TIDES OF LUST (Episode 26)

After Jenny left the house, I waited for a while to see if Evelyn would come to the sitting room, so we would talk.

 But unfortunately, she didn’t.

After waiting a little too long, I decided to go towards Jenny's room to check on Evelyn, and i met her sleeping or so I thought.

She was clad only in her underwear, and I recalled my sister mentioning that she had a restless night.

 I decided to let her be, and was about to retreat and close the door when she suddenly broke the silence.

“I’m not sleeping, you can come in”........she said gently.

“I thought you were sleeping”........I muttered, as I walked towards the bed.

“No I wasn't, what’s up?”........she asked.

I sat on a chair beside the bed while she adjusted herself on the bed. The sight of her was already sending signals to my rod, but I forced my mind away from her almost uncovered body.

“Babe, I'm sorry about what happened between us yesterday. Sorry also for not informing you about Sandra.........The truth is that Sandra and I have known each other for a while now, and something has gone down between us a couple of times” 

"She is a very good friend with nothing attached. I had something to do with Sandra before you told me about your feelings, but since after that, nothing has gone down between us again”

 “I already told her about you, and about us and she knows we have something going on.......She only came here because of her car. I'm  sorry for not telling you about her before now”...........I explained.

“It’s ok. I talked to your sister and she made me feel a lot better. She already told me everything. I’m sorry for walking out on you last night. I was just feeling bad and…….”

“It’s ok, I understand......It’s not your fault”.........I said in a low tone interrupting her.

She drew closer to me, and held my face, giving me a kiss. I could feel her emotions from the kiss, it said everything that needed to be said.

After kissing for a while, she withdrew from me, but I held her back. I cupped her cheeks in my hand, and we resumed kissing.

When it seemed she wasn’t getting enough of me, she got hold of my shirt, and ripped them off me. As my shirt came off, she pushed me back on the bed and came astride me.

She bent forward, and was placing kisses from my belly button up to my nip.ples. 

She spent time kissing and sucking my nîp.ples.

As she sucked on them, I unhooked her bra from behind, setting her boõbs free. I went for her boobies and started handling and flipping the nîp.ples while she suckled on mine.

The feeling of her warm mouth on my nîp.ples was tickling, and sending some pecks of pleasure into me. I could hear her gasps and little moans while I worked on her Boōbs.

Going off from my nîpples, she went down to my short dragging it down. She pulled out my already hard rod, and didn’t wait before taking it into her mouth.

I gave out a sigh when her warm mouth engulfed my rod. The warmness of her mouth sent waves of pleasures all over my body as I pushed my waist up urging her on.

I was so far away in pleasure when I heard the bang of a door. From the way it sounded, I knew it was the central door.

Immediately the door banged, the person’s phone started ringing and behold it was no other person than my eldest sister, first daughter of my parents, named Benita.

Evelyn abruptly stopped the mouth pleasure immediately, and picked up her bra from the bed. While I picked my shirt and pulled up my short.

We could hear Benita's approaching footsteps, while still on the phone. I quickly whispered to Evelyn to pretend like she was going out so as to intercept Benita by the door, while I went behind Jenny’s wardrobe to hide.

I was barely behind the wardrobe when the door opened. I heard Benita and Evelyn exchanging greetings, after which Benita asked after Jenny and I.

Evelyn told her that Jenny just went out not long ago while I was still in my room. 

Benita explained to Evelyn that she forgot something and that's why she came back.

After they talked briefly, Benita was about to leave the room, when my phone started ringing. For a while I couldn't concentrate properly while the phone rang.

“Is that not his phone ringing?”........I heard my sister ask.

“Yeah, I was actually transferring some files from his phone to mine”........Evelyn replied, sounding very composed and convincing.

“Okay”........she replied, and left.

Evelyn stayed at the door for a short while, then she signalled to me that the coast was clear. I came out from my hiding place and headed towards the door.

I briskly walked towards her, and I kissed her intensely, pinching her hard nipples while she flinched. Afterwards I walked out of the room.

That was the end of the show between us. We didn't bother to make out, so as not to get caught again, especially by that wide mouth Jenny.

When Jenny came back to the house, she tried asking how it went between Evelyn and I, during her absence.

I refused to tell her anything, because the Jenny I know would laugh the hell out of me, if I mentioned that Evelyn and I were almost caught by our elder sister when we were being intimate.

Evelyn and I maintained distance, and never tried to get intimate for the rest of the day.

The next day being Sunday, my three siblings, including Evelyn, all got prepared and left for church. When they came back, my sisters started pestering me to take them out, and I agreed.

By evening we all went out to a cool spot which wasn't far from the house. I gave them a nice treat at the venue.

The five of us shared two bottles of red wine, which had little alcohol, and we also ate some chicken and chips.

By the time we came back home, my siblings were drunk, but still claiming to be in their right minds.

Evelyn and I were the only ones not affected by the alcohol from the wine, because we were already used to it, unlike my siblings.

Immediately we arrived home, I rushed straight to my room to have my bath, and rest for a while before having dinner.

After bathing, I put on my pyjamas and laid on the bed chatting with Sandra. In the process of chatting with Sandra, I heard a knock on the door.

I went to the door to see who was knocking. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Evelyn. She was wearing purple night wear, and she flashed me a seductive smile.

She cat walked into my room, and locked the door behind her. Then she walked seductively towards me.

Standing in front of me, she pulled the straps of her night wear and it came slipping down her shoulders, exposing her bare body.

When I set my eyes on her unclad body, I gulped down hard, as my rod instantly reacted to the wonderful view before my eyes.

Evelyn held one of my hand gently, and led me to the bed. When we got close to the bed, she gave me a gentle push, and I landed on the bed, facing upwards.

Dragging my shorts down, Evelyn pulled out my already hard rod, and took it straight into her mouth, and began pleasuring me with her mouth.

I wanted to handle her Boõbs while she pleasure me, but she pulled my hands off her Boõbs, and told me to relax.

After giving me a mouth job for a while, she parted her laps and before I could say jack she came astride me, and lowered herself on my rod, moaning alongside.

I pushed my waist up immediately and I felt my rod in her warm kitty, giving her a deep thrust which made her moan out loud.

I gave her more deep thrust before she held down my waist and started riding me fiercely.

She rode me for half an hour before turning around to the reverse cowgirl position. She always knew how to utilize this position, and was very skilled at it.

After another thirty minutes of being ridden by Evelyn, I felt like I was about reaching climax, and I vigorously started thrusting up meeting her thrust half way.

After a few thrust, I started erupting my cûm into her. When I was done ejaculating, she pulled off from my rod which was still hard, and ready to go again.

She gave me a french kiss, after the kiss she picked her nightie from the floor, wore it back on her body, then she left without a word.

I drifted off to sleep after she left. The next morning I woke up feeling drained, I rushed to take my bath so as to feel better.

While I was dressing up after I had my bath, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to see Evelyn fully dressed.

“Good morning”.......she greeted.

“Good morning, you are prepared to leave already?”..........I asked, and she nodded.

“Wont you wait to have breakfast before leaving?".........I asked.

“I don't have the appetite to eat yet”........she replied, and I nodded.

“Okay, give me a few minutes, and I will be right downstairs”........I requested, and she left.

After I was done dressing up, I drove Evelyn to the park, and I waited till her bus left the park, before I went back home.

I spent the rest of the holiday with my siblings. And throughout the holiday, Charlotte never called me for once.

Though I was tempted to call her on some occasions, I fought the urge. I kept in touch with Mirabel, as it now seemed like we just reconnected. Arousing old feelings and memories.

To Be Continued..............

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 25)

Picking my phone from the bed, I went to my family's WhatsApp group which I created for me and my sisters, and I started blasting them.

I was infuriated and gave them a piece of my mind. However, they later apologized profusely, attributing their hurtful comment to a thoughtless slip of the tongue, assuring me they meant no harm and promising to extend their apology to Evelyn.

I intended to have a word with Evelyn afterwards, but my emotions were still raw, so I decided to give her space. We would resolve our indifferences the following day.

I rose at my usual hour of 9am, completed my morning routine, and headed downstairs, only to find the house eerily quiet and empty.

The silence in the house was deafening, and it seemed as though I was alone. It was unusual that everyone would venture out without a word, leaving me uninformed.

I swung by the kitchen, but it was deserted. As I turned to retreat to my room to grab my phone, I caught the faint sound of a voice coming from Jenny's room, and my feet instinctively carried me towards it.

As I stepped into the room, my sister's hushed words trailed off, and I was met with an uncomfortable silence from both of them.

Evelyn's eyes were brimming with tears, and both of them fixed me with a cold, unwelcoming gaze, as if I had interrupted a private moment.

“How long have you been standing behind that door”..........Jenny asked rudely, as she strided towards me.

