Eros

She shivered, felt it coming, clenched her thighs and took a deep breath. Staring at the picture on the screen of her laptop “damn bastard” she thought. The phallus looked larger than life. The phallus is larger than life. She knew it like the back of her palms. She closed her eyes, she could trace the ridges on its thick length, feel the glans slide into her mouth.

Her phone beeped, a message. She stared at the bleeping device, dreading yet yearning what she knew was inevitable. Then she snatched it resignedly. Took another deep breath and read the text. An address, unknown as usual and a date. She closed her eyes and remembered her bump into lust.



It had been a rainy day. It always seemed to be raining in Port-Harcourt, but she could care less that evening. She was still fuming about her boss’s lewd utterance at the staff meeting earlier that morning. “Shebi na by force to do that kain old man?” she thought to herself.

She got out of her car, realising that her umbrella was not in the car as usual. “Whatever” she thought as she made her way across puddles into the dark interior of The Ritz.

She received the full blast of their ever chilly armana and her nipples hardened in response. It was clearly visible through the sheer top she had on, and she wouldn’t be bothered about it. Until she walked right into the rock. Ahem! Rock hard chest that is. She looked up, an apology on her lips, which never came out. All she could manage was a smile and her mouth grew dry. His hands were on her arms to steady her, until she realized they had been standing there a second too long.

“Excuse me,” she said and stepped away from the truckload of testosterone. She made her way to the bar, ordered a Bloody Mary and sat there thinking wicked thoughts.

“Can I join you,” said Chocolate.

Of course he had to be Chocolate; the dark, rich and sinfully fattening sort. He didn’t wait for her response before making himself comfortable. He stared at her erect nipples, licked his lips and looked at her. Her nipples got even harder; “pervert” she thought. If only she knew.

*

The burglary proof and his waist was her only connection to the world. She held on for her dear life as Chocolate pulled down her ugly panties like they had all eternity. Then he started nibbling on her ears and she forgot she had on her ugly panties. Her left hand left the burglary proof and pulled his head down towards the twin mounds on her chest. He smiled knowingly and looked into her eyes.

“Suck them,” her eyes pleaded. He shook his head in response to her silent plea. She heard the sound of his zipper and out came the phallus.

“Say hello to Black Steele,” he said and chuckled when he saw the wild look in her eyes. She felt the gathering of a pool in between her thighs . Her stomach clenched, and at that point, it didn’t matter that she didn’t know his name, neither did it matter that she bumped into him barely ten minutes ago. All she wanted was the fulfillment Black Steele promised her womanly core. He gave her a soft bite by the side of her neck and she moaned in response, arching her back and spreading her thighs wider. She could feel her juice streaming down her perineum to the crack of her buttocks.

His fingers made contact with her clitoris and she gave a shocked yelp , spreading her legs even wider. He retracted his fingers, now soaked with her juice, took them to his nose, had a sniff and dipped them in his mouth. Her eyes were glued his dick which seemed to have tripled in size. Finally, he freed her breasts from her bra and her perky nipples stared back at him. Slowly he bent his head, and took the left one into his mouth. He sucked her nipples with reckless abandon, tugging on them and kneading her mounds.

Then she heard voices, two females, gisting as they came into the ladies, and a gentle rap on the door. Chocolate plunged into her with a groan and she let out a loud moan. This elicited excited giggles from their audience. Then the ride began, she felt him everywhere. She clenched around him, her eyes closed and mouth open. With each thrust, she climbed higher. When she exploded, she wrapped her arms around his neck lest she fall off her precarious position. He kept pumping into her; he came with a cry and emptied himself.

He let her hold him a few seconds more, then he unfolded her from his body and zipped Black Steele who was still in half mast into his trousers. He looked at her, brought out a card from his back pocket and put it in between her breasts.

“See you around,” he said and walked out of the toilet stall. She sat down on the water closet, sweating profusely with her eyes closed waiting for a reprimand from her conscience but none was forthcoming. Even her conscience was too sated to gloat at her indiscretion. So it was an unanimous decision. She was definitely going to be seeing Chocolate’s Black Steele around.