Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

7 years ago

Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

Clara’s call woke me up early the next morning. She wanted to hear my voice. Hmmm that early?

That was nice.

As I dropped the call, something hit me. If Jay didn’t sleep immediately he came in, then she must have been hearing Rumie’s door and mine open and close. Movements between the two rooms. He may have suspected something. Well, if he asked…

It was around 6 in the morning, still a bit dark. Jay’s door opened. A moment later, there was a crash, it seemed to come from around the gate. I got up and went outside to see what had happened.

It was dark, there was no light outside. The bulb must have burned out during the night. Jay was out there with his friend. The crash was Rumie flower vase.

Jay said his friend had mistakenly fallen over it because it was dark.

The vase had broken. Bibi came out. And when she had heard what happened she said it wasn’t a problem and had brought her rechargeable bulb to help illuminate the area to park the pieces away. She had assured it wasn’t a problem.

Without her assurance, I would have thought it would be a problem cos I know a little of the history of that vase and how Bibi cherished it.
After it all, I turned to Jay
“Its your turn to change the bulb so don’t forget before its night.”
“Yes I know jare. Maybe I should call Rumie to tell her and apologize before she comes back”
Again Bibi said there wouldn’t be any need. She was really being nice.

Later same morning I called Rumie to know if she was okay. She said she was. And chipped in that she need me to help her out with some information on some bank instruments. But she said it wasn’t a phone conversation. Her dad had called her to help him sort out some private bank issues since he wasn’t too strong to go out. So we would see later in the day.

We joked a bit more and I teased her about leaving Bibi alone and she had said
“But she’s not alone nau, aren’t you are there?”

Shocked at what the meaning of that might be, but before I could utter anything else, she asked how my day would be and if I could meet her at GTB, Allen Avenue. Well, it depended on what time. So we agreed it to be at 1pm.

What did she mean by “But she’s not alone nau, aren’t you there?”? Could it be Bibi told her and she was okay with it? I really doubt this.

Remembering the reason for her cold war with Clara. And that me and her were close enough. Or the closeness be the reason she was comfortable? Hmmmm… Whatever it was, I still can’t decipher.

The call ended and I had also chipped in about her vase and she didn’t even seem as worried.

Bibi had come in same morning and merely looking at her in a camisole with her Tips pushing against it was doing something to me.

“How was ur night” she asked
I got up from where I sat and was stylishly moving towards her
“Fine. It was fine” by now I was around her and before she realized what the plan was, I came round her. And kissed her shoulder. Her back
“Staaaag”
My hands found her breasts as I fondled them, she said weakly
“Staag stop” but didn’t push me away.

I boldened up, forgetting it was morning, my rod came alive.

No much pre-intimacy, I pulled down her free trousers down and bent her over. My rod had broken free from my boxers and the cap of my cocck found her womanliness. I inserted it and slid in my whole shaft. She breathed unusually.

Her hand came behind her as she held her bums and parted them so I could slid in better, with less friction. She wasn’t as wet yet.

But as I fuvcked her she started becoming wetter and wetter. I fuvcked her and for about another 15minutes I was ramming Bibi from the back this early morning. At a point I pulled her camisole off and was handling her cones while screwing her from behind. Early morning doggey.

My shaft was smeared with white pap. It covered my rod and more was flowing out. The sight of it was s*xy**. I fvcked her more and more flowed out. Soon the whole of her womanliness region was covered with the smear.

Not long later I erupted. I had withdrawn, so my Pour splashed on her bum.

I snatched the handkerchief on the table and wiped it off. She stayed there and rested a bit, before leaving.

Wow! Bibi’s Well was sweet! I’d like to yansh her again maybe at night.

Really, sweet girl. And she showed me some love.

At least, she returned last night to give me what to eat cos she knows I had expended some energy.

Her mood was the evidence. Yes, this night.

And I nor go mind make I get bj from this girl this night sef…