I pondered over the idea of showing up at the hospital unannounced to see Mary. I tried to figure how surprised she will be to see me considering how much she hates me. Should I go? Or do I just ignore and wait till she returns to school? Then I felt if there is anytime I need to suck up to her and make her like me a bit, it is now.
I dressed up and drove to the super market. I bought some flowers, chocolates, some beverages and a Get well card. I got to the hospital and at the reception, I was directed to her ward. I knocked nervously. I can’t believe a little girl made me so nervous. I was asked to go in and I did. I saw Mary lying on the bed, with a drip in her hand. “Hello Mary, how are you?” The surprise on Mary’s face was priceless. She was overwhelmed with shock. “What? What are you doing here? How did you know I was here? How did you even get to know my name?” Mary managed to yell at me with her eyes about to pop out of her head.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I just had to see you. I was worried when you didn’t show up in school on Wednesday. I tried to find you and I was told you are here. Please calm down”
Mary sat up and yelled again. “Don’t you dare tell me to calm down. Who told you where to find me? Give me a name so I can kill the person as soon as I get well. By the way, you’ve come, you’ve seen me, Now get out please and take that bag you brought with you” I couldn’t believe the hatred in her eyes. What did I ever do for her to hate me this much. I made to leave but then the lady that sat on the chair next to her bed spoke. “Haba! Mary that is too harsh. What crime has he committed?” then she turned to me and said “What’s your name please?” I replied “Adam”
Then she said “Ok Adam, please I apologize on Mary’s behalf. Ever since the operation she has been cranky. I promise you, she’s really a nice person and has never been this rude. Please just give us a minute. Wait in the hall way. I will call you soon. But please don’t leave. And thank you for the bevrages” with that, she took the bag from me. I quietly left the room and stood in the hall way but just by the door. I could hear Mary and the Lady arguing. The lady told her she was too rude and treated me badly. What Mary said about me broke my heart. “Lily forget that guy. How can you not recognize that useless womanizer that has ruined lives, broken hearts all over the campus? That scum that has turned sisters against sisters and friends against friends. Yuk! I can’t stand the sight of that guy. Lily free me I beg you”
I couldn’t believe what Mary saw me as. Was I that horrible? How can she have so much hatred for me? I felt to sad and little. Although what Lily said to Mary next was a bit encouraging. “Mary, I’m beginning to really think that the drugs that has been pumped into your system has affected your brain. I didn’t hear you say Adam forced any of those girls. The people you are hating him for will still jump on his bed if they have another opportunity and you are here crying more than the berievd? Look at the lovely things he got you. Has anyone from school looked for you knowing you have missed classes? Even the so called Elliot you claim is your wanna be boyfriend has not even shown up here. He claims he’s busy. And you treat a man that has come here to wish you well so bad? I will go and call Adam back into this ward and you had better apologize for being so nasty to him” after hearing that, I didn’t wait anymore. I lost confidence and just walked as fast as my legs could carry me. I made up my mind never to go looking for Mary again .
At home I was so pissed and frustrated. I couldn’t eat or sleep well neither could I stop thinking of Mary.
Why can’t I get that mean girl off my mind? Well, like the saying goes, “the best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody” I needed some great sex so my brain can think straight and get Mary out of my mind. I picked up my phone and tried to call a few selected chick’s who are just into fun and not the clingy types. But the few I called seemed busy. It was a Friday night afterall. I sent a text to Mrs Ngozi Obi. “MaMah, can we do it? I need it” I waited anxiously for her reply while thinking of her pussy, the thoughts of fucking her gave me a hardie. I brought out my Cock and began to stroke it. Few seconds later Mrs Obi’s reply came in “Sorry Stud, but I’m busy tonight with Hubby. Miss you” I almost smashed my phone. Damn! I was upset. I had a lot of women I could call. But they were too clingy and always got all mushy. I just wanted a good fuck! But dare invite those leaches over for the night and they will get territorial and want to stay the entire weekend. I then remembered Vera. A good friend that owns a Strip Club. Where some very dirty things went down. You have to be a close friend of her’s or a wealthy customer that she has known for a while. I’ve fucked Vera once, but her pussy had seen better days, although she gives a good blow job, her pussy was nothing to enjoy. It was the worst fuck ever. What kept me going back there was the secret nasty things that went down there. Apart from the Lap dance, She had a hall full of partitions with holes on the walls of each partition. We call this place, the ‘Glory hole’. After you have made Payments to the Cashier, you walk in there and put your cock into the hole and a babe whose face you don’t see sucks your cock till you cum. I never liked the Glory hole. The thought of having a person I can’t see suck my cock gave me the creeps. Sheeesh!! What if it was a gay man at the other side, sucking my cock? Never. Can’t do the Glory hole. I’d rather see whose mouth my cock goes into. I don’t trust these people especially Vera. She would do anything for money.
