WHEN SHE GOT MY HEART

By Nelon Gerrard
#ItsLove

Christmas was up and about; the talk of the town. Relatives jetting in from different parts of the world in a highly celebratory mood ready to feast and make merry. My anticipation and contemplation were however entirely at something else even though Christmas was the reason it was bound to happen. Just like everyone was expecting someone, I was expecting a soul that was gradually conquering my heart with every Christmas that came to pass. This was the only time of the year I had to set my wanting eyes on her and talk to her on some occasions. It was always a perfect feeling this time of the year.

Over the years as we grew up, she immortally showed me affection with the way she expressed herself and behaved around me - very attractive – a glorious smile on her always, her sweet voice with a little depth was a matchless feat, her distinctive demeanor, her adorn was a class act that caught my eye every chance I got; even if it meant peeking through a key hole.

Our bond was growing by the time, communication between us became regular and companionship started to grow hastily. At this while I was wondering why all this hadn’t started at least a couple of years back but well, perhaps this was the outright time for it to happen.

Last Christmas after all the good memories we’ve created together over time - despite the distance between us for a greater part of every year, she got my heart away, blew my mind into fantasy, swept my feet off a higher ground.  As festivity kicked in, I didn’t know what package was yet to unwrap for me but the stake of what I felt was way above the landmark.

Days later as soon as she set foot home, she invited the phenomenon of my essence with a call to let me know it was that time we had a special practice of what we promised each other. This message put me off all I had planned to do, with my imagination ripping all the fears and creating a perfect picture of what would become, my instincts put me in an assurance mode that extraordinaire was bound to happen. Just like a prayer, my eyes kept closed for several minutes as I painted the picture in the heavens, it was really beautiful, indescribable in words but would only matter if it really happened sooner.

 At exactly 8:30pm, a message on my phone from her simply read “What’s up tonight?” After seconds of reckless loner smiles, I replied back “I want to rip your wild thoughts into pieces of valor if only you agree to come here”. “Do I have a choice?” she replied with a quiz. “See you in a few”, I wrote back. “OK!” she responded

The night was extremely cold, so I put on heavy wear to keep me warm while I waited for her stealthily outside. My phone would remain inside for fear of being spotted by nocturnes and late night freelancers. But I knew exactly what direction she would show up from. 20mintues later, she hadn’t showed up. Coldness munched me up to the marrow but was hopeful she would show up shortly. This would go one for a further 15minutes. Finally, a vigilant head popped out of the shadows of the moon. From a distance, I knew it was her since I discerned her walk. All the cold scattered away from me in an instant as I walked towards her to let her know I was close by. When she saw me by the moonlight striking my face, she walked faster towards me, jumped onto me and kissed me with unforgettable passion. “I couldn’t wait for tomorrow to come”, she said with her eyes closed and voice toned. I could feel the sensation of what she said in the beat of my heart. It was very special and felt so real. I knew she had only a few minutes until she was back home but she was certainly staying a little longer.

We walked to a nearby tree in the lawn, sat on its base holding hands talking in whispers to avoid attracting attention about what the holiday was going to be like. Words were limited with abundant affection all over ourselves. As the talk faded, actions flourished - my hand in her garments nibbling her paps to and fro the cleavage while we caressed uncontrollably without not stopping. 

When the heat of the moment became unbearable, we stripped completely nude under the tree shade with moon rays scrapping the shades through the leaves unto a body to body bond. We arranged the clothes on the ground to create a makeshift bed and conceal the drench. We lay down side by side like we were in our room and made love all night till 5 in the morning.
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EYE IN MY SHINE

By Nelon Gerrard

Based on Michael M’s true story

#ItsLove

We were separated by three classes in primary school – she was in class two while I was in class six. As a little boy growing up fast, I remember finding myself growing fonder of her innocently. It was nothing I understood at that tender age; I don’t know what exactly it was but I somehow wanted to set my eyes on her quite often even though nothing I would do about it. Seeing her was a big privilege because it came on rare occasions until the silver lining set itself up for me to receive the blessings from up above; my best friend David was coincidentally her brother. He was given the task of picking her from school every evening on his bike. As best friends, I always escorted him to pick her which gave me all the chances to see her on a daily surreal at least before the weekend came in to break the pattern.

Dimple bae as I love calling her, has been a wonderfully beautiful and jolly girl from her tender primary school years. Her splendid smile with dimples on either side of her cheeks give me assurance that her beauty is forever.

