19 Sep STRAWBERRY AND CREAM PT1
You’d think strawberries and cream were only used in the kitchen, and only served as food, until you read what Ese and I had been up to.
Ese and I go back way back. We’ve been friends since childhood, and we’ve never separated, except our universities. I stayed back to study in Lagos, but Ese left to study in Benin. We were reunited at our NYSC camp in Jos. Seeing Ese again after almost seven years, brought back overwhelming memories. I couldn’t help but notice how much she had grown. We were just 16 and crushing over celebrities when we were separated. But now Ese had become a full grown woman. She looked more beautiful than I remember, her eyes were dazzling black, and her small nose complimented her full but small lips. Her dark skin glowed with melanin, and the makeup on her face made her face shine, like everywhere else was dark and the sun was her spotlight. Ese had everything that would make a man go crazy with lust, but I am a woman.
I stopped staring at her, and ran up to her for a full, tight, warm embrace. I still found it hard to believe this was Ese I was embracing. I couldn’t help but notice the fullness and softness of her breast as we embraced. I was shocked, but I wasn’t going to make a fuss about it.
Our two weeks at the NYSC camp was memorable. We did everything thing together, we became inseparable once more, that it was rumored in camp that we were lesbians. It was hilarious, but I could understand why people would tell stories like that about us.
The rumors were not only hilarious, but they had me fantasizing. Ese was not only beautiful, but she also had a banging body. I was privilege to have seen her naked a couple of times, when we would have our morning bath in the girls bathroom. I admit, I enjoyed the view. I would rub the sponge on my body very slowly, while staring at her breast.
Her breast was perfect, full and succulent, with nipples that tempts your soul. They were so real, yet they looked like the ones models pay to get with surgery.
It was a delight to know that Ese and I would be serving in the local government, and our place of primary assignments was the same. I could say luck shone on me, because we were going to be sharing a room at the corper’s lodge.
Ese was very resourceful. She was good wife material, always cooking and looking after me. She called me her baby. I didn’t understand why she was still single, but that again was one of our similarities. I have been single for almost three years. But I’m not complaining, I’m enjoying the life of solitude, dominance and freedom.
On this fateful day, Ese asked that I followed her to the market and shopping mall. She said she had a weird craving for a strawberry smoothie. We could have easily purchased a ready made smoothie at shopping mall, but she insisted that she wanted to prepare it herself. This was not problem, since strawberries were abundant in Jos.
We purchased the strawberries at the market and went to get other items at the mall. At the mall, Ese also bought whipped cream. I didn’t know what she wanted to do with it, but I didn’t bother to ask. We had a nice time at the mall and returned back to our lodge.
By the time we got back to our lodge, it was already late in the evening, and she said she was too tired to prepare the smoothie. So smoothie was cancelled till the next day. The night came quickly, and thanks to the shortage of electricity in our community, we were cast in darkness in our room.
I didn’t know when I dozed off, but by the time I woke up, I was naked, and a hand was fondling my left breast. A full lip was kissing mine. I was frightened. I was going to scream until I heard Ese’s voice. It came from the lips on that were just kissing me.
“Ese?” I asked in a tone of confusion.
“Yes baby, it’s I” she replied.
“What are you doing?” I asked her, still confused.
“I want you and I know you want me too. We’ve wanted this since secondary school. You can’t deny this cause I’ve seen the way you look at me.” She replied.
I was perplexed, yet I still resisted.
“Ese this is wrong.” I said still fighting the urge not to give in.
“Who knows what’s right and wrong when it comes to sex and sexuality.”
And just like that she won the argument.
The next thing I felt was a strawberry, rubbing my lower lip. It felt wet. Ese asked me to open my mouth, which I did and she slipped in the strawberry in. The strawberry was coated with whipped cream. It must have been the best thing I have ever tasted right then.
Ese resumed kissing me and fondling my breast. She was a wonderful kisser. She dipped her fingers inside the whipped cream she emptied in a bowl and rubbed them on my lips. I took are finger inside my mouth, making tongue travel the length of her fingers, licking off the whipped cream off them. Ese started to moan. Her sound track was the most pleasant I ever heard. I could keep listening her all night.
Ese went further to deep her fingers inside the whipped cream and spread them all around my body. She spread the cream generously on my breast. Then she took her time, using her tongue to lick the cream off my breast. She didn’t only lick, but she also sucked my nipple.
Ese was skillful and it seemed like she knew perfectly what she was doing. She took another strawberry and shoved it into my mouth. She resumed her technique of dipping her fingers in whipped cream and putting them in mouth. It looked like she was more interested in my pleasure than in hers, probably because she was trying to get me to relax and get comfortable with her. But she didn’t have to do so much, because I was already getting loose.
To be continued…….