4GIRLS, 4BOYS, 1WEEKEND. 11 (+18)

 

 

          ….‘I don’t intend to be a kiss and tell but girls, eru niyo, his dick is beautiful; not too big, thick and very smooth. The kind that makes your mouth water!’ I confirmed to my friends.

‘I held it and…’

‘Wait!’ Bimpe interrupted Koyin..

‘I no fit hold this piss again, I need to go to the bathroom!’ Bimpe ran to the toilet and Amanda said;

‘As much as I hate that girl for interrupting, I gotta pee too!’ She stood up and went to her room.

‘I think I’ll get something to drink too it’s getting hot in here.’ Sandra said and headed for the kitchen.

‘Sandra!’ Koyin called. She stopped and turned towards her.

‘Please bring me a bottle of coke.’

‘Okay.’ Sandra said.

 

          Bimpe came back and asked of Sandra, Koyin told her where she was and she went to the kitchen to get drinks for Amanda and herself too. Sandra and Bimpe returned from the kitchen carrying drinks. Amanda joined them as the girls were sitting down. They shared the drink amongst themselves.

‘You can now continue oo!’ Bimpe said.

‘Where did I stop?’ Koyin asked.

‘Where you held his dick.’ Amanda reminded her.

‘So as I was saying…’ Koyin continued with her tales.

I held his dick with my left hand, ran my right hand over his thighs, legs, and buttocks.

‘Iissh!’ I heard him inhale sharply. I massaged his joystick, rubbing it, pulling and pressing it gently while his hands rested on my shoulders. I looked up to him, he was smiling. Well, smiling was good but that wasn’t the expression I wanted! I wanted him groaning and moaning so I swallowed his dick in one motion.

‘Hhmshjsk!’ He whispered through his teeth. I rolled him in my mouth, swaying my tongue around his penis cap as I removed it from my mouth. I blew hot air on his dick before taking it back into my mouth, this time, I didn’t swallow everything. I took it half-length into my mouth, I shielded my teeth with my lips and started giving him a slow blowjob. While my left hand taunted his buttocks, my right hand played with his balls. His hand dived into my hair, drawing my mouth closer to his dick, in and out. I went over his dick, licking, pulling, and sucking, he was groaning.

‘Ggrrh, mmhhnr, aarrrgmmg!’ I removed my mouth to lick his full length but he said harshly;

‘No!’ He pushed my head back to his dick. I blew him for some more minutes and he was pushing deeper into my mouth. He began to pant harder. He held on to my head like a lifeline, thrusting his dick into my mouth harder and faster. I knew he was coming so I sucked intensely as if my life depended on it.

‘Yes! Yes! Koyin! Aaatrhsgf! Aarggjiiirrr!’ He groaned and came into my mouth and fell onto the bed. I tried to swallow his sperm, but I couldn’t.

 

          I went into the bathroom to clean my mouth and when I came out, he was still lying on the bed with his right arm over his face. He looked up when I closed the bathroom door and I felt extremely shy as he stared at me.

‘Come here.’ He commanded. I went to him, he sat me down beside him and hugged me tightly and said;

‘Thank you. No one has ever sucked me till I climaxed!’ My heart swelled. Usman has never said thank you to me after sex or a terrific blowjob! I kissed his temple.

‘Thank you too.’ He released me from the hug and asked if I was ready to sleep, I said yes. He asked if I needed anything I told him I wanted water, he went to the kitchen to get it. I changed into my nightgown before he got back. When he came back and saw me in my nightgown he said;

‘Wow! Blue looks good on you. I like it.’

‘Thanks.’ I said taking the cup of water he extended to me. He drew back the duvet and I climbed into bed, he joined me and drew the duvet over us. He drew me closer, I rested my head on his chest and put my left hand on his stomach, and he kissed my forehead and said;

‘I’m very glad you are here Koyin, I hope you are happy too?’ Was I happy? I really don’t know but I can say I was contented and I definitely wasn’t sad. I nodded my head against his chest as I yawned. The last thing I heard was,

‘Sleep angel…’

 

          The sun was in my eyes, urging me to wake up. I turned to the other side trying to block out the sun rays, but then I remembered sunlight does not reflect into my room like this! My eyes flew open, my surroundings was strange to me. I try to wake up my fogged brain and I remembered where I was. I was in Opeyemi’s bedroom! I looked beside me, Opeyemi wasn’t there.

‘Ope! Ope!’ I called out but no one answered me, I panicked a little. I unwrapped myself from the duvet and got out of bed, I was looking for slippers to put on when I noticed a paper by my feet on the floor. I bent down for a closer look and I saw my name on it. I took it and opened it, it read;

“Angel Koyin, good morning. It would’ve been a sin 2 wake u up, u looked so much at peace. I’m off 2 d gym, I’ll b back by 9am. If u want 2 cook, you’ll find all u need in d kitchen. If not, I’ll take u out when I’m back. Remain beautiful! Ope.”

I read the note four times, I found it sexy and it makes me so happy. I looked up at the clock and it was 8:04 A:M.

‘Oga oo! Mo sun gan sha!’ I thought to myself and stood up to look for the kitchen. I found it and indeed, he had all I needed to cook. I got down to work, I cooked prawn rice and stew, I garnished the stew with the snail we brought home last night. It was 8:55am by the time I finished cooking, I rushed to his room to clean up, I couldn’t let him see me all sweaty.

 

          Seeing the bathroom again reminded me of last night and I felt a pleasant sharp pain in my tummy.

To think I’ve not really had intercourse with Ope and he could make me feel like this?

