Bubbles... on the Roc!

A while back, I wrote a post about opening rocnaija to guest bloggers..

Seems like eons ago now.. Anyways, my first guest blogger came through..

And I was actually quite impressed..

I present to you... Bubbles.

Feel free to comment on her writing and please visit her space to extend the love you've always shown me to her as well.

PS. If the writing style looks similar to my usual posts, it's because I adapted it a bit..

Enjoy..

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My room was quiet..
Eerily quiet..
Except for just one sound..
Tic.. Toc.. Tic.. Toc..

I glanced over at my table clock..
It’s green metallic base, reflected the lone bulb in the room..
It was the same one I’d seen online and fallen for at first sight..
The same one my mom had given me over Christmas..
All wrapped up in my favorite pink-colored wrapping paper..
The same one she had..

The slight movement beneath me broke me out of my reverie..
His hardness was pressed firmly against the base of my spine..
His arms wrapped around my waist..
His labored breathe rustling the hair on the back of my neck..

I’d always known this day would come..
I had read too many books.. Seen too many films.. Heard too many tales..
I felt I was ready..
Ready to lose it to someone I truly cared about..
Ready to.. pop my cherry
Ready to finally lose my virginity..

Not like this though..
This was not how I imagined my first time…
I’d pictured a bed..
Maybe some silk sheets..
Sweet nothings in my ear..
Butterfly kisses all over my body..
But on a hard uncomfortable chair in my college room?!
No! Definitely not like this..

He flicked open my bra hooks..
And ran his fingers lightly down my back..
I felt the goose bumps on my skin before I saw them..
“You ready?” he whispered, as his fingers roved..
My back.. My rib cage.. My waist.. My thighs..
“I.. I.. I think so.. ” I stammered in return..

A mental battle raged in my head..
“What if I was terrible?” “What if I didn’t have a clue what to do?” “Wouldn’t he compare me with all his past lovers?” But the further his fingers travelled, the harder it became to think..

“Are you sure?” he asked, as I turned round to face him..
Legs apart.. Gingerly easing myself on to him, I bit my lip and nodded..
Couldn’t bring myself to say a word..

I reached down to grasp him..
The feel of his bare skin sent shock waves through me..
“You are not wearing.. a condom?” I whispered, my eyes widening in shock..
He looked at me like a deer caught in the headlights..
“Uhm.. y’know.. you can’t really get pregnant the first time.. And uhm.. y’know we could just.. y’know.. do it for like a minute.. I’ll just put it in.. but…”
“Are you freaking kiddin’ me??” I retorted, rising back to full length.. “That’s not gonna happen.. forget it.”
“Oh! Come on!! Just a minute..” desperacy creeping into his voice, “I promise, not longer than a minute.. please!”

He put my forefinger in between his lips..
And sucked it.. slowly..
I felt my iron-cast resolve weaken..
Then, it evaporated..

I barely recognized my voice as it croaked..
“Fine... Just one minute.”
Closing my eyes..
Images flashed at the speed of light..
Pink wrapping paper..
My clock..
My mom..
Her words of advice..
One minute?
18 years of keeping my virginity..
18 years!
And he only wanted it for one minute!!

I shook my head vigorously..
“I don’t think I’m ready.. not just yet.” He sighed in exasperation…
“But I’m horny… can you at least suck me or something??” I got up and crossing my arms to cover my modesty..
“That’s not going to happen..” I said, emphasizing each word, as I picked up my clothes,
“I think its best you leave, now”
He glared at me as he dressed up..
Not a word exchanged..
Then swearing under his breathe..
He nudged the table as he stormed out..
Slamming the door shut behind him..
And sending my table clock crashing to the floor in his wake..

Thoughtfully, I stood there and uttered a quick prayer..
I thanked God for giving me the strength to avoid a possible mistake..
With only one sound piercing my train of thought..

Just one sound..

Tic.. Toc.. Tic.. Toc..
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It's a wrap, people.. :)

Be kind with your critique of my guest, Bubbles (Click here to visit her blog)..

If anyone else would like to do this..

Holla at your boy..
One.