Chapter Twelve

Sex is an emotion... Mae West

Emotions; feelings are such great force that makes even the mightiest of men act like a baby- Mine

Unhooking her bra, thank goodness it was the type that had its hook on the front. He was greeted with moulds so fresh like a sweet mango without blemish, so full like the bosom of the morning tide and succulent as fresh grapes planted by the river side. The sight before him was so gracious that the sight alone intoxicated him. Her pink nipples pointing to the ceiling seductively calling on him to come have a taste and that was exactly what he it.

"Ah!" Ifeoma let out a soft moan. She surprised even herself as she didn't know she was capable of making such sounds. She was tensed and at the same time aroused. Her fingers found its way to Obi's masculine shoulders and God! She loved how it felt: how firm it was; she didn't know what this new sensation was, but she loved it; every bit of it. 

Obi rested his weight mainly on his left hand as he didn't want to make her uncomfortable regarding her condition.

"You taste so great" he said as he soaked her right mould like it was his favourite candy. He soon discarded his shirt then came in pants until he was left in just his briefs. Ifeoma was totally smitten, she was panting really hard. She felt something hard poke her laps but she didn't dare to look thou Obi was still in his briefs. She wished she had the expertise to match his stamina. She just laid on the bed on just her panties with just anticipation in her heart. When it came to the practical aspect of sex; she knew she was nothing compared to Obi. The man exuded sexuality. The type she read in books.

"Tell me when it hurts" Obi says admist licking and sucking her lower lips. I want to stimulate you so it wouldn't hurt much" he says as he licked her ear lobe. Ifeoma was lost in ecstasy to make a reply. Soon she felt Obi pull down panties using his legs to pull it all the way down until it fell off her legs; with the obstruction out of the way he stroked her clit. The feeling was unexplainable, she couldn't comprehend anything anymore. God! She felt like she was swimming in the sky admist the clouds.

"Someone is already ready for me aha" Obi said as he continued stroking her clit whist kissing her on the lips to distract her and massaging her right moulds with his free hand. He couldn't believe this was what he's being denying himself all this while; after the first time; which he couldn't really place the feeling since he was drunk.

"Ah!" Ifeoma felt something building up in her stomach. She could swear she was no more her self neither was she still in the planet; earth. She had never felt this way not even on her first time with him. This was different; it was out of the world.

Obi knew she was already on the way, it was a matter of minutes before she makes her release; he increased his pace whist soaking hard on her moulds and giving her a gentle bite on her nips as he continued to stroke her down there. Soon she maked her release. She made the most sexy sound he's ever heard before. It sounded so soft yet alluring, so sexy that it stimulated his groin. She didn't know what she unintentionally do to him. He soon left every other thing to go have a taste of the sexiness.

God! She smelt so nice, her taste was nothing like he's ever known. Ifeoma on the other hand was yet to recover from the unexplainable ecstasy when she felt Obi's tongue on her down region. She felt like she was drowning in pleasure. It was all new and too much for her. She didn't even know she could make such sounds like she's being making. God she sounded like a slut or to be fair like those actresses she saw on movies; she thought to herself admist the overload of pleasure she was experiencing.

Obi didn't wait to lick her dry. He didn't want her to recover before sliding into her. So, he undressed fully as he was still in his briefs. He could already feel is rod as hard as a rock and he was right; he's shaft stood out majestic and aroused. As he removed his rod to drill the wonderful pot of honey beneath him inserting just the tip as she was still so tight; he heard his phone right inside his trousers somewhere in the room.

He ignored it. The caller whoever it was still continued to call none stop. Like a planned deal a rasp was heard on the door.

" Madam are you okay?" He heard aunty Nina say from outside.

What sort of bad luck was this he signed loudly. He must've being jinxed. What was he supposed to do with his shaft so hard that he hurts. He didn't want to deal with a blue ball for Christ sake.

Ifeoma who was still recovering from the ocean of pleasure felt incomplete. She wanted him, no she needed him. It was like the world was against them. First the stupid person calling him and now aunty Nina. For the first time she felt a pang of hatred for the woman. She cared less if aunty Nina was only looking out for her. Why did she have to come now of all times. Did she hear her shout for help or scream to be saved. She signed in fustration.

Obi was furious, first it was some incessant call from some nonentity and now aunty Nina. What did she take him for? Did she think that perhaps he would kill Ifeoma or have her slaughtered out of rage? Now he would have to deal with a blue ball. He wished he had just gone all the way but he knew he wouldn't have; not when he knew how tight she was. He deflowered her that night; the blood on his bed was prove.

Standing up groggily he picked up his briefs with so much difficulty.  His shaft was so hard he wondered how it was going to to look on his briefs worse still how he was going to walk back to his room. He wore his clothes anyway not like there was another way. It was either he continued and have aunty Nina listen to him plough his wife....Wow, that was new, he had never referred to her as such in his mind. Some many new things seemed to be happening today.

Looking funny in his trousers as his shaft was obviously protruded through it...

One look at Obi and Ifeoma was confused on whether to laugh or cry. She could see the helplessness in his expression. She decided to make it less awkward for him. Sounding as convincing and normal as she could: "aunty Nina I'm fine" she shouted just incase the woman was still at the door; that would be her cue to leave so Obi would feel less embraced.