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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AWAY FROM HOME

By Nelon Gerrard
#ItsLove

At the start of the month we got new staff joining the team in different departments replacing those that had left. It was an absolute addition above all for me since I became friends with one of the princesses among the new advents on the spot. We had earlier met on one of the business incubations about a year ago where we only said hi. On being introduced to me by the HR during orientation, we instantly recognised each other and became friends right away; she would find comfort with me since we had met before unlike my colleagues who were entirely strangers to her.

Later that evening prior to retiring from work, she came to my workstation seeking knowledge and guidance on how to go about work easily and people in the corporation.
She sat the opposite side of my desk looking directly into my tiring face wearing a beautiful multicolored kitenge round skirt, a plain white sleeveless top with matching earrings, curly hair and a hand bag smiling with a charming dental exposition and well coated lips.

This stunning look on her re-energized me after a very long tiring day, my mood to go home went down as I fancied being with her a little longer, my feel good hormones getting so well into my arteries and nerves calling me to let the time go by with her around. I couldn't let it just pass without a good mark as I asked her to instead walk with me from work until her residence for the talk. Gladly she nodded with approval as she went to pick her belongings reading ourselves for the stroll.
A few minutes later she came back with a grey coat added unto her exquisite body, it was getting colder and darker as night fell. We chattered a lot as we strolled slothfully for nearly two hours. My evening was majestic, she left me on cloud nine even though she wouldn't show it obviously - I knew it from her body tumbling and shaking as I hugged her good night in front of her residence. This would be the order of every evening for the next couple of weeks as we became so close and started overlapping tides of friendship by the day.

Three weeks later we were out for a company camp by the lake on the countryside. It was a team building camp. For a heaven's hug, her room at the hotel was next door to mine; I saw this at check in - my biggest sense of distraction all time on camp. I wanted it all as imagined and thought but never wanted to seem like Mr. Rush Guy. I spent that night sleepless and restless in my bed, my body itching, my mind spinning with awesome ideas, my body calling on me uncontrollably to respond to its desirous taste.
After spending the entire night eaten up by temptation and imagination, I couldn't believe it when dawn broke unto my face through the window.
I turned on my music boom and put my favorite gospel song Michelle Tumes' The Light on repeat to console myself and start my day with a bit of  inspiration.
At 6:30am, I got out of bed and decided to go to her room and say good morning. To my astonishment, I was greeted by a sweet soothing voice, not of a bird in the morning but hers singing along my favorite song. She was overhearing it from my room. I couldn't help myself, I could not knock on the door, I could not imagine what people would say if they found me in the corridor that early standing at someone's door bare-chested in boxer shorts as my ears devoured the beauty of her sweet voice into my soul, rising the rate of my heartbeat. Woow is what kept resounding in my mind as I rushed back to my room to take in a rare moment of bliss.
Shortly after, I went back straight knocking at her door as I said my name and told her to open for me.
She opened the door with one hand while the other held the slit of her rob - strings not tied. On seeing it was me, she let the rob free exposing partly what was inside - a red hot short translucent night dress with nothing underneath. This moment of freedom got me standing still by the door without saying nothing as she walked back to the bed side. On turning back, surprise struck her no-made up pretty face; she asked with an astonished tone, "What's up! Why are you standing there?” I smiled at her as I locked the door with the key and proceeded to her bed.

"Can you sing for me that song again? “ I asked her with a deep morning voice. She smiled innocently - the look on her face provoking my imagination, she said yes as my eyelids closed waiting anxiously for her voice to hit my eardrums in vain, I opened my eyes only to find her rob off as she smiled at me like a joker.
Well! This meant something else to my thinking as I went for her lips with mine.
She got on her knees and  pulled my hand towards her left breast - meaning I had taken so long without doing the right thing, as I caressed it like a sponge ball while we kissed drowned in deep breaths while both on our knees. She run her hand down my chest to my pants, started playing with me and her hand in my pants before pulling me out and tugging down my pants to the knees as I kissed her firm fruity boobs making her moan rhythmically while her hand playing with me lost grip as she lay flat on her back.

