Ivanka P.O.V."Hello Mr. Sexy Lawyer Man. I called to tell you that I called him, and he agreed to give me the house. I told him my lawyer would call him this week to arrange a good time for him to sign the house over in a Quick Claim Deed. He agreed to sign it over any day this week. And I called to tell you that I will play your girlfriend. Since I am this sad, ugly pathetic woman who, it seems, is destiny to never ever, ever, ever, ever lose my virginity. I will forever be the catwoman. I am going to be the sad, dried-up old lady with cobwebs embedded deep in my Vaajayjay." I informed him without stopping to breathe."Are you drunk? Where are you? Tell me. I am coming to get you. Don't move!" demanded Attorney Michael Ambruso, and I could hear him moving around."I am at club 5217, but I don't need you to come get me or your pity. You are fine as hell. I am the ugly, black bitch that can't even give away her pussy. Life sucks. You know what, I don't really care about Jared being wi
Ivanka P.O.V.My mind drifted back to Jared. He said he would never lie to me or break my heart. He told me he would take care of me.He told me he loved me. He promised to spend the rest of our lives in love with me and devoted to making me happy. He told me that we'd be happy together for the rest of my life."Stupid! I am such a fool! I can't even tell the difference between a gay man and a straight man." I grumbled, shaking my head as I let my gaze drift into the distance.I was stupid to believe him. Stupid to let myself be blinded by my emotions. My insecurities.But, wait I am confused. The way he kissed me and looked at my breasts. That makes Amir bisexual and not gay, right? No, his ass is so fucking gay. The way he was bent over and throwing that ass back. It was not his first rodeo, and he is clearly a huge fan of dick. Besides, does it matter we don't date men that like dick, period.I scowled, thinking about it all and hating it more by the second. Every second I shared w
Ivanka P.O.V.Suddenly, he curled his hand around the back of my neck. "I have wanted you since the moment I lay eyes on you." My breath caught in my throat. I inhaled sharply, with my heart racing. "Me, too."Damn, was I really about to finally lose my virginity?"I want you so badly." he murmured into my ear, his cock brushing against my ass and his other hand wrapped around my hip, with long, manly and large fingers stroking the front of my hips, getting closer to my pussy. I knew he was trying to be a gentleman and give me the opportunity to back out."I want you, too. Please." I whispered, my pussy throbbing."Are you sure I am not a small man? Are you sure you want to spend the night in my bed letting me taste you and fuck your brains out?"Fuck, if this is wrong. I don't want to be right.I wanted him so badly, and I couldn't stop my pussy from aching for him. I chewed on the inside of my lip and whimpered softly, as his hard cock pressed against my dress that barely covered my
Ivanka P.O.V."You didn't know that you could squirt, did you?" he asked with a proud grin on his handsome face."No! I didn't!" I panted, still trying to catch my breath."Well, let's see what else I can make your body do for me. Come here. I wanted to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. Take as much as you can in." he ordered me as he rubbed my clit a couple more times until I climaxed again. Then he released me and lay back on the bed, his back against the headboard. Hungrily, I crawled down the bed and between his legs. After that, I took his big, fat cock in my hand and slipped the head into my mouth, as my tongue swirled around the top of his cock.When his big hard cock was wet, I slowly sank my head down upon it. Resulting in me taking it deep into my throat until I gagged. Lying flat on my stomach with my tits pressed against the bed and my legs swaying back and forth in the air, I bobbed my head up and down on him, letting the spit and drool run down my chin and throat."
