Life Ain't A Fairy Tale (19 page)

She sits me up to take off my clothes. She
rips and takes off the blue t-shirt that I wear. I lie back down,
and she unbuttons my pants to pull them down along with my briefs.
I lie there naked at her mercy and with pleasure.

Jessica takes off her bra and panties to
seductively pet me with her hands, her lips, and her tongue. Her
hands rub my thighs firmly when she is on her knees with her body
touching my dangling legs. She stands up and bends forward to lie
on top of me and kiss belly button. Her lips and tongue travel
upward. It feels erotically good when I feel her tits and clavicle
bone pushing my erection against my lower abdomen. Her hands
massage my chest and shoulders in circular motions. She moves her
body upward for her mouth to reach my throat. Her lips kiss and
suck my Adam's apple. I smile at the sensation of feeling her
tongue circularly lick my throat. Finally, her lips suck my lower
lips and her tongue caresses mine. This woman knows how to fucking
blow my mind.

I love it when Jessica takes the initiative
to please me. She sits on top of me to have sex with me. My dick
feels so good when I am inside her without a condom. The pleasure
feels stronger and more mind numbing. I have always desired to have
a woman on top of me. My cock and brain are very happy to be
fucked. Too bad Sara never did this to me. Jessica rests her hands
on my chest. Visually, her nude torso is sexually appetizing in
front of me. Her tits are on the smaller scale, but they look very
sexy moving up and down. My hands grip her waist to pet her hips.
Jessica looks up to the ceiling and moans with pleasure. Her hands
squeeze my chest. Her lustful eyes look down to me. Her smile is
from ear to ear. I become more sex-crazed when she looks at me. I
enjoy feeling my legs dangle in different directions as she jumps
up and down on top of me.

I sit up to embrace her tightly as she stays
sitting down on my lap. She continues fucking me very tightly. My
lips kiss her cheeks as her hair caresses my face. Her arms wrap
around my neck as we continue to fuck each other. Feeling her
heartbeat against my chest turns me on. We passionately kiss each
other. When the feeling of an orgasm nears, my arms squeeze her
tightly as her long hair caresses my arms in gratitude. That shit
feels hot. Oh, shit. My cock fucking likes Jessica. Without
restraint, we moan loudly and curse across the house as we reach
nirvana. I didn't fucking care if the whole world heard my moans of
pleasure. I have never felt like a man before. Her sticky body
against mine feels so wonderful.

We reposition ourselves to have my entire
body on the bed without my legs dangling with her still on top of
me. Her long hair covering my face feels amazing. I could look into
her eyes forever. We continue to kiss each other on the lips and
touch each other's bodies. Her body still lies on top of mine.

If Sara would have walked on us on during our
sexual encounter, I wouldn't have been able to stop because the sex
felt so good. The orgasm feels so intense without a condom. I would
have kept on going. I am not sure that I would have heard her
cries. The pleasure is so intense from start to the finish. I
ejaculated forcefully, and a few seconds later, I was still feeling
the most mind-numbing orgasm ever.

The next morning, I wake up alone in my bed
to discover Jessica being up for quite a while. It is early.
Normally, I would go back to sleep, but I get up from bed to see
where Jessica is. I dress myself up in pajamas. I find her in
Sara's bedroom. Jessica is wearing a white blouse and a very short,
black dress. I am still sex-crazed from yesterday's experience with
Jessica. Her hair is wavy today, and she wears a lot of makeup.
This morning, she is a doll. I want to fucking have sex with her
again.

"Jessica, you look hot."

"Oh, thank you. Jimmy."

"Why do you look so gorgeous?"

"Jimmy, I hope you don't take this the wrong
way, but Sara told me before she left that she was going to come
with a potential and prospective husband. I have to look really
good today. She said he has a lot of money."

"Really? And you were complaining about Sara
like that."

"I know. I am sorry, okay. I am sorry. Don't
ruin this day for me." She continues to look in the mirror to touch
up on her makeup.

"It was stupid to secretly hate Sara. It is
not her fault that she was born in America. It is not her fault
that your family showered her with gifts and attention. If you were
in her position, you wouldn't have done anything different."

