LECHEROUS JOURNAL: Episode 4 …script’d by BigDan

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Sunday, 12:57PM

“Hey, hello.” Jide said, as he settled himself in the chair opposite the dark lady.

“Hi, that seat is reserved for someone please.” She replied.

“I’m sorry, I won’t take much of your time“, said Jide.

“I know quite a number of guys walk up to you and say things like ‘you look familiar‘, ‘can I have your pin?‘ ‘maybe we can get to know each other better‘, but I ain’t gonna ride like they do so save me the embarrassment of a whack pick-up line – here’s my Blackberry, why don’t you just add me up and we can keep this conversation alive afterwards?“

“Interesting, nice try. Just go straight to the point.” She replied with an unshaken expression.

“All I want is your pin, I see you’re expecting someone and I won’t like to disturb your wait.” Jide tried his luck once again.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know you and I can’t just give you my pin.” She retorted back, flipped her hair backwards, hit the green button on her phone and raised the phone to her right ear.

Jide returned to the table, I laughed and made jest of him.

“You’re buying all the drinks today bro.” I said to him mockingly.

“Akin never buy Dunhill Switch finish since ni? That guy fit don dey toast woman for ShopRite like that o.” Jide said.

Just then, Akin walked to the table and dropped a pack of Dunhill Switch on the table; stretching out his palm with a gold tablet in it, he asked, “how much is 1kg of pure gold?“

“Where’d you get that? You don turn gold digger?” I said jokingly as Jide took it from his palm and examined it.

“Sh*t! It’s pure gold o.” Jide said with a bewildered expression on his face.

“1kg ke? I thought they measured gold, silver and gem-stones in Carats?” I asked, puzzled.

“Carat ko, Karate ni, olodo boy“, Akin said as he settled himself in one of the chairs.

“No abuse me jor, I dey try learn ko ni?” I said as Jide laughed at me.

“Dey laugh me for there o, you go still pay for all our drinks today“, I defended myself.

Akin gave a shrewd laugh as he understood already that Jide didn’t get the girls’ Blackberry pin. “Where you and Vivian siddon sef on Thursday?“

“Omo, come to think of it sef, na that seat wey the girl siddon o.” I replied.

Jide waved at the waiter and place a order of drinks and ice.

Memories of my Thursday encounter flooded my mind and I found myself smiling as I remembered her cleavage swerving in different directions as she gesticulated her points on the Fashion piece we had both discussed that day.

“Time to prove to you that I’m the boss, you couldn’t get Vivian to come over to the crib rather than go to the club on Friday. If I collect this girl BB Pin, wetin una go give me?” Akin asked.

“She’s in a bad mood, you better leave her alone.” Jide replied.

“Watch this.” Akin said as he stood up and walked towards the table where the girl was seated.

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“Who be Vivian again?” Jide asked me.

It was just me and him left on the table as Akin seemed to be making the mysterious lady on the other table laugh at his jokes. I lit another stick of Dunhill Switch and exhaled the 1st drag as I replied him, “forget Vivian jor, make I gist you wetin happen yesterday for house.“

Jide topped up his cup and took a sip off it as he steadied his vision on me and listened.

It was obvious I was expecting a girl; in a Guinness breaking record, I had transformed my room from a boys hostel in it’s holiday to a furniture showroom on display. Akin, on the other hand didn’t move a millimeter; he always saw it as a waste of precious time trying to impress a girl with the appearance of your room. “A guy would always be a guy“, he often says. He had just his boxers on, and his hairy chest made his abs noticeable. I threw myself under the shower, had a good scrub and gave my hair a deep shampoo. I felt fresh, smelt good, looked good; I examined myself in the mirror. As I walked out of the bedroom and moved towards the living room, I heard chit-chats; they had arrived while I was still in the shower I guessed.

“They? I thought you were expecting just a girl.” Jide interrupted me.

“Lemme land before you bury me brov.” I replied him.

“You dey waste time jor, you go dey talk like say you dey write novel. Abeg go straight to the point“, he had said as he lifted his cup to his lips.

After all formalities in the living room, Susan drank just a little while her friend Judith was still forming for Akin; her behavior depicted she didn’t like Akin. There was little I could do to help at the moment; I took Susan by the left hand and pulled her behind me to my room. She had her cup of baileys cream in her right hand. As we walked into the room, a smile graced my face; in less than 5 minutes, I had stuffed all the unwanted into the closet, swept the dirt under the bed, done a rapid dusting, sprayed some air freshener around the room, laid a clean white sheet over the bed and pulled my purple duvet over it. I even dropped little pints of my cologne around the pillow.

