‘‘Giveon’s like I want you would hit exactly one minute into this whole stuff’’
HER
The sky screamed November, a deep blue with cold drizzles! droplets of water emitted from the clouds like forced tears from a child’s eye, the weather cold, accompanied by the dry wind, it wasn’t even mid-day yet but the clouds already made the city look cosy and damp, the streets were scanty and the few people on the streets hurried towards their destination, some had their arms folded in a gesture to fight the cold while some just rushed their steps in a bid to take cover from the cloud that looked like it was impatiently holding back the rain.
Unlike the few people on the streets, I took a slow step towards the house, as if unaware that the cloud held rain, I held a bag that contained the foodstuff I had bought from the market a few minutes earlier, treading slowly, I weighed the polythene bag questioning the unimaginable way things had escalated in prices and become extremely expensive since the past few months, I had written a list of essential things I hoped to buy from the market earlier that morning and Kamsi had mercifully left rumpled notes of 500 naira on the table like he always did before he headed out, I had curiously waited in the bedroom while folding laundered clothes into my bag as I waited for the sign that Kamsi was out the house, I had waited, my body at alert, scared to slip up or make him angry by not preparing his dinner at the usual time he demanded, he hated disorganization or a slight sign of a decline in punctuality.
”Bang!” was the sign Kamsi was out of the house, A sign that he had left the money meant for buying the ingredients needed to cook him dinner, a sign that I had to hurry and get the ingredients meant for dinner so food could lay on the table before he headed back in! ‘’didn’t you hear me go out the house? I’m sure you heard me leave!’’ he had stated on one of those nights sounding both soft and aggressive at the same time, one of those nights he gave me a beating for failing to serve his dinner before he came back home.
I had actually waited that day, I had waited patiently to hear the door make the same bang noise it made each time he left the house, he didn’t talk much, the door had been the sign I looked out for in years, I had waited patiently, fully prepared to head to the market, excited to impress him with one of his favorite meal, the drizzles of raindrop that emitted from the clouds that day must have extracted all my distress, I had fallen hopelessly asleep, slumped against the heap of laundry I planned to fold, I woke up after darkness had fully emerged, realizing I would be wallowing in pain if I didn’t hurry up to prepare his food, I had scrunched up an easy dinner of rice and sauce, he came back in when I was dishing his food into his ceramic plates, somehow he still realized that I slipped up, demanding reasons for my slip up and beating me up after I gave him honest answers, he beat me that night, before he assertively made love to me, like he did on other nights, when his rage got the best of him, he plastered painful hits to different corners of my body and then caressed my sore body with the same hands in the depths of our bedcover, his body emitting his perfume and sweatiness as mixed scent, a familiar scent, the same scent I perceived the first night ,at the diner , the most alluring scent I ever perceived, it was a tint of sandalwood and spiciness, he commanded masculinity, he stood an arm’s length from me in his perfectly tailored pants, he had paired it with a black T-shirt, he had spoken with the softest voice I ever heard, he looked like silk, his skin soft, his eyes a brown enchanting hazel, my first glance at him had taken my breath away, literally!
He still had the same charm, his eyes still held all the charm I needed to be breathless, I could drown in his gaze, it was hard to stare at him and breathe at the same time, the depth and heat of his gaze were absolutely gracious, his skin was an even more softer shade of silk, his height still stunning, his voice enchanting when I didn’t provoke or induce actions that provoked him, and his hands? When they weren’t formed into balls ready to throw punches of course, his hands were one of the strongest features of his physique, he was strong, and sturdy in all of his dealings, oh how he grabbed me on nights he willed to touch me! Every passing second of his beautiful hands over my body delivered a wholly novel experience, a moment of truth, a session of realization, he reminded me of how no man could explore the insides of me as he did, how no man could make me erupt like a volcano, how no man would ever have the ability to dash me intimate moments that stay stuck in my memories, he was my god and I succumbed to being his slave, this slavery I’d choose over any form of freedom, I was his slave and he was my master, the sight of him a rare work of art! It reminded me of how I was utterly and completely psyched to his company, how I couldn’t imagine his hands all over another woman, the thought of it maddened me, the thought of his hands fondling the breast of another woman while sucking them both passionately and aggressively only because I left? The thought of another woman beholding the naked sight of him, a rare beauty and work of art that still left me breathless each time, like every single moment was the first time, Kamsi was the point of my whole existence, and even though the realization of how utterly obsessed with him had made me numb, I couldn’t imagine life with anyone better.
