I have been at a friend’s wedding all day and I was using the free time to type this on my phone. Kindly bear with me on any typos. Thank you.
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When Edward left the next morning, there was this euphoric feeling; I felt fulfilled. I stared at the ceiling, wondering what life would be like if we got married. He was so gentle even during the second and third time we made love during the night. His hands felt like he wanted to learn my body, he aimed to please and that made me quiver at the thought of him.
I slowly dragged myself out of bed, my legs felt like it was floating , I made some breakfast even though it was already twelve noon and while I ate, I wished I had asked him to stay. I would have stared at his beautiful face and maybe had sex with him again.
The day swayed away gently like a beach wave, I held my breath long enough so I could occupy my mind and not text him. What did he do to me, I thought to myself, reminiscing about the strength of his thrust, how his hands smacked my ass, the way he kissed me… I remembered how during the second round of sex, he sat on the bed and I sat astride him, my big breasts pressed against his chest, my breath peered to his, and how I was grinding on his dick, moving slowly, how he kissed my neck, turning me on, making me want all of him.
My phone rang and I picked it up quickly; it was Ed “hey babe, how are you?”- he said “I’m fine , how are you?” – I said into the receiver , my lips parted, into a wide smile. “it was really nice seeing you, you are such a sweet girl” – he said
I laughed heartily. We made small talk for a while before he hung up. We began dating shortly afterwards, he was such a gentleman, always bringing me little gifts, he was highly emotionally intelligent and knew exactly what I wanted when I wanted it , he knew when to leave me alone and when to hold me. He brought me food from my favourite restaurant, took me out on dates, called me constantly and was always satisfying me every other night in bed.
Two months had passed and Edward called me ; “babe I will be travelling to Dubai tomorrow or the day after, I’m meeting my business partners there, we have some business to conclude, I should be back in a week, but I might leave for the US immediately I’m back, I have some house tenants there that are giving me issues…” – he said and continued “would you like to come with me”
I laughed and said that I couldn’t because of my job. “ok babe, I will let you know when I am in Dubai, if there is anything you’d like me to get for you when I’m there, you’d let me know “ – he said.
I said ok, bade him farewell and a safe trip and I ended the call.
During the week, Edward was in dubai, he would call me constantly during the day and at night before I went to bed, we bonded, it was quick and he was such a gentleman.
One time I was talking to him and my airtime ran out, I saw that he sent me airtime of ten thousand naira.it was not a huge amount, but the gesture mattered. He talked like money was nothing, that it was unimportant and I fell for him, I fell hard.
A week passed and Edward asked me to pick him from the airport, I was elated, I dressed up, wearing a short red dress. My nails red and I applied a red lip stain. I had on black shoes. He was standing outside of the departure wing, I walked up to meet him and we hugged; “How did you know my favourite colour is red?” – Edward asked, perplexed. “ohm I didn’t know, I just wanted to wear something bright, it was either yellow or red” – I replied, helping him with the smaller luggage he had. “you look beautiful as always , you should have just worn a red slipper instead of this black and you would look perfect” – Edward said “Yes Mr. Fashion designer” – I replied and we both laughed
During the drive home, Edward was silent, on his phone and seemed irritable “Is anything the matter” – I asked him “Don’t worry about it my dear, it’s just this deal just took a turn for the worse” – he replied “How, when we spoke, you told me it was going well, what went wrong?” – I asked
“At the last minute, they asked that I increase my capital fund with about one hundred U.S dollars and I don’t think I can part away with such an amount and even if I do, I will be dead broke if I pay them, I’m just angry…..” – he said , slamming his fist on the dash board as he continued “This trip alone cost me over two million naira, I can’t stay in any rubbish hotel so I had to ask @dohentravels to book me a five star hotel and now it seems like all my money went to waste, if I had known, I would have just given you the two million to take your girls out, it’s more rewarding for me, than this rubbish trip I went on” — He put his hand across his face and I could see he was dejected, I was sad for him and I didn’t know what to do. “Babe it’s ok, when we get home , we will find a way to solve the problem” – I said, using my left hand to hold his hand briefly. “how are we going to solve this, I need at least three million naira to settle the bank for transfer costs and also to handle some small personal issues after this deal finalizes and begins to yield profits. Where would I see three million in this economy, most of my friends are even asking me for help” —Ed said. “Don’t worry babe, let’s get home” – I replied him and that seemed to calm him down .
When we arrived at my place, because apparently that’s where we always meet. Edward quickly went to take a shower, when he walked out of the shower, Ed grabbed me at the door, kissing me and soaking in my breath, “I missed you baby, I missed you so much” – he said, amidst his heavy breathing… “I miss you too darling” – I said, kissing him back soaking in his scent. I had missed him dearly and I yearned for him.
We kissed savagely and our hands moved langorously, our skins touched, my breast pressed against his chest. I wanted to sit on his face but I also wanted his dick inside me at the same time, the thought of everything I wanted serenaded me, pushing me deeper into his arms. I pushed him on the chair in front of me, knelt down, my boobs bouncing as I knelt.
