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Introduction:

A continuation of the first story

“No thanks, I gotta get home or my dad will be really angry,” I had already made myself decent and was trying to figure out how I was going to get home. “Can’t you stay a little longer?” she was now doing her awful pout. “Believe me, I wanna stay but my dad always wants me in the house before five and its already quarter past five so I gotta get going,” I really was sorry to leave but if I didn’t get home soon my father would beat me. (Author’s note) *Corporal punishment is common in Zimbabwe though I am not sure if it is still legal but personally, I never minded it*

“I’m sorry you have to go cause I was thinking of riding that monster of yours later but since you have to go I guess I will have to settle for good old BOB,” Megan was looking at me with a seductive look in her eyes and was running her delicate fingers on my chest. I was now hard but I couldn’t stay with her, I had to get home as soon as possible. “As much as I want you to ride my ‘monster’ I really gotta get home or my dad could really freak out and have another stroke again,”

It was the panic in my voice that probably convinced her that I really needed to get home. “Ok, I will take you, let’s go,” She had already taken her keys from the counter and was already heading for the door. I quickly followed her to the car. She seemed to be in more of a hurry than I was to get me home.

We drove quietly for a few minutes, I thought she was pissed off with me or thinking I was lame. “I am sorry for acting like a pussy, I would understand if you no longer wanna be my friend after this,” I said whilst looking down. “Tino, now you sound like a pussy. Respecting your dad doesn’t make you a pussy. I actually like it that you value your family’s feelings,” she gave me a reassuring smile letting me know we were cool.

“Thanks for understanding Meg,” I said as we continued with the drive. “I was seven when my mother was killed at six pm on her way from work. She was a teacher and had been working late grading papers. She had called two hours before telling my dad that she was gonna be home late. I remember having a sinking feeling in my gut and right there I knew that something was wrong. At eight pm, we received a call from the police telling us that my mother had died. She had been stabbed in the chest and had bled to death. Ever since that day, he wants me in the house before at five. ” A lone tear flowed down my cheek and I quickly wiped it off. “I’m so sorry, Tino,” Meg looked like she was about to cry.

“Don’t worry about it, it happened a long time ago but sometimes I do miss her.” I didn’t tell her that I was extremely close with my mom and had a mental breakdown after she died. We were quiet until we arrived at my place. “This is it, you can drop me off at the gate,” I said pointing at the big black gate at the end of street.

She parked near the gate and turned off the car, “Are you sure you gonna be okay?” she looked concerned. “Don’t worry I, I’ll be fine. Drive safely, I will see you tomorrow at school.” She looked at me one last time and then started the car and drove off. I went into my house praying my dad wasn’t freaking out.

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The next day at school was pretty much normal, consisting of the usual teasing from my classmates and me trying to keep a low profile. The previous day I had been lucky to find my dad was not at home as he was running late from work. At lunchtime, I went to the library to catch up with my Biology stuff. I began listening to some music and began reading. With Meek Mill loud lyrics pumping into my ears, I failed to notice that someone sneaking up on me. Suddenly my earphones were yanked out from my ears, “What the fu,” I quickly looked behind me to find the fucker. My eyes swiftly softened as I saw who it was.

Megan was crutching a chair and laughing hard, “Dude, you should have seen your face. You looked like you were going to murder somebody.” I snatched back my earphones and said, “Haha, laugh all you want, you are lucky that I didn’t punch in the face.” “Oh please. You couldn’t punch this beautiful face of mine because you so looove me,” she said giggling. She didn’t know how close home she was, I so loved her but I knew that if I told her right now I would mess up things with her.

“So what you were listening to,” she said snatching back the earphones forcefully. I gave a silent prayer thanking my brother who insisted I buy the Bluetooth earphones. “Damn, I thought you were listening to Zimdancehall or that sungura shit, I never pegged you as that type of guy that listens to Rap,” she remarked as she started to sing along to Meek Mill’s With the shits. Thank God, the librarian wasn’t in or else she would have thrown out Meg.

I couldn’t help but stare at her as she perfectly sang along to Melil’s Spanish lines. She was simply breathtaking. I could already picture myself with her for the rest of my life. “Hey, Tino” Megan shouted into my right ear snapping me out of my daydream. “What?” I asked looking at her. “Let’s go to the cafeteria and get something to eat.”

“I really don’t want to go to the cafeteria right now,” I answered whilst scratching the back of my head. “Ahh, Tino don’t tell me you still afraid of those wannabes that roam around this school thinking that they own this school,” Megan sounded annoyed. “It’s not that Meg. I was kinda hoping I would be alone with you, you know?” I said awkwardly.

