Erotica

Etemesi’s Tales | A Night With A Lesbian

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EXPLICIT CONTENT: Do Not Read If You Are Holier Than Thou

It’s last night at 8pm. I’m in my house with Mwende

“I’ve never done this before……..i don’t actually do this……I don’t think we should continue”, she says

“It’s okay, just try this one time. If you don’t like it, I’ll stop” I reassure her.

I can’t believe I just used that line. But as a man sometimes you just have to say whatever you have to say to get ‘Le Cookie’. And I desperately want to know how banging a lesbian feels like.

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I met Mwende after I had gone to buy KPLC token units sometime last week. The person selling them was a guy but In the same shop, there was a hot MPESA attendant. The guy had recognized me instantly, saying “Si wewe ndio ule mse huandika tales.” The MPESA chick (Mwende) didn’t seem to know who I was but she was curious, so the guy explained to her how I was this ‘boundary-pushing’ writer. Of course he made me seem bigger than I actually am but I didn’t mind. Praises are usually nice, especially when a girl is listening nearby.

“Pia mi hutaka kufanya blogging by the way. But sijui how to start. Unaeza nisaidia?” she asked me.

“Hakuna shida. Nipatie number yako tutabonga” I told her.

And that’s how it all started. We had an intense chat on Whatsapp that very day our conversation transitioning from blogging to sexual matters under my stewardship. She was quick to reveal that she was a lesbian and had never slept with a guy before but that only got me more interested. I kept flirting with her and after much hesitation, she agreed to come to my house on Thursday night after work.

“Siezi kupromise tutafanya anything lakini” she insisted

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So here we are. I have managed to take off Mwende’s clothes successfully and carried her to the bedroom but she is putting up some solid resistance against any further acts of intimacy.

I pull her up, my hands no longer gentle. Her nipples, tiny against her gigantic breasts poke at my flesh. They are hard, hot and tempting. I lower my head, my lips going for the seductress‟ smile on hers. She refuses to part them for me. My teeth nip at her. I feel her nails bite into my shoulders, but still she denies me entry.

“It’s okay….Relax,” i plead with her, my last reserves of restraint slowly slipping from my grasp as she continues to tease me.

Her mouth curves into a miniature smile, her dark eyes glittering from beneath her lowered lashes as she licks her fat lips. My hands tighten on her arms. The beast inside me claws for freedom, raking my loins with a demand i can no longer sideline. I press against her, my teeth rougher as i nip at her lips again, drawing a surprised cry of pleasure from her. That sound grants me entrance.

I slant my head, grinding my lips on hers as i spear into her mouth. I stroke her tongue but she refuses to play. She struggles against me, her nails raking me shoulders, though her hips keep thrusting desperately against my shaft as it presses against her lower stomach. One hand goes to her hair, fisting in the strands, jerking her head back.

I back her quickly into the wall, moving my cock until it rakes the outer tender folds of her soaked pussy. She is so slick and creamy, so hot and tempting i can’t stop the aroused snarl of pleasure that pulses through my body. My hands press into her buttocks, my cock smearing through the lubricating cream before i ease a finger inside her tight vagina. She is used to fingers after all so it’s better if i start with what she’s familiar with, then usher her into the rest slowy.

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“Make me want this,” she dares me again, a siren, a seductress out to destroy.

My finger slides deeper inside the tight, heated depths of her channel. She nips my lips, her lips curving, her gaze beckoning.

My finger draws back, drawing more moisture, then plunging its full length up again once again. Her body arches, her mouth opening on a low scream as she shudders with the pleasure/pain I am bringing her. I growl with horniness, my voice a graveled rumble now as man and beast merge. I slide in one more finger and she lets out a sharp cry.

“Niwache ama?.” i ease my fingers free of her.

“No. Usiache.” She fights to follow the slow retreat, to keep my fingers buried within her.

Mwende’s head tosses as i rub my manhood against her clit. I can feel the little pearl trembling against me, swollen, desperate for the unknown.

Her lips ground against mine, her mouth accepting my tongue now, drawing on it slowly, sensually. The taste of spice fills my senses. Her legs tighten around my hips as i plunge my tongue in and out of the silken lips encasing her mouth.

When the glands no longer pulse, I retreat from her. She is breathing hard, her breasts rising and falling , her nipples raking my chest, her hips squirming against me as she fights to keep my fingers inside her hot pussy. She stares up at me, her cheeks flushing as the potency of her desire becomes real

I move, rubbing her silky, slick folds of skin over my erection as I carry her to the bed. I watch her eyes dilate, in response to the hot strokes my manhood is giving her clit. When I reach the bed, I drop her to it, staring down at her for a long moment. She bounces on it delightfully.

I then make my way to the nightstand and open it gently. I always keep on hand a large tube of lubricating jelly for purposes of attending to girls that are virgins or too tight. I pull it out and come back to her.

Mwende glances at the tube, then at me. I return her stare, moving carefully onto the mattress beside her. Then I flip her over. I throw one leg over her thighs to hold her in place, my upper body keeps her shoulders against the mattress.

She is breathing hard and heavy, and just under the scent of her arousal, i can smell her trepidation. Her body is tense as i hold her carefully in place for the touch to come. She jerks when my hand smoothes over her ass. The rounded pale globes entice me to caress, to fill my hands with their warmth, and i do just that. Then my fingers travel through the narrow crease, causing me to smile in tight anticipation

I open the cap of the lubrication and move my hand back, spreading the gel in a thick line over my fingers. Her protest is a strangled moan as my fingers find the tight little entrance. I can feel her muscles relaxing, despite her attempts to keep it from happening.

