Elliot had showed me his room at the Cunningham commune. He shared it with someone else but because today was a 'special' night; they offered to give the wedded couple space. I say this with so much bitterness but I know Elliot does not deserve this. He deserves better, he has been nothing but honest and kind to me.
"Are you afraid?" He asked because I was just seated stiff on his bed fiddling my hands.
"Yes... a tad bit."
"Don't be, I will be very gentle. Although I have never been with a woman before. I'm very excited."
William was right, wasn't he always?
"You can remove your clothes and get in the blankets." He said. I did not understand, William always made sure I was wet first by touching my breasts, kissing me and so many other things. I removed my dress and undergarments letting them fall to the floor. I felt self conscious but I didn't seem to care much about what he thought. I was more self conscious with Will but as we did it more and more.. I thought less of it.
Elliot seemed to be amazed as he watched me undress. I could tell that it was already standing. I was nervous and my heart couldn't stop thudding. My hands were even shaking..
I went inside the blankets naked and watched Elliot undress. I was ashamed to say—
It wasn't as big as William's
It looked different not just the skin tone, he pulled the wrinkled skin back (uncircumcised). William didn't have so much skin on his p***s (circumcised). I just couldn't stop comparing. Maybe because William was much taller and Elliot wasn't as tall.. I suppose that added to the p***s difference. It was odd, Elliot's p***s was very skinny but long. William's p***s was long and thick.. so thick it threatened to rip me apart.. long enough, he always hit all the spots until there was no space left within me.
Elliot got in the blankets, he got on top of me. I opened my legs. He tried to push it in but accidentally almost put it in my butthole. It was quite awkward. I would do anything to get out of this situation. It was his first time with a woman, I had to be understand. I had to show him where to put it, I never had this problem with William. I was not even wet, even the buds of my breast were not hard.
"Oh my goodness." He said closing his eyes when he finally entered me. Honestly at this point, I felt like crying. Tears threatened to flood. I hate it. I hated every moment of it. I didn't feel fulfilled infact I had to tighten my v****a walls around him to make sure I was conceived a virgin. The worst part—
"Ouch... it hurts.." I fake whimpered. I was not proud of myself but I had to. I was a virgin in his eyes. The first time, I was with William, it hurt. The second time I was with him it hurt a little. I had to pretend it hurt, to give Elliot assurance that I really was a virgin. Elliot panicked.
"Should I stop? I can stop!" He said.
I felt very guilty.
"No, I think it's better now. Just continue.." I persuaded him.
"Alright." He said softly. He tried kissing me which he did but he could not manage to thrust and kiss me at the same time. I immediately knew William was skilled. He always managed to kiss me, touch me while relentlessly me thrusting into me. Elliot was out of breath, every time he kissed me, his thrusts slowed down, every time he thrust into me.. he was out of breath, breathing in my face. I didn't like it. Time seemed as if it was slowing down.
"Mhm.." I fake moaned. I hated myself for being deceitful but there was no other way. Without a warning, he rolled his eyes back and collapsed on top of me as he released his load inside me. I loathed the feeling with all my might.
"That was amazing.." he said, out of breath. "You felt so good."
"It was nice." I replied.
He kissed me yet again, I was always disgusted not because Elliot was not the best looking person with his croaked teeth and I couldn't exactly tell but I had realized while he was undressing that. He had a slight disability. One leg was slightly shorter than the other. It made me feel even worse for pinning this on him. He deserved to be loved back. Everything between us didn't seem genuine, how he had fell for me in only a few day. I suppose, slave marriages at times were marriage of convenience not exactly love but there were some instances. I doubted my mother loved my father..
I excused myself to clean up.
I felt so dirty.
I had slept with two men in my whole entire life. That was a big number to me. In more ways.. I felt as if, I was cheating on William. I had not told him, I loved him yet. I really wanted to. I missed his touch.. I missed his smile and kisses. I missed how good he made me feel. Nothing would ever compare to William.
As I left their bathroom. I saw a young man who looked like Elliot but much taller and well built. He smirked, as if he knew exactly what had just happened.
"I never thought my brother would get married but thank you for marrying my retarded brother."
"What?" I questioned.
"Elliot has had many rejections in the past, you were his last option after he was told that no one had ever approached you at all."
I felt horrible and used.
Maybe just maybe, Elliot wasn't as genuine as I thought he was. When he said I was beautiful, when he said he loved me. It was all just a game, I was his last option.. who was his first option then? I felt like screaming well, I wasn't getting any proposals from you losers but I was busy with a white man who satisfied me, every night.
I couldn't say that so I just nodded.
"He tends to be slow.. just be understanding."
When I walked back to the room. Elliot was already sleeping. I could tell by the snores. Maybe this is why we need to get to know people before we jump into marriage. I was desperate, clearly..
I could not stop thinking about William as I closed my eyes. He was everything and much more to me. Elliot hugging me from behind while we slept, gently reminded me of my reality.
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Plot twist : what if she isn't actually pregnant with Williams child and now she is actually pregnant with Elliot's child. Okay that's ridiculous but still. I have been watching a lot of slave themed movies also reading extracts lmao s**t was really going down back then.