With my free hand, I gave her an open palm slap against her ass. I didn't know what that was for but I had seen it performed on most porn. She let out a howl and renewed her efforts to break free. I gave her a harder slap, almost bringing tears to her eyes.
"Alex!" she yelled my name in pain. "What is wrong with you? Let me go!"Ignored her plead for freedom, I reached for the waistband of her short skirt and wrestled it down to her knees, exposing her white panties. It was contrasted nicely with her ass cheeks and it was soaked with a little cum. The sight of cum on her panties brought me raw pleasure and I knew my efforts were not in vain. It also went on to confirm the fact that she wanted it.Wasting no time, I hooked the waistband of the panties and pulled it down to her knees. She screamed in revulsion."Let me go!""I thought you are an iron lady that doesn't get sexually aroused but I have not even touched you and you are already wet""Fuck you! Just let me go"I quickly unhooked my belt and undone my zipper, slowly my shorts fell to my knees. At the sound of my zipper, she called out."Alex, please don't do this!" she pleaded in what sounded like a moan.Ignore her fake plead, I ran my fingers along the seam of her wet pussy. Then moved in position and began rubbing the cap of my engorged dick head up and down her pussy. I felt her getting wet."Don't you want all of it inside of you?" I asked."Nooo!" she shook her head, repulsed by the idea. Her mind was rebelling but her body was responding. I continued rubbing my rod up and down her clit, getting my cockhead nice and wet. I knew she was enjoying it as she began to moan softly and suddenly stopped struggling.I knew it was time to let in the big guns, so I popped the head of my dick into her and Philomena gasped in a way that made me aware that my dick was the biggest thing she had felt inside.I rocked back and forth a bit, pushing halfway into her. Her pussy widened and absorbed me into her. She yelped at the forceful intrusion and squirmed on the chair arm. I moved my cock out of her pussy only to have it roughly pushed right back inside."Ahh…" she screamed in what sounded like she was in pain and immediately I froze. Suddenly, realizing what a jerk I was, I felt a rush of guilt wash over me and my stomach cringed uncomfortably.God! What was I thinking? What am I doing? Regret got a hold of me. I wanted to pull back my dick but was delayed as the pleasure was too great to not keep going on. Philomena noticed I stopped and she began pushing her hips backwards fast and hard against my dick."Oh, God! Don't stop! Don't you dare stop!" she moaned.She was fucking enjoying it after all. I let go of her hand and she positioned rightly and I began thrusting in deeper and harder into her. My cock slid in and out, out and in her pussy while it sucked and milked my dick. Her moans increased; music to my ears.Her breasts moved up and down as I pounded against her hard. There was even this naughty watery sound at each thrust like it was an indication of how much her pussy wanted me. Her warm and sweaty body moulded against mine as our forms joined in a fluid and synchronous motion. I could smell her arousal, taste her perspiration on her skin and feel the trembling need of her naked body. The pleasure was simply out of this world.Soon I felt a fresh batch of cum begin to form inside of my balls, immediately I knew I needed to pull it out from her to avoid fathering a child at this age. I have seen it done over and over again in porn. I let out an animalistic growl that I didn't even know I was capable of making and pulled out my soaked dick. Shortly, I was shooting bullets of cum after cum on her back and all over her ass.Philomena gave out a frustrating sign and fell belly first on the couch. I just denied her an orgasm. So, I quickly replaced my dick with two of my fingers and began fingering her fast and really hard. Seconds after, she let out a loud squeal; she arched her back and shuddered violently on the couch. A tiny amount of watery substance was squirted out of her clenching hole. She collapsed onto the couch and went limp. I had just given Philomena her first orgasm.She remained face down, refusing to look at me. I sat silently for a few minutes while a fresh wave of regret washed all over me. I had been caught up in my lust I forgot she had rights and that I could be reported and charged with rape.The harsh reality of my act gripped in and got hold of me. I had forced myself on a humble girl that had done nothing to me. I knew she enjoyed it and even came but I started it, forced her down, pulled off her skirt, and then violated her.Shortly, I could hear her weeping softly like a child which resulted to even more remorse growing within me. I could no longer look at her and was really uncomfortable seated there. So, I stood up, packed my things and left for my room, waiting for aunt Uka to return so she could report me to her.A few days pass with an awkward silence and growing tension between us. Each one of us did everything to avoid the other. I was really thankful to God that she didn't report to anyone and for that, I kept her in a high place in my heart. Praying and wishing we did it again with no regret afterwards.The third night after the sexual encounter, I was sleeping peacefully when I was suddenly awakened by a soft knock on the door. Wiping the sleep off my eyes with my left hand I responded softly."Yes…"The door gave way slowly and Philomena entered almost tiptoeing. She switched on the light after closing the door behind and joined me on the bed. She sat at the edge of the bed, quite far from my reach.I looked up at her blearily before asking, "What's up?"Philomena looked out of the window avoiding my gaze and mouthed, "I came just to say" she fumbled."I'm sorry for the other day" I quickly spat it ou
