His Immense Desires

THE PARTY

**** JANELLE'S POV****

Typical Steff, making sure she gets what she wants, it's been hours in the boutique yet Steff got no perfect dress according to her to choose from.

I am so tired of standing, my knees, joints, elbows, I mean, practically all my body is hurting.

While I got to stand here and let her select the dress, she goes around talking like a chatter box.

I won't be angry if she's only talking but the fact that she's flirting with a guy is annoying.

So sorry to say but sometimes I feel like steffs", got poor taste in a man, she's just looking for someone to screw.

She gets to blab on how the last guy she met screwed her five times at night and how angry she was when she woke up only to find out that her Fendi nosemask and her Fendi jacket was nowhere to be found She was dumbfounded about the act, because according to her, she saw him too big to stoop so low to steal her properties.

Grateful enough they had lodged in a hotel, she wondered what the guy would have made away with if she actually brought him to her house as he had requested.

"Hey Jane, I found the perfect dress for you, why don't you put on this kimonofor a start, just check it out", Steff whined.

"Excuse me!!!, You want me to wear a seen tight and singlet together for a party, I would never try that", I was damn mad at her.

It seems kinda funny right, yeah I know but it doesn't to me.

"Am just joking Janey, alright check this one out, a black pique jersey pants with a white mink cardigan, damn cool", I looked at the dress, it looked so simple and lady-like.

This is so unusual of Steff, to pick something not exposing, I like that tho.

I don't want to look like all those desperate bitches that do come to parties or clubs looking like sluts, exposing all their cleavages and thighs.

I made a mental appreciation of that.

"Ohh yeah, it's cool, let me go try it on", I was about going into the dressing room when I saw the price tag, I screamed a loud, "Whatttt", the white pink cardigan costs $14,500, while the black pique jersey pants costs $8,950.

Does she think of me as a billionaire's daughter or what, maybe she didn't see the price tag.

I hadn't entered the dressing room so I quickly turned around and made a mental check to tell her to come over to where I stood.

I whispered softly in her ears, "Did you see the price tag off this two clothes you just gave me, the trouser and the shirt, what were you thinking of, when you selected the both?, I asked waiting patiently for her to explain herself to me.

"Yeah, I actually saw the price tag, but please I want you to be spending hard cash, how can you have lots of money, yet it's hard for you to bring them out and spend" Steff said.

Wait was that all she had to say, so funny "Hey Steff listen I'm never wearing such clothes that worths a lot", I said indignantly.

"Yes it actually worths a lot because it's a Fendi product, you get right?", She questioned.

I was just staring right at her, I was speechless, what she said is kinda true tho, let me spend the money, this is the first outing we will be going as first graders.

It's not like am trying to impress anyone tho, but I don't wanna go there looking like a weird. I went in to check the dress, it fitted my slim frame perfectly and showed a little if my belly button, giving methe typical sexy look.

After we were done choosing our dresses we paid for them and left.

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We arrived by 7:30pm in the evening for the party, a party which is meant to commence by 6:00pm.

You can guess how dopie we looked, I didn't even need to check myself in the mirror to know how good looking I am.

Everyone was doing their own thing, I looked across the bar to see some college students smooching each other, I frowned my face immediately.

Can't they just wait till they got home, anyways maybe it's the Jamaican way. Thirty minutes into the party I couldn't find Steff, where is this girl I asked myself.

I turned over to see a guy staring at me, eww, gross, I just shook my head and kept walking in search of steff. I had looked over and over again for her yet she was nowhere to be found.

I decided i had to keep myself busy. I looked over and saw the bar man. "Good evening, please two shots of tequila", he looked at me before decanting the wine into the glass cup.

After I was done with the tequila, I asked him for a strong alcoholic drink. He didn't question me, because he knew i am off age.

He just sighed and gave me a shot, "another one please", he decanted again. I didn't know how many times I said, "another one please", but what I know is that after everything u had taken, I was damn drunk.

I swear that I couldn't even recognize the color of my shoes. I heard someone who spoke like Steff or maybe it's Steff.

"Yo babe, whatcha doin here, me left ya for just an hour and ya ghat yaself so drink ya couldn't stand up", she scoffed in her Jamaican accent.

Her words all sounded blurry to me.

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We went home, I couldn't even take my bath, I touched the waistband of my black pique jersey pant, I was about taking it down, when I got a call from Daniel.

"Yo Da-da-ni-el, whe-re a-ar-are you, I ha-a-ve mi-ss-ed you so much", I stuttered.

"Hey Janey, are you alright, are you sure you're okay?", He asked. "Yeah am definitely okay, you know I lo-lo-ve yo-you s-s-so mu-ch huhh, I definitely doooo", I drawled and started laughing.

"Hey Janey are you drunk?", He asked. At that time I had taken my pique jersey pants off, and I was lift with just my lingerie from waist down.

"No Da-Dan, yo-you know I can never be drunk, I am a good girll right?", I asked him.

"Yes a very good one at that, Janey what are you doing?", He asked.

"I just pulled off my jersey pants and am about to pull off my white pink cardigan", I chuckled lightly.

"What of you?", I asked. "I'm just on my bed", he replied. I kept the phone in between my neck and my shoulder blades so I could remove my cardigan.

Immediately, I tossed it aside and went for my trench wool fendy crop top, which I wore inside the mink cardigan.

I quickly bent down and removed my lingerie pant making me naked down, "Janey what are you doing now?", He questioned.

"I just took off my pants and am left with just my bra, what of you?", "I-i am in, I mean in the ohh sorry I'm standing in front of my bathroom mirror", he replied.

I took off my bra and threw it sideways on the floor, I heard him ask what I was doing", I just took off my bra, I am damn naked", I said and gave into a loud laughter.

I could hear the sound of a zipper being opened, I heard him growl, "Janey can you switch it to a video call?", He asked.

"Ohhhh yeah, all done already", immediately I saw his face, I saw his eyes roll back into his head, he was sweating profusely.

"Can you touch yourself for me?", It sounds weird but I decided to, right then I wasn't in my complete State of mind.

I took my right hand to my clit and pinched it hard, while I rolled my clit between my thumb finger.

My left hand voluntarily went to my firm and caramel colored breast, I squeezed it hard and rolled my tips between my forefingers, "ouch this feels good", I had probably forgotten I was in a video, I gave myself over and over again to the pleasure hitting at me.

I looked at him, he was stroking his dick, I could see his precum on the tip, I wasn't even a bit aroused by what he did.

While all this was happening, my mind kept going back to the tanned skin guy that keeps haunting my dreams and the same guy I had seen earlier.

I kept imagining him telling me to touch myself for him, he told me to touch myself harder.

I came off with a mind shattering scream as I orgasmed, it hit me so hard that my knees bucked and I saw my self on the floor.

I came off with a loud moan, "Rashiddddddddddddd".

Immediately I got myself back, it felt like all the stupor and alcohol had been flushed outta my system, I quickly remembered what happened.

"Danielll????, Goddd what have I done", I asked myself. I swiftly took my hands up to the headrest of my bed, collected my phone and switched it off.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