Life Ain't A Fairy Tale

by Miguel Rivera

  "Jimmy, was you born here?"

  "Yes. I did."

  "Ooh. I am going to have sex with an American."

  "You are so shallow."

  "Oh no, no. You didn't hear me say anything. Forget I said anything. I love men with body hair like you."

  Jessica repositions herself to have the front of her body facing me. She sits on my lap with her knees separated by my legs. She kisses me passionately. My arms embrace her lower back. She tilts her body back so I can rest my face on her chest. Her arms wrap around my head. My hands rub her back up and down, even touching her bra. My hands travel further down to discover she is wearing a thong. I grip her round butt cheeks.

  She stands up from the sofa to go upstairs. Her back is facing to me, showcasing her lovely black hair that reaches her waist and her bubbly ass. She turns her face sideways to look back at me with her seductive and provocative Japanese eyes. Her index finger signals to follow her with a naughty smile on her face. As she walks up the stairs, she moves her hips from side to side as I follow her on my hands and knees. I want to fuck that ass. My cock needs to be satisfied.

  There is no turning back for me. My erection slightly ripped my briefs. I don't care if Sara finds out or if people call me a hypocrite for pretending to be a man who is not obsessed with sex. I have no shame in what I am about to do. If I don't take this opportunity, my erotic desires will never be satisfied. I can't die without having this woman in bed. As a matter of fact, Sara turning me down will be less painful knowing the reason she dumps me is because I cheated on her rather than for being a boring loser.

  I salivate at the thought of being inside her when I climb the stairs on my hands and knees to follow Jessica into my room. I stand up near the bed. Jessica pushes me to land back first on the bed. I reposition my body to have my head, my torso, and my thighs resting on the bed with my legs dangling from the edge of the bed.

  She sits me up to take off my clothes. She rips and takes off the blue t-shirt that I wear. I lie back down, and she unbuttons my pants to pull them down along with my briefs. I lie there naked at her mercy and with pleasure.

  Jessica takes off her bra and panties to seductively pet me with her hands, her lips, and her tongue. Her hands rub my thighs firmly when she is on her knees with her body touching my dangling legs. She stands up and bends forward to lie on top of me and kiss belly button. Her lips and tongue travel upward. It feels erotically good when I feel her tits and clavicle bone pushing my erection against my lower abdomen. Her hands massage my chest and shoulders in circular motions. She moves her body upward for her mouth to reach my throat. Her lips kiss and suck my Adam's apple. I smile at the sensation of feeling her tongue circularly lick my throat. Finally, her lips suck my lower lips and her tongue caresses mine. This woman knows how to fucking blow my mind.

  I love it when Jessica takes the initiative to please me. She sits on top of me to have sex with me. My dick feels so good when I am inside her without a condom. The pleasure feels stronger and more mind numbing. I have always desired to have a woman on top of me. My cock and brain are very happy to be fucked. Too bad Sara never did this to me. Jessica rests her hands on my chest. Visually, her nude torso is sexually appetizing in front of me. Her tits are on the smaller scale, but they look very sexy moving up and down. My hands grip her waist to pet her hips. Jessica looks up to the ceiling and moans with pleasure. Her hands squeeze my chest. Her lustful eyes look down to me. Her smile is from ear to ear. I become more sex-crazed when she looks at me. I enjoy feeling my legs dangle in different directions as she jumps up and down on top of me.

  I sit up to embrace her tightly as she stays sitting down on my lap. She continues fucking me very tightly. My lips kiss her cheeks as her hair caresses my face. Her arms wrap around my neck as we continue to fuck each other. Feeling her heartbeat against my chest turns me on. We passionately kiss each other. When the feeling of an orgasm nears, my arms squeeze her tightly as her long hair caresses my arms in gratitude. That shit feels hot. Oh, shit. My cock fucking likes Jessica. Without restraint, we moan loudly and curse across the house as we reach nirvana. I didn't fucking care if the whole world heard my moans of pleasure. I have never felt like a man before. Her sticky body against mine feels so wonderful.

