17. Gio
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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“ W ho is she? Can you at least tell me her name?” I ask, trying not to let my emotion come through in tone.
“Just someone I met recently, and I want to see if it’s worth my time. Just wanted to give you a heads up because I imagine we will be holed up in my room for a while.” He winks and punches my shoulder.
Something seems off. Dante isn’t one to talk about girls, and the way he is acting is odd. I don’t know what he’s hiding or why he’s suspicious, but I don’t want him to think I’m jealous or something. I just let him think I don’t care. I really shouldn’t, anyway.
“Whatever dude, get that dick wet I guess.” I joke back to him before we both get into our cars.
When we get back to the apartment, I make myself a quick snack and head to my room.
“Well, enjoy your mysterious suitor. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I poke at Dante as I leave the room.
I set myself up in bed, too wired from the job to sleep. I whip out my phone and start looking through the last few texts with girls from the valley. Surely I could get one of them to come over and keep me company. I shoot a message to Destiny, but the line stays silent. I text Charmain, same thing. I don’t give a fuck about any of these girls but to be fair, they don’t care about me either. They just know I have a huge cock, a creative mind, and a ton of money. That’s all they need to know. I try one more time and send a message to Valerie. She texts me back right away.
U up?
For you? I’m wide awake.
Can I come over?
Ya
Nice. Caught one. Valerie is a gorgeous redhead with thick curves and an ass that makes me believe there is a God. I was totally fine that she was the one who answered. I changed out of my stakeout clothes and got ready for my visitor. At this point, it’s just before 5 in the morning.
I hadn’t heard the front door yet, so I knew that Dante’s date wasn’t here. I wanted him to hear Valerie. I wanted him to know I wasn’t going to be alone while he was probably having hot sex. I hate that I feel so jealous of whomever he invited over. I realize I have feelings for him that I can’t ignore but the best I can do is bury them into someone’s pussy. So that was exactly what I was going to do.
She texted me when she arrived, and I told her to come up. I let her in, making sure to be as loud as possible when I greeted her. She wore a gorgeous green dress that complimented her green eyes and fair complexion.
After a few moments, I get her to come back to my room. We lay on my bed and started kissing, getting more and more heated as the seconds passed.
I stop when I hear the front door.
“What are… why’d you stop?” Valerie asks from beneath me.
“Shhhh.” I quiet her.
I listen for a few minutes, hearing the door close and then Dante’s door open and close right after. She’s here.
“Gio, what’s wrong?” Valerie asks again.
“Nothing, it’s nothing. Sorry, baby.” I keep kissing her, and we go through the motions like any other booty call. It doesn’t feel exciting right now, though. All I can think about is Dante.
She reaches down and starts to stroke me through the top of my pants. Then she slid her hand inside and grabbed at me. Her skin is rubbing against the skin of my cock and I can see the questions running across her face when it doesn’t start to get hard.
She keeps trying, and I flip onto my back, allowing her to pull down my pants. She wraps her mouth around my chubbed dick and starts to suck at it. I can feel it still lying flaccid in her mouth and close my eyes hard to focus. I start to think about the shower earlier with Dante. About the water and soap running down his fit body. His hands wrapping around his cock and balls as he washes himself. His head is tipped back, eyes closed as he rinses his thick hair in the hot water. The thoughts start to flood in, and I let them. Just as I start to paint the picture, I feel my dick start to perk up.
She pulls away. “There we go. Just needed a little assistance.” She continues sucking my cock hard and spitting as her saliva lubes my shaft.
She hops up onto me and slides my cock into her pussy. She starts to bounce, up and down, sliding me further in and out as she moves. She stops and rocks back and forth, struggling to take my whole member. I was aware how big my dick was but so was she. It was like a challenge for most women, to see if they were slutty enough to take the whole thing or something. I started to think about Dante again.
I lift her off of me, “Hand and knees, now.” I command her.
She follows her orders and props her ass in the air for me. I grab both her perfect, round asscheeks and shake them in my hands. I spread them apart and start to lick her asshole. I roll my tongue up and down it before sliding it inside her. I eat her asshole hard and bury my face between her cheeks. She whimpers as it brings her pleasure. I keep at it, closing my eyes and thinking about Dante in the shower. When he turned to rinse his back, I watched the water run down his ass and I let myself pretend it was his ass I was slurping on. I keep going before pulling back and rubbing my cock over her asshole. I didn’t want to hurt her, so I just put it back in her pussy. Still pretending it was Dante. I push her upper body against the bed, my hand pressing on her. I sit back up and grab both of her hips, pulling her body against me as I bury into her over and over. I feel her come on my cock and decide it’s time for me to follow. I pull out of her and blow my hot cum all over her perfect ass, being sure to cover her little asshole.
“Fuck.” I groan as I finish and fall to my back. I roll over, grabbing a towel I already retrieved and wiping her back clean. She falls beside me, tangling her legs into mine.
How did I get here? How am I the kind of person that pretends to be eating my brothers ass in order to reach completion with a gorgeous girl? What the actual fuck is wrong with me? If I don’t deal with this problem head-on, I think it might ruin my entire life.
“If you want to shower or anything, feel free. I can make you something if you’re hungry.” I try to offer Valerie all the amenities for helping me out. She doesn’t know what she’s helped me with, but regardless I wasn’t a massive douchebag.
“Thanks, Gio. I’m actually fine. I have a long day ahead, so I think I’m just going to head out. Thanks for calling me, though, baby. I always love our little… sessions.” She kisses me before bouncing off the bed, getting dressed, and heading home.
I lay there for a few minutes and still all I can think about is Dante in the other room and his cock inside her . Lately, Dante is the only thing I can think of, and I hate myself for it. I head to the kitchen to get some water and hope more than anything that I bump into Dante’s guest somehow on the way. How fucking pathetic am I? Very.