ikellywhite: a married man's schizophrenic mentality gets him into trouble.

Marvin awoke to the sounds of drunken tourists and birds. Marvin opened his eyes, squinting through the golden sunlight that was beginning to peek through the curtains.

He stood up and took a moment to balance himself before moving over to the window.

He pulled down the curtains to find the source of the noise. He rented an apartment right off the Vegas Strip.

The booze-drank visitors continued to disturb his sleep even though he was awake. But it lasted for another week.

Tomorrow was his photography exhibit. He planned to then engage in some local pastimes. He hadn't gambled a dollar in a month.

He was not a great gambler but he did enjoy his time in Rome.

Marvin was jarred by the ringing of his cellphone, which woke him up from his mental wanderings.

He said, "Hey honey," as he answered Juliette's phone.

She replied, "Hello, you." She sounded tired. She sounded tired.

Marvin said, "Not by choice." "I would still be dreaming and sleeping soundly if it was up to me."

"Aww, sweetie. When you return home next week, you can do so much more than just dream about me.

He replied, "I'm counting seconds," hungrily.

His boxer shorts made his cock want to feign desire. His wife was the most fucked woman he had ever seen.

His stomach rumbled almost at the exact moment there was a knock at his front door.

Marvin wondered who it might be

He said "Oh", but he was not concentrating.

"What is it Marv?"

"It must have been last night that I ordered breakfast delivery. "I don't remember ordering it." #

He ran for the door.

Juliette tested the statement "Too many to drank"

He lied. "Anyway, I better go get it. We will see you soon. We love you."

"Love y-"

Marvin, in his impatience and famishedness, hung up on her accidentally. He would do it for her.

He opened the door to his ground-floor apartment and was greeted by a woman with dark hair who had stunningly high cheekbones.

A thin nightgown was all she wore. Marvin wondered if this was a new, sexed up food courier service.

She sighed and bit her lip. "You kept me waiting, didn’t you?"

Marvin's world spun around him dizzyingly. Marvin felt breathless at the mention of his name.

"I, uh-"

"Aren't you gonna invite me in, Adrian? She walked past him and headed to the bedroom.

Adrian hadn't been around for a while. It was possible that it had been a decade.

Adrian was another personality that lived somewhere within Marvin. Marvin assumed that Adrian would never wake up again after he had been so dormant for so many years.

The large-titted lady making a beeline to his bed would seem to want to disagree.

Marvin closed his eyes tightly

Adrian was a sex-crazed maniac. He was an utter sex-crazed maniac who did nothing but fuck,fuck,and fuck some more when he was behind the wheel. Marvin was in a mental battle when he decided to marry Juliette.

Marvin only prayed Adrian hadn't fucked Marvin's marriage with his wife.

As his eyes closed, the images flashed before him. She strained to find any memory fragment that he might take from his alter ego.

Marvin's mind was flooded with mental images in bursts.

It was the same woman who had just entered his apartment. Black lingerie, including fishnets. No panties. She is playing with herself on the couch and other locations in the room.

Marvin was able to recognize the room.

It was the living room and kitchen area of the apartment he was in. Adrian brought her back to this apartment yesterday.

Marvin believed he was able to get away with a nap in the afternoon. He knew now, Adrian had been in control.

The images became more vivid and intensified. Marvin had to close his eyes once more to stop them from expanding.

He tried to say, "Look, there was some kind of misunderstanding."

Marvin was sitting in the same lingerie that he had just seen her in Adrian's memories, and she replied "Damn straight,"

"You told me yesterday that you would shove your cock in my face the second I step through your doors again."

She looked down at her shaved musculature, then Marvin's crotch. "I don’t see it anywhere near my house." Let's do something about it.

He was attracted to her.

Marvin tried the honest approach

He began, "Look, this is my condition." "I'm not always me."

She replied in a strangely wise manner, "No one is ever always themselves." "That doesn’t mean that we can’t have those feelings."

The woman rose to her feet. Adrian, "So, let's do it.

"My name is not Adrian."

She replied, "And my name is not Natalie." "But it was the only name that I wanted to give to you."

Natalie was just inches away from him now.

She asked, "Are you still here?"

"Yes."

"So, how can I get you to be?" she asked, staring at Marvin in the eyes. "Not yourself."

"I don't have control over that. "The other guy raises his head when it comes to his insatiable fucking libido."

Natalie's eyebrows twitched

She exhaled, "Is that true?"

Her hand quickly moved inside Marvin's boxer briefs. Her delicate hand grasped Marvin's cock with firm grip.

Marvin's field vision saw flashbacks again. These flashbacks were almost real. Adrian was almost there, allowing him to regain control.

He mumbled "No, Adrian" out loud.

Natalie said, "Yes, Adrian." "Come back and fuck me." "Come back to me and fuck you."

It worked. Marvin lost the fight.

"Ask me again," said Adrian. "But this time, you should beg me for it."

Natalie sank to her knees and laughed. "Please, Adrian. Please, please fuck me as you did last night. I beg you."

Adrian did what he was asked and brought her to her feet. He then helped her to the bed.

Marvin couldn't see Adrian, and his throbbing erection was slipping into Natalie's cunt. Marvin watched from behind the eyes of someone else.

You can see Marvin's flashbacks from last night! They are available on Ikellywhite's channel!