Chapter 153: Chapter 153
Chapter 153
~Sex with the strange man~
When Mrs. Fanny shook her body she felt the warmth of a hairy body, and for once she thought she was in her bed at home, of course with no other person than Ken, since he too was hairy. As soon as she rubbed her eyes had two fast blinks and opened her eyes fully she was staring at her G-string and dress on the floor, and she almost called out Ken to query him for making love to her in her tipsy state; knowing how much she fancied being conscious and engaged during love making. But then she perceived a strange fragrance; Ken never smelled of honey; the fragrance was typically honey; as though the person had honey comb on his body. Gradually she tilted her neck to the left only to behold a neatly shaven face smiling at her.
“Hello baby,” the strange man said to her, all smiles with appreciation for nice sex hanging in his eyes.
“Sexy dragon!” Mrs. Fanny exclaimed and flinched from the stranger. “Oh my goose!” she yelled, sat up and squeezed her face with disfavor. “Who are you? Oh damn!”
The strange man was forced to sit up and explain himself.
“Oh cush!” she exclaimed yet again, peering into the duvet to behold she was stark naked with her limbs burning as hot as a hot pressing iron. She pushed her fingers under it, between her thighs and located her vagina; nothing had been so wet. “What tha fuck!” she exclaimed once she had a feel of the fluid that buttered her clitoris and inner walls of her vagina. Oh my world! Oh my world!” she wailed, covering her breasts with the duvet and dragging the duvet away from the stranger to see if he too was naked. But before she could drag the duvet, the strange man crawled out of the bed, with his pink, huge penis and balls swinging and dangling between his laps. “Oh my goose! Oh my goose!” she exclaimed bitterly. “Who the hell are you?”
“Calm down OK, just calm down,” the stranger gestured at her with his hands, feeling troubles building up in her eyes and the redness that possessed her face, and neck. He knew she had lost her temper and something was going to happen to him. “My name is Teddy, yes, Teddy,” he confirmed as he looked fidgety, noticing her gaze widened on him and eyelashes blinked impatiently at him as though she was armed with a gun and waiting for him to say his last words before she would take a shot.
“What did you do to me? What the hell are we doing together in bed? How did we meet? She came out of the bed, with the duvet across her bust as she held it firmly under her armpit. With shameful gaze, she looked upon this strange man and his big penis that stood before her, trying to calm her down so he could say a word.
“Shhh, can you hear me out please,” Teddy signaled to her with his fingers on his thick lips that earned black from excessive smoking. “We were together yesterday night at the club, remember. You had enough to drink, I had enough to drink. We were heavy in the head as we discussed my predicaments, ho…”
She interrupted him madly, “Shut the fuck up! Save me the details and tell me why I am naked in bed with you!” she barked at the top of her voice as her left arm trembled as though it was in search of some weapon to get hold of.
“Ok, OK,OK,,” Teddy was a bit confused but fearful than confused. He wondered what he would tell her to convince her better. We were drunk at the club. A lot happened. I believe my driver brought us here and we were carried away and …” he puzzled and shook his head in shame.
“And did what?” she snapped, almost vibrating the walls around with her shrieking voice.
“And had sex.” He said coldly, before adding, “You kept insisting I fuck you, that I should fuck you better. You wanted it like cookies. I couldn’t avoid all this.” He pointed at her body.
Teddy wasn’t close to her now and the slap she wanted to give him wasn’t going to be possible anymore. Without much hesitation, she gathered the available saliva in her mouth and spat at his face.
“Oh my Christmas!” Teddy exclaimed feeling like to flinch away and dodge it but it was too late. His hand was on his face as the saliva had plastered his eyes,
Mrs. Fanny was already squeezing herself into the G-string and then her dress.
“You haven’t told me why my pussy is wet. This is not the end of this war. I am coming for you!” she threatened him.
And about walking away, Teddy held her arm, “Hold on, you sweet pussy,” he obliged and pulled her forcefully to himself even when she struggled to hold back. “How dare you spit into my face when you know I didn’t just decide to fuck you without your permission and being horny, uh.”
“You bitch,” she cursed and dazed him the slap she had been planning to gift him all this while.
“Oh yeah, the slap is cool. Give me more of it, baby. It is as sweet as your pussy,” Teddy mocked her and still gripped her arm.
“Let go of me!” she wailed.
But he dragged her to the corner he kept the camera. “Can you see this?” he pointed to the camera, “I knew you would behave funny, perhaps reject my admiration for you, so I did this. Can you see this?” he pointed at the camera, “I hope you would fancy seeing how I fucked you in a special way and your husband would love to see it too,” he said and let out a laugh of mockery.
“Oh my goose! What did you do to me? Who are you? What do you want?” Mrs. Fanny was shivering now…