It's been approximately nine months since I moved in with Desta. I have to admit, 2016 has been... interesting. Alkaline revealed that he did not, in fact, tattoo his eye balls*, Beyoncé confessed that she has the 'most bomb pussy', Kanye West is balls deep in debt, and according to some girl out there on WhatsApp, my dream has come true and Ochi has, apparently, become its own country.* Oh yeah, Desta and I got married in March.
Speaking of Ochi, that's where I am right now. Desta wasn't joking about bring me back to Dunn's River Falls and fucking me. So let it go down in history that on June 30, 2016, Desta carried me to the popular tourist destination of Dunn's River Falls, Ocho Rios, and paid an entrance fee of $94USD each, just to fuck me in the water.
Please note that the drive was over two hours, even on the new, expensive ass highway.
So he drove over two hours, (99 km), paid over twenty thousand dollars, (toll on the highway is a bitch, plus the entrance fee converted to our currency, plus toll when we come back) just to keep his promise to fuck me in the water at Dunn's River Falls.
Plus, we could get caught and arrested.
"You're fucking crazy," I say as we sink into the water at the bottom of the falls.
Yeah, and so are you, Ezinma, for agreeing to this.
"I promised you I'd come back," he says solemnly.
I just have to laugh at his serious expression.
"Plus, this is my way of making it up to you for not having a honeymoon."
"We didn't even have a wedding ceremony. We just signed the papers."
"I thought you wanted that."
"I did. I generally hate weddings. Although Mason's wedding in LA last month was... amazing."
"I know. It was," he says with a smile, and pulls me with him further into the water.
I look around. There are some children playing a few metres from us, and a couple kissing passionately even closer to us.
"Babe," he says, bringing my attention back to him. "I know you like to scream and moan and sob and screw up your face, but you can't do that here. We'll get in trouble.
I grin at him. "I'll see what I can do."
I didn't even realise that he had taken his dick out of his trunks; he just slips my bikini bottom to the side and slides it into my already wet hole.
I take a deep breath, hold it and exhale.
This is going to be so hard, in more than one ways.
Then, this fucker starts to whisper dirty shit into my ear.
"You like that, don't you?" Thrust.You like getting fucked by my dick." Thrust."In the middle of the water, where anyone can catch us." Thrust. "I can feel you creaming on my cock." Thrust. "That's right, take it like the filthy fucking whore you are." Thrust.
And he knows that I lose my fucking mind when he calls me a whore. Or slut. Or bitch.
He's so unfair.
"You're my little fuckslut," he says, punctuated by a flick and tug to the clit, as he rubs the ball of the barbel against my g spotjust how I like it.
I feel a scream coming up. But in this situation, I can't. I have to hold it. I look up into the face of my tormentor, and see the victorious smile on his face. I feel my eyes tearing up from having all of this heat and arousal locked inside of it.
