Open Relationship?

byremnick13©

*Yes, this is a cuckold story. Or rather a satire of the genre. If you can't get over the subject
matter, then you probably shouldn't give it a read. It always amuses me that even when an
author presents a story as work of complete fiction, readers still post angry comments as if these
characters are real people. This is a total fabrication. The narrator and individuals he describes
are imaginary, so don't get heated at a cheating girlfriend who only exists on paper. I refer to
this yarn as a satire because it is intentionally absurd with the narrator experiencing a variety of
classic cuckold scenarios.*

My name is irrelevant. My story is that of a primarily one sided "open" relationship. My latina
live-in girlfriend Carmen Polonia, who is reminiscent of a young Salma Hayek, had broached the
subject of an open relationship on a few occasions. I was hesitant because of course it would
always work out better for her. Sorry, but women don't have to put in half the effort to get laid
that men do. Carmen has an alluring body and sultry accent. She has to fend off guys left and
right when she goes out for a drink.

She was clever about it though. She knew I had a crush on this former coworker of mine, Jamie
Sutter. Carmen gave me permission to pursue a sexual relationship with Jamie. I just had to
wonder if Carmen was being so generous because she wanted to screw one of her male friends
guilt free? Our sex life was always good, but she had quite the reputation before we got involved.
That was something I just had to get over if I wanted to be with her.

On Friday, she texted me to meet her after work at this nightclub near her office. She worked in
advertising. She added in the text that she was wearing a pink thong which was a favorite of
mine. Sometimes she'd spend an entire Sunday lounging in nothing but that particular thong
because she knew how much it excited me. I got to the club ahead of her and waited at a table for
two. Several minutes later and to my chagrin, she entered the club accompanied a well dressed
gentleman with slicked back hair. They looked about the same height since she was in her high
heels.

"Hey, baby!" she said gleefully before greeting me with a quick peck on the lips. "This is Teddy.
He's in charge of my department," she explained.

"Good to meet you. Heard a lot about you," Teddy said.

"Hi," was all I said, not hiding my displeasure as Teddy pulled up another chair.

We spent the next hour chatting. I didn't care much for fast talking guys like Teddy, but since he
was Carmen's boss, I did my best to feign interest. They went on about being best pals in the
office. Teddy even referred to Carmen as his "work wife." It was comments like that ticked me
off more than him glancing down her frilly red blouse whenever he got a chance.
Carmen also made eyes at him, but that was not out of the ordinary. She is a big time flirt.

Why the hell did she tease me about the pink thong if she was going to invite a friend? And this
jerk of all people? The gabfest was only interrupted when one of Carmen's favorite R&B; songs
played.

"Oh my god! This is my song! Baby, I wish you liked to dance," she lamented.

"Sorry," I replied.

"I'll dance with you if your boyfriend doesn't mind?" Teddy offered.

"Baby?" she asked me with sad puppy dog eyes.

"Sure." How could I say no to her and not be the bad guy?

Teddy took Carmen by the hand and lead her onto the dance floor. I don't know much about
dancing, but I believe they did a tango. They were pretty good I will admit. Obviously they had
chemistry and even attracted a few spectators. This was like a cruel joke.

He whispered in her ear and she blushed. Whatever he said had to be sexual in nature.

Her skirt rode up a few times. God, she has such sexy legs. As the dance continued, they would
grind their hips together and his hands began to brush against her ass. I couldn't stop thinking
about her pink thong because there really wasn't much material in between them.

When they came back to the table, she appeared flustered and he grinned smugly.

"It's getting late," I said desperately.

"I have friend throwing a party uptown if guys are interested?" Teddy said.

"That sounds fun," Carmen said enthusiastically.

"No, I'm tired." I was really hoping to end this night.

"Wow, this guy is a real buzz kill," Teddy said.

I let this jackass dance with my girlfriend and he calls me a buzz kill?

"You go if you want," I said to Carmen.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yeah." I didn't sound too convincing, but my consent was all she needed to hear.
The three of us left the club together and I hailed a cab while Teddy escorted Carmen to his
compact sports car. There wouldn't have been room in that car for me anyway, so his invitation
wasn't all that sincere.

I went home to our apartment, but couldn't sleep. I felt so disrespected. We discussed an open
relationship and would role play as other people, but never officially decided on anything. Now
she was out on a Friday night with another guy? Maybe I should've given Jamie a call?

