Giovanni
I grunt, stroking my shaft; my body vibrates as the climax hits, I pant, yanking it. F**k that was good; I haven’t been able to get last night off my mind. Her body tasted so sweet; she bent to will, gave me everything I wanted. I have fucked many women, but none who could take all of me so skillfully. No matter how hard I fucked her, her core clung to me tighter, drenching my shaft, begging to be pulverized. I can’t get her out of my head. This isn’t good, I’ve been doing this for five years, and I’ve never fixated on a snatch like I’m fixed on hers.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t been participating in these activities too busy the last couple of months. Four months have passed since I had sex before last night; perhaps that is the only reason it felt so damn good. And that’s the reason why I currently have my cock in my hand, thinking of splitting that juicy snatch in two.
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I sit up immediately at the sound of the door closing. Did I hea
Brandi It’s 11:00 on Friday; I’m sitting at my desk reviewing room ideas for my latest project. My phone rings; I reach to pick it up. It’s Gianna. Since Sunday, I haven’t spoken with her the day I realized I not only fucked her father, but I wanted to f**k him again. Not that he’s interested, I wanted to entice him, make him want me. So I allowed him to see me practically naked, finger soaking wet, but he pretended as if nothing happened. I groan as I remember licking my finger; I must seem too childish to him. Of course, he doesn’t want me, the real me. He’s probably known me too long to get turned on by my little games. The phone rings again, interrupting my thoughts. I answer it quickly. “Hey, G.” “Brandi, want to meet me for drinks tonight?” “Me, as in you alone?” She sounds skittish; she always sounds like that when she’s plotting something. “Uh, Carlos will be there.” “And..” “Okay, and one of his friends, B, he’
Three weeks later Giovanni I walk into the Darkroom, the hottest underground sex club in the state. The club has a decent amount of patrons performing some sex act. Carina, a waitress, saunters over to me in a skimpy black number. “Business or Pleasure Big daddy?”I chuckle, amused; she always calls me this. “Business Carina, I see you finally got your breasts done, very tasteful.” she blushes and smiles, then wraps her arms around mine. “Thank you; my regulars love it. I’m sure you will too.” She winks at me. I smile, she’s been flirting with me since William hired her two years ago, but I tend to keep my hands off women who get paid for sex, not that I think it’s wrong; I just like the idea of a woman wanting me for me. “I bet I would; where’s William?” She pouts at my shuttle rejection. “You’re no fun as usual. Do you believe I’m too young to handle all that dick?” She grabs my trunk, which surprises me, but it instantly hard
Brandi I walk out of the club, annoyed. That man has been playing the same game for three weeks, which is why I finished his work early. The sooner I can get away from him, the better. But why did the room smell like Mr.C? Is he back? I know he flew to New York after showing up at my apartment that night. A night that has haunted my dreams ever since. I can’t stop thinking about him; all I do is masturbate to the memory of fucking him. I open the car door and slip in, the vibrator I’ve had in all pulsates in my car. That smell, I grab my nipples, pinching them as the vibrator works. Anyone can wear the perfume, but that’s his scent; I want him. “Giovanni.” I moan his name, grabbing the remote increasing the speed. It
Brandi “Your cousin?”Giovanni whispers. “Yes,” I reply, still annoyed we were interrupted and by that asshole no less. “Brandi, get out here now!” “You fucked your cousin?” He asked wide-eyed as if it’s a sin. I frown. I had no intention of telling him or Brandi, but since he already knows, I might as well explain myself. “He forced himself on me when I live
I cock the gun and left to his forehead. “I’m not that scared 13 years old anymore, Colin. If you touch me again, I will put a bullet through you. I suggest you take your wife, leave and never come find me again.” He takes a step towards me, but I don't falter. He stops when he realizes I'm serious. We stare at each other for a moment. The sound of the toilet flushing pulls me out of my trance. I shove the gun back in my purse as the door opens, and Kelly enters the room. “Ok, honey, let’s go.”He nods and turns to leave.
Giovanni Friday She’s on the desk; her legs spread wide, giving me a perfect view of her hot tight core. Her hand trail up he leg; I swallow hard as she rubs her slit, my mouth waters. She sinks her fingers in and out while juices gush from that perfect slit. “Fuck me, Mr.C.” She grins, slowly pushing her finger in; my cock swells. Ring Ring I pull myself away from my daydream and groan as I reach for
GiovanniMy heart starts pounding as I climb out of bed; no, this isn’t Brandi; it couldn’t be. She’s not into this lifestyle; she doesn’t know about it. How could it be her? But the voice is certainly her."Brandi...." I ask again, hoping I really was imagining things.“Come back to bed, Mr.C.I’ve been waiting to f*CK you all month, and I’m afraid I’m not satisfied. Although it was thrilling, I need a lot more.”“What are you doing here?” My anger boils o
Giovanni 5 minutes earlier I glance back at the house a second time nervously. They've been gone for at least ten minutes. What’s taking them so long? What if she says something to Lynn? Brandi wouldn't do that, would she? The Brandi I knew was always calculative and thought everything through, but recently she doesn't act like that anymore. I've come to realize the woman I knew before was just an illusion, and I have no idea who she is. I run my hand through my hair and sigh. The only thing I known for sure is how much I enjoy fucking her. Just the mere thought made me want to be buried in her balls deep even though it is wrong. I grunt as my shaft hardens. Okay, stop thinking about her pussy for 5 seconds, I think, scolding myself. I don’t know what she’s doing to me, but I’ve been going throug