My name is Nelly. I stood under the shade, fidgeting. My friend, Caroline had taken more time than she needed to get the groceries from the supermarket in the next street. We were on our way from a friend's place when she remembered that she needed to get the groceries. I was so exhausted, so I couldn't go with her. I decided to wait under the shade.

Just as I was about to call her phone for the hundreth time, I saw her crossing the road to my direction with an overwhelming bags of groceries. I sighed, knowing she would need my help for those.

After querying her for wasting my treasured time, I gave her a hand with the bags, and we headed to her home. Well, it's our home now since I've been here for over a week. My strict parents and annoying siblings are the reason I feel more comfortable here than where I was born and raised.

Another thrill about my stay at Caroline's house is her elder brother, whom I have a crush on. A few times, he has touched me but someone always interrupt when we're about to go deeper.

So, we got home and I helped Caroline put all the groceries in place. It was a hot, sunny day, so Caroline and I took a relaxing bath to cool down. As we chatted and dressed, Caroline got a call from her boyfriend. He needed her at his house urgently.

She lied, but I already knew that Martin, her boyfriend needed s*x and that was the only reason he phoned her.

I was the only one at home after Caroline left. This would have been the perfect time for Caroline's brother and I. But sadly, I hadn't seen him since Caroline and I returned. He probably left to join his bad company at their joint.

I had opted for a breathable crop top without a bra to guard my huge t*ts beneath, and a pair of silk shorts with no panties too. It was a hot day, remember?

After moments of doomscrolling on my phone, I collapsed on the bed and succumbed to exhaustion.

As I tried to sleep, I heard the creaking sound of the room door opening. But I was too weak to open my eyes. Then I felt a hand grab my t*t.

I jolted, sitting up straight on the bed, "Kelvin, what are you doing here?" I asked Caroline's brother.

"Shh!" he warned and began to pull off his trousers.

"Kelvin, what are you doing?" I asked, pretending dumb.

Kelvin didn't say a word, he pounced on me spontaneously, his lips locking on mine. Instinctively, I returned the sweet kiss as he laid on me. His naked chest pressed against my t*ts as we french kissed. I could feel his hardness through his briefs.

After minutes of kissing, Kelvin lifted my crop top, exposing my hard n**ples. Like an expert, he began savouring them. The sensation of his teeth and tongue on my n**ples made me moan in an overwhelming desire and intense pleasure.

From my t*ts, to my neck, down to my belly button, he sucked the life out of them, and the juices dripping from my pussy was an evidence to my horniness.

He sucked on my body so critically that I became certain about having multiple hickeys by the time we were done. Just then, his hand slipped in through my silk shorts. He smiled when he discovered the wetness of my p**sy.

Kelvin stripped me of my shorts. He took out his thick c**k and tapped it on my pussy, causing me to moan in anticipation. Then, he began thrusting in and out with only the tip of his c**k.

"Ahh! Kelvin, deeper please." I whispered, my eyes half closed.

As Kelvin put all of the long d**k inside me, he thrusted in and out in a fast motion. I screamed at the sweetness and he made sure that his whole length was inside me.

Several moments later, he made me lie on my tummy, then he inserted from behind. This was the sweetest part since I could feel his balls lap against my a*s each time he tried to force his full length, but was limited by my thick a*s.

Kelvin kept on digging me until he felt his c*m about to release. He paused his thrusts, leaving his d**k in my pussy for a few seconds before pulling out.

He stroked his d**k, and in a thin high speed jet, his c*m spilled all over my a*s.

Pulling up his trousers and locking his belt, he smiled at me who was feeling my warm p**sy, "You're sweet, Nelly. I'll catch up with you later." He said and exited the door.

I'm Olivia, I sat at the elegant table surrounded by soft candlelight. Before me, an exquisite dinner set awaited: Seared Scallops, Creamy Lobster Bisque, Grilled Filet Mignon with Truffle Mashed Potatoes, and Crème Brûlée, paired with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon. The aromas teased my senses, heightening my anticipation.

Fake life was more interesting than I ever imagined, and I hoped that Mark, my stingy boyfriend won't fail to send the money before that assertive waitress of a girl came with the exorbitant bill.

As I began to savor the delicious dinner before me, the sweet, creamy taste made me forget about all other worries. I completely lost thought about the unpaid loan I had taken last week, and the rented car that I was yet to renew it's lease. The company had given me an extra two days to pay, else they'll track down the car with their special team and a group of cops.

But that was behind, I needed to face this mouth-watering dinner before any other thing.

A few minutes later, I found myself scraping the bowl of my crème Brûlée, the rest of the plates already emptied. My heart skipped a beat as I realised that I hadn't received any credit alert yet.

As I began to panick on my seat, The waitress approached me with a bill folder and a pen. "Ma'am would you like to pay with card or cash?"