“Standing behind which door? I was even looking for you people.......I was thinking you guys went out or something”.......I replied.

“Ok fine, you have seen us now, please give us some privacy.......Your food is on the table, so go and eat”.........she muttered impatiently, as she shoved me out of the room.

“I don't understand, this one you are pushing me out I hope nothing is going down between you two”..........I asked suspiciously.

“Abeg get out from here, and don’t even try to eavesdrop on us or else”.........She yelled behind the door.

I wanted to eavesdrop on my sister and Evelyn, but I didn’t want that sister's wahala, so I quietly left the door, and went to the dining table to have my breakfast.

After my breakfast, I decided to sit in the sitting room for a while, to watch some movies on TV. Then Jenny and Evelyn also came to the sitting room.

They were both laughing as they came, but Evelyn stopped laughing instantly, the moment she set her eyes on me. I began to wonder why she was giving me a cold shoulder.

Jenny and I engaged in a conversation, and after a while of talking to her, Evelyn excused herself to use the bathroom. 

Immediately Evelyn left, Jenny started her teasing.

“Double dealer, sneak attack”........she yelled.

I know she was referring to me, but I ignored her. I wasn't in the mood to entertain any teasing from her.

“So you don’t want to answer me abi? don’t worry, na you go beg me make I talk”..........she retorted, hissing loudly.

I really wanted to know the conversation she had with Evelyn inside her room, so I turned to her, to ask questions.

“Do you mind if I have some knowledge of the conversation you had with Evelyn”.........I requested, and she glared at me.

“And why do you think I would tell you?”........she asked rudely, and I shrugged.

“I think I also deserve to know what you both talked about”.......I replied.

“Okay then, we didn't discuss about you, or anything related to you........try to mind your business”.......she said with finality, putting on her headset.

I wasn't going to give up, I had the feeling that Jenny was lying to me, and she didn't want to tell me anything about what they discussed, because of course it was all about me.

I was determined  to discover the truth, or get Jenny to talk to me, so I kept pestering her.

“Talk to me na, this your shakara too much oh”.........I pleaded with her, removing the headset from her ears.

“Shebi, when I was teasing you earlier, you were ignoring me and forming a hard man?.......I would like you to keep ignoring me oh”.........she sneered.

“I am very sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you please”..........I pleaded.

“Sorry won't solve anything oh, I need airtime of five hundred naira”........she demanded, avoiding my gaze.

“You can never change, I pity your husband sha.......Its only God that will judge you”........I cursed under my breath, as I brought out a one thousand naira note, and handed it to her, which she greedily snatched from me.

“Enheenn! Now you are talking......if you dey always dash me money like dis, we for no dey get issues”.........she snapped.

“I have already given you what you requested already, please start talking”.......I said anxiously, and then she started talking, while I listened with rapt attention.

“Calm down, your babe was only confiding in me the story of how you both started.........She told me everything, and I have come to realise that she really loves you.I saw it in her eyes 

“First you have to be careful when it comes to women and their feelings.......If you don’t love a girl, don’t keep taking advantage of her. If you people have been having sèx without feelings, and all of a sudden she starts bringing feelings into it, if you don’t feel the same way for her, guy walk away” 

“Don’t keep on giving a girl hope when you know that there is no hope for her with you.......It is better for her to face the hurt that moment and get over it than for you to keep punishing her emotionally and at the end of the day still hurt her” 

“Sometimes some of them come back for revenge and believe me some girls don’t think of the after effect of their actions.......you better be careful”

 “Like I said earlier, Evelyn really loves you and is a very good girl. Though a victim of some parental circumstances........Despite the fact that she is older than you are, she still loves you. 

But that notwithstanding, if you don’t love her, find a way to tell her and make the hurt less on her”

 “On the other hand, if you love her, then keep away from other girls. I know some of you men will always want to have side chicks, but do keep it far away from the woman you love”

 “I’m a girl, and I know what it feels like to know that this particular girl is very close to your boyfriend and she is not his sister.......Even if the girl is his sister, there is always this feeling of jealousy and anger, when they are overly too close” 

“You have to be careful with these girls you mingle with........I know you think that you and Sandra are just having a fling but believe me, she has feelings for you too. 

And may likely come out on her own to tell you very soon " 

"I have talked to Evelyn, and she feels a lot better now. She couldn’t sleep throughout the night........I’m going to leave you both now, so find a way to make peace with her”

 “And please, you people should not bring down this house with knacking oh”.........she said, and she stood up and walked out of the house.

To Be Continued..............

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 24)

 I finally managed to keep Jenny quiet until Sandra departed on Wednesday. Sandra was thrilled to meet my family, and they extracted a promise from her to visit again.

Before leaving for work that morning, my mom even gave Sandra some money, as a parting gift.

The airport is approximately a two hour drive from my house. To ensure we arrived on time for her 12:00pm flight, we departed early.

I caught her gazing at me repeatedly while I drove her to the airport, to the point where she seemed distracted and lost track of our conversation.

“What is it Sandra?......I've been noticing your constant stares”........I mentioned to her, and she shrugged.

“It's nothing serious, just can't get over the fact that I will be very far from you”........she replied, with a sad expression on her face.

“You don't have to worry, we would surely communicate frequently via phone, just as if we are close to each other”........I assured her, and she nodded.

We arrived at the airport by 11:00am and waited until 11:45am, when her flight was called for boarding over the airport's public address system.

When the second boarding announcement was made, she stood up, and we shared a hug. Afterwards, she grabbed her bag and made her way to the departure gate.

She took a few steps away, then turned around and came back to me. I assumed she had forgotten something, but instead, she surprised me with a kiss, oblivious to the people surrounding us.

“Pascal, I love you”........she whispered, after breaking away from the kiss, and she left.

I stood there for a moment, collecting my thoughts, before making my way back to the car park to embark on the two hour journey home, hoping that my life wouldn't be thrown into chaos once again.

I arrived home later than expected due to a traffic jam on the road. Fortunately, I had already called Evelyn to inform her that I'd be delayed.

It was then that she informed me that her final exam, originally scheduled for that day, had been postponed to the following two days, Friday.

As I walked into the sitting room, I found my three sisters chatting away. But as soon as I entered, they abruptly stopped talking and started cheering and teasing me. It was then I knew that Jenny must have shared the news with them.

I knew I was in for a relentless barrage of jokes and teasing from my sisters for the next couple of days, and that their playful torment would be unrelenting.

We continued chatting and laughing, with Jenny sharing stories about Sandra's dramatic moans, when my mom walked in.

After exchanging warm greetings and welcomes, she casually mentioned to us that she planned to visit our dad the next day.

We questioned whether everything was alright with him, and she confirmed it was, admitting that she simply missed him.

This sparked a lighthearted teasing session, with all of us playfully joking with my mom before she retired to her room.

After dinner, I attempted to relax downstairs for a while, but my sisters persistent teasing drove me upstairs to the sanctuary of my room.

Upon reaching my room, I immediately dialed Sandra's number to inquire about her travels and ask after her loved ones. 

We had a pleasant conversation, and after a while, we bid each other sweet dreams.

I was planning on going back to school to spend time with Evelyn. I didn’t want to bring her home since Sandra has registered her presence before my mum.

Although I was confident that my mom wouldn't make a fuss about it, I still considered it thoughtless and disrespectful to parade girls in front of her.

When my mom mentioned she would be visiting my dad, I saw the perfect opportunity and decided to invite Evelyn over to my place.

Since Evelyn opened up about her feelings for me, we've been making an effort to deepen our emotional connection and get closer on a more intimate level.

I made a conscious effort to stay in touch with Evelyn, regularly calling, texting, and sending goodnight messages to show I cared. Despite my best efforts, however, I couldn't shake the feeling of emotional detachment.

It was as if I was trying to force myself to do what I wasn't supposed to do. Well, just as Sandra had advised, I should keep trying, maybe eventually I will come to love Evelyn naturally.

Friday arrived, and I headed to Evelyn's school to pick her up. I kept her visit a secret from my sisters, looking forward to the surprise and reaction I'd get when I brought her home.

I initially considered filling Sandra in on Evelyn's upcoming visit, but after our awkward encounter at the airport, I thought better of it, realizing that sharing the news would only paint vivid pictures in her mind.

I thought it wise to accord Sandra some respect, and not talk to her about Evelyn for the moment.

I finally brought Evelyn home to my family's house, and as we walked in, my sisters were there to welcome us. After the initial hellos and introductions, I handed Evelyn over to their care and excused myself to head upstairs.

When I came back down, I met them discussing a female celebrity who is an actress. Jenny already took Evelyn's bag to her room and Evelyn was already feeling relaxed amongst them.