I finally heard Carmen's keys jingling just after two in the morning. I hurried into the living room
to confront her, but to my dismay, she entered the apartment with Teddy right behind her. He
wrapped his arms around her abdomen and planted kisses on her neck. She was tipsy, but not all
the way drunk. He wasn't drunk either. The bastard knew what he was doing.

"Carmen?" I was looking for some clarification.

"Hey, baby. You're still up?" she asked as he continued to fondle her entire body. "Listen, Teddy
had a few drinks and doesn't feel comfortable driving. He's gonna crash here tonight," she said as
he pulled up her skirt and slipped his hands between her thighs. She dropped her purse and her
eyes fluttered. She was really aroused.

"I'm not comfortable with this," I said to no avail.

"Too bad," he said as he pulled her to our bedroom and she kicked her heels off.

"Sweet dreams, baby," she said to me while staring up into his blue eyes.

They didn't think or care to shut the door and I heard them plop down in our bed a moment later.
I went to the doorway of our bedroom and saw Carmen laying down with Teddy kneeling beside
her. He was slipping her the tongue while also caressing her toned legs. Then, he pulled her top
up and sucked on one of her nipples through the material of her bra.

"Mmm...Teddy...I've always been so hot for you... I've wanted you for so long..." she sighed. He
then pulled her bra down, allowing him to suck on her nice hard nipples unimpeded.
"Mmm...that feel's so good..." They would alternate between making out and him sucking on her
tits for the next few minutes.

Finally his hand slipped under her skirt and she really started to thrash about. I couldn't see his
hand inside of her skirt, but had to assume that he had pushed her thong aside and had slipped a
finger or two into her neatly trimmed pussy.

"Teddy...yes...right there...that's the spot..." He kissed her neck as she wildly called out
"Oh...god...I want to fuck you so bad..." It looked like she was about to orgasm from Teddy
fingering her, but he noticed me and got ticked off.

"Get lost," he hollered as he tossed a throw pillow in my direction.

Carmen got a giggle out of that and said to me "Baby, you're being rude. Give us some privacy."
She then pulled him back down and jammed her tongue into his mouth.

I went back to the living room and had no choice but to listen to their antics as they were quite
rowdy. He shouted out "Oh! Carmen! You're so fucking hot!" She replied "Mmm...Teddy! You
fucking stud!" I've never heard our bed creak so loud. I'm sure the neighbors could hear it too.

Curiosity got the better of me and I went back to the bedroom door. They had stripped naked and
she was riding his member and bucking her hips like she was trying to break the bed frame. He
was deep inside of her, but I could tell by the base of his member that it was pretty thick.

"Mmm...Teddy! You feel so good!" She really loved being on top during sex. She needed to be
in control, which was always fine with me.

"I always knew you'd end up on the business end of my dick!" Teddy wasn't hating it either as he
thrusted his large erection up into her snatch and fondled her perky tits.

They were too engulfed in passion to realize I was there this time.

"Si! Mi amore! I love fucking your big thick cock!" she cooed, occasionally reverting to her
native tongue. She then leaned down to kiss him passionately while he reached around to paw at
her curvaceous ass.

"You can fuck this cock anytime you want!" he promised her as she arched her back and picked
up the pace.

"God! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum" she cried. They were holding hands as she came. For
some inane reason, holding hands was really crossing the line to me. It was too intimate.

I went back into living room and awaited the awkward showdown with Teddy. A few minutes
went by with no sign of anyone and I heard Carmen start moaning again. I couldn't believe it.

I went to the bedroom for a humbling third time and saw Carmen riding Teddy in reverse
cowgirl. That was my personal favorite position. She had a great ass it looked so good bouncing
up and down on a hard dick.

"Oh...fuck...Carmen..." Mr. Fast-Talker was at a loss for words as he was about to cum himself.
She grabbed onto the headboard for better leverage as she grinded on his cock. He grabbed her
hips and tried to guild her pace, so he could last longer, but she was in total control.

"You gonna cum for me, stud!? You gonna cum for me!?" Carmen whipped her hair back and
popped her hips one last time to make Teddy cum. Her ass looked so damn amazing.

"Oh...fuck..." he huffed and puffed.

"Mmm...was my pussy all you dreamed it could be? Did you fall in love with my pussy?"
Carmen laid back on his torso and brought his hands back to her tits. A post climax cuddle
usually reserved for me.

