Chapter 11 : Twists of lust : a day full of surprises

After answering the phone, I heard a girl's voice on the other side. Her voice sent shivers down my spine. She said, "Hello, sir, this is my phone you answered. I don't know how it slipped from me. All I want is my SIM card. Please return it, and I'll give you the money you need." I replied, "Wait a moment, who mentioned anything about money?" She said, "If it's not about money, I'll give you anything you want." A thought crossed my mind, "If she's desperate enough to retrieve her phone, maybe I can take advantage of the situation a bit." 

So, I responded, "I'll return the phone, but with one condition." She asked, "And what is this condition?" I replied jokingly, "The number of digits in the phone is the time you'll spend with me." I said this teasingly, testing her while hearing her laughing . She began laughing and said something that shocked me, "Can you live up to what you say, or is it just words from a horny boy?" Wait, how did she understand what I meant? Perhaps she's a prostitute or something similar. Laughing, I replied, "I'm the one concerned for your safety, especially in these moments." I said this confidently, especially the fish effect is still going. She responded, "Are you serious? Alright, tell me your address, and I'll come to you wherever you are." Oh, what a golden opportunity.

I informed her of the house address, and she said, "I'm close to that address. Wait a bit, and I'll be there." I told her, "You'll find me at the front door." I went outside, waited, and moments later, a woman in her 20s or 30s appeared, turning her head in search. She took out a new phone, at that moment I confirmed that she is some kind of prostitute. She had two phones one for work and second for personal life. She unlocked it with a fingerprint and made a call. The phone rang, and I recognized it was her. I answered, and she said, "I'm at the place you described. Where are you?" I replied, "I'm right in front of you." I began to wave , she approached, bursting into laughter.

 She said, "So, you're the one. Okay, young man, give me the phone so I can leave." I looked at her angrily, "We have an agreement. If I don't lie, fulfill your part of the deal, and then I'll give you the phone." She told me, "I thought you were mature, but you still seem still a little boy . I don't want to waste my time with a young boy. Come on, give me the phone." I said, "I may look young, but I have principles. The phone won't be yours until you fulfill your part of the agreement. Let's go inside, and then you can judge." She laughed and said, "Let's go in and do what you want, but don't just tickle me."

I told her, "Enter quickly while the street is still empty, and I'll show you the tickle." She entered the house; I took her to the room, locked the door, and began kissing and touching every part of her. I undressed her and threw her on the bed, starting to have sex with her intimately. I took her in various positions. After a while, she started panting and said, "You're a man of your word. Now give me my phone; I'll leave." I started laughing and said, "Who told you we're done? We've just begun." I rolled her over and stopped her on all fours.

 She expected me to penetrate her vagina, saying, "Come on, boy, hurry up and finish." But I had another plan. I pushed into her anus, and she started screaming, "Stop, stop, this is painful!" I pulled her by her hair and said, "Shut up, you whore. No one tells Mickey when to stop." I continued to engage with her from behind until after a while, her words changed from "stop" to "don't stop." After finishing, I lay beside her, and she looked at me, saying, "Honestly, this is how real men are." It seems she fell in love with me.

And after moments, she got up to put on her clothes. She turned to me and said, "Give me your phone number, so I can reach you again if I need you." I noted down my number for her. I opened the door for her to leave while I went to take a shower. Imagine me in the shower, even after all that sex i keep jerking , I started to feel a sense of fear about what had happened. I was afraid of going out to the street and screwing everyone. I also remembered Brad. I am 100% sure he raped the waitress or someone on the way. I stepped out of the shower, dressed, and sat on the couch watching TV. 

After a while, Brad came in, and the moment he saw me, he started shouting, "Damn you, Mickey! This is the last time you'll cook anything, you damn bastard. Since I had that fish, I've been constantly erect. I was going to rape Amy for real. The whole time, I was trying to hide my erection." I started laughing and told him, "What bad luck you have. If you had stayed with me at home, you would have had the best sex of your life." I began telling him what happened to fuel his jealousy. I could see anger in Brad's lips. Then, after a moment, Adam and Jacob returned. They greeted and sat down. I got up and gave them the fish for them to eat. Everyone mus

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