I ran water into the tub and soaped it till it bubbled before stepping into it. I wanted to have a quick shower but the water was so inviting that I relaxed, some minutes later, the doorknob turned, the door open a little and Ope’s head was in the doorway.

‘May I come in ma’am?’ He said smiling. He didn’t wait for a reply, he entered. His gym clothes were soaked with sweat.

‘Yes, you may come in!’ I replied smiling.

‘I was hoping you’d say that!’ He said undressing, and he was in the tub with me in less than a minutes. He saw the look of surprise on my face and said;

‘You said I should come in now! Make room jor!’

‘Arh! Oro e ti yemi! Fraudster! I said come into the bathroom, not into the tub!’ I replied.

‘But I was already in the bathroom! Madam, sit forward jor, let me sit behind you.’ No point arguing with him, besides, I wanted him in the tub with me! I sat forward and he sat behind me, I rested my back against his chest. He kissed my temple, took the sponge from me and started washing us both.

‘Did you sleep well?’ He asked.

‘Yes I did. I woke up around 8 A:M.’ I replied.

‘Good. I left for the gym around 7 A:M and I didn’t want to wake you. So what did you cook? The house smells delicious!’ I tilted my head back to look at him.

‘Just rice and stew.’

‘Good, I’m very hungry! Are you clean enough madam or is there someplace else you will like me to wash?’ He asked turning me around to face him.

‘Actually yes but not here.’ I said biting my lips.

‘Naughty girl!’ He said. He rinsed us both and we towel each other dry. We had sex, it was sweet, slow and steady!

‘S.S.S!’ The girls chorused.

 

          I wore a red round neck top and a black miniskirt with no underwear; I had a feeling I’ll get naughty soon. He wore a blue shirt and brown knickers. I served him and myself. I said a quick prayer and we began eating.

‘Hmmm! Koyin, this tastes good. Hmmm!’ He said after eating for a while.

‘Thank you sir. But wetin you go talk if e no sweet self?’ I accused playfully.

‘I go beat you ni!’ He replied. We continued eating and having easy conversation.

‘Do you like football?’ Ope asked me.

‘Well, I feel indifferent about it. Why do you ask?’ I asked.

‘Well, I am a fan, a big fan! I support Chelsea and we have a match today, I was hoping we could watch it together but you can watch or do anything you like sha.’ He told me. Boys and football sha, na wa! But he had the decency to ask, Usman would never ask me! He would just tune it to the football channel regardless of what I was watching or how important it was.

‘No p. We’ll watch it together.’ I replied.

‘Are you sure?’ He asked again.

‘Yep! I’m sure sir.’ I said. We had finished eating by then and I stood up to clear the table but he stopped me.

‘Let me.’ He said.

‘Hhmmm! Is this how nice you are or you are just pretending?’ I asked skeptically.

‘Funny you! Anyways, it’s a little of both.’ He said carrying our plates to the kitchen, I followed him. He washed the plates while I dried it. How I wish men continue relationships the way they started it. At least, he was sincere! I thought.

 

          The rest of the day was used to getting to know each other better. He asked if I wanted to go out but I told him I was okay at home. We talked about our pasts, careers, friends, relationships, likes and dislikes and almost everything? We ate and watched movies. I made a mistake of telling him I was ticklish because of a ticklish scene we watched and he was bent on tickling me till I cry!

‘Asfsh! Nooo! Ooohh! Stop! No jor! Ope please!’ I giggled uncontrollably as he tickled me. I was lying on the floor and he was on top of me. He held my two hands with one of his and tickled me with the other and I was laughing hard.

‘Say please sir!’ He bullied me.

‘Puleeasee ssirrr!’ I giggled out as he continued tickling me.

‘Aarhh! Jor now! Sebi mo ti bee now?’ I begged. He stopped tickling but bent down to kiss me. I wrapped my hand around his neck while I kissed him back.

‘Gbagaun! Gbagaun! Gbagaun! Gbagaun! it’s 4 o’clock!’ The walk clock announced.

‘It’s football time sweetie! The match will start by 4:30. Let me go and ease myself.’ He said standing up and drawing me along with him.

 

          He picked up his phone and called someone, I listened to his part of the conversation.

‘Holo Holo! Omo Arsenal jakujaku! I will beat you today enh! Say wetin? Oya make we dey watch now! 10k! O sure fun mi baje! We shall see oo!’ He cut the phone and smiled at me. I didn’t want to ask who he was talking to on the phone but I could see in his eyes he wanted me to ask. He wanted to talk about football, so I asked;

‘Who was that?’

‘That’s my friend Omogbolahan. We call him Holo and he’s a Arsenal fan. I just made a bet with him! I go beat am enh!’ He told me obviously convinced his team would win the match.

‘Best of luck.’ I said as the line up was being shown on TV.

‘Do you want me to get you anything from the kitchen?’ I asked.

‘Yep! Beer and groundnuts and something for yourself too.’ he replied.

‘Okay.’ I said walking to the kitchen. I got all the things I needed and put them on a tray and brought it back to the living room.

‘Thanks hun.’ He was already sitting down on the love couch. I put the refreshments on the table and sat beside him. He drew me closer to him and kissed my left cheek, I kissed him full on his lips trying to distract him from the game.

‘Sweetheart, it won’t work. It can’t work oo! You can’t distract me from watching football!’ he boasted. If there was something I didn’t like about the male ego, it was their boasting! I have taken this as a challenge, I’m going to distract this man!

‘Who wants to distract you? I just kissed you, that’s all!’ I lied baiting my eyes innocently.

‘I’m so very much gonna distract you!’ I vowed silently to myself.

 

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