My dick had gotten flaccid already as I stood there looking at Mabel sit hands folded on her bed. Legs crossed, clearly preventing any access at all.
“RAPE HER!” Evil Joe screamed in my head but I shut him out with a vigorous shake of my head and went beside her on the plastic table. I just sat there and kept quiet and looked at Mabel. She also was quiet. Slowly I removed the rubber from my dick and threw it in the trash can.
I made to wear my clothes realizing that no action was going to happen that evening. I had no idea what was going on in her head but I knew within mine that I wasn’t the person at fault here. Maybe I should have planned ahead and brought a rubber with me instead of letting her offer me one of hers but that wasn’t no big deal to me. I had worn my jean trousers and was zipping up when she said…
“Wait.” she looked at me. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?” I asked even though I knew I shouldn’t have.
“I know you think I’m a prostitute.” she said with a sad face
Yeah, she was a prostitute alright but I’d never mentioned that to her or acted like she was. I should have said something but I kept quiet because I didn’t really know what to say.
“You didn’t want to do it without a condom because you are afraid.” She said.
My mouth remained shut while I continued to observe with my hands folded. My naivety was showing, I didn’t even have to work hard for that. She just assumed my silence meant agreement and went on.
“I told you my story and you still continue to come closer to me. I started to think maybe you really like me. I like you too. You’re a sweet guy, but the truth is, I’ve never let any man in my entire life sleep with me without a condom. I’ve never really met someone I liked before the way I like you, Joe.” she narrated with utmost sadness.
At that last comment I looked at her and saw that she actually meant what she said. I moved closer and held her arms, looking into her eyes and telling her how much I liked her too and not minding the fact what her past was or what she did to make ends meet.
All lies, seeing that every time Mabel had ever come to my mind those days it was her light-skinned laps and big booty that I always thought of. I hugged her tightly as she sobbed a little, patting her back as we remained in silence.
Then her arms began to caress me, as mine did hers and soon enough we were without clothes once more, planting kisses all over each other on the bed, my rod fully erect and once again ready to plunge into her pink softness. I held her gaze at that moment as I held my unprotected dick and directed it into her coochie, her wet warmness tingling my sexual senses and driving me nut. We began having sex without protection, rocking her sexually, with my dick going in and out of her honeypot, her pussy was flooded, making the in and out motion of my dick easier, I could feel the muscles of her pussy wrapping around my dick firmly.
With my own nuts slapping against her bum while I pounded her. Our bodies sweated in the heat as I hit her harder and harder in the missionary. I started to feel my climax coming, but slowed down and stopped entirely. Her coochie was so wet, and I was sweating. It felt heavenly doing what we did. I wanted to pound those beautiful, rounded butt-cheeks of hers so I made her lie face down on the bed and went in from behind. Every contact of my hips on her bum made those clap sounds that really drove me crazy. I’d watched too much porn movies and always loved enacting those scenes in reality.
Soon enough, Mabel had begun to twist and turn her hips like a dancer would, raising her bum to meet mine in mid-air as I increased my tempo. Wild lust had taken over me as I was fucking Mabel from behind, reaching beneath her to grab her boobs as I let my hips do all the work. Her moans grew louder and louder as her climax approached her soon as mine had taken over me. My grunts mixing with her wails as we produced sweet sexual symphony in the heat of the environment. Bodies and sheets became drenched in sweat and love juices.
When the heat of the moment had washed over both of us, we lay there, catching both our breaths. Then suddenly Mabel chuckled and I followed suit. I later asked her what made her laugh, and Mabel said something that shocks me till this day…
“What if I told you that all the men I slept with never used condoms?”
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