WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

In the grocery store Ruby sat as he ordered the merchandiser at the store to fetch Opula a diamond bracelet, earring and wristwatch. When Opula got to know he was paying the whooping sum of fifty five million dollars for the set of jewelry she went crimson, nagging at Ruby being wasteful.

“Anything for Miss Gorgeous,” Ruby said, and took her to the clothing section. Prior to that time Ruby had perceived Fanny had bought her gold dresses, gowns and lingerie; so it would be ground breaking if he outshone him- Ruby demanded they fetch her gowns and Italian dresses styled and embroidered with diamond. But they weren’t going to give them to her right there. They would bring home later as a surprise for her. Opula only admired the dresses, styled in them and removed it unaware that Ruby had paid for them. They left the clothing section, and prepared to dash home, as they locked hands together and made to the car.

Across the road, Fanny had been in his Rolls Royce limousine, writhing in pain and gnashing his teeth as he beheld Ruby loved up with Opula; kissing and clenching onto her waists in the grocery store and pecking her on the cheeks before entering the car. He stroked his hair in disappointment and wept bitterly. Furiously, he orderd his driver to move on.

Fanny alighted angrily from the limousine upon driving into his compound. He made into the room and saw the three naked women he had ordered out of frustration- on his way back home he had phoned his security to provide him with two Brazilian strippers and one Brazilian whore. The naked women lay with their legs wide open in his bed as they touched themselves, rolled out their tongues and stared at him lustfully the moment he walked in. Seeing them, he paused, and felt the urge in him crumble like a heap of sound being swept away by the ocean. At once he pointed at the door, and ordered them out. He reached for a pack of cigar, slid one stick and lit to smoke, pacing up and down the room, and recalling what he just saw at the grocery store moments ago.

Ruby was yet to understand why Opula chose to sit at the back of the car on their way home; is she avoiding me? Or have I done anything wrong? He thought as they drove home quietly. In few minutes when he looked in the mirror, he saw Opula stroking her big breasts, and smacking her lips lustfully. He busied himself as he watched her squeeze out of her gown, unhooked her bra, slid out her G string, smelled it and tossed it at him and it landed on his head. Gradually he grabbed the thong and smelled it too; she still smelled good down there; something like sweet orange, he thought. He doubted if he was going to be focused on the driving at this time, as Opula had started fingering herself and moaning into his ears; he swallowed hard, and managed to speed home.

Zhang was in the middle of squeezing the breasts of a whore and giving her cunnilingus in bed when his phone buzzed. He ignored the phone, spanked on the big buttocks of the whore, spread her thick legs and bent to her to pound into her vagina when his phone buzzed yet again. The whore moaned and begged him to ignore the call and make love to her.

“Hell no, I can’t do this. This is my buddy,” he replied her and picked up the call; “Hello, fella why are you disturbing my Merry Christmas?” asked Zhang.

“We got a problem here, Zhang,” Fanny said from the other end.

“Come on you are a billionaire. You have what it takes to solve it, the world is your specimen,” replied Zhang, grinning his face and sighing when the whore bent to his penis to give him a head.

“This is matter of life and death, and money can’t buy It.” replied Fanny, coldly, and sniffing

Zhang pushed away the whore’s mouth from his penis, drifted from her and tucked away to the balcony, at the ocean view. “What do you mean? Is anything the matter?” he asked seriously, scowling as anxiety hung across his face.

“Well is about the chase game. I want to call it a quit and have my woman back,” he said, poured himself a rum and took it in a gulp.

“What do you mean, fella, we have been playing this game. The other time you won and you had my woman, I could remember you told me her pussy smells like wild whale, after you fucked her, so what is the fuss with this one, uh?”

“A whole lot,” Fanny replied and pulled out a cigar to light. “I am in love with Opula. My heart beats for her. I wasn’t in my right senses when I gave her up instead of the money. But I want a quit. I want my woman back. I will give the money instead.” he said and drew from his cigar.

“Can you hear yourself? No can you hear yourself; I want a quit. I want my woman back bla bla bla. Come on you just met this girl like wave and you are falling in love. Is it a big deal if Ruby fucks her?”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hell no, he can’t do that. I had an agreement with him. If he dares it..” he paused and sniffed to reserve his comment.

“Come on, devil’s errand boy, don’t create an issue out of this. We have been enjoying this game. Besides if you really wanted to play, you should have kept her at home and played the game with a random bitch. There is nothing that can be done now, and if you don’t mind, some dirty whore in my bed is about to write Christmas on my ass, talk later, Fanny.” He hung up as the whore bent over, pushing and tweaking her big buttocks at him, as he spanked it repeatedly, knelt to it, opened her buttocks’ cheeks and buried his mouth into her vagina.

Her moan left through the walls of the room as a security peeped through the door to feed his eyes.

More HORRIBLE days pulled on…