[junebaby]

Ben and I became silent fuck buddies. We would stay back late to "work". For us, it was purely about the sexual pleasure. We never talked about emotions, or our partners, or anything else. To me, that was the perfect kind of physical relationship.

He didn't have to do much anyway, once I had a cock in my mouth, I was more or less ready to go. I guess the sex demon was always hanging around. All my confessions never seemed to absolve my sins.

In any case, Mike was really the innocent party here. There was probably nothing going on between him and his classmates despite how close I felt they were. Even if there was, he probably chose not to tell me. Luckily for me, he trusted me completely, and not once did he ever drop by my office to surprise me. If he did, he might have found me in Ben's office with my panties around my ankles.

I was promoted rather quickly anyway, becoming Senior Executive within a year. But it wasn't because I was fucking my mentor. My sales figures were proof of my capabilities and another year later I was headhunted by a MNC. I rejected the first offer, but the second one was too lucrative. Of course, Ben had written a glowing review of me.

I probably had a little too much to drink during my farewell dinner and went home rather tipsy. My family was out again on another short trip overseas, so Mike was actually waiting for me to celebrate as well. However, I reached home so late that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

I sat down opposite him and watched him sleep. His phone beeped. Out of curiosity, I picked it up to see who was texting him. His phone had no passcode so I unlocked it without effort.

He had been chatting with his classmate, a girl named Jasmine. She looked pretty cute from her profile picture. Cute features, large eyes, sweet smile.

The conversation was mostly about school work. But as I scrolled further up, I realized that she had actually been asking him about me, and why he wanted to get engaged so young. To his credit, his responses were pretty positive, about how he liked me for such a long time, and it felt like the time was right to settle down with me, except he was concerned that he couldn't provide for me the way a guy should. It was breaking my heart as here was this guy trying to be the best he could be for me, and yet I was fucking others behind his back.

Then I saw the old messages.

Jasmine: Tying yourself down so young means giving up opportunities to get to know and perhaps even fall for others.

Mike: I know.

Jasmine: And you still want to do it?

Mike: Yeah.

Jasmine: What if there was someone else who liked you and wanted to be with you?

Mike: Like who? You?

Jasmine: Yes.

Mike: Haha.

I didn't bother reading the rest of the messages but I probably should have.

I was so angry that I left the house and immediately texted Dan to meet.

The first thing I did when seeing Dan was not to pour out my heart and soul to him, but to open my mouth and legs. Sometimes I didn't even understand why I was like this.

The smallest thing would set me off, and I would immediately seek comfort in the nearest familiar dick.

To his credit, Dan sort of refused to go further than a blowjob. After I sucked him dry at the staircase landing of his place, he sat me down and tried to talk to me. But I was itching for a dick inside me. Perhaps I needed a shrink.

D: You can keep doing this. You need to talk to him.

Me: I find comfort in this.

D: You find comfort in someone else's dick?

Me: Yeah. Don't know why.

D: How do you think he would feel?

Me: Upset? Angry? I don't know. Maybe he shouldn't be talking to those girls.

D: Was he actually flirting with them? Or was it something you imagined.

Me: I don't like it when he's close to them. He said I'm his woman. Then why does he need others?

D: Again, is he doing anything with the others?

Me: I don't know.

D: You should ask.

Me: I don't want to.

D: So every time you're upset at something you think he did, you'll cheat on him?

Me: It's just physical. It's fine.

D: I agree if it's physical, it's not that bad as emotional cheating. But seriously? I don't mind benefiting, but you need to know what you're doing to him.

Me: Why did you break up with your girlfriend in NS?

D: I didn't have time for her.

Me: And?

D: She was seeing someone else.

Me: See…

D: Yeah. It hurt. So just to clarify your current situation, he's no longer in NS, he's making time for you, but you still want to see others for sex?

Me: Only when he pisses me off.

D: And he pissed you off by having female friends?

Me: I guess so.

D: Isn't that a little extreme?

Me: Argh. Why must you be the voice of reason?

D: I can always be the dick of reason and fuck some sense into you. But that's besides the point.

He took out his cigarettes and offered me one. I never smoked before, but somehow I took one.

He lit it and I took a short drag, choking and coughing. He took it from me.

D: Haha. Don't smoke if you don't know how to. It's bad for health anyway.

Me: What do I do?

D: You need to talk to him. Understand his situation. Understand your own needs. Don't go running around looking for other guys just because you feel upset.

Me: A bit too late right? I just gave you a blowjob.

D: Oh well. I probably should have stopped you.

Me: You enjoy it too.

D: Who doesn't? Haha. But it's not right. It's not nice to do this to him.

Me: Then stop me.

I grabbed his cock through his berms. He didn't resist.

Me: You aren't stopping me.

He took my hand gently.

D: Look. While I'm all for this no-strings-attached thing, honestly, you've got some issues that you need to work out. From what you tell me, you're the more dominant character in the relationship. So everything must go your way. In my experience, most of the time the dominant one is actually overcompensating for something. I don't know what that is. Do you?

Me: Since when did you take psychology?

D: I didn't. It's just based on my observations and experiences.

Me: Right. Are we going to fuck or not?

D: Here? At the staircase?

Me: Don't tell me you've never done it before.

D: Of course I have. It's thrilling. But again… I really don't want to be the unwilling third party.

I bent over, bracing myself on the staircase, hiking up my dress and pulling my panties to the side.

Me: Fuck me.

D: Guess it's just my luck that I like domineering girls too.

He stroked himself to hardness and rubbed the head against my pussy lips.

D: How are you wet already?

Me: Got wet blowing you.

D: That was awhile ago. How are you still wet?

Me: Are you going to fuck or are you going to keep talking?

He slid in and rammed me hard and fast, his thighs slapping against my fleshy butt. Perhaps it really was too thrilling for him as he came within minutes, pulling out and shooting all over the floor.

Me: Damn. I wanted you to cum inside.

D: What?

Me: Yeah. Then I'll make him eat me with your cum inside me.

D: Err… that sounds kinky… but no. Too kinky for me.

Me: Whatever.

I went back home feeling half satisfied. Mike was still asleep on the sofa.

Without a second thought, I stripped his lower half and sucked till he was hard then sat on him, riding his hard rod and rubbing my clit. He woke up halfway. He must have been really tired.

M: Hi baby.

Me: Touch me.

He slid his hands under my dress and unhooked my bra, letting my twins go free.

I rode him harder as he tweaked my nipples which were pretty sensitive. I guess my period was coming.

I came twice before getting off him with the intention of finishing him off in my mouth. But he had other ideas. He pushed me onto the sofa and pinned me face down, before fucking me hard from behind.

Yes. I was the dominant one, but I absolutely loved it when he took control.

Me: I want you to cum in my mouth.

M: No.

He fucked me harder.

Me: Why?

M: I want to cum inside.

Me: Ok.

I really liked that he was making demands now.

A few minutes later, he filled me with his warm cum. As he pulled out, it seeped out. There was so much. It was like he didn't cum for weeks. Which was probably pretty accurate as the last time we had sex was probably a couple of weeks ago.

It was thick, sticky and creamy.

Me: Goodness. There's so much.

I rushed to grab tissues before it all flowed onto the floor.

M: Was saving it for you baby.

I felt my heart ache, and a tear almost welled up in my eye.

I was the only one he was physical with, yet he wasn't the only one I was fucking.

But I couldn't help myself. I was addicted to sex. And so far, all of them had nice cocks and performed up to my expectations.