I woke up to slurping sounds and a familiar warmth around my dick. I’d had awesome sex with Amaka last night and slept over at her place. Her bed was so soft and comfortable that I’d been too lazy to get off it and go over to my place so I’d slept in it instead.
We’d fucked like crazy last night and I’d been too exhausted to even eat the dinner she made for me. I woke up with a hunger in my stomach, and Amaka’s mouth around my very erect dick. She was sucking so hard on the dick that my heart suddenly started to beat faster than normal. I groaned at the intense pleasure she was giving to me. She sucked me so good, taking my whole length into her mouth until I could feel the tip of my dick at the entrance of her esophagus.
“Aaah, Amakaaa!” I exclaimed as she sucked me even harder, making my hip move as I gently fucked her mouth. I reached for her breasts and massaged the soft flesh, flicking her nipple with my fingers… squeezing it and making her moan on my dick. The vibration from her moan brought a tingle to the tip of my cock. Just as I couldn’t take it any longer and my balls began to contract Amaka stopped sucking and held my dick in her hand, looking at me with a smile on her lips.
“Good morning Joey.” She called me Joey, in such a sexy way that I wanted to drag her, ram my hard dick into her pussy and pound her senseless. But I let her do what she wanted to do.
“Good morning hun,” I replied. “A very strange way to wake me up” I said, giving her a sarcastic smile and caressed her cheeks. She smiled back and said “this is what you get for making me happy last night.” And with that, she climbed on top of me, brought her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, letting her tongue roam in my mouth. I tasted my pre-cum in her mouth but I didn’t care. Just as she lay on me, kissing me, she used one hand to guide my dick into her already moist pussy.
“I woke up early and thoughts of last night came flooding through my mind” she whispered to me as my dick slowly made its way into her pussy. “It probably was the best sex I’ve ever had.” She said this while looking so dreamily at me while my cock had completely entered inside her and her waist had begun to ululate.
What she said made me feel was a gush of pride and excitement at the same time. I raised an eyebrow and said “Really?”
Both my hands grabbed her buttocks and I vigorously thrust into her from beneath. She closed her eyes and moaned. I covered her mouth with mine and kept thrusting harder and harder into her from beneath. Making her moan even more. I went faster, slamming my crotch against hers as her cum began to drip from her. Soon enough her pussy walls gripped my turgid cock tighter than before, making me moan with her.
She called my name and told me to fuck her. I fucked her. I grabbed her waist with both hands and held her in mid-air as my own waist increased in speed, ramming my cock into her pussy faster than before. She arched her back and held me tight as her orgasm engulfed her. Her moans had become wails now as I thrust one last time into her, my cum shooting straight into her vagina. At that last thrust I screamed like never before. Then I collapsed on the bed. Amaka still lay on top of me, and kissed me again. I wasn’t sure what was going on between us but I felt that I could spend the rest of my life with her.
I got up, showered, got my things and walked back to my place, as Amaka was about to go for afternoon service at her church. Immediately I got into my house I realized how hungry I was. I didn’t eat the previous night before giving Amaka the best fuck of her life and that same morning I just fucked her again on an empty stomach. I checked the wall clock in the living room to find that it was almost 12 in the morning. It was a Sunday morning, no church for a wretched sinner like me so I grabbed my wallet and car keys and drove to find a good place to have the dinner I missed and my breakfast as well.
Got to Genesis Fast Foods and Restaurant in GRA to find the place crowded as usual. It was the only place I liked to eat at on Sundays so I had to deal with it. By the time I was done placing my order and it had been given to me, I had eyes ogling me with amazement at what I was about to force down my stomach.
Even I would’ve been amazed if I wasn’t so hungry. In minutes I was done with the food and just sat at my table, watching the coming and going of customers. It was during my observing that I noticed a lady who’d been stealing glances at me from three tables to my right. She was seated alone, with a half-eaten plate of fried rice and peppered snails. She looked like a lady in her mid to late thirties but was very beautiful. Maybe someone with a husband and kids. I just pretended not to notice her but every time my eyes went in her direction I caught her looking at me then lower her eyes when she saw me glancing at her. Hmmm, I thought to myself. If we didn’t live in a world where the guy had to be the one to make the first move she’d be at my table already, chatting me up.
I still didn’t make any move. I just sat there texting at no one with my phone while she sat there, doing same. The plates had been cleared from her table just as they’d been cleared from mine but none of us wanted to leave. When it got to a point when I think she might have given up on me ever making that first move she got up and made to leave the restaurant.
She stood quite tall and elegantly dressed in a native sleeveless gown which stopped above her knees. Her legs were sparkling and well toned from where I sat. I watched her closely and just as she made to turn towards the door she shot one last glance at me and that was my cue that she was actually expecting something from me.
I quickly stood and made for the exit myself, I followed her from a distance until she made her way to a parked Ford Edge. Such a huge car for a woman, I thought to myself. She must either be filthy rich or married to some filthy rich nigga. Just as she opened the door of the SUV and was about to get in I walked briskly to her in my polo and shorts with sneakers on my feet, feeling so oddly dressed next to such an elegant lady.
“Hello madam” I said to her in my sweetest of voices. She looked at me skeptically for a second before answering. “Yes?”
“My name is Jonathan. I noticed you inside the restaurant and something inside of me, ministered to me that I should walk up to you and introduce myself before you leave.”
She chuckled. “Something inside you ministered to you?”
“Yes, yes. Something. I’m not sure. Maybe God or the Holy Spirit. I’m not quite sure.”
She chuckled again. “So the Holy Spirit ministered to you to come preach to me, hmm?” she asked with a sarcastic smile on her lips. Her eyes were so pretty. Her cologne oozed from her and into my nostrils with a scent that made me want to hug her so tight like she was mine. She looked older than me, but I couldn’t care less.
