JASMINE POV
"Pick up your glasses ladies, let's make a toast to our girl" Sassy,one of my friends shouted at the top of her voice and others joined with excitement.
"Cheers to long life, more wins,good health,love and sex she added.
Hmm hmm I fake clearing my throat after hearing the word love and sex. Jezzzz I almost puked.
"And friendship Sassy not love and sex, I concluded she then chuckled as we all clicked glasses.
I took my glass to my lip and gulped it all down my throat before setting the glass back on the table.
" But hold on a sec Jasmine, When are you going to have a man in your life?" Sassy shot the question.
"Let's not go into this now. Don't get on my nerves,Sassy". I replied immediately, giving her a bombastic side eye which I knew would not stop her from addressing the topic anyways.
" C'mon Jas , you're 28 years already without a man. What the heck is that?" Sassy asked with a little laugh.
" But honestly Jasmine you seem to amaze me at times" Khloe shook her head, dropping her glass of wine and then running a hand through her red curly bouncy hair.
" Would you guys let her be? C'mon let the poor girl breathe" Zara cut in.
" But honestly It's been a long time girl, Let a man fuck you hard, release some orgasms honestly don't you want to release an orgasm?" Sassy went on anyway.
" Don't you…. Don't you get sexual urges?" Khloe cut in.
"Enough y'all leave me the heck alone" i shot them a more serious glare and that seemed to make them realize I was damn serious. Let's all not ruin today with silly questions I added.
"The truth was… yes I did. I did get sexual urges but I'd jerk off and yes I am 28 today. Happy birthday to me without a man in my life but it's not my fault anyways.
It's better to jerk off than be in a relationship with a man and not get satisfied with sex. That has been my problem with men in my past so I chose to be single.
One thing about me. I love sex so much, mostly foreplay and I had this brave font to let my ex's know what I like and how I liked it and how I want it. I was straight forward and I knew what I wanted. I wasn't shy to talk about how I want to be fucked, I love when sex is being created like an art. Men just wanna have sex to satisfy their urge forgetting sex should be an art.
Sex not being created as an art is something I hate and that's why I had to keep away from dating, loving or having sex and rather jerk off but I had heard enough on these topics.
"Hey Jas, what are you thinking about, you seem lost".
" Of course not" I faked a smile, picking up my glass of wine.
"Aren't we going to dance?" Khloe asked.
Just as she asked, three handsome men with masks approached our table.One came to me.
"Hey beautiful, care to dance? He said stretching forth his hand towards me like I'm one Disney princess. No thank you, I brushed it away.
"There goes Miss.Hard to get.
C'mon, have some fun! We are celebrating you here".
I rolled my eyes at the statement.
" I really don't want to dance dude " I said to the guy that approached me and he left disappointed.
" You being an asshole right now.Sassy pressed.
" Let the poor girl be. She isn't in the mood right now" Zara spoke on my behalf.
" There we go again. Miss. supporter supporting Miss. hard to get.
"I don't feel like dancing either y'all just go ahead and leave us the hell alone Zara added.
"Alright". Khloe and Sassy left with the men who accompanied them to dance while Zara sat beside me.
" Troublesome girls," she laughed.
" I don't know how I met them, honestly. I laughed too.
I had met every other person here from college but Zara has been my childhood friend since we were little.
Happy birthday once again SIS I wish you all the best in life and more wins Zara said. Thank you so much for being a good friend Jasmine. I love you, she added.
"Thank you so much Zara, I love you too," I replied.
"But honestly Jasmine, shouldn't you consider what they talked about earlier?. She cut in.
"C'mon Zara, let's not talk about it, not today at least" I replied, shrugging it off.
"Okay okay Jas, so it's your day and you know birthday happens once in a yearrrr".
This is Zara trying to cheer me up because honestly nothing spoils my mood when they bring up sex or love. Aside from that, my father's absence still haunts me, even years after his death. His memory lingered like smoke I couldn't clear. God… I miss him so much. I had spent so much time pretending to be fine, building my little empire of events and clients, but tonight, the loneliness was louder than the music.
" Here, take a drink. Zara handed me a glass of vodka. Let's have some fun and forget the whole thing. Today we'll drink up and get drunk, she added.
We both got up and joined others to dance.
There I was dancing like my life depended on it not minding who's watching.
"Hey everyone, tonight we celebrate a dear friend Jasmine. It's her 28th birthday," Sassy said on stage with a mic .
"What the fuck" I muttered lowly with a mix of anger
"We'll need you to come on stage Jasmine and let's watch you dance . I know you're gonna have me killed afterwards but I don't care" she added with a mix of laughter.
"You fucking bitch, if I truly get my hands on you I'm gonna kill you" I muttered.
Honestly, if there was a way to get rid of her I would. I had never faced a crowd in my life not to talk of dancing in front of them like a stripper that I'm not.
I felt so embarrassed and had no ounce of confidence because everyone was staring and at the same time cheering.
I insulted the hell out of Sassy in my mind because she knows I hated this but yay it's my birthday and it comes once in a year.
"Hey Jas," Khloe handed a glass of vodka to me, "drink this to boost your confidence up there. Show us what you got", she added.
I collected the glass from her because yes that was the only way to level up my confidence. And it's my birthday so why shouldn't I dance and be happy?