I didn’t know anything about what they were talking about or the actress herself so I settled with my phone.

I decided to checked up on Sandra, to know how she was faring. I messaged her first, and we started chatting.

“What’s up and how was your day?”.......I asked.

“I’m good and my day was fine, how about yours?”........she asked too.

“Mine was cool, just missing you”.......I replied “Awwwnnn Missing you too my baby........I just chatted with Jenny a while ago”..........she replied, and I frozed, my eyes widening with shock.

“Hope she didn't tell you anything?”........I asked.

“Anything like what?”.......she replied.

“Never mind.......How is your family?”........I asked, trying to change the topic.

“They are all good......I told my mom about your family and she sent her regards”........she replied.

“Ok that’s good, our regards too”.......I replied.

“I called your mom a while ago but she didn’t pick?”.......she announced, via our chat, and I became surprised.

“Ehhhnn!! You call my mom keehh? How did you get her number?”........I asked, feeling a cold shiver down my spine.

“Jenny gave it to me”.......she replied.

“Ok, mom isn't around anyways, she went to see our dad”........I informed her.

I was still chatting with Sandra when Jenny’s message came in. I frowned immediately, because I knew she was definitely up to no good, and I was right.

“Womanizer how far Na? them carry fine babes swear for you?”

The message really got me angry, then I deleted it and hissed loudly. Just when I was about continuing my conversations with Sandra, Evelyn's message came in.

“Your sisters are very friendly, where is your mom?”........she asked.

My eyes darted towards her direction, and she winked at me. I flashed her a fake smile, so she would think all is okay with me. Then I focused back on my phone.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you, she went to see my dad and won’t be back for a couple of days”........I replied.

After a while, my other sisters joined in the chat. They were just blasting me from different angles. Sending me funny emojis, stickers and memes.

In the middle of the chat between my sisters and myself, Sandra called.

I swiftly stood up, and left the sitting room and went up to my room, so I can have some privacy to talk to Sandra.

Sandra and I spoke at length on the phone, discussing nothing in particular, but somehow our conversation flowed effortlessly.

It was as if we were both tiptoeing around the elephant in the room, neither of us daring to mention the airport incident.

As our conversation drew to a close, Sandra broke the silence, reiterating the same words she had spoken at the airport.

”I love you”.......she said almost in a whisper.

Before I could respond to her, she quickly hung up and the conversation between us ended.

After hanging up, I leaned back and began to ponder my connection with Sandra. It struck me that, despite our closeness, we had never for once broached the subject of love.

“Why and where is this one coming from now? I hope this is not going to come and spoil things for us or add to the already complicated things in my life”........I wondered.

After much thought, I came back online, only to discover several messages from my three sisters and Evelyn.

Evelyn said she has something to discuss with me later, while Jenny told me she would tell Sandra about Evelyn if I don’t grease her palms amongst other things. 

That girl is actually upping her game in extortion.

“Omo, I don buy market like this oh”........I muttered, feeling frustrated.

I felt bored in my room, so I went back downstairs. Surprisingly I met Evelyn and my siblings eating at the dinning table.

“Nawa oh, Nobody even cared to call me”........I sneered, as I watched them eat.

“We thought you already ate here some days ago, so which food are you talking about?”........my eldest sister said sarcastically, and others laughed.

I knew what my eldest sister meant, and I didn't want to go down that lane with her, so I ignored her.

“Even you Evelyn? you couldn’t call me. 

So they’ve converted you to their side already?”.........I retorted.

“Yes oh, she has joined our meeting”........Jenny yelled.

I reluctantly joined them on the table. After we ate, we all discussed for a while before I left with Evelyn for my room.

As we were leaving, my sisters started making funny sounds. Jenny even made one of the sounds Sandra made, when we were intimate. But luckily Evelyn didn't understand.

“Your siblings are very friendly”.........she mentioned, as we entered my room.

“Yeah, though they can be very naughty most times”........I replied.

“I’m enjoying them seriously, especially Jenny”.........she said excitedly.

“That one is the worst amongst them. She is something else”........I replied.

The small talk fizzled out, plunging the room into an awkward silence. With Evelyn showing no signs of speaking up, I reluctantly took the lead.

“You said you wanted us to talk about something?”..........I reminded her.

“Yea, but I don’t think it’s necessary”........she replied.

“Come on, tell me what it is?”.......I pestered.

“Ok, who is Sandra?”........she asked, staring at me intently.

“Sandra?”.......I asked, to be sure I heard her right.

“Yes, who is she?”........she asked again.

“She is just a friend of mine...... what about her?”........I nervously asked.

“Nothing. Do I know her?”........she asked.

“No you don't”........I replied.

“Has she been here?”........she asked, scanning me with her eyes.

It puzzled me that she was inquiring about Sandra, especially since they've never crossed paths before.

“Why are you even asking all these questions?”........I asked, feeling somehow irritated.

“Your sisters have been calling me Sandra ever since I came in.......so I suspected it has something to do with you”.........she explained.

These girls, can’t they just pretend for a little before Evelyn leaves? Do they always frustrate my life?

“Dont mind my sisters, Sandra is just my friend. Actually she came here and left before you came. She left on Monday”........I explained to her.

“Are you guys going out or something? Is she in school too?”.........she asked apprehensively.

“Yes she is in school and no we aren't dating or anything close to that.......She is just a friend”........I replied.

“Why didn’t you tell me about her coming to your house?”.......she retorted, sounding like she is jealous.

“Evelyn come on, is that even necessary? There is nothing between us and that's it........She wanted me to look after her car while she travels. I couldn’t just come back with a car and tell my parents stories so she had to come with me”........I explained, with a bit of impatience.

“Did she meet your mum?”........she asked.

“Yes she did”.......I replied coldly.

“Hmm!! Pascal, I'm really not comfortable with this girl called Sandra that you are telling me about.......Does she even know about us?”........she yelled.

“Yes she knows every damn thing about us.......Can you stop it with this question thing already?”..........I fired back.

“I just don’t feel right about this girl.......I’m not just cool with your friendship with her”.......she said angrily and left my room, shutting the door loudly behind her.

To Be Continued...........

TIDES OF LUST ( Episode 23)

 TIDE'S OF LUST 

After Sandra and I had our breakfast, of course we couldn't resist the urge to get down with each other at that moment.

We had a hot steamy love making session, right on the dining table, and then we moved to one of the couche in the sitting room, to finish it up.

Thank God nobody was at home. Sandra almost screamed down the roof while we were being intimate.

By the time we were done, we were already sweating really hard like people running a marathon race, despite the AC in the sitting room.

I carried Sandra in my arms, and we moved upstairs to my room. While in my room, we had another round of coitus, then we cuddled and drifted off to sleep.

We were completely drained, and our energy levels had hit rock bottom. Without even a thought to cleaning up, we surrendered to our fatigue and fell fast asleep.

We woke up at almost 5pm. It was really a hot session between me and Sandra, that drained a lot of strength from me.

I let out a languid yawn and gently nudged Sandra awake. As she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and glanced at the clock, her expression transformed into one of alarm and surprise.

I burst out laughing and stepped into the bathroom. When I emerged, Sandra was already dressed, but her face was a picture of anxiety. I offered her a soothing smile and told her everything would be okay.

I could sense her fear that my family might have come back sooner than expected, and that they would somehow find out about the intimate moment we had shared.

I got dressed, and we descended down the stairs together. We parted ways at the bottom of the stairs, Sandra heading to her room while I made my way to the living room.

As I entered the sitting room, I was surprised to find my sister Jenny, lounging on the couch, engrossed in a Telemundo show.

The moment she caught sight of me descending the stairs, she theatrically cleared her throat and burst into a fit of laughter.

“Good evening Jenny”..........I greeted her, and then sat close to her.

“Good evening oh”........she replied, still laughing.

The way she laughed, with a hint of mischief and knowingness, left no doubt in my mind that she was already privy to the intimate details of my encounter with Sandra.

“How was the interview?”........I asked nervously.

“It went well oh, hmmmm!”........she replied, staring at me intently.

“Has it been long since you came back?”.........I asked curiously.

“Yes, I came back around 10:30-11”........she replied.

“Where is everybody?”........I asked.

“They just left now. Don’t know where they said they were going”.........she replied.

As I stood up from my seat, intending to step out and purchase some airtime, Jenny's expression suddenly transformed, and she began showering me with an unexpected barrage of compliments and praise.

“smooth machine, ladies man. Chai!! Casanova boy........I see your hand work. Na only you be smooth Operator”.........she hailed, with her hands in the air.

I quickly spun around and joined her, sensing that she might be harboring a secret. The fact that she had returned so soon, implied that she had likely caught wind of everything that had transpired between Sandra and I.

