Read Bounced By My Brother (Story) Episode 11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

SENSUAL FLASHBACK

NOTE TO THE READER:

This episode Contains Romantic scenes which some readers may find too elaborative because of the complexity of the expressions used( Euphemisms)

<<<23 Years Ago<<<<<

As Stephen gazed at Doreen, the past memory of their lovemaking came flooding his mind. He remembered how it all started. It all started when Doreen was teaching in Zionville Preparatory School.

She was an English teacher.

One day a group of men came to the school to talk to them about the importance of insurance. They were from Crystal Insurance Company. Doreen’s eyes caught one of them in particular. She got attracted to him. His name was Stephen Donkor.

Before then She don’t believe in love at first sight, but She believe in two people having chemistry right away and she felt that chemistry between herself and Stephen. He was tall, athletic, handsome and gentle with a touch of swag in him. Unknown to her, he was also attracted to her.

He gave her his phone number and asked her to call him after school. Strangely enough, she didn’t call him.

Three days later, He met Doreen again on his way home from work. He gave her a lift. Two days later, he was surprise Doreen invited him to her home.

Stephen honored the invitation and went to Doreen’s house. They chatted and laughed. Then they watched TV.

It was a highly explicit movie was X titled “The Heart of man “-a Ghana- Nigerian collaborated movie featuring Majid Michael, Nadia Buari and Jackie Appiah.

As they watched the movie, it began to influence them.

Stephen stood up to go but was stopped by the sudden downpour of rain that hit the ground in powerful torrents turning the plain fields into gullies.

“Stephen, please don’t go away, keep me company,” Doreen pleaded.

He turned back and since she was at his back, their faces met squarely. She held him and kissed him softly. Waves of excitement move through Stephen’s body.

It was like a wild beast released from a prison of 100 years, ready to neurotransmit its content into another organism.

They gazed into each other’s eyes, wordlessly. Their desires for each other was imminent. He didn’t know how it happened but he found himself on a planet of love with Doreen, a world devoid of misery, pain and worry.

That planet abounded in joy, happiness and love.

Stephen began exploring Doreen’s private territory. He discovered her natural treasures. Her “Conicals” promised superficial pleasures, but her “low grounds” guaranteed immerse ecstasies especially at the core territory.

He reached out for the two “melons ” on her chest , toying and caressing them for a couple of minutes. He explored the peaks on her “two pendulous melons” which drooped like lazy flowers. After a couple of minutes, he decided to venture into her deeper territories for love and adventure and to satisfy his curiosity about her vast mysterious and magnificent fleshy terrain.

Exploring her “lower territories”, Stephen chanced on the gate of joy. It was positioned at the outer core, hidden behind a thicket of ‘bushes’ growing on the important section of her bare fleshy land.

The ‘gate of joy ‘ had an inlet.

Out of curiosity, he traversed the inlet and found himself in a hot chasm full of steams of ecstasy and rivers of joy. The streams engulfed him in a way that he lost control of his equipoisity.

He moved deeper and deeper into the hot chasm, partly entangled in her feminine flesh, the inner groovy layer offering one lean pathway to another complex world of fleshy folds.

The depth of the chasm seemed so limitless that he wondered if a fathometer could even measure it. It seemed to have a greater gravitational flux such that he couldn’t equiparate the swivic distance he covered from the time he entered the “hot chasm” and the distance yet to be covered.

He seemed to lost his equipollence totally as the gravitational pull in the chasm became so enormous.

His adventurous journey through the “bottomless’ depth was luckily halted by a much smaller and narrower chamber at the inner core of the hot chasm.

His sexual odyssey was truncated by the intimate barricade of folded flesh in the inner Chamber.

Instantaneously, he decided to make that juicy chamber his first land of discovery and a temporary habitat.

Suddenly, the chamber merged on his “joystick” and they became one inseparable unit.

He began thrusting “his joystick” into the fleshy chamber and was rewarded by torrent of pleasure coursing through their point of intersection.

At the Zenith of their intimacy, they melted into each other in the fiery flames of love and defied the laws of Addition in mathematical which makes one plus one two.

In this scenario, one plus one remains one, a scenario which makes nonsense of all maths theories because of the uniformity between two flesh which suddenly become One in flesh, one in spirit.

Exhaustion set in, serving as the love referee that separated the two edifice of love. Sweat broke Stephen’s skin when he finally exited her ” love chamber,” a separation that flung him out of the hot juicy chamber back into the real world of reality, pain and anxiety where Mathematical principles made sense once again.

“Stephen! Stephen!!! Are you alright???Doreen asked, interrupting his sensual fantasy.

