After what I'd call a month of absolute faithfulness and zero drama with Finley I received a call from an unknown number. I was in my room trying to finish my project and submit it on time when I saw the incoming call. I have the tendency of not picking up such calls. It rang and I stared it stop. When the number called for the third time in a row I decided to answer it, perhaps it could've been an emergency. 'Hello Naya how's you? The person said. This voice sounds familiar I thought to myself and with a lot of doubt I replied "I'm fine, how about you?
I tried to load where I had heard that voice but my mind was totally blank so I decided to ask who it was, since the only thing I realized that whoever I was talking to was a male. Do you mind if I ask who you are? The person replied "I've been away for a few days and you've forgotten all about me?' I laughed sarcastically and said with a harsh tone 'can you stop whatever you're trying and tell me who the fuck you're and what you want.'
"Jiiiiz! I never knew that your fierce side would be this scaring,' he said. HUH! I'm scared, he mimicked. I did what I'm always good at, hanging up and he called back immediately. I picked up ready to abuse him when he hit me with, 'No need to be so angry it's me, Sidon. The mention of his name made my heart skip in joy. The thought of him being in my life once more gave me such a rush. With a smile that couldn't be hidden I said "How are you? It's been a minute,' I never knew you could be this rude, harsh and arrogant, he said. 'Umm...Mm...M! I stammered, "… I don't entertain strangers. "Anyways I've been doing great, how about you? I missed you, I missed your soft kisses, he said seductively. Even when I was excited with what he said I decided not to be naïve 'Where have you been? You did not resurrect just like Jesus. 'No need to be mean, he said, I lost my phone but now I'm here can I see you? There are a million things I want to do with your body, he kept going seductively. Ever since I haven't forgotten how your tender lips tasted like French Wine.' As he kept going my heart beat increased, loudly I exhaled with my pot on fire wishing for the kitchen to remove it from the fire. 'How wet your pot was , I'd do anything to have you right now, my head in between your legs, licking the honey in your pot ' As he went bit by bit, I slowly slide my hands through into my pants. Feeling my wetness, I let out heavy breathes and sighs as I moaned his name softly. My body wanted more than just my fingers. I wanted him badly all to myself , for him to tear me apart , to feel his touch , his hairy body against mine and his manhood deep inside me . As he kept going I heard the main door being opened I panicked and hanged up the phone. Quickly I sat upright on my bed as I leaned on the wall and looked busy typing on my laptop. 'How's your boyfriend,' I asked her since she spent the night with him. He's fine she replied as she tossed her bag on the bed and headed for a shower.
The next day at around noon while at August's Bodega Sidon called and asked me to go to his place. The pleasure my body craved or rather its lust not forgetting my urge to lose my virginity wouldn't allow me to say NO. But I have no idea where you stay, I said as I turned to look at August who happened to be eavesdropping and smiling. I will send you my location and see you, he hanged. What's funny? I asked her. "Nothing she shrugged her shoulders as she lowered her head and focused on her phone. I didn't waste a single minute. Time is a luxury and not all of us get to enjoy it. I dashed to the house where I knew I could find Anne sleeping for no good reason.
She was in bed but busy swiping on Instagram. Sidon just called and he wants to see me tonight, I blurted out nervously as I sat on my bed which is opposite hers. She put it down and looked unto the roof like one who was thinking of something before going back to her phone without saying a word. 'I'm talking to you, I shouted. I know and if you're going better get you're a** in the bathroom, that's all, she said. Best friends are never against each other. They support each other in every decision they make whether good or bad. They never judge each other just like my best friends and I. While in the bathroom she picked for me what to wear. She talked endlessly but I didn't hear a word. Not only because of the running water from the shower tap but also because my mind was far away. How would my first time be like, would it really be so painful? A memory to hold onto forever or one I wouldn't be able to tell of. 'I can't wait to see him? I thought out loudly with a wide a smile. This black skirt, with this crop top, she shouted, '…they're perfect as I wiped myself happily and commented "what would I do without you as I grabbed the clothes and walked to the mirror. 'I guess we will never know,' and she headed to the shoe-rack. 'This is too short, I said and she laughed saying how it was the perfect fit for the occasion, throwing me my white Adidas snickers from the shoe-rack and concluded "complete outfit' as she hummed to the kitchen and back she came with a glass of mango juice. You look spectacular, as she took my hand like a prince holding the princess and led me out where my Uber drive awaited. Once he saw he opened the door to the back seat. Welcome Miss, he said with a lot of courtesy and formality and closed once I was in. 'Drive her carefully,' she told him and drove away. Several meters from our destination there was a traffic jam. The peeping, shouting drivers made the place unbearable. I took my purse to fetch my pods and listen to the music as I awaited the traffic to move, the driver turned on the radio and Miley Cyrus' song was on. In mind I said 'they playing my song.' Smilingly I sang along…..'(( I jumped in the cab here I am for the first time ...…..and he joined ….too much pressure and I'm nervous that' when the taxi man turned on the radio and the Jay-Z song was on...(( ...…. Yeaaaaah! Yeaaaaah! It's a party in the USA. We sang three more songs and the traffic was moving. He was such a vibe and had a melodious voice. He wasn't meant to be an Uber drive. He was supposed to be the next music Star, either Michael Jackson or Jay-Z. 'We have reached our destination,' he said. 'Thank you, I said as I alighted and walked to Sidon's house number. I knocked and waited nervously for him to come up and open. The door was opened, it was him. My eyes were not playing tricks on me. He was shirtless, with a white towel tied around. He was dripping water perhaps he'd been in the shower.
