Diary Of The Grand Commander

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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

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Laura’s reply was blunt yet inviting. I had not hoped for a positive outcome from the message I sent to her. Now, I had to make plans for her Friday. I sent a ‘please call me’ message to Tunde as it seemed like she may have to be included in our arrangement, VIP style. I waited and waited for Tunde to call me. When it seemed like he was not going to call soon, I decided to call Laura. I picked the intercom and dialed Corporate Affairs.

“Hello” came the sweet sexy voice at the other end of the line

“Hi Laura. My name is Kevin.” I said

“Oh. Kevin. What’s up?”

“I’m good. About tonight, emmm
emmmm
.mmmm
” I stammered. “I don’t think I have anything planned. I was actually asking if you did, so that maybe you could invite me.”

She laughed softly, making me feel all the more ashamed.

“Oh well. My Fridays are usually very very boring. I have not been out in a long time. And I was hoping I could catch some groove this weekend. But it’s okay. I guess, I’ll just be alone all myself and cuddle my pillow.” She said.

“You could go visit your man, you know. Or he could come over, if you stay alone.” I said. I was testing the waters, trying to find out if she stayed alone and if she had a boyfriend.

“Uncle Kevin. You have spoil finish o!” She said and continued. “Anyways, I have a fiancĂ©e. But he is in the States. He won’t be back for 5 months. And of course I stay alone.”

“Alright then. How is your computer behaving?” I asked

“It’s perfect. Since you are free tonight, what if you come over and we start the IT lessons?” she asked.

I was taken by surprise. Laura was proving to be very blunt. I was sure that we would not just be doing IT lessons all night.

“It’s a deal.” I answered.

She gave me her house address and we agreed I should be there for 7pm. I sent a text to Tunde cancelling our earlier arrangement.

At 7:14pm, I was in front of her gate in Mercy Eneli Estate in Surulere. I pressed the bell three times. No answer. I knocked and knocked on the iron burglary that barred her door. Sh1t! This babe was not at home. I did not have airtime on my phone. I wanted to send her ‘please call me’ but it just didn’t seem right. I waited at the door for twenty minutes. Still no show.

I decided to leave. I may have to go out with Tunde afterall, I thought to myself. I got out of her street and walked towards the estate gate. There was a recharge card seller there. I asked for airtime recharge and was fishing my wallet to get the money when this crazy driver almost hit me.

The sweet Toyota Camry was just a few meters away from my legs before the driver managed to swerve in time to turn me into a wheel chair user. I was livid. I swore and started cursing. I was moving towards the car when the driver stopped and opened the door.

It was Laura.

“So na like this you dey yab people, Kevin?” She said in pidgin, smiling at me.

My heart melted at her smile and all the anger in me just vanished. I smiled.

“Na so o. Why I no go yab? You wan turn me to cripple abi?” I replied smiling. We shook hands. Her hands were soft and cold. I told her I had been waiting for her a while and was already leaving. She apologized profusely and took my hand, dragging me to the passenger side of her car.

“You see this girl?” She said loudly enough for both of us to hear, “Na she cause everything oh. She just showed up in my house and dragged me to the market.” She finished.

We all laughed and I got into the back of the car.

Laura introduced her friend as Kemi. Kemi was her childhood friend and they had been together for close to 20 years. Kemi was not much of a talker. We got to the house and I made myself comfortable in the living room while Kemi and Laura took the groceries into the Kitchen. Laura offered me a drink and chatted me up a little.

At 8:45pm, I told her I was ready to leave.

“Ready to leave keh? Why?” She asked.

“You already have company Laura and besides, I would not want to spoil a girls’night.” I said.

“You are staying over.” She said and got up.

She disappeared into the kitchen.

That night happened to be a most memorable occasion for me.

After a great dinner, we talked at length. Kemi proved to be an ardent football follower. She was a Manchester United fan just like me. Laura was a Chelsea fan and she had a hard time against the two of us. It was a bittersweet battle. Laura conceded defeat to us and got up. She retrieved two bottles of chilled Red wine and set it up on the table with wine glasses. I did the honors of opening the drinks and we argued some more over drinks.

After the first bottle, we were getting freer and the atmosphere was becoming livelier. Laura slotted in a Westlife DVD into the home theater system. We chorused familiar lines while laughing like babies. The alcohol was strong and taking effect. When we were half way down the second bottle, Laura stood up to get another bottle from the fridge. She swayed her hips as she walked, looking back and eyeing me seductively.

“Shake it girl!!! Come on!!! Show what you got!!!”

Kemi encouraged raising her voice. Laura stopped. She looked back, bent low to touch her toes, and then got up with her a5s coming up first. She hit her bum with her right hand as she got up sending crazy signals to my ‘limpopo’. Just then, the tracked changed to “When You Looking Like That”, which was one of my favorite Westlife songs. We all screamed as the song started and I got up, using the empty red wine bottle as a mic.

“Everybody who was staring couldn’t believe that this girl was mine. Didn’t know it was wrong . . .” I sang along with westlife as I walked up to Laura. I stood behind Laura, slow whining and singing with so much confidence.

“Am I supposed to leave you now, when you’re looking like that. I can’t believe what I just gave away now I can’t take it back
”

I was free styling now. Laura left me to get the third bottle of wine so I walked gallantly to Kemi, singing the final lines of the chorus. I walked up to her and held her hands. Her two hands were in mine. I pulled her up from the chair. We danced to the song, moving and swaying sideways. The drink was beginning to have effects on all of us. I pulled Kemi closer and held her tight to me as we moved slowly to “Angel’s Wings”. She smelt very sweet and I pressed harder on to her as the song continued.

