Love Story: Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned
I met Kunle way back on campus. We were both active in Campus fellowship as workers. We became friends and started dating about 2 months later. He was a firm believer and a prayer warrior, that was what I found attractive about him. More so, he was tall, dark and handsome, he had a baritone voice too.
We prayed together and the bible was our yardstick. Kunle rose to become assistant pastor and I was very proud of him. He was admired by many ladies in our fellowship but he maintained his faithfulness to me and I trusted him for that.
Our love waxed stronger and after our academic program, we went for the Youth Service program. Kunle’s uncle, with his connection, made it possible for us to do our youth service in the same state, Oyo state. And after spending weeks at the camp, we then decided to rent a room together. A decision that made us more deeply intimately.
I remember Kunle’s opinion about it, as he said. “Simi, this could be a very good chance to understand ourselves better, tolerate each other better and understand how our strengths and weaknesses can compliment each other.”
Although I had always longed for him to touch me many times, I knew in my heart that living together would lead to that. I lost my virginity way back after WAEC exams, when I was a teenager. I was sexually active back then before I gave my life to Christ. Since then I had abstained from sex and kept my life upright in the way of the Lord. Meeting Kunle much later helped me more, he was a virgin and a steadfast christian.
Our first night together was remarkable, we spent half of the whole night praying and singing worship songs. That trend continued but later diminished as the weeks passed. One evening, after I had made dinner, I decided to take my bath. I forgot to bolt the door and I had taken off my dress. I stood before the mirror admiring myself and next thing Kunle entered the room and for the very first time he saw me naked.
He was shocked, he closed his eyes and said. “Oh My God, please I am sorry Simi. I honestly didn’t know.” As he dashed outside.
I felt so sorry for him, but I didn’t mind, I didn’t see it as an intrusion in anyway. He later came in that night, feeling so down, he didn’t even eat his meal. I had to beg him that it was okay, before he got himself together again. But from that night on, we didn’t pray together at night anymore.
The following week, I felt I needed to make him feel more comfortable with me. So I decided to wear revealing night wears. I didn’t know that would result to something negative later on. We became like 2 strangers living together in a room. So I went to him one day and said. “Kunle, I have noticed a rift between us and I feel very disturbed about it.”
He then said. “Simi, I don’t think it’s a good idea us staying together, ever since I saw you naked I have been battling with the spirit of lust every other day.”
I then said. “Are you telling me that, when we marry you won’t be able to see me naked? Come on Kunle, you need to snap out of this.”
Kunle said. “I am sorry, I am not just comfortable with this…”
I was so angry, I was beginning to doubt his manliness. I feared he even might be gay. So I said to him. “Are you trying to tell me that you are not man enough to handle me?”
He looked at me deeply. I could tell from his eyes that he was hurt, he just looked on and remained speechless. Then he left the room.
I have never seen him like that before and I was already getting fed up.
Some hours later that night, Kunle came in and I was already in bed. He then went to the bathroom and came out some minutes later and he laid beside me on the bed. I wanted to say something but I felt it was better I kept my silence. Next thing, I felt his hand on my waist, I couldn’t believe it, it felt deliberate. It became very interesting, I then decided to tilt towards him and his touch on my waist later became a grip. I was enjoying it and I wanted him to discover his other side .
I then held his hand and I placed it on my breast, he grabbed it softly, caressing it and after some few strokes he relented and drew back. I felt a bit embarrassed and I was obliged to talk to him. Then I said. “Kunle it’s okay, I am all yours, my body, my heart and my soul.”
He then moved towards me and I did likewise and that was how we kissed. It was our first kiss, as our lips touched I was full of anticipation, only to be disappointed. Kunle wasn’t really a good kisser, I had kissed a couple of guys in the past so I knew a good kisser when I met one.
The following morning, Kunle said to me. “Simi, I am sorry about what happened last night. I just realized that if we continue to stay here the Devil will lead us astray. I will move to Bankole’s place just a street away. Please understand, I love you and I don’t want us to go against God’s plan for us.”
I felt so bad hearing that. I couldn’t object because I knew he had already made up his mind, so I said to him. “It’s okay Kunle. There’s no problem I understand.”
It wasn’t easy for me, I had already built a lot of passion and urges in my head. Kunle moved his things and went to Bankole’s place. I felt so alone and rejected, we only communicated on phone and we didn’t see for a week.
Bankole came to see me few days later. Bankole was very dear to us, he was like a big brother to Kunle and he always paid us some visits. He then asked. “Simi, is everything okay between you and Kunle?”
I then started crying. He comforted me and said. “Please Simi, you can talk to me.”
I was afraid Kunle might end the relationship so I felt I needed to confide with Bankole. So I opened up to him, telling him to beg Kunle that I would never encourage such acts again till we get married.
Bankole then said. “Simi, Everything will be alright.”
I felt better and a bit relived.
