Lara's driver drove into the compound and parked the sleek car under the carport. He bade her a goodnight, and she walked into the beautiful duplex and lowered herself onto the cozy leather couch. She called out to her maid.
"Welcome madam," the girl came scurrying from the kitchen.
"Angela, take this bag to my room upstairs," she responded. She handed over her file bag and dug out her phone from her handbag. She peered at it. The message hadn't been delivered yet. What happened? She tried calling his number again, but it was still off. This was unusual of him. He never allowed his phone to run out of juice. He must have switched it off intentionally. Could he be with another woman? Lara felt a pang of jealousy shoot through her. Had he already moved on? She definitely had to see him, even if it was just to know if it was just infatuation she was feeling. Her phone rang. She jumped up and grabbed it from where it lay. The caller ID stated it was Charles. Charles!!!! Christ, she had forgotten she was to give him a call after her meeting. She hit the receive button. "Honey, I'm so sorry, I was supposed to have called..."
She launched herself from where she stood and covered the distance between them in under a second, landing straight into his arms. Her momentum caught him off-guard, and he was pushed back onto the bed. She landed right on top of him, a wide smile on her lips. He caressed her face, looked into her dark eyes, and shivered. Her beauty captivated him. He glanced down at her breasts that were dangling and spilling into his face. His other hand had found the bare skin where her tank top had slid up her back. He tickled her skin and looked at her again. She glanced at his mouth and back to his eyes before lowering her lips to his.
They kissed hungrily, and his hands wandered slowly all over her back. Their kiss became deeper, and she pulled back straddling him and raised her arms. He sat up and grabbed the hems of her top. He pulled it up, exposing her flesh inch by inch. He pulled the cloth over her breasts and they popped out and bounced on her chest. He pulled the cloth up further and held it just before he uncovered her eyes, her lips only exposed. He held the top over her arms and savored the sight of her lips seeking his, her sense of sight taken away for a moment. He smiled and watched as her chest heaved up and down as she panted in desire. He planted another long kiss on her lips, one which she replied to with gusto. He finally pulled the blue top off her and threw it aside. He pulled her back into his arms and her hands wrapped around his neck again, lips locked together as they tried to outdo each other. Her fingers began to reciprocate, urgently pulling his shirt up to expose his chest. She yanked it off and pushed him back on the bed. She needed no words to convey her passion. Sheila could already feel him getting hard between her legs and she began to grind her crotch against the swelling member. He reached up and cupped her breasts again. They felt firm and full. He gave them a gentle jiggle and squeeze.
"You've now officially met the twins," she said wryly.
"Nice to meet you Tasha and Sarah," he replied. He tweaked her hard nipples between his fingers.
"They are Tanya and Sarah, you dimwit," she scolded sternly and slapped his hands away, "and if you make that mistake again, I'll make sure I smother you with them."
Kunle laughed. "That would be a very nice way to die," he remarked, and proceeded to motorboat the "twins" as Sheila "angrily" bent down and pressed them into his face.
Lara ended the call. She had managed to persuade Charles from coming over tonight. She didn't want to see him. She wanted to be alone. She checked her messages again and saw the text had still not been delivered. She tried dialing his number again but it was still off. It had been almost two hours since she sent the text. She knew his phone had been switched off intentionally. The feeling of envy returned.
"Why am I feeling jealous?" She asked herself. She knew that whoever was with him at that moment, she wished it was her instead. Images of her naked in bed with him began to flood her mind. She closed her eyes began to imagine him running his hands over her body, his fingers stroking the growing wetness in between her legs, his lips sucking hard on her nipples. She unconsciously began to rub her cunt as she flexed her hand, stroking his imaginary dick in her mind. She slightly opened her mouth as she imagined herself wrapping her lips around his shaft.
She was jolted back to reality when she heard her maid coming down the stairs. Rearranging herself, she quickly rubbed her already slick fingers over her smart suit pants. She stood up and instructed her maid to make her a light dinner, before turning and walking up the stairs to her room.
She slowly undressed and contemplated taking a shower. She stood in front of her mirror, staring at her naked body in the reflection. Her body was hot, and her cunt was tingling with desire. She momentarily gazed at her side drawer where she kept her toys, wondering if she could give herself a few moments of pleasure. She hesitated and then sighed, reached out to the drawer, and pulled out her dildo. She lay flat on her back and spread her legs wide. As the toy made contact and buzzed away, she allowed her body and mind to be taken over by her lust and soon her body was wracked with throes and throes of pleasure.
Sheila's body was on fire. She hadn't felt this hot for waaaaaayyyyyy too long. Her clothes felt like they were burning, and she was so glad when Kunle began pulling her top off. She was even more impatient to get the burning piece of cloth off her and was glad when he had flung it away. Right now she had sat up and Kunle had grabbed her boobs and was fondling them.
"
Please don't touch my nipples. I will lose it if you do
." She begged him in her mind. She was happy when he pulled her back down, squashing her breasts into his chest as he kissed her ferociously. His hands ran over her naked back and down to the globes of her arse. He caressed the flesh that had been exposed and squeezed and spanked her playfully.
