For days I tried to avoid Jason's presence, I was so embarrassed of the other night.
My hands dialed my Mom's number. It's been a while since I spoke to her. I miss my parents so much. I guess speaking to my mom will take Jason off my mind, I felt so awful for ditching him like that.
"¡Hola!" That's my mom, she's a Cuban, but my dad is American. Mom and Dad had agreed to get married not out if love, but business. You see, my mom was not a citizen of America and she needed a green card. Dad was her ticket to that. They met in a bar, where their conversation lead to her telling her story. Dad saw something 'magical' in her according to him, and he told her he would help her out by marrying her. Of course you would think she would be hesitant, a complete stranger asking to marry her; but mom jumped at the opportunity immediately. They got married in three months. The deal was to get married then divorce a year after so as no one would get suspicious, however, the universe had a different plan. They both fell damn hard for each other.
"¡Hola, mamá! ¿Como estás?" I smiled. My Spanish wasn't hundred but I'm still progressing.
"Soy muy bien." She laughs, "enough with the Spanish we have a lot to talk about. How have you been, and why haven't I heard from you in ages?"
"¡Mamá! You know I'm going to university now I'm busy..."
The conversation continued with both parents for almost two hours, mom had put the phone on speaker. After talking to them I felt a little better. I decided that I would go and apologize to Jason.
My palms are sweaty and my heart is racing. I was so nervous! My steps were light as if walking on ice. When I got to his door and knocked I heard no response so I helped myself in.
"Oh Jason!" Domanica? Oh shit!
I braced myself against the wall, and slowly slide towards the edge, peeking my head out.Domanica was laying flat on her back, legs spread wide apart by Jason's hands as he f*cked her. The site was rather interesting. I have watched a lot of porn, but live ones, hell no! This was a big turn on, besides the fact that the whore is Domanica. I watch intensively taking in every position, every moan she made, every flex of his muscles. My eyes widen when I saw them doing some fifty shades shit. Oh my word! I hate her but darn was she flexible! I can see why Jason keeps her around as his f*ck toy.
This went on for hours. Of course they took breaks, and so did I. I went for snacks and ate as I watched round four. Boy I don't think I have the stamina to please him. It's they are on steroids.
I was about to leave when Jason faced my direction and caught a glimpse of me spying. He smirked and I got up and scurried my ass out of there before he asked for a three-some.
When I got back to my room a text came in a couple seconds after.
"Enjoyed the show," it read. It was Jason. So arrogant! I ignored the text.
I grabbed my diary and my favorite black pen, let's see what I'm made of. I snook through the backdoor of the kitchen which lead to outside. I often went outside when I got tired of that darn building. It was like prison. Too much damn Catholic rules.
I sat down in my usual spot deep in the forest by a silent river. I know people say "silent river run deep" but I was not afraid to hang my feet over the edge of the bank into it's cold, deep beauty. It was rather relaxing.
I began writing in my diary, everything I was gonna do to Jason tomorrow at midnight, tonight I was gonna be very bad.
Before I knew it, I was doing myself. I was laying on my side, one finger working from the back and the other rubbing my clit. I thrust my finger a slowly in and out of my hole, pleasure taking over. I began to moan and the more the pleasure increased the faster my fingers worked. I moved my waist to the pace of my fingers.
"Ahhhhh, mhmmm..." My body have in and orgasmed. My body felt weak but once I begin I can't stop until I fall asleep. I was about to do round two when I heard, "naughty, naughty." I looked up, and to my horror it was Jason, Jason Jefferson, his eyes stared humorously at me, with a smirk on his face.
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The Delusional Nymphomaniac
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