"Yeah. Jimmy, I know I am stupid sometimes.
Look, Jimmy. Last night was amazing. You made me feel like a woman.
It was wild; everything that I hoped for when I met you for the
first time. My body needed you like a fat kid needs cake. You
understand that I have to do what is in my best interest."

"Yes. I understand. It is not about love,
which is the biggest fantasy invented by mankind. When are you
going to meet him?" She looks so sexy.

"I am going to meet him in less than an hour.
Sara should be coming soon from her trip in Nevada with my future
husband."

"You know what I want." Jessica looks at me
scared.

"What, Jimmy?"

"I want to have sex with you again one last
time."

"Are you crazy? No. Don't get all sentimental
on me."

"It is not about emotions. I want your body
close to mine again. I never seen you look this hot." I pull my
pants down and grab Jessica from behind to lift her dress and
penetrate her pussy. My cock is happy again.

"Oh, Jimmy. Oh, baby. Sara told me you were a
little wild when it came to sex, but I don't think she knows you
are a freak." She moans loudly as she looks at herself in the
mirror. She has a sex-crazed look on her face and smiles with
delight. "Fine, give me some of your wishbone, but don't take too
long. Don't touch my face or hair either." She moves her long hair
to the right side of her body in front of her.

My arms embrace her torso from behind as I
have fuck her brains out with her clothes on. My hands fondle her
tits. My lips kiss and suck the left side of her neck. I fuck her
with force to finish quickly. Seeing her beauty turns me on. I
can't let her leave with another man before I have the chance to
feel another tremendous orgasm with her. My hands softly caress her
throat. Looking into the mirror to see her lustful eyes inspires me
to hump her more quickly.

The door to the house opens, and we hear
voices downstairs. Jessica warns me to hurry up. I assure her that
I am almost done. We continue having sex when we hear Sara calling
Jessica loudly to come downstairs. Seeing my time of fun coming to
an end, I stop having sex with Jessica. My cock is very sad that it
did not feel an orgasm. She has to meet her husband downstairs.
Jessica pulls me close to her.

"If I am going to get caught, it better be
worth it, Jimmy. Keep fucking me. Don't stop."

"Your future husband is here. Sara is calling
you. Don't you hear her?"

"My pussy is burning on fire, and I need you
to finish stupid. Just fuck my brains harder because I am almost
there." She raises her dress so I can penetrate her. That shit
feels so good. Oh, baby. Holy shit. Oh, fucking yes. My cock loves
Jessica's pussy. What a woman.

After we quickly reach another intense
orgasm, Jessica gets ready for Sara and her guest. She moaned so
loudly. I hope no one heard her.

"Jimmy, pull your pants up." She gives me a
passionate kiss and wipes the makeup off my mouth quickly.

"What do I do now?"

"Just go out and tell them I need a few
minutes. Hurry up."

"Okay."

Chapter 11

Getting out of Sara's bedroom to walk
downstairs, Sara bumps into me.

"Jimmy, what are you doing in my
bedroom?"

"Jessica is not ready yet. She will be ready
in a few minutes." Sara looks satisfied with my explanation.

"Okay. I will get her out of there." Sara
walks into her bedroom.

In my bedroom, I think of what I have become.
I went from being the guy who kept his hormones in check to the
typical man, obsessed with sex. I behave the same way Luis, Justin,
and Juan do. I am no different from them. I am as sex-crazed as
they are. Jessica transformed me into a sex machine.

Additionally, I am worse than the typical
sexaholic male. Unlike me, most sexaholics are stupid. These kinds
of guys don't think. They only let their penises dictate their
action without measuring the future consequences. On the contrary,
I did think this through. I thought about it and weighed the
consequences. I gave it a lot of rational thought. After thinking,
I concluded that having sex with a stranger to satisfy my desires
was more important than respecting the woman I cared about. After
telling Juan that I am not a sexaholic like him, I cheated on Sara
the exact same way Juan did with Maria.

