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Smitten by the Playboy: Bumping Into Mr. Sexy

Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Erotica, Spanking, Virginity, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

heart. I can’t go on like this………I have to be with someone else in order to forget him. Only then will he stop harassing and badgering me up as he will be fully aware that I am no longer his but part and whole parcel of someone else. I find myself thinking back to this particular day. I am at Kaapstad Church with Ally, walking outside when a Charles-Berlusconi age mate says out raucously as if asking someone else, “Hey you, where is my woman, huh? Where is she?” Oh, he is meaning Mirth. Tori’s natural rival. I am also wondering where she is. Where are you, Mirth, please? Your guy man here wants you, dear!? Before long, Charles appears from that other side. He is with his sibling brother, walking gracefully and assuredly. Then they stand still and begin to click-clack something on their phones. This is not the first time they are playing this kind of game on me! I don’t know what their plans and intentions are, but whatever it is that they want from me, they are not going to get or win it. No way will I let that happen. I am determined to slip away from his trap and catch on the other hand too. It may be painful; but then it is not any bit painful at all. I have to get away from him. Fast; hurriedly; and assuredly too. Even if they growl and snarl at me like gone-mad-dogs at me for that. I have to do it. I have done it before after all—and I can do it well and excellently again. Mirth is the most beautiful girl that I have ever met. She lives in me, Tori. She is part of me. We ... are both different in nature and behavior and characteristics. She is just there inside me—my helpful conscious, the voice that always speaks in my mind and tells me what to do and what not to. She is a being and person of her own, and I know that one soon coming day, she will manifest herself to me in her own full beauty and glory and attractiveness. For now, her beauty is of gentle quietness and as if it has never had being at all. Charles. That is the name that rings in my mind like a bell when I wake up. I can see him. Right there before me. I know what he is. I know what he does, which no one else does not really know and are even fully conscious of. Mirth made it all clear and apparent to me much to my own shock and mesmerism. Enough of this silly mentality now. Ah-ah! Life does not begin and end with him. I was born and raised up without him after all. I will die without him in the very end. No wonder I must be in love any sooner from now. I don’t want Charles’ name echoing and pealing in my nasty damn quiet mind and his handsomely face bothering and tormenting me up. Some other name must be ringing in my mind like sweet music. My heart and whole naked self must belong to someone else. I have to be in love sooner than possible so that I can forget and be over Charles. Yes! Very quickly indeed! Whew! What a relief it shall be for me only then! Courtney is up early. Las Vegas is very busy town and place, I am aware. So preoccupied and active just like most towns here in ...