Sexually Oriented

ZERO sat on the black leather couch in the VIP section of the club, having a precious moment with his drink.
“What’s wrong with you, Zero? Do you have any problem?” One of his colleagues asked. “You seem not in your usual state. I’d never seen you with other girls lately,” the man added.
Zero smirked and drank into his glass again while his eyes were flirting with the black girl at the next table.
“Zero?”
He arched his brow and looked at his companion. “What?”
“I’m asking what’s your problem and what’s with the sudden change—”
“You’re just being paranoid. I’m still Zero. I still fuck five times a day,” he replied.
The man grinned. “Oh. Don’t fool around, Zero Cohen. Maybe the rumor was right.”
His forehead creased and gazed at the man. “What rumor?”
The man sipped on his glass and put it down before gazing back at him. “That you’re getting weak.”
He arched his brow and played with his drink, turning the glass circularly. “Is that so? I don’t need to prove myself to be told as strong and a monster. Can’t a monster deserve some rest?” he asserted and scoffed.
“Well, even the monster gets tired. So, there’s nothing wrong with your agenda. But it’s good that you’ll be experiencing that. Maybe that’s the sign that you should find the right one—”
“You knew I hate commitment. It’s the last thing that I will remember. I’d rather become old and still single,” he uttered.
The man heaved a deep sigh. “There’s nothing wrong if you tried to enter and think for settlement—”
“God knows, I’ve been there and done that, Fred.”
Fred frowned slightly. “Is this about what Ti—”
“I don’t wanna hear her name. It’s been years and I’m doing good now. There’s no issue with that.”
Fred shrugs. “What if she will approach you again?”
“Well,” he sipped on his glass, “there’s no problem with that. Ain’t a fucking bitter person. However, the treatment will not be the same. She’s back and we’ve seen each other last week—”
“What did she say—what did you say?” Fred interrupted.
“We’re back like strangers, dude. Anyway, stop reminiscing about those, and I will get some fun with the lady right… over there,” he said and smiled.
Fred turned to the other table and saw the black girl, eyeing Zero.
“She’s beautiful. And damn with the boobies, dude. Seems like it’s cup Z,” he said and let out a chuckle as he looked back at Zero.
Zero shook his head. “You’re exaggerating, dude. It’s just cup D,” he replied which makes Fred’s eyes widen in awe.
“Damn,” Fred cursed, “you’re really good with it,” he added and laughed.
Zero tossed all the remaining liquid in his glass and then put it down on the table. He fixed his suit and stood up. “I’m leaving now,” he said.
Fred nodded and raised his glass. “Enjoy.”
Zero shook his head and walked his way toward the girl he’s been staring at earlier. When he reached their table, the woman’s colleagues howled and teased their friend.
“Hi,” he said and lend his hand,” may I take this beautiful lady?” he added, flirtatiously.
“Oh. You can have her,” said the other woman that is sitting beside the black girl. Zero stared at the woman. “What’s your name, honey?” he asked.
“Lula,” the black girl muttered and bit her lower lip.
“I’m—”
“Hep. We know you, Zero Cohen,” the woman beside Lula uttered.
Lula reached for his hand as she stood up. “Bye, girls,” Lula asserted.
The woman with her nodded and howled once again, seems they were happy for their friend which makes Zero smirks.
Harshly, the moment they get inside a deluxe room inside the club, he pinned the woman to the wall and kissed her with a tint of hunger and roughness. The woman started to unzip her dress while catching up with Zero’s pace.
After a while, Zero grabbed her by the waist and pushed her onto the bed, cupping one of her breasts as his lips nibbles her lips. He was about to remove his suit when the woman initiated to get on his top.
Zero then rests his back on the soft bed and lets the woman do the thing. Lula started removing his tie then unbuttoned his polo then tossed it on the floor. The woman trailed her soft black fingers on his biceps down to his belly button until she reached for his trousers and started to unzip and unbuckle his belt, pulling his pants down and tossing them away.
The woman gasped when she saw how erect he was under his cottony boxer. The woman caressed his bulk as she met his eyes and smiled, flirtatiously.
After a few moments, the woman held onto the side of his boxer and pulled it down. “Damn, this is so damn big,” she blurted.
“Zero will always be big than the name itself,” he uttered, meaningfully as he rests his arms on the back of his head.
Wonder-struck, the woman removed all her garments and tossed them on the floor, leaving her naked. She didn’t think twice and grabbed his shaft. She started to stroke it up and down and suddenly, put it inside her mouth.
Zero shivered because of the warmth from the woman’s mouth. The woman started to stroke his shaft with her mouth by jobbing it up and down, swirling her tongue around. She reached for his balls and sucked them, leaving a sipping sound.
She moved to his tip and sucked it while darting the tip of her tongue into its small hole.
The woman licked his cock like a lollipop, seeming it taste sweet. Zero groaned, his hands reached for the woman’s hair, grabbing it.
When the woman seemed satisfied by licking and sucking his dick. She moved up and ready herself and after a couple of seconds, she strived her core into his firm cock and let out a loud satisfying moan, “Oh…”
Zero reached for her breasts as she started to grind on his top. The woman does it back and forth and in a circular motion while the back of her hand reached for her balls and played with them.
She grinds faster and faster but Zero grabbed her by the waist and exchanges their position, laying the woman on the bed. He parted her legs and let them rest on his shoulder as he thrusts inside the woman.
“Oh… Ahh… Z-Zero,” the woman moaned out loud as he delved way deeper inside her core.
Zero looked at the woman’s face but he came to a halt when he saw Isla. “Fuck it!” he cursed and withdrew his cock.
The woman knitted her forehead, confused. “What’s wrong?”
Zero shook his head and continue to push himself inside the woman again, moving too fast and finishing the intercourse instantaneously.
He cursed inside his head. ‘Fuck this… it’s not healthy anymore,’ he thought.
Every time he fucked other women, Isla’s face keeps on flashing in his mind.