Then she grabbed my hard dick, moving it around like a car gear."Wow, you are ready to go, huh?" she said before licking my shaft from the tip. The feeling of her warm and sensitive tongue on my dick sent me to the third heaven. I gave out a loud manly moan like Uncle Philip. Maybe that was what Aunt Uka was doing to her husband.Unaware of what was going through my mind, she ran her tongue up and down along the underside of my cock before taking my balls into her mouth. She gently sucked on them while stroking me off before licking her way back to the head of my cock. She took all of me into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down my cock.I shivered and groaned at the sweet pleasure engulfing my cock. I felt the tightness of her throat pressing on me as if she really wanted to swallow me whole. Then she pulled back, let out a satisfied sigh and stroked me some more with her hand.Seconds after, she returned it to her mou
I found myself resting against the ancient trunk of an Iroko tree. The undammed trees were skyscraper tall making them the towers of the forest. The forest smelled strongly of rotten animals and wet woods. I felt the warm morning sun peeping through the leaves and branches to rest on my face and skin, forming unique patterns of light and shade on the forest floor.Black eagles were screeching high above the canopy of leaves. Their cruel sharp eyes were on the lookout for an animal to devour. Crickets chirped, bullfrogs croaked, and wind swept through the forest, creating a rustling sound, bringing with it the scent of swamp water and decaying vegetation. The winds also brought death, killing off some of the leaves on the branches and they fell off to join their companions on the forest floor.Looking for a way out of this repelling environment, I saw Philomena cat-walking on the bush path not far away, her buttocks shaking beneath a short jigida that covere
Ignoring her, I kept screaming the name of my Savior and Lord “Jesus!” till my eyes blasted open and I woke up frightened, looking around scared to the teeth and out of air. Sweating like someone that just concluded a marathon. My dick was on fire like a chilly pepper was applied to it. As though the windows were open, a sudden chill swept through me, cutting on the marrow of my bones.The door burst open and my mother came in, already panicking, she asked“What is it? What is wrong with you?”“Nothing mama, it was just a dream” I stuttered in denial.“Just a dream that woke you up and you are sweating like a Christmas goat?” she asked unbelief written all over her face.I took a deep breath before responding “It was a nightmare”.“What was it about?” she joined me in the bed and placed her cold hand over my warm shoulders.&ldquo
In a hammer bus to Lagos, I sat directly behind the driver close to the window. The air in the bus was filled with dissimilar noises. A child was crying while the mother did nothing to calm her down. On the last row sat a man around his forties with a bald head. He was screaming at his much younger wife beside him; raining down abuses and saliva on the innocent lady who simply bent down her head in guilt not uttering a word. On the middle row sat a younger man in a black suit with a grey tie, lying over the phone to his employer. Saying he was already in Lagos while we're just halfway into the journey.Ignoring the liar, I looked out the window, the fresh breeze washed through my face, making my eyelids flicker, pushing out through the window the repelling and stomach twisting gas in the bus. I admired the beautiful and green landscape of this great country; the thick and inhabited forest on both sides of the road.Allowing my imagination to run wild, I won
"I know right now; you are thinking that it is just a dream and means nothing. Maybe it was with a lover or a crush and you think it is cool. It is just my brain playing a trick on me, bringing my sexual desire to live, you tell yourself.That is exactly what the devil wants you to think; so, it can control your life and destiny. Sometimes the devil will come with the face of a loved one." the young prophetess said sending a chill down my spine, weakening my legs.What if I have a spiritual wife for real and she comes in the night with the face of Philomena to have sex with me. The thought of it made me tremble all over with terror. Yesternight was not the first time I was making love with Philomena in the dream. Though, that was the first one that ended terribly. We made love frequently in my dreams and I saw it as nothing. Even in the afternoon when I sleep. It happens like I am in a trace. It is really difficult to tell sometimes whether it is real or a dream.
"You see, brother and sisters in the Lord. There comes a time in every man's life when the father remembers him and today is that day for this young man. The Lord is remembering you right now in Jesus' name!""Amen!" we all responded. The weird dream of that young man had awoken a strange fear within me. For the first time since the death of my father, I was afraid. Could I possibly have a spiritual wife? I questioned myself as the heat rose up to my neck."The Lord is telling me that the lady you took home is a serpent from the marine world in human form"."God forbid," Silas sighed after circling his head with his right hand."This is not a matter of God forbid" she continued "You were putting your finger into the mouth of a serpent and you thought it was a pretty girl with a charming smile. The Lord saved your life"."Thank you, Jesus!" Silas interrupted her, waving at the heavens."The meaning of your
What happened here? I inquired. Maybe, Aunt Uka, her husband, and their daughter had a little family time before they headed for work. Ignoring the untidiness, I fell into my favourite couch, the same one I had sex with Philomena on for the first time. The sweet memory of that day came hitting hard; a fulfilled smile appeared on my face and blood ran down to my dick. I prayed on the bus to meet her at home, so I could have a feel of her warm breast against my chest and grab that ass as hard as possible.I was almost dozing off when I heard a sharp sound from upstairs. "I thought Khalid said there was no one at home, who are moving things up there?" I questioned myself and stood up to have a look.As I went up the stairs, I saw a black skirt on the floor. This brought me delight and also made me curious. Delight that this could be a romantic gesture but curious as to who owns the skirt because I haven't seen it on Philomena before.About three s