Free Mistress by Meisha Camm

Musala, came in three minutes. I didn’t even feel anything. No, wait a minute. All I felt was pain. Blood was everywhere afterward.”
    “Back up here. Who’s Musala?”
    “You know who I’m referring to.”
    “No, I don’t. Who or what are you talking about?”
    “Thomas’s pet name for his dick.”
    “Oh, it sounds more like a name for an African warrior prince or king who rules all over the lands. So did you tell him you didn’t like it?”
    “No.”
    “So the whole thing was terrible. Did he do anything you liked?”
    “Yes. He did play with my nipples and licked my fingers.”
    “Have your toes ever been licked?”
    “No. Does it feel good? You would know.” I giggled.
    “Yes, it feels really good. Toes are very sensitive.”
    “I’ll jot that down in my notes.”
    “Why didn’t you tell him about what you didn’t like?”
    “I was pissed. When I’m mad, things come out worse out of my mouth than if I’ve had time to calm down.”
    “It sounds like you got a case of the first time ‘bad banger.’” Maria laughed.
    “This isn’t funny.” I was ready to hang up on her.
    “I’m so sorry, girl.”
    “Please tell me what to do.”
    “Well, first of all, the first time ever having sex isn’t the greatest. The blood is normal. It shouldn’t happen again. Don’t fret. You’ve got to try again, Alex. Do the sensible thing and go talk to him. Tell Thomas you didn’t like it.”
    “What if he feels as though I’m rejecting him?”
    “It’s the risk you’re going to have to take. Peter always brags about how Thomas and him are mature guys. Then there’s the other solution—Ride his ass. Get on top. It’s feels great, take it from me.”
    I shook my head. “I can’t do it. I don’t have a clue about what I’m doing up there.”
    “You can rent pornos or watch the sex channel. It’s how I learned.”
    “I’m too ashamed to walk into a movie store and rent or buy a porno.”
    “Look if it makes you feel better, we’ll go later on today. I need to freshen up on my techniques as well. First, I need to get my beauty rest. Be ready at seven, tonight,” Maria instructed and hung up the phone.
    The clock read six forty-five. I was on a mission to have a better sex life. I can’t go on this way. Last night wasn’t worth it to open my legs. Well, I take that back. Thomas didn’t know how to work his tongue. I was dressed in all black with sunglasses to match. I didn’t want anyone to recognize me.
    “Alex, where are you going?” Ma asked while I was coming down the stairs.
    “I’m going over to Maria’s house.”
    “All right. Have a good time. By the way, how was the prom? You haven’t told me a single thing about it. Tell me everything.”
    “I’ll tell you when I get back.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed for the door, thinking about what pieces of last night I was going to leave out or add in.
    “Hey,” I said, closing the passenger door.
    “You look as if you’re about to rob a bank. Black is definitely your color.” Maria giggled.
    “This is embarrassing. I just want to get the goods and go.”
    “Did Thomas call you?”
    “Yeah, at least three times.”
    “Girl, please talk to him. Do you want him thinking you’re mad?”
    “No. I don’t know what to say. You and I both know he’s going to ask me about last night. I don’t want to lie to him.”
    “Well, here’s your first lesson on men—Some women fake. I was in that club as well, but now I’ve been set free. Peter knows how to get my kitty purring.”
    “What do you mean by fake ?”
    “Fake an orgasm. You act as if you’re enjoying the sex, but you’re not. I’m here to tell you there will be days where you just don’t feel like doing it, but you will. Why? To please your man. This is vital information I’m telling you, but it’s only for committed relationships, not casual sex buddies. Anyway, you’ll have to do things you don’t want to do. The same thing goes for the