Ash had always harbored a deep desire to study abroad. When the opportunity finally presented itself, she was ecstatic and brimming with excitement. Her eagerness to explore a new culture and learn new things was palpable. However, little did she know that her life was about to take a dramatic turn. Upon arriving at her destination, Ash met her new roommate, who was undeniably attractive. They soon became friends with benefits, and Ash was living her best life. However, things took a surprising turn when she met her roommate's best friend, who was even hotter than him. It was then that Ash realized she was attracted to both men. She shared this revelation with them, and they agreed to engage in threesomes, fulfilling a long-standing fantasy of hers. Their sexual escapades were thrilling and fun, but as time passed, Ash began to realize that her addiction to sex was starting to take a toll on her life. She found herself skipping classes, neglecting her studies, and spending all her money on sex parlors. Her addiction became so severe that it strained her relationships with friends and family. One day, Ash's ex-boyfriend Alex joined the same master's program as her. Although they hadn't spoken since their messy breakup, they rekindled their friendship. However, her newfound desires had changed, and Alex wasn't enough, so he opted out. But gave Ash the option of being ready to help as her friend. As her addiction worsened, Ash found herself failing her classes and jeopardizing her future. It wasn't until she hit rock bottom that she realized she needed help. She sought therapy and started attending sessions to overcome her addiction. With Alex by her side throughout. Do they rekindle their love again? Hop on the bandwagon and let's find out.
View More"Ahh ahh ahh" I screamed continuously.
"You like that love?" Will asked in my ear. That turned me on more.
"Harder baby, please"
"Is that enough? Is that enough Ashy?”
He pounded hard into me from behind.
“Yes yes yes. Ahh right there” I screamed and moaned. I was getting to my peak and he was hitting the right spot.
“I’m going to cum Will. Yes just there, don’t stop” I said repeatedly amidst tears. It felt too good.
“Wait for me baby, hold on a little” he groaned.
“I can’t, it’s too much.” I tried holding it, but couldn’t. One more trust and I felt my body went stiff and the vibrations felt like they went on for days. I couldn’t say a word again or scream out my ecstasy. I felt tremors go up and down my body, and Will also went still, pumping into me hysterically.
“Fuck” he cursed as he fell on the bed.
“You really wanna break up babe?” he asked in a low, turning around to look at me.
“Let me get some air, Will.”
***
Four years ago
I’m walking down the road on my way from school. I’ve had classes since morning, and I am exhausted, but I’m also hungry. So I stop at one of those street-side areas to get something to eat. All I see is bread, canned sardines, and boiled eggs, but I don’t like all these, so I keep going. I’m almost home and I haven’t seen anything I can eat, and my stomach actually grumbles to tell me I’m starving.
I go into one of the stores to see if I can get anything better, but all I end up buying is bread for a hundred frs, chocolate for 50frs, and a sachet of juice for 100frs. I plan to eat that, and then get something else to eat when rested.
After getting home and resting, I wake up hungry and realize places are already dark. This means I can’t get anything to cook, so I settle on getting roasted fish. It’s almost month end and I’m down to my last cash, but I really want to eat something nice. I pray to meet the cheap ones.
When I get to the road, everywhere smells so nice. Women can be seen roasting fish, men roasting different types of meat, and even pork. All around, there are drinking spots, bars, and also nightclubs. This is the center of nightlife in my University area.
I go to my usual spot, Auntie Ti’s (short for Tina); she sells the best fish in this area.
“Auntie Ti” I call her in excitement.
“My baby” she replies with the same energy.
I buy from her regularly, so we are that close.
I look at her tray and realize she’s left with just one fish for one thousand frs. But when I go to point it, I realize someone else is also pointing at it.
“I took that first” I quickly say.
“I don’t think so” he replies.
“I think so” I reply back.
“It’s fine, they are countless others. I’ll wait.” That is when I realize we are not pointing at the same fish.
“Auntie Ti please wrap this up for me,” I tell Auntie Ti.
“Ohh, we weren’t even pointing at the same thing” he laughs.
“I don’t like it big,” I say, suddenly getting defensive.
“Oh okay, noted” he replies, smiling at me. And that is when I realize what he is thinking.
