THE PLAYBOY SAGA

I had not seen my mom for a while so when she sent me bus fare to go and see her during the holidays, I was happy. Unknown to me, this would turn out to be the most exciting phase of my otherwise boring life. You see, my parents were separated and I lived with my dad. I had also joined college and while I was there, I had discovered hidden treasures of pleasure in the female gender. It was exciting. My dad was a strict and a no-nonsense type of guy. With him, I didn't get to play my mischief. On the other hand, my mom was soft and lax.

I could do anything I wanted when I was with her without getting into trouble. Therefore, when an opportunity arose for me to make a choice of with whom to spend my April holidays, I chose my mother without blinking.

After a harrowing journey, I arrived on a rainy Thursday evening soaked to the bone. I had gotten lost two times, changed cars three times and was harassed by rude Matatu touts more times than I could count. The rain on the other hand, had chosen that of all days, to punish the earth and everyone in it. To make matters worse, the road was not tarmacked so taxi cars could not ferry people in that weather. The only option was to use a motorcycle to get home. The hard part was to find a rider desperate and experienced enough to brave the weather. By the time I arrived, the rain had had its way with me. The only thing that wasn't soaked was my phone. The only reason it had survived the battering of the rain was because I had wrapped it using a polythene paper. My step sister met me at the gate and after an awkward hug, she led me to my sleeping quarters. It was a one roomed rental house. My mother's two roomed house could not fit all of us. At my age it was a taboo as a grown African man to share a house with my own mother. As I carried my things to my room, I could see curious faces peeping at me from half open doors. I didn't give it a lot of thought. People were bound to be curious especially when a new person moved in.

After meeting my family and eating supper I retired to my room to rest. I was tired after the long journey. I had been traveling for almost the whole day and to make matters worse, the rain had seen to it that the remaining strength in me had been drained. However, the devil had other plans for my tired body. A few seconds later, there was a knock on my door. I groaned and silently cursed whomever was disturbing me at that ungodly hour. My body had just relaxed and grown used to the comfy mattress. I reluctantly dragged my limp body and I opened the door. My sister came in. She wasn't alone. She was with another girl with long, dark hair and a bewitching pair of dimples. She had tied her silky hair into a beautiful ponytail at the back of her head. At the sight of her, my body sobered up immediately and my gentlemanly manners came back. I invited them in and ushered them in to sit on the bed. There were no chairs in my new room, a godsend coincidence. My sister introduced the new girl as Tracy.

We talked until late into the night, telling stories and jokes. I enjoyed Tracy's company. She had bewitching eyes. You could easily get lost in her gaze. She was shy but I could see that she was into my stories. Somehow my sister went out to pick something but she never came back. She had literally set me up with her friend! For a moment there I was afraid that I would ruin things before they had even began. After all, I was just a beginner in these matters. I could tell that Tracy was into me. However, my beginner status in this game made it hard for me to initiate a conversation with her. I could see it in her eyes when disappointment set in. She must have expected me to posses tons of experience considering I was already in college. It was starting to get weird. Tracy expected me to make the first move. Finally, something came over me and I decided to go for it.

Nervously, I put my hand out and felt her long hair. She did not recoil. A good sign.

"You have very beautiful hair." I said sheepishly.

"You like it?" she asked.

I nodded. My hormones had flared up and my body was on fire. I had never felt like this before. Maybe it was the hair. I had a fetish for long unbraided hair. Maybe it was her easy going nature. This was new territory and I was treading on the murky waters of seduction. I knew that I was on the right track because bit by bit, Tracy was surrendering more of herself to me. Pretty soon, her head rested on my lap and I kept on stroking her hair slowly letting wisps of long soft hair sift through my fingers.

"I feel like I've known you forever." I told her.

"Really? You just met me."

"Yeah. But I feel so peaceful and at ease around you."

"So do I."

We talked until late into the night. I was afraid of rushing things and ruining it all. If I made a move, Tracy might have thought that I only wanted to use her. Now, I wanted to make things last longer with her. Even if I did not like it, I had to bid my time. A time would come when I would have her all to myself and we could do anything we wanted without fear. After some time, Tracy informed me that she had to go home. She explained that she didn't want to scare her family. I understood. In my fascination with her, I had forgotten that she had to go home. My tiredness had mysteriously disappeared.

The next morning, I woke up late. My eyes felt heavy and my face felt like spiders had been crawling on it the whole night. Anyway, I filled a jug with some water and decided to go out and wash my face. I opened the door and stepped into the corridor. Just as I did that, my bare chest bumped into someone. I felt my rough hairy skin collide with a soft fluffy chest. The impact sent the jug flying into the air, dumping half of the water on the intruder as the rest splashed on my face. When I looked up, Tracy's bewildered face looked down at me with disbelief. Her nicely straightened hair was now wet and curly. Her blouse clung to her skin and I could see her nipples pointing at me from the meager silk concealment. I felt my groin grow warm and rise to life.

"Am so sorry, I didn't see you coming out." she said as she helped me to my feet.

"I am the one who should be sorry, I didn't check where I was going." I replied to try and ease the tension. Instinctively, I crossed my legs in an attempt to hide my protruding boner. However, the devil had other plans. As she helped me up, her hand missed for a moment and landed on my hard shaft! She withdrew her hand so fast it was as if she had been burned. The fleeting touch sent shockwaves throughout my body and I had to support myself on the door post with my hand. Slowly her eyes lowered and fixated on the bulge. I cringed. The embarrassment cooled and deflated my bulge like a balloon. I hurriedly excused myself but not before I saw a lustful look in her eyes as she also fled the crime scene. I made sure to mark the door she entered. It was room number 17. I was in number 13. I smiled to myself as I went to my mom's for breakfast.

