I was so absorbed in what I was doing that I did not notice Karimat slipping into the room, I gave a start when I felt her warm hand on my leg.
I had been back to Lagos barely two weeks and I was already bored.
A lot had happened in the year since I had been away at the university in Benin, a whole lot actually. My father got married to this young woman that was most probably my age. He sent me photos from the small ceremony while I was in school. I showed it to my friends and we laughed over how older men seem to feel validated only when they have a younger lady in their arms.
I met her when I returned and she was way more pleasant than I expected. I already had this image in my head of a gold digging opportunist but Karimat seemed far from that. She was very nice to me even though I was not very warm towards her. I criticised her every move but she only returned my attitude with warmth and kindness. She would compliment me every chance she got and I found myself actually liking her.
Most of my friends were back in Benin or scattered through other states so it was a bit dull being home. I consoled myself with the fact that I only had to be home for a month. Besides, with Karimat around as my dad's newest wife, I could kick, back, relax, and have someone be at my beck and call. My mother was no longer living in Nigeria but I was never able to get away with being a spoiled daddy's girl when she was around. I decided to enjoy the attention.
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Karimat seemed very enthusiastic about pleasing me. She made the exact meals I requested for and always asked me if I needed anything. It would have been annoying if she was not so sweet. One afternoon, I was reading in my bedroom when she barged in. I was ready to go off on her when I noticed she paused at the door, looking at me with interest. I forgot I was wearing just my bra and panties. Her eyes ran down my body, her lips seemed to part and I could have sworn she slid her tongue against her bottom lips as she watched me.
"What do you want?" I finally asked. I could not explain it, having her watch me like that made my body tingle. When it came to my experience with girls, the most I have ever done was kissing and that was years ago in secondary school.
"Sorry, I'm sorry, I just wanted to... Never mind," she said, looking flustered and ducking out of the room.
I returned to what I was doing but this time, I started to toy with the idea that she was so nice to me because she was attracted to me. I had to shrug off the idea eventually. That was just silly.
No matter how much I tried to ignore my thoughts, I started to see most of Karimat's action in a different light. The compliments I once took casually had hidden meaning and I wondered if there was more to her habit of always wanting to be around me.
One Friday afternoon, my father travelled, leaving Karimat and I home alone for two weeks. He was going to the UK to visit and spend some time with my mother. I was excited and nervous at the same time, staying with Karimat alone for that long.
The first couple of days went by smoothly. All was calm until the night of the third day. I was in my room at about past 11, finding it difficult to sleep. Karimat had gone to bed hours ago. I decided to resort to my favourite past time to help me relax - masturbation.
I took off my clothes and began to caress my body. My hands found their way slowly down my chest and towards my warm centre. I spread my legs apart, swiftly slipping one finger inside me and began to fuck myself. I threw my head back and let my mind wander. For some reason, Karimat's full lips and sexy body filled my imagination. I decided to go with it, imagining her lips on mine and her hands running down my body. I continued pushing my finger in and out of my pussy, jerking against my hand and teasing myself.
I was so absorbed in what I was doing that I did not notice Karimat slipping into the room. I gave a start when I felt her warm hand on my leg. My pussy was smoking wet and my imagination had run wild. She leant closer, coming to lie on top of me. I met her lips easily and we began to kiss, her body grinding against mine, her breasts teasing mine.
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She began to lean back down, kissing my breasts and pussy as she went. She spread my cunt open and buried her head inside, her tongue going crazy on my clit. I moaned, bucking my hips and fucking her mouth. As her tongue fucked me, she brought up one finger and inserted it into my wet cunt. She pushed in and out, over and over again until I began to shudder, climaxing violently all over her.
Afterwards, she sat up and undressed. I pushed her down and started by taken one of her boobs in my mouth. I licked and sucked until they hardened. She moaned, urging me on. I did the same to the other breasts and slid a hand down between us. In one move, I pushed two fingers inside her and began to fuck as I sucked her nipples.
She was moaning loudly, begging for more. Her sound of pleasure only turned me on even further. Using my thumb, I teased and rubbed her clit. Her grip on my hair tightened and she tilted my head up for a kiss. As soon as my mouth claimed her, she cried out to me, as she came too.
Those two weeks was the most amazing time of my life. We slept together every night, and I kept finding new ways to please daddy's wife. I had to go back to school a day after my dad returned. It was with an aching heart that I took that journey back to Benin and I knew without a doubt that I would miss Karimat terribly.
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