A continuation.
Another episode, another string of memories (the backstory is in part one).
I don't remember the first time we fucked, or the second or third. But I do remember the 5th and 6th and the times after when I'd ceased being a novelty to him and had to work to keep his interest.
I showed up at his apartment in a secretary's outfit. Fake glasses and everything. The moment he let me in his apartment and I called him sir, he pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I got on my knees and gave him a blowjob until he said he wanted to fuck me. He pushed up my skirt, bent me over, and took me from behind. And I, like the good secretary I was, loved every moment.
Once, I came to his house with an Oreo cream pie. We ended up putting it all over our bodies and eating it off of each other. We fucked in the shower as we cleaned each other off.
We had never done anal before and he wanted to try. I was always open to trying anything he wanted. I didn't think I'd like it, but I ended up loving it.
He always joked that I had once been so innocent, and was so wild now. He didn't know the reason I was wild. It wasn't because of him, but he certainly helped me continue.
He had me find a porn to watch while he ate me out, and loved that I chose a ffm. He wanted me and another girl to share his cock.
I said sure, because I knew that we had an expiration date. He didn't want me, and would talk more and more about wanting his soulmate. He kept saying that sex and looks didn't really matter. I guess it was easy to say when that's what he had me for.
So again, I left before he could leave me.
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