Twisted Faith of a Side Bitch by BLAZE K.C

Author:BLAZE, K.C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: True Glory Publications
Published: 2014-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

Ignoring the Signs

Jordan

Jazmyn always knew how to turn me on every time I saw her. It also helped that she didn’t mind meeting me at the door naked or barely dressed. This was always appreciated on nights when time was literally of the essence. However, now that Camille was gone I wanted to take my time. It wasn’t that often that I was able to spend the night without worrying about when I needed to get home. I prepared myself for a freaky night and even drunk a small bottle of Ginseng to help with stamina and endurance. Unlike for my wife, my dick never had a problem standing for Jazmyn no matter how many times we do it.

I wasn’t surprised that she wanted me to have sex in the dining room, but I couldn’t help noticing the bottle of Windex on the dining room table. It looked a little diluted. I brushed it off and thought maybe she was trying to clean a little earlier and forgot to put it away. Mid-stroke a thump from the closet caught my attention and Jazmyn tensed up before suggesting we go upstairs. I wasn’t sure why, but I quickly turned to look in the direction of the closet. I have a bad habit of being overly sensitive due to my line of work. My job is to study what doesn’t fit so I naturally raise an eyebrow at anything that is out of place.

Up in her bedroom, I watched as Jazmyn walked seductively over to her bed. She used her index finger to call me over. I followed like a sheep to slaughter. At this moment, I was willing to follow her anywhere. My dick was so hard it hurt. I don’t remember ever feeling this sexually attracted to Camille. When I met her at Penn State, I could tell she was different. The kind of girl that waited until marriage to give it up. She wasn’t a virgin when we met, but she was extremely inexperienced. Everything I told her I wanted, she thought was disgusting or something ‘good girls’ never do. The innocence is what hooked me. I loved knowing that she didn’t give it up to just anyone. She made me feel like I would be the one to turn her out. The problem with my theory was that she never quite got used to the idea of trying anything freaky. She also made me feel like a pervert for approaching her with it. Jazmyn on the other hand told me the first day we had sex that she was willing to do whatever I asked at least once. I knew she wasn’t marriage material after I heard it because I didn’t know who else she gave that offer to.

When I think about it, both women made up the perfect woman for me. Camille represents the stability I need while Jazmyn represents the wild side I crave. Jazmyn’s mouth wrapping around my hardness brought me back to the present as moans escaped my throat.

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