Another nasty thing that went down in Vera’s Strip club was the place we call the VIP Sex Booth. In another hall, Vera has sets of Booths, where there was only a big Executive chair. After you’ve paid the cashier, an album with girls pictures will be given to you and you will pick the girl you want and you will be told if she’s available. You wait in the VIP Sex Booth and the girl you picked will be sent to you. After she has billed you for her own personal services (what you paid to the cashier was for the company) you can do with her whatever you want.
I drove as fast as I could, Vera was happy to see me. Without wasting time, I took her by the hand and whispered into her ears “Vera, I need a good fuck. I want a new babe. Not the regular old ones that have been misused already. And I will need a blind fold too” I took her hand and placed it on my hardie so she will know I meant no joke. “Adam, you are in luck, I just got a new consignment yesterday. She’s still very fresh. No man has touched her here yet because her picture has not been added to the album yet. Infact, her photoshoot has been fixed for next week Monday. Go make your payments and get a Booth number. She will join you soon”
Music to my ears. After I got into Sex Booth, I turned off the lights. The Booths are usually not bright. Just a tiny colored bulb in each Booth. I sat in the dark massaging my cock till someone walked in.
“Isn’t the bulb working? Why so dark?”
I made a Shhhhhhhhhh sound, she obeyed and kept quiet. I got off the chair and walked up to her. It was just about three steps from the entrance where she was standing.
I took out the blind fold Vera gave me from my pocket and I put it over her eyes. She didn’t seem happy with it but she didn’t resist either. I put the red dim light back on. I asked her what her fee was and she told me. It wasn’t that bad. Pulling the bills from my wallet, I counted out the fee, all the while keeping my eyes on the call girl running her fingers along the chair, I guess she was trying to get a safe balance. I folded the bills and held them out to her, “Here’s your money” she strected out her hand, but refusing to release them when her fingers wrapped around the cash I said
“I want to see what I’m paying for first”
With a sly smile, she stepped back and freed the straining buttons on her blouse. She pushed the cheap material off her shoulders, letting the top fall to the floor and puddle at the scrappy heels on her feet. Moments later, the skirt that barely covered her ass floated down her long legs and tangled in the pile. She stood for a moment, enduring my inspection with feigned anticipation.
“The bra, too,” I said.
She reached behind her back and freed the clasps, making a show of freeing her enormous breasts from the confines of the thin material. She may have been faking the sensuality, but the hard nipples reaching out to me told me that her imperfect body was perfectly aroused. She was simply no more at ease with her body than I was.
A hint of a smile played on my lips as I watched her breath quicken under my stare, her breasts rising and falling with each inhalation.
“Have you done this before?” The realization that she was new hit me and suddenly the need in my groin grew from a steady desire to a demanding hard on.
Her eyes widened as her answer and her lie, faltered on her tongue. “Yes I have” I bit back a laugh and instead, stepped back to the chair and took a seat.
“Come here. What’s your name?”
“Sheila,” she whispered, freeing her feet from the pile of clothes and moving towards me.
When she was standing in front of me, I reached for the thong she wore and pulled it down to her knees, ripping the thin material from her body and tossing it carelessly to the side.
“On your knees, Sheila.” I commanded.