I laughed at her question. “Well, I’m not a preacher. But the fact that you’re the most beautiful lady I’ve met today is the gospel truth. I could preach that to everyone who cares to listen.”
That line struck gold as she laughed for a while, then smiled, then finally told me her name, Joy.
I chatted with Joy for a while but not too long. She refused to agree that she’d been stealing glances at me while we both sat in the restaurant but I didn’t push it. I took her phone number and promised to whatsapp her later that evening. She gave me that sweet smile of hers and drove off. Ten seconds after she left I stood looking at my phone. My call log showed on the screen. And just under Joy’s number which I’d just dialed was Amaka’s missed call. The good guy in me told me to delete Joy’s number. But the Evil Joe in me said
ARE YOU MAD? IS YOUR FATHER A BASTARD? Don’t even think of deleting that number. You will go home, whatsapp this new fine woman and even go as far as sexting her on the first night or I will do something drastic. You hear me???
From all my years of dealing with Evil Joe, I knew he had rarely led me in the wrong direction. Quite ironic, but true. I didn’t delete Joy’s number. And just as Evil Joe said, she called me that night and we had the hottest phone sex in the whole of the city that night.
Joy was much fun to chat with. After two days of texting and calling I found out that she worked in one of the major oil firms in the country. She had a very fat salary and fatter bank accounts in different banks. Some of her wealth had come from her late husband who’d passed on a couple of years ago.
He’d been a rig engineer and there had been an accident and the company paid a huge sum of compensation money to her as the only surviving and recognised next of kin. She was so wealthy, and single, that the wealth was even annoying her. She told me she didn’t have the time or energy to spend all that money and all I could do was laugh. She came from a wealthy family and they themselves didn’t even need it.
On the third day of our chatting, the Wednesday after that Sunday, Joy told me she wanted to spend that evening with me. She asked to come over to my place. I hesitated before giving her an answer as I was skeptical of her presence clashing with that of Amaka… whose presence in my house didn’t need any notifications. She came and went as she pleased and I didn’t want Joy knowing anything about her.
I finally told Joy she could come and texted my address to her. Just as I was sending her that text, I was sending another to Amaka to tell her that we couldn’t have dinner together that night due to “unforeseen circumstances” and I felt miserable immediately after clicking the send button. Amaka sent me a reply almost immediately telling me she had to travel out of town for a few days and that she was about to send me a message before I had sent mine and that she was sorry but since I myself was going to be occupied with something else then all was good.
I could feel the evil machinations of Evil Joe right at that very moment. That sly fellow.
Fast forward to that Wednesday evening and Joy finally arrived after having called several times for me to give her the directions which I’d given her several times before. She arrived in the newest version of the Toyota Highlander. Big and black, just like the Ford Edge. Just as she stepped out of the vehicle I offered her a handshake but she slapped my hand away and opened her arms for me. She looked even prettier than on that Sunday evening we first met. I went in and received the warmest of hugs.
Her fragrance was magnificent. Then she held my face in her arms and planted a full kiss on my lips. I wasn’t expecting that even though we’d sexted already. But I returned the kiss and reached behind to grab her soft buttocks, squeezing them and bringing her crotch closer to mine. Then she released my lips from its ‘bondage’ and whispered to me…
“I know it seems inappropriate that we haven’t known each other well enough and I’m coming unto you like this but I want you to take me inside and fuck me. Please.”
I looked in her eyes and saw the plea in it. Standing before me and in my arms was a woman who probably hadn’t been fucked properly in one whole year. The thought came to me to lift her in my arms and take her inside but she looked kind of heavy and I didn’t want to embarrass myself by being an idiot.
I took her inside the house, up the stairs to my bedroom and then I dimmed the lights and pressed play on my ‘sex playlist’ (don’t fucking ask why I have a sex playlist. I just do. shrugs ) and she giggled. I asked her why she was giggling and she told me “nothing” as she walked up to me and pushed me to the bed. She got rid of her heels and climbed into the bed with me. She brought her lips to mine while Usher’s Climax played subtly through the speakers.
I reached for her breasts and squeezed. Just as we kissed she reached behind her to unzip her gown. I hurriedly took of her gown to reveal a glowing skin in black bra and panties. I’d been with quite a number of light-skinned ladies before but she was probably the champion when it came to being light-skinned.
“You’re so beautiful” I told her. Joy smiled, her face just inches away from mine. “And you’re so handsome… and strong” she said caressing my toned chest and abs. I chuckled then I grabbed her waist and quickly switched positions. She lay beneath me and I lay on top of her and sucked softly on her nipples while my eyes gazed into hers. She moaned, gasped even… like her body trembled.
“How long has it been?” I asked. With her eyes closed, she told me, “After he passed, there was this guy, a bit older than you. He was broke and only wanted my money. He got what he wanted and travelled to France with the girl he loved. That was 10 months ago.” She opened her eyes and looked at me. I looked in her eyes and could see the question there. ‘Are you going to be like that guy?’ but I didn’t bother answering. Oh, wait… I answered. I answered by using my tongue to trace a line down her belly, towards her navel.
Tickling it with my tongue and making her hiss before going all the way down to her crotch. She made to remove her panties but I stayed her hand. I used my tongue to tickle her inner thighs and she wriggled like an earthworm which had found saltwater. I used my arms to hold her huge thighs in place while I continued to tease and tickle her inner thighs with my tongue and my lips.
