SEXCAPADES
2199 Words
FREYA
As soon as I open my eyes, I register a splitting headache pounding away at my skull. I try to blink away my still blurry vision while trying to remember where I am.
I can't seem to recall anything from the previous night except that I went clubbing and met an incredibly gorgeous stranger who...oh s**t!
When I turn around, he's sound asleep right next to me.
'Oh, Jayden, Jayden.’
I remember moaning a lot throughout the night. I was already drunk when we entered the room, and with Jayden whispering sweet nothings into my ears, I couldn't resist his advances. Furthermore, he dragged me into this room, leaving no space for disagreement.
Cassie! f**k! I swear I'm going to kill that girl the first chance I get. However, I may also have to thank her because last night was...perfect.
My bed companion - Jayden - is a s*x addict, as seen by his performances last night. He knew when to go hard and when to take it easy. He maneuvered his way around my body like it was his own. And he made me react to his touch in a way I never thought I could.
He must engage in lots of s****l activities, I assume, and as my cheeks flush, bits and pieces of last night's sexcapade fill my mind.
"You're so f*****g wet." Jayden had said to me before inserting his finger into my v****a. "So f*****g wet."
"That's because you turn me the f**k on," I responded in a voice I was sure wasn't mine.
A second finger was added to the first, and then Jayden thrusted in and out with habitual ease. My legs were spread apart, and he sat beside me on his back, his right hand between them and the other on my n*****s.
Goddamnit! Returning to the present, a shudder runs through me as I recall him lowering his lips onto my breast and taking one hard n****e into his wet, hot tongue. It felt so nice having his tongue caress my body while he fingered me, but I had no idea that it was just the start of a pretty wild night.
My blush intensifies as more memories flood back into my mind.
Jayden worked on his zipper pants while his lips were still on my n*****s, his fingers soaked with my p***y juices. Before taking off his Jean, though, he helped me out of my dress because it was bunched up around my neck and then started to kiss me all over, from my neck to the tops of my breasts and then back to my lips. By the time he was finished, I was much wetter than ever before.
As I recall being fully naked before him for the first time, my cheeks flame hot. What exactly had I been thinking last night? That's right, I hadn't been! But I have no regrets about the experience.
"Relax, babe." Jayden kissed my lips and gently pushed me back into bed.
His d**k was so erect that I could see the veins spring out. It was so long that it brushed up against his stomach, hovering just below his belly button. He climbed on top of me and flipped me over, reversing our positions. His hand slid around my waist and latched onto my butt, which he pinched just before recapturing my lips.
I whimpered in between hurried kisses as his d**k throbbed beneath me.
Jayden, on the other hand, quickly drew away and softly pushed me down so that my lips were now hovering above his p***s. I realized what he was trying to tell me, so I opened my mouth and sucked his d**k in, swallowing as much of him as I could.
I'd seen many p*****s in porn and real life, but none as big as Jayden's, and it terrified me at first sight. But I was too turned on to care, and when I deepthroated him, I surprised myself. He must have been shocked as well since he jerked several times, spilling pre-c*m into my throat.
Despite him being a stranger, there was a large part of me that desperately wanted to please him. It was odd. Weird even, but in a good way.
I'd dripped some saliva on Jayden's c**k before swallowing him whole again, and he sighed. Soft, seductive noises that made me hunger for more. He’d grabbed onto my hair, softly tugging it whenever the blowjob felt better, and when I wasn't as deep as he wanted, he would push my head down, guiding me.
Whenever I got a stroke right, he told me to do it again, and I did. I obeyed every order he gave and sucked him so good that, in seconds, I felt his d**k shaking. He orgasmed inside my mouth, and the soft jets of warm liquid spilled down my throat.
When Jayden came down from his orgasm-induced high, he pulled me up to his lips for another round of hot, passionate kissing. A minute passed as we kissed and enjoyed the moment before Jayden decided the foreplay was enough.
He'd nestled between my knees, ready to go all in, and I can vividly remember the look on his face when I dropped the bombshell. Or when he realized on his own that I was a virgin rather.
I'd tried miserably to say something, but I fumbled as the appropriate words wouldn't come out.
So when Jayden lowered his firm c**k into my tight, wet hole, my secret slipped out.
Then and there, I realized that I didn't need to confess my virginity since it was all too obvious. Jayden's deep groans as the walls of my v****a resisted the admission of his alien member also revealed all to him. His eyes had widened, and he'd frozen at the same time.
I recall his queries and my hesitant nod as I verified everything. I responded yes to each of his questions, and at first, he appeared distressed, but the mood soon changed.
I thought the revelation would ruin the mood, but it did not. Instead, something else happened.
Jayden shook his head slightly and dropped his lips to mine for the most toe-curling, slow, and languid kiss ever. At that moment, while his tongue danced deliciously with mine, my worries eased.
It was as if my admission had only fueled him, and he'd pulled out his c**k while murmuring calm things into my ears.
He'd kissed my n*****s and neck and told me to trust him, which I strangely did. Then he slid back in. This time, easier and gentler. He went slowly in, consoling me as I whimpered in pain, and when he was adequately nestled, the entire world seemed to slip away.
