Chapter 23 – The fuck buddy
‘Joanna, I think I wanna marry you’
‘The only thing I would marry is your cock. Now shut your mouth and fuck me’
I was drunk. But you know what they say about drunk people: they always tell the truth.
‘I am serious’ he pulled out of my pussy ‘we have been dating for a year!’
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Now, when a nymphomaniac hears something like this, the only thing she wants to do is run, as fast as possible. Also, pulling out of a woman’s pussy, while she is about to cum, and leaving her completely unsatisfied, is also your guarantee of getting dumped.
‘What are you doing?’
‘Good bye, Frank’
Of course, I was not going to confess that I was dating him and another one hundred persons at the same time (I did not specify the gender, since there were also many women); or, that I had used him and another hundred people to satisfy my carnal desires. No, no, I preferred to leave quietly.
Have you ever thought what the world would be without dildos? Well, I did; and the thought is so horrifying that it makes me want to stop thinking about it immediately. Since Frank was not able to finish his work, once I got home, I relied on my beloved Dildo-boy to finish the job and make my pussy squirt in pleasure.
‘Hi. Would you like to drink a coffee with me?’
I would prefer to have some sex with you but instead, but I’ll have to settle with the coffee, I instantly think to myself whenever a cute or less cute guy approaches me at a coffee shop. However, my mouth never betrays my mind or lets the truth come out.
‘Sure, why not?’
His fast pathetic attempts of hitting on me revealed that he was a married man. Perfect! Dating a married man means having absolute freedom, a relationship in which both of us share the same common interest: sex.
Unfortunately, life is not always a fairy-tale. The guy had erectile dysfunctions (please appreciate I’m not calling him a fucking impotent), so I was forced to dump him.
‘This is Joanna. Joanna, he is George’
‘Nice to meet you’
‘Nice to meet you too, beautiful lady’
I do not know why every time there is a man standing in front of me, I have to peek at his bobby dangler, imagining how it would be to have my pussy fucked hard by it.Doctors blame nymphomania for everything it happens to me; I blame my body, for necessitating more sex than normal people do.
So, who is George? He likes to consider himself my sex-victim. I prefer calling him…my fuck buddy! We met a couple of months ago, at his sister’s newborn ceremony, and since then, he is among the only people I can rely on when I need to fuck or just suck a juicy dick.
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‘So, how come you are alone at the ceremony?’
‘I could ask you the same question’
‘Well’ he smiled ‘my wife hates my sister, this says it all. What about you?’
‘Oh…If I am married or?’
‘Yes’
‘No. I mean, I am not married. I am just single’.I do not use to spell it out after the first five minutes of knowing someone, but the confused look on his face demanded an explanation think I need too much sex’
‘What’ he laughed ‘you’re joking me’ his look pointed at my breast like a trigger ‘you’re not joking me’ he added fast, taking it more seriously ‘well then, in my humble opinion, what you need is a fuck buddy’
He was saying it so seriously that he had me laughing hard. However, his suggestion was quite cleaver. A fuck buddy was something like being friends with benefits, someone who would have fucked me only for the love of fucking, without other emotional implication.
‘Gooood idea’ I said playing with a lock of hair ‘ since you know so much, do you also happen to know someone willing to be my fuck buddy?’
‘Honey, I believe it should be someone mature enough to understand a fuck buddy’s responsibilities. He should also be married, so that you don’t have to worry about him getting in love with you. And he should be quite handsome. Thinking about it, I am perfect for this job’
‘Hmm’ I mumbled struggling not to burst into laughter ‘you know any job supposes an interview’
‘I am ready to take it’he said, grabbing me by the hand and dragging me away.
‘Where are you taking me?!’
He took me to the bathroom, locked the door and turned off the lights.
‘Why did you turn off the lights’ I asked confused, while starting to unzip his pants. I knew he wanted to fuck me, so I did not want to waste time.
‘Blind interviews are more interesting’ he whispered, kissing the lobe of my ear.
I must be honest with you. I was horny. Knowing that all those people were outside, only a few steps away from us, and someone could have knocked at our door any moment, was the best aphrodisiac.
‘Let’s skip the foreplay’
Since I was not wearing any panties, all I had to do was lifting up my dress. George’s reaction to this said it all.
‘Fuck!’ he softly caressed my clitoris with his erect dick ‘this is so hot’
Although my pussy was eager to get some fucking, I had this fervent desire to have my ass fucked by his cock. The idea of a less ordinary orgasm was perfectly suitable for the unexpected situation. I turned my back to him and leaned against the wall, waiting for him to thrust into me.
He did everything properly. He wet both my anus and his cock with his saliva, grabbed me by the hips and slowly thrust into my impatient butt. ‘Welcome to my asshole’, I thought aloud while enjoying his soft thrusts.
‘Nice to be here’ he whispered right back.
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The feeling was incredible. Each of his thrusts was making me hornier, bringing me closer to a very intense state of pleasure.
‘I like the way you can fuck’
‘Don’t intimidate me’ he thrust deeper into my anus ‘or I’ll fail’
‘What does fail mean’ I asked, moving my butt at the same time with his cock.
‘Coming…right now, right in your ass!’
His suggestion gave birth to a sudden burst of pleasure in my butt ‘I would love you to fail this interview’ I leaned against the wall on my left arm and played with my clitoris with my other hand.
He was desperate to cum in my ass, that was pretty obvious; but, at the same time, he wanted me to be satisfied with his performance, so that he could have the chance to repeat the experience.
His slow thrusts put me into a prolonged state of pleasure, which leaded to what I now call the best anal orgasm in my life. I squeezed his hard, throbbing penis between my butt cheeks and surrendered myself to the sweetest, most orgasmic pleasure of all.
I was not sure if my moans let him know that I was climaxing, but once he saw my body shaking under his touch, George could not help himself anymore from cumming right inside my very tight ass. He squeezed my hips hard, moaned deeply and filled me with his passion.
Feeling his cum drops dripping from my asshole made me feel so good! He could not fail to see my happiness, while I was cleaning his cum off my but with some wet wipes, so he came closer to me and asked if there was anything else, he could have done for me.
‘I think that’s all for today. Thanks’
‘Does this mean I passed the interview test?’
‘Yes’ I smiled, kissing his warm lips‘I officially pronounce you my FUCK BUDDY’
A pretty smile in the corner of the mouth revealed his great satisfaction ‘I gotta get going to my wife now’ he said kissing me back‘but I’ll be waiting enthusiastically for you call’ He pulled up his pants and unlocked the door‘Whenever and wherever you need me’
‘Thanks, you are sweet’ I said ironically.
‘It’s ok. That’s what fuck buddies do’
Fortunately, we got out of the bathroom without being seen. He returned to his wife and I returned to his sister’s ceremony, as if nothing had ever happened. However, something did happen that day. It was only the beginning of a new life, when fucking was a less difficult task for a poor nymphomaniac.
Guess whom I am seeing tonight…
