He had this unreadable look when i got outside. Why is this guy always like this? I was in the midst of something very beautiful... beautiful though i won't be proud...
Who cares?
I, Adediwura Toluwanile is done with chasing and keeping rules.
"What's up Peter? I was sleeping." i was determined to male him feel a little remorse for waking me out of sleep. But his facial expression was disapppointing.
He just stood there, quiet. "Are you okay?" I probed.
"Who is he?" He asked.
I blushed. "Who?" holding back a smile.
"That guy that was all over you earlier today. Tell me he is your brother and you didn't bother to introduce him to your boyfriend."
The sound of "brother" and "boyfriend" didn't go well with my ears. They sounded so strange and somehow irritating. I was never the type to have a brother or a boyfriend, What is he even feeling like?
I was quiet unsure what to say and he was too impatient to wait.
"Aholah, i'm talking to you."
What guts? Gush, he's irritating me!
"He is my brother and i do not remember seeing you around..."
Yes, how did he find out about Roland? He must have seen us but i didn't see him.
"That guy didn't look like your brother and you guys were too close."
"is that jealousy speaking Peter? I thought you trusted me enough..."
"i..."
"Peter can we go to a more private place?The field?" I hated the fact that we were discussing in from of the chapel. Somehow it felt like my judgement was too near.
He walked away without uttering a word.
"Peter you are over thinking things. That was my brother. my immediate brother. He,s just one year older than me and we are so close. " I said, defending myself as i flew steps to catch up with him.
"I'm sorry." he said when we finally settled under a tree. I said him close the distance between us and threw his hand on my laps. Hm, my hormones nudged me to continue from where i had stopped. Really, ive never seen this guy's nakedness before. What would it look like? like Roland's? or Elvis'?
elvis is one of Janet's online niggers, she showed me his nudes once and ask us to do some silly things online with it. Gauche Aholah!
"A penny for your thoughts?"
He said as if reading my thought. No guy, you don't want to know what this girl is thinking. i thought of the man in my dreams, how he fierce did me like i was no human. Maybe it's time to have it physical with another man.
"Peter what is your hand doing on my laps?" i teased.
"Are you asking me?" He laughed. " I've tahing back every bit of my Aholah that that boy took for himself."
"Where you spying on us the whole time?"
"Maybe you should explain to me why your immediate brother had in hands on your laps all through the time you talked. "
"Gush Peter!" i shrieked." Do you know how you sound?"
He moved his hands from my laps and slowly moved my dress away as he drew me sloser to himself. i realizedhe had held my waist from inside my clothes. How skillful. Peter what are you doin to me?
"You're hot babe." he breathed on my face before his mouth envelope mine. " I want a taste of you today and this field. what memories..."
He was blabbering and i wished i could help him or myself. i'm in for this, my body wants it and i can't control myself. im full, full of images, videos, talks, imaginations of how this can be like with another man and out in the open, not in the toiled like it wass with that coward Emmanuel. Maybe this is it. All ive always dreamed of.
He stopped suddenly, the breeze on the field hit my face and i buried it immediately in his shirt.
"I know somwhere more hidden where we can fully enjoy ourselves.'
Even though we both knew that the no staff could be found on the field on a saturday except boys and girl who were there for the same thing we were doing. No, the field should be for praticing sport right? We were not on the one where footballers or athletes practices but an undone area means for runners but overtime had been adopted as a social point for idle students. He led me deeper into this bush and i just like a remote controlled dog. My brain was filled with pleasure and lust. i was drowned already and i just hope that he was at least a little sane. He pressed me against a tree, my skirt slipped off me while my shirt button got minds of their off and flew away. Something was strange about the breeze that blew on me it had so much heat.
His hands found its ways straight into my shorts, i had not worn panties because i realized it was wet when i woke up rom that dream and i pulled it off leaving only my shorts on. It was like i make work easier for us. i moaned as his two fingers found their way into me.
"You are just the perfect one for this." he said. i could not think, he wasn't making sense. He had his head buried between my breast while his hands romance every inch of me. i moaned all the cuss word i had ever heard. it felt like i was acting out the porn films i had watched.
"Let me guess, you are not a virgin or are you?" he aske before putting his main thing inside of me, it didn't look like he expected an answer from me. if i had one for one i couldnt have been able to. He had possessed me with the pleasure he could give. This is indeed different. My soul shook as his manhood stormed into me. i screamed in obvious pleasure and he took my noise in his cupped hands before i exposed us. He pounded and pounded while my life into his. Then we climaxed and in few minutes it was like it never happen.
i looked down at him in disappointment anger, and another i could not easily discern.
"is that all?" i gasped.
"you are obviously exhausted."
Is this not supposed to be for married couples? what is wrong with you Aholah? You are such a shame! My subconscious queried.
"One minute im in the clouds and then you stop and im as light as empty." i complained.
i saw him look around and came to me.
"i could show you more if you want." He had this smiled that should irritate me but only made me want more of him.
i hate how this makes me feel but truth be told i want to explore more. Even God would be done with me by now. Definitely, i judged.
"More pleased." it was only a whisper but my boy got into action like it was a command to his very soul.
What is it with young people and love for sex?