we sat on the bed feeding ourselves,
looking into eachothers eyes and smiling every now and then, it was
more like Indian love, but the Nigerian
version. And to be candid, Cupid
wasn’t in the sky shooting arrows of
love into my heart, what I felt was lust.
I felt nothing for angel, the love I felt for her was long gone. The period
when I had feelings for her, she made
it quiet obvious to me that she was
taken already. But here she is right
now on my bed staring into my face
and smiling like I’m an high definition TV.
After we had consumed the bowl of
eba, I took the remnant to kitchen to
wash. I came back into room,
switched on my home theatre system
and inserted Celine Dion album into the disk drive. ”this will surely create
the perfect atmosphere” I tot, smiling.
Angel: wao… I love celine dion music,
it’s been long since I listened to celine
Me: yeh! Celine dion voice gives me goosebums everytime I listen to it.
Infact, I get carried away sometimes.
She’s the definition of perfection.
Angel: yeh! You’re so correct.
When ”My heart will go on” began to
play, which was the next track on the album, Angel held my hands drawing
me closer to her, and holding me so
tight to her body, I felt her soft boobs
resting perfectly on my chest ,She
wasn’t putting on a bra. We fell into
the bed locked into eachother arms, feeling our heart beat rapidly. I drew
her soft face, closer to mine and I
kissed her pink lips. While I was
kissing her, she halted.
”Temy, did you drink alcohol” she
said, looking deep into my eyes ”yes, I drank alcohol in Thompsons
place, but just little o” i responded.
”Thompson is bad influence, please
becareful of him o” she countered me.
”okay baby I’m sorry” I said, trying to
conclude the new discussion. We slowly began to kiss again, she
closed her eyes so tight, I began to
wonder the kind of thoughts that was
running through her mind. ”baby do
you like it?” i asked feeling a little bit
guilty. ”yes, bae I love it, don’t stop” she responded. My hands crip walked
towards her back and I grabbed her
as’s so tight. Her as’s wasn’t all that
huge like Precious as’s but it was so
soft like a bread freshly brought out of
the bakery. It was CONFIRM. She began to UnCloth her self, I could tell
she was turned on. The sweet
socolent voice of celine dion was
getting her tipsy. She hopped on me
and began to kiss my lips again with
intensed passion, like never before. I rolled her over to the other side, and
inserted my fingers through her pant,
rubbing her clit, it was so moist and
wet. I then slowly removed her pants,
it was soaked with her own juice. It
was quiet obvious she needed me badly, she wanted me inside her. I
looked at her juicy honey pot, it was
neatly shaved and puffed. I kissed it.
And she let out a soft moan.. ”ahh”. I
inserted my fingers into her hole, it
was my turned to do justice. I stroked it back and forth giving her intensed
pleasure, she was so wet, .. ”temy, I’m
about to cum.. Oh oh oh.. God” these
were the words flying out of Angels
mouth. She held my hands so tight,
piercing it with her fingers. While she struggled through pain and pleasure.
She finally released her cum all over
her body, and she breathed a sign of
”I want you inside me babe” she said
softly. I unleashed my weapon of mass destruction, and she stood there
opening her mouth wide like ”choi!
This guy go kill me today o”.
”Babe what’s the matter” I asked.
”Nothing, I just love to size of your D”
she responded. My Di’ck has always been the source of my worries ever
since I was in junior secondary school
till I got into the University. Way back
in JSS2, I can still recall vividly, while I
was talking to my crush, my di’ck
began to misbehave. To cut the story short, I had to hang it on my belt so no
one will notice, but there’s nothing
hidden under the sun, one could
always see the shape.
I wore my kiss condom on and
inserted my dic’k into her honey pot, I began to stroke her honey pot back
and forth, like never before. Although
I was high on vodka and tramadol but
I had control of my self, she held my
body tight, injuring my back with her
long finger nails, while she moan loudly… ”ayy, ayy oh god, oh god, I
love it, don’t stop” but I didn’t mind,
infact it was a turn on. I wasn’t
comfortable with the missionary style,
so I switched to doggy, I went on
back and forth, hitting her soft ass, while she begged for her life.
We went on for like 3 straight hours.
She had cummed probably up to
6times. She was tired. But I didn’t cum.
I felt like crying. I hurried picked up
my phone and ran into the toilet, I called Thompson.
Me: Thompson abeg help, I no gree
release o. I dey try bleep one babe like
that but nothing dey come out
Thompson: chai, na that trams cause
am o. Doh I hanged up, and went to my room to
explain things to Angel, but she was
Me: babe I can explain
Angel: don’t tell me nothing. Just shot
up. She dressed up and left my house
we sat on the bed feeding ourselves,