“You could have just said that in the beginning. Come on now let’s go to my house.” Megan was already pulling my hand towards her. I collected my stuff with my free hand, “You know, I meant to stay in the library with you but this works too.” It seemed like she didn’t hear me as she pulled me towards her red BMW. We were getting questioning stares from the students but Meg didn’t seem to notice so I decided to just ignore them and focus on the tight ass which was swaying seductively in front of me.

We got in the car and drove off with incredible speeds to her house.

As soon as we entered, Meg started clawing on my shirt like a hungry cat and practically eating my face. I just responded accordingly by cupping both her ass cheeks with my hands and kissing her just as hard as she was. We blindly made our way to the couch, and I fell on it with my back, Megan still glued on my mouth until I hit the couch hard, removing her mouth from mine. She just giggled and resumed her attack on my face and removing my shirt.

I noticed a woman who seemed to be peeking on us from the kitchen, her mouth slightly open and one hand on her breast squeezing it. ‘She must be one of the maids,’ I thought to myself. Since she seemed to be so mesmerized, I decided to put on a show for her. I grabbed Meg’s left boob and kneaded it. I brought my other hand on her flat stomach, tracing circles on it. Megan started moaning loudly, I used the encouragement to move my hand slowly down towards her core. She moaned more loudly in anticipation. I traced her outer labia lazily without penetrating her causing her breath to hitch up.

“Tino, stop teasing and get it in now!” she commanded. Not wanting to be the one to disappoint I pushed my middle finger into her hot, velvety inside. She was soaking wet, her pussy was making squishy sounds as I pumped in and out of her. “Fuck,” Megan said as she closed her eyes tightly. I looked towards the kitchen to find the woman with her eyes closed, one hand on her boob and the other hand inside her skirt. Meg began fucking my finger. I added another finger inside her and used my thumb to rub her protruding clit.

Suddenly, Meg stopped all movement and clamped her surprisingly strong vaginal wall on my fingers, trapping my fingers inside her almost painfully. She let out a piercing scream and began convulsing. I felt a hot liquid spraying my hand, OMG! She was squirting. I was delighted, this was a first for me. I glanced at the woman in the kitchen to find her convulsing in orgasm, her face was a face of pure concentration on the pleasure she was feeling. I couldn’t help but to feel proud to make two women orgasm at the same time and I hadn’t even touched the other one.

Meg brought me back to reality as she fumbled with the zip on my trousers. “You gotta put this thing in me right now,” she said breathlessly. I helped her with my trousers and she quickly discarded them on the floor, my boxers followed. She guided my cock into her opening and hissed as I bottomed out. I couldn’t believe it, I was finally buried balls deep inside a woman and it felt like heaven. I let out groan as I nudged her cervix.

Automatically, I started moving slowly in and out of her. Meg opened her eyes and looked straight into my eyes. I can only describe that feeling as intense. I didn’t know if it was my imagination but I’m sure I saw love in her eyes. I moved faster causing Meg to tighten her legs around my waist and scratch my back painfully with her long nails. She let out an ‘Oh, yesss,’ and began convulsing under me. Her pussy tightened around my dick in a velvety vice grip. I could feel my climax approaching and started pumping faster which caused Meg to convulse again. I think she was having multiple orgasms or a very long orgasm.

I couldn’t hold it anymore, releasing a low groan I spilled my seed inside her. I swear I saw stars as spurt after spurt of cum came out of me taking a piece of my life force each time. Meg let out a loud moan and squirted again squeezing my dick as if to extract more cum, and more cum she got. It was if I was climaxing all over again. Finally, it ended and I collapsed beside Megan panting. “Wow,” I said simply because no other words could describe what we just did.

“Wow, indeed. That was incredible. I never thought sex could be like that. I think you have just ruined sex with other guys. From this day on I’m only fucking you.” Megan had a big grin on her face, I was happy that she was happy. “This was great for me too. At least I made a girl cum on my first time,” I said whilst staring at ceiling. I felt Meg shift beside me and I looked at her to find her looking at me with a unreadable expression. “What?” I asked hoping she wasn’t gonna make fun of me.

“Nothing,” she replied simply looking away from me. Meg suddenly sat up and fixed her clothes, “Go and clean yourself up in my room. I’m gonna prepare something for us to eat.” I didn’t even get to reply as she went into the kitchen.

I made a beeline towards her room and picking up my clothes along the way. I dressed quickly and washed my hands. Heading towards the kitchen, I knew I needed to talk to Meg about the stuff about my virginity. Walking into the kitchen I was surprised to see Meg having an animated conversation with the maid I saw earlier.

Meg turned around and saw me standing at the door and her face lit up with a smile, “Tino, I want you to meet my mom.” My mouth dropped to ground, Meg’s mom was the voyeur.

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