Guy Next Door?

Guy Next Door? (An Erotica).

Mama used to call me greedy Oyiza as a child. I would eat and eat until my belly stretched pasts it’s limit and remnants of food that couldn’t be swallowed teased my throat. Some times, I think that greed grew with me and morphed into something uncontrollable. As a child it was food, as a teen it was money, I started working as early as 15 and had my own small thriving business at 21. Now as an Adult woman in her 30’s? It was fucking. I could never get enough. The first two years of my 30’s was a blur caused I breezed through it fucking anything in skirts and pants. Yes my greed did not respect gender. And so In my third year, I decided to turn a new leaf, live a new life, be celebate as you all say…..that is, until I moved to Portharcourt where I met Seyi. Lean frame, dark as charcoal, Taller than God Seyi.

Seyi was my next door neighbor and we had something in common.Nudity. You’d never find me clad in clothes in my self contain apartment on 27 Cleopatra street,Eche. And I came to find out that Seyi had a thing for nakedness too after an embarrassing incident. On this particular day, I was feeling lazy and had just finished watching a series on Netflix. I was hungry so I decided to fix something for myself to eat. I entered my kitchen and opened my window for “natural” light and I was met with a sight that still burns into my brain till this day. Seyi stood in his kitchen with his own windows open, naked as the day he was born, eating out of his pot with an erection that made me think of the phrase “hung like a horse”. I must admit, I was glued to that sight for over a minute, salivating and thinking dark rough thoughts, like edging and a really sore pussy. The moment I decided that maybe I’d had enough of that core ruining sight, he raised his head, spoon In hand, still chewing what I suspected was pasta and caught me, his eyes widened in surprise, before I saw a flicker of “hunger” pass over him and then I realized I was naked too. I still think of what he must have seen. Puckered nipples, a slight belly pouch from too much wine and my own horny gaze.The moment passed and I quickly shut my window, murmuring an apology I was sure he didn’t hear.

I know you think I would avoid Seyi after that incident but no. Trust me, you wouldn’t see what I saw and ignore it . Never. The next time I saw Seyi was when I cooked a meal and walked to his door step in my shortest shorts. I wasn’t trying to seduce him I promise, I just like shorts. He invited me into his home after we exchanged pleasantries and introduced ourselves, I unveiled my sumptuous meal, (the actual meal guys) and he appreciated it. Soon we were eating the meal together, laughing and joking until he said. “So you don’t wear clothes at home too?” I laughed awkwardly and replied “I just like to be free you know”. The air had changed with that conversation and I could feel myself warming up to something. He then boldly asked me why I kept on looking at him till he caught me that day. I was unsure of how to answer the question but I just told him, “ because I liked what I saw” . And you guyssss…guess what? He offered to show me again!!!

Right there on his couch, Seyi pulled out his impressive dick and put my hands on it. At first I was shy, I sat down, ass on the back of my legs on his widespread beige couch, my hands on his dick looking into his eyes. His other hand had already rounded to my butt and he was caressing it gently with grips from time to time. I kept my hands on his dick, unsure of what to do until he looked at me and asked “well?”.

I know it seems like I was shy, but like all shy, medicated glass wearing, 5’4 women, I was only a little demon waiting to be awakened. I smiled at him and said “well really impressive”. Then I went down on him. I flicked the tip of his dick first, teasing and sucking lightly at first, before going down all the way to the base. (Errrrr, couldn’t reach the base). Had to use my hands, I could feel his pants and the hard breathing from his stomach. As I took my sucking intentionally, I received ass smacks, every suck I took earned me a smack. Smacks that were beginning to make my own pussy water sweetly. Soon I had a mixture of saliva and Precum in my mouth and like all throat goats; get this, I spit it all on his dick and started using my hands to jack him off, tears were already falling down involuntary from my eyes(talk about gag reflex) and as I took a long pull of his dick and looked up to find his head thrown back, I smiled. Then he looked at me, cradling my face in one hand and said “you look so beautiful taking all of me” before a wicked glint entered his eyes and he gently pushed my head back down on his dick, kept his hand on my head and started fisting the fingers of his other hand inside my already drenched pussy. He found that I was already weyt amusing I guess, because he chuckled and said, “you like taking a dick in your mouth don’t you?” I responded with a muffle and he pressed my head down harder, almost choking me, soon we fell into a Rythm of my head bobbing up and down, taking his dick and him flexing his fingers inside my pussy, subtly promising a good fuck.