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My phone beeped. Picking it up, it was a text from Princess. ‘’I wish I could explain how it happened, but I can’t. I have fallen for you and please don’t make me regret it. 1 4 3.’’
I tried calling her number back but it was switched off. Who does that? Now, I have more reasons to finally red card the calabar fling. Yes, fling. That was what she was to me.
I clocked out of work the following day. I was on my way home when my phone rang. It was Jide. I was a continual visitor at Jide’ hose until last two month. I used to be the champion at the PS 2 game until some guy, who Jide introduced as Santos, his secondary school friend, came and changed my status. He beat me not only once, not twice, but three embarrassing times.
I was sure Jide must have missed the ever bragging former champion, hence why he was calling.
Jide: my padi
Me: how na Jide?
Jide: very well, bro. I haven’t seen you since that your remarkable defeat.
Me: I no dey pass dat your side these days
Jide: Galacious, u still be champion na. Just that, ‘former’ has to come before the title.
Me: you no well. How Santos an?
Jide: He travelled back to Onitsha. So, when u go show? Na only me dey around, the rest sef no dey.
Me: coincidentally, I was just about to get to your street.
Another point worth of note is that Jide’s house, beside the game we were playing there, it was most time available for ‘’royal rumble’’ matches. His parents were barely around. His elder brother was the obstacle, but since he always return from work around 8 pm, we could handle that.
I called Princess later that evening and we spoke awhile. During the conversation she said, ‘’I want to see you’’. I suggested we hook up at the Jide’s. She agreed.
noticed her feet was shaking as we got in. I wanted to show how caring I was by asking why she was involuntarily vibrating, but gala wouldn’t just let me. It focused my eyes straight to her thighs as we were both sitting on the bedside.
She was on a tight gown that was a bit distant from her knees. I moved closer to her and began to kiss her. I held her waist with a hand and continued to kiss her, then gradually her gown was nowhere to be found.
I acted so fast and skilfully. I didn’t waste to time to take off her bra. ALAKA O! Best have ever seen. They were firm and properly shaped. I could feel gala’s reaction to that.
At this stage she was kissing me back passionately until I placed my palm against her nippple then she froze!
She tried to cover her hands with her bo^obs but i laughed at her ‘’what for?’’. Before she could say a word, my mouth descended on them, one after the other.
She began to breathe hard and cry out at the same time. But i didn’t stop until she began to fumble with my trouser.
Now you’re talking. I thought
I pulled down my trouser quickly and placed her hand there. She could feel gala through my boxer shorts and I was sure it was more than she expected.
I asked her to knead it gently but she just froze like a statue – it was growing! ‘’is it too big or too small?’’ i teased but she continued staring like a dummy!
‘’Are you alright?’’ I asked.
‘’I’ve not done this before’’ she whispered,
i looked at her in amazement and chuckled. i didn’t believe her; almost every girl gala had baptized had said the same thing. But at the end of the rumble, they were all wide like an express road!
She watched me, she understood my body language and she could tell i didn’t believe her
‘’I thought you knew I was a virgin?’’ she asked in an accusing tone.
‘’Ermm not really. You don’t really know until you try it’’
‘’neither had I’’ I answered with a straight face.
At this point gala was so furious, asking why I was chatting instead of putting It into use. I began to caress her booobs. This time around, she reciprocated by kneading his HRH—–Gala. She continued until it was double the size! I could feel gala rejoicing.
She placed gala in her mouth. Going back and forth. At the initial stage her performing was so poor, but with some little hints she improved.
Gala couldn’t take it anymore after awhile. I wore a condom and parted her legs aside then she began to fidget. ‘’Relax now, relax’’ i whispered as gala was heading to the Promise Land.
From time to time, she would ask ‘’is it in?’’ It was quite annoying and funny at the same time. It was then I realized she was not joking. Mrs Williams’ daughter was a virgin!
She was so tight. It was like someone had cemented the floor, left it to dry then asked him to penetrate it with his Joystick!
I had to replace gala with the combination of my middle finger and the ring finger of my left hand.
Few minutes after penetrating with my fingers, gala made its re-entry and jubilated like Yekini did against Bulgaria.
To Be Continued…