I run my hands along her inner thighs to her pot of honey that was all wet and dripping alerting me of the readiness to eat the quail from heaven
I turned her around with her boobs and head down on the pillow while her hips raised into me exposing her dripping pot to my hard and tempered melon for a warm long ride in the morning.
Later in the afternoon after a series of team building activities, we were free again. We went to the far end of the beach, isolating ourselves from colleagues where we swam in the lake enjoying kisses and making out on the beach sand.
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CRACKED WITH A LIP BITE

By Nelon Gerrard
#ItsLove

The sun searing, heat radiating all over the earth crust on a Tuesday afternoon, the pool  graciously tonned with nice girls - some diving splashing water while others busking in the sun donned eye catching bikinis - a perfect moment for a delightful breeze of the afternoon.

She was seated at the edge of the shallow end of the pool probably waiting for me as she sensually according to my view bit her lip with her eyes closed looking into the sky, a bright ray reflecting on her innocent smiley face.

Seeing all this, I was more than excited to join in.I rushed to the locker room. Pulled my sweat pants down and my shirt up head through, left bared chested with black shorts the only covering on my body ready for the dives and strokes.

Shortly before I rushed out, looking at myself in a wall mirror,  the door interrupted. It was a sad her with so much worry written allover her face.
Wondering what's up, she showed me one of her incisors had cracked. She could not explain what exactly had happened.

I stopped asking questions and focused on calming her down. "Babie! It's a simple crack and will not in any way affect your beautiful smile and dentition. Don't worry babie!" I said to her

I hugged her and let her head rest on my chest, her wet ticklish long hair running along my abs all the way down my naval. Her breasts so tight and hard thou cold, her thighs  pressing hard my below the belt.

After she had calmed down, her voice smooth like a violin, her body not wanting to separate from mine, her eyes red she said, "let's go swim together now".

"OK OK OK", I said faint-heartedly without motion. I then swiftly lifted her onto a closet counter in the room untying knots of her bikini straps as I got hold of her rock hard nipples closer to my diaphragm at no distance between. She wrapped her arms around my nape and pulled my head into her cleavage - her temperature rising so quick, her breath faster. I stepped back and made her lie straight on her breasts on the counter. She suddenly developed goose bumps allover her body as I caressed her spine line teasingly with my hardened wet tongue.

She could not keep lying down, she sat up holding her mouth shut. I locked the door to avoid no more interruptions and  held her legs up unto my shoulders, my head in between as I descended onto her labia stroking them up and down, left to right squeezing and releasing them rhythmically with my lips. Her sweet courageous but cautious moans hitting me up calling my body sweating. She dropped one of her feet to my pelvic area and stripped my boxers down and  pushed me away. She turned around and bent over exposing her dripping hamstrings with a beautiful arousing summon.

"Dop Dop Dop" a knock on the door seemed to interrupt, I told whoever it was to come later. Thank God they responded positively with silence as I put my shorts completely off while she raised her left leg to a bench nearby giving me heavenly access to her warm pinky juicy melon for a breathtaking quickie.
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ULTIMATE REVELATION

By Nelon Gerrard
Based on a True Love Story
#ItsLove

He kept looking at me stealthly throughout the day. I could not predict what he was up to really because he looked calm and innocent. Later in the day after the congress, he walked up to me and said “You are beautiful, I love your seductive smile”. Honestly I felt flattered - it came as a pleasant surprise out of my imagination. Unsure of how to respond to him appropriately, I said thank you. He smiled and said wow as he walked away.

His smile struck my attention but I  never gave it much thought after all it was the first time meeting. The next morning we found ourselves seated next to each other on the bus having a normal conversation about our countries and sports associations. I loved his company; he really engaged me in a banter that kept me away from upshots of loneliness in a foreign country. We exchanged contacts and marked the start of our friendship as my trip to Doha came to a close.

Exchanging contacts meant that we would remain in touch and probably meet again in future congresses since we are both sports journalists. During this time, as we interacted more online, I realised that he was a calm and likebale person - my attraction for him started changing tide because he was always looking out for me. He became a very good friend of mine that I started thinking about him, missing him – I was not in plans of moving out with him though but keep him as a very good friend.

Soon we were meeting again in South Korea and this nice dude was up for election to the next executive. I noticed that all his friends liked me, “Perhaps he had told them about me – not sure though”, I thought to myself. When it was voting time, his friends came asking me to vote for him but it was only obvious – my vote was his. It was an effortless persuation.