  We reposition ourselves to have my entire body on the bed without my legs dangling with her still on top of me. Her long hair covering my face feels amazing. I could look into her eyes forever. We continue to kiss each other on the lips and touch each other's bodies. Her body still lies on top of mine.

  If Sara would have walked on us on during our sexual encounter, I wouldn't have been able to stop because the sex felt so good. The orgasm feels so intense without a condom. I would have kept on going. I am not sure that I would have heard her cries. The pleasure is so intense from start to the finish. I ejaculated forcefully, and a few seconds later, I was still feeling the most mind-numbing orgasm ever.

  The next morning, I wake up alone in my bed to discover Jessica being up for quite a while. It is early. Normally, I would go back to sleep, but I get up from bed to see where Jessica is. I dress myself up in pajamas. I find her in Sara's bedroom. Jessica is wearing a white blouse and a very short, black dress. I am still sex-crazed from yesterday's experience with Jessica. Her hair is wavy today, and she wears a lot of makeup. This morning, she is a doll. I want to fucking have sex with her again.

  "Jessica, you look hot."

  "Oh, thank you. Jimmy."

  "Why do you look so gorgeous?"

  "Jimmy, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but Sara told me before she left that she was going to come with a potential and prospective husband. I have to look really good today. She said he has a lot of money."

  "Really? And you were complaining about Sara like that."

  "I know. I am sorry, okay. I am sorry. Don't ruin this day for me." She continues to look in the mirror to touch up on her makeup.

  "It was stupid to secretly hate Sara. It is not her fault that she was born in America. It is not her fault that your family showered her with gifts and attention. If you were in her position, you wouldn't have done anything different."

  "Yeah. Jimmy, I know I am stupid sometimes. Look, Jimmy. Last night was amazing. You made me feel like a woman. It was wild; everything that I hoped for when I met you for the first time. My body needed you like a fat kid needs cake. You understand that I have to do what is in my best interest."

  "Yes. I understand. It is not about love, which is the biggest fantasy invented by mankind. When are you going to meet him?" She looks so sexy.

  "I am going to meet him in less than an hour. Sara should be coming soon from her trip in Nevada with my future husband."

  "You know what I want." Jessica looks at me scared.

  "What, Jimmy?"

  "I want to have sex with you again one last time."

  "Are you crazy? No. Don't get all sentimental on me."

  "It is not about emotions. I want your body close to mine again. I never seen you look this hot." I pull my pants down and grab Jessica from behind to lift her dress and penetrate her pussy. My cock is happy again.

  "Oh, Jimmy. Oh, baby. Sara told me you were a little wild when it came to sex, but I don't think she knows you are a freak." She moans loudly as she looks at herself in the mirror. She has a sex-crazed look on her face and smiles with delight. "Fine, give me some of your wishbone, but don't take too long. Don't touch my face or hair either." She moves her long hair to the right side of her body in front of her.

  My arms embrace her torso from behind as I have fuck her brains out with her clothes on. My hands fondle her tits. My lips kiss and suck the left side of her neck. I fuck her with force to finish quickly. Seeing her beauty turns me on. I can't let her leave with another man before I have the chance to feel another tremendous orgasm with her. My hands softly caress her throat. Looking into the mirror to see her lustful eyes inspires me to hump her more quickly.

  The door to the house opens, and we hea
r voices downstairs. Jessica warns me to hurry up. I assure her that I am almost done. We continue having sex when we hear Sara calling Jessica loudly to come downstairs. Seeing my time of fun coming to an end, I stop having sex with Jessica. My cock is very sad that it did not feel an orgasm. She has to meet her husband downstairs. Jessica pulls me close to her.

  "If I am going to get caught, it better be worth it, Jimmy. Keep fucking me. Don't stop."

  "Your future husband is here. Sara is calling you. Don't you hear her?"

  "My pussy is burning on fire, and I need you to finish stupid. Just fuck my brains harder because I am almost there." She raises her dress so I can penetrate her. That shit feels so good. Oh, baby. Holy shit. Oh, fucking yes. My cock loves Jessica's pussy. What a woman.