“Eww, I was talking about the fish” I retort in disgust, smiling.
“I don’t recall saying I was thinking otherwise” he replies.
I just roll my eyes at him and decide to keep quiet.
Auntie Ti gives my fish in a black plastic and I pay her and turn to leave, but I only take two steps before someone is hovering over me.
“Hey,” it’s the guy from earlier. I look up at him.
“I’m Will, or William or however you want to call it” he blabbers. I give him an inquisitory stare.
“I’m William, Will for short,” he says. I just laugh.
“Okay Will, short for William, what do you want?”
“Your name”
“Just my name? That’s all?”
“For now, yes”
“Ash,” I tell him.
“Ashy,” he says.
“Ash” I correct him.
“I prefer Ashy,” he says. I roll my eyes at him.
“Can you excuse me now?” I demand.
“Can I have your number?” he asks, smiling suspiciously. I actually laugh.
“You said you wanted just my name, Will,” I say.
“I know, but please can I have your number?”
That is how I find myself giving my number to this charming boy.
I take a motorbike to get home, and on my way, I feel my phone vibrate, but I cannot check it because it’s not safe.
When I’m safe in my room, with the door locked, I check my phone, and it’s a message from Will.
This actually makes me smile; it's been long since someone checked up on me.
I’m home safe, thanks. I reply.
Almost immediately, I get a reply from him.
I’m about to reply when my phone rings. I check the caller ID and it's Ben, my boyfriend. Way to spoil the mood, Ben.
“Hello,” I greet.
“Babe, how are you doing?” he asks.
“I’m okay,” I reply.
“You don’t sound okay,” he says in a worried tone.
“That’s because I’m hungry, and actually need to eat”
“Okay babe, call me when you’re done”. And the line goes dead.
There’s a message from Will.
No, was on a call. I reply.
Okay, love. He replies.
Don’t call me that. I protest.
***
I had called Will so we could have a conversation, but before we could conclude, our desires took over. I loved him so much, but I couldn’t do long distance, it wasn’t something built for me.
“I love you Will, and you know that. But I can’t do long distance, you know that.” I tell him in all sincerity.
“But we can make it work, you know I’ll soon join you there,” he said.
“It’s not certain, and I can’t really be waiting for something I’m not even sure about”
“But you love me baby, and that’s all that should matter. Why does distance have to be a barrier in our love?” he inquired.
“You I have needs, and I’ll feel totally guilty if I ever cheated on you. It's better we call it off” I protested.
“Love, please. You know I love you, don’t do this, please” he pleaded with me. I wanted to see reason, wanted to tell him it would be alright, but even I knew that was impossible with me.
“Will…”
“You’ve automatically stopped calling me babe? It’s just Will now?”
“I’m trying here, please understand”
“Okay, what of what I suggested?” he asked.
“I’m not having sex with another person when I have a boyfriend Will” I immediately ended that thought.
“What do you want me to do Ashy?” He was close to breaking down, and it was killing me, I could see the moisture in his eyes.
“Will”
“Ashy please”
“Will” I got down from the bed. I could feel my tear drops as they ran down my cheeks.
He followed me and wiped my tears.
“We can make this work baby. I can wait. I love you, Ash.” That broke me.
That tears started all over again and this time he joined me.
After what seemed like ages, we were both calm.
“I better get going, your mum will soon be home,” he said as he let go of me and headed for the door.
“I’m sorry babe,” I told him.
The look he gave me haunted me for over a year.
