Lara’s Adventure episode 20
20-07-25 (19:26)
“… I just got your message. I understand Etim wants to
see me?” Lara did her best to sound uninterested, as
she didn’t want to appear too eager to meet with the
aggressive man and, honestly, she wasn’t very eager
despite her attraction to him.
“Hello there, sweetheart. Yeah, he called me earlier and
asked if it would be all right. I told him that it would be
okay with me, but I wasn’t sure about you, or your
schedule.”
“Well, Uzoh. It’s really up to you…”
Lara didn’t say it, but she was hoping Uzoh would
understand that she wanted him to make the decision
for her. She longed to be dominated, told what to do,
given specific directions, followed by feedback detailing
how she performed. She had fantasized about being
totally submissive to Uzoh, but it did not appear that he
had the desire to dominate her the way she craved to
be dominated.
“Okay, darlin’, why don’t you see Etim tomorrow and
give me a call at some point during the day to check up
on me? I will give him your number and tell him he can
call you tomorrow.” Uzoh was tired and needed to get
off the phone.
“Okay, Uzoh.” Lara put her phone down and sat up in
bed. She was attracted to Etim, but not in the same
way that she was attracted to Uzoh. She discovered
that she found it more difficult to trust younger men
like Etim, and there was something about Uzoh’s age
that made her want to be dominated by him. She felt
she could trust him, that he would be there for her and
cherished her attention. She felt like a queen with Uzoh.
With Etim, she felt like a piece of meat, not that there
was anything wrong with that every now and then…it
was just different.
Her husband, Tunde, was late getting into bed for some
reason. He kissed her on the cheek as she lay there
pretending to be asleep.
The next morning, after Tunde left for work, Lara was
enjoying tea when Etim called.
“Lara? This is Etim.” Lara didn’t recognize his voice; it
was deeper than she remembered.
“Hi Etim, Uzoh said you might call,” she responded.
“He told me it would be okay to call you…Is it okay?”
His voice quivered.
“Yes, I guess so. What’s on your mind?”
Lara knew what he wanted, but was not on board with
this idea that just because Etim was attracted to her, it
meant that she had to have sex with him, and there
really wasn’t any other reason for him to see her.
“I thought you would like to spend some alone time
with me…without any other guys around…to see what
it felt like to have a real man.” His voice was not
playful, but aggressive. Lara felt intimidated by him. She
didn’t like how she felt.
“Well, Etim, I have had a real man. Uzoh is a real man,
and he knows how to treat me like a lady.” She
defended Uzoh, who in her mind was more man than
any woman could handle.
“A real man wouldn’t whore you out like he did. I
would never do you like that.” Etim was telling the
truth. He felt Uzoh disrespected Lara by having all those
men basically have sex with her at one time.
“I could have said ‘no,’ Etim, and I didn’t have
intercourse with them, but you should know that I am
submissive to Uzoh. He and I have something special.”
She felt it necessary to tell Etim exactly how she felt
about Uzoh so he wouldn’t get the wrong idea.
“I realize that, and I respect that. Look, I was just
wanting to see if you would want to hook up
sometime this week, maybe get to know each other a
little better.”
Etim finally said what he had intended to say, but after
this conversation, he wasn’t nearly as confident about
his chances of fucking her as he was when he called.
Lara responded, “I think that would be a great idea,
Etim. What would you like to do?”
She didn’t sound enthusiastic, although she tried.
“Why don’t I pick you up around three this afternoon
and we can talk about it?” He asked.
“I think that would be fine, three o’clock then.” Lara
gave Etim her address and ended the call.
She called Uzoh and told him what they would be
doing.
“Uzoh? Well, he called me. We are going out at three
o’clock today. Are you sure this is okay?”
Lara was hoping he would say “no.” She didn’t
understand why it would be okay for her to spend time
with Etim if Uzoh liked her and wanted to keep her to
himself.
This was also pretty far away from the original reason
for her spending time with Uzoh to begin with. With
Etim, there was no need for massages or taking care of
his needs as an elderly man, no medical treatment or
feeling that she was doing good for someone.
It seemed to be all about sex.
“Darlin’, let me call you back.”
Lara put the phone down. The more she thought about
it, the more she wanted to back out, and Uzoh had said
nothing to convince her to go.