She squirmed and moaned and begged me to stop and to go ahead. Yeah, women are forever confusing. Finally I brought my attention to her crotch, I kissed her swollen labia through her black lace panties, the sweet scent of her pre-cum filled my nostrils and I used my tongue to lick at her pussy. With one finger, I pushed the lace to one side and kissed those pretty puffed-up lips. Slow, slight kisses that made her wanting more. I prided in how much of a tease I could be and with her… I even went a bit farther than I usually did.
She was practically begging me to ram my cock into her but instead I had two fingers inside her while my tongue played with her clitoris. Her moans had become louder than the Drake song playing softly through the speakers. Joy, the reserved, soft spoken woman who appeared poised and unruffled on the outside was muttering gibberish and grinding her crotch against my face.
Her climax approached quicker than I’d expected and her cum came gushing out. I finger-fucked her even harder and sucked on her rock-hard nipples. She grabbed my hand and threw it out and quickly reached for my dick. She stroked it twice then urged me inside of her. The pussy was warm and wet giving my turgid dick the perfect entrance into her vagina. I watched as her pussy lips swallowed the entire length of my dick, hearing her gasp as I inched deeper into her. She used her arms to hold me tight as she kept whispering my name in between my thrusts and her moans of pleasure. Our naked bodies entangled together, sweating even with the air properly conditioned.
Joy came again, her hips twirling faster beneath me than it had been with her pussy clenching tight on my cock. I moaned as well. Then I placed both hands beside her, supporting myself as I rammed my pelvis against hers… giving her my ten seconds burst of raw energy. Her moans were uncontrollable now as yet another climax came over her and making her raised her hip in mid-air to meet mine. I abruptly stopped, made her lie facing the bed and placed a pillow just under her crotch so that her fat ass was raised in the air.
Joy kept moaning, which was all my ears needed to hear. I buried my face once more in her crotch and voraciously ate her pussy.
“Joooeeeee….aaaaargh, yessss. Uuuuh yeah babyyy. Oh god, yesssss. I want your dick inside of me…please”
She didn’t even finish making that request before my dick was inside her again. Her ass-cheeks were so soft that my pelvis slamming against them was making the sweetest of music. Like.. I was actually making The Weeknd’s song sound better. I’m not joking, I swear.
“OH YESSS BABYYY…. FUCK ME BABYYY… CUM INSIDE OF ME BABYYY”
That last request of hers gingered the swagga inside of me even more and I slammed harder and even harder and I actually wanted to cum inside of her as my climax engulfed my whole body with my heart beating too fast for its own good but at the last moment I pulled out of her, grabbed my dick and stroked it as hard as I could with my load shooting out into where ever it was my dick was pointing at.
Then I collapsed on the bed and passed out.
But that night wasn’t over yet.
“I love you, Joey. I really do. I know you don’t love me like I love you but I love you, still.”
Amaka and I had just had two great rounds of hot sex and were lying in her bed. We loved to do it in her bed because it’s way softer than mine and made it seem like we were fucking in the clouds. Her right hand was caressing my bare chest as I tried to catch my breath.
I played with her hair and tried to think of what to say to her. We’d been seeing each other for six months and I’d never once told her those three special words. Maybe this was the time. Maybe she was the one. And just as I was about to open my mouth to speak… Jay Z’s “fuck with me you know I got it” broke the silence before I could.
My ringtone, I stretched my hand to pick the phone from the floor where I’d dropped it. Ms. Joy was the one calling. I looked at the phone for two seconds before dropping it face down o the bed… ignoring the call.
“Joey. You haven’t said anything.” Amaka said to me.
“Amaka, you know I feel same about you.”
”I know. But I want to hear you say it.” She actually wanted to hear me speak those words. But the call I just ignored now was fucking with my mind. I had to say it to her, I didn’t want what we had to end.
“Amaka… I lo¬-” ‘Fuck with me you know I got it’ interrupted me again. I picked up the phone, Ms. Joy again.
“I’m so sorry, but I have to get this.” I excused myself, gave Amaka a kiss on her lips and went naked into the cool air of the balcony shutting the door behind me. I was quite sure she must have gotten pissed that I just made her feel less important than the call I had to take, also my inability to tell her that I loved her.
Of course she’d be pissed.
“Hey honey… been a while.” Ms Joy had such a sexy voice that I began to feel a tingle in my crotch when I remembered the last night we spent together.
“Hey you. Yeah. It’s been a while. I was wondering which of us would call each other first.” She laughed.
“And I did. What does this mean? That I’m the thirstier one?”
“Hahaa. No. I’m sure I would’ve called you before now if I haven’t been so busy and occupied with so much wahala. So what’s been happening?”
“I’m touching myself right now thinking about you, Joe. My pussy is so wet and I just want your big cock to ram straight deep inside of me multiple times per second. That’s the only thing I’m thinking about right now. Can you come over?”
I was dumbstruck for a second. At the same moment, my dick had kicked into action. Yeah, sexy older women have always been one of my fantasies and here was one who was literally begging me to come fuck the sense out of her.
Just then the door opened behind me and I heard Amaka’s voice asking…
“Who is it, Joey? Been waiting for you to come back to bed.”
I could feel the world stop spinning around me. In fact, I was the one who felt like I was spinning. I was even a bit scared that in my spinning, Amaka would notice my erect penis and wondered what kind of call it was which would cause me to have my dick extended in the cool night air.
“Joe? Are you there?” Joy asked in that deep sexy voice.
“Yes, yes. I’ll be right with you in a moment.” That reply was for both of them.
Amaka said nothing and went back inside.
Joy said… “okay baby. I’ll be waiting for you.” She kissed me through the phone and hung up.