I was jolted awake by a loud, persistent banging noise. Disoriented and groggy, I tried to make sense of what was going on. The noise continued, growing louder and more persistent with each passing moment.Panic rising in my chest, my first thought was looking for a safe place to hide, and any object to defend myself with. The banging continues, and I get more scared. I stumble out of bed and make my way to my shoe stand, picking up a high-heeled shoe, ready to use the heel on whoever it was.“Ash,” I heard someone shout from outside. The fact that whoever it was knew my name made me even more scared.“Ash, come on,” the voice said again, and I realized who it was. “Dam?” I said to myself. Why was he knocking on my door at that time of night? I checked my phone to be sure of the time, and it was two o’clock in the morning.I rushed and opened my door, but there was no one there. Then I heard the knocking again, and then I realized it came from the main entrance. I opened the door, and
“Wait, so all you did was refuse to live together and y’all weren’t friends anymore?” Dam asked after staying silent for some time. “That was what started everything. Other things contributed to it, but I don’t want to talk about that now,” I replied. There was more to it, and I was already feeling bad enough. “Okay,” he said. “Do you want to go back inside or let’s just go back home?” “I wanna go home, my spirit is down already,” I looked at him “Sorry, I spoiled your fun night.” “If anybody spoiled the night it was me and my random questions, baby, it's fine, you didn’t do anything,” he said, laughing. We went back home and I decided to call it a night, but I remembered something when I got to my room and just thought to clear the air while it was early. I went to Dams room and he was talking on the phone, so I waited for him to finish. “My buddy is coming over tonight,” he informed me as soon as he got off the phone. “You have more friends?” I asked him. He had friends comin
I had been bowling for some time, but none of my balls managed to knock down all the pins. So I took a break to get some water to quench my thirst. Dam was laughing uncontrollably beside me, and I scowled at him."It's not funny," I snapped at him."But it is," he said, still laughing. "How have you not been able to get all your balls in even once?" he asked."These things are cursed," I grumbled. "I'm usually good at bowling," I told him, which only made him laugh even harder."How long has it been since you went bowling?" he asked, finally stopping his laughter."About three months," I replied."Maybe you just need more time to get used to it again," he suggested."I've seen people bowl so well the first time they try it," I told him."Maybe it was just luck," he suggested, shrugging."Maybe," I agreed. "Anyway, I'm thirsty," I informed him."Okay, there's a bar over there," he pointed to the left. "We can get drinks there.""Okay."He got a beer, and I got a bottle of chilled mango
"What are you doing?" Dam asked me."What does it look like I'm doing?" I asked back."What time is it?" he asked.It was three in the morning, and I hadn't slept all night. I couldn't sleep because of my arousal, and even trying to satisfy myself didn't help. My pussy was constricted and refused satisfaction from my hands. In my head, I just thought maybe it was because I knew there was someone next door who could make it loose.I snuck into Dam's room and saw that he was sleeping with the lights on. He had a hard-on like I thought he would since it was practically morning already. I tried to wake him but he just tossed and turned. When I removed his blanket, I saw that he was naked. His body looked tempting, and for a split second, I thought of giving him a blow job, but I ruled against that because I had a rule of receiving first before ever giving.I couldn't resist touching him though, running my hands over his hairy chest and down to his flat stomach. I touched his dick and he s
I had just finished my assignment when Dam entered the living room.“I’ve never seen you writing in here,” he told me.“I’m doing an assignment, and I needed a new scenario before I lost my mind,” I responded.“Ohh okay,” he said. He looked like he wanted to say something, and I already imagined what he wanted to talk about, but I didn’t want to talk about it.I picked up my books “I’m done though, gonna go shower,” I said, standing up and running to my room. I heard him call my name, but I quickly went in and shut my door.Okay, it was one thing to be very bold at night, but the same confidence didn’t apply during the day, at least for me. Dam had given me a night of pleasure, and I even ended up sleeping in his room, but waking up in the morning and feeling a tad too conscious was not a good thing for me. So I left before he woke up, and I spent all of Saturday and Sunday in the school library, only coming in at night and running to the silence of my room.It was Monday and I’d been
“Ouch,” I shouted when I hit the bed, laughing so hard. The way Damian picked me up when I chose his room was hilarious; he was too fast with that. But he had no time for jokes because within seconds he was on me, sucking on my navel, touching me all over with his left hand, and undoing the buttons on my top with his right hand. He was good with that and I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my mouth.“Your body is so soft, it feels fucking good,” he said when he stopped sucking my navel and sat up to unbutton my top with both hands. I didn’t know how to reply to that, so I just smiled at him.“Ahh,” I cried out in ecstasy when he sucked one of my nipples through my bra. He kept on going, sucking from one nipple and I’d had enough, I needed him to hold the whole thing, so I lifted myself up, ready to take off my bra.“Hey hey, what are you doing?” he asked, stopping me mid-removal. He took off my hands and shook his head.“I want to take it off,” I said, confused.“I’m taking my time
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