Two days ago, I jokingly told Esther her boyfriend could fuck her good but I could fuck her better. Do not judge me I know I did a hit and run on her best friend a month ago but Esther is a looker. Forget that lightskins are the best cliche, Esther is pure chocolate, I could drink her bathwater. With that tiny waist thick thighs look, she was winning. I was in the mood to test all this loyal girlfriend nonsense going around.
So I hit Esther up, do the pretend ‘I would like to spend time with you, let’s go see a movie’ routine. Guys, I had to choose a Monday at Acacia Century Cinemax who was going to pay full price when she might turn holy on me? I grudgingly dug into my wallet and bought her the Smirnoff and popcorn that she wanted for the movie. After all we all know Smirnoff is a panty dropper. The thing that kept me going was those lips she has those “What that mouth do” lips and a bust to murder.
There are six of us , one girl is next to me the other three are seated five rows below us. Thirty minutes into the movie, I make my move figuring am going to be slapped. I wanted to be all up in her and there is no way I would lose. The cute smile on her face when I put my hand around her almost made me feel sorry but I am the Fuckboy King, she will be fine.
I remove my hand from her shoulders and do my thing. Touch her thighs, no slap so I keep moving silently hoping the other girl on my left can see what am doing. I can hear Esther’s soft moans and the girl next to me starts breathing heavily. I notice the girl next to me squirming and feel a hand on my erection. It is not Esther’s hand. This girl is good at her thing and am wondering what I did to the gods to deserve this. She unzips me and I hear her gasp. She has seen the reason why even though Esther has a man and knows what i did to her best friend let me bring her here.
Who cares that I can barely see this girl? She bends and I swear this girl’s mouth is designed like a vacuum cleaner. Esther has an orgasm so intense that made my hand, her skirt and the seat so wet but I have no time to be proud of myself as she realises what this other girl is doing. I barely see the thunder in her face and my mouth is faster than my brain because of “hoover-mouth” besides me and I say, “Esther, if you will not be fast enough there is always someone who will it’s me remember”.
This feisty chocolate desire of mine stands up , pushes the other girl off my throbbing machete (who denies another person a nut), orders me to dress up and basically drags me out. We go to the car (my brother’s which the gullible Esther thinks is mine) and she attempts to take control. This girl has forgotten who I am. I am about to make her want to give me babies and never text her again. I give Esther her second and third orgasm of the night.
As we wait for her to calm down, i pretend to sympathetically listen to her sad stories of her boyfriend and how she always fakes for him because she loves him. I laughed in my heart when she started wondering how she would tell him that she is leaving him. This is getting too intense for me so I tell her we should each go clean up.
Now guys I am the Fuckboy and every opportunity must be used. I had not forgotten about ‘Hoover-mouth”. I decided to look for her hoping I might find her. I bump into her leaving the cinema and she’s an attractive but-a-face. Esther is an ironing board when placed against this girl. None of us says a word but I give her my phone because I will not let that mouth go.
I go back to the car and as we are driving off, Esther has her hand on my thigh like I ever thought of wifing her. As i dropped her at her hostel, i could not wait to not pickup her calls and receive long essays of undying love.Poor girl fell in lust in a night. did I mention Esther’s boyfriend is a friend? Life is good.
I cannot wait to tell you guys about “Hoover-mouth” but that is a story for another day.