She was shaking, but she did it. Once she was settled between my thighs, I tucked my finger under her chin and pulled her face to mine.
“You lied to me, Sheila. Am I your first?”
I knew this couldn’t be her first fuck with a man, but I’d bet my money that she has never been fucked for money before. I mean, Vera already told me, although given her reputation, I didn’t believe her until I met Sheila. A slow nod from her confirmed it.
“But, you’re excited, aren’t you?” I asked.
Another slow nod brought a smile to my face. “Of course you are,” I breathed.
I sat back in the chair for a moment, admiring my view. Everything about her was plump and welcoming and coloring various shades of red due to the light.
“Are you wet, Sheila?” Her skin glowed with embarrassment, but her excitement was just as obvious.
She started to shake her head and stopped, quietly admitting she was.
“Spread your knees.” I waited until she did and told her, “Put your hands on my legs.”
When she was situated, I leaned forward, brushing a light kiss against her lips. Keeping my face close to hers, I reached for her nipples, tweaking them between my fingers. Her warm breath washed across my cheek as she moaned in response.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” she breathed, tilting her head back and tightening her grip on my knees.
“How long has it been, since a man fucked you and made you cum, screaming?”
“Umm, two years.” I smiled.
Vera ran a great business and her girls were the shit, but the downside was that sex was a job to them. They faked their way through it, at least at the beginning, until nature took over and their bodies gave in to it. But to my surprise, not with this one. This one was ready for me, she wanted me and I fought the urge to throw her on the floor and lap the desire from her body with my tongue. No, this was a rare treat and I was going to enjoy every ounce of give that I could take.
I bent down, replacing one hand with my tongue, pulling her nipple between my teeth and nipp’ing the swollen nub. Sheila gasped, holding her breath until I pulled my head away, giving her a moment of reprieve in the time it took me to move to the opposite breast.
Her hands slid forward on my thighs, destined for my zipper until I stopped her.
“You don’t get to touch me, yet.
She whimpered and I placed my lips to her ear. “We’ll get there. I promise you. First things first.” As I talked, I ran my fingers from her breast to her pussy, raking my fingers over her trimmed hair before tracing the damp folds of her vagina and sliding my finger inside.
Being in such close proximity to her was hot. Every breath she took echoed in my ear and I leaned a little closer, the effect drawing me in.
“Vera said nothing is off limits,” I said, testing the waters. When She didn’t offer any protests, I gently pulled my finger from her and traced a line to her ass, pressing my finger against her resistance.
“Oh my goodness,” Sheila groaned. Her body shifted slightly forward, opening herself up to me even more.
“Hmm, that’s right. You know how good that’s going to feel, don’t you?”
“I do. Please. Fuck me.”
She made another reach for me crotch. This time I permitted one hand to explore, stopping the other with my free hand and bringing it to her breast, circling her palm over her nipple.
“I almost wanted to slide my cock in between those titties of yours and fuck them until you have cum dripping down your face.”
She was still fumbling with my pants, trying to free my cock with one hand, but I felt her pussy clench around my fingers. Maybe she was up for anything goes. Motivated and losing my will to draw this out, I withdrew my fingers to her clit and pressed my finger tips against her in slow circles.
“Don’t cum yet, Shiela. Not until my cock is inside this wet pussy of yours.” she quickly replied
“Then you have to stop or I will.” She backed herself away from my reach and wrenched her free hand from my grasp. She blindly tore at my zipper and pulled the button of my pant free with such enthusiasm, the button went sailing across the room.
I raised myself from the seat so she could pull my pants and boxers down. Without hesitation, she took my hard cock in her mouth, grazing her lips up and down my shaft while curling her tongue around my length.
I twisted my hands in her hair. “Oh, I’m so going to fuck that mouth, hold still.”
When She froze, I buried my cock in the warmth of her mouth, only pulling back when I felt her throat constricting in panic. A few gentle thrusts and I buried myself again. This time She was prepared and swallowed against her reflex and I, about to loose my load.