Growing up, I didn’t know what all this meant to me or probably to both of us. As most people might have experienced, my chance to grow up with Dimple bae was ripped in many unexplainable ways when her family chose to shift her to boarding school, kicking me completely out of the perfect picture, at least mentally. That was a sad experience for a little longer time; but as a child, I outlived it and moved on perhaps partly.

A couple of years later when I was already out of school - in the working world as they say “a blessing can only be obstructed temporarily but can never be refuted completely”, I was thrown into fantasy unexpectedly when with all the glory and honor, I set my eyes on Dimple bae again. This is absolutely one of life’s best moments ever for me. I could hardly believe what I saw; she had grown into a beautiful princess; her eyes bigger and brighter, her hips bulging, her hair flying pony and her lips my Oh mine! Was it being foolish or was it being exhilarated? I thought to myself as I run towards her through the busy streets, calling out her name like we used to scream at guys as we herded cattle back on the countryside so loud in my mind.

Luckily, I got to her before she disappeared from my gaze. I patted on her back as she turned swiftly a bit frightened to a massive astonishment, “Oh Michaeeelllll!” she exclaimed in awe. “You are all grown now. Look at you! Even more beautiful”, I said to her as I embraced her tight with my arms around her waist. “We have to talk very soon”, I told her as she said sure we have to. I asked for her number so we could talk later.

Later that night it was reigniting of a crimson lost love. A love that my dreams wanted to see come true, a love that gave my heart extra beats as my mind gave it little space of thought, a love that made me sigh like the great trekkers while they peaked at every hill of the journey. It was that time a new chapter started taking shape for a love so beautiful.

A long call followed by endless chats ensued as we reminisced what we had back home when were still kids. At this time, I came to believe wholly that love is a special form of creation meant to be amidst special people always finding its way no matter time and distance.

After a few weeks of sweet chats, late night calls and meet ups, we were up for a movie date at mine. Her choice was a very scary horror movie that I obliged to. Jeepers Creepers was on the tariff for the evening. It was a charming Saturday evening being at home all day relaxing and listening to music. At about 6pm, my phone buzzed; it was her just close to my apartment.  I rushed out to pick her. Clad in beautiful blue denim trousers, a red strapped crop top and black long hair with dark tan shades covering her eyes - stunning in my face, my head nodded with reflex in satisfaction knowing it was my time to have a happy soul inside of me. She was excited and happy to see me as she hugged me and pecked on my left cheek making me shiver all body instantly as I walked her indoors.           

 I hugged her tight when we got inside for a welcome home, then served her a cold glass of passion juice making her feel comfortable with my hand on her cheek.

Moments later before the movie was on, I asked her whether she remembered how her brother and I would pick her from school on bikes. She nodded to concur and added “I was always stuffed with panic and never thought I would fall deep in love with you”. I got closer and sat next to her, whispered in her ear, “You are a wonderful girl, glad to have you here” prompting her deep smile in response and a thank you in a low amorous tone. “Well, let’s have our movie”, I said as I pressed play on the remote while we relocated to the carpet sitting side by side holding hands.

Jeepers Creepers turned from horror to perfect romance. For every scary scene on the screen, she downed her head into my chest and held me tighter as her breasts paced down on my laps rhythmically while I held her by the nape. This happened momentarily and turned out to be an interesting bliss. Every time she fell into my chest, my concentration on the movie lessened as my imagination thought through possibilities of the night while it sorted fears. On a very special occasion before the movie had hardly reached midway, she buried her head into my laps getting me hyped, I got on my knees and helped her get on hers as I simultaneously locked her lips with mine. I kissed her deeper since she never resisted any move. Her lips were soggy, her boobs intense while her breath got deeper and sounded more arousing as she held me firmer. I could feel the pulse of her heart beat as we kissed more and more.

She wildly pulled off my armless blue shirt as I pulled her down while striking her ebony long hair with my finger. I raised her legs and struggled pulling off her tight denim pants while she wiggled her waist provocatively revealing her already soaked thong undies. That spectacle made me give up on the pants after I had pulled off one side of the trousers. She turned around lying on her breasts raising her soft rears at an angle of heavenly revelation with exclusive access as I got the better part of valor.

This moment rekindled a love that germinated from our early childhood days until now. Over the years since we met again, life has only been a great journey full of wonderful joys and exceptional ways of handling icebergs that hit us. I look forward to more love has to offer to us because my love for Dimple bae keeps growing and flourishing giving me hope that one day the aisle will enjoy our strolls.

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