LOVING THE PLAYBOY (COMPLETED)

PLAY 2 - CHALLENGE

Slight mature.

THARN KIRIGUN

"Ahh Tharn! Oh my! Yesss.. Ohh.." the Girl whriting under me scream like a freaking banshee while I keep on thrusting on her slimy wet pussy.

I heard my Phone ring, but I didn't stop ramming my cock on her, I am almost on my peak of climax, I dont have plan to have blueballs, her legs tangled on my waist while she moved in contrast to my thrusts.

"Ahh.. I'm cumming.." she screamed again. Fuck, what a loud girl!

I pulse inside her upon my release.
I heard my phone ring again.

I unattached myself on her and removed the rubber I wore. I dont want to be a father on my age.
I saw her close her eyes, her face shows bliss and satisfaction.

I don't even remember her name.
Is it Ana? Elsa? Hanna? Rita? Ugh. Nevermind.

I search for my clothes and go straight to the bathroom then I took a quick shower to remove the smell of sex on me.

Then I am off to go.

"Tharn, can we do it again?" She purred while she fixes her messy hair. Shes beautiful, yes. But something is missing.

It's the feeling...
I fuck countless of women and gays but I didn't feel the spark and the chemistry they are talking about.
I shook my head.

"You know me, no fucking on the second time, sorry." I smirk at her. I am not really sorry, at first we settle that there will be no strings attached. Just pure playing.

"It's okay.. It's an honor to be fucked by the famous Tharn Kirigun, my friends will envy me," she laughed.

"I have a good time with you, ahm... Rita?" I rubbed the back of my head.

"It's Faye. My name is Faye." she glared at me.

"Oppsss, my bad. I have a good time with you, Faye.. I gotta go." I get my phone. It's been ringing hundreds of times now.
I look at it and it's my step mother.
"Bye Faye.." I kiss her on her cheek, for the last time, yes.. Last time. I am a one time one fuck guy.

If I fuck you once, we are over.

"Bye Tharn." she said in her seductive voice. But I am done with her.

I leave her condo and go straight to the basement parking where I park my precious, my girlfriend, my baby, my Lamborghini car.

This is the first gift that I received from my father, because I did what he wanted.

I agree on his wish that my marriage will be arranged like my older brother and once I will sit on our company as a COO, since my brother Thorn, his favorite will be the CEO, It's up to me if I'll pursue my marriage or we will be divorced.

I always dream to be noticed by my father so I made it on my own way. Be a bad ass, a problem maker, a headache, everything.. Just for him to notice me.

My mother died in giving birth on me and eversince he didn't pay attention on me. But I didn't hate him though. It is no one's fault that my mother died on giving birth to me, I feel sad because the woman she loved, died because of me.

After many years he did not re marry and he focused on our business, until he met Selene. Our step mother.
The woman with a lot of issues in life.
After that my father paid a little attention on me but he only saw my mistakes, my faults and everything.

Selene is a good mother figure to us, that's why maybe her daughter, IU. envied me. Though IU and I are civil on each other. There is still a gap between us.

I started the engine while I put my ear pods and finally answered my Step mother's call.

"Tharn! Where the hell are you? I keep on calling you hundreds of times already. Atleast tell me if you are busy or not so I will stop calling you!"
Selene's voice was filled with irritation.

"Chill Maeleiyng." (stepmother)
"I'm on my way home.."

"Please be fast because the guests are already waiting."

"Fine," I heard her dropped the call. She's really irritated.

"Time to face my bride to be."
I smirk. I know him by the way. I've been rooting on this bookworm nerd boy with his thick glasses and braces, his reputation in the school is clean. And he is a dean's lister on the faculty of Political Science.
While me, well, I am doing good on my business course. As long as I wont fail on my grades.

The image of that boy flashed on my mind.

"Type Mochoir." his named clearly registered on mind. His grandfather has a French origin thus that explains his surname.

I smirk. Maybe I can make him my new flavor of the week? Month? Year? Years?
I dont know. I will just let the time dance on its own tune.

He is so uplift. So serious and so stiff.
A challenge. I chuckled on myself.
I dont agree to the fact that my father want to fix my marriage but when I knew that it will be Type, oddly.. I agree.

My father was so happy when I agree and I planned to let him stay that way, for him to notice me more.

I entered the dining room and I saw them sitting there.
And my eyes darted on the nerd boy opposite on my seat.

"Hello, people.." I look to everyone, showing my knees weakening smile.
Even though I know what's this dinner all about I pretend to ask.
"Okay Dad, what's this dinner all about?"

"Tharn, try to be civil with Type starting tonight, in a month you will be married and you will live in your own house. Mew and I already talked about it." My Dad said,
Hmm.. Civil.. How would it be like to play with him? I shook my head. He's like an innocent child. I notice him clutching the hand of his Momma. Yes, his Momma is a guy. The famous model and dancer. Nattarine or Gulf in real name.

Both our parents talked about the wedding and our mothers plan for it. The two of us are both silent as we eat.

I occasionally throw flirty glances at him and I felt a hard kick on my pride that he didn't give any reaction.

All the ladies will be on their knees if I will just glance at them but this gay infront of me just looked at me flatly. Expressionless.

Hmm.. Type.. You are a challenge for me.

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