I drank up the vodka like water and my throat burnt but I didn't care.
"Thanks Khloe", I said, then I walked up on the stage.
This is me facing the crowd for the first time and it was weird but dope the alcohol had started having its effects on me then the dj Played me a song which was my favorite by my favorite upcoming artist "Fuckboy Anthem by Benjackson Troy "
Jasmine! Jasmine! all my friends began to cheer then everyone joined. The crowd of men and women with masks on chanted as I danced. The alcohol already had its effects completely and I didn't know when I started stripping on stage.
Loud music filled the entire club and I got so lost completely .
It looked like today's birthday would be worthwhile. Removing my silk wine dress . I swayed my hands towards the pole on stage dressed in a red sexy lace g-string and began grinding against it like a slut that I'm not completely lost.
While dancing I felt something weird in my body. It wasn't really weird but it was weird in this situation. I was feeling hot. I stopped dancing,let out a breath from my mouth wondering what was happening all of a sudden.
"Jas ,are you okay Zara came up on stage jezz you stink of alcohol one minute away from you and you're in a mess?" She took me down from the stage as Khloe and Sassy joined her.
"What's wrong with Jasmine?" Sassy asked.
"I'm fine, girls". I replied swiftly and drunk but I was far from fine.
The feeling which started only a minute ago had grown so quickly.
"Oh Jas we need to get you home" Zara said.
"Yes, that's a good idea," Khloe added.
I couldn't explain what was going on with me but I knew finding a solution at the moment was more important than finding out the problem behind this.
They put on my dress, grabbed their bags and mine .
"Let's drop you off Jasmine", they said, hanging my hands on their shoulders.
I had felt horny a couple of times. In fact more than a couple of times but never this much. It felt like a burning that had to be satiated as soon as possible. It was like a mad craving that was tearing through me.
They got me into their car because I didn't carry my car and fortunately for me my apartment wasn't far from the fucking club, But every single minute on the way was torture. The thought of fucking myself in this car came to my head but I refused to do so.
It was so crazy that I had to beg Zara to drive faster, lying to her that I needed to rest.
This situation was crazier than I ever thought.
" Don't worry, we're almost at your estate okay." Zara said.
Getting home, where only I live in one of the blocks of duplexes, a neat row of identical homes tucked inside a gated compound. Each unit mirrored the other, cream-colored walls, red-tiled roofs, and small balconies that overlooked the shared driveway.
"We're here now, let's take you inside" , said Khloe.
"No thanks girls I can go from here" I refused to let them take me inside so they won't know what's wrong.
I swiftly alighted, almost forgetting to grab my bag along with me. I stood
waving at them while watching them leave, feeling extremely light headed and so fucking horny.
As they left I walked slowly struggling to get into my apartment .
Luckily for me the door was unlocked.
" I had forgotten to lock the door ? What the fuck" , I said to myself.
Getting into the apartment ,I slammed the door shut.
The room was dark when I stumbled in, kicking off my shoes. I didn't notice that the faint smell of cologne wasn't mine. Or that the couch wasn't where it should be. Or that the walls were lined with paintings I'd never seen before.
I was like a bitch in a heat at this point and there was nothing I wanted more than relief. Relief from an orgasm but not one orgasm.
I couldn't go to the room. I was too weak to climb the staircase.
I removed my wine silk gown with a hast, stomped on the couch and spread my legs apart widely.
At this point I craved my darkest fantasies where I'm hanged like an animal , blindfolded like an abductee and fucked like a slut . I craved my darkest fantasies badly and a huge dick inside of me to destroy my pussy badly. But I didn't think that would happen so I had to improvise because I was going crazy.
I brushed my finger on my pussy, feeling the wetness of it. I trembled. I couldn't believe I was this wet and horny. Could it be that I took so much alcohol?. This wasn't normal at all.
"Oh my fucking God" i pushed a small finger into my pussy and quivered while my other hand fondled my tit.
"Oh fuck shit" I moaned softly, my back gently arching as I felt my climax quickly approaching because I was so fucking horny.
"Fuck" I bit down on my lips, fondling harder at my tit.
I was almost close to cumming. Soft moans and pleasure cries left my lips and then…..
And then the door was suddenly thrown open.
My eyes which had been half closed in my pleasure opened and my gaze fell on the man at the door.
I froze. My eyes blinked open slowly.
Who…. Who…. Who the fuck are you? I struggled to finish my sentence while fingering my pussy.
"Aargh" I bit on the throw pillow as I released hard in front of him.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I released my nut shamelessly, naked in front of this smoking hot man
He stood close to the door, 6'3 tall and broad, his face half-hidden in the dark. His chest was bare, every line of muscle sharp against his brown skin, and his brown eyes locked onto mine like they had been watching me the whole damn time.
Heat crawled up my neck. My hand shot to cover my mouth.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
He didn't look shocked. He didn't even look offended. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, his lips tugging into the faintest, most infuriating smirk.
"Well," he drawled, his voice deep and husky, sending shivers straight down my spine. "That's one hell of an orgasm
you just gave yourself."
My stomach dropped. This… this wasn't my room.
And this man?
I had no idea who the hell he was, but a man this hot would have a huge dick that I needed right now.