Fatal Seduction

Cheating Boyfriend III

“s**t!” Ruby cursed, her curvy hips still lifted in the air. “Who the hell is that?” she snapped, her expression darkening instantly. Kaylan shot her a look.

“You told me she was going to stay there forever,” he whispered sharply.

Her eyes narrowed.

“Of course she was. Ah— are you expecting someone?”

“No, I’m not. Goodness, Ruby!”

Ruby frowned.

“What?!”

“Jessi is back. Get up… get up,” he said, already slipping into panic mode, his earlier desire crashing just as quickly as it had risen. She reluctantly slid off him, her face flushed green with irritation.

“Stupid girl!” she muttered under her breath.

Kaylan was already scrambling, grabbing his clothes from where they had been carelessly discarded.

“Don’t just stand there, do something. Pick up your things and go to the restroom.”

The doorbell rang again.

That pushed her into motion, though she moved with deliberate slowness, annoyance written all over her face. She had been ready, like completely ready and now this interruption. Gosh!

Suddenly—

“Hold on,” she said, turning to him as he struggled into his pants.

“Are you even sure it’s Jessi? You didn’t check, you just assumed.”

Kaylan hissed under his breath.

“There is no need to check. It’s her. Just go to the restroom and wait—”

“That is risky, Kaylan,” she argued, folding her arms briefly.

“I will handle it. Just go. Please, go, will you?” he pleaded, frustration edging his voice.

“I will. Don’t push me, or I will blow this whole thing open,” she threatened, and he immediately softened.

“Please,” he muttered.

Reluctantly, Ruby gathered the scattered pieces of her clothing from the floor and slipped toward the bathroom. Kaylan took one last sweeping glance around the living room, everything looked almost normal, almost untouched. Dragging his feet, he forced himself into a sluggish, sleepy act as he approached the door, yawning loudly and rubbing his eyes before pulling it open.

“Jessi, I’m—” he froze mid-sentence, blinking.

“Jessi?” the plus-sized woman at the door echoed, her tone smooth and unexpectedly alluring.

The drowsy act vanished instantly. His eyes widened.

“Ba… babe,” he stammered, letting out a small, awkward laugh to ease the tension.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Kaylan studied her properly this time, making sure. Whenever she stood on his porch, she filled the space completely, her presence impossible to miss. Her curves, her stature, everything about her blocked out the familiar view of the neighbor’s letterbox across the way. Seeing that view now partially hidden again confirmed it, it was really her.

“Are you okay?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Oh! Yes, yes, I’m fine—”

“So… you plan to keep me standing outside?”

“Oh!” He quickly stepped aside. “Come in. But you didn’t tell me you were coming, Rico.”

Rico sighed softly as she made her way to the couch, settling into it with ease.

“Do I need to inform my boyfriend before visiting his house?”

“Oh no, not at all. It’s just… the way we usually do it. You call, I prepare, then you book your flight and come down.”

She began removing her jewelry, one piece at a time.

“Well, you are right. But is it a crime if I change things a little?”

He shook his head quickly.

“No, no, not at all. What would you like me to get you?”

She paused, looked at him— really looked— and then burst into laughter.

“Seriously, Kaylan? Please. I know my way around.”

Before he could stop her, she was already on her feet.

She returned a few minutes later with two glasses of red wine, moving with slow, deliberate grace. Stepping close, she handed him one.

“I know you are surprised to see me,” she said softly, her voice dropping, “but aren’t you happy?”

He forced a smile.

“Of course I am.”

Their glasses clinked gently before they both took a sip.

“So,” she asked, “who is Jessi?”

He almost choked on his wine.

“Oh! That? That was my sister. Yeah, she was here like an hour ago and left to go attend to things, so I thought she was back,” he said.

She smiled.

“Oh, really? Well, I want to reach the heavens today, Kaylan,” she covered the little distance between them and began rubbing her hand on his bare chest, caressing his abs.

He scoffed.

“Are you serious? Like now, here?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Hmph. I don't understand the kind of questions you are asking these days, Kaylan. Where and when else?”

He laughed.

“Pardon if I'm sounding stupid. I know you, big Rico, sweet Rico, you don't let us bang in here, do you?” He wrapped his arms around her big curvy waist.

She smiled. That was more like it.

“You are right,” she drank the remains of her wine, “I flew in yesterday afternoon for a business meeting this morning, I was thinking I would be off the minute I'm done with the meeting, reason why you weren't informed. But as I packed my luggage, my n*****s itched and immediately, I knew I wouldn't be leaving until I get this.”

“Mm. Brava! Beautiful story. And I love listening to such stories, mi amor,” he whispered and lifted her off the floor without warning. She wasn't expecting that as the empty glass cup in her hand slipped off and fell on the couch with a lazy thud. It didn't roll.

“That was close,” she laughed.

“Mmhm. But it didn't, did it?” He headed for the bedroom.

