Episode 17
She asked me how my day went and I told her. I asked her what she was doing all day and she told me she had been reading the novel I recommended. She was almost through with it. I gave her the title of another for her to read. She told me she’ll read it when she was through with the one she was reading.
She told me she prepared rice and I asked her to bring it.
Ok, for the record, Northern girls are not ‘fabulous’ cooks unlike their eastern counterparts, I stand to be corrected though. So when she brought the rice she prepared, I wasn’t expecting it to be ‘super’ delicious. But at least it was better than the egg sauce and yam I ate the previous day.
We finished eating and we sat on the couch in the sitting room watching a movie on TV.
Naturally, when a normally ‘functioning’ guy watches a s*x scene in a movie, his joystick responds in kind. I still don’t know the effect it has on ladies (maybe they get wet), but I knew the scene we were watching was definitely having an effect on her.
My mamba, which is usually ‘hyper’ functional was not left out in the appreciation of the scene. I noticed she was becoming withdrawn, with her ni*pples pushing out of her tank top.
I was sitting close to her so I drew her closer and threw my hands around her shoulders, bringing head close to my chest.
The movie continued past the s*x scene and I noticed she began using her index fingers in drawing imaginary lines on my chest unconsciously.
I began to return the favor. The fingers on my hand across her shoulder began tracing lines on shoulder, gradually going down to her cleavage, then the side of her b***s, then the underside, and back again. I was beginning to see goose pimples on her skin.
The tension was high. My mamba was gradually gaining momentum. It was obvious we were no more concentrating on the movie we were watching. She was beginning to emit slightly audible moans.
She looked at me pleadingly and I kissed her tenderly. She smiled at me and before I could react, her mouth was on mine, kissing me harder and more insistent than our first kiss. Soon our tongues were dancing and I felt like ripping her clothes off, right there and then. I slid my hands up her side and cupped her b***s. She moaned into my mouth and pulled me close and tight, with my mamba pressing hard against her.
She raised up her hand and I was on cue to take off her tank top. She just now in just her lacy bra. I quickly reached behind her and unhooked it. I fell off to the floor and some nice pair of b***s were staring at me.
We continued kissing with me smooching her b***s and fondling her ni*pples. She began m*****g in my mouth.
She then reached and unhooked my belt and drew my jean trouser down. It was now on the floor. She just drew down my boxer shorts a little bit and my mamba sprung forth. She stroked my mamba and kissed it on the head. She began s*****g it. Jeez, this babe was a pro. After several minutes, I got up and laid her on the couch and kissed her gently. I pulled down my boxer shorts and it formed a heap on the floor with the jean.
I kissed my way down her neck to her b***s then licked and sucked on each ni*pple. I moved my hand slowly down her abdomen just to the edge of her skirt. As I raised her skirt, I realized she wasn’t putting on any pants. I ran my fingers up her slit and I felt her wet pu*ssy lips.
‘Ohhhhh yesssss’, she moaned. ‘Please don’t make me wait’.
‘I want to taste you’, I murmured.
I knelt between her legs and I slid my hands up her legs, parting them more and savoring the lovely view of her pu*ssy. Much to my delight she was completely shaven.
Me: I love your bare pu*ssy. It looks sexy and hot…
Summaya: I’m glad you like it…
I put my mouth on those lovely pu*ssy lips, swirled my tongue around her c**t, and then sucked gently for some minutes.
When I slipped two fingers inside her at the same time while still s*****g her, she came with a scream. Her climax rolled through her like a longitudinal and transverse wave combined.
As she relaxed, I heard her say, ‘That was wonderful’, with a smile on her face.
She pulled me up, kissed me, and then licked her juice from around my mouth. I moved between her legs and kissed her deeply.
She was still sitting on the couch as spread her legs and reached down to guide my hard mamba into her eager and wet pu*ssy. She arched her hips and I slid inside. I was so carried away that I didn’t even think of protection. ‘Fvck it! She seems clean’, I thought.
Once I was fully in, I stopped my thrusting and she clenched her muscles around my mamba. It’s been awhile since I straffed without a CD. I just savored the incredible sensation. I just gazed into her eyes and I saw that she was someone all men would desire.
I started stroking slowly at first and after several minutes, I began to increase the tempo, p******g her like no man’s business.
I straffed her for several minutes and she began matching my thrusting with her own and I knew it wouldn’t be long before she came again.
Her breathing became quick and shallow and then she tensed for just that moment before climax. I drove in hard and deep, heard a long m**n, and then her climax crashed over her.
A few strokes later, I was about cu*mming and I quickly withdrew my mamba and came on her stomach. The feeling was exhilarating. I just collapsed besides her and took her top and cleaned the c*um from her body. She then held me tight and locked legs with me. She began kissing me and stroking my mamba at the same time. My mamba was already responding to the stroking and preping itself for round 2 action.
Just then we heard the sound of a horn and a car driving into the compound…….
**Contd.**
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I quickly looked out the window and I saw Malama Aisha drive into the compound.
