Charles left me to myself, after our long walk around the school compound. I pleaded with him to stay, but he insisted that he was going to the library to do some reading and get his assignments done. I had to let him go, hesitantly.I was left alone in the room. I felt so lonely without him. I took some time to take in every single detail of the room. It was a compact affair. It wasn't as spacious as my regular room. It was actually intended for just one student, or rather, a maximum of two. It had two twin-sized beds, placed opposite each other, meant for two people, but Charles and I shared one. Of course I won't be able to sleep in the cold of London's night alone, except under the succor of his cuddling arms.I tried to keep myself busy with my phone, but I couldn't find anything interesting to pass time with. I then decided to read a novel, a steamy romantic one of course.I was a lover of thrilling romantic stories. I've literally read every single one you can ever think of, a
"Ahhhh!" A moan escaped my mouth. A broad smirk played across his face.He laid me on the bed, with my back against the bed and stood up to get himself ready for me. He undressed himself quickly, sprawling his clothes across the floor. He began wanking his cock.As I laid down patiently, in wait for him. I led my eyes down to his member. It was hard and monstrous. It grew longer as he wanked. His reddened pointed shaft had bits of precum on it. I assume he's an eight inches long. I stare in bewilderment, as he strike his cock gently."You like it?" He asked, positioning his gaze directly at me.I nodded."My baby girl likes her boyfriend's dick," he teased, smiling cheerfully at her."Don't worry, baby. I'd take it gently with you and you'll enjoy every bit of it," he promised, full-heartedly.I smiled happily, in agreement of what he just said. "So baby, get ready for me," he uttered, smiling again.I returned his smiles, although I was getting nervous already. I didn't really feel
"No…No Charles! Please don't…Don't do this to me!" I cried out, in frustration.He laughed hysterically at me, casting an evil smirk. I wondered what was funny. It all sucks. His fiendish laughter sulks even more!That was my singular turn off with him. I hadn't had enough yet and he's pulling out of me already…'What the fuck?' It wasn't our first, so I expected him to at least do better than this. I mean, why should he keep on giving me half done pleasure, even after he promised to fulfill my desires?I couldn't just lay a finger as to why he decides to find ways to hurt my feelings, instead of doing things that made me happier."You want some more?" He asked, stupidly."Yeah Charles. Please don't leave me yet. I still want you! I still do!" I yelled out, in a crackled voice. I struggled to get him, jerking out of the bed, but he dodged, smirking sneeringly."Please Charles…Please!" I begged him desperately.I couldn't bear not being satisfied. I was close to the edge already, when
I shamelessly crept into his awaiting arms. He cuddled me and we continued with what we were doing. He cupped my face and desperate kisses fell to my lips, his tongue tasting every part of me, while it fought for dominance in my mouth. We panted heavily in each other's ears as we kissed. He took a break to catch his breath and continued soon after. "Ummmh!" I seized the opportunity to stifle out a moan. I felt heated up again, at once.He led his tongue down to my neck, and gave me love bites there."Ohh…Uhhhhh!" I let out another yet louder moan."You like it?" He asked in-between kisses."Y…yeah baby! I love it!" I managed to say."So, tell me what you love so I'd do just that to you," he requested, still trailing down my neck to my boobs.I was still in my thoughts, partly thinking and partly relishing. He fondled my boobs gently, "Ahhhh! Charles! I groaned loudly to the effect of it."You like it that way? Do you?" he asked, set to give me another squeeze at my boobs."Yeah ba
Bernard's POVI heard the doorbell ring. I rushed downstairs to get the door."Yeah, who's there?" I said, as I walked briskly towards the door to see who it was. "It's me, Bernard. Please open the door," a familiar voice answered.I paused a bit and thought for a while. 'No one visits me at my house nowadays. Who could it be? And how was it that the person knew me by my name?' I pondered."Please Bernard, open up. Please!" The voice sounded desperate this time.I was filled with comprehension instantly. It was going to be Roseville or no one else!Without much hesitation, I opened the door slightly, poking my head out to find out who it was that was at the door and to my surprise, it was her. It was Roseville, my lover! Or better put, runaway fiancée!I had mixed feelings. I didn't know how exactly to react right now."Why are you here, Roseville? What do you want?" I finally decided to ask.The question wasn't too necessary, though. I should have known already. She's back to me, an
"What?!" I jerked off, as though stung by a bee.I couldn't believe my ears."Yeah Ben. I only came here to tell you that I have your child. I'm done pretending," she replied, rubbing her tummy gently and smiling enticingly at me."What the hell are you saying? I can't believe this. You got to be kidding, huh?" I jerked off, in shock of what she just said."I'm damn fucking serious here, Bernard. I'm pregnant for you!" She repeated, adding more vigor to her words this time.She stood up from where she knelt and went back to the couch to sit. She grinned at me, scornfully."You can't be Roseville! You can't! You can't be pregnant for me. That's not true," I ranted, perplexedly. This is unbelievable! How could she be pregnant for me? It can't be possible. I made sure she was on pills each time we had sex and it's been a long time since we had sex last. How come, then?I stood up from where I sat immediately and walked closer to her, examining her carefully. I couldn't find any sign of
Morning rose up early, the next day and I was woken by a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was. I opened my sleepy eyes wide to find Roseville lying next to me, with her back turned, in black lingerie. I was only putting on mini shorts and a light white singlet. Some thoughts flooded through my mind, quickly…'How did she get here? She looks every inch innocent, I hope nothing happened?' I could only hope."What? What is it?" I asked, slightly hurt by her action."I only decided to wake you up since your alarm couldn't." She backed off.I knew instinctively that I would be late to work if I stayed up here. Getting up lazily from bed, I led myself to the bathroom, ignoring the woman on my bed. I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. I came out some minutes later, with my towel wrapped around my waist, covering my nakedness till my knees. My chest was left bare, revealing my well built abs.I walked to my wardrobe to get dressed when I heard her say."See wh
When I got back to the room, my eyes met with those of Roseville. She shut me a dagger glare, her eyes stung with hot tears, as she laid on the bed."What's it, Rosy? Are you okay?" I asked, caringly.She sobbed gently, her tears dropping down on the bed. She looked tortured and that she was. Although I haven't accepted having her back, she still has a place in my heart and it hurts to see her cry. It immediately dispelled the lustful urge in me. Of course I couldn't make love to her when she was in tears"Please talk to me, Rosy. What happened to you? Don't you want me anymore?" I felt disturbed."No, I don't anymore! I don't want you!" She spat, angrily."Why Rosy? Why don't you want me?" I asked, drawing closer to her"You're so wicked, Ben! Don't dare step an inch closer to me!" She warned."What? Why Roseville? Why the sudden attitude? You don't want me to have you back?" I had to ask."I do, Ben! I do want you! I have your child already. Don't leave me, at least, for the sake of