Chapter 1
Answering my phone was what got me into trouble. “Aurora, yuh nah cum? Yuh di tell Alex seh yuh a guh”.
Kmt. "Why is it that Tash has to remind me of the agreement we made earlier?" I thought to myself.
I didn’t really want to go out at the moment.
Walking-wine in the party thirty minutes later in my shortess skirt and highest heels. Breast well bump up. I made sure that they stick out. That was my gran entrance.
Lip gloss well shine and earrings well bling. I felt like a new brand five thousand dollars bill.
What many people didn’t know was that my pussy started leak already. I really needed a fuck. Well if they looked at me good they’d see what I was about.
My aim was to fuck but not just any guy. I wanted the guy that knows his worth, know who he is, fears no man, has nothing to prove, he is not the center of attention and of course he needs to knows how to fuck a submissive woman who is very stubborn and domineering.
It’s a long list of requirements but let the hunt begin. I made my rounds in the party, touching and teasing. Smiling just right. Walk-modelling was my thing when I wasn’t trying. So, imagine when I’m trying to do it.
Dancing; wine on a couple of the boys and ensure that their dicks were as stiff as steel was my kick. It turned me on. I was well turned on my then. I swore I’d have to take that panty off soon or it would be soaked with my pussy juice.
I might even have touched myself a little while dance. Who knows? I was very horny. Well, if they looked they might have seen the action through the thickness of all that smoke, darkness and guys that surround me.
By then, Tash was nowhere close by. Maybe sucking off the DJ entertainer guy she was into this season.
I didn’t give a fuck. My hunt continued. None of those guys were worthy. They were smitten by me already. Too easy. Smh. Besides, they seem like the type that would come quickly. Especially if they were to see my pussy not to mention breast as well.
By the way, my pussy is smooth as a baby’s butt. Smooth, clean and wet
It might even jump a few times too.
Giving these guys the wine-tease of there lives was my foreplay. Leaving them to continue my hunt was done without thought or care to any of them
Offers of a better life, money, little fame and more was promised but my burgundy wig and I was into a good, satisfying, mind-blowing fuck that night. It had been such long time since I got any. Kmt.
I really dont know why I keep abstaining then doing fucked up shit like this. Yes! Been there done that.
I usually hate myself afterwards and then abstain again. Right after that I’d go out there again. Kmt. However, good fuck buddy’s or guys who can fuck aren’t available in my area apparently. So the hunt continued.
Walking into the back room, I saw my friend Tash sitting in the footballers lap sucking, not on is dick like I thought before but on his tongue. French kissing was not a good description of the view.
Shaking it out of my head I subconsciously fixed my hair and then walked to the fridge to remove a beer.
My hands frooze in mid air just before reaching the fridge. I saw him and my mind frooze, my eyes locked on my percieved prey, my mouth watered, my lower abdomen tighten, my clit stood up straight to salute what my eyes saw and then started jumping up and down like a jack hammering with a purpose, my knees when weak and my body moved to his direction.