  After we quickly reach another intense orgasm, Jessica gets ready for Sara and her guest. She moaned so loudly. I hope no one heard her.

  "Jimmy, pull your pants up." She gives me a passionate kiss and wipes the makeup off my mouth quickly.

  "What do I do now?"

  "Just go out and tell them I need a few minutes. Hurry up."

  "Okay."

  Chapter 11

  Getting out of Sara's bedroom to walk downstairs, Sara bumps into me.

  "Jimmy, what are you doing in my bedroom?"

  "Jessica is not ready yet. She will be ready in a few minutes." Sara looks satisfied with my explanation.

  "Okay. I will get her out of there." Sara walks into her bedroom.

  In my bedroom, I think of what I have become. I went from being the guy who kept his hormones in check to the typical man, obsessed with sex. I behave the same way Luis, Justin, and Juan do. I am no different from them. I am as sex-crazed as they are. Jessica transformed me into a sex machine.

  Additionally, I am worse than the typical sexaholic male. Unlike me, most sexaholics are stupid. These kinds of guys don't think. They only let their penises dictate their action without measuring the future consequences. On the contrary, I did think this through. I thought about it and weighed the consequences. I gave it a lot of rational thought. After thinking, I concluded that having sex with a stranger to satisfy my desires was more important than respecting the woman I cared about. After telling Juan that I am not a sexaholic like him, I cheated on Sara the exact same way Juan did with Maria.

  Sara, Jessica, and the future husband of Jessica, an older man, left the house together, leaving me alone to sleep and think about the beautiful women I had sex with. First it was Sara, a woman so elegant, tall, smart, and prideful. She has tremendously great looking breasts, captivating eyes, and a sexy long neck. Last night, it was Jessica. Her butt turned me into a stupid idiot. Her long black hair and lustful Japanese eyes make me want to have sex with her again. I always wanted to have sex with an attractive Asian woman. Jessica is half-Asian. I have surpassed my sexual expectations. I thought that I would die a virgin. It surprises me how sex-crazed I am with a woman that shallow.

  In the afternoon, Sara and Jessica arrive again after I ate breakfast and lunch. It looks like things went well. Jessica's joy is obvious. Sara tells Jessica to go upstairs. Sara wants to have a talk with me. We sit down on the sofa of the living room. I think these are the last few minutes of us as a couple.

  "Jimmy, you have been a very special person to me." This is how a conversation starts when you are going to end a relationship.

  "Yes. Sara. It has been an honor to be your boyfriend."

  "Thanks. This has been very difficult for me. I have given it a lot of thought. I don't know how else to say this." She takes a pause to look at me. She waits for me to say something. Seeing how I don't say anything, she continues. "Well, yeah. Okay. Jimmy, you are a great person. You are a decent and nice man. There are many women out there who will be very happy with you. The problem is that you need to be more open. The few times that you did open up, you were too damn weird for me. I am certain there are many women who you would fit in well with. If you weren't so quiet, I guarantee you that you would have been happily married a long time ago. You have too many good qualities. The problem with us is that we are too different. My expectations were too high. I am sorry for that. I am sorry that I keep talking and talking, but I am nervous. I feel so nervous. I feel like a bad person." Sara looks very tense.

  I interrupt her, "You are not a bad person. If anything, I am the villain of this story." Sara becomes upset by what I say.

  "Jimmy. Please, shut up! Let me finish. You are making this more difficult for me. You are not the villain. Why do you judge yourself like that? No. Don't ever say that. Nobody is evil here. It is what it is; two people with two completely different views of the world and love. Jimmy, we can't be a couple anymore. I am sorry. This is over. You aren't what I want in my life. I am sorry." Jessica has teary eyes.

  "Don't worry, Jessica. I understand. It is okay that you don't want to be my girlfriend anymore." When I go to hold her hand, she pushes it away from me. She looks more upset and teary.