I looked at her, speechless. On the spur of the moment, a saviour arrived, "How much is the bill?"

The waitress called out the bill and without hesitating, he transferred the money with his mobile. The waitress confirmed it at the instance, handing him a reciept.

I looked up at him, my eyes widening in wonder. I was about to thank him from the depth of my heart when he said, "Don't say it, just come with me." The man said and started walking towards the exit.

I immediately picked up my purse from the table and followed behind him. My crazy mind read, "He looks rich. He may want to take me in as a wife."

The man led me to his car, it was the latest model of Bugatti La Voiture Noire. I was astonished by the extent of his wealth. My heart danced, knowing I just caught a rich man.

The drive to his mansion was awkwardly silent. His eyes were fixed on the road most of the time but there were a few times he took quick glances at me.

The interior design of his mansion was sophisticated and opulent, but his bedroom was an intimate sanctuary, wrapped in decadent silks and velvets.

"Take off your clothes," He said, locking the bedroom door.

Surprised, I asked, "Why should I take off my clothes?" But he didn't answer. He only began to undress himself.

At this point, I knew what was going to come next. I wondered why I had even thought that someone would pay those expensive bills without asking for anything in return.

"Anyways, since this is what he wants, I guess I'm up to the task. I'm not a virgin afterall." I said to myself.

As I began to strip, he sat, stark naked on the bed, waiting for me

After stripping, I sat on his thighs, my legs on either side. My br**sts were almost on the same level with his mouth. His d**k pointed at my p**sy with it's tip gently caressing it.

Looking straight into my eyes, he squeezed my a*s like he would a teddy bear. "So soft!" He whispered.

Enjoying his hands on my a*s, I instinctively leaned forward, presenting my lips. He gave it a few light kisses and brought his hand to my neck, making sure my lips were in the right position.

The soft pressure of his lips on mine was the kind that spoke of curiosity and exploration rather than passion and urgency. Time stood still as we savored the taste of our lips. The sensation of his bare skin on mine, and his d**k rubbing my p**sy was unexplainable.

His hands on my neck moved down to my a*s. He gave it a little squeeze before gently pushing my hips forward, causing his tip to effortlessly slide into my wet p**sy. Leaving it fixed at that point, he sucked my neck passionately.

I moaned and began cycling my hips on him while his unrelenting neck kisses made me forget about the surrounding. Laying on the bed with the man on top of me, he sucked my n**ples like an expert.

Amidst the moment of extreme pleasure, he raised my right leg, exposing my p**sy hole. As he added some lubrications with his mouth liquid, he shove his thick c**k inside me, pushed it in till my deep p**sy ate up the whole length.

Bringing it out, his d**k was already covered in my creamy juices. He shoved it in multiple times and all I did was moan to the pleasurable feeling. The slurpy sound made was a thrill as he kept on f**king my p**sy hole.

With every passing minute, he increased his pace. Soon he reclined, gesturing for me to come atop and ride him. I obeyed and sat on his erect d**k, causing him to let out a soft moan. He put a grip on my waist as I began to f**k him.

Almost half an hour of riding him, I felt a warm substance go into my p**sy from his d**k. Realising it was his c*m I tried to get up so he wouldn't spill all his seed inside me, but his grip on my waist was firm and unyielding. He made sure that every single sp**m went into my body before letting go of me.

"As he slipped from under me, he began to dress up.

"What was that for?" I asked,

"I hate wasting those," he replied plainly.

I had opted to stay a little longer, thinking that I had found a new, rich man but he didn't even want me to stay for an extra second. My heart dropped when he said that his wife would be back home in a few minutes and that I should leave immediately.

He dropped me off at the restaurant where he picked me, leaving me alone to face my loan and car debts. If not anything, I was grateful for the dinner, the luxurious ride and the sweet f**k.

I sat comfortably on my plush sofa, engrossed in my favourite book, "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks. Suddenly, Eugene burst into my door. His face looked flushed and reddened, his eyes welling up in tears.

I had never seen my bestfriend look like this, "Eugene, what is the matter with you?" I asked.

Eugene fought the tears that was about to fall as he sat next to me. "Scarlet broke up with me." He said,

"Wait, what? Why would she do that?" I asked, astonished.

"She told me she felt overwhelmed by my constant demand for s*x and that she couldn't continue anymore." Eugene said, the withheld tears finally trickling down his face.

My face turned sympathetic as I drew closer to him. I wiped off his tears and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry Eugene, you can always find someone else to satisfy your s*xual urge,"

Eugene turned to me, "someone else? You have no idea how hard it'll be to find someone so curvy, yet good in bed as Scarlet." He said,

"Don't say that, Eugene." I said softly. "You could always meet someone better than her."