"Yeah...I just fell in love with your pussy." Teddy eyes were glazed over. It looked like she had
completely drained him of all fluid.

I retired to the couch with our spare blankets as Carmen and Teddy exited the bedroom hand in
hand and hopped in the shower. They turned the water on full blast, but I could still hear them
fucking again. Carmen always loved to be fucked from behind in the shower, so I had to assume
that's what was happening.

Teddy finally took off around six in the morning.

Carmen and I then had a talk at the kitchen table.

"Thank you for being so mature about this," she said.

"You're assuming a lot. If I don't fuck Jamie, then this isn't an open relationship. It's just you
cheating on me," I replied. I had to let her know I was serious.

"Well, where do we go from here?" she asked.

"You can keep on doing whatever with this Teddy guy if you want, but I need a few days to
decide what I'm going to do," I said.

The rest of the weekend was uneventful. I helped our neighbor Mrs. Cornell with a leaky pipe on
Saturday because her husband was out of town and her lazy son Paul couldn't be bothered. I met
my good buddy Robbie Correa at a sports bar on Sunday to watch some football. Carmen went
about her business and neither of us brought up Teddy or this new sexual arrangement.

***

However, Carmen was absolutely glowing when she got home from work on Monday.

"How was your day?" I asked as I straightened up in the living room.

"Wonderful," she replied.

"Were things awkward between you and Teddy?" I shouldn't have asked that. I should've left
well enough alone.

She blushed and sat me down on the couch like a school girl ready to gossip.

"Well, I stopped by his office first thing in the morning and..." She grinned from year to year.
She had a really cute smile. She was so beautiful.
"What?" I just had to ask.

"We fucked against his office door!" she proclaimed. "We didn't even lock it. Someone could've
walked in on us at any time. It was so hot."

"Risky," I said, trying to play it cool.

"That's why we locked it when I went back after lunch. We were able to get completely naked
and have sex on this nice comfy chair he got when he was promoted," she said casually.

"Oh," was all I could muster.

"He wanted to wait until everyone left for the day and have sex on the conference table, but I
turned him down. I don't want him to start getting clingy," she said.

"That was smart. You wouldn't want some clingy guy at your job." I spoke like I was agreeing
with her, but in reality I was trying to talk her out of this madness.

"Have you given Jamie a call yet?" she asked.

"No," I admitted.

"You should. I want you to have some fun too. She's conservative, so tell her we're still living
together, but not romantically involved anymore. If nothing develops with her, then I have a
couple of girlfriends I can hook you up with," she promised.

"Yeah?" I was intrigued.

"Sure, you have the best girlfriend in the world," she said proudly.

"Slutty?" I responded.

She playfully slapped my arm as if she was offended, which she really wasn't.

Maybe I could get on board with this? I had a crush on Jamie, but would love to fuck this
girlfriend of Carmen's named Rosa Santana. She's a more slender latina as compared to my curvy
Carmen. A bit of a fitness freak. Jogging a ridiculous amount of miles every day. Fucking Rosa
would probably be an endurance challenge.

By the end of the week, Carmen had broken things off with Teddy. According to her, they had
fucked a couple more times at work and the thrill was gone for her. Teddy apparently went into
quite the funk. Once you've had a piece of ass like Carmen, it's hard to move on. Too bad for
him. Now it was my time to have some fun... or so I thought.

***
Saturday afternoon, I was playing online poker on my laptop in the living room, waiting for
Carmen to get home from the gym. We'd always have sex in the shower when she got back from
the gym. I'd peel off her sports bra and tight shorts from her sweaty body, but I hadn't touched
her that much in the past week. I still wanted her to get the stink of Teddy off her.

Surprise, surprise, she didn't come home alone. She was accompanied by muscularly defined
fellow with scruffy blonde hair, who wore a T-shirt and shorts that were just as tight as hers.

"Hello?" I said, very confused.

"Baby, I'd like you to meet my new personal trainer, Andrew," she said as her eyes blatantly
drifted down to his bulge. It was almost like she was salivating.

"What's up, dude?" the big blonde cliche asked me.

"Hi," I said without much gusto.

"I think I strained a muscle in my leg during our work out and Andrew was kind enough to offer
to give me a massage free of charge," she explained as she rubbed her thigh.

"How nice of him," I said sarcastically.

"I figure we'll do it in the bedroom, so you can keep playing your game. Andrew, I'll just be a
minute." She dropped her gym bag and went into our bedroom. His eyes were glued to her ass.
This guy wasn't as slick as Teddy for sure.

