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Thursday, 23 March 2017

gUiLtY PleAsUrE


GUILTY PLEASURE a short story written by Onuzulike somtochukwu 

I knew he was coming again tonight.

I should do something, I thought…..



 I cringed inwardly hating the fact that I was weak to his vices, it wasn’t right but I wanted it.
 I hated that I was anticipating the “CREEEAK” sound my old bedroom door makes subsequently announcing his presence.

 Memories of the previous nights flooded my brain and something stirred in-between my thighs.

How could a human being have this effect on me?

 " CReeAAAK "

 I closed my eyes quickly and feigned sleep. Such has been our game; I pretend to be asleep and he awakens me with soft feathery kisses gently brushing his well groomed beard on my skin.

I laid there, waiting for him to come to me. My pulse raced, my heartbeat thundered wildly.

 I could smell him but why was he just standing there?  I fought the temptation to open my eyes. If I did then the spell will be shattered.  Finally he moved towards me, my heightened senses made it easy to sense his movements.
 My racing heartbeat raced even further. I felt his weight on the bed then the scent of him became stronger than ever.
Another few seconds of utter silence, then warm soft lips met my toes. His beards grazed my shin; I bit my lips to hold in the gasp of pleasure.  He continued travelling along my legs, taking his time to worship every exposed skin. My insides quivered, the electricity was almost uncontrollable.  I gripped the pillow tightly to prevent my hands from gripping him. He gently lifted my night dress and continued his explicit worship. He made his way to my thighs separating them gently; I was already his for the taking. He parted my thongs slightly and sank into the juicy mushiness in between my thighs, setting off a shattering wave of pleasure.
 I pulled at the sheets involuntarily, realizing I had since stopped feigning sleep and was moaning endlessly.  His tongue worked, flipping, caressing, and playing around a sweet spot… then he drove his tongue inside me. My body arched, I could barely handle the pleasure it was almost too much…. I begged, cried for him to stop, but he kept his mouth on me; then I exploded!  Shuddering and quaking and repeating his name severally. He took one last taste and moved to look at me dead straight into my eyes.
 I could feel his bulge as he hovered over me, then he took my lips… raw pleasure raced again.  He nudged my thighs apart and without warning he thrust, hard and full; I gasped barely able to breathe.
 He rocked…  “You’re mine Simi” he grunted as he continued pumping into me. I moaned with pleasure and he became desperate… pounding away with a rhythm that was as fast as time.
  “You’re mine” he grunted again and with a low cry he poured
He collapsed on top of me and we laid there listening to each other’s heartbeat.

This was love!  I was sure. I laughed inwardly imagining my sister’s reaction when she finds out her husband has fallen for plain Simi who everyone assumed couldn’t get a man.

'This feels just right' I whispered, with a wicked grin.





2 comments:

  1. Wait… what?! Her sister's husband?! Oh my…������

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    1. Lol,am guessing you loved the twist. Thank you for reading

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