As I entered into my mother's living room, I heard my sister's voice and another familiar one. No way! I had seen Tracy run into her house a few seconds ago with my own eyes. I opened the door and confirmed that it was her alright.

"Is there a shortcut here that I don't know?I swear I just saw you enter your house a few seconds ago." I asked her.

"I have been here since I woke up, that must have been Nora, my twin sister."

"Oh shit!" I muttered inaudibly.

My sister looked up at me and smiled wickedly. She knew!

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The whole day, I avoided the twins. The idea that I might have just messed up my chances would not leave my mind. I could not however get my mind away from the thought of the twins. The fact that they were identical made it all wierd. It was a mystery I wanted to solve.In my mind I had it that there were two Tracy's. We had just bonded and talked with the real Tracy but I felt like unsatisfied. Knowing one of the identical twins felt incomplete until I knew the other oner. It was like they were two halves of a whole.

I mean I could not even differentiate between them yet I needed to know both of them. Tracy behaved as if nothing had happened between us. Even when I found her with my sister, she was composed. She did not even behave like we had bonded.

Deep in my heart, I wanted my sister to hook me up with Nora since they were friends too. I kept peeping through my door to see if I could get a glimpse of her. At around noon, my sister left with one of the twins to buy vegetables for lunch. I didn't not know which of the twins had been left behind so I decided to go out and find out. As I opened the door, a text popped on my phone and I almost ignored it thinking it was a notification that my internet bundles had been depleted. However, as fate would have it, I flipped my phone and read the notification.

"Hello, I wanted to apologize for bumping into you this morning and spilling your water in. I didn't mean to touch your "yam" either. Nora."

My heart skipped a beat. No doubt my sister had given her my number. She was a genius. I thought about what to reply. It should have been something witty but not too naughty or too plain so I typed.

"Apologies accepted. Sorry for ruining your haido. My "yam" accepts your apology too."

To that, she replied with one of those smiley face emoji. A good sign. That meant that she liked my response. We chatted for a little bit before she excused herself to finish her house chores. I had her under my spell now. My mystery was taking shape now. Soon, I would solve it.

That evening, I decided to go out and explore the area and meet my boys' squad. We used to meet in a local pub to play pool and some FIFA. My boys were happy to see me after such a long time. Ethan for example bought me a mug of a local potent beer for old time's sake. Did I tell you the story about Ethan by the way? No? Okay let me tell you.

So, during my last visit, I had noticed that Ethan ,my best friend, had been making advances to my sister. This was all wrong and against our bro code. Under no circumstance should any of my boys make any advances to my sister. That was the rule and they knew it. I was very overprotective of her. However, Ethan must have thought that he was too big and strong that he could do anything. He did it right in front of my eyes and tried to brag about it to the boys. I guess she liked him back but I was having none of it. One day, I ambushed him in a secluded corner of the market and confronted him about it.

"Dude, what the hell do you think you are doing trying to seduce my sister?"

"So it is okay for you to poach any girl you like but we cannot do it? I guess I'm just her type, after all, isn't she a girl like all the others?" he sneered.

"That's my sister we are talking about. I won't have you talking about her like that."

"What the hell are you going to do? Beat me? I am gonna smash her if I so wish."

I had heard enough. I dived at him like a bulldog and speared him to the ground. He attempted a feeble headlock on me but I was determined to settle the issue once and for all. I pinned him to the ground and sat on his stomach and began raining blows on his face. By the time our friends pulled me off him, he was missing two front teeth. He apologized thereafter and we became friends again. My sister never found out. The rest of my squad kept their distance from my sister since that day.

Anyway, after the beer we talked about typical boys stuff and bragged about how many girls we had smashed. The beer got the better of me and I found myself blurting.

"Remember, Tracy? Hic... I... smashed her last night... Hic... And I am gonna smash her twin sister too."

The whole room went quiet. You could have heard an ant whisper in the silence.

"What the fuck did you just say?" It was Alex. He was huge. While I was away he had started working out and had even established his own local gym. He advanced on me, his huge arms swinging limply on his sides. I was doomed!

The sight of Alex towering above me sobered me up immediately. I scuttled backwards until the counter stopped me. There was no more room. I curled up into a pathetic ball and started sweet talking to him. Still, he inched closer with every step.

"Calm down bro, I was just kidding." I tried to calm him.

Alex did not even listen to me. My good friends, do you know that slap at the back of your head that sends you staggering forward? We call it an escort slap back at home. Well, I got it on top of a thousand kicks and Superman punches. Good thing I was fast. My legs saved me. I shot out of the pub so fast that I knocked down two revelers standing at the door. They too stood up and fled in different directions thinking that the devil had come to collect his people. I did not stop running until I was a safe distance from our gate. Still, I kept a watchful eye in case Alex had decided to follow me.

I learned later that Alex was trying to seduce Tracy and he had warned the boys against going close to her. Nobody had warned me that she was marked territory. I started thinking at the back of my head how we needed to kick Alex out of our boys' club. We could not have a Dwayne Johnson who fights like Jet Li in our squad. I swear the guy knows karate and kung fu. At least he didn't break my teeth. I freaking loved them.

Anyway, that night I sneaked past the gate keeping to the darkness and avoiding light. I locked my room from outside and climbed through the window and slept. Anyone who came would think that I was not in. I didn't want to risk being seen like this. I mean, Alex's fingers had left red marks on my cheeks and my eyes were swollen. I didn't have the moods for either Tracy or Nora that night. Nora texted but I ignored it. Was she worth being beaten for like this? I was still afraid that Alex would tell Tracy about the beating he had given me. My only hope was that my face would be okay by morning.

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.