Beware of bad thing oo
GuestWemimo Oladiipo on October 21, 2015 at 5:51 am #352567
I arrived at her place around 6pm or thereabout.
She told me that she instilled on her mind not to really believe that I meant what I told her,but decided to see it out for herself.As she rightly stated,I surprised her.
After chatting with her for sometime,she offered that we should go out,to which I declined initially but agreed to after serious persuasion from her.
We came back around quarter to 9,and prior to our coming back, we ate..We really ate things, but since neither of us didn’t like alcohol, we steered clear of it..
I have always marvelled at the idea of people drinking more than two bottles of Something that is neither sweet nor good for them when drank in excess.Even watching them boast about how many bottles someones head can carry even makes the whole point of it shittedly disgusting(my opinion). As my friend will always say,why not take weed or hash or sk and fly?
We took bath together,although I must confess, I was totally shy to that idea and continuously shy throughout the bathing session..
As I noticed, It was as if Pretty now believes she owns me totally,and so wasn’t afraid or somehow withdrawn in doing anything with me. I started seeing another part of Pretty totally different from the one I first met.One thing was certain though, whether or not my love for Pretty was full or half,the first aspect of Pretty I was exposed to was the love seeking aspect of her,which would do anything to satisfy that urging desire;and the struggle that lay ahead for me,I decided not to think of !!
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“You know,I honestly don’t know whether or not I did the right thing!” I said after Pretty and I retired to bed with me wearing my normal b-ballers wear while She wore a flowing light-white stripped dress.
She looked at me and smiled and then said:
” Don’t worry much about it.You did the right thing!”
“I really am hurting somehow, but not in the way I even thought I was going to be openly hurt!” I chipped in.
“You are stronger than you care to acknowledge” she simply told me,probably to make me feel good about myself.
” If you say so!” I replied her.
“I know so.” She said and then continued:
” There is something I will like to show you!” She told me.
“What is that?” I asked.
“Not now,or more precisely, not in this your conscious state!” She said.
“So what state should I be in then for you to show me what you have in mind?” I asked her.
“Well,I want you to do something for me before you sleep off this night.” She said.
“Which is?” I asked.
“Make me your last thought before you sleep off!” She calmly said.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes!” She replied.
After some seconds silence, I chipped in:
“Well,we can kick start that thought right now you know?” I said,with her fully understanding what I implied by the statement.
She laughed out loud and holding me closer to herself, we entered Romance mode. One thing led to another,and before I could say Jack,we have gone like two hot rounds,and still rearing to go more before something terrible interrupted our love session..
I don’t think Pretty wanted me to remember that particular event though and I guess she still believes I didn’t recall the event of that night,but down to my spine,I knew something or someone visited us,or rather visited her that night,that moment we were fuckin..
My memory of what happened was totally blurred and the after effect of it was that Pretty was totally pissed after it..She tried to hide it,and did actually hide it,but I decided that that night wasn’t really a good time to start hassling her with questions about something that ultimately irritated her..But one thing that was certain is the fact that what happened had something to do with me..
Early the morning of the next day,as is most of the time with me,I woke up.While still lying back on the bed,I started doing my usual alone-time-thinking and analysis of my life and where I have erred and the things I need to improve on and all the rest.
I thought of all my supposed friends,the people in my life,my course mates,etc.I just kept stream-rolling through my mind before I noticed that Pretty has woken up too(probably was even awake before me) and started caressing me,the kind that usually gives you quick arousal.I didn’t want her to know I was awake,so I pretended to being oblivious of the thing happening before me.But then,her actions couldn’t allow me keep going through my thoughts again and so at a point,I started reciprocating back..
Even though the room was mildly lit,I could still feel that Pretty faced me while I faced upwards myself.When I readjusted myself to let her know I was awake,she also adjusted.I crossed my right hand across her head,over through her shoulders and my fingers landed straight at her right br*ast while she made her head to somehow rest on my chest as well as the foam we lay on so as to make sure she had the space to continue with what she was doing..
Just as we continued our little fore-plays in muteness,she broke the silence when she mouthed:
“How was your night?” to me.
“Sweet!” I replied and then added:
“What of yours?”
She replied to me that it was “great”..
Silence returned to the room again.
After a while,I heard her say to me:
” If I told you a secret you won’t tell a soul,Will you hold it and Keep it alive for me?”
“It won’t be a secret anymore!” Is what I replied her.
“I still have to tell it to you anyway!” She replied back.
“Okay!” I said.
After probably calming her troubled mind,she began:
“I really am kinda pathetic you know?…” I wanted to tell her to not say something like that,but she continued:
“I know you might be wondering why I said that,but when you have spent endless years on the crossroads of highroads and lowroads, you really can do desperate things you know?” She said.
I needn’t tell her she lost me on that one,cuz she already knows,and that was why she asked me the following question:
“Are you just having pity on me by been with me?”
That one got me.
I remained silent for a while before replying her thus:
“Well,at first I did.But,that has changed.Trust me!” I said.
At that point,she gently climbed onto me and then removed her dress whilst sitting on top of me.My hands went to her tips immediately and started doing what it knows how best to do.
Upon removing her own dress,she did same with mine,but only on the wears I wore below. I then felt her grab my greatman and gently directed it into herself and we started fuckin…or making love per se!
We fuckt in that manner for a while,before I sat up.As this position allowed us deeper body contact, I could feel every breath and smell of air that Pretty breaths in and out.That was how I noticed she was somehow crying.
” You are crying?” I asked her as I stopped thrusting, even though my d*ck was deep down inside her.
She whispered to me that she is not crying and that I should continue thrusting, and even pleaded for me to start hitting her real hard.
At that point,I turned her and she laid down while I now stayed on top of her and started ramming through and fro as she requested.
We fuckt in that manner for like ten minutes more or so before I came.After a while,she made my greatman arouse again, and then we started from where we left in that missionary.At some point,I just stopped thrusting and allowed my greatman just stay in there whilst I enjoyed the warmth and sweetness her body gave me,her whole bare body!
After a while,I just got off from her.She shifted very close to me,crossed her right leg over my legs and placed her hands across my heart and below my head respectively.
” Am really happy I met you!” I found myself saying.
” The feeling is equivocally mutual my love!” She replied me.
TBC..Guestchatyinka007 on October 22, 2015 at 11:34 am #354739