Part Four

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"Jesus! Are these people thieves?" She cried when she saw the price. It was almost twice the price she usually paid because of the current surge, but did she have a choice? It was 10 AM already, and she had to leave immediately so that she could arrive in time to submit an important document to their class rep.

After about forty minutes, Andrea arrived in school. Her friends, Mandy and Flora were already waiting for her outside the hall. She quickly settled the driver and made her way to where both ladies stood.

"Guy, I been think say you no go come today," Mandy said, looking at Drea suspiciously. Drea laughed in response, and pulled her friend into a hug. The day seemed brighter, and she felt good enough to fly.

Mandy was the rational one. She always tried steer her friends towards the right path, and it didn't help that she had a body to die for, so it was hard to take her seriously. How could she even speak of sexual morality, and walk around boldy with a body meant for a harlot. Her curvy body and slim waist easily made her the most attractive girl in their entire faculty.

"That smile can only mean one thing," Flora said wiggling her brow suggestively at Drea, drawing a loud bark of laughter. Unlike Mandy, Flora was slim and tall, with a nice derrier, and hardly anything on her chest. Her best features were her almond shaped eyes and pink pouty lips, highlighted by her slender kneck and high cheek bones.

"Well, let's just say I had a real passionate night," Andrea replied with a smug smile.

"You this ashawo, na where them dey see you," Mandy replied, although, there wasn't a hint of judgement in her voice. In truth, she wished she was getting as much action as her friends. It had been nearly eight months since she had last felt a man's touch, but sadly she wasn't one to have casual flings. Her pussy and her heart seemed to be connected  by the same thread. She pushed her glasses farther up her nose, smiling as Drea smiled at them with the promise of an engaging and thrilling bout of gossip.

"Drea, if you don't open your mouth and talk now. The type of thunder....." Flora said, urging her friend on. She on the other hand had a steady boyfriend and lived her fantasies through Drea. She wished her man could do to her some of the sensual things she heard in Drea's sexcapades.

"Guuuuuuy, this man fucked me until I couldn't breathe," Her friends squealed in excitement, the tea already sizzling hot even before being properly served.

"Well....I met him on a dating site" Drea offered as her friends dragged her to sit under the shade of a tree. They really wanted to hear every illicit detail.

"What about Jeremy?" Mandy asked, looking at Drea in question, but both ladies waved her away, hissing exaggeratedly. Something obviously happened that she wasn't aware of. Jeremy had been the hottest tidbit only two weeks ago. Had they fallen out already?

"That one na old news jare...the hottest guy on the block now is Dare. The guy with the sledgehaammer prick. If you see the way he hung my leg eh! I swear, I saw stars," Drea continued and her friends laughed excitedly. Mandy felt wetness gather at her core as Drea continued to give vivid descriptions of her sexual encounter. The cobwebs that had blanketed her cunt begging for light and attention.

From afar, it wasn't hard to guess what the women were discussing. By the shrill sound of their laughter, the pink flush of arousal on Andrea's fair skin and the occasional gesture that she made with her arm to emphasize the size of her new man's phallus. She raised her arm again, to emphasize on the might and size of Dare's penis one last time causing her friends to fall over themselves with laughter.

"Wow, you had fun o," Flora said, wishing deep down that Greg would just fuck her well for once in his life. He was just too soft. The last time she had asked him to spank her, they nearly quarreled. He insisted that he didn't want to hurt her, while she tried to explain that the pain was exactly what she needed to reach orgasmic heights.

Later that evening after class, Mandy finally made the decision to download the dating app Andrea had mentioned. Maybe if she were lucky enough, she may find some one who would fuck her senseless.

It was early evening, and it had started to drizzle again. Everyone on her whatsapp status was talking about the weather putting them in a type of mood, and she was bloody horny. Her pussy throbbed with need , and as she though of all the tidbits Drea had shared, she let her fingers travel to the secret place between her legs and brush agaisnt the hooded bundle of nerves.

She rubbed gently and stifled a moan. Unlike her friends, she still lived with her parents and wasn't allowed certain liberties. She could just imagine the commotion her religious mother would cause if she caught her only daughter masturbating. Thankfully, she wasn't home yet, and her brothers had travelled.

As pleasure slowly built in her core, Mandy rubbed harder and faster, spreading the moisture across her folds. She slipped a finger in, moaning softly as the gentle invasion flooded her mind with flashbacks. If only it was a hard, heavily-veined dick that was slowly pushing into her. She raised her hip as she began to move her finger in and out, the sound of the wet movement echoing loudly in the quiet room, or maybe it was her conscience making the sound louder than it actually was.

She closed her eyes and remembered that time, eight months ago, when her ex had made sweet soft love to her. He had kissed her passionately, telling her how much he loved her as he nipped and suckled on her bottom lip. He had inhaled her scent, sniffed on her neck, and told her how lovely she smelled as he slowly thrust into her.

His strokes were deep and slow, and she got wetter with each movement. He had put a pillow under her as he increased his tempo, and as Mandy remembered, she moved her finger faster, putting a second one to give her a realistic sense of fullness. She grabbed her full breast with her other hand, squeezing her nipple to a stiff peak, remembering how her ex had drawn the tip into his mouth, his warm wet lips tugging gently on the erect bud.

"Yes," She whispered as she felt herself reach for that height. Her breath came faster, her eyes fluttered close as she travelled into a world of her own, her fingers became even more slippery as she pushed them as deep as she could into her pussy. Her legs raised higher and her toes curled as the throes of passion possessed her.

"Obara Jesus! Chinemerem!"

Mandy's eyes flew open, her mouth hanging agape and her fingers still lost inbetween her legs as she looked at her mother standing at her door. She had completely forgotten that she had left the door open, and obviously didn't here her mother arrive. She dropped her legs instantly, her fingers still sleek with her juices as she reached to cover herself, but it was already late. She had been caught, with her hand in her pussy and her legs hanging in the air.

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