Finding a steady cadence to reclaim my wits, I closed my eyes and reveled in the warmth of her mouth around my cock. “That feels so fucking good.”
With my control in check, I watched as my cock disappeared into her mouth, the long, steady rhythm of my strokes bringing on the urge to come again. Abruptly I pulled away. “Not like this,” I growled. I kicked off my shoes and used my feet to pull my pants free. I grabbed a condom from the pocket and pulled her to her feet, guiding her to the Chair. I sat on the chair and guided her to sit on my cock.
She knelt across me on the chair sitting on top of me, she puts her hands on the top just by my head and she rode me like a wilde Bitch. Her pussy was so tight and wet and she moaned so sexily. I watched as her breasts bounce as she moved up and down on my cock. “Yeah Sheila, ride that cock baby. Don’t stop till I tell you to and don’t cum either” she was breathing so fast and I felt she could be tired since she hasn’t really been sexually active. I pulled her up and I got up. I grabbed and turned her by the waist so she faces the chair and her back was to me, bending her over. She threw her ass in the air. The sight of her ass before me was enough to make me explode. I was gonna take her from behind. I positioned myself behind her.
Of her own will, She put her knees on the chair, offering herself to me. When I rubbed my cock into the folds of her pussy, she pushed against me, begging me, encouraging me. I found my mark and plunged inside of her in one firm stroke. She gasped and for a brief moment, tensed under the assault. Seconds later she was rocking her hips against me on a desperate journey of gratification. I let her use me, reaching around to grab her tits in my hands as she fucked me. When I felt my cum start to build, I slid my hand from her breast to her pussy, finding her clit and taking her over the edge.
My cock was squeezed as the spams grew in their intensity. She groaned against the strain of the orgasm on her body before finally relenting and giving in the cry of ecstasy she’d been holding back. My body responded, my pelvis pounding against her ass as I tried in vain to delay my release. I exploded inside the condom.
Ohhhh Fuck!!,” I grunted. Sweat was beading on my forehead from the exertion and my heart was hammering in chest. The great thing about Vera was you paid for an hour minimum, regardless of the services. Thank fuck, or I would have missed out on this.
Sheila moaned, displeased, when I pulled out of her. I watched as she eased herself down on the the chair and said “Can I take this off now?” she asked, tugging at the blindfold. “Nope, till I’m gone. That was the agreement I had with Vera. I must get what I paid for. Don’t worry, I’m done”. I got dressed, put the money in her hand and left.
I got home 3am, took a shower and crashed in bed feeling so proud I got under somebody to get over somebody and feeling clean because I took a bath.
I was glad I had gotten Mary out of my mind. I mean, who the hell does she think she is anyways? I tried to replace my feelings for her with hatred by just being angry at her for the humiliation and ridicules.
I managed to block her from my mind and slept like a baby. I must have slept for long because I didn’t even know when it was morning. For some weird reasons, I dreamt of Mary. I was just about to kiss her when my ringing phone woke me up. i grabbed the phone and I saw it was Mrs Obi. “What does she want now?” I picked it.
“Hello Mamah, Good Morning”
“Good Morning?? My Friend it’s past noon. Don’t tell me you are still in bed, anyways, I called to invite you to my office so we can observe your scores wink wink” (Anytime Mrs Obi said something and ended it by saying wink wink, I just understood she meant the exact opposite)
“Mamah, I’m sorry but I can’t come to your office. I don’t like the way your securities look at me. Its as if they know what we do in inside your office. I will meet you any where else, but not in your office. Please try and understand me” I said to her. I sensed she wasn’t happy. But she knew she had no choice.
“Ok Adam, I just really need you right now. Text me your address, and I will be there in Twenty minutes” She hung up immediately and didn’t wait for my response. Bloody hell!!! How was she going to pull that off?
