It’s been almost a month since Michael returned to the UK and I miss him dearly. We have been in constant communication, but it still doesn’t feel the same without him. Even though I have other male friends with benefits, there’s no dick like Michael’s.
We had this discussion just before he left and though he made fun of me, he said he’ll like it to remain that way.
His is the crowning dick. As if missing Michael is not enough pain, here I am holding my belle in pain because of cramps.
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Periods are a pain. Ask any woman. She will tell you the same. It’s not just the blood that irks us, but the accompanying ill health such as headaches, cramps, nausea, mood swings and general body weakness. These conditions come in different severity each month, depending on your luck.
Medication helps sometimes, but other times you just have to endure and wait it out. Such was my luck this time. I took some herbal tea and listened to some slow music. I was not in the mood to see anyone when my doorbell rang, but I got up to check who it was anyway.
It was Rotimi. He came to check on me because he knew I wasn’t feeling so well. He came with this soup that he professed would ease my cramps. His grandmother’s recipe, he said. Anyway, I had some and at least it tasted good.
Rotimi put my legs on his knees as I laid on the couch and massaged my feet. It was comforting and relaxing.
I don’t know if it was the soup or the massage, but after a short while, I was beginning to feel better. Rotimi said he knew something that could make me feel even much better. So I obliged him.
Without wasting time, he took off my top and caressed my boobs, slightly stroking and tickling my nipples. It felt really good and I moaned softly. Then he bent his head and put my boobs in his mouth. Sucking and licking gently.
I moaned his name and rubbed his head. I was swimming in pleasure, forgetting my pain. I stretched my hand downwards and felt his erection. I knew I wanted more. I excused myself to go to the toilet. I wasn’t bleeding much but I washed up and went back to the room.
As soon as I got into the room, I kissed Rotimi passionately and begged him to fuck me. I know he didn’t mind a little blood. I told him to be gentle. And he was. His strokes were slow and sweet. I was moaning and crying. I didn’t want it to end. I came three times before he couldn’t hold on any longer. He came inside me shaking and I held him tight.
Rotimi and I took a shower together. We freshened up. I took some more soup and we cuddled up on the couch. I must have slept off, but when I woke up, I was still in his arms and feeling much better.
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