As I gasped, he began thrusting in and out. My eyes drifted, and crossing my legs around his waist, I let Jayden take me to heaven.
We went through so many rounds last night that it was hard to think I'd never had s*x before.
Jayden f****d me on the bed, the couch, and against the window, where he had my legs raised so high that I thought my femur would fracture. He had placed his lips between my thighs immediately after giving me my third orgasm and proceeded to suck my c******s until I cried out his name.
What a shame! But it was a pleasant kind of shame! I cannot believe that I gave a stranger all of me. I let him take me to places I'd never been before. He touched parts of me that I had no idea could respond in such a way.
Yes, I was a virgin, but I'd performed some mediocre s*x acts with others before. Still, none compared to Jayden. Even the countless finger s*x and c*********s couldn't compete with what Jayden did to me.
Fuck!
Did I stain the sheets? I go into a panic mood as I remember that a lady’s first time comes with blood, and I lift the blanket to check for signs of bleeding, but there are none. Nothing except white cotton and naked thighs. My naked thighs.
This cannot be happening! I grab the nearest pillow and press my face against it just before I scream.
My clothes are in a jumble near the bed, so I pick them up off the floor. The outfit Cassie gave me is more challenging to wear the second time, but I manage. I slip on my heels and order an Uber back to my flat, where I hope to see my roommate, whom I want to murder.
My Uber arrives, and just before exiting the room, I sneak one final look at Jayden.
He's still sleeping soundly, quiet snores exiting his open lips, and I smile as strands of his hair fall softly across his brow. It doesn't matter that I slept with a stranger because now that I look back at him, I decide that Jayden is worth it. Not all girls can boast of a good experience during their first, but mine was perfect. And incredible.
"Thank you for the best night, Jayden," I say quietly, muttering a silent prayer that I never have to see his face again.
Closing the door, I race down the building and straight outside.
Inside the Uber ride, I check my phone for missed messages and calls. All of them are from my mother and Cassie. I dial Cassie's phone, deciding to deal with the smaller of two evils first, and she answers on the first ring.
"Oh my goodness, tell me everything, girl." Cassie squeals without hesitation. "How did your night go?"
I disregard her query and instead accuse her. "I cannot believe you left me with a stranger, Cassidy!"
"Why are you upset? Didn't he f**k you well?" Her eyes are already rolling, this I can tell.
I sigh. "That's irrelevant, Cassie. You abandoned me."
"So that you could have fun!" She laughs. "You needed to take the step to have a great night with a man who was all over you."
"A man whom I do not know!" How could she think this was amusing? "For all I know, he could have been a terrorist or something."
She laughs again, and I swear the sound irritates me.
"This is nothing funny, Cass!"
"You were so grumpy before we went. I thought something spontaneous could help you forget about your problems. And did it work, or do you not feel good?"
I hiss, ready with a clever response, when an incoming call stops me halfway.
"When I get home, Cass, we'll talk. My mom’s calling.”
"Okay, bye.” Cassie sings as I hang up
My mother's call comes in automatically, and I hear her sweet alto voice. "Hello, baby. I've been trying to contact you. Where have you been?”
I'm half-tempted to tell her it doesn't matter because we don't tell each other stuff anymore, but I decide the beef is pointless. So I lie through my teeth and claim that my phone was not close by.
"What's up, how are you?" I can hear the joy in her voice when she asks. It's incredibly refreshing, and I attribute the atmosphere to her upcoming nuptials.
"I'm good, Mom, and you?"
"Excited." She admits with a chuckle. "I have not felt this good since you got into college."
"Good for you," I tell her sincerely.
"Listen, I need you to come out to Miami tomorrow."
Huh? "Miami?" What exactly was she doing in Miami?
"Yes, baby. Book an early flight and come tomorrow."
"Is this a joke or something? What are you on about, Mom?" I'm taken aback. What is it these days with my mother and spontaneity? "I have classes. I can't just up and leave. Aside from that, how did you get to Miami? Don’t you live in San Jose?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday, Freya. You do not have school."
Busted. Internally, I scream. "Why do you want to see me?"
Even though I desperately want to see my mother, everything happening right now is too fast. And I’m not even prepared for any travel.
"Because you're my daughter, and I have every right to." She states the obvious. "Besides, there's someone I would like you to meet."
"Who?" I already know the answer even as I ask.
"My fiancé. He is staying in Miami and has requested a family gathering."
“Oh, I had no idea we were already a family. Cool.”
“Freya girl, now don’t be difficult.” My mom warns, and I remain silent for a few seconds.
“I don't have enough money to pay for a ticket." I blurt out.
"That's OK. We'll cover the cost. Just book the flight and mail the bill to me.”
Right.
First, the diamond ring, and now this. Mr. Fiancé appears to be a huge spender. I mumble an ‘All right,’ and she quickly cuts the call.
What a way to ruin all the excitement from last night, I’m still basking in. Sighing, I set my phone face down on my legs and stare out the car window at the passing trees in the distance.
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