I stood there for a few more seconds, phone in hand, dick still erect and wondered why I had to let myself bring so much trouble upon myself. I thought of all the girls I’d treated so badly in the past. Some of them deserved it. Some didn’t. Amaka definitely doesn’t deserve it. But Ms Joy’s pussy was not the type of pussy a nigga could deny himself. I told myself that tonight was going to be the last night.
I went back into the room to find Amaka fondling her nipples with one hand and caressing her clit with the other. She saw my half erect dick which I’d mentally fought so hard to bring back to normal size and gave me a knowing smile.
Damn, she looked so sexy as she lay there playing with herself. On a normal night, I wouldn’t even think twice before diving right into her. But thoughts of how I could be diving into Ms Joy instead had flooded my mind. How could I tell this lovely woman that I couldn’t get back in bed with her and devour her wet and delicious pussy because I had some other wet and delicious pussy waiting for me somewhere across town? How???
All I wanted to do at that moment was grab my clothes and put them on, rush to my place, do a change of clothes to remove the feminine smell and drive all the way across town to where Joy was moist and wet, waiting for me. But as I saw Amaka laying there, touching herself… I just couldn’t. I threw my phone to the side and went straight between Amaka’s legs. My tongue was already going in deep to taste her sweetness when she pushed my head away and suddenly closed her legs.
“Who was that on the phone?” she asked me.
“W-what?” I blurted out. I couldn’t believe she’d just ended my tongue-exploring-her-pussy venture just to ask me that.
“The person you just spoke to on the phone? Tell me. Who was it?”
“Babe, it was nobody” I said and tried to reach for her leg so I could part one from the other and continue where I’d been rudely interrupted.
“Joey, stop it.” She barked and slapped my hands away.
“Amaka. What is going on?”
“You’re lying to me. It was a lady that called you, right?”
“It was no lady. Just some guy I’ve been having some dealings with during the week. It was a very important call which involved a lot and that’s why I had to take it. If that annoyed you, I’m so sorry.” I tried to kiss her but she turned her face away?
“So you’re gay now?” Amaka asked me?
“Huh? What the fuck? How can you ask me that? I just made love to you.”
“Then how the heck did you get a boner while talking business with ‘some guy’ Joey?”
Fuck. She had seen my erect penis before I had managed to restore it to normal.
I couldn’t say anything. How could I explain that bloody erection? It just happened involuntarily. Like a reflex action. Just the way Mother Nature designed it. Ms Joy’s voice through the phone had caused blood to rush into my penis and there was no way I could stop it. It was so sudden and unexpected. And I hadn’t even bothered to wear shorts before stepping outside. She had me right just where she wanted me and I couldn’t even look her in the eyes and deny nor defend myself.
“So I am right, then. It was a lady.” Amaka said. Arms folded. Leg crossed.
I kept quiet. I ran my hand over my head and looked at everywhere but into her eyes. I didn’t want to see whether she was sad or angry or betrayed or indifferent. When she realized I wasn’t going to speak she got under the duvet and pulled it up to cover herself. She’d become a ‘no-go-area; to me now. Just like that. I never wanted it to end like this. But I didn’t want to lie to her because I cared about her so much.
“It’s okay, Joey” she said with a cold, emotionless voice. “You can go. Don’t keep her waiting.”
And just then my phone began to ring again… as if it was trying to support Amaka’s last statement. I didn’t need to pick it up to know it was Joy calling. I got up from the bed and put my clothes on. Grabbed my phone and my keys. In all that time she didn’t say anything. And just before I left, I planted a kiss on her forehead and whispered to her.
“I’m sorry, babe.”
“Go faster Joe. Oh yeah, faster. Ooooh yesss, baby. Faster please. Oh sweet lord. Aaah yeaaass”
Joy furiously rubbed at her clitoris as I slammed my pelvis against hers. Both her legs were raised in the air. My hands were rested on both arms of the couch. Her other hand was caressing my face. She inserted a finger in my mouth. Then two. Then she pulled my head closer to hers and kissed me. I fucked her even faster than she requested. Her moaning and wailing even got louder… just like in those porn movies I used to watch in my teenage years.
I could feel my climax approaching and I began to groan. Her pussy was so warm, soft and wet. Very wet. She had cum twice already and her cum was leaking from where my dick was thrusting into. She rubbed her hands on my back as I fucked her with all my strength and might. And just as I was about to cum… I thought of Amaka. With that thought, I let out a loud scream.
In anger and pleasure, as my cum shot deep inside of her and I could feel the tip of my dick connect with the innermost parts of her vagina. I couldn’t stop myself. I just kept thrusting till I couldn’t do so anymore.
When I regained my senses I found myself resting my head on Joy’s soft thighs. She sat on the couch and caressed my face, my beard. Toyed with my ear. I was still trying to catch my breath.
“Hey Joe?” Joy called to me. I grunted a response. I couldn’t muster the energy to speak yet.
“Joe. I think…” she paused. I waited.
“I think… I may have fallen in love with you.”
I just kept quiet. This was the second time that night a lady was expressing her feelings about me, and the first time hadn’t ended so well’
“Well… aren’t you going to say anything?”
I didn’t want to say anything. Jonathan wasn’t some sort of lover-boy. Naah. Jonathan was the kinda guy who loved to be unrestricted to one particular lady. He couldn’t even remember all the girls he’d fucked in his lifetime and he didn’t want to stop fucking new girls. But Joy wasn’t just another girl to fuck and dump and move to the next.
She was a wealthy woman. Beautiful. Elegant. Intelligent. Someone he could be with and be cool with. But Jonathan was not ready to settle for a long-term relationship. The lady he should’ve done that with will probably never speak to him again.
I raised my head and looked at Joy. She had an expectant look on her face.
“I’m sorry that I made you to fall in love with me, here I was thinking that it was just the sex that we both wanted.”