“I like your room.” She remarked; without wasting anymore time, I knew what I wanted, I hit the nail straight on the head and replied her, “I like you“.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked into my eyes like she was searching for any element of un-seriousness in what I just said.

“I’m serious.” I said as I did squat in front of her, resting my fore-arms on her laps.

She fumbled with her lips but the right words wouldn’t just come out.

“You see?” Running my right thumb across her lips, “your sexy lips have agreed to it.“

A smile graced her features as she licked her lips. I took her cup from her and set it on the head rest of the bed; placing my right hand on her hair, I stroked it gently making sure her eyes was still fixed on mine. I pulled her up, grabbed her waist, brought her body closer to mine, looked into her eyes and swiftly moved my eyes down to her lips as I bit mine then my eyes were back on her eyes as I gently held her face and leaned in 90% to kiss her. I watched her lean the remaining 10% with her eyes closed as our lips met and…

Susan smoothed her shirt down and whispered beneath her voice, “Abiodun, we shouldn’t be doing this.“

“Ssshhh, don’t deprive yourself of some fun and wear a regretful look later; come on, I know you like me.” I said, I wasn’t even sure where those lines originated from.

We were on the bed by now and I was lying over her; I was aroused as she felt me bulge against her thighs. She gasped at her instinctive, answering need; once again, I covered her mouth with mine. I found the hem of her shirt and pushed it up, doing same with her bra, not bothering to take it off before I closed my lips over her nipple. She moaned. She wanted it, a lot, more than she was willing to admit to. Skillfully I tongue-teased her nipples; they’ve been hard and pointed even before I had pushed up her bra. I ran my tongue around her udder and streamlined it all down to her navel; she quivered, she was enjoying every bit of it. Her moaning were like melodies to my eardrums, I was enjoying it. My d**k was desperate for some action but I knew better to prolong the foreplay. I yanked my shirt off and pulled my knickers and boxers down hurriedly so my bulging penis could be free. She noticed from the warmth she felt from my body; she turned me over and slurped over my nipple.

“Damn! That feels good.” I cried out; she hurriedly increased her suction, it was like my whining motivated her the more. She was soon off my nipples and riding her tongue down my bilateral line; my whole body gave a quick jerk as her tongue made 1st contact with my pubic region. She paused and looked me in the eye. I smiled, she smiled. She was slurping on my d**k real fast that my mind was in a hallucinating state; speed kills I thought to myself. What a foolish thing to come to mind; she grabbed my b*lls and for a moment I thought I was dead. Back to consciousness, I pulled her up over myself, flipped her over like a pancake, grabbed her b**bs and gushed out warm air from my mouth over it as she sighed in contempt. Instantly I made for her jean as I speedily freed it’s button but she held my hand as I had her zip halfway down.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. She covered her face with the other hand and said nothing.

I proceeded to unzip her but she held my wrist firmly and whispered, “I’m on.“

“I know dear, I’m turned on too; let’s do it.” I said with a smile on my face; she took her hand off her face and looked me in the eye.

“I’m on my period.“

Jide let out a loud laugh that had most of the customers at BheerHugs look in our direction; I pulled a stick from the pack and lit it as I exhaled the 1st drag.

“Agro na bastard, wetin you come do next?” He asked me.

“Guy no disrupt me again jor, you don spoil the fun part.” I replied him.

“Which fun part? Oya no vex. I no fit hold the laugh na why.“

“I’m on my period.” She said; I froze for some seconds and damned the stupid superstition that came with f**king a girl on her period in my mind. My body wanted the sex badly. I sighed, grabbed her drink from the head-rest of the bed and gulped it all down; I ran my palm through my hair and smiled at her.

“It’s okay dear.” I said, as i laid next to her to kiss her lips.

And then a faint noise pierced into my room, it came from Akin‘s room which was directly opposite mine – only a corridor divided both rooms; Susan and I, face to face, noses almost touching each other, eyebrows raised, listened carefully to the sound that came from Akin‘s room as we giggled to Judith‘s cry.

“Oh Akin…stop it…Ohhh! Sh*t! Ohhh…please stop…ohh…Akin…ohh baby… Oh! Stop it. Oh sh*t, I love this.“

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“Even if you change the way you look, people still won’t change the way they see you.” — BigDan.

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