Diary Of The Grand Commander

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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 15

]I was in one of the shops at Falomo Shopping Complex when Cynthia called me that she was parked at the roundabout. Parked? I asked myself. I was looking for a new pair of soccer boots because I had vowed to resume soccer training. I had lost stamina and I was not doing too well as regards exercises. I took the shopā€™s call card and promised to call on them soon. I hurried out of the complex and walked to the roundabout looking for the ash colored Toyota Camry she was in. I spotted it close to the MTN building beside the filling station and approached her. Upon seeing me, she smiled and unlocked the passenger side. I got in.

We said our pleasantries and hugged briefly. I made to kiss her on the cheek but she turned her face and gave me a light kiss on my lips. She looked good. Very good. She was wearing a black, sleeveless turtle neck top which made her bo0bs bigger and rounder. Her nippl3s stuck out and I noticed she was not wearing a bra. She explained that her brother in Canada had sent the car to her to sell it. She had been using it for two weeks now. I could not get my eyes off those huge br3asts. I asked her where we were headed. She said she knew a nice joint on the island where we could hang out then later go clubbing on the mainland. It seemed like a good idea to me, so I bought the idea.

We were passing through Ozumba and I asked her to take a turn to her left. I continued to direct her until we got to a racing center. She was amazed. She asked me how I knew the place. I shut her up with a kiss and we went in. There were just a few people before us. We waited our turn and we joined the next batch of racers. It was a one race, three laps event and the winner would qualify for another race. We were both boasting about who would win and how much we were to bet. We wore our helmets and entered our race cars and waited for the signal. There was me, Cynthia, a young boy of about 18 and his Dad.

The race began and I started in a flash. I was ahead by meters, the boy and Cynthia not far behind. As we turned the bend, Cynthia went ahead. I saw the look on her face. It was pure happiness. We had two more laps to go. We were warned not to exceed certain speed limits and I was about to show them who was boss. I was a few seconds behind Cynthia and the boy when I changed shift and increased my speed. I went past the boy and passed Cynthia as we turned the bend again. Cynthia was far behind. It was between me and the boy. He was certainly a regular here due to his knowledge of the track and how he knew when to shift and increase speed, but he always fell behind each time we took the bend. We were on the third lap now. Cynthia was not far behind. I reckoned that if she won the race, it would make her happy and she would have the opportunity to race again. I already saw how delighted she was. So I made my move.

I slowed down and left my left side open for an overtaking. Each time the boy tried to overtake me I closed the angle and made the space too small for him to pass. As I did this, Cynthia got closer. We were almost at the bend and I knew she would overtake us. As she did, I immediately closed the angle again making it impossible for us the boy to overtake. To me it was hilarious. To the boy it was annoying. Cynthia finished the race first and the boy came second. She came out of the race cart jumping and screaming. She came to me and hugged me and got ready for her next race. The boy was coming to me to talk obviously angry but his dad stopped him. His dad winked at me to show that he understood what happened. Nonetheless, I went to the boy and apologized. I lied that I proposed to her and she just said yes. So I wanted to make her feel special and happy.

I was in the stands watching Cynthia during the second race. She did better than the first race but the guys she was up against were just ruthless. She was good at the bends but they were just too good. I later learnt that they had a bet.

As we left the arena, Cynthia was all smiles. She could not stop talking about how good she was and how she beat me. As I drove us home, it gave me great joy to see how animated she was. How happy I made her. I was hoping that one day if she wants to blackmail me, sheā€™ll remember this day and not go through with it. There was traffic on Third Mainland Bridge and we were talking about what next. I slotted in an Old Skool blues CD and we sang along to the music. As the traffic began to clear she said she was sleepy and tired and would love us to go home straight. She pushed back the lever on the seat and it opened backwards. As she lay back, her skirt moved up revealing those pretty, scintillating thighs. I operated the steering with one hand while I shifted the gear with the other. After changing a gear, I would rest my hand on her lap, caressing it.

She put her hand on mine and we drove like that for a while. I looked at her and she looked so lovely, so innocent, and so angelic. At that point, it crossed my mind that I could actually date and possibly spend the rest of my life with Cynthia. Just that her possessiveness was out of this world. She was a good girl.

I climbed off Third Mainland and drove down through the adekunle detour. She was sound asleep now. I made my way through to Jibowu and connected Surulere. In no time, we got home. I parked inside. I turned off the ignition and she woke up. I told her not to bother coming down that I would get her. I got to her side of the door opened it and carried her in my arms. I shut the door with my foot and locked the car with the remote.

I lifted her that way, opened the door and went in with her still in my arms. I laid her gently on the bed and kissed her softly on the lips. I was surprised that I was not hard or even thinking of having s3x with Cynthia. I was just concerned about her being tired and having a good rest and happy night. As I got off the bed I pecked her forehead.

ā€œSweet dreams my love,ā€ I said.

ā€œKevin?ā€ She called looking at me

ā€œYes baby,ā€ I said sitting down beside her.

ā€œMake love to me.ā€ She said.

That was all the leverage I neededā€¦.

I obliged her.