That was also the last night I saw Ms. Joy. She never called me again after that.
We’d fucked like crazy last night and I’d been too exhausted to even eat the dinner she made for me. I woke up with a hunger in my stomach, and Amaka’s mouth around my very erect dick. She was sucking so hard on the dick that my heart suddenly started to beat faster than normal. I groaned at the intense pleasure she was giving to me. She sucked me so good, taking my whole length into her mouth until I could feel the tip of my dick at the entrance of her esophagus.
“Aaah, Amakaaa!” I exclaimed as she sucked me even harder, making my hip move as I gently fucked her mouth. I reached for her breasts and massaged the soft flesh, flicking her nipple with my fingers… squeezing it and making her moan on my dick. The vibration from her moan brought a tingle to the tip of my cock. Just as I couldn’t take it any longer and my balls began to contract Amaka stopped sucking and held my dick in her hand, looking at me with a smile on her lips.
“Good morning Joey.” She called me Joey, in such a sexy way that I wanted to drag her, ram my hard dick into her pussy and pound her senseless. But I let her do what she wanted to do.
“Good morning hun,” I replied. “A very strange way to wake me up” I said, giving her a sarcastic smile and caressed her cheeks. She smiled back and said “this is what you get for making me happy last night.” And with that, she climbed on top of me, brought her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, letting her tongue roam in my mouth. I tasted my pre-cum in her mouth but I didn’t care. Just as she lay on me, kissing me, she used one hand to guide my dick into her already moist pussy.
“I woke up early and thoughts of last night came flooding through my mind” she whispered to me as my dick slowly made its way into her pussy. “It probably was the best sex I’ve ever had.” She said this while looking so dreamily at me while my cock had completely entered inside her and her waist had begun to ululate.
What she said made me feel was a gush of pride and excitement at the same time. I raised an eyebrow and said “Really?”
Both my hands grabbed her buttocks and I vigorously thrust into her from beneath. She closed her eyes and moaned. I covered her mouth with mine and kept thrusting harder and harder into her from beneath. Making her moan even more. I went faster, slamming my crotch against hers as her cum began to drip from her. Soon enough her pussy walls gripped my turgid cock tighter than before, making me moan with her.
She called my name and told me to fuck her. I fucked her. I grabbed her waist with both hands and held her in mid-air as my own waist increased in speed, ramming my cock into her pussy faster than before. She arched her back and held me tight as her orgasm engulfed her. Her moans had become wails now as I thrust one last time into her, my cum shooting straight into her vagina. At that last thrust I screamed like never before. Then I collapsed on the bed. Amaka still lay on top of me, and kissed me again. I wasn’t sure what was going on between us but I felt that I could spend the rest of my life with her.
I got up, showered, got my things and walked back to my place, as Amaka was about to go for afternoon service at her church. Immediately I got into my house I realized how hungry I was. I didn’t eat the previous night before giving Amaka the best fuck of her life and that same morning I just fucked her again on an empty stomach. I checked the wall clock in the living room to find that it was almost 12 in the morning. It was a Sunday morning, no church for a wretched sinner like me so I grabbed my wallet and car keys and drove to find a good place to have the dinner I missed and my breakfast as well.
Got to Genesis Fast Foods and Restaurant in GRA to find the place crowded as usual. It was the only place I liked to eat at on Sundays so I had to deal with it. By the time I was done placing my order and it had been given to me, I had eyes ogling me with amazement at what I was about to force down my stomach.
Even I would’ve been amazed if I wasn’t so hungry. In minutes I was done with the food and just sat at my table, watching the coming and going of customers. It was during my observing that I noticed a lady who’d been stealing glances at me from three tables to my right. She was seated alone, with a half-eaten plate of fried rice and peppered snails. She looked like a lady in her mid to late thirties but was very beautiful. Maybe someone with a husband and kids. I just pretended not to notice her but every time my eyes went in her direction I caught her looking at me then lower her eyes when she saw me glancing at her. Hmmm, I thought to myself. If we didn’t live in a world where the guy had to be the one to make the first move she’d be at my table already, chatting me up.
I still didn’t make any move. I just sat there texting at no one with my phone while she sat there, doing same. The plates had been cleared from her table just as they’d been cleared from mine but none of us wanted to leave. When it got to a point when I think she might have given up on me ever making that first move she got up and made to leave the restaurant.
She stood quite tall and elegantly dressed in a native sleeveless gown which stopped above her knees. Her legs were sparkling and well toned from where I sat. I watched her closely and just as she made to turn towards the door she shot one last glance at me and that was my cue that she was actually expecting something from me.
I quickly stood and made for the exit myself, I followed her from a distance until she made her way to a parked Ford Edge. Such a huge car for a woman, I thought to myself. She must either be filthy rich or married to some filthy rich nigga. Just as she opened the door of the SUV and was about to get in I walked briskly to her in my polo and shorts with sneakers on my feet, feeling so oddly dressed next to such an elegant lady.
“Hello madam” I said to her in my sweetest of voices. She looked at me skeptically for a second before answering. “Yes?”
“My name is Jonathan. I noticed you inside the restaurant and something inside of me, ministered to me that I should walk up to you and introduce myself before you leave.”
She chuckled. “Something inside you ministered to you?”
“Yes, yes. Something. I’m not sure. Maybe God or the Holy Spirit. I’m not quite sure.”
She chuckled again. “So the Holy Spirit ministered to you to come preach to me, hmm?” she asked with a sarcastic smile on her lips. Her eyes were so pretty. Her cologne oozed from her and into my nostrils with a scent that made me want to hug her so tight like she was mine. She looked older than me, but I couldn’t care less.