She continued weighing the consequences of her
dilemma through her shower, her lunch, and even as
she was selecting her clothes for her “date” with Etim.
Lara laid out some slim-fit jeans with a short-sleeved
blouse with four-inch black heels. Nothing special,
certainly nothing Uzoh would approve of.
She was dressing in her more conservative outfit when
Uzoh called back.
“Sorry, darlin’, I was sleeping pretty hard when you
called. So he’s picking you up in about twenty minutes?
Are you excited?” Uzoh sounded enthusiastic.
“No. Not at all, Uzoh! I’m wearing jeans and I’m not
going to fool around with him.”
Lara had talked herself out of this entire outing with
Etim. She had already taken this relationship with him
too far in her opinion and the more she spoke with
Etim, the more she disliked him.
“Now listen here, Lara. You will dress in something
sexy. I want to see a picture of you with him to prove
you were wearing something that would turn me on.
That is what I like. That is what will help me with my
circulation. You know that!”
“Yes, Uzoh.” Lara felt a rush from Uzoh telling her what
to do. She grew wet.
“Now, I’m not going to tell you what to do with Etim.
That’s up to you. Whether you fuck him or whatever, or
not, doesn’t matter to me. That’s between you and him.
All I care about is you showing that body off. That will
turn me on. Even if I’m not with you, just thinking
about you dressed like that is a turn on and it gets my
blood pumping.” Uzoh was pretty specific about his
request.
“Okay, Uzoh. I’ll call you when I get home.” Lara ended
the call.
She exchanged her jeans for a mid-thigh length black
skirt, and her blouse for a thin, low-cut, pink top. She
wore a smaller bra and had a lot of cleavage showing.
She put some sexy underwear on, despite having
decided she was not going to fool around with Etim
after all.
Etim texted her at five after three.
-I’M HERE-
Lara walked out to meet Etim, who was driving a new
pick-up.
He stayed in the car as she let herself into the
passenger’s side.
“Wow! Lara! You look hot!”
Etim spent a few moments looking her over, his spirits
lifted after seeing how she dressed for him.
Lara mustered a smile and thanked him.
“So, where' are we going, Etim?” she asked, trying not
to sound indifferent about the whole “date.”
“I thought I would show you my place and then take
you out for a bite to eat. Is that alright?” Etim looked
over at Lara, their eyes met, then his stare went
straight to her breasts.
“I guess,” as Lara shrugged her shoulders and looked
outside the window as they pulled out of her
neighbourhood.
She was already reviewing possible excuses to get out
of having sex with him. Lara could always rely on
telling him she was having her period, but that seemed
so lame. If she didn’t want to have sex, she shouldn’t
have to. This isn’t the way it is with Uzoh. Lara seems
to always want Uzoh.
“I live down by the Ikeja Mall. You know where' that
is?”
“Yes. I don’t go out that way much,” she replied.
Etim played what Lara thought was Fela, that radical
singer from the eighties. She liked it and the music
seemed to help her mood.
After listening to a few more songs from the same era,
they pulled up to a gated estate. Lara thought it was
nice.
Etim waited for the security gate to open and parked in
front of what Lara guessed was his house.
Etim opened the door to his home and let Lara in. It
was a spacious and well-furnished house. It looked like
a man lived there, but it wasn’t sloppy. Etim kept a
neat home.
Lara sat down on the plush sofa and crossed her legs.
“I’m going to have alcohol and Coke. Would you like
one as well?” Etim stood rubbing his hands together.
“Yes, that sounds good!” Lara needed a drink, even if it
was in the afternoon.
Etim came back with their drinks and sat to Lara’s right.
He drank about half of his drink in one gulp, set his
glass down on the table, and turned his body to face
Lara.
“Oh, I like that shirt. It shows off your hot body. Did
you wear that for me?” Etim ran the back of his hand
along her exposed arm. In an effort to flirt with her.
For all his strengths, he was definitely no charmer.
“Etim, look. I’m here because I just wanted to be nice. I
know we had some sexual contact yesterday, and it
was hot, and you probably think we connected, but…”
Lara tried her best to begin the conversation that would
end in Etim taking her home. Sooner, rather than later.
Etim’s expression changed. He frowned and shook his
head slowly.
“No, no…I get it. You’re full of pride just like I thought.”
