Beyond Redemption

Once the door closed behind them they entered a world of unbridled pleasure. Tim pulled her to him almost roughly and their lips went to war against each other. Titi moaned and gasped as his tongue found the depth of her mouth, sparking off crazy little fires in her head. Almost of their volition her hands snaked to the swiftly emerging bulge in his trousers. He gasped and raked the front of her shirt, groping and grasping her breasts.

‘‘Oh….um…let me,’’ she moaned against his mouth and broke free. Dark desire enlarged her pupils as she yanked off her shirt to reveal formidable mangoes almost breaking free of her bra. Tim was hypnotized as she reached for the clasp of her bra and her boobs leaped into passionate independence.

‘‘What are you waiting for?’’ she cooed in her sultry Toni Braxton voice.

Tim’s trance was broken. He went for her offerings with both mouth and fingers. He licked, sucked and nipped her engorged nipples. The banjo he played with her aureoles drove her wild. Their legs trembled. Just before they gave way Tim stretched his hand and pulled down the family-size Mouka mattress leaning against the far wall. They collapsed on it.

Tim decisively divested her of her skirt and panties. Once her underwear slid past her ankles Titi unashamedly threw her long legs wide. Tim’s hungry lips dug into her genitalia and researched her clitoris like a PhD student writing a paper on his favourite subject. Titi bit her tongue to hold back the undiluted ululation seizing her throat. She failed woefully once his tongue found her Grafenberg spot. Unalloyed pleasure tore her entire being from limb to limb. None of her former lovers had ever made her go sweetly mad like this. Tim’s face was bathed in her female juices. He could almost hear the throbbing of his penis which strained valiantly against the fabric of his trousers. But so huge was his delight in eating this much-desired pussy; so great was his sense of power in conquering this paradise; so aromatic was the dish she served.

‘‘I am….’’ Titi’s yell was choked off as she convulsed mightily. Her long legs descended unceremoniously on Tim’s head. Somehow, despite her writhing and the pounding of her legs atop him, Tim’s mouth remained affixed to the centre of her gravity. When she finally exploded it was thunder at the pearly gates.

Tim gently lowered her legs and raised himself till his face was close to hers. Titi’s eyes were closed in bliss, her oval, beautifully browned face bathed in a beatific smile. Her long lashes drooped in happy surrender. She felt his hot breath and opened her eyes.

‘‘I thought you had joined the ancestors.’’ Tim’s pleasantly ugly face lit up in a wicked smile.

‘‘Me, too. A great way to join them.’’ She reached out and wrapped her arms around him, kissed him lightly.

‘‘Thank you, loverboy. Nobody ever gave it to me so good.’’

‘‘Not even Jaiye?’’ Tim could not help the spark of triumph that overcame the quickening of his conscience as he asked the question.

‘‘Not even him, you arrogant bastard.’’ Titi smiled as she spoke honestly.

‘‘Kai, such unladylike language from a mission-school product. Anyway, I will take it as a compliment.’’ He traced his nails on her nipples drawing an involuntary quickening of breath from her.

‘‘Time for you to reciprocate,’’ he whispered hungrily against her lips.

‘‘Your wish is my command,’’ she whispered back.

Hot lust tingled through her body as she watched Tim get rid of his sartorial encumbrances with commando-like speed. He put his entire lean body in her capable hands. Titi ate his nipples, dug her long nails into his sides and thoroughly sucked every inch of his penis till there was nothing left in the pipeline. Sweat and sperm mingled with the entanglement of their limbs. They reached nirvana repeatedly. Then Tim turned her over doggy-style and rammed into her repeatedly till her cries for harder drives became incoherent ramblings. Their mutual climax was in an entanglement of hip against hip, groin against groin.

Their affair continued on a roller-coaster of illicit delights. They knew it would end someday but that day seemed so far, it would never come. Then Jaiye Kayode phoned his fiancée from Canada to tell her he would be home to complete all the marriage rites and take her back with him to his station in Ottawa. Titi nearly died when the call ended. She set up a meeting with Tim for the next day and beat the Lagos mainland to island traffic to get to their Obalende trysting-place before her lover closed from work.

Huge tears rolled down their eyes as they kissed intensely and passion quickened their bodies.

‘‘No!’’Titi cried and pushed him away, instantly hating herself. Her big eyes darkened as her nipples became little daggers under her dress.

‘‘Titi, don’t do this to me. I can’t leave you.’’ Tim’s voice was low but intense.

‘‘No! We both know it would someday end. Maybe we left it too long. And now he’s coming back.’’ Titi sobbed openly. She turned towards the door but Tim’s right hand covered hers as she reached for the knob. For a minute the world ceased to exist. Titi froze as their eyes burned into each other’s soul.

‘‘But he is your best friend.’’ Titi’s voice was very quiet.

‘‘I know. But he can go on without you. I can’t.’’

Titi put her arms around his shoulders and allowed his entire maleness press her against the door. She sighed deeply.

‘‘Nobody ever took me to heaven and back like you,’’ she whispered provocatively.

‘‘Hell, most probably.’’ Tim spoke calmly.

As their lips sought refuge in each other and they burrowed into carnality Titi knew they were lost, beyond redemption.

Henry C. Onyema is a writer and historian. Email: [email protected]