Elise/Onyx Exclusive Clients Only
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 16
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 16 - Elise grew up being bullied for vitiligo. Her only friend was her cousin. Once she attended college she met a young woman and they became friends, but they ended up loving the same man. The man truly loved Elise, but opted for her friend. This broke her heart causing her to create another persona of Onyx that used wealthy men for money. One day she met a handsome man that loved her spots. She gave up her life as Onyx, but what happens when one of her clients refused to let go.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Rape Romantic Heterosexual Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Hispanic Male Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Squirting
Saturday, I went to Indian Shores to meet Preston. A cute house right on the coast, with an outside balcony that overlooked the shore.
As soon as I arrived, he dove into me with a kiss. I smiled, “Wow.”
“I’ve been dying to do that. You have no idea how hard it is for me to work with you and play cool, knowing I just want to take a bite out of you. I wish you were going on the trip.”
I kissed his mouth quickly, “It’s a good thing I’m not. Heather would be upset.”
“Heather?”
“Come on,” I said as I walked to the seating room, which overlooked the deck. I sat on the sofa, “You can’t tell, Heather wants some of that big black cock,” I joked.
He sat next to me and rubbed my thigh, “Would that make you jealous?”
I grinned because I knew he wanted to hear “Yes.” I nodded, but in all honesty, it would have pissed me off. “Don’t get caught up,” I warned him before I slid onto his lap “I’m the only other extra-curricular activity that you’re allowed to participate in,” I kissed his mouth.
He nodded and lifted me. “Already baby?” I asked.
“You already know what time it is,” he replied.
He took me to the bedroom and we ended up naked as he sat on the bed with me on top, his arms caressing my back, while I kissed him. Sex with Preston always took me back to my innocence. How he was gentle with me, the way he looked at me like he wanted to tell me he loved me. I felt it in how he moved.
When he laid on top of me, he’d look down into my eyes and start kissing me passionately, while he caressed my breasts, his strokes would send a ripple throughout my body. I’d hold onto him tightly until he’d laugh.
Then we spooned, while we kissed and his fingers strummed me below, which drove me to my third orgasm.
When we finished. We lay next to each other naked. My head on his chest. His fingers make traces along my left arm, he asked, “Have you ever fallen in love.”
“No.”
“Not once.”
I giggled, “Why would I put myself through that torture? I mean, I care about my clients, but none of you are mine to have. I’m not delusional.”
I sat up and he did the same. He looked at me with sorrow. “I just feel like ... I turned you into this ... if wasn’t so—”
“Stupid, mean, rude,” I joked.
“I’m being serious. If I had it to do over again—”
“Listen,” I grabbed his face, “I’m fine. And you didn’t turn me into anything. I do this because I want to. No one is forcing me. It’s not like I have a pimp. I do what I want when I want with whom I choose.” I sighed, “At some point, I’ll stop. I’m sure.”
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