Sheila pulled herself back up and grinded her crotch into him again. She began to massage and rub his arms and chest. She looked into his face, finding him gazing at her chest in anticipation. She raised her arms above her head for a moment and Kunle swallowed hard, staring as her breasts swayed hypnotically before his eyes. She saw his expression and smiled as she dropped her arms and folded them under her breasts, pushing them up and making them look even bigger.
"Like what you see?" she asked seductively.
All Kunle could do was nod. His dick was now as stiff as a washboard and his breathing had quickened noticeably. He reached up again to caress her jugs, and this time pinched her nipples. She gasped and slapped his hands away.
"Please, don't do that..." she gasped.
"Really," he thought. "So that's your weak spot. Your nipples." He reached up again and grabbed them, tweaking and flicking with his fingers. She gasped and moaned again, pleading with her eyes.
"Stop it Kunle, you will make me break down," she begged.
Kunle ignored her and pulled her towards him until they were only inches from his face. He licked his lips and smiled. Her eyes pleaded with him, but he began to lick and suck her left nipple. She let out a loud moan as bolts of pleasure wracked her body. She cried out and cupped his head as he ministered to her, gently at first and then with more urgency. She moaned, then gently pushed his head back and pushed her other breast to his mouth. He took it and began to administer the same treatment. After several long moments, she pushed back and moved aside, kneeling just out of his reach on the bed.
"I bet that's very uncomfortable," she panted, trying to catch her breath and pointing at his bulging crotch.
"It is," he replied. Sheila reached over and gently ran her hand over it. She felt it throb as it pleaded for room to breathe.
"I wonder what we can do about it?" she asked with a devilish look on her face. She slid off the bed and stood there looking at him. His eyes were locked on her and she looked down at her leggings, then back at him as her fingers hooked the waistline and slowly pulled them down an inch. Kunle licked his lips and unconsciously put his hand inside his shorts to rub his aching rod. She giggled and turned away.
At first, he wasn't sure what she was doing. Then her hands moved and she slowly rolled her tight leggings over her hips as she worked them down. Once they cleared her hips, rather than let them drop, she pulled them further down, slowly bending at the waist until her hands touched the floor. Just as he suspected, she wore no panties, and Kunle moaned at the sight before his eyes. Sheila's full, round derriere was the most sensuous thing he'd ever seen. She stood and stepped out of her discarded leggings and pivoted to face him. Her voluptuous body was there for him to gape at, naked as the day she was born. She raised her hands above her head and struck a pose.
"You're...beautiful," he choked, his tongue dry and thick with emotion.
"Thank you," Sheila said coyly. She ran her hands over her body, knowing his eyes were following them. She moved forward and knelt on the bed beside his legs.
"Raise your hips," she quietly commanded and gripped his shorts. Kunle complied and Sheila gently pulled his shorts and boxers down. His erection burst into view and her eyes flew wide in astonishment.
"
CHISOS (JESUS) KUNLE!!
" she exclaimed in shock.
She moved back startled and her hand trembled as she pointed at his dick. She stared in awe as it jerked and throbbed, pulsing steadily with his heartbeat.
"Jesus Kunle, you could have warned me. This...that is a fucking python!!!"
Kunle smiled. "Well, you would have found out eventually. Come on, it's not that big."
She reached down and cautiously grazed it with her nails, squealing as it twitched in response.
"It is!! It's HUGE!!! How do you expect little me to handle something this...MASSIVE?"
"Come on Sheila," Kunle responded as he stroked it gently. It felt hot to his touch and a silent moan escaped his lips. "It's...ahh...not that big."
"I'm going to pass out if you put that thing in me!!"
"Sheila calm down. You're panicking."
She swallowed nervously. "Why won't I panic?" she demanded, "First your sudden request and now you unleash that..." she said pointing again, "...that monster! Of course, I will panic!"
She finally managed to swallow her fear and knelt alongside him on the bed. She wrapped her hands around the thick shaft and began to give it slow, deft strokes. Kunle's eyes fluttered and she heard a soft gasp escape him. She slid off the bed and pulled his shorts all the way off his legs. She stood back and admired his manhood as it waved in the air, hissing and spitting in her general direction.
"You are full of surprises Kunle," she remarked. She hovered over him and began to rub and massage his thighs, moving her hands slowly upward from his knees toward his groin. Kunle smiled and closed his eyes in anticipation. Sheila ran her fingers through his short, dark pubic hair, then underneath to tickle and cup his balls. She smiled mischievously and seeing his eyes were still closed, she bent over and took a quick nibble on the head. Kunle's eyes flew open and he moaned softly. She giggled, watching his face as she let her tongue slither over the swollen glans. His eyes were fixed and glazed, watching as she took it between her lips. His right hand gently stroked her hair as she moved her mouth up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each dip of her head.
"Oh God," he moaned.
