Must Read: The Cartel (18+)

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: The Cartel (18+)

Friday evening past 7pm, Ima heard a knock on the door. Opening the window blinds, she looked downstairs and saw Michael’s car parked there. Thank goodness he’s back because she was already worried and scared of the house alone in the night. Returning to the door she asked who it was and confirmed he was the one before opening the door.
“Sorry sweetheart. I kept you waiting” he said hugging her and giving her a peck just inches away from her lips. He held a bottle of wine and a gift bag.
“Welcome sir” she replied freeing herself from his hug. This had been the routine for most of the week. Sweetheart, Dear and Baby where the only way he had been addressing her since that clash with Mrs Margaret. “I was beginning to worry o” she said as she offered to collect the items he held.

Interpreting her statement to mean she cared for him in the same regard, stepping into the house and closing the door he replied “We had a little party at the office. One of the contract my firm got which I was overseeing was handed over to the client today. So we celebrated in the office. But knowing my sweetheart is ay home, I had to stop over and get something for her too and this wine so we celebrate together specially at home”.
With that he handed over the gift bag to her saying “For someone special. You deserve this”
Receiving the bag joyfully, she thanked him as she gladly brought out the content of the bag. A black single strap dinner gown, a matching pair of white floral bra and p@anties, “Love’s Baby Soft” perfume and a Pura Lopez stiletto. Then there was one of the old dresses Jama bought for her which she hadn’t worn.
The shoe and dress were the type she only saw on TV and on some women in the capital city.


She didn’t need him to say anything as she knew they must all be very expensive designer items. She jumped on him saying “Thank you sir” repeatedly
On his part, he managed to catch and hold her up by her yummy butt0ckz. Even with the wine bottle on his hand, he still found a way to sq££ze her butt saying “Don’t mention love. There’ll be a party on Sunday evening at the venue, so I got them for you so you’ll attend with me. sorry I had to steal your dress so I could get the perfect measurement for you”
“I understand.. I understand” she repeated gladly still on him.
Feeling his J0yst!ck start to tent, he said “Ok I’m famished. Hope dinner is ready because I feel like “Eating you” right now.”.
While he meant eating her pvssy, she felt her was just being sarcastic. Dropping from his body, she said “I prepared fried rice and chicken like you instructed in the morning. Go change and freshen up while I set the table”. Though she felt his eréction, she was too happy to be bothered about it.
“Here, put this in the freezer so it chills faster” he said handing over the bottle of wine to her.

***

During dinner, he joke with her and they both laughed like they’ve been acquainted with each other since forever. He old her she would fix her hair the next day so she can outshine every young lady that would attend the party on Sunday with his colleagues. She was overjoyed hearing all these. She’ll finally attend a party and be watched on TV herself.
Done with dinner, she cleared the table while he returned to his room.
By 9pm, both of them dressed in their pajamas after washing their mouths and having their baths, settled down on the couch to watch a movie he said he bought sometime ago.
After all the preliminaries, the title of the movie came up. “Emmanuelle”. This was the popular 1974 soft-core adult flick. While she didn’t know what the movie was all about, he knew having watched and jerked off to it severally. It was at this point he went over to the fridge to get the wine.


Returning,with two glasses, he popped open the wine and offered her a glass after filling it. He filled one for himself and settled in next to her. Though thus wasn’t her first time with alcohol, this particular one had a flavour and sweet taste which made her empty her glass before the movie went anywhere.


He helped he refilled her glass. By the time the first s*x scene began, she was already feeling hot inside. She had been sitting eréct the whole time, but he calmly held her by the shoulder and asked her to relax on the couch saying “You’re so tensed”
Sipping the drink in one gulp, she placed the glass on the table and settled into the couch, lifting her legs from the floor. From the corner of his eyes, he watched her chest and boöbs rise steadily as she was breathing. The movie proceeded with other scenes as he finished his glass and placed it on the table too. Moving closer to her, he kept his right hand on her shoulder, allowing it to drop to her side arm.



Her pulled her closer to his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder.



