In mid-December, Nana and I decided to go together to a house party that another expat, a guy named Chike, was throwing in a neighboring town. He had an entire mansion to himself, as was often the case when people were working out in the countryside. It was a fun party, full of English teachers from all over the area. We hadn’t intended to stay overnight, but a surprise thunderstorm (not unusual for that time of year) ended up making the roads temporarily impassable. So everyone there had to stay overnight.
Chike let Nana and I crash in a small, empty room upstairs. We had a single blanket to share between us and two small cushions we stole from a couch. We each slept in our underwear, huddled up against each other for warmth.
I awoke, just as the first light was appearing in the sky, to find myself curled up against Nana, my arm around her and my cock snug against her ass. I had an enormous erection. Groggy and still a little drunk, I instinctively began rubbing my cock up and down the crack of her ass, not thinking about whether this might violate any of her various rules.
The movement caused Nana to wake, at least for a moment, and she instinctively pushed back against my cock. Encouraged, I slid down my boxers and began rubbing my now-freed cock against the crack of her ass. She gave no signs of objecting.
I continued like this for several minutes, no doubt hoping that, if I was persistent enough, she might decide to finish me off in some way so I left her alone. hat happened next surprised me, though. In a very groggy voice, she just said, “Go ahead, you can stick it in. Just be quick.”
“Really?” I replied, “But I don’t have a condom.”
“It’s okay, I’m on birth control.”
Not waiting for her to change her mind, I quickly slid her panties down and lined up my cock. Slowly, gently, I pushed inside. It had been so long since I’d had sex without a condom that I had forgotten how wonderful it felt.
As I grasped her hips and began slowly thrusting in and out, it finally dawned on me that we were violating her second rule as well. I was doing the work and was using my hands while I did it. But she didn’t protest. Over the next few minutes, I continued to test the boundaries. Eventually, with my free left hand, I felt my way up and under her shirt, until I was grasping one of her breasts. It was everything I had imagined, so squishy and perfect.
As I continued to build up speed, thrusting as deeply as I could, I began to get a reaction out of her. It was subtle at first, but before long, I could tell by her ragged breathing that she was very much turned on by what was happening.
While I didn’t dare reach out to touch her clit with my fingers, not knowing how she would react and not wanting to spoil the encounter, I did change the angle of my penetration, moving my whole body up a bit until my cock was penetrating her very shallowly and the tip was crashing right against the front wall of her vagina.
Within a minute of me doing this, it was clear it was having some kind of effect. Nana was breathing very rapidly and her hand reached back and touched my hip, which I took as a signal to keep doing what I was doing.
Sensing she was nearing an orgasm, I leaned forward and began to kiss the back of her neck, which was the closest we had ever come to actually kissing. This caused her to gasp. I then began to nibble her earlobe, which elicited further gasps. Finally, sensing she was on the verge of a spectacular climax, I began whispering in her ear, “you are so goddamn sexy…you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met..”
Before I could even finish what I was about to say, Nana belted out “oh god, Lanre” and then came harder than I’ve ever seen anyone come, shaking and spasming and almost convulsing as it washed over her. The sound she made when coming, an involuntary sort of squeal, was everything I hoped it would be, and as her pussy clenched around my cock, I came as well, filling her with my cum.
We didn’t say anything for some time, both of us just lying there, trying to catch our breath. Eventually, she spoke. “I would not have believed that was possible if it didn’t just happen.”
“I’m sorry I broke the rules.”
“Oh fuck the rules, Lanre. If that wasn’t a learning experience, I don’t know what is. And the truth is, all this fooling around without ever coming was making me mental.”
I smiled. “So where does that leave us?”
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