
MY GIRLFRIEND OR MY HUSBAND
Najaatu Aminu · Ongoing · 106.4k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
“Nora, it’s not that easy,” I whispered, my voice shaky, tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Hey,” she said softly. “Look at me.” I looked at her, but the worry in her eyes just made me feel more guilty.
“They didn’t even ask me, Nora. They just—decided. Like my life is one of their business deals.” My breath hitched.
“I can’t do this. I don’t want him. I want—” My voice failed me.
Nora pulled me into an embrace, holding me tightly, protectively. “I know. I know,” she murmured, fingers threading through my hair. “You’re not alone. Alexa, I’m here.”
“ Fuck, this is bullshit, what will happen to us now?” Nora said releasing me and roaming around the kitchen to calm her nerves. She’s my girlfriend, and i love her. Whatever this marriage is, no matter how important it is, i won’t let it come between us.
“Hey babe, i’m always here for you, slut. My marriage won’t bring the end of us. My body and soul belongs to only you, my love.”
She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around my waist. Her touch sent a quick spark through me.
“Okay, I’ll trust you my baby.” Her voice was sweet and sultry, sending shivers down my spine.
Her body pressed against mine, soft and comforting, i moved my hands to feel her curves. She’s a fucking goddess, carved to perfection.
“Wanna rest your head on these soft pillows?” Nora purred, her lips curved into that naughty smirk of hers.
“Yes…fuck, yes,” i said without any hesitation, my voice laced with desperation.
“I knew you so well bitch, come here,” she teased, her eyes glistening with mischief.
“Why let this marriage make your eyes wet when i can literally make your pussy more wet?”
I gasped, nearly choking on my breath, my pussy throbbing at her words.
“I’m fucking obsessed with you.” Nora said, stepping closer. “I’m literally craving you.”
“Girl…same,” i admitted, biting my lip.
“Although things are different now, I swear i think about you every fucking day,” i confessed, my voice thick with arousal.
“I know you do, bitch” she teased, her voice laced with flirt.
I rolled my eyes, giggling, i just want to be devoured already.
“So what do you say, my love?” She grabbed me and hoist me onto the counter, her hand gripping my hips hard.
In a flash, she collided her lips with mine, kissing me like she wants to swallow me whole. I moaned loud, but her tongue fucking mine surfaced the sound. She really knows how to drive me crazy, how to make my pussy beat.
Her hands went down and ripped my shirt open. Next my bra came off, and my big boobs came into view. My nipples were already hard and erect in anticipation. Her hand grabbed them and pinched my swollen nipples that were yearning for her touch. She knew how to handle me well. That was why I can’t leave Nora, even though i’m now married.
Another fucking twist, painfully sweet, sent arousal straight to my already wet cunt. I have never been this ready to be fucked, ready to be manhandled and destroyed.”
Her mouth left mine and landed on my boobs, licking as if they were candy. Her tongue roaming greedily. I squeeze my eyes in pleasure when she bit my left nipple, just how i want it, painfully. Her other hand squeezed my right nipple roughly, making me arc my back, begging for more.
“Fuck…Nora…Suck…harder, please,” i begged, moaning, my eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy. I fisted her hair, yanking her to my boobs tightly. She made another painful bit that made my body jolt, I gasped, her tongue flicking like she was starving for my body.
She held her head up for a minute and spank my boobs, watching them jiggle with pleasure.
“You love it rough, don't you?” She teased.
“Well, i’m equal to the task bitch, i’m the perfect match for these perky cherries. I’ll mark them now!”
I bit my lip hard, nodding like the desperate whore i was.
“Yes baby…yes, mark me, i’m all yours,” I whimpered, my legs wet from my pussy drip.”
“She shoved my back against the kitchen cabinet, dropping to her knees, my legs hooked over her shoulders, burying her face in my wet headquarters, sniffing like she’s seen a flower bouquet.
“God, you smell heavenly bitch, like pure sex.” She growled and dug her fingers in my pussy.
“Fuck, girl. I can feel the throbbing of this honey pot,” she purred.
