Enough Is Enough: The Worst Sh*t I’ve Ever Witnessed

 

This past week, I permanently ceased having contact with Moscato because she called me a nigga in a text message. I blocked and deleted a young lady, who happens to be a very sexually pleasing and bisexual woman, because she asked me to bring her a beer. My behavioral standards are strong; Poitree and Ayrelle can attest. For as many blogs that I’ve written about penetrating different women, I could exceed those by writing about the times I’ve left half naked women where they sat, or laid, because they did something that my brain couldn’t comprehend (like screaming out “o’ God” during sex).

I’ve been in secluded  situations with quite a number of females in my day and there is nothing that has ever been as flat out wrong as what I witnessed recently. It was a red light + a stop sign + a pot hole + a state trooper sitting at the corner. I wasn’t even aware that people lived like this…

“What’s up daddy?”, the text read at 1-something in the morning. It’s author was a woman on the eastside of Detroit who was interested in having sex for a second time. Despite having just coming from a session with one of the freakiest and most sexually satisfying women I’ve ever known (and our most recent session will undoubtedly have a blog), I decided to stop by her house anyway. My goal wasn’t to have sex, I actually just wanted my back rubbed, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t realize that the potential for sex was there.

After dodging pot holes the size of Smart Cars on the eastside of Detroit, I finally arrived. The house was pitch black dark. Not a single light was on which had me thinking this chick didn’t pay her DTE bill. Fortunately, the house was warm, and I did see a light gleaming from the upstairs bathroom as I tried not to fall up the stairs on the way to her room.

When we entered the room, she said, “I would turn the lights on, but I don’t want to wake up the baby.” I assumed she was talking about the hallway light and the kids in the other rooms. The first time we had sex in her home, I didn’t even see a child, and the room we had sex, which wasn’t the room were in this time, was only occupied by us. After her comment, I noticed she walked towards the right end of her room and shined her cell-phone light on a small figure laying on a bed…wait, is that…

…A FUCKING CHILD.

Red Light. I stopped. I looked up, around, then back down. There is a little girl in a bed, 3 feet away from the bed that this woman proposed that I lay down and get naked in. This isn’t an infant either, not that it mattered, but a young girl, maybe 1-2 years old. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Are you fucking serious?”, I responded. “What?, it’s not like she’s in the bed”, she answered back, failing to see why I was angry. “I’m not fucking with you with a kid in the room. That shit is foul,” I replied. I couldn’t believe this was even an option to this chick.

I have never, ever, ever-fucking-ever, fucked in a room with a child in it. I only allow 2 scenarios in a room with me; Me + a woman or Me + more than one woman. Second to opening up a Bible and laying it on the bed, this was the worst thing that could happen. The blatant disrespect for her child almost made me want to kick her in the head. I was literally disgusted. I wanted to call CPC (Child Protective Custody).

I left…Immediately. I was leaving so fast, I almost fell down the stairs as I heard the stupid b*tch asking me, “You aren’t mad at me are you?”. Mad wasn’t the word. “I’m straight on you,” I answered as I walked out the front door. I sat in my car and tried to rationalize what just occurred. I couldn’t. I called my female confidant Ayrelle to complain, followed by Poitree. Maybe if I was married, and my wife and I had a room with a new born infant in a crib 15 feet away, would I possibly think about getting frisky with a child in a room. There’s no way on earth would I have sex with a child an arms length away.

HELLO OUT THERE. This bitch does not know me. She thinks my name is Juan or something. Do you know how far down Juan is on my list of aliases from my real name? It isn’t even on there, I made it up on the spot. How the fuck do you invite a dude over, who you don’t know, to your house where your kids live while they are there? Wait, let me stop fronting, I’ve had that happen plenty of times, just not with small kids and definitely not for sex, not to mention sex in the same room. What if I was a serial rapist? What if I got off on lil’ kids? How do you put your child in that situation?

How does a man’s dick even get hard when there is a little kid in the room? I used to go ultra-soft when I heard Bumble Bee’s little princess calling for her mom from all the way down stairs, I couldn’t imagine having the child wake up to the sounds of her mom slurping up some dudes dick. Even when I was younger, when Doo Wop and I used to have sex while she watched her younger sister, we atleast waited until she went to sleep and laid her down in another room. This is unprecedented.

If I had a daughter and her mom and I weren’t together, and my little bundle of joy came over and told me that while she was sleep, or trying to sleep, her mom was bent over getting fucked by a stranger 4 feet away…I’d stomp her mom. Period. There was some dude’s penis in the same room as my daughter? It’s over. I’m kidnapping my daughter and setting her moms house on fire.

I had no clue, no type of warning, that this female would do such a thing. I didn’t have any of the “don’t go over there” moments I usually have when something bad is about to happen.

Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever had sex with a child in the room? If you have, where the two people having sex the parents of the child? How old was child?

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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