Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

I no go lie, body sweet me small. My third leg responded in hope of servicing. I rushed to the bus stop to go wait for her. While I await her arrival, the smell of Suya arrested my nose. I bought a #300 Suya to keep my mouth a little busy like I Go Die will say.

After 15mins of wait, my phone ranged. It is Cynthia. With her phone glued to her ear, she looked round that bus stop hoping to see anyone who looks like Femi. I walked up to her and a sigh of relief ensued.

When we got home, she requested to take a shower. I gave all she needed to be comfortable. I vacated my room for her so she could sleep on my bed cos that was the only bed in that house. Since I hardly use the second room, the room remained virtually empty save some cartons of electronics in there. She asked why I vacated my room for her and I explained. She then offered to go sleep on the chair in the sitting room but I didn’t buy the idea.

Me: Don’t worry Cynthia. This is my house. You just make yourself comfortable, ok?

Cynthia: Thank you Femi.

I left her in the room and left for the sitting room.

I was playing my video game when she came to the sitting room to request for a wrapper. By now she had changed into a nightie, apparently the night gown she would have worn at her friend’s house had she not traveled. It was a transparent skyblue gown with no bra. Her b0s0m standing so firmly like Adenuga Towers. The Tips were so black, big and pointed. Her white p@anties caught my attention the most. In fact, it made me imagined she had nothing on her,

Cynthia: Femi I need a wrapper.

Me: Oh wrapper? Ok. Come.

I led to my room and opened my wardrobe to her to chose from the varieties of wrappers I had. She picked one and I returned the rest.

Cynthia: Godd night Femi.

Me: Good night Cynthia.

I left the room and switched off the light at her request. I went back to the sitting to continue my video game. All through my playing, my mind wasn’t at rest. It kept probing and questioning my sudden Father Christmas mood witha beautiful lady sleeping on my bed while I am here playing video games. I got discouraged to continue the game so I switched it off. I lay on my chair looking at the ceiling and imagining different possibilities of impossibilities.

Guys, there is no way you’re going to sleep with a lady alone with you in a house. I couldn’t sleep. I changed sleeping positions on the chair at the rate of 15 positions per minutes., meaning I just kept rolling all around the place.

Suddenly, I thought of a trick: let me pretend that the sitting room was too cold for me. Sincerely, I had rained earlier that morning and whoever understands Lekki will know it is a sandfilled landscape. Even without rain, you there not stay out at night. The wind is just not good for health. Yes! I’ve found a good excuse.

I removed from sitting and went inside the room. Cynthia had wrapped herself up and slept. She left a space behind her so big enough to contain me without disturbing her. I quietly la!d beside her to sleep. I had barely la!d down when she turned, apparently changing sleeping position. Her leg collided with mine and that sent a pulse to her that she’s got a company.

Cynthia: Who is there?

Me: It’s me Femi. The cold in the sitting room is too much. Please let me just manage here.

Cynthia: Please do. The bed is big enough for both of us. Besides I wanted to tell you about the cold when I came to ask you for wrapper earlier.

Me: Thanks…and sorry for the inconvenience caused.

Cynthia: There is no inconvenience oooo Femi.

She chuckles and returned to sleep. We slept with our backs turned against each other. Like I said earlier, sleep no catch me ooo. My heart kept racing up and down.

Gradually, I closed the distance between us. I made sure that from my position, my hand can touch any part of her body conveniently. Slowly, I placed my hand on the bed, a little close to her booty. I moved it slowly until the tip of my fingers touch her butt0ckz. She moved her body and I quickly withdraw my hand; though she never changed position. I tried again and this time, she didn’t make any move. My hand begin to ascend up to her pelvic up to her stomach. Still, no movement. That encouraged me to move up tight to her so that there was no space between us. I was so close to her so much that my machine was already greeting her butt0ckz. Still this girl no move. My hand gradually moved up her b0s0m and rested on one of them. When I noticed she didn’t make a move, I tried a little trick to see if she was fast asleep. I called her name and to my surprise, she answered me instantly,

Me: Sorry. I thought you were asleep already.

Cynthia: I would have, if not for your straying hand that kept checking my particulars!

Oh boy! Na that time I no say na so e dey do both male and female, though the female may feign sleep but trust me, the sleep is a ruse. All I was doing silently and codedly became bold and intentional. And all along, she didn’t resist my overtures

Her non-resistance signaled a green light: GO.

First, I made sure my hand played well enough on her bossoms. When I ran my fingers on her Tips, she made a sound of pleasure. Still encourage, I started squeezing her b0s0m so harder and passionately.

When I felt a little satisfied with her bossoms, I moved my hand down south and gradually lift up her gown. My hand found its way into the juicy area of her chocolate city. I ran my fingers on her p@anties, especially the area of the V-spot. She adjusted her body and opened up her legs for my convenience. My fingers were still on her V-spot when I felt a moisture. She was bastardly wet. I slid her p@anties sideways and in goes my middle finger. She held my hand and sharted moving it in and out of her p***y. Her m0an!ng became stronger and heavier.

With one hand pushing my finger in and out of her, the other finger was on my machine, stroking it and trying hard to force it out of my knickers. I helped her to that effect by unzipping my knickers and the man* came out in full force.

She turned herslf around and concentrated on my shaft. Putting things into perspective, there is no girl as professional as Cynthia when it comes to BJ in all of my sexistory! She handled me so perfectly that night. The BJ was so hot that I came.

For the first time, I had s*x with no CD. She got up from the bed, removed her nightie and went dully unclad. Without question I reciprocated. My machine just kept dancing and reminding me that “sebi I dey happy ealier and you say make I never worry.”

I climbed on top of Cynthia and did a little of romance. At this time, I was very charged to discharge the charges I loved to discharge. She opened up her body and I buried my machine inside her jiucy-joint.

The m0an!ngs from my penetration made her go crazy. I went deep inside of her and gave her a f**king lesson. After few minutes of missionary, I turned her face down on the bed. She layed down on her stomach while I push in from the back. I love this position no be small. My machine went deep down inside. All she could do is m0an, m0an and m0an. After some minutes in this position too, I turned her back with her buttock facing my J0yst!ck. I pushed in from behind too while she whined for pleasure.

3 rounds was good enough for a night abi? Cool. When I was about to climax, she climaxed and begged me not to stop. I obliged. With all my energy reserved for spleeping, I held down Cynthia waist, opened her legs and inserted *my sim card* inside her *phone* powerfully.

After a good 20mins of sliding in and out of her, I climaxed. I la!d back on the bed a tired, exhausted and worned out. She engaged me in chat which I hardly responded too. I was ready to sleep. We kissed for the next 10mins until sleep began to close my eyes little by little.

P***y available, d**k served.