Flash back over

“Mmm-mmm, Doreen, I’m alright.I was just taken away a bit down the memory lane where….”

“We make love,” Doreen cut in.

“Yea, ” he agreed quite ashamed of himself.

He continued, “I understand you now and I don’t think it’s your fault. Can we talk later when I’m less busy in a relaxed environment? ”

“Why not,” She said.

Stephen could feel a wave of emotion sweeping over him, the effect of the sensual flashback he had had.

Doreen stood up to go. He couldn’t help but stared at her bouncing backside as it Flipped – flopped up and down in synchronization to her well calculated steps.

He pitied himself for betraying Doreen and missing those sweet moments they used to have. Nevertheless, he concluded there was no harm in trying once again What happened 23 years ago.

“Wait a minute, Doreen,” he ordered.

She turned back, her glamorous dove -like eyes piercing deeply into his , slowing breaking the wall of defence he had built for himself. “Doreen, I am sorry for giving you a slap at the hospital. Please, forgive me” Stephen apologised.

“I have forgiven you before you ask. I understand you reacted like that because of the shock you received, when you realised your only ‘son’ wasn’t your son, “said Doreen.

“Can you give me a hug again, for old time’s sake?” He asked.

“Why not,” Doreen said and moved towards him. She gave him a lovely hug. Stephen didn’t want to disengage himself from her embrace.

Honestly, he was happy Doreen didn’t detach herself from the hug either. He knew work ethics prohibited love in the office and CCTV Cameras fixed at vantage points could easily capture those romantic scene.

Even before he contemplated on whether to disengage himself from Doreen or not Stephen heard a knock on the door. He disengaged from Doreen. The knock on the door was the saviour that temporary broke the Doreen’s hypnosis on him and prevented him from going beyond restricted grounds and thanks to the electronic spies called “CCTVs.

His secretary – Afua knocked again and he asked her to Come in. She had come for a company file. She took the file and left, looking quite suspicious at the two of them.

Then Stephen remembered the inner room in his office. It was quite small but comfortable. He gazed at Doreen sexily, held her hands and led her into the inner room.

Drama in the inner room

They began touching each other passionately. He felt the rhythmic wave of pleasure initialising in his system.They peeped into each other’s eyes, wordlessly. He pulled her towards himself again and hugged her. She remained in his arms for long.

Doreen: You know I love you so

much. My love for you is priceless.

Stephen : Yea, I know,” I said.

Doreen: Then why did you sleep with my best friend,Lucy, to the extent that she’s now your wife?

Stephen : Honestly, I don’t know why but you shouldn’t have asked her to take care of me when you were away.

Doreen: I trusted her. I never knew it will come to that.

Stephen : True, I should have controlled myself too. I’m sorry, Doreen. I wished I can turn back the hands of time.

Doreen: No, you can’t.

He kept quiet and stared at Doreen. She gazed at him with romantic eyes and a yearning for love.

“Don’t worry, Stephen, this will be the last one,” she said giggling.

He began to explore her romantically and was rewarded with involuntary body spasm. After a couple of minutes, she led him into her valley of pleasure to nurtured his fleshly desires.

Exploring the core of her “chasm” felt like a new and exciting experience to him, perhaps due to the long years of separation from her. He wasn’t alone in this experience, as Doreen began to let out Pleasurable moans “eee!! Ahhh!! Awww!!”

At the peak of their excitement, the door flung open and Afua, Stephen’s secretary entered the room calling him, “Mr. Donkor! Mr. Donkor!!, Mr. Donkor!!!!”

He kept quiet. He couldn’t go out to meet her because he was naked in the inner room with Doreen.

She knew the Inner room and was moving towards it.

Stephen knew he had to do something fast before his srcretary chanced on Sarah and him there He responded loudly, “Afua, what’s the problem?”

“Sir, are you all right in there?”she asked.

“Errrmmm, yea, I’m OK. I’m Just changing my shirt. It was stained with tea,” he lied. “What do you want”

“The managing Director asked me to bring you to his office” she said.

“Alright Afua, I will be there in a jiffy, said Stephen.

“OK, sir,” she said and left.

They heaved a sign of relief. Stephen knew lovemaking in the office is strictly prohibited and highly unprofessional. He could be dismissed for it.

After the secretary left, Doreen quickly passed the back door and left. Stephen dressed as if nothing had happened and walk towards the managing director’s Office.

That evening, he drove home with only one person in his mind. His Ex- lover -Doreen. Surely, the love had never died after all. Old firewood easily catches fire. Stephen knew he had been caught in the fires of old love.