I laughed at her question. “Well, I’m not a preacher. But the fact that you’re the most beautiful lady I’ve met today is the gospel truth. I could preach that to everyone who cares to listen.”
That line struck gold as she laughed for a while, then smiled, then finally told me her name, Joy.
I chatted with Joy for a while but not too long. She refused to agree that she’d been stealing glances at me while we both sat in the restaurant but I didn’t push it. I took her phone number and promised to whatsapp her later that evening. She gave me that sweet smile of hers and drove off. Ten seconds after she left I stood looking at my phone. My call log showed on the screen. And just under Joy’s number which I’d just dialed was Amaka’s missed call. The good guy in me told me to delete Joy’s number. But the Evil Joe in me said
ARE YOU MAD? IS YOUR FATHER A BASTARD? Don’t even think of deleting that number. You will go home, whatsapp this new fine woman and even go as far as sexting her on the first night or I will do something drastic. You hear me???
From all my years of dealing with Evil Joe, I knew he had rarely led me in the wrong direction. Quite ironic, but true. I didn’t delete Joy’s number. And just as Evil Joe said, she called me that night and we had the hottest phone sex in the whole of the city that night.
Joy was much fun to chat with. After two days of texting and calling I found out that she worked in one of the major oil firms in the country. She had a very fat salary and fatter bank accounts in different banks. Some of her wealth had come from her late husband who’d passed on a couple of years ago.
He’d been a rig engineer and there had been an accident and the company paid a huge sum of compensation money to her as the only surviving and recognised next of kin. She was so wealthy, and single, that the wealth was even annoying her. She told me she didn’t have the time or energy to spend all that money and all I could do was laugh. She came from a wealthy family and they themselves didn’t even need it.
On the third day of our chatting, the Wednesday after that Sunday, Joy told me she wanted to spend that evening with me. She asked to come over to my place. I hesitated before giving her an answer as I was skeptical of her presence clashing with that of Amaka… whose presence in my house didn’t need any notifications. She came and went as she pleased and I didn’t want Joy knowing anything about her.
I finally told Joy she could come and texted my address to her. Just as I was sending her that text, I was sending another to Amaka to tell her that we couldn’t have dinner together that night due to “unforeseen circumstances” and I felt miserable immediately after clicking the send button. Amaka sent me a reply almost immediately telling me she had to travel out of town for a few days and that she was about to send me a message before I had sent mine and that she was sorry but since I myself was going to be occupied with something else then all was good.
I could feel the evil machinations of Evil Joe right at that very moment. That sly fellow.
Fast forward to that Wednesday evening and Joy finally arrived after having called several times for me to give her the directions which I’d given her several times before. She arrived in the newest version of the Toyota Highlander. Big and black, just like the Ford Edge. Just as she stepped out of the vehicle I offered her a handshake but she slapped my hand away and opened her arms for me. She looked even prettier than on that Sunday evening we first met. I went in and received the warmest of hugs.
Her fragrance was magnificent. Then she held my face in her arms and planted a full kiss on my lips. I wasn’t expecting that even though we’d sexted already. But I returned the kiss and reached behind to grab her soft buttocks, squeezing them and bringing her crotch closer to mine. Then she released my lips from its ‘bondage’ and whispered to me…
“I know it seems inappropriate that we haven’t known each other well enough and I’m coming unto you like this but I want you to take me inside and fuck me. Please.”
I looked in her eyes and saw the plea in it. Standing before me and in my arms was a woman who probably hadn’t been fucked properly in one whole year. The thought came to me to lift her in my arms and take her inside but she looked kind of heavy and I didn’t want to embarrass myself by being an idiot.
I took her inside the house, up the stairs to my bedroom and then I dimmed the lights and pressed play on my ‘sex playlist’ (don’t fucking ask why I have a sex playlist. I just do. shrugs ) and she giggled. I asked her why she was giggling and she told me “nothing” as she walked up to me and pushed me to the bed. She got rid of her heels and climbed into the bed with me. She brought her lips to mine while Usher’s Climax played subtly through the speakers.
I reached for her breasts and squeezed. Just as we kissed she reached behind her to unzip her gown. I hurriedly took of her gown to reveal a glowing skin in black bra and panties. I’d been with quite a number of light-skinned ladies before but she was probably the champion when it came to being light-skinned.
“You’re so beautiful” I told her. Joy smiled, her face just inches away from mine. “And you’re so handsome… and strong” she said caressing my toned chest and abs. I chuckled then I grabbed her waist and quickly switched positions. She lay beneath me and I lay on top of her and sucked softly on her nipples while my eyes gazed into hers. She moaned, gasped even… like her body trembled.
“How long has it been?” I asked. With her eyes closed, she told me, “After he passed, there was this guy, a bit older than you. He was broke and only wanted my money. He got what he wanted and travelled to France with the girl he loved. That was 10 months ago.” She opened her eyes and looked at me. I looked in her eyes and could see the question there. ‘Are you going to be like that guy?’ but I didn’t bother answering. Oh, wait… I answered. I answered by using my tongue to trace a line down her belly, towards her navel.
Tickling it with my tongue and making her hiss before going all the way down to her crotch. She made to remove her panties but I stayed her hand. I used my tongue to tickle her inner thighs and she wriggled like an earthworm which had found saltwater. I used my arms to hold her huge thighs in place while I continued to tease and tickle her inner thighs with my tongue and my lips.
She squirmed and moaned and begged me to stop and to go ahead. Yeah, women are forever confusing. Finally I brought my attention to her crotch, I kissed her swollen labia through her black lace panties, the sweet scent of her pre-cum filled my nostrils and I used my tongue to lick at her pussy. With one finger, I pushed the lace to one side and kissed those pretty puffed-up lips. Slow, slight kisses that made her wanting more. I prided in how much of a tease I could be and with her… I even went a bit farther than I usually did.