She giggled.

“I'm still so mesmerized at the way you scoop me off my feet before I know it, you do that all the time.”

“That's because the feet of the woman I love shouldn't be touching the ground,” he replied.

She laughed as they crossed the room and then he placed her softly on the bed, as though she was gold.

“You look so ravishing tonight,” he whispered as he slowly peeled off her clothes.

“Thank you,” she softly replied.

Rico just laid still while Kaylan did the work— taking off her own clothes, his clothes, foreplay, everything— he did. That was Rico for you.

He reached her brasserie and slowly undid it, planting kisses on her neck, eyes, mouth, nose, cheeks, chest as he did. He took off the brasserie completely staring at the huge ta-tas before him.

She noticed his stare and chuckled.

“You always stare at them,” she said.

“Yeah, that's because they get bigger each time I see them again.”

She laughed. She was already yearning for his touch, she could even feel her wetness in her panties, her clits twitching and twitching.

Kaylan was about to bring his head down on her boobs for a suckle when he suddenly paused, remembering something.

“What's that?” She noticed him.

“I will be right back,” he said, brushed her cheek with a peck and padded out of the room, locking the door behind him.

He headed for the bathroom, opened it to see Ruby still there. His eyes widened in shock.

“Are you still here?”

She turned to him.

“Seriously Kaylan, another girl?”

He sighed.

“Look, you should get going. Now, please.”

“So what happens to me then?” She opened her arms, “I was already f*****g wet, and I'm still wet you divkhead!”

“Shhhh! Lower your voice. Just get going, I will call you.”

She laughed dryly.

“You will call me? Kaylan I'm going to tell my friend you are cheating on her—”

“What?! You won't do that,” he said.

“Then let's get to a conclusion now. When are we seeing?”

He looked away.

“I don't know, I can't tell.”

“Tomorrow night. Unfailingly. You fail, I spill the beans,” and with that, she pushed him aside and elegantly walked out.

He sighed as he watched her go through the door, then he walked up to it and locked it. He picked up his phone, wrote Jessi a text and headed back to the bedroom where a goldmine waited.

“I'm back,” he announced as he entered.

“What took you so long?”

“Nothing serious. Just some stuffs. Where were we?” He asked running his eyes through the beautiful creation on his bed. She was still lying there, waiting, she didn't move.

“You were about to give my melons some intense suck,” she laughed.

“Oh yeah,” and he buried his head on her chest, his tongue circling her n*****s and leaking the folds. She was already moaning.

As he suckled, his hand went to her thighs, and from her thighs he navigated a passage to her p***y, her thighs were so thick that it covered everywhere. He left her boobs and went for her p***y himself, took off her panties and boom! She had already cummed.

“Haven't I sent you cumming now, huh?” He muttered.

She smiled.

“Mm mm. I need more of it.”

“And more of it you shall get,” he slid in his c**k, not into her p***y yet, but into her thick thighs. Finding her p***y was always so hard, it was hidden in-between her thighs.

“Spread your legs, mi amor,” he said.

She obeyed.

He raised up her legs and that free way appeared. He slid in without teasing her first, without warning, and she screamed out in pleasure.

Slowly, he thrusted back and forth, first with slow movement and then into rapid movement.

Rico screamed, moaned, covered her mouth, opened them, closed her eyes, opened them, held onto her boobs, held onto his hands, all in a bid to prevent the surge of pleasure running through her at the moment from exploding. She feared it would.

Kaylan kept pounding her. Strong gymed guy that he was, he steady pounded in and out of her, back and forth, sideways, whining his waist for his c**k to reach places.

“Are your n*****s still itching?”

He suddenly asked in muffles.

“N— nooooo!” She managed to reply.

“I don't want them itching again, “so I'm going to pound ya, pound ya so intense that you would never forget.”

“Mm mm. But you said you love listening to such stories?” She managed to reply, her firm titties swinging back and forth to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Oh yes, I do. It gets me crazy over ya. And I don't want to get crazy because if I do… who is going to give my baby the best bang, huh?”

She chuckled.

“Please baby, f**k me harderrrrr.”

“Harder you say?” He increased his pace.

“Yesssssss!”

“Harder you shall get.”

His face tightened, the veins on his forehead was visible, he clenched his teeth, tightened the grip of his heels on the floor as he further raised up her legs and entered her so deep, so deep that he knew he had hit her g-spot.

“Oh yes! Yes, that's it. Yesssss! Harder babeeeee.”

Kaylan banged harder, deeper, faster and rougher. The sound of their skin slamming into each other intercepting with their moans. He whined his waist at intervals and continued pounding. Rico almost screamed down the building, as Kaylan silently prayed his neighbours don't hear her.

He was still pounding when he felt he was cumming and wanted to pull out, but she held him still.

“No, it's getting sweeter, don't pull out now.” She said.

His body jerked, and against his wish, he released everything into her.