When Rita says you can 'eat her', she meant every word therein; both literally and verbally.
We moved to the bed and started kissing. Rita loves pre-intimacy a lot, she loves getting caressed, teased, touched and romanced for long period of time. I understood her perfectly. I took my time whenever we're making love, there was no need to rush, for her, s'e'x is an art and not a performance. It must be savored with uttermost precision. I eased her out of her clothes, she has this sensual aura that makes you want to jump in and devour her in a twinkle of an eye. I took my time as a teased her n-ip'ples with my tongue and stroked her laps on the process. She moaned slightly and spread her legs wide. I caressed the inside of her laps, rubbing the clit'or'is in a clockwise direction, while sucking her bosom. She reached for my cloth and we pulled them off. Then she held my hands and motioned my to the bathroom. I followed her as we both entered her bathroom.
She turned on the shower and we both went under it. The feeling of cold water on our bodies was soothing as we kissed passionately. I ran my tongue down her throat, chest and br'e'a'st. I sucked the nip'pl*es softly, kissed her tommy, navel, then headed down for the honey pot. Rita loved it when I licked her up, it gives her special satisfaction than I've ever seen in a woman. She rested a leg on the toilet seater, leaned and rested her back on the smoothly tiled walls of her bathroom. I knelt in down and reached for her cl'it-oris. The water was pouring down on us as I licked and teased her down there. she moved her hips back and forth to sustain the pleasure. I stood up, turned her as she bent and rested on the seater. I parted her buttocks slightly and entered her from behind.
The coldness of the water pouring down on my skin and the warmth from her c'u'nt gave my double pleasures. I moved in quick successions while holding her buttocks. I heard her moan out loud anytime I thump in. I flowed with the movement of her hips, which was pushing back fiercely each time I ram into her. The clash of her hips against my pelvic was so fierce that the thump sound produced echoed in the bathroom. She came first, I had to slow down to build up the momentum again. She brought down the leg which was resting on the toilet seater, this provided more contact with the walls of her veegee which was squeezing my d'ikk vigorously. I rode her over again until she came so strongly that I had to hold her to prevent her from slipping off the toilet seater. I poured my juice straight into her, and left my di'kk inside for her veegee to savor the feeling.
I toweled my wet body while Rita turned off the shower and sat at the toilet seater, staring at me in a strange way. I didn't understand the look on her face. This is the second time today I'm being stared at in a strange way after sex.
If cassey's look didn't border me, that of Rita did border me. I left the bathroom, wore my boxers and lay on the bed. Moments later, Rita joined me on the bed, faced the wall, backing me on the process.
What could be her problem.
"Is everything ok?", I had to ask.
Slowly, she turned and asked in a calm voice,
"Who else did you sleep with today?".
I couldn't help but imagine what exactly it was that samuel told her that made her go back to her lodge. . . You can't trust a sanguine with his extroverted mouth problems. . .
What does she mean by who else I slept with? How did she know about that? Did samuel tell her? No! Samuel can't do that! Did she see I and cassey enter or leave the hostel?
The Rita I knew would walk straight to us and say hi if she saw us. She wouldn't put up any drama, just a simple hi to notify you that she saw you.
Then how did she know? So many possibilities were going on in my mind. Rita looked confident in what she was saying. It was as if she was so sure. But how? I wasn't going to own up to such heinous crime without putting up a fight, without lying. After all, beside lying and cheating, most girls will settle for a liar than a cheat. Or so I thought.
"I don't understand you, what are you talking about?", I put on a defensive approach.
"You heard me", she said. She looked calm, but I saw some elements of fear in her eyes.
"Who else did you sleep with today?". She repeated.
"Babe, stop taunting me. I don't know what you are talking about".
She looked at me for a few seconds, then picked my phone and started going through it. Something she barely does. I kept wondering if there were evidences of infidelity that I left on my phone. My cal log was much and I had so many text messages in my inbox. As she searched my phone, I searched my mind to recall if their was any funny text in my phone, so I can come up with a bold explanation. She must have gotten tired of the search as she dropped the phone and faced me once more without saying a word.
"Babe, you are scaring me". I had to confess.
"I'm not dripping! Two weeks without sex, and I'm not dripping!"
Now I got the message! Rita and I always have unprotected sex, and she says she drips of s'pe'rm anytime we have our first round of s'e'x. After that, its always few drops inside her. We tried condoms when we started newly, but five months into our relationship, we convinced each other that there was no need for condoms.
She must have been expecting to be over flowing with fluid after a long two weeks! She was right. How do I explain what happened to the normal flow of sp'er'm?
I just had sex with cassey few hours ago!
Damn!
At least it was a mere suspicion, one that has grounds, but one I could easily deny. But I was scared. I needed an explanation. An ordinary denial without backup explanation wouldn't work.
Rita is a kind of girl that doesn't like complications. Once she smells infidelity, she ends the relationship. She already told me of some guys she dated before, and how she ended it all.
"Rita, this is a little bit embarrassing, but I had a wet dream shortly before coming over here".
She was looking at me with all seriousness. I wondered if she bought my story. I continued.
"samuel told me you checked on me, so I was excited at the thought of coming over here. I wanted to rest a bit before coming, so I slept off with you on my mind. I woke up few hours ago and found out I poured all over my shorts".
"Bhahahahahahaah", the sound of her laughter nearly startled me. She laughed so hard that I felt relieved.
She bought that bull-sh'I't I just served!
"Babe, stop laughing at me, I'm embarrassed already".
"Ok. . .", she succeeded in controlling her laughter. But with smiles on her face, she leaned over and kissed me.
"So, the thought of me made you have a wet dream. Soon you'll start ma'st'urba'ting with my picture".
Now that's funny. I laughed as we both lay on the bed, held each other and slept off.
Damn! That was close!
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