The chaotic mixture of Sandra's screams and my own groans had me wondering if our other siblings had any inkling of what happened? But despite my probing, jenny clammed up, refusing to spill the beans.

“Omo, you bad oh........you wan use knacking kill that babe? Where she dey sef?”.........she asked sarcastically.

“She dey your room”..........I replied coldly.

“nawa oh, But that girl scream sha, shuuuu!!!......even you sef, you too good, abeg give me five”..........She yelled, raising her hand for a high five.

“Abeg keep your hand jhoor, I wan go buy card”........I retorted.

For the fact that it's confirmed that she heard everything that went down between Sandra and I, gave me goosebumps. I felt somehow embarrassed.

This was the reason I had been avoiding Sandra since her stay here, just some few hours privacy I had with her, now we have been caught.

“Buy 1000₦ own for me abeg, I no get money to recharge”........my sister yelled behind me.

“Which kin buy 1,000₦ for you? say wetin happen na?”.........I barked.

“I no dey beg you oh........but If you no buy am, you know what next”.........she replied, with a mischievous smile on her face.

I already know what she can do. There was no point arguing with her. But still on that, I know she would still say it out loud.

In the end, I purchased a ₦1,000 airtime card for Jenny and one of ₦500 for my own use.

Upon my return, I found her and Sandra engrossed in a lively conversation, their laughter filling the air. I approached them, handed her the card, and said…

“Make sure you keep your own part of the bargain as agreed” “Which bargain are you talking about? I didn’t remember bargaining anything with you”.........she retorted.

“No just try me oh”.........I barked, and settled on the sofa watching the telemundo show with them.

After a short time had passed, I grabbed my phone and started a conversation with Evelyn via chatting.

“Hi Eve".......I wrote.

“Hey what’s up?”........She replied, after some minutes.

“I’m good dear, how are you?”.........I asked.

“I’m fine”.......I replied.

“How was your exam today?”.........I asked.

“Was fine o, will be through next tomorrow”........she replied.

“Yea, I know.......I will come pick you up from your hostel after your exams tomorrow”........I replied.

I was still chatting with Evelyn, when Sandra's chat came in. I stopped chatting with Evelyn, and continued with Sandra.

“Does Jenny know?”.......she asked, attaching a worried Emoji to her question.

I raised my head from my phone and took a glance at her, she did the same, and our eyes met. I quickly looked away from her, and started typing a response.

“Yeah she knows, but don’t worry she is okay with it”........I replied.

“Are you sure?”.........she asked, with an emoji shedding tears.

“Yeah, though she said mom and my sisters just left for somewhere but there are no problems”........I replied.

“But she told me they are not back yet”........she replied.

My eyes instantly turned red with anger, I stopped chatting with Sandra and message Jenny immediately.

“Shey you said mom and the rest two had came back from work, and went out again?”.......I asked angrily.

“playboy leave me oh”.......she replied.

“You are evil.......devil incarnate”......I replied back.

“You are our boss na.......See as your babe just dey glow, chaii. Make everybody do come back oh, gist dey plenty for them”........she replied, attaching a laughing emoji.

“ahhhh!! but I don buy you card na, why you dey do like this?”.......I replied.

“Wetin be card? I want ice cream and chicken jhoor........Just buy me that, and you have got yourself a deal”.........she replied.

After she told me she needed ice cream and chicken, I went upstairs and collected my wallet and together we headed out to get the ice cream and chicken.

What an extortion, from my own blood sister.

To Be Continued.........

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 22)

 

I have made it a habit to return to school a week prior to the official start date, allowing myself ample time to settle in and get organized before the academic term begins.

The holiday was a whirlwind of activities, featuring a mixed bag of exciting experiences and mundane ones that failed to leave a lasting impression.

Before the school semester drew to a close, Sandra mentioned that she'd be traveling and, rather than taking her car with her, she'd leave it in my care.

Evelyn also shared her own travel plans with me, mentioning that she wouldn't be leaving immediately after her exams. 

Between the lines, I understood that she was hinting at staying with me until her departure.

It didn't pose an issue for me, as it was a familiar arrangement that had been a part of our relationship from the very beginning.

I was the first to complete my exams, with Sandra following shortly after, and Evelyn finishing last among the three of us.

Since my family's house is conveniently close to school, I've decided to head home for the extended break.

I couldn't just arrive home with a car and expect my parents to accept the vague explanation that someone had asked me to look after it.

I knew my mum wouldn't be easily convinced by the explanation, and would likely have numerous questions and concerns. To avoid any unnecessary drama or suspicion, I decided it would be best to take Sandra with me to my place.

Following Sandra's last exam, I rode with her to my family's home, ensuring that my parents were aware of the car's rightful owner, and could vouch for the arrangement.

Since Sandra had already packed her belongings, we made plans for her to stay at my family's house for a brief three day visit before embarking on her journey.

Initially, Sandra was quite apprehensive, but I reassured her that my family is extremely warm and welcoming, which helped ease her concerns.

Being the baby of the family, I've grown up with three older sisters who delight in giving me a hard time. I jokingly call them my lifelong tormentors.

One of their favorite pastimes has been trying to coax me into bringing my female friends home, but I've always managed to evade their persistent requests.

As soon as they laid eyes on Sandra, I could see the excitement and mischief written all over their faces, and I knew Sandra was in for a wild ride. My sisters have a playful and cheeky side that can sometimes be a handful.

Upon arriving at my family's home that day, I was greeted by my immediate older sister and my mother, while my two other sisters were out and about, enjoying a shopping trip.

The moment my sister laid eyes on Sandra, her face broke into a wide smile, and it was clear that the two were going to get along famously.

They quickly discovered common interests and began chatting effortlessly, forming an instant bond that was heartwarming to see.

Rather than showing Sandra to the guest room, my sister swept her away to her own bedroom, eager to continue their lively conversation and bonding session.

I was busy unpacking in my room when my mum dropped by for a chat. Given our strong bond, I could sense that she had something specific on her mind.

Unlike my dad, who's often away from home, my mum and I have always had a close and open relationship.

“Mumsi what’s up”........I hailed, as she settled on my bed with a warm smile on her face.

“I dey, my pickin......how was your exams?”........she asked gently.

“Fine oh.....But I dey vex for you sha, Shebi na only once you call me during my exams, and after now you go talk say I be your paddy abi?”........I complained.

“Don’t be angry my dear. You know I went to visit your Dad now and you know na”........she responded, giggling alongside.

“Me I don’t know anything o. I spoke with daddy last night sef”........I muttered.

“Ok that’s good”.......she replied, smiling and staring at me intently.

I recognized that telltale look instantly, but I pretended not to notice, opting to play it cool and see how the conversation would unfold.

“What? Why you dey look me like that na?”........I asked in pretense

She didn't utter a word. Instead, she just kept smiling warmly and fixed me with a curious stare, as if waiting for me to crack.

“Ok, ok she is not my girlfriend if na im make you dey look me like that”........I responded.

Despite the awkward silence, she continued to gaze at me with an enigmatic smile, her expression a mixture of amusement and quiet curiosity.

“Mum come on, what else do you want to hear? she is not my girlfriend, she is just my friend.........She came around because she will be traveling home and wants me to look after the car for her since she is not traveling with it”..........I explained nervously.

“Really? But you both don’t seem like just friends to me oh.......Anyways, I will find out myself since you don’t want to tell me the truth”........she replied, but I could tell the sarcasm in her tone.

We engaged in a lengthy and enjoyable conversation, and it was only after a considerable amount of time had passed that she eventually got up to leave my room.

“I will be down stairs”.......she announced, standing to leave.

“Ok I will be down soon”.......I replied.

“By the way, she is beautiful. I know you always have the eyes for good things but just be careful oh”........she advised, before walking out from my room.

Immediately my mom left my room, my phone beeped. Checking my whatsapp messenger I saw a message from my sister which reads.

“interview session loading 90% The babe too correct” I laughed heartily, and replied to her; “she is just a friend please, mind how you interview her oh” 

As the evening unfolded on that Friday, we all converged in the living room after dinner.

 I was absorbed in watching sports highlights, while the girls were engrossed in their own lively conversation, discussing their latest interests and gossip.

The girls were eager to switch to a fashion show, but I controlled the TV fate, holding the coveted remote control. In our household, an unwritten law has always prevailed, the remote holder reigns supreme.

The person with the TV remote determines what everyone will watch, if you don’t like the station, bye bye.

That rule only held sway among my siblings and I. When Dad was around, it was a different story altogether, no one dared challenge his authority over the TV remote.

After a while, my mum decided to retire for the night but not after she opened the room for the interview session between her and Sandra.

“Sandra, where are you sleeping tonight? hope you wouldn’t mind if I steal your boyfriend for the night?”.......she asked, which got my sisters laughing.

