In My Bed
1105 Words
He arrived the next night as well. Today, I was damn sure, I was awake. My studies had finished and I had bid mom goodbye. Dad called and I had my conversations with him.
"How's college?"
"Great"
I was in my third year and he was always asking the question one would ask a fresher. But that was fine.
It was only normal.
"Yes dad...I am okay..how's your wifey?"
Mrs Clark was the womanizer when my dad remarried. Nobody but me, mom and dad knew my mom loved someone else. Though dad managed to get Mrs Clark even after that, my mom never took the option to remarry. She still loves that guy next door and I knew they had their ways of communicating.
"All good. She says hi"
Yeah, I loved her. She was a nice pure soul, and my dad deserved someone who loved him. I don't blame my mom. She just didn't ...........love him.
I didn't quite get them until me and Kevin took our ways. As a middle-aged fellow, my feelings for him grew so much that when he proposed, I immediately said yes. We dated till senior high school when he kissed another senior for a rag party.
That's all good, because I realised I never loved him.
It hurt he cheated but never when he left.
We stay as good friends even now, though we are exes.
That's just how simple my life is.
"Okay Dad..I gotta go...see you next Saturday"
I visited him every Saturday to have a meal, which even his wifey insisted on. Since she was a bit superstitious despite being a science guest lecturer at my college, she felt the presence of a child brought another one into the same house.
I relented, because who would deny great homemade chicken wings and a rummy game?
"Night. I love you"
"Me too."
I never said I love you. Dad never complained though mom had her ways of bullying me to say it back.
I mean how can I, when it means a lot of complicated feelings put together and so many emotions outbursting that you weren't sure if they would last long enough so you could say it once again with the same emotions?
Too confusing, ain't it?
Anyway, once his phone was down, mom came in like she was waiting for the call to end and added the extra spices she always did,
"I know your 23 but no porn. No late nights. No running late for school-"
"College"
She didn't correct it.
"No late phone calls. No texting your ex"
I sighed.
"OK?"
I kissed her night.
She left.
I closed my door and lights, in the hope he would return and wouldn't.
My mixed feelings said he had a 50-50 probability to come again.
And he did.
"Who are you?"
Before I could ask another question, he slipped my blanket away and put his entire body on me.
Oh my oh my.
He was beautiful. Red dragons and black ones ran through his entire body. I saw him lift his body a little so I could see his torso as a whole. My fingers traced his abs a bit and he pulled me closer.
Jeans on, he looked like a young man.
But I was so sure.
The tiny red horns on his head.
He didn't kiss me even today.
His tongue and lips sucked my ear, that I moaned softly. I felt his pant strain a bit and my legs like they were meant to, wrapped around him. He rested his eyes on me.
They were a slight shade of red.
I wanted him to speak. He kept looking at me for a while.
"Your name?"
He snickered a little.
Fuck. This man was making me wet.
He just looked at me for such a long while that I couldn't make eye contact. I rushed my eyes over his long nose, picture perfect jawline, little cheeks and plushy lips. No man could have such dark red chubby lips. They looked they had been bitten or something. Shades of blush ran through his cheeks and his dark eyebrows lay crooked and still.
I finally rested my gaze on him.
"Your name?"
He just clicked his tongue, and slowly let his fingers do the rest.
I felt him run those on my shirt a bit and finally enter my breasts.
"Wait"
Before I could say anything, they were rested on mine. They slowly squeezed my breasts making me whine a bit. I was ovulating and this? Oh god, this was the worst.
He lend me a bit of time before clicking my bra off.
I stood still when he tugged at my shirt.
He wanted to remove them.
Driven by absolute insanity, I felt myself remove it.
I looked at him and he looked at me, a soft grin ravishing his gorgeous face.
Before I uttered a word, he started to rub the tiny space between my legs.
"Oh...oh"
My parted lips left whines, and moans, and screeches, some muffles when he controlled the pace.
I felt him squeeze my breasts, kiss my tummy and then finally lick my face up.
The feel of his body on me was driving me so crazy that I felt my orgasm come closer.
"Please....go slow....slow~"
He hummed, the first response I got from him.
My entire body was jolting a bit under what was coming and my arms ran around him, pressing him closer.
"There there....oh oh...its coming....you hottie....control....this"
I felt his fingers do the magic, rushing into my clit, giving me the pleasures and shivers all in once.
I moaned when he held my legs letting me take all the shivers in one by one.
My thighs gave way and he shifted close by to my side.
My heaving breasts lifted up and down, softly.
His fingers traced my n*****s a little. I winced.
He squeezed them and licked my ears.
I moaned.
"Argh......"
I shifted my head, wanting to kiss him but he moved away to my other side and pulled my pants off. He felt the wetness of my panties and snickered.
I felt ecstatic.
"What do you want...."
He mouthed shush.
I said nothing else.
My arms fell back as he devoured my p***y with his mouth. I felt him hum in the taste of it, a way one would when they eat their favourite food.
Grinding, chewing, and munching.
I felt his saliva and tongue give me the pleasures of what I felt was a dream.
Fuck, it wasn't.
I was having multiple orgasms.
And he was the one reason for it.
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