Hian..se novel leleyi abi kini?
Paparazzo well done oh *side eyes*
Please stay off this post if you cant deal...You know what i mean!
I would go straight to my wedding night and all the drama,excitement,pleasures and intrigue. Okay, I mentioned drama, right? Now drama started when I got into our hotel room with hubby after the wedding and he quickly helped me out of my wedding dress with the promise of joining me pretty soon. He was rushing downstairs to see off some guests/relatives and welcome a childhood friend who travelled in late.
After a warm bath I searched for my flimsy red night dress and wore it, and then snuggled under the duvet in the A.C room with the Remote control in my hand. I flipped through the channels and settled for Trace.
I begin wait hubby o. He should be by my side nah.
I waited for 20 minutes, ha.. 30 minutes.. okay I extended it to 45.. I should be a patient bride now, shouldn't i? When it was a few minutes short of 1 hour, I begin call oga phone o.
" Baby! My love! The Love of my life!" He was on top of his voice excitedly. I heard some voices in the background. I recognised Bamidele's -his childhood friend who just got in. They were hailing him. Applauding. I heard merriment.
" Paparazzo! Bring that your tall self, and that my dick come here, fast!" I told him,feigning anger. I call him paparazzo.
He laughed and said softly," You want me,Nkem?"
"So much! Infact I'm in my red nightie,legs spread apart, all wet and dripping. Come and take your wife jare." I replied and hung up.
Whether Paparazzo flew o, till date I nor know. The next thing I heard was the door opening. He was in my arms. His full lips settled on mine and I quickly grabbed the lower lip. Somehow I was addicted to its fullness. I suckled on it and then on his tongue. With my tongue I trailed his jawline, chin, and then back to those full dark lips.
"Damn! Wicked girl." he laughed shakily and I helped him out of his clothes. We made it to the bathroom, showered (touch touch still take place there o, his fingers especially on my twinnies). With unsteady feet we got out and landed on the bed.
"You are so beautiful." he said, running his lean fingers through my body. When he touched the V of my thighs, the warm pulsating flesh and inner lips I screamed his name.
I held his hand and we both touched me. It was wonderful. I was quivering now. " I love you, wife." He said and intensified the thrusts. I..I..just lost it. I came in torrents and he buried his head too swallow it all up.
I made it my duty to pleasure him too. I was good like that. I made his d**k a microphone. I sang on it with my tongue. When he was about to release his God-given essence, I wouldn't let go. I swallowed it all up too.
I saw the shock in his eyes!
It was my first time and his first experience too.I gloried in the fact that I could make him all putty in my arms. After 8 years we still had it so good, in fact so awesome.
When I thought it was over, Paparazzo suddenly grabbed my breasts and began to knead them gently, adoringly. He fixed one pointed look on one swollen mound as he used his teeth to graze it ever so gently,yet enough to make me scream in a blend of pleasure and pain.
"You likey?" He asked huskily. His shaft was turgid again.
" I..I..love it!"
"Good." He seemed satisfied.
With one knee he parted my thighs and plunged me.
"Say my name!" he cried as I grabbed his waist and arched my hips to meet his every purposeful thrust.
I called his name. It was a plea, a declaration,a submission. I loved him. In that precise moment when we both climaxed I acknowledged his deep love for me. He didn't need to say it. I felt it.
It was a night of many pleasures. I married my lover, friend, my all. Thankful I have experienced love. Still in love with him.
*If anyone is looking for SDK,she has fainted.*