Author P.O.V.The next morning in the W hotel's restaurant ......."Uncles Ali, Omar, Ibrahim, Hasan, Muhammad, Khalid and Youssef, I am so happy that you came all this way to surprise the new couple. I know that all of you were ecstatic when I called last night, informing everyone that they hit it off well. Sparks were definitely flying with the new couple. My job as a matchmaker, I believe, is finally over." voiced Claire, sounding extremely proud of herself and happy."I know, but Amir is so picky. We wanted to see for ourselves." replied Omar."I came to make sure he doesn't do anything to mess it up with Ivanka. I like her out of all of your friends and believe she will make a nice addition to the family. I believe, given time, we can get her to convert as well. She is a good girl." conveyed Khalid."I think so too. Besides, his mother is ready for grandchildren. I am tired of hearing her whine about his lack of effort in that area to make it happen." declared his father, Youssef
Ivanka P.O.V."Hmmmmm........"My eyelids and body felt so heavy. Is it morning already? I have to go to work.....I breathed in deeply as I still kept my eyes tightly shut. It must be morning, and I don't want to get up. This bed feels so damn soft and comfortable that I could sleep in it forever.Wait........I gasped as I bolted up into a sitting position. I knew instantly.... I wasn't in my hotel room.Where am I?Squinting my eyes against the sunlight pouring in through a crack in the curtain and onto my face, I started to look around. My body still felt tired and heavy from sleep, and probably because of all the drinks I had last night.Looking around, it seemed like I was in a very upscale master bedroom, and it screamed masculine. I didn't see any femininity in the superb large master bedroom at all, and I was all alone. I was sitting on a king-size canopy dark wood bed with a black accent wall in the master bedroom along with a gigantic black mirror.Suddenly, I remember ever
Ivanka P.O.V.Next, I took a deep breath, grabbed my dirty clothes to put in his washer and dryer as well as my clutch and cellphone. Then, I walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs, following the smell of his delicious food and the sound of Enrique Iglesias singing his famous love song,"Cuando me enamoro." Michael seemed to be happily singing along until he saw me and stopped bashfully."Good morning, Michael. The food smells amazing. I hope it tastes good, too!" I said in a teasing tone."It does just not as good as you." he replied with a smirk on his handsome face. I could not help but look away and blush."That's cute. You are still blushing at words. I would have thought you would be less shy and bashful after our very adventurous night. Why do you have your clothes in your hands?" he probed shirtless with only gray sweatpants on and slides on his feet. His gray sweatpants were hugging his lower abs, his dick print and his ass nicely. Mary Lou could not help but get excite
When my cousin eloped with my fiancé to Las Vegas and posted her wedding video and announced on Facebook, she blamed me.She told everyone I was so neglectful of my fiancé that I deserved this betrayal. Our family became divided on the matter. She told everyone that I was so focused on caring for my dying father and work that I failed to be present for my fiancé emotionally, mentally, spiritually and physically.What hurt me the most was my own mother and siblings taking her side against me. Why do they always treat me like the black sheep of the family? And why do they always try to portray me as the villain? Why do they always treat me like a second-class citizen, like the maid in my own home......... in my own family?My cousin Keisha Yvonne Harris has always been mean to me for no reason. She has always tried to compete with me, even in school. My cousin Keisha has always been the very helpful type. She's always ready to lend a helpful hand if it will benefit her. She has always t
Ivanka P.O.V.Next, I took a deep breath, grabbed my dirty clothes to put in his washer and dryer as well as my clutch and cellphone. Then, I walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs, following the smell of his delicious food and the sound of Enrique Iglesias singing his famous love song,"Cuando me enamoro." Michael seemed to be happily singing along until he saw me and stopped bashfully."Good morning, Michael. The food smells amazing. I hope it tastes good, too!" I said in a teasing tone."It does just not as good as you." he replied with a smirk on his handsome face. I could not help but look away and blush."That's cute. You are still blushing at words. I would have thought you would be less shy and bashful after our very adventurous night. Why do you have your clothes in your hands?" he probed shirtless with only gray sweatpants on and slides on his feet. His gray sweatpants were hugging his lower abs, his dick print and his ass nicely. Mary Lou could not help but get excite
Ivanka P.O.V."Hmmmmm........"My eyelids and body felt so heavy. Is it morning already? I have to go to work.....I breathed in deeply as I still kept my eyes tightly shut. It must be morning, and I don't want to get up. This bed feels so damn soft and comfortable that I could sleep in it forever.Wait........I gasped as I bolted up into a sitting position. I knew instantly.... I wasn't in my hotel room.Where am I?Squinting my eyes against the sunlight pouring in through a crack in the curtain and onto my face, I started to look around. My body still felt tired and heavy from sleep, and probably because of all the drinks I had last night.Looking around, it seemed like I was in a very upscale master bedroom, and it screamed masculine. I didn't see any femininity in the superb large master bedroom at all, and I was all alone. I was sitting on a king-size canopy dark wood bed with a black accent wall in the master bedroom along with a gigantic black mirror.Suddenly, I remember ever
Author P.O.V.The next morning in the W hotel's restaurant ......."Uncles Ali, Omar, Ibrahim, Hasan, Muhammad, Khalid and Youssef, I am so happy that you came all this way to surprise the new couple. I know that all of you were ecstatic when I called last night, informing everyone that they hit it off well. Sparks were definitely flying with the new couple. My job as a matchmaker, I believe, is finally over." voiced Claire, sounding extremely proud of herself and happy."I know, but Amir is so picky. We wanted to see for ourselves." replied Omar."I came to make sure he doesn't do anything to mess it up with Ivanka. I like her out of all of your friends and believe she will make a nice addition to the family. I believe, given time, we can get her to convert as well. She is a good girl." conveyed Khalid."I think so too. Besides, his mother is ready for grandchildren. I am tired of hearing her whine about his lack of effort in that area to make it happen." declared his father, Youssef
Ivanka P.O.V."You didn't know that you could squirt, did you?" he asked with a proud grin on his handsome face."No! I didn't!" I panted, still trying to catch my breath."Well, let's see what else I can make your body do for me. Come here. I wanted to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. Take as much as you can in." he ordered me as he rubbed my clit a couple more times until I climaxed again. Then he released me and lay back on the bed, his back against the headboard. Hungrily, I crawled down the bed and between his legs. After that, I took his big, fat cock in my hand and slipped the head into my mouth, as my tongue swirled around the top of his cock.When his big hard cock was wet, I slowly sank my head down upon it. Resulting in me taking it deep into my throat until I gagged. Lying flat on my stomach with my tits pressed against the bed and my legs swaying back and forth in the air, I bobbed my head up and down on him, letting the spit and drool run down my chin and throat."
