Without a ban

Alexa

“Hey, Alexa, I’m back earlier than expected,” Gilbert addressed me as he walked into my room. Or rather, all the rooms in the house belonged to him, but for the time being, it was mine. I wasn’t expecting to see him today at all, and I wasn’t prepared for it. But I had to express my fake joy at his quick return. I got out of bed to hug him.

“Me too, it’s so good to see you, you made me bored last night and face the morning alone in bed, and that rarely happened to me. Mostly it was me running away from men, making them meet their mornings without my love and affection,” she told him, running her palm over his cheek.

“I’m glad to hear that. But I’m not the kind of man you had before me, and you knew that when you agreed to my terms. You give me sex, I give you a book.”

“Of course, and I completely agree with that,” I answered him and began to reach for his belt buckle.

“I wanted to prove to you that you weren’t wrong,” I continued to whisper in his ear while I unbuckled his belt with my hand.

“Just like that?” he asked, and his hands slid down my back, then down to my waist. He had no trouble at all freeing me from my lace negligee, which was already showing off my assets.

“Yeah, why drag it out,” I said, and he grasped my chin, trying to look into my eyes.

“They really are like two big oceans,” he said before his tongue penetrated my mouth.

“Sweet girl,” he whispered, pulling away from the kiss, and everything in me turned upside down. Every time those words are spoken, I lose my self-control. But I don’t have to show it now.

“Yours,” I told him, and he pressed his imperious hand even tighter against me, and I could feel his arousal.

“Perhaps we should get rid of your gorgeous outfit,” he slid the straps of my negligee free of me in a flash, and he slid right down.

“Gorgeous body. Aren’t you wearing panties today?” I did, and his hands rested on my breasts and hurt me with a slap.

“Thank you, yes I’m not wearing panties,” I thanked him and he sharply pushed me down on the bed.

“Bad girl,” he began to take off his shirt and tried to free himself from his pants and boxers.

” I can be good for you, you just say the word,” I said and tried to get up from the bed to kiss him, but he sharply put me back down, hovering over me.

“No, be a bad girl, it turns me on.”

His fingers gently caressed my flesh while his hot, heaving cock slid over my stomach.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Are you ready to feel me inside your pussy?” he asked, clasping my wrists above my head and looking into my eyes. At that moment I was looking at his cock, which was not at all impressive in size. I hoped he knew how to use it.

“Yes,” I answered, and he entered me with one sharp movement. He moved slowly at first, but the thrusts got faster with each thrust. But that didn’t turn me on, as it had with Arthur.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I moaned, or rather imitated my orgasm.

“You’re the best,” he praised and continued to move inside me, slowing and speeding up. It seemed to me that it would never end. It’s true what they say, that a man of age is incapable of delivering as much pleasure as a young man. I wished Arthur were here in Gilbert’s place.

“I won’t be long,” he hissed as the wave of orgasm overtook him.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I tried to play along so that it would be over sooner.

“I want you to stay with me tonight.”

“Can I rub your back?”

SERIOUSLY? And if he also wants sex in the shower, it’s going to be really bad and long.

“Sure, rub my back.”

Arthur

19: 00. It was time to put my revenge plan for Alexa into action, and I opened the door to get out, but I saw Blanche in front of me.

“Hey, kitty,” Blanche said when I got out. Now, what did she want from me again? Was Michael right and did she really have a soft spot for me?

“Hi, come on in,” I told her and she walked through. Blanche was dressed in sportswear – a summer top and short shorts. They fit her so seductively. But I tried to ignore it.

“Why did you come? You’re so beautiful this morning sent me. I didn’t give the makeup bag back to that whore you were jealous of.”

“Arthur, I was wrong. You and I are not a couple and not husband and wife, and I shouldn’t have made a scene to you,” she said guiltily, and came up to me to hug me.

“Blanche, I don’t know what you expect me to do. Michael introduced us to you. You liked it. I liked it too. But that’s no reason to flaunt it on social media, especially since you and I are just friends. Although, we’re not even friends, we’re just buddies having a fun and wild time.”

“Speaking of fun, I brought you a bag,” she interrupted, and showed me a bag of cocaine.

“What do you need it for, Blanche? Isn’t there any other way to relax?”

“There are, but it’s a lot cooler, and you know it, and you’re just trying to deny it. Arthur, I really like you, and I want to be your girlfriend. Do you think we could be friends with benefits?”

“By privileges, do you mean sex and drugs?”

“Why not,” she answered and started pulling her sports top down over the top. She exposed her gorgeous figure and her gorgeous breasts in front of me.

“Blanche, don’t,” I warned her, throwing the bag of coke on the floor and trying to get away from her.

“Why not?” she continued to undress in front of me, and had already begun to unbutton her shorts, giving me a view of her luscious ass.

“Arthur, do you prefer to keep resisting, or do you want to give in?” She continued to test me by pulling down her panties and throwing them at me. Then, she came up to me and pressed her perfect body against mine.

“Blanche, stop it,” I tried to stop her as her hand went down on my cock and began to caress it through the thin fabric of my blue pants.

“You’re horny Arthur, I can’t leave you unsatisfied,” she unbuckled my belt and slipped her hand inside my boxers.

It was ten minutes before it was over. She’s a real witch, but Alex is the devil compared to her,” I thought, and pulled my clothes on.

– Did you like it? – Blanche asked, still lying on the bed and moving away from the pleasure.

“Yes,” I answered her, and threw her clothes on.

“Get dressed, I have to go.”

“Okay, don’t be mad,” she said and began to get dressed.

“I’ll leave the bag for you in case you feel like it,” she said and left my apartment.

I picked up the bag and threw it in the trash. After thinking a little more about how I was going to behave with Alex today, I left the house. She’s probably at this Lancaster guy’s right now, fucking him and thinking about a future together. I’m not jealous of her, but she pisses me off wildly. Even if she doesn’t come back tonight, I’ll still wait for her. The main thing is to do everything quietly, not to arouse any suspicions from her neighbors. Maybe I should get involved with Blanche and cut Alex out of my life. No, that’s too easy. I should punish her, because no one’s ever blown me off like that before. Michael’s right- she’s a whore. She’s a real bitch who uses men to get what she wants. Well, that’s not gonna fly with me, and I’m gonna prove it tonight.