Every now and then, he would steal a glance at those boöbs which were held firmly in her bra under her pajama top. So close yet so far away from reach. As they watched on, they both laughed when necessary and she asked a few questions about the scenes too. Each time she laughed, she moved her hips closer to his body until their side were now touching. Micheal felt his J0yst!ck thriving painfully inside his boxers, she felt the movement too both they both remained silent. At this point, he began to stroke the length of her arm gently.
“Hmm hmm hmm” she suddenly giggled
“What?” he asked absent mindedly
“That man, see what he’s doing to her” she replied giggling at a scene where a man was using his finger to tease a lady’s p@nty clad pvssy under the table while his face remained straight and sincere as he addressed other guests.
“Funny” he replied absent mindedly having been thinking about ramming his J0yst!ck in her pvssy
“Its hot” she replied calmly knowing he was staring at her heaving boöbs. Deep down, her pajama bottöm was as soaked from her juice as her p@anties was.
“hmmmm” he heaved a deep sigh. “See how uncomfortable she is” he said moving his hand upward while using his thumb to rub against her right cheek briefly. Dropping his hand down, he placed it on her stomach while making sure it was pressing her right b0s0m.


The hand pressing her b0s0m and the scene on the screen excited her so much she didn’t know when she gave out a low m0an!ng “hmmm” sound.
“What d’ you say” he asked not sure if he she said something
“Nothing” she responded wishing his fingers will just go under the waistband of her pajama pants and press her burning pvssy. For some inexplicable reason, she wasn’t thinking about her Molest experience. Instead she felt hot and arousëd. She had now moved her head away from his shoulder and placed it on his chest. His hand began to gently carëss her stomach.


Stealing a glance at his groin, she could she what was a modest eréction throbbing gently as it wished to be stroked. She quickly returned he gaze to the screen fearing she might be tempted to grab it. She swallowed saliva excitedly at the thought of blowing his J0yst!ck.


While her heart was beating, she could feel his too racing, yet no one said anything or made any other move.


Gosh, she needed to be fvcked right now she thought. She could feel a wet spot under her butt0ckz already as she leaked unto the couch. But deep within her heart, she felt this was wrong. “He is your benefactress’s lover” a voice said but was quickly followed by a counter voice which reminded her “She already thinks you’re sleeping with him, so why not just ride him and quench the itch in your pvssy?”
There was tension in the dark living living room which was only illuminated by the light from the TV screen. Despite the fan, the temperature between them was hot enough to bake.
Michael’s heart raced as he hoped for another movement from,her so he could try something else. Here he was, at 35 not sure of what to do with a 19 years old girl. Is she into this or was she just responding to the movie? So many questions filled his head as he felt another drool of his pre-Pour run down his thigh.
He wondered if he wasn’t the same person that fvcking a 40 years old woman, why is he afraid of this girl? So moving his right hand from her stomach, he pretended to itch his chin briefly before dropping the hand back to her stomach. But as he returned the hand, he deliberately brushed the top of her left b0s0m while also running his elbow on the right one.


Then with trembling fingers, he daringly push the hem of her pajama top aside and placed his hand on her bare stomach. Her skin was burning hot as he began to carëss it slowly.


From the naval, to her sides and down to her pubes just shy from the hem of her p@anties, he felt her soft skin, while being conscious of her pubic hair that came up that way. “Boy, is she bushy?” he wondered as he ran just the tip of his little finger under the hem of her p@anties.


Ima was vey much aware of what he was doing. She knew it would have been more convenient for him to scratch his, him with his free left hand, yet he used the right. She was enjoying the whole experience especially how his finger trembled in fear. She silently hoped he would just push his hand into her p@anties and see the flood he had caused. As she sat watching Emmanuelle being fvcked in a scene, she wished he would just make his move or allow her go into her room and play with her pvssy. She desperately needed to Pour.
“She’ll make a damn good chase player” Micheal thought. “She’s definitely waiting to see my next move” he concluded. He wished he could just pull his J0yst!ck out and start stroking. They’ve been playing this game since the week began, yet like a queen in a game of chase, her moves have been unpredictable.