Ivanka P.O.V.Suddenly, he curled his hand around the back of my neck. "I have wanted you since the moment I lay eyes on you." My breath caught in my throat. I inhaled sharply, with my heart racing. "Me, too."Damn, was I really about to finally lose my virginity?"I want you so badly." he murmured into my ear, his cock brushing against my ass and his other hand wrapped around my hip, with long, manly and large fingers stroking the front of my hips, getting closer to my pussy. I knew he was trying to be a gentleman and give me the opportunity to back out."I want you, too. Please." I whispered, my pussy throbbing."Are you sure I am not a small man? Are you sure you want to spend the night in my bed letting me taste you and fuck your brains out?"Fuck, if this is wrong. I don't want to be right.I wanted him so badly, and I couldn't stop my pussy from aching for him. I chewed on the inside of my lip and whimpered softly, as his hard cock pressed against my dress that barely covered my
Ivanka P.O.V.My mind drifted back to Jared. He said he would never lie to me or break my heart. He told me he would take care of me.He told me he loved me. He promised to spend the rest of our lives in love with me and devoted to making me happy. He told me that we'd be happy together for the rest of my life."Stupid! I am such a fool! I can't even tell the difference between a gay man and a straight man." I grumbled, shaking my head as I let my gaze drift into the distance.I was stupid to believe him. Stupid to let myself be blinded by my emotions. My insecurities.But, wait I am confused. The way he kissed me and looked at my breasts. That makes Amir bisexual and not gay, right? No, his ass is so fucking gay. The way he was bent over and throwing that ass back. It was not his first rodeo, and he is clearly a huge fan of dick. Besides, does it matter we don't date men that like dick, period.I scowled, thinking about it all and hating it more by the second. Every second I shared w
Ivanka P.O.V."Hello Mr. Sexy Lawyer Man. I called to tell you that I called him, and he agreed to give me the house. I told him my lawyer would call him this week to arrange a good time for him to sign the house over in a Quick Claim Deed. He agreed to sign it over any day this week. And I called to tell you that I will play your girlfriend. Since I am this sad, ugly pathetic woman who, it seems, is destiny to never ever, ever, ever, ever lose my virginity. I will forever be the catwoman. I am going to be the sad, dried-up old lady with cobwebs embedded deep in my Vaajayjay." I informed him without stopping to breathe."Are you drunk? Where are you? Tell me. I am coming to get you. Don't move!" demanded Attorney Michael Ambruso, and I could hear him moving around."I am at club 5217, but I don't need you to come get me or your pity. You are fine as hell. I am the ugly, black bitch that can't even give away her pussy. Life sucks. You know what, I don't really care about Jared being wi
Ivanka P.O.V."Hey, bartender! I need shots of patron, and please keep them coming."The bartender quickly provided me with a line of five shots and salt. I licked my hand and sprinkled salt on it and licked and then drank my first shot. I repeated the order five times and then ordered five more patron shots. I took them all down."Do you need anything else?" asked the bartender, eyeing me."Tell me something do I look pretty. Do you think I am sexy?" I questioned him."Yes! I do!" he quickly replied as he licked his lips at me."Do you think I am fuckable?" I asked, letting the liquid courage set in."Very! I love that dress on you. Tell me, is a pretty little lady like you having boyfriend problems?" he probed, giving me a knowing look."Boyfriend problems! Yes! These men ain't shit, and I am not going to take it anymore. I am going to stand up for myself right now. I am mad as hell, and I am not going to be a pushover anymore. I need some more liquid courage to make my first call,
Micheal P.O.V.After meeting with her family, I am fuming when I find out Ivanka is threatening to file a complaint against my practice.One bad date later turned into a chance encounter with an amazing woman.Now, I want to know why her family hates her so much, and I want to see her again. I already see what that idiot saw in her, but why would he entertain the crazy cousin? I have no clue. Ivanka is prettier, so I am lost.She left me speechless last night. I am never at a lost for words, especially around beautiful women.After I left her last night, I ordered my people to hurry up with that full report on Ivanka Marie Harris. By lunch today, I had found out all about her sad life story, and I was determined to help her right some wrongs.So by 2:30 p.m. when she got off her job, I was waiting outside the school for her to step out. She looked beautiful and surprised to see me.I quickly asked her to go for a ride with me. She agreed, and went for a drive in my BMW, a black-on-bla