Drunk In Love: An Original Love Story (18 page)
“The only thing I know is that I want you right now. It ain’t like it has never happened, a hundred times over.” She tried persuading him, now kissing around his neck and working her way to his chest as she massaged one nipple and succulently kissed on the other.
Mark thought he was fighting her off, but in reality he was just standing there enjoying the warm feel of her mouth now wrapped around his dick. “Let me give you what she can’t.”
“Shiiiit,” Mark gave in with a moan, feeling her warm spit dripping between her fingers as she sucked and jacked him at the same time. This took him back as he thought about how he used to beat Felisha’s pussy to death, just to relieve the pressure of not being able to fuck his fiancé.
“You like that?” Felisha asked in between sucking. This was all she wanted. She wanted to feel his thick cock in her mouth, because it made her feel special and good inside. Just having this moment could last her for a few more years of holding on to their secret.
“Suck it,” Mark said, fucking the hell out of Felisha’s mouth. “Suck it,” he said again.
Felisha was doing just as she was told as she gave Mark some of the best head in the world. She was licking and slurping and jacking and popping, all the while playing in her pussy as her sweet juices dripped down her thighs.
“Mmm-mmm.” She moaned; mouth full of dick.
“Eat that dick,” Mark demanded. “Suck this big dick.” He grabbed her head and shoved his dick in her mouth as far as it would go. “Eat it. Swallow it.” Felisha was unnerved by his behavior, because that’s how they always laid it down. Mark could be himself with her, whereas with Olivia, he treated her like she was the fragile one. “Take off that thing and bend over.” He demanded.
Felisha happily came out of her baby doll satin nighty. Mark was also coming out of his clothes. The excitement of fucking her had taken over and even though he loved Olivia, he loved fucking Felisha more.
He stood back and watched Felisha’s big, pretty round ass. She wasn’t a skinny chick by far. She was definitely thick in the thighs with a wide, fat ass. She had a pudgy stomach and big breasts. Mark loved when they got together so he could ride her waves. She was sexy as hell to him and definitely cute in the face. If it wasn’t for him choosing Olivia, it would’ve been her, hands down.
Mark walked over to her as she posed on the edge of the bed, doggy style. Her fat ass was up in the air with a deep arch in her back like she was begging for his attention.
“Come get it, baby.” She said, pussy pulsating before he could even slide in it.
Mark walked over, opening up the nightstand drawer and grabbing a condom. He quickly tore open the pack and put it on. He wasn’t taking any more chances like the time before. He then slid his dick up and down the crack of her ass. She moaned, anticipating the moment for him to go in deep. He then slapped her with his dick.
“You want this? Is this why you’ve been acting up?” He asked, now rubbing his dick up and down her wet pussy lips.
“Yes, I want it,” she admitted. “Make me stop acting up.” She begged.
“I knew you wanted it,” Mark said and slid his dick in deep as she moaned with pleasure. Mark beat that pussy from the back, then the front, then the side. He even sat in a chair and let her ride him until her knees were shaking. He picked her thick, two hundred and three pound ass up in the air and fucked her standing up. Felisha was enjoying the dick down that he was giving her. Her pussy needed it just as bad as she wanted it.
An hour and two condoms later, Mark was now stroking his long rod inside Felisha’s asshole. She took it any kind of way he gave it to her. Her ass was tight and warm as he was sliding his big pipe in and out of her with ease like he was fucking her pussy. It felt good to him as it gripped and pulled on his dick. He started to speed up, feeling a rush coming on.
“It’s about to blow,” he said, letting Felisha know what time it was. He stroked about a minute more then pulled his throbbing dick out as Felisha quickly turned around and started sucking it. In less than no time, Mark was shooting off loads of cum in her mouth. Felisha kept sucking, as she swallowed every bit of nut she could catch. “Aaaaaaaah,” he said, feeling relieved. He hadn’t gotten that buck wild in years, being that Felisha was the only woman he’d ever tipped out with on his wife.
No sooner than he could finish, he was already putting his clothes back on. “This can’t happen again,” he said.
“I know,” Felisha responded with a smile on her face. She’d gotten what she wanted and now she was good.
****
Olivia was headed home, but had made a u-turn in hopes of mending her relationship with her bestie, first. She turned on Felisha’s street and rode straight down to her house. She frowned upon pulling up in the driveway as she noticed Mark’s car already parked there. She sat in the car for a moment, not really caring to think much of it. Maybe Felisha had called and needed something. Maybe he was there to speak with her about what had been going on between them. She didn’t know why he could be there, but instead of getting out first, she sent Mark a text message.
What you doing? O’
He responded back quickly. Missing you. Mark
Where are you, think I’m coming home? O’
I’m home. Come on, I’ll cook us lunch so we can talk.
She quickly frowned. “Home?” She said, looking at the tail end of his car parked in front of her. “That’s strange.” She got out of the car and headed to the rear door. No sooner than she could bend the corner in the back yard, Mark was coming out the back door. He turned to look her right in the face. It was almost like he’d seen a ghost.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Olivia quickly asked as her voice nervously shook.
“Uh, hey Baby,” Mark said while taking in a deep breath. Beads of sweat instantly popped off of his forehead. “I was just over here talking with Felisha about that lil situation you wanted me to handle.”
“I thought you said that you were home just now in the text message.”
“Well,” Mark said, feeling tongue tied and caught up. “I wanted to surprise you since Felisha and I had talked, in hopes that things will now be good between y’all. I’m sorry about that. I should’ve been honest.” Olivia didn’t say a word as she heard Felisha’s big mouth making its way to the back door.
“Heeeeeey babe,” Felisha called out, trying to catch Mark before he left. “You’re leaving your waaaaaatch.” She dragged in shock, upon seeing Olivia standing in her back yard with her hands on her hips.
“Hey baby,” Olivia said with a cut look in her eyes. “Hey baby,” she repeated, looking from Felisha to Mark then back to Felisha. Her hands nervously shook some kind of bad as she tried to control herself.
“This ain’t what it looks like,” Felisha tried to clean it up as she ran her hands down her hair like anxiety had kicked in. Olivia looked over at Mark and then she peeped the buttons on his shirt were off by a button. Everything flashed before Olivia’s eyes as she stood there almost speechless and hurt to the core at what she was witnessing.
How long had this been going on? Had it just happened for the first time? Who crossed the line first? A thousand questions flooded her mind in the few seconds she stood there.
“Baby,” Mark called out. “Are you okay?” Olivia just stood there as the guilty look on Felisha’s face told it all.
This nasty bitch just fucked my husband
, she thought and before Mark could say another word, Olivia had gone mad.
“YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH!” She yelled out, slapping the spit out of Mark’s mouth. “HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!!!!” But, before he could answer, she was already trying to get to Felisha’s ass. She had definitely blanked out and lost control of her emotions, but a bitch was going to tell her something and she wasn’t leaving until they did.
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