Simon
was eight years younger than myself. Well that wasn't such a big deal as he
succinctly put it "age ain't nothing but a number." I stared at this
brazen fellow while stubbornly pointing out that I'd also graduated eight years
ahead of him in secondary school.
I
looked at him like a small boy. At this he bristled at me. "I'm 28 and a
man. I work, have my own house and I know how to treat a lady." I laughed
at his obvious annoyance and apologised. However, nothing was going to make me
date a "small boy."
Simon
would pester me for weeks unending with every trick in the book but I held my
ground. And so we carried on till one saturday while gisting over the phone I
heard him pottering and clattering about in his kitchen. He was making okra
soup laden with snails, fresh catfish,
shrimps and esam. I yabbed his cooking and he promised to make me eat my words
when he'd bring mine over."Taaaa! You wan poison me? Abeg o." I
laughingly fobbed him off so he wouldn't come over and got off the phone.
Now,
Saturday's are my me time and I usually spent it watching Africa magic and
catching up on soaps I'd missed during the week so imagine my annoyance when my
doorbell chimed indicating a visitor.
"It had better not be Jehova's witnesses oh" I furiously
thought as I went to peep through my window. SIMON?! What was he doing here? I
frowned behind the door before plastering on a fake smile.
He had
a food flask in his hand and that was when I remembered the soup I'd yabbed him
about. "Hey you," I called out smiling as I opened the gate for him
to come through. He blew past me, straight to the kitchen and proceeded to warm
the soup. Soon, the air was filled with the heady aroma of okra and my mouth
began to water. I busied myself with making the eba but Simon shood me out prefering
to handle all himself. "Hmmm make this guy no gimme "kobnomi"
oh" I told myself as he came out with steaming plates of food.
"Lunch, is served" he said with flourish and we both sat and tucked
into his meal which was finger licking bite your tongue good.
I had
to eat humble pie while Simon laughed and laughed. Done with food we settled to
watch my Nigerian programmes. Commenting on how far Nollywood had come. A
kissing scene came on and Simon jokingly stated that he could kiss better than
that. "I don't like kissing" I quickly quipped. He looked at me
quizzically and then said and "what about sex?" "Well’’ I began.’’
I like the thrusting and all but I never cum so what's the point?"
It was
like I'd dropped a bomb. The silence that followed was embarrassing. "You can't cum? As in never ever or
you've cum once or twice?" I shook my head and mouthed "never
ever." "I can make you cum" and he said this with such assurance
I almost felt sorry for him. Thing is quite a number of guys had claimed the
same tripe and failed woefully. I changed the subject but like a dog with a
bone he wouldn't let go.
"Look
Diana, what's the worst that could happen? We date? Fall in love? How is that a
bad thing?" I chewed my lip in desperation wishing we honestly weren't
having this conversation. Really though I thought what is the worst that could
happen? "Okay, fine. Let's say that I agreed, how would we go about
it?" I asked. " How do most relationships go?" Simon answered in
his best matter of fact voice. "Stop over thinking issues and let's tackle
the issue at hand." He finished.
I
looked at him incredulously and asked "what issue?" It was his turn
to burst out laughing as he tugged at my shorts. "What are you
doing?" I said as I feebly tried to stop him. Sensing my half hearted
attempt at stopping him, he continued his assault on my shorts deftly managing
to get them off. "What would it hurt?" I thought to myself as
excitement shot through me. Off came my thongs as I made to cover myself with
my hand. "No, don't do that." Chided Simon "I want to look at
you." I removed my hand as he drank in my body hungrily. Parting my legs
he found my mound and began gently rubbing me. I bucked and again he spoke out
"relax" I lay still as he continued rubbing me. His voice thick with
long he said "but you're getting wet na. Just enjoy it. Relax and enjoy
it."
He continued as his fingers began inching towards my clit. He moved
his fingers around watching my face and then suddenly, electricity jolted
through me. He smiled seeing this and stayed in that position kneading my clit
in that position as I began to moan. "Mmmmmm, you like that don't
you?" I closed my eyes. "Answer me." He spoke insistently.
"Yes, yes" I croaked suddenly tongue tied. "More?" He asked
and I nodded. "Whore" he
replied laughing but I didn’t care. What he was doing felt so good and then he
dipped his fingers inside me using one hand to press my clit and the other to
finger fuck me. I let out a groan. "Oooooooh, soooooo goood." With a
soft chuckle, he bent his head and began gently sucking me. I saw stars.
"What are you doing to meeeeeeeeeeee?" I moaned as his tongue found
me again and again. I began rocking back and forth against his face as my moans
grew louder. I tensed suddenly like all the air had left my body when Simon stopped
abruptly.
"What
the...why... Ohh!" I angrily spluttered but he smiled wickedly as he
popped out of his clothes fast and was back to me unbuttoning my shirt he
sucked at my boobs. Biting my nipples as his hand found my mound again. The
tense moment had passed but oh the pleasure his finger brought me was
incredible.
I moved
my waist against his fingering. He dug deep into me twisting and turning as
liquid poured from me. "Look at that" he kept saying "see how
this pussy is crying out for me." I writhed in pleasure as I felt the
earlier stirings of before. I began shaking knowing I was going to cum and same
as before, Simon stopped. I exploded in white hot anger.
Unfazed
he looked at me as I said any nonsense that came to mind. "Beg me to fuck
you." Came his calm response. I mean Simon was naked. Hard as a rock after
all I could see it but here he was calm as fuck. I shouted some more. But he
repeated his earlier request. "Just beg and I will fuck you." I
wanted him it was obvious the glistening liquid on his finger was proof enough.
I swallowed my pride and begged. I begged like a bitch in heat. "Simon, please, please fuck me. I'm
begging. I want you to fuck me." "Suck me. Suck me first and I will"
was his very easy reply. I was shaking in fact quivering with need I would have
given him my life savings if he'd asked for it. I bent my head to his dick and
sucked like my life depended on it. His sharp intake of breath let me know he
was just as affected as I was. His hand found the back of my head as he began
pumping into my mouth moaning and groaning "oh fuck, oh fuck" over
and over again. I sucked him even licking his balls if that would get me what I
wanted.
With a
deep growl, he pulled me off him had me on my back and on that cold floor,
entered me. WONDERFUL!!! The feeling was indescribable. I raised my head to
watch as his dick went in and out of my pussy. "You love it?" He
asked. "Yes, fuck yes." I replied as he drilled into me. "Will
you fuck another besides me?" he continued. I was confused. I tried to answer I'd forgotten the English
language. All I could do was moan and shake my head about. "Answer
me!" he yelled as his thrust got faster and harder. "Will you fuck
another?" And I screamed noooooooooo!
"Fuck,
your pussy is so good. I could fuck you all day."He whispered. I opened my leg wider taking more pounding
I'd never felt this good. I felt the now familiar sensation rising. "You
want to cum?" He asked. I didn't want to say for fear that he'd stop. My
pleasure was growing. I felt hot all over it was like I was having an out of
body experience."Cum he ordered cum all over my dick" and he hit me
hard. It was like being possessed. I gripped Simon so tight as I came hard
crushing him in the process as he in turn groaned and exploded inside me.
Finally
sane. I looked at Simon. This was not a "small boy" THIS. WAS. A.
MAN.
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