Kemi held on to me. She rested her head on my shoulder as my hands circled her waist. Her hands were on my neck as we absorbed the song. It obviously reminded both of us things.

Laura opened the latest bottle of wine and refilled our cups. We cheered to a good life and sat in silence for a while. Kemi decided to change the mood of the room. She replaced the Westlife CD with a recent collection of Nigerian jamz.

The first song that came out was “If you whine for me”. The girls went gaga. They dropped their glasses and started dancing. They were trying to outdo each other displaying different dance steps and er.otic moves. I just sat there, sipping the wine. My eyes had already begun to close. I was tipsy and needed to hit the bed immediately. I checked my wristwatch: 11:54pm. Laura called Kemi to come close to her and whispered something into her ears. Just then, Kemi came to me and started giving me a lap dance.

She bent half way and was rubbing her big ar.se on my gr.oin. I was hard but was trying to control it. She came at me, and rubbed her brea5ts all over my face. “Implication” was playing now. I lost control of my d1ck. It was so hard. She noticed it and began working on my d1ck hitting my d1ck with her big a.s.s. Then she turned and sat on me facing me. I was looking at Laura, trying to plead with my eyes for her to tell Kemi to stop, but Laura was enjoying every bit of the action.

I looked at Kemi and saw a particular look in her eyes. I knew that look. The look of lust and want. She was straddling me but she was not dancing anymore, she was working her pu5sy on my erect d1ck. I was also tipsy. I threw caution to the wind. I touched her waist and kissed her neck, she moaned softly, I gradually moved my lips from her neck to her chin. Then slowly my lips met hers.

We forgot all about the lap dance and started kissing each other hungrily. The alcohol was taking full effect and we could not control the feeling anymore, I s—-d her lower lip as she s—-d my upper lip. I slowly squeezed her huge brea5ts and pushed my tongue deeper inside her mouth. She responded, eating my mouth, chewing my lips as if I had sugar all over it. I lifted her up, her legs curled around my waist, entangled and kissing deeply. I lay her down gently on the rug and began to kiss her gently. I looked up at Laura.

She winked at me and told me to go on.

I took off her her t-shirt very slowly revealing a pretty pink half-bra barely covering her huge br3asts. I kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks. I took my time. I was not in the mood to rush. I had Laura watching me. I wanted her to get the best scene of her life. I opened my eyes to look at Kemi. Her eyes were closed, she bit her lower lip as my hand caressed the exposed parts of her body. I roamed my hands softly around her exposed waist, supporting each touch with soft gentle kisses. I grazed my teeth against her shoulder as I kissed my way to the side of her neck, while my hands caressed her br3asts underneath the bra. I saw Laura take unbutton her shirt and take off her jeans. She put in a compilation of evergreen oldies and reduced the volume to a very soft, audible level.

As, Boys 2 Men’s “Water Runs Dry” played from the speakers, Laura sat down to face us. Kemi pulled me onto her and we kissed passionately. She was rubbing all parts of my body. She struggled to get her hands inside my shirt and teased my Tips as we kissed. I turned her on her back and began to kiss her softly. I kissed the back of her neck, tracing my lips down the line of her spine. I unhooked her bra with one singular movement and pulled it out of her arms. I grazed my teeth against her back and ran my fingers around her thighs.

She was shaking at my every touch, moaning as I tortured her with every skill I could remember. I took om my shirt amd turned her. Laura gasped at seeing my 6packs and fit body frame. I was a footballer. What did she expect?

I pulled off my trouser, taking out a handkerchief. I blindfolded Kemi and whispered into her ears, “Don’t Touch me.”

She smiled. I kissed her lips, my hands roaming every part of her body. I moved down to her brea5ts kissing the areas around her nippl3s. I used my wet tongue to trace her large dark aureola. I licked slowly till I got to the edge of her nipp.le. Then I withdrew. I did it again, dragging my lips around her nippl3 and making sure that my tongue just barely touched her nippl3. She held my head and forced my mouth on her nippl3. She moaned. I gently put her hand back on the ground as I s—-d her nippl3, flicking it inside my mouth and s—–g it hard. Then very slowly, I would run just the tip of my tongue around her large brea5t, avoiding the nippl3. After a little bit of circling, I would suddenly descend on the nippl3. S—–g it hard and gritting it between my teeth,.

“Ohhh..ahhhhh
.fuuuuuccckkkk
ohhhh myy Gooooodddd” Kemi moaned. I played guitars on her chest and he belly button. I drew imaginary lines with my short nails around her belly, moving down to her pubic hair while I s—-d and caressed her nippl3s. She was restless. I continued to torture her. I put one finger in her wet pu5sy and she moaned louder. I put the finger on her nippl3 and rolled it round and round while I s—-d and chewed on her other nippl3.

“Chew it harder
pls..chew it
 harder” She moaned.

Laura had put a hand in her pant and another inside her bra. Kemi’s moans were turning her on. I released Kemi’s nippl3 and kissed her chest. I made the tip of my tongue very wet and traced a line from her chest to her belly button. She moaned louder. I went further down, kissing her pubic hair and advancing to reach her cl1t. I went sideways, licking her inner thighs, while my fingers stroked her other inner thigh. She was shaking. trying to control the pleasure.

Laura took off her panties and her bra.


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