Chapter 3 EPISODE 3

When I woke up the following morning, the first thing that I did was to rush to the mirror. My face was sore and painful but at least the slap marks had disappeared. My eyes were red and it hurt so much to open them. I opened the window and peeped to see if anyone in the vicinity. Remember I had locked myself inside so I had to climb out through the window and open the door. There was no one in the vicinity. Quickly, I climbed through the window and landed outside.

I was just about to open the door when Tracy or Nora, I couldn't tell the difference yet, came out of door number 17.

"Hey Jonny, are you coming back now since yesterday?" she asked. I didn't look at her because I didn't want her to see my face.

"Yeah, I slept at Ethan's."

"But Ethan and Alex were here last night looking for you."

"What! They were here? Did they say anything?" I had forgotten to hide my face.

"They just said that they wanted to see you. We told them you weren't around. Oh my goodness! What the hell happened to your face?"

"Oh this? I was stung by a wasp yesterday. But it's healing nicely."

Without saying anything else, I rushed away towards my mom's for breakfast. My sister looked at me once and burst out laughing. I gave her a warning look and she stopped immediately. I didn't feel safe here, what if Alex came back? He was a little bit stupid sometimes. I wasn't going to live in fear like this so I devised a plan. I took my phone and called my friend from a nearby village and explained the situation. I asked him to round up a few able bodied boys to help me with my situation. They were to rough Alex up so that he would leave me alone.

I met Alex at around 10 AM near a local filling station. He took one look at my guys and chickened out. I assured him that nothing had happened between me and Tracy. I managed to convince him that it was the beer. I don't know if it was the fact that he feared my guys or he believed me but he accepted my explanation. At least I could now breathe in peace. As I was going back home, I met Nora. We chatted as we walked together and I realized that she knew about my closeness with her twin sister but she didn't care. At the gate we parted and I passed by my mother's to have something to eat before I headed over to my place.

I came to my door and was surprised to find it unlocked. Cautiously, I pushed it open and peeped inside. I had been through a lot lately, hence the caution. The lights were off and I couldn't see properly but I was sure that there was someone in my house. I wasn't about to accept another beating so I decided to go back and come with people. However, before I could manage to pull myself back, someone grabbed me by the collar and roughly pulled me inside. The strength with which I was pulled scared the hell out of me and instinctively, my vocal cords decided it was time to sound the alarm. I let out a shriek of fear but all that came out was a hoarse whisper. My inability to scream must have sucked the remaining strength from my body. I felt my feet wobble as my knees threatened to give in. However, something in my subconscious kept me upright. As I hit the edge of my bed and slammed hard on my bouncy mattress, I felt soft hands and smelled a familiar fragrance. Tracy!

"Its me... Tracy. Calm down." she said hurriedly.

"How did you even get in? You scared the shit out of me."

"Stop whining and get in here." she said as she pulled me close and plastered a big kiss on my face.

I managed to close the door behind me albeit with a lot of difficulty. She was pulling me in all directions. In fact, she tore my shirt buttons as she took it off and flung it across the room. She was literally on fire. There was nothing under her skirt. She had come fully commando. I grabbed her hands and held her firmly before I pushed her on the couch. She had lit a fire in me that only she could put out. I could feel my manhood throbbing with anticipation as my heart went an extra mile to ensure blood reached all the right places. She almost ruined it with all the impatience but I pinned her firmly under me and trailed little pecs and nips down her neck and breasts. Using the tip of my tongue, I made little wet circles on her right nipple while my other hand gently pinched the other nipple. A grunt escaped her throat as I went down further. My tongue found her warm moist clit and she arched her back more giving me more space and freedom to work my magic. She moaned breathlessly when my manhood prodded the opening of her soft honeypot. Grabbing both sides of her hips, I eased myself slowly but deliberately into her. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath as I filled her completely. Her lips sucked me further and like a scabbard to a sword, she sheathed me to the hilt with warm soft flesh. It was pure bliss. I made a few tentative thrusts before I increased the frequency and strength of my thrusts. Her moans increased with the increase in speed and so did her grip tighten on my body. Her fingernails dug into my back but I was too preoccupied to feel it.

I experimented with all styles that I knew and those that I had yearned to use on her. I had never met anyone as needy as Tracy. Anyway, I was up to the task. Whatever her needs were, I took care of them for her. By the time I was done with her, she was begging me for a time out. I took my revenge on her for that near death experience she had given me earlier on. I took care to be soft on her though. I focused on her pleasure which in turn brought my own pleasure. The way she breathlessly moaned under the strokes lit a fire in me that refused to be put out.

"Do you want to kill me?" she asked and brought me back to reality.

"You started it." I replied.

Spent, we lay on the bed for another half hour cuddling and exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Occasionally, I felt Tracy's hands slide between my legs to fiddle with my flaccid manhood. At times, it flattered to life but I was too tired to do anything about it. In retaliation however, her left nipple stayed in my mouth as my index and ring fingers traced the edges of her raw honeypot. Once in a while I would slide them inside her and wriggle them tentatively. Everytime I did it, I felt her lips tighten around my fingers. Finally, Tracy announced that she had to go and clean herself up.

That evening, even if I had wanted, I couldn't meet Nora. Tracy had just made sure of that. I mean she had completely drained me. I needed time to recover my lost fluids. As I lay on my bed reminiscing the wild moments we had shared with her, my heart skipped a beat when I remembered that we hadn't used protection. In our rush to satisfy our needy bodies, we had thrown all caution to the wind. Tracy herself didn't seem bothered by that and that meant she had the situation handled. I slept like a baby that Saturday night.