Behind the Masks: Luc and Sanaii
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,867
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Lucas usually loved to watch his cock sliding in and out of a juicy cunt on her hands and knees, but tonight he closed his eyes,visions of his kitty cat dancing in his head as he rhythmically pummeled the pussy of a bounteous red-head he met at the frat party. Her name was Cyndi- Candy- whatever.
“Oh Luc, Oh Luc, yes!... ah ha,give it me baby... oooohhhh!” she screeched as she came tightening pleasantly around his cock.
He anchored his hands on her hips and with a few more hard pumps he exploded into the condom. After he caught his breath, he fell away from her onto his back.
“That was so good, mmmm, you really are the best.” she murmured placing kisses along his chest.
He found them annoying. Luckily, she stopped and Luc heard her soft snore. He was tired, too. He wanted to follow the post-orgasmic cloud into sleep- but not there, not with her. Luc slowly rose after a moment, discarded his condom, and jumped in the shower of her bathroom.
He walked out of his conquest’s room balls empty, and still he wanted to see Sanaii. What was she doing, was she alone? The thought that she wasn’t made him crazy.
Clenching his jaw in frustration, he rubbed the back of his neck as he walked.What the hell was happening to him? This was supposed to be a game. Yet, he was the one getting thoroughly played. The crafty kitty had painted him into a corner. Not fucking her was making her more and more of a problem for him. He thought of her constantly. He saw her almost everyday, and when he didn’t see her he was calling her like a pussy-whipped bitch. No matter who he fucked, it didn’t lessen the desire for her
All this for the sake of their “friendship.”
“Fuck friendship!” he groused to himself.
Women weren’t friends. They were ornaments, conveniences, not friends. How did everything get so twisted? Almost as a protest, his mind flashed images of his time with Sanaii. He had told her things- things he’d never told anybody about his mom and his dad. She listened. She never offered pity or lame ass advice. She didn’t have one hand on his cock and one hand in his pocket, either. She only ever asked for a bite of his favorite cookie, he thought smiling.
Even when she had the courage to disagree with him, it was never petty and bitchy. It was thoughtful and honest, like her.
His internal defenses kicked in strong reminding him what this was really about.
*Get a grip Somerfield. This is the same girl that fucked you in a toilet and is now acting like her cunt is a no fly zone because you’re a “friend”. What, she lets you kiss her sweet and rub her ass from time to time and that’s supposed to satisfy you, make you forget that she’s a whore? How do you know she’s not taking a good stiff one from somebody else right now?
No, she’d better not be giving my pussy away.
Your pussy? Your pussy? Don’t be an idiot. You’re this close to falling in l- *
“No,” Lucas said aloud to himself. “Never.”
“Oh Luc, Oh Luc, yes!... ah ha,give it me baby... oooohhhh!” she screeched as she came tightening pleasantly around his cock.
He anchored his hands on her hips and with a few more hard pumps he exploded into the condom. After he caught his breath, he fell away from her onto his back.
“That was so good, mmmm, you really are the best.” she murmured placing kisses along his chest.
He found them annoying. Luckily, she stopped and Luc heard her soft snore. He was tired, too. He wanted to follow the post-orgasmic cloud into sleep- but not there, not with her. Luc slowly rose after a moment, discarded his condom, and jumped in the shower of her bathroom.
He walked out of his conquest’s room balls empty, and still he wanted to see Sanaii. What was she doing, was she alone? The thought that she wasn’t made him crazy.
Clenching his jaw in frustration, he rubbed the back of his neck as he walked.What the hell was happening to him? This was supposed to be a game. Yet, he was the one getting thoroughly played. The crafty kitty had painted him into a corner. Not fucking her was making her more and more of a problem for him. He thought of her constantly. He saw her almost everyday, and when he didn’t see her he was calling her like a pussy-whipped bitch. No matter who he fucked, it didn’t lessen the desire for her
All this for the sake of their “friendship.”
“Fuck friendship!” he groused to himself.
Women weren’t friends. They were ornaments, conveniences, not friends. How did everything get so twisted? Almost as a protest, his mind flashed images of his time with Sanaii. He had told her things- things he’d never told anybody about his mom and his dad. She listened. She never offered pity or lame ass advice. She didn’t have one hand on his cock and one hand in his pocket, either. She only ever asked for a bite of his favorite cookie, he thought smiling.
Even when she had the courage to disagree with him, it was never petty and bitchy. It was thoughtful and honest, like her.
His internal defenses kicked in strong reminding him what this was really about.
*Get a grip Somerfield. This is the same girl that fucked you in a toilet and is now acting like her cunt is a no fly zone because you’re a “friend”. What, she lets you kiss her sweet and rub her ass from time to time and that’s supposed to satisfy you, make you forget that she’s a whore? How do you know she’s not taking a good stiff one from somebody else right now?
No, she’d better not be giving my pussy away.
Your pussy? Your pussy? Don’t be an idiot. You’re this close to falling in l- *
“No,” Lucas said aloud to himself. “Never.”