  "Why are you like this, Jimmy? Even during this conversation, you still don't trust me. How do you expect me to believe that you are fine? You are not fine. I know you are upset with me. Who wouldn't be upset? I know you hate me right now. Why aren't you screaming at me! Why!" Sara can't speak and breaks down into tears.

  I am upset that Sara doesn't want to be with me anymore. I am more upset at myself. Telling her this won't make me feel better. I wished Sara saw things my way when it comes to love, but I am realistic. I know that I am a difficult person to live with. I didn't expect this relationship to ever happen. I didn't expect this relationship to last this long. I should have lied to her about my thoughts of love. None of this would be happening if I did.

  Stubbornly, I believed she had to like me in my true form. I can't and never will be a people person. She doesn't deserve to live with an antisocial person like me. She deserves to know the real me, not a fake me. She would have dumped me later in life if I lied to her about my thoughts because my actions will always contradict what I say.

  "Sara, you are doing the right thing. I would have done the same thing." I hug her and Sara continues crying in my arms. I can't believe that I will be stroking her lovely hair for the last time.

  After she calms down, she says, "I want you to know beforehand that I will be dating Chad."

  "Okay. I hope you will be happy with him." Sara becomes a little upset again.

  "Really, Jimmy? Are you really okay with me dumping you for Chad? He took me away from you. C'mon, trust me this one time. Tell me how you feel. Like you did when you told me your thoughts about love."

  "Sara, you didn't dump me for anyone. Chad didn't steal you away from me. I lost you. I am the only one responsible for everything that is happening. It is nobody's fault. A relationship is never about someone having the other person. It is a mutual agreement to be together without any chains. If we are not together, it is because I didn't do what was necessary to keep you."

  "You will never change."

  "I have changed. The problem is that I changed very little."

  I thought about telling her about Chad. Chad doesn't truly love her, but this is my opinion. Maybe, he does love her. Who am I know to know the true intentions of Chad? Chad only cheated on Sara because I pushed him off the cliff to land in temptation's hands. Luis was a womanizer, but he is loyal to Angela now. Who am I to judge Chad after I cheated on Sara with her cousin? I have no moral integrity anymore. Maybe, Chad is what is best for Sara. Looks like I am going to keep Chad's sexual indiscretions to myself. I need to keep the email link to Chad's sin in case he decides to cheat on Sara. If Chad won't be faithful on his own will, my threat of sending his sex video to Sara will keep him in check.

  Upstairs, I pack my clothes, my shoes, and toothbrush. I organize all my clothes in the same suitcase I brought from my house. I put in my suitcase the suit I wore on Valentine's Day. This suit symbolizes the end of my relationship with Sara. It was an inevitable moment. It was too good to be true.

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bsp; As my suitcase shuts, Jessica comes into my room. She sees the bored look on my face. She hugs me very warmly. So do I. I am going to miss her too. Too bad she only cares about being rich. Maybe, it would have worked out with Jessica if I met her under different circumstances.

  "Jimmy, I am sorry this happened today." She wasn't too sorry when she encouraged Sara to dump me. The truth is that Sara dumped me because she wanted to. Sara had the last word; no matter how much advice she received.

  "Yes. I knew it was too good to be true."

  "Don't worry, Jimmy. You will always have me whenever you want."

  "What are you talking about? Aren't you getting married?"

  "Yeah, but that old guy won't be able to please me like you. You sexy beast." Jessica gives me those lustful eyes again.

  "So?"

  "I can pay you visits to your house if you give me your address and phone number."

  "No. It is best not to."

  "You know I will do everything to find out where you live."

  "I am sure you will, but until that happens, you will not know anything."

  "Jimmy, why do you have to be like that? I know you want me. I can tell by the way you fucked me this morning."

  "Don't get yourself into trouble."

  "Maybe hearing what happened to me will cheer you up. Sara, Richard, that is my fiancé's name, and I went to a restaurant. Richard, like I said before, is an old man. He is 58 years old, but he looks older than that. He is nice, a very smart man, and has a very fat wallet. Sara left us alone. Richard and I talked alone. He told me about all the important things he does in cancer research at that science place. What is it called again?"