Now if you are like some of my crazy friends from school, like Daposki, Lulu and Jeks, once you see a naked and willing woman on your bed, you would jump in but you see a woman’s kintus is not a pool, you don’t just jump in. Haba!
So, what did I do?
I told my whatchamacallit to behave even though it was already salivating like Pavlov’s bingo.
“Georgie, I am the host, I should be serving Kola,” I said as I parted her legs as wide as they would go and buried my face between them.
I inhaled. She smelled good, so I parted the folds and flicked my tongue over her clit. Her sharp intake of breath was all the encouragement I needed.
So, I flicked tongue over clit, lip over lip, tongue over dangerous and unmentionable places and suddenly her legs were shaking and clamping around my head.
I got up sharply and eased my whatchamacallit towards her. Georgie got the cue and took me whole into her sweet mouth and made me speak in tongues as she licked and sucked and teased. Then when I knew I could take it no more, I gently eased out of her mouth and turned her over.
I entered from behind and then opened her legs as far as it could go. Then I began to dig in and out like I had imagined it in my mind a million times many years ago and the sound of my name issuing out of her mouth as I pumped her was like sweet music to my ears.
I was a happy man whose wish had come true because for many years after I saw Georgie naked in Ikenna’s room, she was the stuff of my fantasy. Any time I was with a babe and I couldn’t come, I would imagine her lying there, naked and boy, things would happen.
When we had gone on for a while and the heat we were producing was beginning to put the AC to shame, Georgie stopped winding her waist and pushed me gently away.
Then she got off the bed, walked to the dresser and thrust her bum at me.
“I want to watch you give it to me,” she said looking in the mirror as I slid into her like hot knife through butter and then we were doing the do, my pelvis slapping into her bum and eliciting screams and then suddenly we were both screaming and then it was over and my ears were ringing.
“Let’s sleep, I want some more,’ she whispered in my ears as she climbed into my bed.
I smiled as my whatchamacallit nodded with joy.