I arched my back and took a big swipe at his balls, slowly licking it from balls to the tip of his dick, bidding my time, there was no rush, I wanted him to feel the warmth of my tongue, I did a swirl around the cap of his dick, my hands firmly placed on the floor supporting the rest of my body, I had never been a fan of the “tongue-hand brains”… I found it rather naïve and amateurish. He was going to learn what this tongue does today; a man that says he hates blowjobs is because he has only received bad blowjobs…and I was aiming to change that notion for Edward.
I licked the cap of his dick, took a finger and stroked his balls gently, drawing lines across the both of them. He tilted his head backwards, my mouth was warm, wet, slippery and I was working it… from tip to balls, balls to tip… make gaggling sounds while I deep throat his dick… let the saliva drip from mouth down the length of his dick… kiss it, then lick, then swallow it in my mouth… my thick lips enveloping his fucking dick, spit all over his dick and my mouth slurps it up like a nasty ass bitch… he moaned, “fuckkkk” , his head tilting backwards, I didn’t slow down, I slurped on his dick, sucking in and out, lick, suck, then lick some more. Edward grabbed my head, shoving his dick down my throat, pushing my head in and out of his dick, moaning as he fucked my mouth, saliva dripping down his dick to my breast , I gagged , he took his dick out of my mouth, stroking it, muttering a thousand numbers of fucks…
He grabbed his jean and wore a condom, raised me from the floor and placed me on the chair, my back arched, my ass in the air, he smacked my ass, bent forward and said “do you want this dick?” – I nodded, yes. He smacked my ass again, “I didn’t hear you” – I screamed YES.
He shoved his dick inside me, spread my butt cheeks, then steadily talked dirty to me. He fucked me very fast, pounding on my ass as he fucked me, the ripple effect of his dick thrusting in and out of me could be seen on my ass.
I moaned “ohh yes, yes fuck me good”… truth is, I loved to be fucked, the thought that a man I like wants to put his dick inside me turns me on…
I think it’s safe to say, I would want a man (or woman) only as much as (s)he wants me.
Edward fucked me, smacking my ass in between strokes, his voice hoarse and barely audible as he grunted, he wanted to cum, he was been selfish, I could see it. So I threw my ass back, taking in his entire dick, my ass bouncing up and down his thighs as I backed it up. “in, out, in , out, in out” – the thrusts was swift, heavy handed and seemed more like he was trying to own me. I couldn’t breathe as he kept shoving his dick inside me, wetness following the condom as he dragged his dick out of me. “hmmmphh, aaaarggghhhhhh” – he yelled out as he shot a full load of cum inside me, grabbing my ass and holding me in one position so he could completely empty his load. I was rolling my ass regardless, twisting and whining it on his dick; I could feel the tremors inside me as he ejaculated, I bounced my ass a little, swinging it from side to side (nothing like a good dose of complete soul snatching). He grunted and dragged his cock out of me slowly. “You are evil” – he said, peeling the condom off his dick. I laughed, turned around in a sitting position on the chair and spread my legs wide open, exposing my pussy, my eyes fixed on his body , my finger rubbing on my clit… “Do you like this pussy?” – I asked , looking at him as he stared at my gloriousness, the wet stains on my thighs, my boobs spread like two balls on my chest.
He stood there transfixed, watching me rub on my clit , playing with it like a toy, he dropped the condom, dragged a chair and sat in front of the TV watching me, he loved that I was wild and unashamed. I put two fingers in my mouth, dropped some saliva on it and plastered it on my clit, the wetter the sweeter.
I moaned as I rubbed on it “ aargh, ohh daddy, ohh gosh, you like my pretty pussy, do you like what you see, how about now?” – I said and turned around, my ass facing him, I bent forward, my back arched, my hands grabbing my ass and spreading it apart.
Edward began stroking his cock, smiling at me, inciting me to go on… I rubbed on my clit for a couple of minute, then I stopped abruptly, got up and was about to walk into the bedroom… “hey, hey, why did you stop, where are you going to” – Edward said, the words spilling out of his mouth quickly.. “none of your business, I’m done with you, you are obviously too flaccid to make me cum so why am I wasting the view” –I said, sarcastically.
Edward smiled, grabbed me and pushed me to the chair, grabbed my thighs and spread them so he could feast on my pussy. He ate my pussy, nibbling away at it, one of his fingers stretched into my mouth so I could suck on it … and I did, my tongue caressed every crevice of his fingers, sucking and nibbling on it as he did on my pussy.
