Shade's Unexpected Visit (A Short Romantic Story)

Veronica had just gone to sleep when I heard the knock on my door.

I looked at the clock. It was nearly 11 pm. I wondered who that could be. Slipping out of bed, I put on my boxers to go check.

I opened the door to see Shade, the neighbourhood whore standing before me. She was dressed in the clingiest black spaghetti strap dress I had ever seen. Her nipples were perky and poking through the fabric and the dress was so short, her whole thighs were exposed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her. Shade had always annoyed me and last I heard, she was regularly fucking Sunday, my friend.

"What do you think," she said, nudging me away from the doorway as she stepped in. She went straight for my couch, crossing her legs like she owned the place. Her dress hiked up even further that I could see her naked ass peeking out.

"Shade," I said, hating the fact that she aroused me even though I really did not like her. "I have company, you need to leave."

She looked in the direction of my room. "Really? Well, good thing she's there," she said, pointing towards my bedroom, "and not here."

She stood up and walked slowly and purposefully towards me. "Dammy, we don't have much time, let's do this thing." As she talked, she took both my hands and brought them to the hemline of her dress after which she moved it up, revealing her nude pussy.

Taking one of my hands, she brought it to her completely shaven centre and began to rub. My eyes were on her as my finger slipped inside of her.

"Yes baby, that's it. You know you want me." She was right. I did want her. My cock was achingly hard and I wanted to drive it into her. As if she read my mind, she reached for the waistband of my shorts and pulled down, unleashing my erection.

"As always, your dick amazes me. Wow!" She said, looking at it hungrily. Her dainty hand wrapped around me and I groaned in pleasure mixed with annoyance.

This girl would never leave me alone and there was no way I can stand by my resolve never to see her when she was always popping up and demanding to get fucked.

It was my annoyance at my lack of control that caused me to yank her dress even higher and pushed her towards the couch, turning her around.

She bent over, holding on to the seat and wiggling her hips. I groaned again and she chuckled. "Fuck me. Fuck this pussy like I know you want to."

"Don't be so loud," I said sternly as the tip of my dick found her entrance. I soon began fucking her hard and fast, making sure I rammed into her so deep that she was gasping.

Her pussy clenched tightly around my dick and her ass as jiggled against my groin as I fucked her. I stuck a finger inside her asshole and she moaned, I wiggled around and stuck another finger into the hole.

Her moan became sharper and she turned her face around to tell me, "please, that hurts, please stop," she said. I felt triumphant at this. Something I was doing was getting to her.

I shoved both fingers even deeper into her asshole, getting off on her sharp gasps and groans. I only stopped when she looked like she was about to start crying out loudly. I did not want to piss off Veronica.

I returned to jamming my dick in and out of her until I felt the familiar tightening of my balls and came hard.

She stood up and turned to face me. "You liked that? You liked hurting me, abi?"

I said nothing as I found my shorts and pulled them on. Her eyes followed my actions and she added. "That's good. We will have some fun with that." She had a mischievous smile on her face as she walked out.

What the hell was that bitch up to this time? I thought, as I got into bed beside Veronica and tried to fall asleep.