Etim’s eyes became wider and he moved away from
her slightly.
Lara’s shoulders fell in resignation.
“Etim.” She slowly shook her head.
“See, that’s why you acted like you did. That’s cool,
okay…I get it.” He took another drink.
“That’s ridiculous. How can you even sit there and say
something so stupid like that, Etim?”
“Oh? Prove it! Kiss me.” Etim moved his face closer to
hers.
Lara was having none of it. She was pissed. Pissed she
was there. Pissed she didn’t say “no” to him on the
phone. Pissed that she had to participate in this
ludicrous conversation.
She began to rant. “I see. You accuse me of being
proud, then you think I will have to be sexual with you
to prove that I’m not. Brilliant idea, Etim. How old are
you?” Lara felt like going on, but was afraid to anger
him.
She sat, folding her arms across her chest and staring
straight ahead. Her breasts were squeezed together
and as a result, were thrust out from her body. She
looked sexy even when she was mad.
“You must think I’m a child.” She added.
Etim was growing more frustrated with every passing
second. She was right. He had seen that done in a
movie a few days ago and tried it on her yesterday. It
didn’t work then, and it wasn’t working now. He felt
embarrassed.
“Okay, so maybe you’re not proud, I’ll give you that, but
you forget Lara, I happen to know you like big dick.
And I also know that I have one of the biggest dicks
around.”
Lara sat. She hated that her pussy became moist at her
hearing him say ‘big dick.’ She glanced quickly over his
way, then back at the wall in front of her.
She protested, “So what? It’s not always about size,
you know.”
“Yeah, you may be right, but I also know that you’re a
size queen, Lara. I saw your eyes on my dick
yesterday.”
Etim sensed he was onto something, and he discovered
a way out of his ridiculous effort to dare her into having
sex with him.
Etim stood up and slid the table back, away from the
couch.
He stood about two feet in front of Lara and unzipped
his trousers, pulling his thick cock out and gripping it at
its base near his pelvis. He lifted it gently and allowed it
to bounce and sway before her face. He purposely
moved it slowly to entice her. He figured she wouldn’t
be able to resist having his cock in her face.
Lara shifted her eyes to gaze at the beautiful cock
before her. She loved looking at it, but her desire to be
free of this pushy man, overrode her want for the big,
black, monster.
Etim started stroking it.
“I know what you like to do with big dick, Lara. You
worship this. You love sucking on the big head and
feeling it in your mouth.”
Etim kept up with his teasing. He was speaking to her
in a deep voice as he massaged his dick.
“You want some of this, baby? Would you like some of
this?”
Lara was successfully ignoring him. She was no longer
looking at him, and did not acknowledge his questions.
But after a couple minutes of this, Etim’s penis grew
more rigid and his approach became bolder.
He started touching her with his engorged cock.
Etim gently, but firmly caressed Lara’s cheek with the
head and upper shaft of his cock. He rubbed her
jawline, her cheekbone, her hair and ear, then ran his
cock up across her forehead, along her brow line, and
down the other side of her cheek, then repeated the
entire process.
Lara couldn’t believe he was being so forward and so
vulgar. No one had ever done this to her before. Even
during her blow job session with Uzoh and his friends
yesterday, no one did this to her. She wanted to get up,
slap his face and run out of the room, and she would
have if she wasn’t so afraid of him.
Etim was no longer concerned with convincing Lara to
have sex with him, he was getting off on what he was
doing with his cock..
He continued holding his cock at its base and rubbing it
over her cheeks. He now wiped it across her full, pouty
lips. Separating them slightly, keeping the motions light
and avoiding any forceful effort to penetrate her mouth.
He could feel his heart pulse through vthe eins of his
penis onto his hand. He lifted it away from her beautiful
face and tapped it against her nose playfully.
The entire scene was completely impromptu and
unexpected, so much so that Etim became unusually
and unexpectedly aroused. He realized, that whatever it
was that he was doing to Lara’s face, was something
that turned him on more than he could have imagined.
Lara remained vigilant. She was determined not to give
in. She pursed her lips together tightly and held out,
despite wanting to slobber all over his cock and choke
on it. She had the urge to inhale it until she held it
firmly in the depths of her throat, but she would not
give in.
