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Phoenix grabbed her bag and boarded a taxi. Her body was aching...moaning and yearning for sex. As the driver drove to club where she had always gone to satisfy her sexual urges, Phoenix couldn’t help but recollect the night Omarion had given her one of the best sex of her life. She recalled him cupping her breasts into his hands and rolling his tongue on her nipples until he sucked the life out of them. She could see Omarion bending his head and sucking her clits until she began to moan. Then, the car pulled over and Phoenix squeezed her breasts forgetting that she was still in the taxi.“We are here ma’am”, the driver said and Phoenix came back to her senses. “Oh!” she exclaimed realizing that they had arrived. She stepped out and paid the taxi driver off while she headed straight into the club. The music was loud as usual. Phoenix smiled as she headed straight to her normal spot. She caught sight of strippers rolling their waists and shaking their buttocks vigorously in their naked
His Ethical Slut 45.
Isis returned to an empty home after a long day at work. “Phoenix…” she called out as she took off her heels and threw in the living room. There was no response. Isis headed to the kitchen as that was the normal spot where Phoenix could be whenever she called and got no response. Unfortunately, Phoenix wasn’t there. She went over to their room calling out her name. “Phoenix! Phoenix! ”there was no response. Isis was angst-ridden. She heaved a sigh and went back to the kitchen fixed herself some food and returned to the dining to eat. Throughout the night, she couldn’t get off the thought of where Phoenix could be. Her greatest fear was the baby she was carrying. Isis couldn’t imagine anything bad happening to the child. She grabbed her phone and dialled Phoenix’s number. But then, it was unreachable so she dropped a voice message for her. With a heart full of thoughts, Isis managed to doze off. Soon, it was morning, exactly 6:00 am when Isis’s alarm rang making her jump out of bed.
His Ethical Slut 46.
Isis's chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. She felt a sizzling urge to explore and descend on Racheal who stood before her flashing her dentition to Isis's face. Isis's looked at her shirt and the skirt... everything was stained. The liquid dropped from her hair as well...something she had taken time to arrange beautifully. Racheal was sure expecting an explosion from Isis. But then, Isis only glared trying her best possible not to be swayed into acting rashly just like Racheal."Rachael!?", Omarion's voice sank into her ears causing a cold shiver to run down her spine. Both ladies turned quickly as Omarion approached them. This is exactly what Isis had been running away from. Unfortunately, Racheal had spoiled her plans. She just had to face Omarion again. " What the hell do you think you're doing?", he asked immediately he drew a halt when he reached the spot where they stood. Racheal glared at Isis before turning to Omarion. " Uhm...I...I didn't do anything", she lied.Thank good
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The ride home wasn't a long one. Isis arrived in less than an hour. She got down from the cab and paid the driver off. Then, she walked to the door and knocked in her bid to surprise Phoenix. The liquid on her hair dropped on the door and Isis decided to cut off the surprise. She pushed the door and it flung open. Throwing her bag to the couch, she shut the door behind her calling out Phoenix's name. " Phoenix! Phoenix....! I'm home!!", she called out at the loudest tone of her voice. There was no response. She rushed to the shower and put on the water. She sat inside the sink and scrubbed her body vigorously." Crazy witch!", Isis snapped. The thought of Racheal cutting her day off at work when she had planned to make the most of it made her so annoyed. " Why can't she just mind her damn business. She is so annoying!", Isis said scrubbing her body like the back of a car. She fumed as she did so. But then, the thought of Omarion standing up for her put a smile on her face. Just when s
His Ethical Slut 48.
As soon as Isis got out of the house, she boarded a cab to James’ house. The thought of making his day a memorable one gave her so much peace that she smiled throughout the ride. After some minutes, the car pulled over right in front of the house. “Thanks for the smooth ride”, she said to the driver as she handed the money to him. He smiled and collected it. “You’re welcome ma’am”, he replied. Isis smiled and turned over to the gate while the driver zoomed off. She drew in a long breath and walked closer to the gate. As she drew a halt right in front of it, Isis knocked. The security man went over and opened the door. “Madam Isis!” he exclaimed. The man was so excited. “How are you doing today?” she asked stepping into the house. “Well, I’ve never been better…It’s good to see you again, Madam Isis”, he said right after closing the gate. Three more security men walked up to Isis beaming with smiles on their faces. They had missed having her around. Isis was the sweetest girlfriend to
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The friend of Phoenix whom she had considered her friend as well had betrayed her... What she had ever done to deserve such from her, she couldn’t fathom. Isis couldn't find the right words to say. She couldn't believe that Lizeth could do such a horrible thing to her. A lot of questions ran through her mind..." When did this begin?" " For how long has this been going on behind my back?" “Why did it take me so long to give myself to James?" Isis couldn't muster the courage to speak. Her voice was inaudible. As she opened her mouth to speak, only a shiver came out. Her lips trembled...she lost her voice.Isis stared at Lizeth jumping in and out of James' thighs. She was expecting her to get up and show some remorse over stabbing her right in the back. So, she knew all along about her relationship with James but had the effrontery to sleep with him. Little wonder she had advised that she sleep with Omarion immediately she mentioned it. Isis' hands formed to a fist as tears draped down
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Isis was crying, her eyes reddened as hot tears dropped down her cheeks. She held James tight as she cried. " Please, don't do this to me, James. I love you so much and I'm ready to do whatever you want. James, I'm sorry it took so long for me to realize that you have been patient enough. I promise never to provoke you again. Please, James ... don't leave me", Isis pleaded. The young man pushed her hands away from his legs. " Don't dare touch me again, motherfucker!", James raised his voice. " Babe, don't do this. I know you still love me. Can't you remember all the promises you made to me? Have you forvothow we planned to raise our kids and...""Cut the bullshit, Isis Talon. I don't fucking remember any of that. I don't love you anymore. It is over!", he screamed. Isis wouldn't stop pleading, crying and begging...she was still hopeful that her painful pleas would find a way into his heart and he will change his mind. He looked down on Isis over her shoulders and shot her an angry loo
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Isis took her shattered self and boarded a taxi home. She managed to hide her tears from the driver until she dropped down and rushed into the house. Isis slammed the door behind her and fell on her knees. " This is not happening! No way!", she screamed at the loudest pitch of her voice. Isis was still shocked to her bone marrow; if anyone would have told her that James would chase her from his house, she wouod have sworn a thousand and one times that it is impossible. The reality struck every pore of her frail body. Isis threw her bag and it hit the wall. She pulled off her heels and threw them carelessly one hitting the wall while the other fell on the biggest couch in the living room.She was crying, wailing and weeping with no control. " James, I've loved you for years and we have a future together. How could you do this to me?", Isis cried. James was her solace, her peace of mind and the love of her life. She could not imagine life without him at the moment. " I agreed to have se
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