My sisters were well-versed in Mum's questioning style, but Sandra was caught off guard, her shyness getting the better of her as she struggled to respond, managing only a nervous smile.

“Hope you wouldn’t mind?”.........mom asked again, and the already shy Sandra nodded in affirmation, smiling sheepishly.

“Don’t mind me dear, you can sleep anywhere you want but you two must be careful”........she advised, walking towards her room.

“Mumsi you try”........I yelled behind her.

‘Thank you”........she replied, without looking back.

The moment Mum stepped out, my sisters descended upon us, clamoring for every account of our lives. But our storytelling session was abruptly put on hold as my phone suddenly sprang to life, ringing loudly.

I beat a quick retreat, dashing upstairs with my phone, leaving my sisters inquisitive faces behind, and bringing the evening's activities to a sudden, decisive close.

Sandra had initially planned to depart on Monday, but my sisters' persuasive efforts convinced her to extend her stay. And truth be told, she had grown comfortable and was no longer in a rush to leave.

I stayed away from Sandra throughout the weekend. I know she was a screamer, and should anything as little as intimacy happen between us, everybody in the house will know.

Monday morning unfolded with a flurry of departures. Mom and two of my sisters headed off to work, while my elder sister set out for a job interview. As the door closed behind them, Sandra and I found ourselves alone in the quiet, empty house.

It was Sandra who roused me from my slumber that morning, a rare occurrence since I'm not exactly known for being an early riser at home.

I heard the knock and with my morning glory, I went to answer the door. I hid my already hard rod behind the door before sticking out my head.

“Good morning lazy boy”........she greeted

“Good morning, how was your night?”........I asked, yawning loudly.

“Don’t swallow me oh, I came to inform you that food is ready.......Go and freshen up and come down downstairs”........she announced, and turned to walk away, swinging her waist.

My gaze followed Sandra as she walked down the hallway, her hips swaying gently with each step. When she reached the stairs, she turned and caught my eye, a bright smile spreading across her face before she continued downstairs.

To Be Continued.........

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 21)

 

 As my third year drew to a close, I knew I had to resolve the lingering drama with Charlotte; I was determined to start my final year with a clean slate, free from the emotional baggage of our complicated past.

Evelyn's academic journey was slightly delayed due to a complication during her course transfer, which meant she still had an additional year to complete after the current semester.

Following a two week period of introspection after my unexpected run in with Mirabel, I felt compelled to reach out to Charlotte and gain clarity on our situation.

I made the call on a Saturday, and we arranged to meet at a mutually convenient time, marking a crucial step towards resolving the uncertainty that had been lingering between us.

We settled on meeting at 3pm at the same charming café where our first date took place, a nostalgic setting that would reunite us in a familiar and intimate atmosphere.

I arrived at the café ahead of schedule and took a seat, patiently awaiting Charlotte's arrival. The minutes ticked by, and twenty minutes later, she walked in, her presence capturing my attention.

“Hey”........I raised my hand, signaling to Charlotte who was searching for me with her eyes.

“Look at the corner you are hiding”........she teased, as she got to my table.

“Yea, I like it here. It gives me a clear view of anybody coming in or going out”........I replied.

Charlotte took her seat, and we promptly ordered our drinks and refreshments, settling in for what promised to be a meaningful conversation..

“You are so beautiful”........I said to her.

“Thanks and you look good yourself”........she replied, smiling warmly.

“Thanks”........I replied.

With our orders now neatly arranged before us, I seized the opportunity to initiate a dialogue, my words carefully chosen to navigate the complex emotions and unresolved tensions that had been simmering between us.

“Actually Charlotte, there is nothing I will tell you now that you don’t know already. 

You know we have not actually had time to talk since after our last date. I don’t want to beat around, I love you and would like us to build something serious like a relationship”.........I explained to her.

An uncomfortable stillness enveloped us, our eyes locked in a piercing gaze. I was desperate to decipher the thoughts racing through her mind, willing to sacrifice almost anything for a glimpse into her inner world.

The air was thick with tension as we sat there, until finally, she broke the silence with a gentle clearing of her throat.

“Pascal, I will be lying if I tell you that I have not been expecting this from you. I already have my reply for you.......but before I give it to you, you have to give me time. There is something I want to take care of before I give you my reply”..........She replied, her gaze fixated on mine.

“Come on, since you have already made up your mind on what to tell me, why not say it out and not keep me on the edge”..........I coerced.

“Pasca please don’t rush me........I will definitely give you a reply, but not now”..........she said politely.

“Are you seeing someone currently?”........I asked.

“Pascal please it’s kinda complicated and I wouldn’t want anything that will have to do with us meddling into it”.........she muttered coldly.

“Why not just open up, and tell me about this complicated thing and not play with my emotions”.........I said anxiously.

“I don't know how i can explain this to you Pascal......you have to trust me and give me a little time ok?”.........she replied.

“You know what, you don’t have to give me that lame excuse, I already know where I stand with you. I know you have a boyfriend. That’s the only explanation to it”...........I retorted.

“I wonder how you came up with this assumption”........she sneered.

“It’s no assumption baby girl. After we went out the last time, you left school for a whole week and you couldn’t be reached. Now you have moved out from the school hostel. In all this, you never cared to give me heads up as a friend. I saw you the day you came back from your boyfriend’s house”..........I blurted out.

“Pascal, you have to calm down and listen to me. Things aren't the way they are supposed to be now. That is why not minding how sincerely I want to be you, I still need a little time to take care of something”..........she explained.

“Charlotte tell me the truth, are you planning to use me as a fall back or something?”.........I asked.

“Come off it, why should I do that to you?”........she asked.

“You know what, you can take the whole time in the world. I’m not waiting for you one bit......I gotta move on while you take care of whatever it is you want to tidy up”........I concluded, with a frown on my face.

I swiftly rose from my seat, leaving crisp ₦5,000 naira notes on the table to cover her taxi fare.

Without giving her a chance to respond, I turned and made a deliberate exit, my eyes fixed ahead, refusing to glance back.

To Be Continued.............

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 20)

At precisely 7:30pm, I bid a fond farewell to Sandra and departed from her residence, promptly hailing a taxi that would transport me directly to the entrance of Charlotte's hostel, where I would continue on with my evening.

I urgently needed to speak with Charlotte, so I dialed her number, only to find it engaged.

Undeterred, I waited patiently for a few moments before trying again, but frustratingly, the line became busy once more, just as it began to ring for the second time.

“What the heck is going on? Why this girl dey carry me dey play like this na?”..........I grumbled.

After a brief period of waiting, I opted to take a more direct approach and headed upstairs to Charlotte's room.

Moments later, I stood poised outside Charlotte's door, steeling myself with a calming breath before extending my hand to knock discreetly on the door.

“Who is there?”........a voice asked from inside when I knocked on the door.

“It’s me”........I replied nervously.

“Who?”........she asked again.

“Why not check and see for yourself”........I retorted, getting pissed up already.

“Hold on a sec”........she replied.

The door swung open after a short delay, and I was taken aback by the unexpected sight of the one person I had least expected to find standing there.

It was no other person than Mirabel. My first girlfriend as an 100 level student.

“What a surprise, What are you doing here?”.........she asked.

“At least a welcome should be in order, or don’t you think so?”........i said curtly.

“My bad, you are welcome”.........she replied, leading me inside the room.

I cautiously entered the room, mentally preparing myself for any additional surprises, but my attention drifted away from her conversation, my mind still reeling from the shock of her presence.

I surveyed the room when I entered, but there was no sign of Charlotte anywhere. I began to wonder if I was in the wrong room.

“Welcome and make yourself comfortable”.........she said warmly, interrupting my thought.

“See how beautiful you've turned out to be, you are extremely beautiful”.........I complimented her, as I settled on her bed, admiring her once again.

“Thanks for the compliment, you aren't looking bad either”..........she muttered.

“Yeah I know that, I'm still looking hot just as before”........I replied, and she giggled.

“You are really looking hot. How long has it been? Like one year?”..........she asked, but I could tell the sarcasm in her voice.

“Haba!! It’s not up to one year na. 

Remember I called you a couple of months back when I got stuck in the rain and needed an umbrella”..........I reminded her.

“Yea it has just been phone things and that just happened like once or so”..........she replied.

“Do you stay here alone?”.........I asked, trying to divert from the topic.

“For now yes.......I had a roommate, but she got an off campus accommodation and packed out yesterday”...........she explained.

“In other words, you would be living here alone right?”.........I asked.

“I don't really know yet sha, might ask one of my friends to come stay with me........By the way, what are you doing here?”.........she asked, staring at me suspiciously.

“Actually I came to see a friend, but it seems like I have the wrong room number or something”..........I replied.

“No wonder, what is your friends name and which number did she give you?”.........she asked, trying to show concern.

