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Blind Sex



My name is double.

At least that's what my friends call me.

Some say I have everything double.

I think they are right.

Anyways, I'm still an undergraduate, living with his parents.

My parents are committed and dedicated church workers.

The very best...

Or worst as the case may be.

Close to the point of fanatical.

So on one of my visits home, I went out on a ride and bumped into this lady.

She came down from her car while I held on to the steering with my heart beating so loud I could literally hear it.

She signalled me to wine down and when I did, she flashed me the most beautiful smile I had ever seen, and so instead of exchanging blows, we exchanged numbers.

Aunty took me to her panelbeater, paid for both our cars to be fixed, painted, ladies and gentlemen the cars were good as new.

I knew I was fine, but boy I didn't know I was that finnneeee.

We connected instantly and in a short time, the relationship snowballed into an amorous one

I'm an amorous guy so, I'm no stranger to exploring the waters of intimacy and sex with the skills of Phelps.

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My phone beeped that sunny Friday afternoon.

''My husband is out, you can come now...hurry.''

I replied...''Be there in a flash.''

I almost jumped out from my bed, my afternoon had been lazy as this was my last Friday, I was supposed to return to school after service on Sunday.

I couldn't wait to escape this boring house, so with my very erect penis throbbing at what was to come, I stumbled out of the house into the warm car of the uber driver I ordered immediately her text came in.

I was so horny and in no position to drive.

Thoughts of what was to come fingered my head till I didn't know I was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Until...

''Sir, what's the joke about, wanna share?'' The uber driver grinned too.

''Not now, not ever bro.'' I replied grinning all the way to paradise.

********************

She looked as beautiful as the midnight stars!

I quickly shut the door as she invited me in, to keep prying eyes outside.

I wasn't interested in taking in the sight of the beautiful mansion or short talks.

My interest stood in front of me.

Semi-naked and waiting.

Beautifully adorned in a see through dress that outlined her curvaceous body.

She was as hot as the sun, if not hotter in that dress.

She saw my dick as it grew hard and pushed outward, underneath my tight pants.

I smiled sheepishly and tired unsuccessful to hide my erection as it gave her a standing ovation, but hey, there are few options available when trying to hide 14 inches of rock solid hard meat.

She caught on and noticed my trigger again, so she reached out and hugged me, pressing her bosom and vagina hard against my body and planting a wet kiss on my lips.

''Follow me and...'' She put one finger to her lips, a signal to me to keep quiet and not talk. Perfect I thought within myself.

No words, just smiles as she took me by the hand and led me to the king size bedroom.

Taking charge of the moment, she freed my penis and stroked it as it dangled and grew harder in her hands.

I didn't even know I could grow any bigger.

Yet I did, proudly.

''Wow'' she whispered, smiled... You really aren't called double for nothing.'' She said.

I smiled sheepishly again and unzipped my pants, throwing my shirts on the floor and watching her strip bare. No panties, no bra just the transparent gown which she shed off with the expert of a world class fashion designer.

Kissing the tip of my cock, she looked at me lustfully and gently began stroking it with her fingers and at the same time, licking me all over, her mouth, warm and moist.

I had only had sex thrice.

The first was in my first year in school with my girlfriend from secondary school, we made a pact to disvirgin ourselves as soon as we got admission, I think that motivated me to pass jamb with flying colors.

The second and third were girls in my school, one was my course mate and the other was my lodge mate.

Those three times were nothing compared to this one time that hasn't even began.

She stood up, looked back at mez smiled and bent down on the bed, revealing her clean shaved vagina!

Quickly, I knew what to do, as she arched backwards, I positioned behind her, she was already wet, I could tell because I slid my finger inside her tight pussy and rolled it, watching her vibrate slowly as every inch of my finger slid into her.

Without wasting time, I guided my penis into her and attacked her vagina with vengeful thrusts, each thrust pushed her forward and she gasped as she tried to catch her breath with every thrust.

I gripped her waist with my left hand, while my right hand grabbed a hand full of ass.  The harder I pushed in and the deeper I penetrated her, the creamier she got till her juice were  dripping down my balls, while my cock slapped against her swollen clit in action.

Soon she started shaking like someone about to convulse, and I knew what was about to come next,

She was so damn quiet and I understood why, the neighbors must not hear, I chuckled and the intensity and risk involved made me harder.

I grabbed her waist hard and pushed myself in deeper, increasing my speed and thrusts like a mad man, she got hold of the pillow and pressing her face hard against it, screamed inside.

It was so intense, for a second I was scared thinking she might suffocate herself.

Soon, our bodies erupted in a massive convulsion as she climaxed against my body behind her!

**********************

I felt a presence around me and so I turned, lo and behold, there was a man staring point blank at me.

I froze.

I was about to shit my pants when she held my mouth as we both stared at the man together.

He stared at us with cold eyes I thought I was gonna die that day, then without a single word, he just turned and walked out of the room, as silent as he had entered.

I jumped down from the bed with the speed of light, hurried into my clothes and literally ran out of the house.

All the while, she was strangely calm, I was beginning to harbour weird thoughts.

Was this some fantasy or ritual fuck, psycho couples usually engage in?

When I tip toed out of the room, the man whom I figured was the husband, sat still unmoving, I quickly dashed out of the house and ran till I got a bike and went home.

*******************

Sunday came, and I was taking my gospel time preparing for church.

My parents had already left me with stern and clear warnings that If I don't come to church, no allowance for me.

They wanted to introduce me to their new pastor and brag about my achievements.

So I walked into the church, better late than never right.

I had just been ushered to the front row by an usher when lo and behold the preacher was no other but the husband of the woman I had just fucked two days ago.

I almost fainted.

How could this be!

Then his stare was fixated on me.

Still staring at me, he said.

''If you know you have been sleeping with another person's wife or husband, come out now for deliverance.''

I was stunned.

I froze, I couldn't breathe. I was sweating profusely in the church.

He repeated it again.

''If you know you are coveting another man's wife or husband, I do not want to point you out because the Holy spirit has already shown me, please come out now for deliverance. Last warning.''

Some people started coming out reluctantly.

''One more person, You there, yes you. This is your last chance''

He was looking at me again.

Shit...this man will call me out. I swore under my breath and mustered courage I never knew I had and stood up. I didn't know how I got to my feet but I walked to the altar, feeling the burning stares on my back.

I joined the other fornicators and wives coveters in front.

Surprisingly, no women were among...only men. I wonder who they were sleeping with.

I caught a glimpse of the pastor's wife, my partner in crime.

She was actually standing behind us and her head was bent as if she was praying but I knew better and I could have sworn she was trying hard not to laugh.

This woman must be a psycho to find this situation funny.

What kind of sick psycho did I sleep with.

Then after we had repeated the prayers, ushers came to hug and shake our hands.

She came straight to me, hugged me and with laughter in her voice, whispered, ''he is blind.''

Still laughing she acted like she was singing and laughing in joy for our souls.

Only I knew what just happened.

Shit shit shit...he had been blind all along.

He never saw us and he was never looking at me...the man is blind... He didn't see shit!!!

It was all in my head!!!

Shit shit shit!!!

Why didn't she tell me.

No Wonder she was calm.

Now I know why she has been laughing. She must find this whole thing funny... This woman is really a psycho.

And as I turned to go back to my seat, my parents were staring right at me.

They were not blind and they were not laughing.

Shit...I'm finished!!!

The end


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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