My status as a university lecturer meant flexible weekends. Weekends offered escapism from the drudgery of lecturing, project supervision and seminars that dotted my weekdays. From fridays to saturdays, I had a predictable schedule of activities to unwind from work.
It was on one of these weekends that I had teamed up with fellow socialites in academia to attend the wedding of a friend and colleague, Dr Ogunbayo Moses. My highly popular group of four sashayed into the posh wedding arena draped in smart-looking native wears with fitting caps. Bespectacled and delectable, we shone as colourful groom’s men cocooned in class, style and pizzazz.
The elitist nature of the wedding was reflected in the arrays of posh automobiles that dotted the parkway of the deluxe event centre. The ushering services, were excellent and well appointed for the crème de la crème that graced the occasion.
The ushers lined each of the rows of chairs across the vast hall.
As I looked around, frantically observing the string of beautiful ladies acting as ushers, my eyes caught the angelic figure that gravitated towards me.
With grippingly luscious eyebrows accentuated by browny eyeballs and deliciously curved shoulders, the lady approaching me held my initially roving eyes spellbound. As she drew closer, I was swayed to her sweetly shaped legs and massive cleavage, which was further enhanced by the fitting gown cut into a V-shape at the chest region. These ladies seemed poised to enhance their ushering services with sensual entertainment for the guests.
“Good evening sir, my name is Sophia. What can I serve you?”
In flawless English festooned with a British accent, she went on to give a catalogue of dishes that were available. I was stunned. Stunned by the chumminess of her personage. And overwhelmed by her sexuality and vivacity. I requested my favorite combination- eba, egusi soup, bush meat with my favourite bottle of beer.
As Sophia turned to take a temporary leave in order to attend to my needs, she stirred my erotic fantasies. Her massive backside swayed in synchronous unison with the flayed gown. Her humongous ass, fitting perfectly into a well-rounded hips created an image that got my penis rustling. I watched and drooled at the swaying ass till it vanished from my sight.
In few minutes, she was back. But I was in no mood for lunch. Her massive figure was more than enough. I tried getting her talking. But she had to leave soon, she said. It was unprofessional to engage guests in conversations when others had not been served. Without warning, I pulled her hand close and tipped her with five wads of 1000 naira notes. I had just withdrawn a huge chunk of my salary en route the wedding. It just didn’t matter.
Is there one backside and boobs money can’t buy? I am yet to see. Instantly, her smile broadened. She promised to see me after attending to others. She dropped her mobile contact. Then my countdown began.
My bevy of friends, as it is customary, had gotten inebriated from the ceaseless ‘cutting’ of bottles. I called a member of my clique, Kayode aside. They had to find an alternative means of transport home. I needed to use Sienna space bus that brought us for another purpose. He didn’t ask any question. He already understood the drill.
As the evening dawned and guests took their exits, I called Sophia. She picked almost immediately, telling me she could sight me from afar. The reality of being watched from the back by my massively endowed lady made me hornier. I told her to tread behind me as I walked toward my car. Few minutes after I entered the backseat of the Sienna, I heard a light tap on the windscreen. There she was, suave Sophia shrouded in swerving sumptuousness. I opened the door. She hopped in.
Academics are very good with long-winding, needless conversations. But Sophia would have none of it. As i began a rigmarole of stories about my academic attainments, she cut me short. It was with a kiss. As her reddish lips caught mine, I reciprocated. We kissed intensely for minutes. As I rolled between her tongue and lower lip, her lips lost its reddish colour. I then began to rub her back ferociously, enjoying the precision of our erotic osculation. As I tried to plunge my hands on to her massive ass, she stopped me, holding my hand.
“You are the guest. And guests don’t take charge”, she asserted, in sublime confidence.
She then restarted our kiss, this time with more intensity. With lightning- like rapidity, she pulled down my trousers. There I was, naked and with my penis up like nice-to-meet-you. With an almost wicked smile, she rubbed the tip with the tip of her tongue. She then slowly engorged my dick with her mouth. She remained slow, calculative and sensually arousing. As she rolled up and down along the length of my now fully-erect penis, her gaggles became rapid. I let out repeated moans of satisfaction. I was getting fucked and dominated. As I tried to assert a tad of control by grabbing her boobs, she pushed back my hands. She would have none of it. I had to submit to the ultimate guest treatment.
After some moment, she looked up and pulled her panties off from underneath her tight-fitting gown. She then sat on my moist dick. She lifted her gown. With her left hand pulling my neck upwards and her right one fitting my throbbing dick into her wet pussy, she got the perfect position, sliding up and down in a sweet rhythm. With the passing minutes, her humping became quicker, sleeker and freakier. She moaned hard and I groaned louder while our sweaty bodies collided.
As I realized I was about to cum, I attempted to grab her by the massive ass that had been her biggest selling point to me initially. She still pulled off my hands. I did cum of course. And when I did, it was with the greatest level of satisfaction, far beyond what the combination of eba, egusi and Heineken could have offered.
As we dressed, she indicated she had to return for a performance review session. It was a ritual the ushering agency went through after each day of work. As she opened the car door and stepped out, I asked why she didn’t allow me to ouch to boobs and ass.
She grinned, tapped her elegant ass and responded
“You will have to wait until we meet again. Don’t you want us to meet again?”