Andrew and I then stared at each other uncomfortably.

"Want something to drink?" I asked.

"No thanks. I'm cool," he said.

Good. I didn't really want to get him a drink anyway.

Carmen exited our bedroom wearing nothing but a bath towel and holding a bottle of massage
oil. "Andrew, I'm ready," she said seductively as she waved him to our bedroom. He eagerly
obeyed and this time she was courteous enough to close the door. Did Andrew know that I was
her boyfriend or did she tell him I was just her roommate?

I obviously knew what was going to happen next, so I just kept playing poker. However, I got
curious after fifteen or so minutes because I heard no creaking bed or soft moans to indicate they
were having sex. Could this jock really be here to just give her a massage?

I got up and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Carmen said dreamingly.

I opened the door and found Carmen laying in our bed, on top of a bath towel, with under folded
up to cover her ass. Her body glistened from the massage oil. Andrew was still in his gym
clothes, straddling her thighs and stroking the small of her back.

"Yes?" she asked with her eyes closed.

"I though you strained a muscle in your leg?" I reminded her.

"That's right," she confirmed.

On cue, Andrew scooting back and began massaging her toned thighs.

"Andrew...that feels so amazing..." She really was on cloud nine.

"Well, let me know if you guys need anything," I said lamely.

"Thanks...You're the best," she said euphorically.

His hands slipped under the towel and caressed her smooth ass cheeks.

"Mmm...such strong hands you have..." she purred.

I departed and paced in the hallway.

A few minutes later I heard "Mmm...Andrew...don't stop..." from Carmen.

"Why not?" I thought as I crept back to the door and opened it a crack.

Carmen was on her back and Andrew's face was buried between her thighs, going to town on her
sopping wet pussy with his tongue. She also guided his hands as he fondled her tits and pinched
her hard nipples. Her ass was her best feature, but the massage oil made her tits look really
desirable.

"Si!.. Si!" She grabbed his scruffy hair and grinded her pussy into his face. "So fucking good!"
He tried coming up for air a few times, but she would not allow him. She had to be in charge.
"Don't stop! You like how pussy tastes! Don't you!?"

She noticed me and blew me a kiss. I know what you're thinking, but she wasn't taunting me. She
genuinely hoped I was enjoying the show. She's not a cruel person. She just has an
uncontrollable libido.

"Make me cum! Make me cum!" she demanded. He lifted her right leg, penetrated her moist slit
with two fingers, and she started to loose control. "Oh...shit...that's it...oh...fuck" She reached
climax and collapsed on the towel. "Mmm...that was heaven...you've got skills..."
"You ready for your real workout?" Andrew stood up and pulled his shorts down.

I couldn't see what he was packing from my angle and I didn't want to. I quickly shut the door. If
he had seen me, that might have spoiled things for Carmen. The only pleasure I got out of this
situation was her enjoyment. I never had the urge to masturbate while she was with another guy.

I went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich for lunch. After I finished, I went back to my
eagle's nest outside the bedroom and saw Andrew fucking Carmen from behind, which was
something usually saved for the shower. Andrew must have been skilled for her to make an
exception. She was rocking on all fours as he pounded her, still with his T-shirt on.

"GOD! ANDREW! YOU'RE SO STRONG!" she screamed so loud. Almost too loud. I was
worried the neighbors would complain. He was aggressive, slamming her pussy at a furious
pace, holding onto her with his right hand and pulling on her hair with his left hand.

"YOU DIRTY WHORE!" he yelled as he slapped her ass and still pulled on her hair.

"HARDER! SLAP MY ASS LIKE A WHORE!" she begged. "YOU'RE SO STRONG! DON'T
STOP FUCKING ME! DON'T EVER STOP FUCKING ME!" He reached around her abdomen
and pulled her upright. He was physically dominating her. The sound on their flesh smacking
together was almost hypnotic.

"I'M GONNA CUM! GET READY WHORE! HERE IT FUCKING COMES!" Their thrusting
was putting a lot of stress on the bed frame. The headboard was thumping against the wall over
and over again.

"SI! I WANT TO FEEL YOU'RE HOT FUCKING CUM INSIDE ME!" she cried out.

Andrew gritted his teeth and exploded inside her. He kept his dick inserted in her pussy while his
cum ran down the side of her leg. Carmen laid her face on our comforter and panted. I don't think
myself or Teddy had ever worn her out like this. Andrew was the new champion.