'Hey, I said as I let out a heavy sigh smilingly after staring at him shortly. Heeey! Baby girl, He replied as he hugged me tightly while grabbing my A**. My heart skipped a bit .I walked in as he closed the door behind him. His house wasn't that big, but his things fit in perfectly well. The dark-purple painted matched with the beddings. The bed was at the corner next to what seemed like bathroom and the kitchen sink. The bulb was a bit dim, a guitar hanged on the wall and some clothes hanged there as well. I sat on his bed and he approached me and leaned in close to me taking away my entire breathe. I tried to compose myself and not seem nervous but I couldn't stop flinching on my knuckles.
You look so fucking sexy, tasty, chewy and fine,' he said as he rubbed my left thigh. He kissed me on my lips and I pushed him as I changed the topic 'You didn't tell me you can play the guitar." He looked at it as he stood, pulled the chair and sat opposite me. I can play it if you want, but I'm not good at it, still learning.' I nodded as I darted my eyes.'…the only thing I'm perfectly good at….' he said as he approached me looking me in the eye, my heart throbbing hardly and my mouth drying up with no saliva at all. '...is maneuvering every part of your body." He squatted before me with his hands going up and pushing my mini-skirt up till he reached for the strips of my thong. Loudly I gasped, 'Is anything the matter? He asked looking in my eyes. 'Nope' I confidently said. With zero effort he pulled it off. He seemed not to read the signs; I wasn't ready to lose my flower and virginity yet. But there was no way I was telling him I was one. He effortlessly slid his fingers to my pot. When he laid his fingers in the entrance I jumped a little as I held his hand tightly shaking my head with a pout mouth. Why? He gently asked almost being disappointed. "I'm due today, I might begin my menses today because sex ignites them and I have the fear of conceiving,' I explained. That explanation didn't stop him from having an adventure.
He kept going and I left his hand free and he reached for my clit. Softly, he rubbed it. I felt the movements, up and down, following the sequence not skipping a single step. I grabbed the sheets tightly, my heart beating uncontrollably. I sucked on my breathe as best as I could while he slowly withdrew his finger from my pot. His eyes met with mine as he arose. His look was vicious, hungry. His gaze flickered from my eyes to my mouth and deep down I recalled the Triangle formula of a kiss. He bit my lip, laughed at my gasp then kissed me again. His taste was mint, faint weed and tobacco. I threw his towel away and grabbed his hard wood and began to jerk it. He wanted his hard big sizeable manhood in my pot. I refrained trying to tell him my fear but he whispered in my ears, "Worry less, you won't get pregnant. Even if you became pregnant I'd take responsibility because I broke up with my girlfriend just for you." My tight legs loosened a little bit from zero degrees to forty five degrees. He went on and on and soon my legs were wide open and he his wood in my garden. I felt the pain that every girl feels when being broken the only difference is that I couldn't show. Once I felt something like a cold fluid I suspected it to be blood. Not to raise any concern of him breaking my virginity I said "Periods!
He stopped whatever he was doing I went to the bathroom and I cleaned up. He handed me one of his shirts and we got into bed. He began to explain why he broke with his girlfriend and he asked me to be his girlfriend. Before I answered there was an incoming call on my side. Peeping through the phone I saw Finley's name pop up. I couldn't answer in that situation. So I pressed on the side button so that it could stop ringing then I put it on silent mode. He asked why I wasn't picking I said that whoever was calling was probably asking for my assignment to copy. I was soon playing with his wood and kissing him all over. 'Fuck me,' I demanded. He asked if I was no longer afraid of risking my unsafe days. "Do it ",' I demanded again. He was soon deep in the game; he was good at whatever he did.
The next morning at around 11 o'clock I left. When I got to the house the only question my friend asked was "He's got a good game? She waited anxiously for my response and when I smiled she laughed and said "Your warm bath is ready and tell me please you used protection."
"Sorry! I love it raw please." I said yet it was my first time.