‘Why did the did she come back today????’ ‘Why didn’t she call to say she was on her way back?’ All these thoughts and others were running through my head. You know the kind of magic Merlin uses in arranging things? Yeah, that’s the kind of magic I conjured as I quickly put on my clothes and arranged the roughened place up.
The fan was running but I was sweating profusely. Summaya had since run into her room to dress up.
I could still perceive s*x in the air but there was little or nothing I could do. I tried increasing the fan but I realized it was already working at it’s peak.
The door wasn’t locked so she just came in and saw me sitting on the couch watching TV…
Me: Welcome ma…
MA: Dioxidane, how are you?
Me: I’m fine… How about Fahad (her son), he didn’t come back with you?
MA: No, he’s still at his grandma’s place…
Me: Oh… Ok… It’s good to have you back…
She sat on the couch opposite me. She began sniffing like she perceived a bad odor…
MA: Something’s smelling in here… Can’t you perceive it?
Me: No o… I’ve had cattarh since yesterday, so I’ve been having difficulty breathing…
MA: Ah, hope you’ve taken drugs?
Me: Yes…
MA: Ina Summaya? (Where is Summaya)
‘Summa!’, she calls out. Summaya walks out of her room with sleepy eyes…
** ๐ฎ Chai, this girl na actress o!**
Summaya: **In a sleepy voice** Barka dai zua (Welcome). Yaya anya (How was your journey)
MA: Lafiya kalau… Can’t you perceive anything smelling?
Summaya: **Sniffs the air** No o… Are you perceiving anything?
MA: Yes mana…
Summaya went back inside. I just sat there watching the whole scenario play out and praying Malama Aisha didn’t figure things out. My eyes wandered to my side and I saw Summaya’s bra beside me. It probably fell when she was rushing in with her clothes.
Shiiit! It was dark so it blended with the colour of the couch, perhaps that was why she didn’t notice it. I quickly and stylishly tucked it into the couch.
Summaya came back to the sitting room with an air freshener and sprayed it.
** ๐ฎ Chai, this girl dull sha!**
If Malama Aisha had not suspected anything previously, she had definitely started to suspect because she began looking at Summaya suspiciously. She just got up and went to her room without saying anything.
I looked at Summaya questioningly and she mouthed words to me that she didn’t know what else to do.
Summaya later went to Malama Aisha’s room. After several minutes she came out and sat where MA previously sat operating her phone. I got a whatapp message from her.
Summaya: Bae, you are wonderful and sweet. I need you in me right now…
Me: With your cousin here right? Nice try. Why did you even spray the air freshener? She suspected something definitely happened…
Summaya: I didn’t know what else to do. Besides I talked with her and she didn’t talk about it… Besides, what if she knows? Am I a kid?
Me: ๐ฎ So you want her to know?
Summaya: I don’t, but if she does, it’s no big deal…
**Chai, if only you knew!**
Me: Ok, I’ve heard…
Summaya: So what do you say?
Me: About?
Summaya: You’ve made me feel something I’ve not felt in a while, and I need more of you…
She began spreading her legs and raising her skirt to my full view. My mamba was beginning to be called to action.
Me: You be Oliver Twist?
Summaya: **Smile smiley** I need you please…
**This babe wan put me for wahala o…**
Me: You are serious…
Summaya: Of course I am…
Me: But your cousin…
Summaya: Let’s go to your place…
Me: Serious?
Summaya: Let me go and tell her we want to go and buy something…
Me: Ooook…
Ideas were beginning to form in my head. My mamba was getting prepped to rise to the occasion.
In few minutes, she came out dressed and said we should go. In about 10 minutes, we got to my house.
The intensity with which she kissed me immediately I opened the door sent shivers down my spine. We were still standing when she quickly began undoing the buttons of my shirt and flinging away my jean trouser after she took it off.
She hurriedly took off her clothes and pushed me to the bed.
I used to be the straffer, but now I was the strafee, ‘cos Summaya straffed me like her life depended on it. Though this time, I insisted on condomizing my mamba.
We tried different styles I had never even tried with all my other strafees. She was the one initiating them all.
**Dis babe dey act mojo for jand???**
Three hours later, with two c*ums for me and several for her, I was f*uccking exhausted. She was still stroking my mamba, hoping to call it to action, but I knew it had gone on vacation.
**Ah an, you wan kill me ni???**
Seeing her innocent face, one would never know she was a s*x maniac, at least I never did. I wondered the kind of straffing she had in Jand.
After severally minutes of relaxing and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears, we went to have our bath.
Under normal conditions, my mamba usually gets activated when I take a shower with a chic. But this time, no network!
**Chai, na vacation things for mamba sha!**
We dressed up and went back to the house. Malama Aisha was not at home. Summaya brought me Fura and I drank it to replenish my strength. I was still fatigued. She just sat on the couch beside me resting her head on my shoulders while watching TV.
I was still pondering the events that occurred that day on that same couch we sat and how I was almost busted when my phone began ringing. I saw it was Malama Aisha. I didn’t want to receive the call with Summaya eavesdropping on the conversation so I gently shifted her head and got up and she began looking at me with questioning eyes.
