Erotic Story/Average Joe: Meet Samantha, the crazy one! [Part 3]

Joe's new crush Samantha is taking everything really slow but Joe has no idea of her craziness yet

Her body, soft and moist, against the hardness of mine, glistened with the sheen of the oils she’d applied all over it.

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Her moans came slow at first but transformed into something that came from deep within her soul. I continued to fuck her with my tongue as she thrashed about, tasting her juices as they flowed from her pussy. She squirmed and called my name.

I fucked her hard with my dick next. From behind, watching the jiggle of her ass as the length of my moistened dick disappeared and appeared with each sturdy thrust. With each inward thrust she arched her back and moaned gutturally. I had one hand holding her down with the other keeping my balance on the bed’s headstand.

She had her ass cheeks arched backwards, urging me into the depths of her. I could feel the sensations of her sweetness wash all over me and I knew that my climax wasn’t far away.

“Fuck yeaahhh” I said.

“Fuck me harder baby” she said.

I fucked her harder… and within seconds I began to feel the constriction of my balls and had to jump out of her before I poured all of my seed into her.

We lay together after and I looked for my phone.

There’d been 3 missed calls from Samantha.

“I’ve really missed you Jonathan” Ugochi said. She had a leg flung over my groin and her hand caressed my chest.

It had been four months since the last time we saw each other and it was all due to the fact that I and Samantha had become a thing. Ugochi had no idea.

“I missed you too babe but I’ve gotta make this call.” I said and went into the bathroom of her apartment, closing the door behind me.

Samantha picked on the 3 ring. “I’ve been worried. Where are you?”

“Hey, don’t be worried. I just had to stop over at the mall to get some things. Then I felt pressed and I’m currently in the male rest room.”

“Really?” she asked and I heard the delight in her voice.

“Don’t laugh at me. It must’ve been something I ate last night.”

“Well, I asked to come over and cook but you said you didn’t want me to worry. Now look who’s using a public toilet.”

“It’s not that public” I said observing that the place was quite neat.

“Anyhoo, I took matters into my own hands and I’m making dinner. Hurry up and get home so you can eat it freshly made.”

“Of course, babes. I will.”

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Ugochi was knocking on the door by the time I ended the call. She asked me who I was calling that it had to be so private and I lied to her. We fucked again in the bathroom just before we showered and I left.

I got home half an hour later. Samantha was asleep in the couch. I sat beside her and looked at her. I knew I didn’t deserve her but I was a greedy, two-timing son of a bitch.

It was a couple of weeks later when Samantha found out about Ugochi.

Ugochi had called and she’d picked then she’d asked me and I had nothing to say to defend myself. She wept. I’d turned out to be just like the other guys.

I felt sorry for her and I accepted whatever decision she was willing to take. It didn’t occur to me that the damage I’d done had been more serious than I’d imagined.

It was a mutual friend who called me and told me how Samantha had swallowed an overdose and had been found unconscious by one of her sales attendants who came visiting her place.

It felt like I’d just got shot, even drinks couldn’t let me get over it.

And it was on that day that I made that decision to stay away from women, sex and disastrous relationships.

Well… up until recent events.

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