“Her name is Charlotte, and she said she stays in room 335”..........I replied.

“That’s my roommate I was talking about, and you are in the right room.......Unfortunately, she has packed out. How come you didn’t know? Didn’t she tell you?”...........she asked.

“She didn’t tell me anything of such. Although we aren't really that close, and it has been a while we last spoke”.........I lied.

“Pascal the sharp shooter”........she teased, staring at me intently.

“What have I done?”.........I asked, trying to act innocent.

“How on earth did you know Charlotte? This your eyes sha, You no dey take am see woman. You must chyke am”.........she teased, laughing uncontrollably.

“It is not what you think. We are …...”........I tried explaining, but she cut me short.

“Don’t bother explaining anything to me, I'm not interested. The less I know, the better........What do I offer you?”..........she asked.

“Never mind, I'm fine........I don't want to inconvenience you. Let’s leave it for next time”........I replied politely, but she shook her head in disapproval.

“Of course you know I won't accept that excuse from you......please tell me what I should offer you, let me get it quickly, your Shakara too much”..........She replied, and I shrugged.

“Okay then, you can offer me whatever you have”.........I replied, then she smiled broadly, revealing her beautiful dentition.

She graciously offered me a delightful spread of biscuits and juice, and as I savored each bite and sip, we indulged in a wonderful conversation, effortlessly catching up on each other's lives, sharing stories, and exploring new topics, in a warm and enjoyable exchange that felt like no time had passed at all.

We intentionally or unintentionally avoided discussing our last romp.

Just as our conversation was flowing, her phone interrupted us, and from the warm tone and extended duration of the call, it was clear that the person on the other end was someone very special, likely her boyfriend.

“Sorry, that’s my boyfriend”.......she replied, after ending the call.

“I go love o”........I teased.

“Leave me abeg”.........she replied.

“Tell me about him, or don’t you want me to know him?”........I asked.

“I think It’s best we keep that part of our lives away from each other........The less we know about that part the better”.........she replied, and I shrugged.

After we finished catching up and reminiscing, I let her know that it was time for me to head back to my lodge.

“You still stay in that your lodge?”.......she asked, as we stepped out from her room.

“Yes”.......I replied.

“That reminds me, how is that girl, Evelyn?”.........she suddenly asked.

“You want us to talk about that now?”.......I asked.

“Forget it then. But nevertheless, I still have some scores to settle with her”.........she muttered, with a sad expression on her face.

“Come on Mirabel, I thought we've moved pass that already?”.........I asked.

“Yeah we did, but…….Never mind”........she mumbled.

“But what? Tell me”.........I pestered.

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious”.........she replied.

“I can’t believe you are still carrying our first year grievances. What happened then should be forgotten.......Moreover I’m to be blamed for everything. I’m the person that left, it’s all my fault. That Evelyn came into the picture, doesn’t mean that she was the reason why I left”........I explained.

“Pascal let’s just forget about that. But have you ever asked yourself why I never blamed you for what happened to us?”........she asked.

“No I haven't”........I replied.

“It’s because you aren't the one who left, I did”.........she replied, and it sounded like a thunderbolt in my head.

“What do you mean?”........I asked in a confused manner.

“I mean, I was first to leave the relationship........The whole break-up thing didn’t have anything to do with you”........she confessed.

Her confession left me momentarily paralyzed, my gaze locked onto hers with a mix of shock and trepidation, as if I had just witnessed something utterly unbelievable.

“Pascal, that's in the past now. But on a very good day we will discuss it”.........she assured me, and I nodded.

With our evening goodbyes exchanged, Mirabel headed back to her hostel, and I began a thoughtful stroll to my lodge, the evening's events replaying in my mind as I struggled to gather my scattered thoughts and emotions.

I was taken aback by the realization that I had been misled, believing I was the one who had moved on, when in reality, Mirabel had been the one to leave me behind; the discovery left me feeling utterly deflated and crestfallen.

Deep in contemplation, I remained lost in my thoughts until I arrived home, where I then unwound with a soothing bath, afterwards reclining on my bed to sift through the events of the evening and gather my thoughts.

While I lay on the bed, my thoughts drifted backward in time, to the moment I first laid eyes on Mirabel, and the memories of our blossoming relationship began to replay in vivid detail.

It was almost two weeks into our first year when I first crossed paths with Mirabel at our faculty officer's office, where we had both gone for clearance. A chance conversation between us, sparked a connection.

Before we knew what was happening, our casual encounter blossomed into a romantic relationship.

We shared a special bond, and our relationship was thriving.

 Despite being from different departments, we were inseparable, spending all our time together and exploring every experience as a team.

My encounter with Evelyn in the second semester of our first year served as a catalyst for change, and soon the harmony between Mirabel and I began to unravel.

Initially, Mirabel seemed unaffected, but over time, I noticed a subtle yet unmistakable shift, as she began to pull away from me, creating a growing distance between us.

Being around Evelyn made Mirabel increasingly hesitant to spend time at my place, and this growing unease eventually boiled over into a significant source of tension in our relationship.

The situation reached a breaking point when Mirabel started ignoring my calls, leaving me perplexed and frustrated by her actions. Unable to cope with the emotional turmoil, I ultimately suggested we go our separate ways, which she agreed.

I was taken aback when, instead of resistance or even a hint of sadness, Mirabel readily agreed to the breakup, almost as if she had been expecting it, or had already emotionally checked out of the relationship.

The irony was that, despite calling it quits, our breakup didn't quite play out as expected.

Instead of distance or tension, Mirabel's demeanor softened, and we surprisingly slid back into a familiar closeness, as if the breakup had never occurred.

Ironically, our breakup led to a newfound physical connection, and we shared our first intimate experience just before the end of our first year.

Yet, this brief spark was short lived, as Evelyn soon stepped into the picture, taking center stage in my life from the beginning of our second year.

In a stunning revelation, the Mirabel I believed I had ended things with, shockingly confessed to me today that it was actually she who had initiated the breakup, completely flipping my understanding of our past.

The truth hit me like a ton of bricks, demolishing my long held assumption that I was the one who initiated the breakup.

Now, I'm consumed by several questions running through my mind.

“Did she upgrade to someone she deemed superior? And if so, why did she warm up to me again, even going as far as sharing a moment of intimacy?”........I thought deeply.

The more I think about it, the more it seems like a puzzle with missing pieces, and I become more confused.

As I wrapped up my introspection, a singular conviction emerged, there's more to the story of Mirabel and I than meets the eye.

I've resolved to dig deeper, driven by an insatiable need to unravel the mystery, confront the unknowns, and finally uncover the truth that has been eluding me.

To Be Continued..............

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 19)

It wasn't until 6pm that I finally stirred awake from sleep. As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the sight of Sandra peacefully snuggled up beside me, seemingly lost in a deep and dreamless sleep, or so I thought.

I attempted to carefully extricate myself without disturbing her, but in a swift and unexpected motion, she wrapped her arm around my waist, gently pulling me back into place.

“I thought you were sleeping”........I murmured, caressing her cheek.

She let out a languid yawn, then burrowed deeper into my side, her silence speaking volumes as she sought comfort in my presence.

“Come on babe, I have to go back to my apartment.......it’s late already”...........I muttered, planting a kiss on her head.

She lifted her head, her gaze drifting towards the wall clock. But instead of the expected alarm or concern, her expression remained serene, seemingly unfazed by the late hour.

“It’s still after six, and there's still time, let’s sleep small ok?”.........she mumbled, hiding her face on my chest.

“Come on, I need to tidy up some stuff tonight before school tomorrow”.........I said worriedly.

“Ok don’t worry, you will go with the car, just stay a little while, please”.......she pleaded.

I hesitantly settled back into the bed, wrapping my arms around her in a warm embrace.

Some time passed before she began to stir, slowly lifting herself up to rest on her elbow.

“You are a very bad boy, Pascal.......you almost sent me to heaven today”.........she teased, with a playful glint in her eyes.

“Dont act like a saint here, I should be the one saying that to you.........More like you planned everything out before I got here”..........I sneered.

“Hmmmm, Na you Sabi......ehhen! That reminds me, Pascal, that your school mother Abi bed mate, what is that her name again?”..........she asked, with a sinister smile on her face.

“Evelyn”.......I replied.

After my response, Sandra cleared her throat, and began stating her own opinion about Evelyn, while I listened with rapt attention.

“Evelyn abii. I will advise you on this as a friend and like I will advise my own brother. It takes a great deal of courage for any girl to come out and express her feelings for a guy” 

“That being said, this is someone you have known for a while and has been swimming in her ocean for a very long time now. So it is more like you know everything about her”. 

“And also with the things you told me that she has done for you all these while, believe me such girls are rare to come by”. 

