As much as I enjoy my own company, sometimes it can get boring and lonely. Since moving to this new environment, I haven’t been out much and that was beginning to take its toll on me.
Fortunately for me, the next day as I stepped into the compound from the gym, one of my neighbours stopped me and invited me to a barbecue night. It was an opportunity to meet the other neighbours besides curing my boredom. So I obliged.
Later that evening, I stepped out of my apartment into the loud but energetic gathering. There were quite a number of people I couldn’t recognise. Surely all these people couldn’t be occupants of this compound, I thought. While I was still trying to warm my way into the crowd, someone tapped me. It was the neighbour who invited me. His name is Stanley. He introduced me to his friend, Chinedu, telling him to keep me company for the evening.
Chinedu was quite charming and we got along quite well. We talked like we had known each other forever. He told me about his job and some challenges he was having and I also told him about some issues I had been keeping close to my chest.
At some point, the DJ played some old school music and we got up to dance. I missed a few steps because I had consumed a sinful amount of alcohol.
I needed to use the restroom and he offered to follow me to my flat so I don’t trip over anything. We both laughed and headed to my apartment.
After I was done in the restroom, I came into the living room and saw him standing, waiting for me. I don’t know what got into me at that moment. I walked up to him, wrapped my hands around him and kissed him. Chinedu didn’t hesitate at all. He kissed me back with a lot of passion, probing my mouth with his tongue. He held my head, looked at me in the eye and kissed my mouth, my nose, and my eyes.
I moaned as his hands began to do a tour of my body, squeezing my bum and finally resting on my breasts. My nipples stood hard.
Chinedu bent down, covered his mouth over one nipple, sucking, while his hand cupped the other, pinching and rolling the sensitive peak. I pressed my body against his, feeling his cock harden against my thigh.
He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the couch. He laid me down gently, he worked his way up my legs and slid two fingers into my already wet pussy. In and out, his fingers kept a steady rhythm. I gasped, gripping his T-shirt. My juices slid down his fingers.
“Fuck me,” I begged, pulling him up. Chinedu stripped off his shorts, his thick cock sprang free, dripping and throbbing. I stroked his dick firmly and he dropped some more. He spread my legs and thrust in with one smooth motion, filling me completely. I cried out, wrapping my legs around his waist as he pounded into me. The bed creaked with each powerful stroke, sweat dripping off our bodies.
Chinedu flipped me onto my stomach, I arched my body, lifting my ass up. He slammed back inside from behind, one hand reaching around to grab my breast while the other gripped my hair. I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust as my orgasm built.
“Faster,” I demanded. He obliged, driving deeper and faster until I shattered around him, my pussy clenching and pulsing. My legs shaking from the intensity of the orgasm.
He followed soon after, pulling out, he yanked off the condom, stroked his cock and painted thick ropes of cum across my ass and lower back. We collapsed together, breathing heavily, the sounds of Lagos night life filtering through the open window as sweat cooled on our bodies. We could hear the loud music playing in the background.
I turned to him with a wicked smile. “That was mind-blowing,” I whispered. We freshened up and rejoined the party.
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