
Yeah kid! How does it feel getting your dick wet for the first time? They both laughed at their own crudeness.
On the street, I walked several feet behind them, not wanting to be associated.
I wanna go to the park! I announced. The words couldnt get out my mouth fast enough.
Go ahead. Get the fuck out of here! Antonio told me.
Fucking little punk. Leave us flat cold after what we did for you! Raul chimed in.
I ran up the block as fast I could. I wanted to get as far away from them as possible. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I disappeared around the corner. I forgot about Antonio and Raul and thought about what happen. My chest swelled up and I had a swagger to my walk. I never thought to ask her what her name was, but Isabella sounded nice to me.
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