******
KAMSI
‘Kneel!’ I ordered grabbing her tenderly by her waist, I shoved her slightly in between my legs, her breath was warm, her chest heaving rapidly, she looked hungry, her eyes reflected her hunger, her total vulnerability, her eyes were similar to those of a hungry dog being denied pieces of bones, she looked me straight in the eyes lowering herself as her knees met the floor, I wondered if the tiles were too cold for her skin, it rained earlier that day thus the weather gave a sweet chill, maybe she should seat instead, all that mattered was sliding my cock straight into her mouth, did it matter if she knelt or sat?.
I felt the softness of her lips engulf my cock, her head game got better, she simultaneously wrapped her lips around my whole length while her tongue sucked on my balls at intervals, her lips were soft and her mouth seemed toothless, she met my eyes her head bopping back and forth, as if checking to see if I enjoyed it, I did enjoy it, I just needed to mask my pleasure and resist the urge to moan or scream her name, she laid beneath me and her mouth glorified my cock, the feeling was impeccable, her eyes communicated every word her mouth couldn’t, she was utterly and helplessly in love with me, she had an unquenchable lust for me, my touch was her sanctuary, she loved it when I looked at her, she loved my touch, wether aggressive or soft, she couldn’t resist my touch, and even after 5 years she still needed my validation, she wanted it so bad, my moan to her touch was a lifetimes gift, I was in control, I am in control, and never will I stop being in control of her. The movement of her mouth back and forth around my cock made it impossible to resist the urge to cum, the sight of her body curved on the floor was gorgeousness, her tender breasts flapped back and forth and the art of their movements reminded me of how soft and almost juicy they felt in my mouth, she had the most beautiful body I had ever seen, her complexion a rare burnt brown, her large black areolas complimented the black nipples that stood rigid against them, her buttocks were a moderate size, shaped in the best curve an ass could ever have. I exploded in her mouth, I held unto her head as I customarily did, allowing all my cum to sit in her mouth, she needed to swallow it, why else wouldn’t she? My cum needed to be swallowed, it was evidence of intense lovemaking, what else did the other gender do to cum? spit it out? oh she knows better!
‘Is that all?’ she asked raising her naked body slowly from beneath the ground as she met my eyes, her nipples stood rigid, they pointed outwardly towards me and oh the urge! The urge to just grab them and suck them all up while I slightly bit on them, she loved it when I did that, squeezing her nipples with my strong hands while my teeth and tongue graced the softness of her boobs, she would moan my name continuously until I was forced to satisfy her needs, on some nights it was a continuous thrust of my fingers back and forth in the wet puddle that sat in between her legs until she vibrated and screamed out of pleasure, on lucky nights I fucked her! Stretching her inside out with the length of my beautiful cock in the depths of her insides, I’d choke her wrapping my hands aggressively around her neck while I spread her legs wide open extending my cock into her wet pussy! She loved it, one session of lovemaking a week enlightened her mood around the house, she loved it when I made her sore, her demands for a tighter choke or a harder spank, her demand for aggressiveness, it was evident she had become accustomed to the subtle pain my art of love making was accompanied by, I remember her resistance during the early nights, the nights I made her discover, the fear in her eyes that got my cock even harder, her pleads and pardons to go gentle on her, I’d kill to have those nights once again, the look she had on, her eyes teary as I split her legs wide open protruding my length into her very tight pussy. ‘please slowly’ she used to utter so tenderly firing up my will to go faster, Now she craved pain, she even motioned my hands towards her neck on nights I slacked or just focused on sliding into her pussy without grabbing on to her neck, now she wanted to be chocked up until she nearly passed out, now she loved being lashed out continuously, the whips hastened how fast she got creamy and how soft her moans escaped her lips, strides of the whip laid evident marks on her round ass making her arch as beautiful as ever, the black stripes sat above her round ass like zebra stripes and when she went down on her knees bending and begging for me to dive inside of her, the sight of the sour stripes I authored hardened my cock and catalyzed my need to erupt inside of her.
