It felt so nice to be fucked so well and still have intimacy afterwards. I had not had that in my past relationships. Even my doctor boyfriend did not do it as well as Chrys did. I still felt uncomfortable in that position though – with my head on his chest.
The one time I raised my head from his chest and looked into his eyes, what I saw scared me a bit. His eyes were beautiful and brown. I had never seen them that close and for a moment, I began fantasising about a love relationship with him.
But then, I remembered the flirt he was. As soon as I left his place, another lady probably would replace me in his bed. I know guys like him, they are always so perfect and attractive to my gender. I could not bear to share so, a love relationship would not work.
While a love relationship was off the charts, we still have this new relationship of being fuck-buddies.
That was what I asked him after looking into his beautiful eyes. Well, not that direct. I started by asking if he had enjoyed having sex with me. He scoffed a little and my heart almost sank but he bounced back by narrating the fact that he loved how quickly my pussy wet up and how intense my wetness was.
He also said he was always holding himself back because I get so wet that he is afraid he would just cum from the pure sensations of my wet pussy. If I had been fair-complexioned, he would have noticed that I was blushing through his narrations.
He further states that he loves my boobs too even though he was an ass guy. My boobs are big but the shape and the thick nipples on them are always attractive to him and he simply enjoys sucking on them.
I seemed to have hit the jackpot with this guy and I thought once again about if we could date for real even though I knew he would not be faithful to me.
I tried to play some reverse psychology game on him by pointing out that I wished I did not have stretch marks which were around my waist as they made me feel insecure about getting naked with a guy. he placed his palm right on my waistline and ran it over my stretch marks.
He told me that stretch marks are like GPS to good pussies. That turned me on in a kind of way but then, I had to double-check what he had just checked and he confirmed my biggest fear to me. He said he had never fucked a lady with stretch marks that did not have a tasty pussy.
There you have it! He is unapologetic about his promiscuity. Before I would start to let my jealousy degenerate to irritation for this sweet dick I had just discovered, I changed the subject and told him that I have enjoyed every bit of sex we have been having so far, especially the foreplay and how he treats me after we finish with the sex.
That was when I started letting my greed seep. I ran my finger over his nipple and told him I have come to like his dick a lot and would not mind if he could be fucking me every time.
After the first sex and this one we just finished, I realized that I love sex and it was Chrys that had helped me with that discovery so, I would love for him to continue with the good work he had started. I told him and he told me he would be happy to do so for me every time I wanted.
I had a clause in it though and he went quiet immediately after I said it. He sighed and asked once again why I wanted to be the only one eating his meat. I sighed and went quiet not knowing how to answer without sounding greedy or selfish.
I just continued staring at his chest, playing with his nipple. He said he would accept the offer so long I provided him with my pussy every time and anytime he wanted it.
I did not raise my head to look into his eyes or else he would have caught me smiling like a fool. I could feel my nipples tightening and hardening. I was getting turned on again ready for another round of sex.
This boy does not understand that I would give him so much of this pussy in the next coming days, I would choke him with this pussy, so much. Before I could place a kiss on his lips and start the second round of sex, he placed a finger on my lips and asked after my boyfriend.
I was shocked. He told me there was no way I was that age and that fine that I would not have someone chewing my punani on a daily. He was right and wrong at the same time. In truth, I had no boyfriend but then, I had a sugar daddy.
I had been meaning to tell him later but now I had to reveal this secret especially since we were agreeing to this fuck-buddy deal of a thing.
After taking a short sigh, I told him I had a sugar daddy. He shook his head and smiled. I knew I had fucked up. He asked whether I could leave my sugar daddy and concentrate on his dick alone and that question left me quiet again making him want to get off the bed.
I quickly pulled him down and started my explanations. My sugar daddy is quite old and he was diabetic which meant he could not use his dick and we could not have sex. What we did most of the time was to be with him in public gatherings.
Chrys was still not satisfied, he said there must be some intimacy between me and the man if he would be spending as much as he was to maintain the relationship between us. At this point, I had to confess to him that many times we ended up in the room where my sugar daddy used his fingers on me and sucked my boobs.
“He does not do it like you”, I tried explaining to Chrys trying to keep my shame away. He did not seem interested in my talks. He pinned me to the bed with a kiss. It was a hard kiss and I was finding it quite hard to breathe but this was hot.
I tried to wrap my legs around his waist so he could fuck me again but, he cut it off and got off me leaving me horny. That was the end of that saga. I left his room with different thoughts in my head. He was about to sacrifice his life of promiscuity for me but it would cost me my finance tree.
Dick or money, what do I pick? I was confused as hell. In my room, I got phone calls from my sugar daddy but I could not pick up the calls because of my foul mood.
The second morning, I got a credit alert of a little over a hundred thousand naira for transport to the club where we were to meet that evening for an outing.
I sighed and went to my wardrobe to pick an outfit for the evening. I looked so chic even though I was not in a good mood. I called an Uber and off I went. I went past Chrys of course and he smiled as I did making me feel guiltier about what I had proposed the day before.
At the club, there was loud music playing as usual and I was there with my man and his elderly friends. They were discussing business and drinking. I was drinking too with my cleavage on fleek and trying to vibe to the music while away time before I left for my place.
My sugar daddy had different plans for me though. Once we finished, he led me to a room he had rented earlier for our normal routine. He grabbed me by the pussy and started pushing me into the bed.
The alcohol that had blinded me moments ago blitzed away and once I saw this bald man; I was immediately turned off. I wanted Chrys and Chrys alone.
I told him I was on my period. He looked at me weirdly and disappointed but, he did not stop his moves on me though. He pushed his hand into my cleavage and pulled one of my boobs out. I lay there gasping in shock still.
He sucked my boobs hungrily – both of them, one after another. I could not even stop him because he would get angry and that would make me lose my money tree. I had to rub his shiny head even so at least he thinks I enjoyed him sucking my boobs.
My pussy was wet as usual but I did not wish for this man to finger my pussy. He was always too rough with me and I had been introduced to something new by Chrys. I did not want anything less. When he was tired. He got off me.
Immediately he did, I arranged my big boobs in my gown and started putting myself to go home. I booked an Uber and texted Chrys en route.
I begged him to leave his door open for me. There was nothing Chrys would do tonight but fuck this pussy of mine bad.
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