I’ve always wondered, if one could objectify the term ‘lust’ how would it look? Images of a male dog on heat with the erect phallus of a full grown horse dangling threateningly; hot air escaping his mouth as he leans conspicuously over his prospect.
I snapped back to reality, looking into the gorgeous eyes of the prospect sitting across me in the little fast food restaurant and for a second there, I became the image of that dog.
Soooo? Amaka questioned while she giggled.
Lost in my moment of lust, I had missed her question. My well erect member beneath the table trying to join in the conversation wasn’t helping. Who could blame him. 3 months of no activity. Excessive teasing from this near-goddess here with me. My eyes wondered again, making a mental jump over her cleavage. Well, more like a skip, not much in-between those well rounded harbingers of pleasure. I licked my lips and responded just in time before she lost interest.
I’m sorry, what was that?
So… do you want to try it?
This was followed by a gesture I processed immediately but being in my state of epic horniness, I initially denied it. I had always wondered about Amaka. As open as she is, a mysterious shadow hung over her sexuality. To most, she came across as a prude but not me. I saw past her sexual inquisitiveness even though we had only made out a couple of times. I knew her mind was landlord to a freak but how much of a freak?
Just count to ten and then come in.
That was the longest count to ten EVER. I occupied my mind with the lyrics of Frank Oceans Nature Feels while I waited.
I’ve been meaning to f*ck you in the garden.
Been breathing so hard, we both could use the oxygen
I didn’t make it past the second line of course. 7, 8, 9, 10. The true north below my belt led the way. Past the other customers, past the door and then finally into the slaughter house.
What followed must have been a world record for unbuckling a belt and pulling down pants. No warning. I felt like I was pushed into heaven. That divine warm sensation taking over my body as her magical lips enveloped my lingam. Even the cold wall tiles I was leaning against couldn’t douse this fire. This must be that indescribable exhilaration that only comes from taking reckless risks. I snapped out of my moment. Wow. This is really happening. Erm… I’ve read about this. There are rules. Yes. Fast. I need to move fast. Thats the thrill.
I rescued Johnny from her and looked down to see she already had her shoes off – talk about experience. I sat on what I knew would from now on be my throne and turned her around feeling every curve as she maneuvered. Is it too late for me to become an astronaut? I wondered. I put my trusty fingers to work weaving them simultaneously showcasing my own magical powers. She acknowledged my spells with muffled moans bouncing off the back of the foul writings behind the door.
‘Give it to me now – 0806229***’ . I managed to read one of the inscriptions just in time as I experienced the first drop of sweetness dripping down my hand.
‘into my backyard and lay you right on the grass’. I can take it from here, Mr. Ocean. And boy did ‘she’ take it. All of me. She made Johnny disappear again into her as she sat on my throne. I tried to imagine it as vertical backshots but who was I kidding, Ciaras Ride must have been on repeat in this cowgirls mind.
3 short minutes, muffled moans and a flush from the adjoining compartment, we arrived: ORLANDO. My hands found her ample bosom (for support) as my train made a final stop. Yes, it was a short ride but one I would never forget.
I walked out first to receive a gap-toothed smile from a security guard washing his hands. “My Chairman” he bellowed. Smiles dancing around his face. I replied with a knowing smile, went into my wallet and produced a crisp one thousand Naira note for my praise singer. With one more loud “Baba oooo..” he exited the toilet. Minutes later as Amaka and I walked out of the building, the same security guard happily guided us to my car and chipped in a shout of “Chief Chief” as I drove off.
Hey people. It’s been a while since I wrote a Wet Friday piece so I hope you liked this. S/o to my Chairmen and Chairwomen out there. I want to hear from you guys today. Where’s the weirdest place you’ve done or erm.. “heard someone do it”. Use the comment box to speak your mind. Remember you can always comment as anonymous. Cheers.