Comfort F*u*c*k

“gerroouuutt!!!!” she screamed on top of her voice. I listened again as a male’s voice was trying to offer an explanation. “I said geeerrrooouuttt of my room!!!” “out!!”  She kept shouting angrily. 

The door was open so I knocked and went in. sitting on the bed, sobbing bitterly was Monica, while a handsome looking dark skinned guy was standing opposite her, looking confused. He was trying to say something but it was obvious Monica wasn’t listening as she kept screaming, asking him to leave her room. 

I stood, not knowing what next to do. My first instinct was that the guy was her boyfriend, ken who she talks about each time. I decided to leave and let them sort themselves out as they were evidently having a misunderstanding. 

“Ken, leave my room, now!” “Please hear me out.” The ken wanted to explain but Monica was visibly furious. I had not seen her that way before. The morning she almost attacked Hilary made me realize she could be temperamental, but seeing her like this made me have a feeling she would stab the guy if she had a knife within her reach. 

“please, just go, you can return another time.” I said calmly to Ken. He looked at me and tried to explain something to me. I didn’t want to hear whatever it was that was causing quarrel between the both. 

“Just come back tomorrow morning, maybe she will feel better afterwards and listen to you.” I said to him. 

“gerroouuuttttttt!!! And never come back here again!” Monica yelled at him, as if to concur with what I said. He looked defeated, then he moved to the door and left. I stood for a few minutes, not knowing exactly what to do after he had left. I still had the bottle of red wine I bought in my hands, and the only thing in my mind was to go to my room, drown myself with the wine and sleep off. 

I decided to go back to my room but the sobs from Monica increased tremendously. She was crying as tears poured down freely from her eyes and wet the pillows she hugged. I advanced to where she sat on the bed and sat close to her. 

I watched as she cried and I felt for her. Her tears touched my heart and I was moved with compassion to console her. I gently moved the pillow away from her, brought her close and made her lean on me. She buried her head on my shoulders and started sobbing like a kid. I gave her my hankie and she used it in removing catarrh from her nose. 

“how could he do this?” she said in between her sobs. “I trusted him.” She said. “it’s ok.” I said, caressing her back as she leaned on my shoulders.  

“its ok.” I said to her. After some minutes, she seemed to have taken a hold of herself. Her eyes was swollen and reddish. She still held me tight as we sat together on the bed. I gently rubbed her back, extending my hands towards her lower back, ribs and tommy. I felt her breathing increase a bit as she exhaled deeply. 

“thanks for coming to my rescue.” She finally said as she lifted her head from my shoulders. 

“Where is your roommie?” I asked. “She travelled. She was supposed to return this evening but she said she will comeback early tomorrow morning.”  I tried to engage her in small talks to take her mind off whatever it was that happened between her and her beloved ken. I felt discussing it with her at this point will open the wound again and she may start sobbing over again. But my efforts to keep her hearts out of the matter was unyielding as she picked on the topic once more. 

“how could he?” she said, almost with tears in her eyes. “After everything we’ve been through together!” she exclaimed. I wish I had the answers to her question, I wished I could make her stop the crying, I wanted to remove the pains in her heart. How else was I going to remove the pains in her heart? 

Her heart was so heavy as she started crying again. I brought her close once more and she hugged me tight. My hand found its way on her back once more, and as I caressed her back, she looked up to me, placing her lips close to mine. I bent a bit and our lips touched. The touch must have ignited a spark in us . 

We started kissing passionately, sucking on each other’s tongue like our life depended on it. All of a sudden, our hands were busy, tearing on each other’s clothes. I was leading the way and she was following swiftly. I moved her clothes and helped her remove mine as we kissed on each other’s exposed flesh; lips, forehead, throat, chest. 

When I finally let loose the bra, I moved for her br’eas’t and sucked at them. She held my head, pressing it against her br;eas.t as she threw her head backwards in reckless abandon. She moaned softly as I sucked her nipples, kissing her tommy, throat and thighs. 

She moved her hand expertly on my shorts, stroking my dikkk which was already hard and full of anticipation. I removed her pants and perceived the sweet womanly smell of wetness dripping from between her legs.  I moved my mouth upwards again to her brea’st, sucking and teasing them with my tongue, while I caressed her laps. She was filled with hunger as I observed her hips movement. 

She was moaning softly, and tugging on my dikkk, indicating she was ripe for the plucking. I reached for my condom, tore it open and wore it. I patted her legs, moved my hips towards her widely spread legs. I guided the tip of my dick expertly into her wet veegee and thumped into her, pausing a bit to savor the sudden warmth that had enveloped my dikkk before banging away. 

As I banged her, she spread her legs wider, moving her hips in rhythm and raising it up a bit to receive my thrust. Her moans enveloped the room, bouncing off the walls and reverberating systematically. 

I moved one of her legs upwards, resting it on my shoulder as I banged her. with each thrust, I lifted the leg I was holding a bit up and towards me, making provision for her c’unt to wrap fully on my dikk, and indirectly hitting her a’rs’’e with my laps as I thumped her on the process. This did the trick as she started throbbing and moaning out loudly. 

I felt her veegee muscles yank and contract as she clim.axed fully. I held her steadily, as I maintained my thumping deeply into her contracting muscle, making her or.ga.sm a memorable one as she screamed and moaned loudly. . . “ohhh my goshhh. . .” I let go the leg I held, moved sideways and held the second leg resting on my arms as I fvcked her from the sideways. 

She held on the wall firmly as I thumped her veegee. I held her ar’se, patting it slightly as I thumped into her. She extended her leg and rested it on the wall, providing more space for my dkk to rock her veegee.  

When she clim.axed the second time, I felt her body go into spasm as I held her bre’east in my arms and thumped her. She pressed the hand holding her br’east firmly against her br’eas’t as she spoke in some language I couldn’t understand. 

When the excitement was uncontrollable, I let loose and thumped her ferociously until I came. We both sprawled na.ke.d on the bed and slept of, my used condom beside my unopened bottle of red wine.

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Such was the position we were in the morning when the door opened and ken and the roommate, kehinde opened the door and walked in on us. All hell was let lose. . .

 

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"I heard you fvcked with her." Hilary remarked to me in my room one evening. It had been two days since the incident, and I was curious how she found out about it. They were a close group of friends, and news circulates in cycles.

Her expression indicates that she wanted to hear the whole story. "How did you find out about it?" I inquired, and she grinned. SO what I heard was true?  "That's good for her. That's fantastic! She's a horrible hypocrite! "She deserved it!"

"That's unreasonable and unfair ." "I told her." "That scumbag deserves it!" When she discovered out about us that morning, she pretended I was the devil. She claimed she was concerned for her roommate."

"I wish I could have been there to witness the scene." She said, mischievously laughing. "Tell me what happened?" she teased, grabbing my shoulders. She was really interested in hearing the story, possibly to spite Monica. My memory of the incident was still fresh. It wasn't my most proud moment.