I texted her my address, it was not far from the school. I was really worried for her, she’s the married one and she would be stupid to put Fuck ahead of her reputation. I mean, she could have gotten a hotel room. I rushed into the bathroom, took a shower. Whiped up something to eat. Cleaned every trace of another woman in the apartment and waited. If I know Mrs Obi well, she’s a time keeper. Her twenty minutes will be exactly that. I sat on the couch listening to music, Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door, I opened and a strange looking woman walked in. I was surprised, who walks into a person’s house like that without being invited? “Hello, who are you? Can I help you? What do you want?”
But the strange woman said nothing and turned her back to me. “Look I don’t have time for this rubbish, I’m expecting a guest and let me warn you, I have a gun here just incase you try anything funny”
To my surprise, she turned to face me, took off the black scarf she used to wrap her head and body revealing a white wig. I became curious, she took off the big dark glasses she was wearing and took off the white wig and laughed.
“Common Adam, close the door. It’s me”
Truly, it was Mrs Obi, what a disguise. I closed the door, and laughed with her at my ignorance. She said “Really, Adam you couldn’t recognize me? Then no one will know it’s me if a man who has seen me in my birthday suit couldn’t recognize me”
She asked me to show her to the bedroom, I pointed and she went in. I followed her leaving the music still playing. :’ She took off the very long black bubu gown she was wearing to reveal the matching pant and bra. Very sexy I must say. I asked her why she was willing to take this risk and she replied that she was very angry. “Angry?” I asked with a very surprising look on my face.
“Yes Adam, Angry. You heard me right. I am so pissed right now. You see, whenever I get angry at someone I love, I get so horny and I just want to fuck”
“May I ask who pissed you off?”
“Well, it was Mr Obi. We hade a fight. I was really angry and it turned to a yearn to fuck. But the idiot walked out of the house. Now please Adam, don’t start your own. Stop asking me so much questions. You know what I need. Give it to me. Are you gonna fuck me or not?”
How could she ask me if I was gonna fuck her or not? Seriously? The sight of her matching red pant and bra was a turn on. I could never say no to that. She asked me to go turn the music louder so the neighbours won’t hear her scream. I asked her “So what do you want?”. She looked me straight in the eye and says “Make me your slave. I want to please you. Let’s role play. I’ve never experienced BDSM. Just show me a little of what it feels like”
I was a bit surprised Mrs Obi could be this freaky. I smiled picked up her black scarf and tied it around her neck like a dog’s leash or should I say, a Whore’s leash and then I went to the bed side drawer, took out the cuffs. I made up my mind to go gentle because I wasn’t sure she could handle it. Then I said to her “Are you sure you wanna do this?” she nodded. “Ok, now listen Mrs Obi” she quickly stopped me with a wave. “Vanilla!! Call me Vanilla. That’s my whore name, and right now, I’m your slave and you are my master” I told her to tell me whenever she feels hurt. I won’t be giving her a safe word since I won’t be going too rough on her. I was excited. It’s been a while I explored BDSM. The music playing from the other room set the mood. Vanilla looks at me and says “Master, I’ve been a really naughty girl. And I want you to teach me a lesson”
I could feel my cock throb just hearing that. I love role plays. I get to be someone else. And to be in this position with someone as matured as Mrs Obi is something I rare. I had never seen Margaret Thatcher as a Submissive sex slave.
“Exactly how naughty have you been, Vanilla?”
“I’ve been with other men.” She admits.
“Been? – What exactly do you mean by been Vanilla? tell me what did you do with these other men?” Bit by bit she admits her guilt, revealing all piece by piece kneeling in free ont of me.
“I let them fuck me master… one came on my boobs… I swallowed another’s cum, I rimmed another, and another came all over my face, forgive me master.”
“Did you like it Vanilla?” she bites her lip, nods and looks down
“But who do you belong to now Vanilla?”
“You Master, just you. My pussy, my lips, my body, all belong to you now”
“That’s Better Vanilla, but you must still be punished don’t you agree?” Again she acknowledges me with a nod. “I deserve it master, I want you to punish me.”
I raised her to her feet by the scarf tied around her neck. Now I put her on the bed, face down attaching her wrists by cuffs to the King size bed head, her feet splayed wide tied to the bottom corners I tighten the ropes and place two cushions under her hips, finally there’s a blindfold.