*****
‘Why can’t you just let her go?’ Dell asked from across the room, she looked me straight in the eye drunk as hell, she wore one of those dresses again, the type that portrayed her boobs as they stood high above her chest like they could fall right out her dress if she made a slight rigorous move, like they’ll drop right into my mouth if I moved an inch closer to her, they looked fluffy, like cake pudding, she was probably horny, the only time she left her boobs out was when she needed me to fuck her, she knew what the sight of her boobs did to me. ‘Cos she’s my wife?’ I started pulling one of her arms as I motioned her to sit on my thigh, I placed gentle kisses all over the exposed portion of her boobs, they tasted familiar, as soft and plush as usual, I wish she’d just shut up and let me have a quiet moment putting my hands all over her before I finally fucked her, I hated it when she brought up conversations about Naina.
‘You’re not in love with her, are you?’ she asked turning around like she wanted me to pull down the zip of her dress, I pulled down her zip unveiling her body, unlike Naina she had a wider back tho her waist small and laced with tiny pieces of beads, it made her waist look sexy, the sight of her screamed fuck the hell out of me, she wasn’t a touchy type, she just demanded to be fucked, she loved aggression and I solely loved that about her, she found pleasure in pain, she craved my type of sex, one where there is brutal torture while being slid into, a mix of pain and pleasure, a mix of moans and cries, what else could be better?
‘Can we not talk about my wife while I fuck you?’ I stated grabbing her neck, setting her gaze upon me as I dipped my tongue into her mouth, she tasted like strawberry, I loved strawberry, the woman just knew what I wanted, I kissed her, her breath hot beneath my lips, I sucked her tongue, biting her lower lips and upper lips making sure she had no room to breath, she gasped for air holding me tighter, she motioned my head towards her breasts and I took he for air holding me tighter, she motioned my head towards her breasts and I took her huge nipples into my mouth, they were hard, it took very little to turn her on, I guess a little squeeze on her boobs did the perfect job, the nipple clamp laid alongside the whip on the table, I lifted her gently towards the table while I clamped both nipples, I went down on my knees spreading her legs wide open, I stuck my finger into her pussy, her nipples were held tightly, my fingers dived softly inside of her as I went back and forth increasing the pace and slowing down at the same time, she bit her lower lips throwing her head back.
‘K a m s’ she moaned slightly, grabbing onto my head, she wanted my tongue on her pussy, I loved to stall, I’d gladly eat her up but I needed all the emotions piled up, I needed to see how much she wanted me!
My mouth swallowed her lips in moments and I could feel the vigorous shake of her legs. Her pussy was wet and tight, just like Nainas!, I sucked her pussy consuming every wetness she produced, I flapped my tongue all over her pussy and her heartbeat seemed to increase each moment, when I was sure she wanted me, I pulled my shorts down ready to allow her to do whatever she pleased, she hurriedly took the whole length of my cock sucking vigorously while she slid one of her fingers into her pussy, she was impatient and it was obvious she needed my cock inside of her. She sucked my cock for a whole while before she finally sat on top of me, I grabbed her waist, ready to embark on Dell’s special cock riding tour, she rode it well, and my cock sat perfectly in her pussy like the pussy was made specifically for my cock, her waist made the sexiest twist and turns as her ass went up and down the length of my cock, I held her back, squeezing and sucking her boobs while she let out silent sexy moans, she screamed my name and I willed to scream hers, her ride got my heart pulsating at a beat I couldn’t fathom, her skin was soft, her waist slim and her back begging to be bent into a beautiful arch, the wetness of her pussy was unreal, the sound my cock made while she slid herself in and out of me was the most unreal ever, her boobs were soft and her nipples sent shivers down my spine, sex with Naina was unfathomably magical, her body was a wonderland.
‘N a i n a’ I heard myself whisper, I continuously squeezed the butt that sat above my legs, I was close to orgasm and I needed the ride intensified, I felt the eruption that emerged inside of me and I was more than willing to cum inside of her. ‘NAINA!?’ I heard as I opened my eyes to Dell’s furious face, she seemed disgusted but I was more disgusted she disrupted me when I was about to conclude my ride through the fantasy I was buried in, what did it matter what name I called, it was a slip-up, she needed to understand.
In seconds Dell made her way towards the door, maybe I could stop her, a simple sorry would soften her, she had high libido and she loved getting fucked by me, we both knew how much she loved sex, and she looked like she had just finished a cock sucking and dick riding session her hair muffled and scattered across her face, I almost giggled at the sight of her evacuating the room, it didn’t matter to me, I just wish she’d have at least allow me cum.
THE END