The entire event was making Lara wet. She no longer
felt disrespected and offended, but it appeared that
Etim had his own ideas about what he was doing to
Lara and seemed to be masturbating rather than
taunting or persuading her to have sex with him.
Etim was now, in his own twisted way, having sex
with Lara. He was stroking his gigantic cock in front of
her, tapping, her, slapping her, rubbing it in her face, all
while stroking it for his own, selfish pleasure. He moved
his giant cock down to her breasts and slapped her
ample cleavage with it. Her breasts shook in response.
He then insert ed it between her tits from his position
above her.
You could start to see a shiny trail of pre-cum streaking
Lara’s face and chest.
He tightened his grip and Lara noticed a change in his
breathing. He then returned to her face and tapped her
lips gently with the head of his dick. He maintained a
consistent rhythm as he jacked his foot-long dick in
front of Lara. He rubbed the swollen head near her eye
socket and the bridge of her nose…still slowly stroking
it.
He reached over and grabbed an ice cube from his
glass and used it to lubricate his hand. He started
stroking his cock faster. His breathing became panting.
His body was planted in front of its target. He spread
his legs wider and stuck his hips out…he was coming
already.
MOTHER FUCK!…GYAH!…FUCK!
Etim blasted Lara’s eye lid, eyebrow, forehead, and left
cheek with the first volley of semen. The hot stream hit
her with such force that some splashed back onto his
hand.
Lara recoiled in shock. She couldn’t believe he had cum
so quickly by rubbing his penis all over her face the
way he did. She was both repulsed and turned on at
the same time.
The next rope of cum hit her lips and trickled down to
her cleavage that was exposed above her crossed
arms. He grunted and shook, then he leaned forward
and wiped the rest of the hot, oozing cum into her long
hair. As a final gesture of nastiness, he took a handful
of her hair and wrapped it around his cock and jacked
the last few drops of cum into her hair. He pulled on
her hair and wiped his cock clean with it, then stepped
back.
Lara’s face looked like two or even three men had cum
all over it. She had cum dripping down her cheek and
onto the front of her shirt. She dared not open her left
eye, lest it become filled with Etim’s semen.
Her hair was all messed up at the side where' he had
wiped himself off onto her like some used rag. She sat
dumbfounded. The entire scene would have been
insanely sexy if it had been under different
circumstances. Lara was wet, but Etim’s behaviour did
not cause her to give in. It was like she was watching
from the outside, as an observer.
Etim pulled his trousers up, put his now deflated cock
away, and went into the other room. He returned with
a towel and threw it at Lara.
“I’m not going to beg you. I thought we connected, but
I guess not. If you ever want to hook up, you let me
know, but I’m not going to call you again,” he said
coldly.
Etim didn’t appear to be mad, just indifferent. Lara was
relieved.
She wiped herself off as best she could and the two
had a quiet, and awkward ride home. Lara felt like she
dodged a bullet with Etim. She realized that the reason
he wanted to see her was to have sex. Having him
masturbate on her was probably the easiest, fastest
way to satisfy him.
The most important discovery she had made was that
she gained some valuable insight into her own
sexuality. She had developed a preference for older
men, not just men in general. It wasn’t just about the
sex.
She realized that, although she enjoyed Etim’s physical
features, she needed the reassurance of an older man’s
attention. It was more genuine, more nurturing with
Uzoh.
As she said farewell to Etim when he dropped her back
at home, she was more infatuated with Uzoh than she
was when she had left earlier that afternoon. She
couldn’t wait to call him.
Lara went inside to shower. She noticed Tunde was
home in the den on his laptop. She made a mental note
to check his history at some point that night.
Her shower felt wonderful! Rinsing off Etim was like
moving on from making a bad decision and getting a
clean “start-over.” She felt as though she had betrayed
Uzoh and wanted to make sure he was okay. She
quickly finished her shower, put on some leggings and
a tight T-shirt and called Uzoh. There was no answer.
Fearing Uzoh had a medical emergency, she got in her
car and hastily drove to his house. She sped through
two yellow lights and nearly hit a pedestrian trying to
get to Uzoh’s as quickly as possible.
Lara let herself in.
“Uzoh?” She walked quickly from room to room, finally
finding him in his guest room on the floor.
Uzoh was breathing but seemed unresponsive.
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