A Visit From My Past…. Part 2

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While growing up, we use to have kissing competitions, for some

of us, it was an excuse to kiss guys we wanted, or kiss our friend’s
boyfriends, for my brothers, it was an opportunity to kiss some of
my pretty friends, for me…it was a power trip…I wanted to arouse
a guy and enjoy knowing that i could…funny thing was, i almost
always won but all those wins didn’t prepare me for the impact of
this stranger’s kiss. It was mind blowing…Nothing could pry our
lips apart..we were not in a battle…it wasn’t a duel it
was…sensual… S#xual, it has no words to describe it. I could
hear my heart thudding in my chest…, i firmly pressed my body to
his…he groaned deep in his throat… and i was all the more
excited. He turned, lifted and placed me a top him. I glued myself
all the more to his magnificent form…My mouth left his, trying to
catch my breath…we couldn’t take our eyes off each other…i went
to lick his neck just close to his ears, he groaned
deeply….clutched me and my foggy brain heard the words “oh
please i can’t do this…oh God please help me stop..we have to
stop oh pls..stop pls stop stop” I stopped, raised myself with my
legs astride him. I could feel the hardness of his member pressing
into me through my clothes. I wanted him to tear my clothes off
me and…but he didn’t. He held my face tenderly…”i want you too
but i want to do it the right way…” ” You didn’t even tell me your
name..” “Rosie…” I had to clear my throat cause the lump there
didn’t make talking easy. ” Well Rosie, i think you should go..”
What?!! I couldn’t utter a word, hot tears filled my eyes, i jumped
from the bed, patted my hair, straightened my rumpled clothes,
picked my bag and rushed out. Don’t know how i made it out the
hotel…by this time hot tears were flowing freely down my face…i
needed to get far out of that place. I heard footsteps behind me,
didn’t bother to turn..i was so ashamed…why did i allow him into
my cab in the first place? Then i felt strong determined hands hold
me from behind, lifted me and carried me back to into the hotel
fireman style… It felt right…but the faces of those we met on our
way to the room was hilarious. We got to the room..he threw me
hard on the bed, we didn’t need words..he ripped my clothes to
shreds…and tenderly he kissed both my eyes close. It was pure
torture when his tongue started from my forehead..trailing his hot
tongue down..he skirted my Bosom…by the time he got to my
navel, i had my legs apart anticipating the feel of his hot searing
tongue on my Kittycat..again he skipped it…with little nibbles and
kisses, he got to my manicured toes and proceeded to suck them
deeply..ooohhhhh..i discovered another pleasure point on my
body. He suddenly flipped me over and started on my back. By the
time he got to my butt…he pried my legs apart and plunged in
branding me with the heat of his tongue. His hands on my Bosom
were touching…squeezing…caressing..loving…Ohhhhhhhh
heavenly. I cried, i begged but he wouldn’t listen…i was at the
edge of bliss…The torture got too much for me so i decided to let
him know that i can pleasure and torture him as much. I
turned…tore at his shirt popping all the buttons in the process…I
flicked my tongue on his Tip one after the
other,,sucking…licking..nibbling.. loving..he grasps..”Oh Rosie,
my Rosie…my baby, my angel…oh my oh my ooooohhh my oh
yeah oh please” My hands were busy trying to get his Joystick out of
its confinement…aha..i succeed at last…My tongue got to the tip i
licked…i used my lips and tongue to caress that sensitive spot
just at the base of the cap, I took it all in tasting him, loving it…he
went crazy saying my name in that deep baritone that turned my
legs to jelly..he couldn’t take it anymore…he stood up lifted me
and plunged into me with deep hard thrusts…i was ready for
him…i had my hands round his neck and shoulders giving it back
to him thrust for thrust..force for force..it didn’t stop..we couldn’t
stop..it went on and on and on and on until we came together in
an earth shattering climax. All we needed was a moment to catch
our breath…and it started all over again…each one being better
that the first…we couldn’t sleep.
Then morning came…he held me saying” I promise i will make
things right…” I didn’t understand and i didn’t ask…i didn’t even
tell him about my cousin’s wedding. We parted ways, my cab was
waiting for me outside. I finished my business in Enugu and
proceeded to my home state for fittings and rehearsals for the
wedding. I was living in my own world…i couldn’t wait for the
wedding to be over..he promised to see me in my home state since
he had some important business there. Then the wedding day
came,as the maid of honour, i had to march in with my cousin
when the organist struck the ever classical bridal tunes…the
groom turned with a smile and that was when i saw him…my
stranger…my Joey..he was/is the groom. A hot pain hit me…i
gasped…it wiped the smile off his face…i saw the pain in his
eyes. Somehow i managed to stay thru the ceremony in a haze of
confusion…i prayed fervently for the ceremony to be over…it was
the longest two and a half hours of my life…i didn’t wait for the
reception..i couldn’t. On my way out, he followed me…and
whispered ” Am sorry…I wanted to end it but she told me she is
pregnant”…His next words broke me in pieces” Am in love with
you Rosie…you are my soul mate” What do i do…i ran and ran, i
never looked back. I didn’t know about love but he was was my
soul mate…i didn’t know about love but he made me mushy.
They left for the states together, i didn’t care, i am determined to
forget him and today after 15 years…he is here….I can’t handle it
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