More Than Sex

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“We’re having sex…
ooh… mmh… haaa”
It was a joke.
But she was loud enough.
And the voice was sexy.
I swallowed.

At the same time
“Luke, your girl is crazy,
I’ll throw her out of this house…”
I was on the phone with her boyfriend,
My old close buddy, Lucas.

She went on
“Oh… yea… sex… sex... do me…”

Earlier in the day
" LJ, my girl is coming to Lag,
Abeg, mek she crash for your bunk"

"Ah, see jolly for me! Na woman you wan
dash me free of charge so?" I joked

"Be serious jor. She is my wife o!
So put on your iron pants and treat her good"

"Yes sir"

Late in the evening
She arrived.
I welcomed her and seeing all the
curves in the right places, I knew
I needed more than two iron pants.

And boy, she'll be fun.

Then my friend was calling.
"He wants to find out if I'm having sex with you"
She said, laughing "Just pick the call and watch me"

While speaking with my friend, she went
ahead blabbing of doing me.
Lucas said she could be crazy sometimes.

And I-like-sometimes-crazy-girls

I ended the call, assuring Lucas in a stern voice
(I didn't know will be a lie) his girl is in a trusted hand.

Your crazy girl is in a crazy hand.
My thought countered.

I rose, (maybe) to go out
But I staggered
She was there to help
But I thought she liked my lips.

I made the move.

I wasn’t sure what happened next

Thirst
Hunger
Passion
Kisses


I found all the access buttons
And my fingers found its way to her pants

Tender touch
Soft moans
Side finger dipping
Fast breathe

As her hand feels the hardness of my...

Thoughts
Reasoning
Why
How
All left us alone

The wall should have said something
But it stood still,
In awe of our ecstasy

Until she was naked.

And I knew, I was a prisoner
Serving his time,
Patiently.

I went on my knees
To smell her
To taste her treasures
Wet
My mouth filled her
And my tongue found her clit...

She sang through moans
Loud enough to reach heaven
For I heard angelic beats
From the touches of my tongue
Sending rhythms through her body
As she pressed my head deeper
Breathless, I felt more alive
I drank from her well
Filled with juices for my well.
She begged for more
And cried in words I was too drunk to understand

She stroke me
Tip to tip
With her tongue and
Gently, covered me
I stroke her hair
Watched her sweet face
As her lips covered me
My hardness should have burst

Then her legs, wide apart
I descended
As she guidesd me with her hands
Into a journey known
But a part yet travelled by me
I hanged at the tip of her...
Stroking her with the tip of my...
I lowered

Gasp
But bliss

The ride kicked, slowly... slowly
Deep... deeper... fast
Changing gears at befitting intervals
To the routes and feels of the drivers
Two drivers, one ride, changing seats,
Destined for a destination.

And
I came
Inside her
Her legs around my waste

Earth's dance
Heaven's songs
Hell's beats
Stood quiet to watch
To here bodies speaking in tongue

My thoughts levitate
For seconds of heavenly numbness
In the act of making love.

We fell apart.

More than the sex
Was the bitter truth
I betrayed a good friend.

I Smile

He was putting on my faded army-color pants

With a ash-colored T-shirt and a simple pair of slippers.

The side bottom of the slippers was chopped off.

He walked tall!

He was bouncing.

Old-school boy.

..outdated youngy, he thought..

I smiled.


His 3inches long hair was well-combed

Standing straight like a fertilized young guinea-corn plant

Black like a beautiful African Queen.

Some brownish set of his hair strands appeared in the middle

He thought it a trending style!


He was a beautiful president Obasanjo to behold.

It took him an hour to get that appearance

And it worked.

On his way, he caught eyes, many eyes for a fact!

Admiration? Nah!

But he was aware! He knew.

Many laughed,

Others wondered,

Some were confused...like he was.

His granny, if alive, would have been a guy

To give him a marvelous smile!

Somehow, he felt his granny's dimple cheeks

Billowing that sweet smile!

He smiled.


It was that moment he turned

And there she stood

O.h. m.y. G.o.d.

Damn! ‘Omni-angel’ his mouth screamed

It was whispers

His eyes were disordered in its socket

Fixed to that one standing soul!

Who alone seems to exist in the planet


She looked at him now

He was lost!

Confused…lost!

A moron!

Why?
I wondered…

He wanted to move

He tripped off
His slippers made issues worse

The bottom gave way to the top

He tried smiling

He succeeded in frowning..

He picked up the pieces, looked up…
She was there!

Staring..

She smiled now...at him

*jeez*

He was doomed.


Had I known, I could have put on a better slippers.

He thought.


With the pieces on his palm,

His right foot bare on the ground,

Girlishly, he waved.

She waved back... sweetly, lovingly..

Smiles...


He responded broadly... she gave a soft laugh.

*wow*


He closed his eyes..

Maybe it took him hours..


When I opened my eyes,

I was staring into my in-room

Half-human-sized-mirror.

My comb held into my low-cut good-looking hair

I was in my black top,

Well toke into my white pants.

I thought I was dreaming...

Combing my hair, then a dream...

A reverie...

I pinched myself, I was real!


I smiled and took my folder.

Office, here I come…

My day has got to be smiles.

I smiled!


Now, I smile..

Go… go… go

A story end now I felt
Like an old past you left
Now it seems we’ve never met

You were a sweet start
To a bitter middle
To a sweeter end
Of a closed book

Go… go… go

You felt hid
Now you’re free
So spree
Or bleed

Your life is bliss
I wouldn’t cause it a hiss
Nor be a pissing piece
But a ticking peace

I people always leave
But I let it go
For I always live
And make a life gold

If you're not needed, let it go... go... go