My cock is hard and ready but I want to make sure she is too

I proceed to part the cheeks of her ass with one hand as my fingers begin their sensual invasion into her vagina to spread the lube. The first finger slides in easily. Her moans vibrate at her back as i slide in and out in easy strokes for long moments. Then a second finger joins in the play. She stretched easily for me, her body bucking against me, her skin dampening with perspiration as i hold her still. When the third finger joins the first two long moments later, she trembles at the tight fit, the pull of the tender muscles, the burning pleasure i know is beginning to invade the tight channel.

She is ready now

I remove my fingers then return with a swift, deep penetration of my cock. She yells out a sigh of sensation, pushing back on my cock, her body shaking with need.

“Woi….siwezi hii aki,” she cries out, bucking against me.

She is new to this feeling and her womanly hesitations only spur my need higher. I fill her slowly once again.

Mwende tries to move away from me then. With a lithe, graceful movement, she is nearly out of my grip, rolling to her back and attempting to roll from the bed. But i laugh in victory as i catch her, dragging her back to the center of the bed. I now get on top of her

I grab her ankles, then pull them to one shoulder, angling her hips to the side. As one hand holds them, there the other re-positions my cock. Mwende is breathing hard and heavy, watching me with wide eyes filled with a combination of fear and anticipation. Waiting no longer, i test the readiness, the slick preparation of the tiny hole then place the head of my cock at the entrance.

“Philip!!!,” she cries out as my hips lodge the broad head into the tender opening.

I push against her, feeling her muscles part, stretch as her trembling moan turns into a low, long cry of building pleasure. I clench my teeth, feeling her vagina placing a wrestler’s strangle on my dick.

Mwende cannot say a word. She can only stare up, feeling the thick length of my cock as it impales her walls. The confusion blends with the pleasure, making her hips buck against me, driving me deeper, keeping her poised on the edge of sweetness as i stretch her, stroking nerve endings she never knew she had.

Her fists are clenched in the blankets, holding on for dear life as I pound her relentlessly, Her head tosses. She cannot stand it. The sensations are terrifying. The pleasure would kill her. I hold her legs to my shoulders, parting them, my eyes going to where i invaded her. My face is contorted with absolute animal pleasure. My eyes glow with it.

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My hips move slow and easy, stroking my cock in and out of her, my scrotum slapping at the cheeks of her ass with every downward stroke. Mwende clenches on me, hearing me growl. She pushes back to me, almost insane now with the need for a deeper, harder stroke. She is turned on beyond belief.

“Hivyo,” she finally cries out. “Yes….endelea tu hivyo.”

Mwende cries out, driven nearly to the brink of orgasm with each powerful stroke in her canal, She needs desperately to climax. She squeezes her inner walls until I moan with each entry. Her own fingers go to her clit, intending to stroke it to release, despite her long ink nails. But i laugh. I laugh at her as i grab her hand and push it away coz I know the job is all mine..

As I slide into her deepest regions, my fingers glance her clit and she bucks. They circle the little pearl, pumping it with easy strokes, but never enough to bring her release. She doesn’t mean to, but she shouts out – no words, just an expression of the bliss she is feeling

The caress throws her deeper into the morass of insane arousal. I can feel her cunt clenching, weeping. Her muscles straining for release, her body pleading for it. She shakes her head, unable to speak now as she yearns for her first male-induced orgasm. Her juicy breasts appear to swell even further

So close. Her body tightens, orgasm a breath away, and still I try to delay it. My luhya manhood twists inside her as she bites her lip and fights her body’s demands. Her pussy lets out a fart.

“Oh fuck….you are tight,” i tell her, my eyes narrowed, wild. My face savage as i watch her. All I can see, all I can feel was this beautiful woman nestled so seductively beneath me

“I am all yours,” Mwende whispers to me, desperate now, her body assaulted by so many sensations she knows they are about to drive her insane.

“You‟re so good…oh God, Philip, damn—”

I pump into her hard and fast with a rhythm unmatched. Her tightness is torturous. I can’t help it anymore. Minutes later, i feel the hard blast of my semen spurting inside her. Luckily her train has just reached the station too. She explodes in such mind consuming pleasure i wonder if she would survive. She almost gets a seizure. Over and over again, her cries become weak and strained as she clenches on my flesh, on my fingers, her body shuddering violently with the wild release that quakes over her.

I throw back my head and roar my victory over her as the last pulse of my seed shoots into her vagina. A place where no other man has been before. I finally banged a lesbian,

I remain lodged deep inside her. My hair is damp, my facial expression weird as my body arches into her once again, trembling in the aftershocks of my ’cumming’. Long moments later, she feels me slide out of her, still hard, still throbbing, only weak.

I wake up to go to the bathroom. When i return, i turn her to her stomach gently. She is boneless, mindless with satiation. But it is the warm roughness of a cloth between her thighs that she feels. First over the saturated lips of her cunt, then through the narrow cleft of her ass.
I clean her gently, my hands slow, the strokes thorough.

“So how does having sex with a man feel?” i ask her finally, my voice soft.

“Phil…that was really awesome…..it was something else. Something different” She responds.

About Philip Etemesi

I am the Sheriff in this town. Writing is my joie de vivre. I'm a Superman, thanks to God. Need to reach out to me? Send an email via alamuphilip@gmail.com I always respond.
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