I ditched Khanyi and took a ride back home with my man.
He obnoxiously couldn't wait for us to get home. He has been asking me whether I'm really sure about this and I kept telling him I am.
There is no need for me to change my mind about this. I desperately want him as bad as he wants me.
And ofcourse he has tried being intimate a few times before but when things got heated, my uncle would pop up to mind and I hated it.
He got frustrated at times but he said it's not my fault, he'd wait a whole of 20 years for me to be ready, which I find really hard to believe. It usually overwhelmed me how patient and understanding he was, though at times I normally thought he got it some place where.
He's a man, he's got needs. I chose to give him the benefit of the doubt.
But today I know I'm fully ready to do this. I'm ready to taste what I've been missing.
We enter into the dark house together, hand in hand, already panting because of the quick jog we took.
"Swtich the lights on Nathi." I whisper, already feeling the unbearable knots in my stomach.
"Shhhhhhhh."
With that said he brings me closer to his body forcefully, closing the gap between us and I gasp in awe. He runs both his hands down my back and buries his face down to the crook of my neck and I bite my lower lip to suppress the lazily moan that's deliberately trying to force it's way out.
He smashes his cold wet lips on mine and invades my lips with his tongue almost immediately and a surprisingly rough moan escapes my lips willingly, shook from his unexpected action. I finally wrap my arms around his neck as I stand tiptoe, so I'd atleast meet his gaint level half way.
The kiss is slow and passionate and I'm beginning to be unpleasantly impatient as my body aches for more of his touch.
His hands find their way to my thighs and he steadily lifts me up gently and carefully and I wrap my legs around his waist without breaking the kiss.
My body has never felt this weak and needy.
We make our way up the stairs, without breaking the kiss and this is the most dangerous thing to be done, while the house is dark and with no light giving us clearance.
He wouldn't hurt me though, I trust him that much.
Things start getting aggressive once we've reached the bedroom and he helps me out of my Adida's tights and top so desperately and needy.
He lies me down on the bed gently and kisses me all over again, gradually biting my lower lip and I ache my body with an unfamiliar sensation while his left hand settles on my thigh, holding it steadily while the other finds it's way to my clit.
I feel the pleasure getting high and I can't help but moan loudly.
"I want to see you." He breathes, his voice sounding gruffly and deeply rough.He switches the side lamps on and all I see when I glance back at him is dangerous lust in his eyes.
His hands caress every inch of my body and for the first time since we've tried being intimate, my uncle doesn't pop in my mind. And I'm grateful for that.
This is my moment and he doesn't exist anymore.
As to when he got naked, I don't even know.
His hands go beneath my head, so I'm laying on his huge arms comfortably.He looks me in the eye and its certainly evident that he's waiting for assurance.
I nod.And slowly though forcefully, he enters me and starts stroking me and my nails find their way to his flesh. Our eyes lock and I keep moaning in pleasant pleasure. In my life, I didn't know sex would be this amazing.
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RomanceBusisiwe Ndlovu. A victim of sexual, emotional, and physical abuse, lost her parents in a massive car crash whlist she was eleven years of age. Life was against her hence her guardians never treated her like their own flesh and blood. What happens...