I kissed her softly on the lips, taking her lower lip in my mouth and s—–g on it gently. We kissed for a while, slow and romantic kiss. I s—-d her lips, ate them, licked, fiddled with my tongue. We were kissing madly now, doing all sorts of thing with our mouths glued together. I stopped, paused and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing heavy. She looked so innocent, so lovely. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor. She opened her eyes. I smiled. I took off her turtle neck and met those lovely bo0bs with huge nipple5. She had fair skin, fair bo0bs, but very dark aureole and nippl3. Her nippl3 was quite large and chewable. I wondered how I let myself forget about such a wonderful piece of creation. I kissed her lips again, and she responded. Her hands were all over my body, one on my nippl3 and the other one caressing my head and my neck. I broke contact. Her eyes were still closed; my fingers were kneading her left nippl3. Slowly, gently and very softly, I rubbed my fingers around the Tip watching her reaction, concentrating on making her moan. I put a little saliva on my fingers and went back to the rubbing and teasing of the nippl3. She was moaning softly enjoying the sweet kamasutra that was happening to her.

I bent low and kissed her neck. Once. I bent again and kissed her neck, two times in slow succession. Then I traced my tongue from her neck to her earlobes. My fingers were still on her nippl3. She was moaning louder at every touch. I kissed her ear and darted my tongue in and out. She squirmed and moaned. She freed her ear from mouth, turning her face such that her lips met mine. I was rubbing her nippl3 gently but fast, very fast. She was arching her back, moving her body so as to contain the pleasure. She released my lips and was moaning loudly, her fingers on my nippl3 too. I took the second nippl3 in my other hand and was dealing with the two nippl3s now. I was sitting on the edge of the bed while she was sleeping on it, close to me.

She left my nippl3 and held my hand. Suddenly, she forcefully pushed me on the bed beside her and got on top of me. She s—-d my nippl3 at the same time fighting with my belt. She got through to my boxers and began to stroke my already engorged d1ck, while tormenting my nippl3 with her tongue. Cynthia was good. She knew how to drive me crazy. She s—-d my nippl3 like she was going to die if she left it alone, then at intervals, she would gently use her teeth to softly graze on them. She was dealing with me.

She went down to my cork. With her tongue, she drew a line from my nippl3 to my chest, then to my stomach, then my navel, then down to my pubic hair. She took if my pants and boxers and there after got out of her clothes. We were completely nak3d. The sight of her b0obs and her nippl3s made my d1ck nod. I was very very hard and was approaching breaking point. She teased me, licking my inner thighs with her tongue and squeezing my nippl3. She moved a little towards my d1ck, but went sideways to my hips, s—–g, licking and doing all sorts to me. My whole body was shaking.

ā€œRelax babyā€¦I havenā€™t started.ā€ She said in a husky voice.

She went to my d1ck and used her face to lift it up. She was determined not to use her hands to put it in her mouth. Every time she tried to get my d1ck in her mouth with her face, it would not go in. It would slide off her cheek. She was loving this. It was driving me nuts. I was really shaking. Her hands were all over me; her lips were doing damage to my thighs. I already had some precum on the tip of my gbola. She used her tongue on the s—t of my d1ck, licking the full length and stroking it very slowly and gently, like a painter uses a paint brush.

Then finally, she held my d1ck. She held it at the base. Then slowly she licked from the base up until she got to the cap. When she approached the cap, her tongue flicked around it very fast, up and down, and around the cap head. I was jerking and held her headā€¦.

ā€œPleaaseā€¦I canā€™t take it anymore babyā€¦ Pleaseā€¦ā€ I begged.

She put my d1ck in her mouth and it felt like heaven. She put the d1ck as far as the cap, s—–g it and licking. She was making slurping sounds as she took the whole of me in. She moved faster now, her head bobbing up and down. I was moaning really bad and my hand was on her head. Occasionally, she would withdraw, lick just the tip of my d1ck and continue blowing me.

I pulled her sideways towards me so that I could fing3r her as she s—-d me. My hand found its way to her pus5y and my gosh, it was so bleeping wet. Her huge cl1t was already hard and I concentrated there because her pus5y was just so wet, I did not think I could get any friction. As I went faster on the cl1t, she paused from s—–g me and began to moan louder. I went faster still.

She immediately removed my hand and came on top of me. Her eyes were closed and she was licking her lips. She used my d1ck to rub her cl1t as she squatted on top of me. Her juices were dropping on my thigh and balls as she started rubbing the c–t faster. She inserted my d–k in her pus5y. Oh lawd!!! It was so warm and wet. She was over the top now. She was riding me, her fingers digging deep into my chest. It was pleasure and pain. She rode me like someone possessed. I had never seen her like that before. Very fast. When my d1ck came out she immediately put it back at the speed of light. All the weirdness excited me. She was riding me and biting her lower lip.

ā€œAhhishhhhā€¦Ahiiiishhhā€¦

Ahhissssshā€¦ aaaaaahhhhā€ She moanedā€¦

Then I knew she was comming. I put both nippl3s in my mouth s—–g and nibbling. I began to jerk my waist, thrusting upwards to meet her movements.

ā€œNo no no no.ā€ she objected, pinning my waist down with her hand.

I was almost coming and I tried to get my mind off it but it was not happening. She was bleeping me crazy and I would cummm anytime soon. She started coming, shaking and quivering. I let my self at the same time. She paused, was still as she jerked and shook like a leaf in the wind. Seconds later, she relaxed and lay on my chest.

We had another session in the morning before I left to my house. It was even better than the first because I gave her a dose of her own medicine. I left her still asleep at 4am and quickly rushed to my place in her car to get my clothes. I picked her up at 6am, and she was already waiting for me. I got out at Onikan Round about and left her to continue to work. We kissed and I told her I would see her soon.

I got to the office in a fantastic mood. I had a great night. At lunch, Eddy called me that he was coming to my office with lunch that someone got for him. 10 minutes later, he knocked my door and entered. He was not alone.

Guess who?


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