4Girls, 4Boys, 1Weekend

Episode 14

What do you think you are doing?’ I looked at him, baited my long eyelashes and replied, ‘Watching football’, I didn’t even bother looking at him. ‘Okay’, he replied.

After some minutes, I stood up and knelt down between his legs and took his blick in my mouth. ‘Gbkmmh gbkmmh’, he coughed trying to mask his m0an. I stole a look at him through my eyelashes, and he wasn’t looking at the TV! His hands roamed about my head and face, he couldn’t mask his m0an any longer as I performed the mouth job on him.

‘Awwoww, ishessh, fffiwien, arrrshchhs’, he m0aned softly.

I drew his shirt up and he helped me take it off him. I concentrated on his blick, licking, pulling, sU-Cking and biting. He moved his waist about trying to get comfortable in my mouth, I didn’t mind. I accommodated him, when I noticed his breathing was coming faster and harsher, I stopped abruptly and said, ‘Sorry for interrupting, you may continue with your ball’. I stood up and headed for the bedroom but I didn’t make it, ‘Not so fast Miss’, his hands shot out and caught me. He carried me off my feet and dumped me on the couch backing the TV, he drew my skirt up and a condom materialized from nowhere and he was inside me in seconds. I held on to the back of the couch as he pumped into me, fast and brutal, pushing into me as if punishing me for a crime. I dropped my head on the head rest and added my own m0an!ng to his, don’t asked me to tell you who said what! ‘Yyeeeeaaq, oowgshs, yees, fast, arisshh, ishshi, gryuynf’, he pounded into me and I pushed my butt0ckz to meet his thrust, ‘I’m coming’ he blunted out, ‘I’ll meet you there’, I promised as we both came together. It was powerful. He dropped on my back, I welcomed the weight and we were silent for some seconds. He kissed my neck, In short, he kissed every part of my body that his mouth could reach. I turned to face him and kissed him. ‘Wow that was Sekxy! You won!’ He said and I laughed but stopped when I saw the scores on TV, ‘What is it?’ He asked me and I pointed at the TV, ‘Yeeepa! When did we score another goal?’, he asked and we both burst into laughter. ‘Sorry’, I said still laughing. ‘It’s ok. I’ll watch replay on blitz lerra’.

When I woke up the first thing I saw was Ope’s face, he was staring at me looking all serious and I was scared a bit, after all, he was actually a stranger! ‘Hi’, he said, ‘Hi’ I replied softly. ‘You are beautiful Koyin’, he said and kissed my eyes. ‘It was a pleasure watching you sleep’, he said and kissed me again. “Isn’t that just sweet?” I asked myself. ‘What’s the time?’
I asked, ‘Its 7pm and I like taking evening strolls, would you like to walk with me’, he asked. ‘Yes I would, just give me a minute to wash my face’, I replied.

He didn’t take off his eyes from me while I washed my face and dressed up for the walk.
Hand in hand we walked his street, he told me about his family, his work and his former girlfriend. What I liked about him was that he didn’t talk about his ex-girlfriend in a bad way even though I’ve heard she jilted him.
By the time we got back to his apartment, it was 8:53pm and I was tired from the walk but I enjoyed it. Also I’ve learnt a lot about him and he doesn’t look like a stranger anymore, I felt closer to him. ‘Kilama je lale yi, I’m thinking something very light?’ I asked him after we’ve settled down. ‘Let’s eat noodles’. ‘Ok’ I said and went to the kitchen, I served the noodles, and we ate. We watched the TV for a while and we put it off it after we listened to the news.

He held me close to his heart as we whispered to ourselves on the bed, our conversations were perforated with quick and stolen kisses. I couldn’t even remember what we talked about, I just knew it was something funny, we were kissing when my phone rang. ‘Believe me girls, I didn’t want to pick it up but the caller was persistence and Ope urged me to pick it up but when I picked it up it was my mum’. ‘Hello mummy, ekale ma’,
I greeted. ‘Bawo ni oko mi?’ She replied. ‘I’m fine mum, why are you calling me so late, and hope there’s no problem?’ I asked. ‘Not at all but I need you to come home tomorrow, please come early so we can go to church together from there; we are going to visit my friend Mrs. Abiola whose son just came back from America’. Oh no! Not again, my mum is playing matchmaking again! ‘But mum I’ve to……’ she cut me off mid sentence, ‘Don’t but me anything oo, I’ll be expecting you tomorrow, odaro oo, ki Olorun jiwa re.’ she didn’t even wait for my response. My heart was heavy, not only was she matchmaking, she was also sabotaging my time with Ope and I don’t like it one bit! ‘Hope all is well? Ope enquired. ‘All is well but I’ve to go home tomorrow morning, mummy wants to see me’. I told him and his face fell.