There is a sound of a match striking and a sharp smell in the air.
“I’m lighting a candle Vanilla, and I think you know what I’m going to do with it. You’ll feel the wax hot on your skin, but where?” My voice is low and calm.
My voice comes from different sides as I walk round, her body tenses against the expected shock, but it can’t stay that way, as she relaxes I let a drop land.
This is new for Mrs Obi, so I go carefully building up, testing her thresholds. A single drop on her calf – she flinches and lets out a tiny gasp. Escalating slightly to three or four drops across her buttocks. She groans; pain or arousal? they sound so similar. I slap her writhing buttocks sharply and she squeaks in a most gratifying way, and grinds her hips into the pillows. Still she doesn’t call a halt.
Her round pink bum now bears the redness of my hand as well as the track of congealing wax, her tolerance seems to build as a few drops turn to a trickle, running down into the cleft of her ass. Now I change tactics, I tease her Ass with an ice cube from my drink – her body tenses against the shock and I trace the cold ice down over her perineum liberally smearing her vulva. Relaxing after the first cold shock, I drip more hot droplets on more sensitive parts of her body.
Now I start to tease for real. Ice, wax, and my prying fingers bringing her to the edge of orgasm but never letting her cum. With each treatment she jerks with each drop and slap, yet she never calls a halt to my torment. After minutes of spanking, ice and hot wax, Her flesh is spattered with droplets of wax. As I’m holding her close to climax she begs “please master, I need to come OH please, please!”
I know her well enough to know that she can’t take more without release and I use my fingers to bring her off to her first orgasm by pushing the middle one deep into her pussy, then two, she jerks and twists as it takes control, I hold her firmly as she pulls against her restraints until she starts to calm again.
All this time I’ve been dressed and it’s time that my pet should please me in new ways, I uncliped her and fasten her cuffs behind her back, using the scarf tied round her neck to guide her to once more kneel at my feet, the blindfold comes off. ,
“So Vanilla, are you sorry? who does your body belong to? tell me what belongs to me?” I’m holding her by a handful of hair behind her head, tilting her gaze up to look into my eyes.
“Yes master, I’m so sorry – everything is yours, my lips, my pussy ,my big fat Ass,, use me as you want”
“I’m glad to hear that Vanilla. Would you like my cock now?” She nods and I start to undress – she kneels, eyes down as I took off my Jean, boxers and Tshirt, and a moment later I’m stood before her naked, my thick, hard cock just an inch or two from her face. I’m quite erect, my flesh is hung and angry. My cock head is shiny as it points at her face angrily.
Unable to use her hands, she leans forward to encounter the slit in the very tip, able to just touch it with the tip of her tongue. It’s salty and she inhales the musky sent. As she does so, I push my cock deep into her warm wet mouth. I start to fuck her mouth. Deep strokes, my fingers coiled in her hair, She strives to take me all in, my shaft now slick with her saliva, I pump until I’m almost ready to cum, and then withdraw – I need things to last longer.
She gasps, out of breath from the effort, I love to see her aroused, I loved her breast aroused, nipples hard, heave with every sigh. unclipping the cuffs from behind her, I lift her to the bed – only one thing will do now and I impale her on my cock covering her sexy form on the bed, I want to possess this woman totally at this moment, her sopping pussy so teased and aroused is liquid fire. After sheathing myself with protection, I heave myself into her jabbing hard and deep again and again. As my cock buries itself in her welcoming pussy, a finger search out her arse to feel her and my tongue now pushes it’s way into her mouth.
With every thrust she rises to greet me, forces me deeper, grunting and sobbing, until we climax in eachother’s arms. I could feel her gaping with wave after wave of her thick cum gasping like a landed fish. I hold her so tight in my arms cherishing and possessing this wonderful gift.
As I rolled from her, She takes pains to slowly anoint her fingers with her juices from her pussy and savors the taste slowly, deliberately looking me in the eye, submissive but still with Lust in the her eye. There is now part of me that she owns.