She was practically begging me to ram my cock into her but instead I had two fingers inside her while my tongue played with her clitoris. Her moans had become louder than the Drake song playing softly through the speakers. Joy, the reserved, soft spoken woman who appeared poised and unruffled on the outside was muttering gibberish and grinding her crotch against my face.
Her climax approached quicker than I’d expected and her cum came gushing out. I finger-fucked her even harder and sucked on her rock-hard nipples. She grabbed my hand and threw it out and quickly reached for my dick. She stroked it twice then urged me inside of her. The pussy was warm and wet giving my turgid dick the perfect entrance into her vagina. I watched as her pussy lips swallowed the entire length of my dick, hearing her gasp as I inched deeper into her. She used her arms to hold me tight as she kept whispering my name in between my thrusts and her moans of pleasure. Our naked bodies entangled together, sweating even with the air properly conditioned.
Joy came again, her hips twirling faster beneath me than it had been with her pussy clenching tight on my cock. I moaned as well. Then I placed both hands beside her, supporting myself as I rammed my pelvis against hers… giving her my ten seconds burst of raw energy. Her moans were uncontrollable now as yet another climax came over her and making her raised her hip in mid-air to meet mine. I abruptly stopped, made her lie facing the bed and placed a pillow just under her crotch so that her fat ass was raised in the air.
Joy kept moaning, which was all my ears needed to hear. I buried my face once more in her crotch and voraciously ate her pussy.
“Joooeeeee….aaaaargh, yessss. Uuuuh yeah babyyy. Oh god, yesssss. I want your dick inside of me…please”
She didn’t even finish making that request before my dick was inside her again. Her ass-cheeks were so soft that my pelvis slamming against them was making the sweetest of music. Like.. I was actually making The Weeknd’s song sound better. I’m not joking, I swear.
“OH YESSS BABYYY…. FUCK ME BABYYY… CUM INSIDE OF ME BABYYY”
That last request of hers gingered the swagga inside of me even more and I slammed harder and even harder and I actually wanted to cum inside of her as my climax engulfed my whole body with my heart beating too fast for its own good but at the last moment I pulled out of her, grabbed my dick and stroked it as hard as I could with my load shooting out into where ever it was my dick was pointing at.
Then I collapsed on the bed and passed out.
But that night wasn’t over yet.
“I love you, Joey. I really do. I know you don’t love me like I love you but I love you, still.”
Amaka and I had just had two great rounds of hot sex and were lying in her bed. We loved to do it in her bed because it’s way softer than mine and made it seem like we were fucking in the clouds. Her right hand was caressing my bare chest as I tried to catch my breath.
I played with her hair and tried to think of what to say to her. We’d been seeing each other for six months and I’d never once told her those three special words. Maybe this was the time. Maybe she was the one. And just as I was about to open my mouth to speak… Jay Z’s “fuck with me you know I got it” broke the silence before I could.
My ringtone, I stretched my hand to pick the phone from the floor where I’d dropped it. Ms. Joy was the one calling. I looked at the phone for two seconds before dropping it face down o the bed… ignoring the call.
“Joey. You haven’t said anything.” Amaka said to me.
“Amaka, you know I feel same about you.”
”I know. But I want to hear you say it.” She actually wanted to hear me speak those words. But the call I just ignored now was fucking with my mind. I had to say it to her, I didn’t want what we had to end.
“Amaka… I lo¬-” ‘Fuck with me you know I got it’ interrupted me again. I picked up the phone, Ms. Joy again.
“I’m so sorry, but I have to get this.” I excused myself, gave Amaka a kiss on her lips and went naked into the cool air of the balcony shutting the door behind me. I was quite sure she must have gotten pissed that I just made her feel less important than the call I had to take, also my inability to tell her that I loved her.
Of course she’d be pissed.
“Hey honey… been a while.” Ms Joy had such a sexy voice that I began to feel a tingle in my crotch when I remembered the last night we spent together.
“Hey you. Yeah. It’s been a while. I was wondering which of us would call each other first.” She laughed.
“And I did. What does this mean? That I’m the thirstier one?”
“Hahaa. No. I’m sure I would’ve called you before now if I haven’t been so busy and occupied with so much wahala. So what’s been happening?”
“I’m touching myself right now thinking about you, Joe. My pussy is so wet and I just want your big cock to ram straight deep inside of me multiple times per second. That’s the only thing I’m thinking about right now. Can you come over?”
I was dumbstruck for a second. At the same moment, my dick had kicked into action. Yeah, sexy older women have always been one of my fantasies and here was one who was literally begging me to come fuck the sense out of her.
Just then the door opened behind me and I heard Amaka’s voice asking…
“Who is it, Joey? Been waiting for you to come back to bed.”
I could feel the world stop spinning around me. In fact, I was the one who felt like I was spinning. I was even a bit scared that in my spinning, Amaka would notice my erect penis and wondered what kind of call it was which would cause me to have my dick extended in the cool night air.
“Joe? Are you there?” Joy asked in that deep sexy voice.
“Yes, yes. I’ll be right with you in a moment.” That reply was for both of them.
Amaka said nothing and went back inside.
Joy said… “okay baby. I’ll be waiting for you.” She kissed me through the phone and hung up.
I stood there for a few more seconds, phone in hand, dick still erect and wondered why I had to let myself bring so much trouble upon myself. I thought of all the girls I’d treated so badly in the past. Some of them deserved it. Some didn’t. Amaka definitely doesn’t deserve it. But Ms Joy’s pussy was not the type of pussy a nigga could deny himself. I told myself that tonight was going to be the last night.
