CEO's Baby Mama

~ Indiyah

Losing Your Job Sucks.

But you know what sucks even more? It's betrayal. I've had my own share of betrayals in life and believe me, its not a funny experience. Especially when the person who betrayed you, is someone you'd never have expected.

I didn't even know what to think as I run out of the room with glassy eyes. The room that I'd just caught my boyfriend's tongue shoved deep in my bestfriend's pussy.

I'm sure the image will stick forever. Such images tend to stick. They imprint themselves in your fucking mind. They hunt you. Until all you can do is scream, drink to stupor. Or worse, end your life.

But I'm not about to end my life over two ungrateful human beings. Everything in me screamed... Revenge. Fuck someone else. Shove it in his face. So he'd know he isn't the only one who can cheat.

My eyes scanned the room. The population was filled to the brim with the genders with dicks. I didn't just need any guy with a dick. I needed a man better than my ex boyfriend. If I had to revenge, I might as well, do it with the perfect person.

Swaying, sweaty, drunk bodies lolled around the room. Eyes settled on my backside, my exposed cleavage. My silly excuse for a dress rode up my thighs, exposing my creamy thighs. A bait. Hungry eyes burned throuhh my skin.

"Hey, gorgeous."

I tilted my head to the side, taking in the sight before me. This man, with his strong, commanding presence. Standing at 6'5, smelled strongly of cinnamon. Had a strong jawline. Thin kissable lips. A fair amount of ink peeped through his sleeves.

"Hey," I raised my eyes to meet his. I wasn't in the slightest embarrassed that I'd just checked his body out. My now ex boyfriend had a great body from years spent at the gym to impress me. This man, his body was fire. His hands... Big and strong, held a glass of tequila, maybe.

I'm sure they could do something much more better than just holding drinks.

"It's unlikely that a woman of your..." He paused, his eyes raking down my body, hooded and filled with lust. "Why are you alone?"

My body acted on impulse. I reached for the drink in his grasp, bringing it to my lips and gulping it in one go. Not without spilling few drops on my exposed boobs. I hoped he'd take that as an invite.

"Let's take this party somewhere more private?" He asked with darkened eyes.

"Lead the way," I grinned, while letting the empty glass escape my hand.

He hurled me to himself with one, swift deliberate motion. A surprised gasp left my pouted lips, followed by a breathy chuckle. This. The thrill of the moment. The way his free hand groped my boob through my dress. His other hand tightened against my neck. Fingers caressing my lips. I didn't hesitate to suck on a finger when it entered my warm mouth.

"Fuck! Do you feel that? How hard you make me?" He growled into my ears. His hot breath tingling my neck.

"Show me," I giggled. I knowingly pressed my body to his. I rubbed my butt on his crotch, knowing he'd grow painfully harder.

"Stop with the tease, mamacita." One swift motion, and I was upside down, over his shoulders while he made his way to upstairs. Being flung over his shoulders only made my anticipation of my night to come grow.

I was sex starved. I'd have my fill tonight. And I'd show Fred that I could cheat as well. I was done being the understanding girlfriend.

Thoughts about Fred escaped my mind when I landed on the soft, mushy bed, with a soft thud.

"Foreplay?" He gazed at me, his eyes dark with feral lust.

"Just fuck me. Now!" I let out, my hands already untieing the straps holding my dress in place. Soon, it was off and my naked body, glistened under the dim lights.

He unzipped his pants. And his cock jutted out. Hard. Big. Enough to fill me up. My eyes gleamed from just staring at his length.

His fingers reached for my already aching and pulsing core and he withdrew. They were coated. Wet, warm, fluids, painting his hands. He brought his slick fingers to my mouth and I sucked.

"How do you taste?" He asked, pushing his digits further into my mouth, until they were hitting my throat. I gagged.

"Good. But I'd rather have this..." I reached and touched the head of his cock, glistening with precum. "Inside me. Now," I breathed out.

He grinned. "At your service, mamcita."

He laid flat on his back on the bed and I straddled him. I'd ride him. I fucking loved to ride dicks and chase my own pleasure.

Lowering my pussy on his dick, I moaned, the feeling second to none. Pure bliss. Ecstatic. My eyes rolled to the back of my head once I had his cock deep inside of me. With my hands on his chest, I slowly rode his dick.

The sounds of my pussy sliding up and down his dick filled the room.

"Fuck... Fuck... Fuck..." I gasped. The more I slid my pussy along his rigid cock, the nicer it felt. My moans grew loud with each slide and roll of my hips. I'd never felt so full and satisfied in my entire life.

"Fuck... yes... Just like that... mamacita," He groaned, grabbing my ass cheeks and bouncing it on him too.

Every time I sank down on him, my clit rubbed against his pelvis and that was another pleasure on it's own. I rode him faster, harder, chasing the pleasure mounting in between my legs.

"Oh my god.... Oh... my... fucking... gawd!!! I'm gonna come!!!!"  I gasped out loud.

My entire body shook as my orgasm bowled over me. My eyes squeezed shut and my head lolled backwards as the orgasm swept through my body.

I could feel his cock swell in me. With a grunt, followed by a long groan, he pumped his cum deep inside of me. My pussy clenched once more around his cock, as if draining him of every drop of cum he had left.

I shuddered, panting from the intense activity.

A grin formed on my lip as I slid his cock out of me, unashamed.

"You are a fucking goddess, mamacita. Tell me your name," He regarded me once more, as I pulled my dress back on.

"I don't know why you keep calling me that, but I like it. And, I don't fuck and cuddle. Tonight was great. I'd rather get going." I leaned in and kissed his firm, thin lips.

With that, I stalked to the door, swaying my hips a little too extra.