Chris was fine and my temptations would not rest until I had him. Over my first month we starting talking and he would buy anything my heart desires shoes ,clothes, purses, hair, and even pay my rent. At this point his money and lust was talking to my soul.
After work Chris was driving me home and he asked me "why would such a beautiful woman not have a man?" I told him I was waiting for Mr.Right. Parked outside my apartment he asked could he come in. Tempted I said yes. He said its "just you here?" "Yeah just me." "I know you must get lonely!?" "Sometimes, it does." He looked at me and licked his thick full lips a leaned forwarded. I wasn't thinking when I kissed him all I know is I was obsessed with him.
Our kiss became serious. He took of his shirt as I took of my heels. In the moment I was intoxicated with lust for someone I knew I should not have. Next thing i know he's on top shirtless pants less only in his boxers. I'm in my Victoria secret bra and thong. Looking him dead in his eyes. He picked me up and said "we should stop." I was overwhelmed with passion I completely forgot that I was 15. And pulled him off my couch and draged him to my bedroom. I began to strip and and kiss his neck he played me on my back spread my legs and asked "do you really want this?" "Yes I do." As he gently kisses me he began to slide in me.
We had made us official after hours of rough sex. I was officially sleep.when I he creeped out the door and left me asleep like a baby.
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keshia story
Teen Fictionyoung African American girl struggles in a adult lifestyle .trying to be seen as everything but what people know at club dream