Sara, Jessica, and the future husband of
Jessica, an older man, left the house together, leaving me alone to
sleep and think about the beautiful women I had sex with. First it
was Sara, a woman so elegant, tall, smart, and prideful. She has
tremendously great looking breasts, captivating eyes, and a sexy
long neck. Last night, it was Jessica. Her butt turned me into a
stupid idiot. Her long black hair and lustful Japanese eyes make me
want to have sex with her again. I always wanted to have sex with
an attractive Asian woman. Jessica is half-Asian. I have surpassed
my sexual expectations. I thought that I would die a virgin. It
surprises me how sex-crazed I am with a woman that shallow.

In the afternoon, Sara and Jessica arrive
again after I ate breakfast and lunch. It looks like things went
well. Jessica's joy is obvious. Sara tells Jessica to go upstairs.
Sara wants to have a talk with me. We sit down on the sofa of the
living room. I think these are the last few minutes of us as a
couple.

"Jimmy, you have been a very special person
to me." This is how a conversation starts when you are going to end
a relationship.

"Yes. Sara. It has been an honor to be your
boyfriend."

"Thanks. This has been very difficult for me.
I have given it a lot of thought. I don't know how else to say
this." She takes a pause to look at me. She waits for me to say
something. Seeing how I don't say anything, she continues. "Well,
yeah. Okay. Jimmy, you are a great person. You are a decent and
nice man. There are many women out there who will be very happy
with you. The problem is that you need to be more open. The few
times that you did open up, you were too damn weird for me. I am
certain there are many women who you would fit in well with. If you
weren't so quiet, I guarantee you that you would have been happily
married a long time ago. You have too many good qualities. The
problem with us is that we are too different. My expectations were
too high. I am sorry for that. I am sorry that I keep talking and
talking, but I am nervous. I feel so nervous. I feel like a bad
person." Sara looks very tense.

I interrupt her, "You are not a bad person.
If anything, I am the villain of this story." Sara becomes upset by
what I say.

"Jimmy. Please, shut up! Let me finish. You
are making this more difficult for me. You are not the villain. Why
do you judge yourself like that? No. Don't ever say that. Nobody is
evil here. It is what it is; two people with two completely
different views of the world and love. Jimmy, we can't be a couple
anymore. I am sorry. This is over. You aren't what I want in my
life. I am sorry." Jessica has teary eyes.

"Don't worry, Jessica. I understand. It is
okay that you don't want to be my girlfriend anymore." When I go to
hold her hand, she pushes it away from me. She looks more upset and
teary.

"Why are you like this, Jimmy? Even during
this conversation, you still don't trust me. How do you expect me
to believe that you are fine? You are not fine. I know you are
upset with me. Who wouldn't be upset? I know you hate me right now.
Why aren't you screaming at me! Why!" Sara can't speak and breaks
down into tears.

I am upset that Sara doesn't want to be with
me anymore. I am more upset at myself. Telling her this won't make
me feel better. I wished Sara saw things my way when it comes to
love, but I am realistic. I know that I am a difficult person to
live with. I didn't expect this relationship to ever happen. I
didn't expect this relationship to last this long. I should have
lied to her about my thoughts of love. None of this would be
happening if I did.

Stubbornly, I believed she had to like me in
my true form. I can't and never will be a people person. She
doesn't deserve to live with an antisocial person like me. She
deserves to know the real me, not a fake me. She would have dumped
me later in life if I lied to her about my thoughts because my
actions will always contradict what I say.

"Sara, you are doing the right thing. I would
have done the same thing." I hug her and Sara continues crying in
my arms. I can't believe that I will be stroking her lovely hair
for the last time.

After she calms down, she says, "I want you
to know beforehand that I will be dating Chad."

"Okay. I hope you will be happy with him."
Sara becomes a little upset again.

"Really, Jimmy? Are you really okay with me
dumping you for Chad? He took me away from you. C'mon, trust me
this one time. Tell me how you feel. Like you did when you told me
your thoughts about love."

"Sara, you didn't dump me for anyone. Chad
didn't steal you away from me. I lost you. I am the only one
responsible for everything that is happening. It is nobody's fault.
A relationship is never about someone having the other person. It
is a mutual agreement to be together without any chains. If we are
not together, it is because I didn't do what was necessary to keep
you."