“Get ready, you slut, i’m gonna eat this delicious hole until you’re squirting all over my face, then grind my wet cunt against yours. How does that sound?” She said, but what i was feeling couldn’t let me answer her.
Her hands grabbed my thighs, spreading me wider. Her tongue drove straight into my soaked pussy.
“Fuck…Nora!” I moaned, my head slammed back against the cabinet as her mouth works tirelessly. She sucked my pussy lips hard, pulling them into her mouth, slurping my juices like the thirsty whore she is, then flicked her tongue over my swollen clit in fast nasty circles.
“Mmm…gosh, i miss this cunt, taste like pineapple, juicy like it as well.” She mumbled, smacking my wet fold up and down.
She spat on my clit, then suck the hell out of the glob with my clit. The feeling was out of the world, pure pleasure, it made me almost cum at that moment.
“You like that, don’t you, my dirty little whore?” Nora growled, she pulled back and slap my pussy lightly, the sting made me gasp and drip even more down there.
“I can’t leave you girl, not even for your husband.”
“Yes…fuck, i’m your slut Nora, yours alone, now eat me raw, devour me like your prey! Mercilessly!” I cried, grabbing her hair and shoving her face back into my headquarters.
“Her tongue flicked the tip of my clit relentlessly while she hummed vibrations against it. She grinded my pussy on her face, smearing the cream all over her face.
“Oh shit, Nora don’t stop…my cunt wanna explode,” i cried out, curling my toes. And she listened, she didn’t stop—instead, she shoved two fingers into my tight cave, curling them to hit my G-spot with brutal precision. She thrust deeper and stroke me roughly. Her other hand finds it way back to my boobs.
“That is it, you nasty whore…don’t spare me!” I gasped, my body shaking with pleasure.
“Cum for me Alexa…” She demanded, diving back to suck the hell out of me like vacuum, her fingers slamming into me relentlessly. My pussy clenched, and i screamed her name, my orgasm exploding like a rocket. The squirt gushed out hot, soaking her face and dripping down like cake icing.
“Yes baby…fuck!” I moaned.
She kept fingering me through it, her tongue licking up the liquid, like she couldn’t get enough.
Finally she pulled back caressing my headquarters with her palm, her lips covered with a mischievous smirk as she licked her cum-covered fingers clean.
“Taste so fucking delicious, Alexa…call me greedy or whatever, but i want you all for myself.” She whispered.
I thought she was done, but it seems not.
“My cunt needs your attention too, my lady.” She said standing up and bringing her pants down. She was already dripping. She climbed ontop of me, scissoring her legs with mine, grinding hard as our lips slapped together.
“Fuck…what will i do without you Alexa, you’re gonna make me cum too.”
Our pussies slide and smacked in a wet rythm, rocking in unison, our moans filling the air.
“Harder, Nora…don’t stop, fuck…harder bitch,” i gasped, our clits bumping, sending sparks through us both.
I grabbed her tit, and devour the balloons like a starved monster. I grazed through the hard tip, biting them just enough to make her lose her mind. I sucked her nipple like it was my last food on earth, making her push her full chest to me while she continue rocking us.
I rubbed her clit hard, she was so hot and slippery.
“Wow Nora, you’re such a honeypool,” i purred, shoving two fingers into her dripping headquaters. Pumping fast like the end of a marathon. Her boobs bounced as she rocked my fingers like a cock. Her filthy loud moans filled the air.
“Fuck…finger me, Alexa, don’t stop, make me cum,” she gasped, her hands grabbing my boobs for leverage as she pound harder. Our bodies were a sweaty, sticky mess.
We scissor, Nora repositioning us so our headquarters slammed and rock together. The filthy rythm feels so ecstatic.
“Oh fuck…!” She moaned. The echoe of the slaps of our wet pussies driving me wild.
“Harder…fuck me till I can’t walk!” I screamed, grabbing her ass to pull her closer. Her clit slit against mine and we both lost it, cuming together in a mess, our squirt soaking the counter as we collapsed, panting and sweating.
Suddenly, someone banged the door hard.
“What the hell’s going on in there? Open up!” The voice yelled from the other end.
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