Love, Lust & Lies (season one)✔️

S1E8

SASHA JACKSON-Lick Me Up and Down

"I can't do this anymore." Sasha slithered her naked frame from Quinton's bed and then hunted for her discarded clothes. She could feel Quinton's eyes gazing over her bare backside, and the man generated heat like a laser beam on her. Quinton fucked her every which way for the last two hours but then her guilty conscience got to her.

"Do what babe? Come back to bed." Even his voice sounded like sex. She felt moisture between her thighs.

"Do this! Here...now! Antonio's back in town and I need to focus on him. On us! My marriage.

"Why? It's a sham anyway."

"A sham?" Shasha turned to Quinton as she slipped on her dress. His sexy ass was naked, holding his still hard dick wanting more of her. She wanted to jump on his dick and spin. She shook the thought from her mind. "How can you say that? I love Antonio."

"You love the money and the lifestyle he gives you, just like when you were with Ethan. You love my dick, and that's the truth."

The Sasha Fury in her came out and she rushed over to Quinton to slap him but he grabbed her wrists and tossed her back on the bed. He had her pinned down and though she should resist, she shuddered under his nakedness.

"If you loved my brother, why the hell are you here with me?"

She hesitated to answer at first, distracted by his rippled chest muscles, his creamy brown skin, the six-pack abs, and his pick thumping at her thigh. "It was a mistake."

"Once? Twice? Or after the dozens of times, you fucked me?"

Sasha tried again to slap him, but Quinton pinned her arms down.

"If you love my brother, why do you enjoy it so much when I'm cumming inside you? When I'm licking you? When you're riding on me like a pony?"

"Fuck you!"

"No, let me fuck you," he said, lifting her dress.

"No! I told you it was over."

"Okay, your call. I'll stop," he said, as he kissed her stomach and licked her navel.

Sasha's whole body heated up like she was having a hot flash, and now she understood what older women felt like. A furnace was lit within her body. She tried to hold a moan in but it escaped her. When his tongue made its way right to her center, she shivered.

"Imma...stop...right...now," he said, in between licks. "Let me just lick you dry...you tell me when to stop."

Stop? Was he kidding? What woman was going to make a man stop when they were licking her up and down? She was not that one.

DONNA JACKSON-Sex Toys

Donna may not be ultra-sexy like her two best friends, but she was still a knockout. Five feet seven, slim and trim, smooth cocoa brown skin, deep-set dimples when she smiled, she turned many heads. Men and women.

Don't get it twisted, she was "strictly dickly" as they say. Special men, hot men. Men on her lever or no man at all.

That is why she did not mind spending time alone, at home in her hot tub with her special play toys. Clit sucker, G-spot vibrator, Mr. Rabbit, bullet vibrator, Mr. Ten-Inch thruster, anal beads, and an assortment of dildos in all shapes, sizes, and colors.

"Who needs a man when I can get mine on my terms."

But back in her wild days...

She had done some things she regretted. She had done some guys she regretted. Sex was just a means to an end. She felt some kind of dominance over the man when she could make them go weak. Many, many men, of all shapes, sizes, races, or ages.