Chapter 22 Vignette 21
I tied a short towel to spread my washed clothes on the clothesline in the public yard where I lived. I consciously bent down to take the last cloth left in the bucket because I had a feeling that someone was behind me.
I turned around to head back to my apartment and the first person my gaze met was David my neighbor. He was looking at me with an attention that I judged to be lust. He was so lost in the sight of my body that he didn't even notice I was talking to him.
"David, can you hear me?" I said, snapping my fingers on his face.
Then he jolted back to reality, "oh- Pearl, hey...." He stammered,
"What were you doing, David?" I asked, expecting his lie.
"Nothing Pearl, I only came to check my clothes on the line over there." David said, sauntering over to the clothesline.
I shook my head and left for my room. After taking my bath, I dressed up in a casual micro skirt and a singlet. Eating my lunch, I heard a knock on the door. When I went to get it, I met David at the door. He was holding our favorite game, ludo, in his hand.
"Are you free for a game now?" David asked casually.
"Maybe when I'm finished with lunch." I responded. "Wanna join me?"
"Enjoy your lunch, Pearl, I'll wait for you in my apartment."
I raised my brows, "Your apartment?"
"Yes Pearl, I don't want to play outside today."
"Why is that?" I asked, my voice inquiring.
"Nothing much, just a sudden feeling."
Uncertainty etched itself on me and I hesitated before responding. "I'm not sure, David,"
"You're not sure you want to play?" David arched an eyebrow. "Come on, Pearl, it's my apartment, not a dungeon." He said, closely observing my facial expression.
I looked at his eyes and it held great anticipation for my change of mind.
I took a deep breath, "Fine, we'll play the game in your apartment."
David grinned, "Thanks, Pearl, I'll be waiting for you."
I watched him walk back to his apartment joyfully before I went in to finish my lunch. After lunch, I strolled down to David's apartment.
A knock on the door and David was in front of me, welcoming me with a smile. How swiftly he opened the door made me feel that he was standing right there, eagerly waiting to hear me knock.
"Welcome, to my apartment, Pearl," he gestured me in.
I smiled, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. David and I have been friends for almost two years but I'm entering his apartment for the first time. How ridiculous.
I sat on his bed, trying to make myself feel comfortable while he closed the door. "So where's the ludo board?"
He brought the ludo board and placed it on the bed. "I'm so ready to win you, Pearl," David said confidently. "I won't let you beat me this time."
I smirked and we started playing the game. At the end of the first round the score was 1-0.
"What happened, David, I thought you said you were ready to beat me."
David laughed but the laugh interpreted pain and defeat, "This is just the first round, I still have time to win you."
I shrugged, "Okay, let's see what you've got." I picked up the dice cup to start another round of the game but David's voice conveyed urgency.
"Pearl, I have something for you,"
"You do? What do you have for me?"
"One minute," He rushed to the kitchen.
David's attitude was a bit different. First it was playing the game at his house and now he's offering me a drink. Not so usual of him.
He was taking so much time in the kitchen so I decided to check up. I found him pouring a powder-like substance in one of the glasses. He noticed my presence and quickly grabbed a spoon to stir it.
My smile faltered, "what are you doing, David,"
David feigned a smile, "Nothing, I'm just trying to stir the orange flavor I added,"
Oops! I guess I speculated wrongly. How could I even think that David was spiking my drink.
I went back to the room, while David walked behind me with two glasses of juice.
As we sat on the bed, be handed me a glass. In a few gulps, David downed his own glass of juice, and watched me sip mine.
The moment was becoming awkward so I brought up a conversation. As we discussed, I started feeling something unusual in my private area. Between my legs was beginning to feel sweet and I wondered why I suddenly started feeling that way.
Whatever was happening to me increased with each ticking second and I clutched my legs together to get control of it. David noticed my change in demeanor but he chose to pretend not to observe.
Unable to control the feeling anymore, I abruptly left our conversation for the bathroom. Immediately I got to the bathroom, I lifted my skirt and adjusted my pant.
Feeling my psy with my fingers, I gasped at how wet it was. Never in my life had I felt wet to the point of my pant becoming extremely soaked.
Immediately, I shove three fingers into my psy, taking them in and out very swiftly. I attained an extent of pleasure after a few minutes of fking myself. Then I washed my hands to get rid of the juices on it, took a deep breath and left the bathroom.
I returned to the room to face David, "Pearl, are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes, at least I'm okay now." I responded,
We continued playing our ludo game, and I remained the winner in most rounds. But there was a sudden outburst inside me again. The feeling this time was thicker than the last. I looked at David and he looked normal. What could be the cause of what was happening to me?
I clutched my legs really tight and even changed my sitting positions but none of those were able to subdue the sexual desire I felt.
My fingers weren't able to completely satisfy me and I needed something bigger, and maybe even a real one. But there was no other guy close to me except David.
I looked at him, conflicting thoughts filling my head on whether to make moves on him or not. David was my very good friend, and our relationship could be ruined if I tried to do anything with him
I continued feeling the pangs of the urge hit me like I was being stoned. Against my will, I pounced on David and took his lips in my mouth. The fact that he didn't resist me made me go on.
Then I pushed him to lay with his back on the bed. I immediately took out his thick ck from where it was confined beneath his joggers.
With mach speed, I pulled off my pant. My psy was so wet and it needed no lubrication, so I held David's dk in place and sat on it.
As I rode his dk, his eyes stared directly into mine as we both moaned. Then I made my chest press on him and his arms wrapped around my waist in a hug, still fing him. We kissed and fked simultaneously until David's seed erupted and splattered all over my as.
The urge had finally been completely satisfied and I stood up from his dk and cleaned myself up, my face to the ground. David sat up straight on the bed while I put on my panties. We didn't say a word to each other.
My actions weren't justified even if David clearly enjoyed the fk. Every bit of me was occupied with guilt as I took the empty glasses to the kitchen. At least I still had some manners left.
I washed them and safely tucked them in their designated racks. As I turned to leave, I found the empty sachet of the acclaimed orange flavor lying on the ground.
As I picked up the satchet for a closer look, my heart skipped a beat. The name scribbled on it made my breath catch in my throat. Time seemed to freeze, and the room around me faded away, leaving only a suffocating sense of dread.
A blaze of fury erupted within me and my mind reeled with outrage, "how dare David spike my drink with a sex stimulator!"