“Let me tell you the truth, feelings grow. If you decide to give her a chance, you never can tell, those feelings you had for her might resurrect. But if you ain’t going to give her a chance, don’t push her away because you want to start something with the other girl” 

“A bird at hand is worth more than ten in the bush. Also, the devil you know is far better than the Angel you don’t know. I don’t want to make decisions for you but be wise and make the right decision”

 “At least this one confessed her feelings for you. How sure are you that this other one has similar feelings for you? be wise, honey”..........she concluded her speech, and kissed my lips lightly.

“Hmmmm Nawa oh!! You just made the whole issue more complicated”........I complained.

“Olodo rabata, where is the complication in what I said?”..........she sneered.

“Anyway, thanks so much for those insights. I feel a whole lot better now”..........I said in appreciation, as I stood up from the bed.

“You are welcome”........she replied.

“I think I have to get going”........I announced, picking my trouser from where I left it on the floor.

“That’s the car key on the table. I don’t know when I will be through with classes tomorrow so maybe anytime I am through, I will call you to come pick me”..........she explained.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that late, I can still find my way around. Moreover, I would like to see someone inside school before heading home”........I replied.

“Ok, if you say so. I'm sorry I won't be able to see you off, I still need to sleep, I'm feeling so weak and used up”.........she said tiredly.

“Don’t worry, it’s ok, sleep my dear”.........I replied, and pecked her cheek before leaving her apartment.

To Be Continued............

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 17 & 18)

I kept knocking hard on the door of the bathroom for several minutes, feeling frustrated and desperate to see Sandra.

At some point I thought Sandra wasn't inside the bathroom, because I didn't hear any sound from her.

I decided to try one more time, to see if she would open up the door. And if she didn't, I'm leaving her apartment as soon as possible.

“Sandra please naw, I know you are in there, and can hear me. Please don't leave me in this condition naw, ehhnnnn abeg”.........I pleaded.

“Who is there?”........she yelled, from inside the bathroom.

“What do you mean by who is there? How many of us are in this apartment? Come on open the door”.........I snapped impatiently.

“That is not the answer to my question”........she said sarcastically.

“Hey stop it with the joke already and open up.......you won't like what I would do to you, if I pull down this door”........I barked.

“Still doesn’t answer my question........you think I'm moved by your threats?”........she yelled.

“Ok, it's me”........I mumbled, with a frown on my face.

“It’s you who?.......your name please”..........she asked, and then giggled.

“I swear Sandra you are definitely going to pay for this, trust me”..........I mumbled.

“I agree with you, but give me your name first”........she replied.

I had reached my limit with the jokes, so I decided to step away from the door, and head back to the bed for some rest.

The playful banter from Sandra had been fun at first, but it was starting to feel overwhelming, and I needed a break.

I was looking forward to a few moments of solitude, and I was confident that she would come out of the bathroom when she is done with the jokes and teasing.

And maybe by then, I would already be at my lodge, and that would be the end of our relationship.

As I prepared to leave the door, the shower's sudden activation triggered a cascade of provocative thoughts.

I found myself momentarily paralyzed, unable to tear my imagination away from the alluring scenarios unfolding in my mind.

“This girl is serious oh......Which kind wahala be dis sef”........I murmured to myself.

“Ok fine, it's me Pascal”.........I mumbled.

“You said what?”........she yelled from inside.

“It's me Pascal, can you open up already”.........I demanded, politely.

After a short pause, the lock clicked open, and I turned the handle to find her sitting on the toilet, shaking with uncontrollable laughter, while the shower cascaded down beside her, creating a surreal and intimate scene.

“You are going to pay for this believe me”.........I blurted out, with a tight frown on my face.

“Don’t worry, I accept any consequences that may accompany my actions”.........she replied, and flashed a seductive smile at me.

She rose to her feet, grasped my hand, and pulled me into the shower. As the warm water enveloped us, we stood entwined, our lips locked in a passionate kiss, as if nothing else mattered at that moment.

She reached to turn off the shower, then stepped aside to retrieve the soap, but I caught her hand, halting her movement.

“Let me take it from here”........I said almost in a whisper, with a mischievous smile on my face.

She looked at me in surprise and smiled, I bet she isn't prepared for what I have in store for her.

“As you wish, my sugar boy”.......she replied.

I gently picked up the soap and began with her right hand, tenderly scrubbing and massaging each finger, then the palm, before shifting my attention to her left hand, repeating the soothing motions.

With deliberate restraint, I kept my gaze focused on the task at hand, carefully avoiding the distraction of her chest, as I continued to gently cleanse and massage her hands.

My rod was already hard as rock, and threatening to revolt but I ignored it.

I turned her back and got more soap. I scrubbed and massaged her back down to her ass region.

With a soprano tone, She gave out melodious soft moans while I worked on her back, but I ignored her moans.

Moving down to her waist, I applied more soap and tenderly cleansed her hips and buttocks, taking my time to ensure every area was thoroughly cleaned.

I gently turned her to face the wall, allowing her to relax while I focused on cleansing and massaging her lower back and hips. 

As I worked, she began to moan softly, clearly enjoying the gentle attention.

At interval, I slipped my finger into her butt crack and touched her kitty lips while she pushed her butt back wanting more.

I instantly smacked her bum to bring her back from her already lost state. She looked at me, her eyes widened with surprise.

I kept a straight face and continued with my work. I told her she was going to pay, and I meant every word of it.

I added more soap and began cleansing her legs, but she quickly became lost in a state of serene bliss, her words trailing off into gentle, incoherent whispers.

Having finished attending to her lower body, I gently turned her to face me. As I leaned in, my face inches from hers, she anticipated a kiss and lifted her parted lips to meet mine.

However, I pulled back at the last moment, leaving her expecting a tender moment that never came.

She shot me a piercing glance and muttered a curse under her breath, but I remained unfazed, instead flashing a triumphant smile, savoring the moment.

I got more soap and lathered from her neck line down to her waist line.

I focused my attention on her upper body, gently massaging and caressing her bréasts, being mindful of her comfort and boundaries.

Starting with gentle strokes, I gradually increased the pressure, carefully massaging her Boóbs and softly circling her nípples with my fingertips.

This elicited a passionate response, as she began to moan and shift uncomfortably, her excitement growing increasingly intense.

“Pascal please stop, please”.........she pleaded, but I gave no resistance.

Her pleas didn’t get to me, because I was hell-bent on making her have a taste of what she made me go through earlier. 

She changed, and started pleading with me to pleasure her with my mouth.

I continued attentively, softly massaging her chest for a few minutes, her quiet appeals momentarily going unnoticed.

I traced down my hand from the hair below her belly button, down to her kitty region.

Parting her laps, I started caressing the already protruded kitty lips.

After a while of teasing her kitty lips, I parted her labia majora, and inserted my forefinger into her dripping holes. She gave out a gasp as she felt my finger inside her.

I started flipping and teasing her already swollen clit. With one hand working on her kitty, I took the other one up and started handling her Boóbs again.

After a while I doubled my fingers inside her kitty and increased my thrusting pace.

Curving my finger, I located that spot inside her kitty.

The instant I touched that sensitive spot, Sandra let out a loud cry and began to shiver uncontrollably, a reaction that had become quintessentially hers.

After a while, Sandra's cries subsided, and her body became still. I continued, gently caressing the sensitive area, and soon she let out a deep moan as her body experienced its first climax.

While she held onto me for stability, her body continued to release a gentle trickle of fluid, a natural aftermath of her intense climax.

As Sandra regained her composure, she gently grasped my face and bestowed a passionate, lingering kiss upon me. We stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, as the water cascaded down on us.

The shower's warmth gave way to silence as I turned off the faucet, and our kisses continued.

Taking her hand down, she held and squeezed my hard rod. I felt a pain mixed with pleasure while she started stroking my rod lightly again.

Disentangling herself from me, she bent down and enveloped my rod, in her warm mouth. She expertly súcked my tip, squeezing my balls gently at the same time.

The feeling was fantastic. I held onto the wall for support as she continued giving me the Mouth pleasure of my life.

She concentrated on my rod's cap for a while, before moving down my shaft. She gathered my balls into her mouth, while I moaned out in complete ecstasy as she suçkled on my ball sack.

Withdrawing her mouth, she looked up at me and smiled broadly.

“you are in for a very long thing”.........she said almost in a whisper.

I gave her a weak smile urging her to continue with the pleasure, and she did.

She tried to give me a deep throat but she ended up choking. She couldn’t get half of my rod into her mouth.

That didn’t deter her, she continued pleasuring my rod, with her bulged eyes. 

She got her lips tightened around my rod, sending some crazy feelings into my head.

After about five minutes of mouth pleasure, she withdrew her mouth from my rod, and massaged her jaw.