"Oh my god... Andrew... That was quite a workout," she sighed.

"Babe, we're just getting started." Andrew spread her ass cheeks and stroked his still erected member
down the crease of her ass. "I'm gonna fuck your asshole and break this bed."

"Well, what are to waiting for?" she said as she looked back over her shoulder.

Now I had to look away. I shut the door and went back to living room. Anal sex was a special occasion
happening. Birthdays and our anniversary. Would she really go that far with Andrew?

I heard "SI! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY ASS! HARDER! HARDER!" through the wall to confirm that she
indeed would. Andrew also had a faster recover time than myself or Teddy. I should probably start
hitting the gym.
Sure enough, there was a knock at the front door. I answered and it was Mrs. Cornell.

"I'm sorry about the noise. We have company," I said.

"I use to think you were such a nice couple," she said.

"Yeah, so did I," I said, trying for some levity.

"I don't care what you hippies are doing, but keep it down. I have a son," she added.

"He's eighteen. It's not like he's a little kid," I dumbly said.

"Keep it down or I'll call the landlord," she threatened.

"OH MY GOD! I'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!" Carmen wouldn't shut up.

Mrs. Cornell left in a tiff and I shut the door.

Andrew then opened our bedroom door and tightened the drawstring on his shorts.

"Great job, babe. I gotta take off now. I got an appointment downtown," he said.

Carmen followed him into hall and sunk to her knees. "No, you're not going anywhere 'til I suck this
giant cock..." She pulled his shorts back down. Now I saw his near foot long schlong. He was still hard!

"Ass to mouth!? Far out!" he said as she wrapped her luscious lips around his long shaft and deep
throated as much meat as she could. There was no chance she'd reach its base unless it was a magic
trick.

"YEAH! THAT'S FUCKING NICE!" He grabbed the back of her head and began fucking her face. I'd had her
on her knees many times, but never had she appeared so submissive.

I went into the kitchen, but I could still hear her gagging on his immense member.

"THAT'S A GOOD GIRL! SWALLOW MY LOAD LIKE A GOOD GIRL!" He let out a primal roar to signify that
he was cumming in her mouth. I was sure Mrs. Cornell was calling the landlord now.

Carmen finally let Andrew depart after he finished fucking her throat and she guzzled his semen. I had
never cum in her pussy, ass, and mouth in the same day. Not even on my birthday.

All he said to me on his way out was "Catch ya' later, dude."

She was sore for days and I wouldn't allow her to kiss me because she blew him. She agreed to not see
Andrew anymore because he wasn't discreet enough. Secretly, I think she didn't want to be dominated
on a regular basis. One time was fine, but it couldn't continue.

I didn't feel as slighted as I did with Teddy. It wasn't that I was becoming accustomed to her whorish
ways. Andrew was nothing but an imbecile with a big dick. She would never leave me for a guy like that.
Teddy on the other hand is an ad agency exec with very respectable income. He was more "boyfriend
material," but despite his apparent appeal, she was still the gal on my arm every time I walked down the
street.

***

Carmen eventually became frustrated that I made no attempts to have sex with anyone besides her. This
is when she was several weeks removed from her escapades with Teddy and Andrew I must add. We
ending up having an argument in the backseat of a cab on our way back from a lovely dinner at an
upscale restaurant.

"I know what you're doing," she said.

"What?" I was genuinely confused.

"You're making yourself out to be a martyr," she elaborated.

"I'm no martyr," I said defensively.

"You were like this when we first got together. You loved feeling sorry for yourself," she continued. "I
thought you had matured."

"I thought you said putting up with your promiscuity was being mature?" I said quietly so not to alert the
cabbie of our conversation.

"I thought you wanted to screw Jamie? We even role played once that I was her. Remember?" she said
loud enough for the cabbie to hear. "You want me to call Linda from my office? I hear she loves to 69.
She has some meat on her bones, but I know you like that. That's why you're so obsessed with my ass."

"Could you keep it down," I said as I glanced up at he to make sure he wasn't listening.

"Well?" she said.

"What about Rosa?" I asked, unsuccessfully trying to play it cool.

"Oh, so after always going on about how sweet and kind Jamie is and what a good person she is, you
really want to fuck my best friend?" she said, quite amused. "Rosa is like a sister to me."

"So that would be inappropriate?" I asked to point out her hypocrisy.

