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(Fucking) Stela


Evaloves4

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I didn’t work yesterday. It was All Saints holiday and I stayed home with the children. My luvs went to work for Antonio. The children were occupied with helping grandmas in the kitchen, so I had some time to be on LL although they came to my office from time to time to “check” on me. My luvs returned home after few hours. Having kissing the children first, they came to kiss me in the office. Her hair was messy just like her “put-on-in-a-hurry” makeup, while my Prince had love bites and marks on his neck and the right cheek. They told me what happened after taking the shower. Returning home from Antonio’s agency after delivering the report about successfully done job they stopped in one café for cappuccino.

Ivy (to me): Say, honey, what do you think we met in the café?

Me: I have no idea.

Ivy: Fucking *Stela!!! The bitch from high school! (*Stela = fake name)

Me: No shit!

Ivy: Yeeees. She is fat like pig! Just like her boyfriend!

Me: How is she?

Ivy: Oh, she works “there and there” ........ Her life actually didn't changed much after the high school, unlike her body.

Me (chuckling): Yes, I remember her. She was real bitch ……. She never liked me .... (And she was mean to me always telling anyone about me calling me lesbian slut. She never stopped hating me and spreading bad rumors about me no matter how many times my Ivy beat her. She was actually jealous at me for I could have any girl and boy I want. Yes, I seduced several girls too and had sex with them. I had very pretty face and developed body although being skinny).

Ivy: Fucking fat pig still hates you. I had to teach her some manners ......

Me: Really? Tell me.

Ivy: Well, seeing me smooching with Prince, she approached to our table having big smile on her face.

Stela: Hi! Ivy, is that you?

Ivy: Yes, I am. Who are you?

Stela: I can’t believe you’re not recognizing me …… I’m Stela, we attended same class in the “X” high school, “that and that years.”

Ivy (to me): When I recognized her, she told me about herself in short never asked me about me, but about you, and she was very rude.

Stela: Say, do you know anything about that skinny lesbian slut, Eva that you two hung around all the time? I wonder what is she doing and how many cocks she sucked, fucking skinny whore ….

Ivy: As a matter of fact Stela, Eva and I are married and this handsome guy here is our husband, Prince …. I friendly warning you to stop talking badly about our wife.

Ivy (to me): She was stunned. But she had to be a bitch again.

Stela. Or what, Ivy? What will you do to me? Will you beat me like you did in the high school …… Well, Mrs ladder, I am not afraid of you anymore. My boyfriend is here and he will protect me.

Ivy: Stela, you fucking have no idea whom are you messing with. Now, leave our table before I punch you in your fucking piggy face.

Ivy (to me): She was pissed off but she returned to her table. When her boyfriend joined her, she was telling him about me constantly looking at me. Very soon they approached to our table and he said to me:

- I want you to apologize to my girlfriend, skinny!

Prince: Whoa, pal. You have no right to demand anything from my wife. It is between her and your girlfriend. Let them even the scores.

Ivy (to me): Stela’s boyfriend said to Prince to fuck off before he show him his place. But honey (chuckling), before stupid fuck realized what happened, Prince slapped him so quick that he remained stunned. Then he twisted his arm, and took him out of the café. Stela was punching his back shouting: “Let go, motherfucker!” I restrained her and we came behind the café. Then Prince said to her bf: “It looks to me that my wife and your gf have unsettled scores from their past. I suggest to let them finish it once for all and to go our own ways.” He agreed and I said to Stela how I am willing to forgive all if she apologize for talking bad about our wife. She didn’t want to, but kept calling us lesbian horny bitches and whores. I started to beat her. Her boyfriend couldn’t be still and he tried to help her, but Prince stopped him knocking him down. When Stela said she had enough, Prince told them both: “I believe this is it. No more fucking things from the past. Just go home and forget all about this.” They both moaned in pain but they got up and left. I was soooo horny that I had to fuck Prince. And we had very wild sex standing against café wall. Honey, I had fucking aweeeesome orgasm. Then we came home.

I kissed them both. Unfortunately for me, my past came after me again and no matter how hard I try to press it down or escape it, it is always there, ambushing me. Anyway, I have husband and wife who still loves me regardless of my dark spot in my life, and they will always love me, because of what I am. Love covers many mistakes and sees good. My Ivy and I changed, unlike Stela who feeds on peoples’ bad past. One day her past will get her too because none of us aren’t angels.

Edited by EvalovesEP

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53 minutes ago, worik said:

:classic_unsure: I fail to understand what it is with such people.

> Damn! Some people just don't change. They enjoy to be stinking piece of shit all their lives. I believe in justice that one day, people like her will suffer the same consequences of their deeds.

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3 hours ago, Jay-Omms said:

What can you say? Haters gonna hate and then moan in pain afterwards. :sweat_smile::heart:;):thumbsup:

> It pains my Prince and me to see stubborn people who rather choose enmity and pain than reasonable solution. I guess it is the matter of the too big ego and pride. :(

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There is always tension between the possibilities we aspire to and our wounded memories of past mistakes.

Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression.

Your past is meant to guide you, not define you.

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19 minutes ago, dharvinia said:

There is always tension between the possibilities we aspire to and our wounded memories of past mistakes.

Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression.

Your past is meant to guide you, not define you.

> Very wise words. Thank you. :) That's why I founding comfort and my solid rock in the love of my luvs they have for me.

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