“Does it Hurt?”........I asked nonchalantly, and she nodded in response.

“Continue with your hand then, you have to make me cúm, same way I did”.........I demanded without remorse, and she nodded in agreement.

Sandra formed her finger into a ring around my rod, and started giving me a hand pleasure. She made her fist so tight that each stroke got me close to Cuming.

After some minutes of extensive stroking, I felt my volcano gathering.

As she noticed that I was already at the verge of Cuming, from the way I was shaking, she suddenly stopped and pinched my rod.

As she paused, her gaze locked intensely onto mine. I opened my eyes, curious about the sudden interruption to our intimate moment.

“Not so fast sugar boy, the show has just begun”........she sneered.

“Holy shit!! I might end up poisóning this girl after this”........I said in my mind.

After about two minutes that seemed like a lifetime, my volcano condensed back.

Taking back my rod into her mouth, she started lubricating it for like thirty seconds.

Still massaging my rod, she drew me closer while she sat on the toilet sit. She caressed my rod for a while before sandwiching it into her two soft succulent Boóbs.

I moaned out in pleasure, then she commanded me to drill in-between her Boóbs with my Rod, and I gladly obeyed without resistance.

I started thrusting slowly before I increased the speed of my thrust. I was so lost in pleasure as my thrust increased with each second.

I kept thrusting up and down so fast with both of us moaning like people influenced by something.

I felt my Pour coming up and I announced it to her.

“splash it on me baby, bath me with your cream sugar boy”.........she whispered, amidst móans.

I gave like ten more thrust and started erupting. The first shot aimed at her face but got blocked by her jaw.

She released my rod from her Boóbs, and took it into her mouth as I continued erupting while she was suçking and gulping it down.

She súcked up everything, till there was no ounce of fluid left in my rod.

She rose to her feet and tenderly kissed me, the subtle taste of my fluid lingering on her lips.

As we embraced, she reached behind me to turn on the shower, enveloping us in a warm, soothing cascade as we stood together, wrapped in each other's arms.

To Be Continued...........

TIDES OF LUST (Episode 16)

 

On Monday, I woke up feeling unmotivated and reluctant to attend lectures, but the looming quiz that morning left me no choice.

As soon as the quiz was over, I quickly pulled out my phone from my bag, and called Sandra, and she picked the first ring.

 “Hello sugar boy, good morning,” she yelled, immediately she picked up the call.

 “Good morning sweet baby, how far na,” I replied.

 “I’m good. How are you?” she asked.

 “Am fine. Are you in school?” I asked, almost in a whisper.

 “No oh, today is lecture free day in my department,” she replied.

 “Ok then, I'm heading to your crib now,” I muttered.

 “No probs, I will be expecting you... kisses to you,” she replied, and I also returned kisses back to her, and hung up.

Fifteen minutes later, I stood before Sandra's door, and gave a soft knock on it. The door swung open, revealing Sandra's warm and inviting smile as she welcomed me into her cozy apartment.

She was looking sexy in a pink transparent nightie that left everything to the view. My rod would have reacted, but I wasn’t in the mood — not yet.

 “Are you ok?” she asked, sitting beside me on the bed.

 “Yea, I’m good,” I replied, trying to avoid her gaze.

I wanted to talk to her about something that had been lingering in my thoughts, but my hesitation stemmed from a deep-seated uncertainty about how she would receive the information, and the possibility of sparking an uncomfortable or emotional response.

 “I think I know a little about you now, especially when you are worried, so you can spill whatever it is already or allow me to beat it out of your mouth,” she said, with a warm smile on her face.

 “Hmm!! I don’t know how you are going to take this or how you are going to feel about it. But I just want to talk to somebody,” I replied, sounding reluctant.

“Ok, I'm all ears, you can talk to me. We can both handle whatever it is. So stop stalling and say it out already,” she coerced.

Then I took a deep breath before I started the discussion.

 “Ok, there is this babe I met when I was in first year. She was and is still more than a friend to me. She is more like a mother to me. You know, the school mother and son kinda thing...”

“She is the second person I had something to do with in this school Back then, I thought we could start something good, but she clearly told me that nothing serious is going to exist between us” “So since first year, we have just been making out, with no strings attached”........I concluded my narration.

“Wow! This is a big one”.........Sandra muttered.

“I don’t know how to handle things like this I swear”.........I replied, as I tiredly laid back on the bed.

“Wait, does it mean that she didn’t have any serious relationship going on while you guys were séx mates?”.........she asked curiously.

“Seriously I don’t know what to believe. One of the reasons she gave for not dating me was that she had a boyfriend who is studying in London.......But now, she is telling me she broke up with him because it’s me that she loves, bla bla bla” “She also said that she never saw the guy face to face; that the relationship was an arrangement by their parents........I concluded.

Sandra breathed deeply, with a look of concern on her face. After some minutes of silence from her, she spoke again, saying.

“Pascal you know what, I will have to give you my opinion, but before that let me serve you something to eat”.........she suggested, about standing up from the bed, but I stopped her.

“Never mind, I don’t think I’m hungry”.........I replied, in a low tone.

“Guy, come on. You need to have something in your stomach before woman wahala go kill you for this school”..........she said jokingly, and the she left for her kitchen.

She came back later with a plate of rice and chicken stew and we both settled down to eat.

While eating, we talked about some irrelevant stuffs and matters relating to our various departments.

After the meal, she cleared the plates and came back with a bottle of Royal Challenge and two glass cups.

“Nawa for this babe oh, it’s still early to start drinking na”........I protested.

“Says who abeg? It’s past twelve already so the day is almost gone.......Moreover you need something like this now”........she replied.

“You are something else I swear. See you wey I carry problem come meet make you help me find solution, now you wan add another one”.......I complained.

“Don’t worry, we will find a solution to that problem......but before that, first thing first let's pop some bottles”.........she coerced.

Sandra opened the wine, and she served us both. We both settled down to the bottle of drink.

The liquor's soothing balm brought a welcome distraction from my woes, and as the rounds of shots accumulated, my initial lethargy gave way to a renewed sense of vigor and vitality.

I fired up her sound system, hooked up my phone via the AUX cord, and instantly the room was electrified with the infectious beats of Nigerian jamz.

As the music pulsed through the air, we continued to drink, laugh, and chat at the top of our lungs.

The combination of liquor and music proved to be a potent mix, and soon Sandra began moving to the rhythm, her hips swiveling in time, while I sat back on the bed, an entertained and appreciative audience.

Clad in a diaphanous nightgown, her slender figure was beautifully silhouetted, and I found myself mesmerized by the gentle sway of her dance, my gaze also drawn to her subtle yet alluring curves.

My rod has also snapped out of its moody state and now in an excited state.

With a swift, sensual motion, she drained the last drops from her cup, letting it fall to the floor with a soft clink, before advancing towards me with a deliberate, sultry stride.

“you've watched enough isn't it?”.......she asked seductively, collecting the already empty cup from my hand and dropping it on the floor.

With a single pull, she loosened the straps of her night wear and slipped out from it.

For a tantalizing moment, she stood before me, unveiled and radiant, her seductive smile beckoning me to revel in the beauty of her naked form.

With a gentle yet assertive gesture, she eased me backward onto the bed. She straddled me, her smile illuminating her face as she leaned in, our lips meeting in a passionate, lingering kiss.

While we kissed, my hands went behind her grabbing her butt cheeks pushing her closer, my engorged rod pressed hard against her abdomen from inside my trouser.

Breaking off from the kiss, she shifted down and unzipped my trouser without unbuckling my belt.

She further dipped her hand in and pulled out my rod from my trouser.

“Do you keep growing big everyday?”.......she asked, as she smiled and smeared my precum over my Joystick head.

That act she was doing, was already sending waves of pleasure into me.

“No wonder why that babe doesn’t want to leave you again. You have fuçked her brains out with this”..........she whispered, stroking my rod gently.

I simply flashed a smile at her, enjoying the sweet haras.sment she was doing to my rod.

“Do you mind if I pleasure you with my mouth?”.........she asked, smiling mischievously at me.

I pushed up my waist in affirmative without saying a word.

“No, no, no, I won’t take that. You either say it with your mouth or you ain’t getting nothing”........she retorted.

“Yes, I want you to pleasure me with your mouth”........I whispered, amidst the pleasure ripping through me.

“Then you have to earn it”........she sneered, and immediately stood up from me, walking towards the bathroom.

“You sly bítch”.......I cursed under my breath.

“I heard that”........she yelled, without turning back as she swayed her backside towards the bathroom.

I yanked off my cloths with the speed of light, and headed towards the bathroom with my rod leading the way.

I pulled at the door handle but it was locked from inside. I knocked on the door twice before she answered.

To Be Continued...........