"No, that would be so hot. I'll run it by her," she assured me.

The cab pulled up to our apartment building and the cabbie adjusted the rear view mirror as we exited
to steal a glance at Carmen's legs. She was always wearing a mini-skirt to proudly display her sexy gams.

We walked up to our floor and found our neighbors' eighteen year old son Paul sitting in the hallway. He
saw Carmen and blushed. She use to baby-sit him a few years ago and he was always very bashful
around her.

"Hey, sweetie! What are you doing?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm locked out," he stammered.

"When do your folks get home?" I asked.

"Tomorrow morning. My mom accompanied my dad on a business trip. I went to the movies with my
friends and forgot my house key, so now I'm stuck," he explained.

"Can't you crash at a friend's house?" I asked.

"No, it would be easier if he slept on our couch," she interjected.

"Well, it is a comfortable couch I know, but his parents might not be okay with that," I said. "He'd
probably be much better off staying with a friend of his."

"I've been calling their cells, but no one's gotten back to me," he said.

"Baby, we can't in good conscience let him sleep in the hall," she begged.

"Okay," I relented.

"Come on, sweetie." She led him into our apartment. He followed like a love sick puppy.

I made up the couch just like I did the night Carmen had sex with Teddy while she and Paul chatted in
the kitchen. She was very flirty as usual. Smooth guys like Teddy could trade repartee with her, but Paul
was fresh meat.

"I can't get over how you've grown. A few years ago you were a cute little boy and now you're a man. A
very handsome man," she cooed.

"Thanks," he stuttered.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.

"Kinda. Her name is Pam," he said.

"What a lucky girl she is," she said while studying his young physique.

"Couch is ready." I entered the kitchen and interrupted the love birds. "Carmen, I'm gonna grab
something to drink before hitting the sack," I said.

"Okay," she said as she escorted Paul to the couch. They both sat down and got cozy. "You should take
off your jeans. You'll be more comfortable sleeping in your underwear," she said.

"No, I'm good," he said shyly.

"Aww... I find shy guys so sexy," she whispered.

A smitten Paul gawked directly at her thighs, nowhere near as subtle as the cabbie.

"So what do you do with Pam?" she asked as she started rubbing his thigh.

"Huh?" he muttered.

She looked to me in the kitchen and I gave her the nod of approval.

"Show me how you kiss your girlfriend..." She climbed on top of him for an embrace and he responded
timidly with a closed mouth kiss. "Is that all?" she asked. Then, she pulled his lower lip down for a long
wet kiss. Her tongue danced in his mouth. It was hot even if he didn't know how to react.

"Do you ever fantasize about me?" she whispered in his ear. "Think about me while touching yourself?"
She then sensually slid her tongue into his ear. "Do I make you hard?"

"Um..." was all he could muster as she started rubbing his erection though his jeans. "Oh...I'm...gonna..."
he shuddered and it was obvious that he had immediately spurted in his pants.

"Aww... Did I make you cum, sweetie?" she asked kindly.

"Yes," he sadly admitted.

"That's okay. I think I get some more out of you..." She undid his jeans and tugged them and his boxer
shorts down. His dick was limp and covered with semen, but she gripped it and quickly began pumping it
back to life.

"Show me what a big boy you are..." She dropped to her knees and gently kissed the tip of his dick,
which was now at its full seven inches. She gave him a wink and proceeded deep throat his member. She
did not gag this time as this member was much more manageable than Andrew's long and meaty fuck-
stick.
"Oh...fuck..." Paul bellowed as he watched her head bob. "Yes...that feel's..." It was a sure thing that he
wouldn't last long. "Oh...Carmen...I love you!" he cried as he came for a second time in just a few
minutes.

She swallowed his load and licked her lips. "Aww... I love you too, sweetie..." She leaned back, pulled up
her skirt, and started rubbing her clit through her Brazilian cut panties. "Now I'm gonna teach you
everything you need to know."

"What does that mean?" he asked warily.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out," she swore to him.

I understood the allure of this young man for her. It wasn't just the taboo that she use to baby-sit him
and that he had probably masturbated to mental images of her all the time, though she did love the idea
of men fantasying about her. It was that after Andrew the personal trainer fucked HER brains out, she
was finally back in the dominate position. It was something she craved.

TO BE CONTINUED... AND NEVER FEAR... THE NARRATOR WILL GET LAID IN UPCOMING CHAPTERS