Love, Lust And Lost

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Love, Lust And Lost

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He drew close to her suddenly and engaged her lips in a romantic kiss which sent her back falling on the bed as if she had been expecting such. He located her hands and spread both like ‘Jesus on the cross’, lips still in motion; his hands were inter-locked with hers, she couldn’t move. She was pinned down.

Izu being a sharp and experience guy, used his legs still stretched out of the bed to lift hers off the floor, moving them on the bed and placing her well balanced at the middle.

Theresa’s blood had traveled in no time across her veins; her nervous system seemed to be powered by locomotive barrel(boiler), that she started breathing hard.

He released his grip off her hands, removed his shirt and she equally pushed him up a little as he was kissing her neck. She removed her blouse and left the bra for him to unlock which he did immediately without receiving orders. Once he removed the bra, the twin in her chest stood pointing upwards, – they were well ripe like oranges and he threw the bra out of sight.

He fondled the b0s0m and when he noticed the heat coming out of her nostrils as she m0aned, he held both Tips between forefingers and thumbs, stroke them gently then rapidly increasing the pace.

“Arh Izu! Mmmmm!” She groaned continuously “faster please, arh! Damn it!”

Then it got to the stage she seemed to not be alive again, her spirit completely lost in the spirit world, as though she were in her Avatar state.

Noticing the pleasure he was giving her, he made a killer move by stroke-screwing her Tips as if it were a screw and his fingers, screw-driver. “Arh!. F^ck it, Mmmm!.” She let out shrill m0ans “stop it Izu, plee,.aas,..ee! Arh!. Faster please, give me more!” She shivered and shook as she went on her first orgasm.

‘See person wey want make I stop it, dey close her eyes and shake like person wey dey inside ice-water’ Izu thought and knowing fully well, the opportunity to act fast before she got back from wherever her orgasm might have taken her. He quickly drew her deeper-life skirt up to her thighs, stopping it clumped together at her waist; – her black-tight visible with her puffy-cunt shooting out in a tempting shape, made him completely afraid, his heartbeat increased and hot sweat scrolled down his face gingerly.

He drew her tight and pant down together as she raised her legs off the bed so he could remove it totally from her legs.

He removed the hook of his trouser; no boxers on, – tore a condom off its pack and wore it. His J0yst!ck pointing upwards as though a priest were raising his hand stretched to bless a congregation.

The moment he made to enter her legs which was now wide open, revealing her black-wet-cunt, twat-lips sparkling pink. Her hands came off her eyes, which was intended to cover her shyness; – she crawled hurriedly backwards on her elbows, perhaps she was afraid of his J0yst!ck that pointed big like a pestle.

“No, Izu! We can’t do this,”she shrieked, her once pleasured-face during orgasm now in disgust.

“But Theresa, why na?.” He asked, his face now pitiful like his J0yst!ck gradually bowing to slumber.

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“I don’t want to! I’m so afraid. Please let’s start going, dress up.” She protested, trying to get off the bed to where her clothes had flew to.

He drew her back and looked into her eyes “shey you no love me, Theresa?.” He asked a question which he needed no reply to.

Even if he weren’t told, he should know she loved him so much. Just because she was refusing him s*x, seemed she doesn’t love him, had never loved him.

She met his gaze and read it becoming dark, depicting he was sad. She was just too flexible(feeble) in mind, could be easily bought by emotion. She didn’t respond his question, rather she drew close to him and their lips were in motion again.

Izu sure knew how to get her, she was in the very bondage of love, – nothing could make her hurt his feelings. She doesn’t even love seeing him sad or worried.

When he saw his tricks to have worked magic on her, he located her laps and dipped one finger into her honeypot, lips still in motion while she opened her legs for him.

“Arh,……..God!. Izu plea……..se!” She m0aned. It was clear, she was confused about what she wanted, her urge to be utilised or kill the urge. But time to kill it was gradually taking a prom out of the door.

He was thrusting his finger back and forth while she m0aned. He added another finger to the first and she changed tone “you are killing me Iiii,…………zu!,…….. Sh*t! Give me more.” She had removed her lips from his now; her head was placed on his shoulder, clogged as though she would kiss his nape. She clung to him fastened like a child would cling to her mother, when put on her chest, the way europeans carried their babies at the front.

He had thrust her honeypot for some few minutes, his two fingers now dripping of Pour.

There were people scampering outside, – foot could be heard stamping on the ground as they raced for safety but it didn’t seemed to bother Izu; his ears were filled with Theresa’s m0an.

He wanted to tell her to m0an silently but he feared she might be brought back to her madness of not wanting him to enter her. He was half way through gaining entrance into the gate of pleasure, once he added a finger more and thrust for some seconds, he would remove it and dip his `Moses rod’ into it, then she would have no choice than to let him he thought.

Immediately he added another finger to make it three, she squirted and gave a booming m0an that it could be heard from outside the room “Arrrr::::::::rrr::::::::hhhhhhh!.” She shook as though she had had contact with a life-wire. “Godddddddddd!!!”

`Gbam! Gbam!! Gbam!!! The door sounded with aggressive thud.