I went back into the room to find Amaka fondling her nipples with one hand and caressing her clit with the other. She saw my half erect dick which I’d mentally fought so hard to bring back to normal size and gave me a knowing smile.
Damn, she looked so sexy as she lay there playing with herself. On a normal night, I wouldn’t even think twice before diving right into her. But thoughts of how I could be diving into Ms Joy instead had flooded my mind. How could I tell this lovely woman that I couldn’t get back in bed with her and devour her wet and delicious pussy because I had some other wet and delicious pussy waiting for me somewhere across town? How???
All I wanted to do at that moment was grab my clothes and put them on, rush to my place, do a change of clothes to remove the feminine smell and drive all the way across town to where Joy was moist and wet, waiting for me. But as I saw Amaka laying there, touching herself… I just couldn’t. I threw my phone to the side and went straight between Amaka’s legs. My tongue was already going in deep to taste her sweetness when she pushed my head away and suddenly closed her legs.
“Who was that on the phone?” she asked me.
“W-what?” I blurted out. I couldn’t believe she’d just ended my tongue-exploring-her-pussy venture just to ask me that.
“The person you just spoke to on the phone? Tell me. Who was it?”
“Babe, it was nobody” I said and tried to reach for her leg so I could part one from the other and continue where I’d been rudely interrupted.
“Joey, stop it.” She barked and slapped my hands away.
“Amaka. What is going on?”
“You’re lying to me. It was a lady that called you, right?”
“It was no lady. Just some guy I’ve been having some dealings with during the week. It was a very important call which involved a lot and that’s why I had to take it. If that annoyed you, I’m so sorry.” I tried to kiss her but she turned her face away?
“So you’re gay now?” Amaka asked me?
“Huh? What the fuck? How can you ask me that? I just made love to you.”
“Then how the heck did you get a boner while talking business with ‘some guy’ Joey?”
Fuck. She had seen my erect penis before I had managed to restore it to normal.
I couldn’t say anything. How could I explain that bloody erection? It just happened involuntarily. Like a reflex action. Just the way Mother Nature designed it. Ms Joy’s voice through the phone had caused blood to rush into my penis and there was no way I could stop it. It was so sudden and unexpected. And I hadn’t even bothered to wear shorts before stepping outside. She had me right just where she wanted me and I couldn’t even look her in the eyes and deny nor defend myself.
“So I am right, then. It was a lady.” Amaka said. Arms folded. Leg crossed.
I kept quiet. I ran my hand over my head and looked at everywhere but into her eyes. I didn’t want to see whether she was sad or angry or betrayed or indifferent. When she realized I wasn’t going to speak she got under the duvet and pulled it up to cover herself. She’d become a ‘no-go-area; to me now. Just like that. I never wanted it to end like this. But I didn’t want to lie to her because I cared about her so much.
“It’s okay, Joey” she said with a cold, emotionless voice. “You can go. Don’t keep her waiting.”
And just then my phone began to ring again… as if it was trying to support Amaka’s last statement. I didn’t need to pick it up to know it was Joy calling. I got up from the bed and put my clothes on. Grabbed my phone and my keys. In all that time she didn’t say anything. And just before I left, I planted a kiss on her forehead and whispered to her.
“I’m sorry, babe.”
“Go faster Joe. Oh yeah, faster. Ooooh yesss, baby. Faster please. Oh sweet lord. Aaah yeaaass”
Joy furiously rubbed at her clitoris as I slammed my pelvis against hers. Both her legs were raised in the air. My hands were rested on both arms of the couch. Her other hand was caressing my face. She inserted a finger in my mouth. Then two. Then she pulled my head closer to hers and kissed me. I fucked her even faster than she requested. Her moaning and wailing even got louder… just like in those porn movies I used to watch in my teenage years.
I could feel my climax approaching and I began to groan. Her pussy was so warm, soft and wet. Very wet. She had cum twice already and her cum was leaking from where my dick was thrusting into. She rubbed her hands on my back as I fucked her with all my strength and might. And just as I was about to cum… I thought of Amaka. With that thought, I let out a loud scream.
In anger and pleasure, as my cum shot deep inside of her and I could feel the tip of my dick connect with the innermost parts of her vagina. I couldn’t stop myself. I just kept thrusting till I couldn’t do so anymore.
When I regained my senses I found myself resting my head on Joy’s soft thighs. She sat on the couch and caressed my face, my beard. Toyed with my ear. I was still trying to catch my breath.
“Hey Joe?” Joy called to me. I grunted a response. I couldn’t muster the energy to speak yet.
“Joe. I think…” she paused. I waited.
“I think… I may have fallen in love with you.”
I just kept quiet. This was the second time that night a lady was expressing her feelings about me, and the first time hadn’t ended so well’
“Well… aren’t you going to say anything?”
I didn’t want to say anything. Jonathan wasn’t some sort of lover-boy. Naah. Jonathan was the kinda guy who loved to be unrestricted to one particular lady. He couldn’t even remember all the girls he’d fucked in his lifetime and he didn’t want to stop fucking new girls. But Joy wasn’t just another girl to fuck and dump and move to the next.
She was a wealthy woman. Beautiful. Elegant. Intelligent. Someone he could be with and be cool with. But Jonathan was not ready to settle for a long-term relationship. The lady he should’ve done that with will probably never speak to him again.
I raised my head and looked at Joy. She had an expectant look on her face.
“I’m sorry that I made you to fall in love with me, here I was thinking that it was just the sex that we both wanted.”
That was also the last night I saw Ms. Joy. She never called me again after that.
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