My Mother's Boyfriend

BAD RECEPTION

I have cheated with my cousin's boyfriend. My eyes are downcast,my titties are downcast too.My legs crossed to hide what is between them. 

She is staring at me, her hands akimbo. Her eyes are hovering all over my body. Of course she has better hips. I bet she is wondering how this 'skinny' b***h managed to lay him. 

"So shameless. So a pretend you are Tyra. Huh!"

Her words enrage me at the same time engulf me into deep guilt. It's not like I knew the two are together. She needs to slow on this. I want to shout and shut her up! But I remember that she is going to be my host for the next couple of weeks. 

"I have nothing to say cousin."

"Of course you don't! What is your aunt going to say about you? That the spirit of your mother has sent you to sleep with your cousin's boyfriend?"

This bullet words shoot my mind. As sharp as swords may never be, they s***h my naked body into shreds of confusion. What have I done! The grave reality of this quickie evening comes over my heart all over a sudden. I slide with my bare back down onto the ice cold tiled bathroom floor. my body is numb. if one cut it, blood would flow out in ice cubes. i am shivering not from cold, but from the BLESSING! This girl is terrible! the fact that she was more beautiful than I, made matters worst. 

"I just so sorry Blessing!" I grieve.

"Don't even mention it. Out on your rags, we are getting late."

I gather some effort to rise up. She sounds like she partially understands the situation.

"I don't just get it. Joe, with all these pretty being I am for you, you went to sample a nitwit, and worst of all my cousin?

"Babe, I am sorry, we can talk about this. Please pretty."

He holds her by the waist. Slides his hands up to her shoulders and then strokes her hair. She knows how to clam her, not only that, how to overpower her. 

ME?

I am tucked in nakedness, waiting to be told what to do next. My best cousin is now my adversary, and she is going to be my host.They are mumbling things I cannot here. She wants him to let her go but he holds onto her tighter. I stare into the mirror, my minds shudders. A metaphorical contrast of a couple cuddling and I standing their naked traumatize my eyes. I quickly tiptoe into a corner where my clothes  were thrown during the scramble for cookie. 

"No. Tell me now, in fact, Tyra...come." Commands Blessing.

"Tell me babe," she goes on, "was she sweeter than me?"

"Come on Babe." Grunts Joe. 

Joe is so cornered here, such a charming man. He is being forced to speak the unspeakable. He is so withdrawn. His long face is itchy. I scratched it. At least I left a mark over there. He is nursing my wounds, the wounds of a virgin lioness. He doesn't want to speak. But he has to. Because he is at stake of losing another beefy damsel next to her. I want to shout this to him. I know he loved every bit of it! Blessings voice grows hoarse when Joe steals a glance at me.I turn my eyes away and concentrate on dressing up. 

"Is she sweeter than me?"

"She is not babe."

What is wrong with men? Men can get this cruel? Is this the reason why my mama cheated? 

"Show me!" She gets onto her short pulling it down. 

"Wait, what? Joe shouts. 

"I said show, she was not sweet right? Shoe me or loose me!"

She grabs him. In a clear show off of might and splendor to intimidate me. She pulls off her strapless top and throws it to me. She lifts her leg onto his hip that he may hold it. Her titties sway in their bra like a choir readying for a ramshackle showdown!

"Can we ask her out, Please."

"No. She remains here."

Her hands die for his head, places it onto her face and juicy kissing ensues. I am uncomfortable but the first lady has commanded that I don't leave now that I entered the Kingdom without her permission. I am feeling bad and good. The abnormality is teasing me up and I start moving up and down. 

"Blessing.." I call on her.

"Stand there! You here me, do stand there! Or we go clean our dirty linen before our parents."

He gets into the mood, hi abs stretch as Blessings helps him get off his tees. She lashes her tongue onto his chest and goes down towards the boxer. She pauses to steal a glace at me. I shy away. f**k! She really wants to make me feel it! She is working hard. It is now beyond struggling. 

He grabs her and throw her onto the bed. She shudders, a sudden fear comes over, she now gets careful and tactical. She brings Joe down and she gets on to. She ass protrudes from her thong. She was really curved for s*x! I want to smile but I remember that I should act right to make her feel queen!

"Are you sure about this?" Joe hisses.

"What are you waiting for? She pants.

He tries to bring her down, but she resists! She is acting sexy here.

"Just wait and relax!" 

She unleashes his manhood from his boxer and gulps it into her mouth. He groans and moans. I guess she is biting it at some point. Sounds good but not me, I will puke immediately. Does she have to go all that extent to prove a point? Poor women! Poor us!

Soon her overpowers him. He is up straight and too hard! I want a bite too. He gets between her legs and my cousin turns into a crying machine. She begins to wail. He tries harder to start off but she wails harder. He lifts her up and stroking her from sideways but he cannot She pushes him hard away from her body. He looks down his waist and exclaims!

"You are bleeding!"

"Just go on!"

"Go on with what? You can't have s*x with me, you always cry. I understand  you are a virgin."

He grabs his towel.

"Okay fine, I was on my periods! But this is the last day."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Coz I feel painful!"

"That is not my problem. Your cousin is a virgin but she has handled it!" 

Why did he have to say that! Blessing hurriedly gets into her clothes and makes way out. I follow her up. Water splashes in the shower as i follow her down the stairs.