Bankole kept on checking me up, cheering me up and comforting me. Most times he brought some biscuits, yogurt drink or chocolate. He was very witty with a wonderful sense of humor. Asides assuring me that Kunle was going through a phase and needed time, he made sure I never had a dull moment.
I didn’t really have friends, my whole world was built around Kunle. But Bankole’s company helped to bridge up the loneliness I felt since Kunle decided to go mute. 2 weeks had passed since Kunle moved out to Bankole’s place. Kunle then sent me a text stating. “Simi, I strongly suggest we both seek the face of the Lord again regarding us. We were going through the wrong path. I hope you understand.”
I didn’t reply his text, I just ignored it. I had become fond of Bankole and waited everyday for his visit. One Thursday, he came with a bottle of wine. It was chilled and it seemed to be alcoholic. I had never tasted alcoholic wine before. Bankole was a moderate believer, he wasn’t to conservative like Kunle was. He was more flexible and I was really feeling him, he always come up with surprises and little adventures.
We both drank and talked about our pasts. We both realized we had similar pasts only that Bankole’s was more daring. I started to feel drowsy and light. He then asked me. “What do you miss most in your former life?”
I then answered. “The feeling of a guy inside of me.” It was as if I wasn’t in control of my utterances. I asked him. “What do you miss most?”
He said. “The smell of vagina and the taste of it.”
I then said. “Oh my, I forgot about that, I had that only twice, I couldn’t control myself I was always screaming, it was one of the sweetest thing I had ever had.”
Bankole then said. “What’s the most sensitive part of your body?”
I then said. “I want you to find out.”
He then stood up and started touching my toes. He asked. “Is it here?”
I said. “No it’s not.”
He then put his toes in his mouth and sucked it a bit. It was so sweet and it made me filled with passion. He then pulled my skirts off and started licking me from my ankle to my thigh repeatedly. My head was about to explode, I couldn’t help but release my body to him to do what he liked with it. He repeated the same thing to my on my right leg. He then grabbed my panties and pulled it off. He drew me closer and then went down on me, licking my wetness and sucking my honey pot. I grabbed his head and tried to hold my voice.
He sucked me softly and tenderly, overwhelming my entirety with the sweetest libido.I wanted him inside of me, longing to feel the nostalgic sweetness that I had so much desired. He then got up, took off his trousers and unleashed his manly. At that point, I had damned all morality and I had given myself completely to lust. I then said. “Put that inside of me.”
He then carefully inserted it inside of me and the lust drive began. It was an adventurous ride, I wished it lasted the whole day. He made it more pleasant by taking off my bra and sucking my nipples while he was still thrusting inside of me. After about 15 minutes, he then fell his whole body weight on me, reaching his climax. I was also satisfied and we both laid down on the bed for about 30 minutes without saying a thing.
He then said. “Simi, I am so sorry, it was the alcohol that got the best part of me.”
I said to him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about that. I enjoyed it.”
We both cleaned up and he left.
We kept on being intimate within the coming days until I had to put a stop to it. He became angry and he stopped seeing me. At that point, I felt very bad and I had regretted what transpired between Bankole and I. Kunle started calling me, showing concern about me but I was too guilty to respond to his text messages.
After about a month, I started feeling ill and I missed my monthly period. I was really scared and very confused. I had to travel down to Lagos to conduct a test to see if I was pregnant.
The result came out and it showed I was pregnant. I tired to call Bankole, but he didn’t pick my calls. I then knew I was all to myself. At that time, Kunle was begging me to accept him back and was willing to move in back with me.
When I got back to Ogbomoso, Kunle came around with his stuffs. He said. “Simi, I realized I was wrong and too conservative. I can’t live this life without you. Please what ever you are planing to do, don’t leave me.”
I started crying, he held me tight with an embrace. I didnt know how to tell him. He then kissed me and kept on kissing me. I had no other option than to kiss him back. I then listened to my inner voice that said. “Use this opportunity.”
I then leaned towards him and forced him on the bed, to my surprise he kept on kissing me. We kissed all through rolling over and next thing I reached for his manly, without resistance from him, I started stroking it. Kunle then said. “Simi, if that is what you want. I won’t stop you. I love you and I will do anything for you.”
I then undressed myself and mounted on him. I had tears in my eyes, sobbing continuously, as I inserted his erected manly inside of me. He just looked at me and all he wanted was to satisfy me. So we made love until he climaxed.
He held me tight and said. “Till death do us apart.”
I started crying again.
We started living together again and 2 weeks later, I told him I was feeling funny. I then told him I needed to go to the hospital and he gave me some money. I got back to the room from the hospital and I was crying. He asked me. “Simi, what is wrong?”
I increased my tempo. He then came towards me and I said. “Kunle, I am pregnant.”
He said. “Oh my God!!” As he held his head with both hands.
He then said. “We will keep it Simi. We are in this together.”
He hugged me and comforted me.
In my heart I felt like the Devil, but what choice did I have? I only wished Kunle was responsible for the pregnancy.