Finally deciding to make a move, she move her legs in a pretext of trying,to be comfortable. Doing this, she pushed herself into him, resting her elbows just a few inches from his throbbing and restless J0yst!ck. “I’ve made my move.

Lets see yours!” she said in her head while smiling at the Tv screen.
Immediately she stopped moving, he wasted no time with his next move. Acting as though he wanted to support her I being comfortable on his chest, he moved his hand under her pajama top and held her left b0s0m. Cupped it firmly before ending the hold with a gentle sq££ze.
“Mmmm” she m0aned and remain silent and motionless. “Gosh, why didn’t I remove this bra that time” she wondered in her head.



She wanted him to be bold, pull the bra down, föndle her boöbs, pinch and sU-Ck her nail hard nipplës.
He took her m0an!ng to be a go ahead as he returned his hands to her stomach. This time he began to carëss her p@nty line, inserting just the tip of his small finger under the p@anties hem. Then in what was his boldest move since she moved in with him, he moved his hand and placed it on her thigh. But he was surprised when she moved her legs up in a way that made his hand fall directly on her crotch. Then she return her leg to its initial state..
“Fvck it” he swore in his head as he pressed and closed his palm around her p@anties and pajama clad pvssy mould.
She heaves a deep “hmmmmmmm” sound spreading her legs wider. The game was over as she turned and faced him. With their eyes locked on each others, their lips were the next to lock as his left hand cupped and began to föndle her right b0s0m.


As the kissing progressed, she began to fall backwards into the couch. Within minutes, her pajama top was removing revealing her bra clad melons. Behaving like a novice, he attempted albeit unsuccessfully to unhook the bra. She had to do it herself and fell back into the couch.


He wasted no time in taking her one,of the hand nipplës in his mouth. sU-Cking it ever so passionately in a way that would make a sU-Ckling baby green with envy, her föndled the other b0s0m. By the time he took the free nipplë in his mouth, his hand was already inside her p@anties. On her part, she massaged his J0yst!ck through his pajama pants
“Hey, you wanted this all week. They’ll be enough time for love making” he told himself as he freed the nipplë and began to lick her belle downward. Getting to her navel, he kissed it before kissing to her p@anties. Holding,the pajama pants by the waistband, he began to tug while she lifted her asa off the couch to aid him.


Stuck on her feet, he tried to pull it off with force while she kicked in annoyance of the break in transmission. Finally done, he knelt on the floor, spread her legs and began to lick her p@nty clad pvssy. She whimpered all through while pressing his head with one hand. This lasted only a while before he held the p@anties by the waistband and tugged. Her pvssy scent immediately filled his nostril. Spreading her legs, he lapped, sU-Cked, chewed, nibbled and drank from her fountain.


Standing up, she watched as he pulled both his pajama pants and boxers down in one moved. With a mind of their own, her legs parted widely as he descended J0yst!ck-in-hand between her leg. She felt him run it up and down her now her wet pvssy slit he had licked dry a few seconds ago.

He didn’t want to make love right now. He wanted to fvck her. And he did just that. Guiding the head of his J0yst!ck into her love channel, he immediately began thrusting as had as he could. Surprisingly, she lifted her hips up to meet him halfway. She wanted it hot and fast too. Her hands found his butt0ckz cheeks as she held and drove him in all the more.
Sweat dripping, m0an!ng from the TV, m0an!ng from Ima, grunting from Micheal. The room was all about s*x s*x s*x. The passion and tension between these two had begun since Monday, so this round wasn’t gonna last. Not with the teasing of this night. Within 5 minutes of what was approximately a thrust per sec, Micheal exploded his balls deep inside Ima’s pvssy. His hot Pour was so much and full of force that she felt it hit her cervix which like the red button, triggered an explosion in her pvssy.
Catching their breaths, he remained lodged in her. Somehow, his J0yst!ck never got limp despite that much Pour.
They would go on to make a more passionate love