In a short while, I could feel my body hitting a crescendo, I moaned, my body constricted, my thighs clamped Edward’s head as I yelled “OHH DADDY, I’M CUUMMMMINGGG!!!” , he removed his tongue and kissed my thighs as the juices flowed to my ass. *********************************************** Four months had passed and for about six weeks, I was yet to hear from Edward, I didn’t know where he lived, communication between us had trickled down to unanswered calls and zero replies to my text. I was going out of mind, constantly wondering what I did wrong, sending a dozen messages that only ended up with no replies…
Where would I find him? Have I been scammed? I loaned him the three million he wanted on the day he asked me. I refused to believe he had scammed me, because we had been seeing for months after I gave him the money.
Another three weeks passed and I had become paranoid, it dawned on me that we had only ever met at my place , in all those times we were seeing , I only knew the city he lived in, but not his exact address and Lagos was too big to go on a wild goose chase.
I hoped and prayed that he would call me back, I tried with other numbers, the phone rang but he did not pick and when he did, if he heard my voice, he ended the call.
I eventually garnered courage to go to the police, it seemed like Jamais vu, I didn’t want to accept that I had made a fool of myself.
My mind travelled to all the sweet times we have had, I didn’t want to believe that it was all a ploy to get money from me.
As I explained to sergeant nnamdi, tears flowed down my eyes, it seemed like such a dream to me… He took my statement and I gave him some money to help expedite my case…
After about two weeks of slow movement, sergeant Nnamdi called me and told me about a new plan. According to him, it would take a while but he was sure it was better than the options I currently had, we setour plan in motion, Nnamdi found a girl that would carry on conversations on whatsapp with Edward, it would take about 10 months before Edward finally agreed to meet with her, I had all but lost hope and I felt it wasn’t going to yield any result.
One night I was at home, drenched in tears, my thoughts a quagmire, I had lost hope, I felt used, Edward’s betrayal was not just about the money for me , but the lies, the fake love and show of affection and care. My phone rang, it was sergeant Nnamdi, I was all but ready to tell him that I didn’t have any money before he spoke “Ada, we will get him tomorrow, they are meeting tomorrow. Can you come out to this restaurant so you can identify him” – He said…
My heart sank, its been over a year, the news didn’t bring me relief, I had lost time, valuable time, lost myself, my ability to trust or love or even like, I was a complete shadow of myself, “Text me the address, thank you very much sir, I appreciate” – I said and immediately broke down into tears. “Don’t cry, we will definitely get him tomorrow, don’t worry” – Nnamdi said “Sarge, tell her to wear red, he likes red or so he says” – I said and hung up the phone and the tears came free falling…I wondered what I would do if I saw him tomorrow… I cried, took a bath and went to bed… there was only so much tears a person’s body could release…
It was sunny, we had been waiting a long while sitting in this restaurant hoping he shows up…
I look at my watch, it was past 2pm and he was 30 minutes late. Captain Nnamdi walks past me, we exchange glances, it was brief but I could see he was agitated. “Hellooo” – A man from table six calls out to a waiter.
We all turn to look at him, my eyes stayed for only a brief moment before it returned to the door.
From where I sat, I could see her, her long red painted nails, her lips glistening , the highlighter on her cheeks struggling to outshine the sun… “we are all doomed” –I thought , it was either the sun burns us all or she does… sitting there looking all pretty , like a debutante from an eighties magazine… the only flaw she had was her fear, it seeped through her pores, gradually making its way towards me, affecting me like a virus on its host.
I waited…. We waited… this was my only chance, it was our only chance…
I sipped on the soda in front of me, sweat breaking at the back of my neck, making its way down my spine, the air was hot and cold like when it rained while the sun shines…
The front door opens, I bend my head down … Edward was here, he cannot see me, he cannot know that I am here… it would end before it began… my blood raced… the sweat was now at my waist…
She stood up, her heels as red as her lips…”hello” – I heard her say or was it him… “Police, everybody stay where you are”
He made a dash for the door; the butt of a gun hit him on the back and he fell.
They dragged him up then he saw me… he wanted to run again.. “BANG” – the gun went, he fell … “is he dead” – I did not know…
A police man ran towards him, checked his pulse and yelled out “the bagger is still alive”
We all went to the hospital and the hospital treated Edward of his wounds… Five days passed before Edward was moved to jail. His brother and some of his family members were at the police station pleading on his behalf but I wasn’t ready to listen to anything they said
When I was ready to listen, I told them my out of court settlement fee was five million, to enable me cover all the money spent to catch edward, I either get that or their son rots in jail, seeing Edward fueled my hate, he looked handsome , but I quickly remembered that he had a ugly heart. A wicked soul thattook my kindness for stupidity.
How could anyone be that wicked, three weeks passed and his family came begging with four million, I didn’t care how they got it but I knew that Edward would tell them how he was constantly tortured by the police, I paid everyone in the station from the Captain to the prisoners to make sure he didn’t have a moment rest, they were to beat him constantly and as often as they please. Sergeant Nnamdi pleaded with me to collect the money from them and when I went to the station to collect the money, Edward was a complete shadow of himself.
I was pleased…very pleased…
The End. *******************************
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