Eugene sniffled, "but what should I do till I find another girl? How will I satisfy my s*xual urge till then?" He asked, looking straight into my eyes.

I took a deep breath, "maybe you could consider solo s*x. What do you think?"

Eugene sneered, "You know I don't do such. I need a girl who would satisfy me, not me satisfying myself!"

"Okay, fine. Eugene, how about you go home and take a relaxing bath, then tomorrow we can find alternates for your situation."

"Tomorrow? but I already feel the urge at the moment. I can't wait till tomorrow." Eugene said,

Immediately, my eyes darted to between his legs. His stiff c**k was visible through his black trousers.

Then I looked at him with suspicion. "What are your intentions, Eugene?"

"Maybe you could...Uhmm...Maybe you could help me out." He said, stammering.

My face quickly wore a disapproving look, and I inched away from him, creating some distance, "No, Eugene. You know that this could ruin our friendship." I said.

"But what are friends for? Isn't it to help each other in times of need?" Eugene said, "I'm in a dire need for s*x and you really can't help me? Seriously, Nita?"

"Don't take it that way, Eugene. It's just that.."

Eugene cut in. "It's fine, I completely understand. I guess I'll be on my way now." Eugene said as he stood from the sofa. "Bye, Anita."

Eugene's words stung deep and it really felt like he was gaslighting me. But if that was the case, then his manipulations made a real impact in me.

I stood up from the sofa, "Eugene, wait," my voice brought a halt to his exit. "Maybe I could help you a little.. just a little."

A soft smile played on Eugene's lips as he came closer. "Thanks, Nita," Eugene said, extending his arms for a hug.

He put his arms around me, squeezing my torso in a really tight hug. I could feel his heartbeat through his warm chest.

As he brought his face closer to mine, he looked into my eyes while uncertainty washed me. I knew what we were about to do was a typical example of "destroying the friendship for the friendship's sake".

Slowly, and as if asking for permission, Eugene brought his face even more closer to mine, his breath tickled my skin and I shut my eyes close.

The next thing I felt was Eugene's warm lips on mine. He kissed me slowly while leading me to the sofa, pulling my shoulder strap. My singlet fell from my shoulders down to my waist, uncovering my firm watermelon b**bs.

Eugene broke apart from me, his entire gaze moved to my b**bs. "You're beautiful," He whispered.

Then he went low, taking one of them in his mouth and squeezing the other one like a stress ball.

"Ahh! Oh my god, Eugene," I moaned when I felt his teeth on my n**ples.

After moments of sucking me, Eugene withdrew and looked at my face. "It's time for this, Nita." He said, pointing to his erected d**k which looked like it could tear the trousers apart if it wasn't satisfied soon.

Standing up, I pulled down my denim trousers. kneeling on the seat with my back to him, I relaxed my elbows on the headrest. My full a*s and p**sy was soothingly exposed to Eugene as I waited for him to bring out his c**k and f**k me.

Eugene unzipped his trousers and knelt behind me with his entire d**k out and ready to f**k. He put his both hands on my br**sts, our cheeks rubbed as his lower jaw relaxed on my shoulders while his d**k located my p**sy hole.

As his c**k dangled at the entrance of my p**sy, Eugene licked my cheek and trailed his tongue up to my ears. Gently and sweetly sucking it, he began to push himself really slowly inside me.

When his whole length finally entered, he began thrusting in and out steadily, his hands never leaving my breast. His waist collided with my bouncy a*s each time he thrusted in, and we both found ourselves moaning.

His energy seemed to increase with each passing moment, and the force he used to f**k me spiked. Soon, Eugene's hand moved from my breast to my cl*t. He rubbed it as he continued to f**k me. Our moans rose from quiet to loud.

At some point he slowed his pace. Each time he thrust in, he pushed my hips backward, causing his d**k to go deeper. And as y'all know, the deeper it is, the sweeter it gets.

I moaned uncontrollably, I never thought Eugene would be this good with s*x. He made me scream when he left his d**k in there for several seconds. He did it again, and by the third time, he resumed in his fast thrusts. This time, he went faster than ever.

His hands resumed to my b**bs, squeezing them with more passion. At this point I knew he would soon c*m. And just as I speculated, Eugene began to fill my p**sy with his c*m.

He took out his c**k, stroked it a bit and gave me some sweet neck kisses before he put the satisfied d**k back into his trousers.

I dressed myself up with my face on the floor the whole time. "Thank you, Anita," Eugene said with no hint of guilt. "I hope you won't reject me when I come for it tomorrow."

"Eugene it's getting late, you need to be on your way now." I said blankly.

As I walked Eugene to the door, he smiled slyly at me before going away. Shutting the door behind me, I walked back to the sofa and touched my p**sy. I took out a finger covered in my own best friend's juices. I heaved a deep sigh, wondering if I did the right thing or not.