Our relationship sparked off in Brussels when we met again, his colleagues had not turned up for the congress – their Secretary who was supposedly the only other member from his association present asked me to keep him company. "He is all by himself",  she said.
He asked me to dinner with him that night which I gladly submitted to. He told me lots about him. I told him about me too. This night changed my feelings about him, my heart beat rhymed in his favour with every word of his story. It was the right time and I was falling in love uncontrollably.

The next day after the day’s activities, we were on for an evening stroll the two of us as we moved from place to place around Brussels, I could feel from the way he acted around that he was getting affectionate with me by the minute. It felt so special as my imagination got blown away into fantasy.

 “I have admired you since I first set my eyes on you in Doha. I have been thinking about you and dreaming of you ever since. Just one problem, I was afraid of letting you know that I fell in love with you the first time we met; I didn’t know what your response would be! Today, i have decided to nolonger betray my feelings for you by letting you know that what my heart has seen in you beyond my eyes is the best place I want to live forever”, I listened carefully but nervously as he said to me covered in a star studded blue sky. I felt the genuineness in the tone of his voice and the tenderness with which each word rolled off from his lips in front of St Michael and St. Gudula Church. I was already in love with him. Our loved sparked off, graced and revealed in front of church

On my birthday in June this year, he asked to  visit me and my parents to shine greenlight and seal it all for the start and continuation of a fairytale in reality.
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WEAK KNEES

By Nelon Gerrard
#ItsLove

Lights literally went down when she set foot in the arena sparkling clad in beautiful sky blue damaged denim trousers and a silverish crop top attracting my full  attention away from a football match on giant screens 5minutes away from stoppage time.

I couldn’t hold the impression drowning deep in my heart and in my mind causing me to glow with passionate solo smiles while my head turned as she walked to her seat. In my mind I had never seen her before but her face was so familiar. Luckily she passed just in front of me and said hi as she called my name.

Calling my name was just enough foundation for me - I got on my feet and walked to her, she had scarcely settled in the couch perhaps waiting for the match to end and get to the dance floor and beer bottles. She had cute friends around that had come earlier but I never gave them my attention just to keep focus. I gave her my hand and asked to talk to her outside bceause it was noisy inside yet I wanted ample interest.

Speculation on her face showed she was surprised how swift I was to follow her, but well, she never resisted getting up as I walked her outside to a busy parking lot filled up with revelers arriving and others leaving. I wanted this time for me in my mind and indeed it was heading that way because she seemed like she had been looking forward to a moment like that perhaps from me still.

“So today all the pride has gone?” she asked. I struck my look deep into her glorius eyes, her lips glittering with a fine balm, her beautiful black hair sailing gently in the whirlwind, her arms folded. I picked her arms from the fold and held her somewhat warm hands with mine, making her drop her face from the intensity of my gaze into her eyes. “Proud! How do you mean”, I wondered. “You’ve never looked me in the eyes like this before, you have been ignoring me everytime I was where you are”, she said gracefully. “There’s always going to be that time when the bell rings, when the birds sing and when the moon shines. This is it”, I responded with a low deep voice making her smile with impression.

“It’s getting cold here, can we go back inside”, she asked. I removed my blazer, placed it on her shoulders wrapping it across her back to her boobs and said as I leaned against the car bonnet, “This will make you warmer. Let’s be here longer” while I turned her a round and made her soft bums lean on my laps, her light weight resting on me, her luscious cheeks next to my tempted lips as we both looked into the sky without saying nothing for a while, thanks to the dark night that could only take advantage of my weak active imagination.

I turned her around making her boobs sit on my bulging chest while her thighs rested on the bottom of my belt activating my pintle rising him from slumber. My whole body picked up the moment as the lights from her eyes became deemer by the second. We nearly locked lips but my conscience became my biggest weakness on the night calling me to stop whatever it was heading to, she was breathing deep and surely in the moment but a bit of thought woke my mind up and reminded me she was the girl I had seen with different guys some of who were not worthy on several occasions making my suspicion over power my desire to have another special night as I asked her to go back inside.
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SAND FROM THE BEACH

By Nelon Gerrard
#ItsLove

I woke up at around 8am with an elated mood, it was a Sunday - I wanted to spend the day in solitude on loud music all day to refresh myself for the new week since she had told me she wouldn't be around. Though I wanted to be with her, her not being around wouldn't let me be lonely. I made the most of it shouting to loud music in my house bare-chested in my favorite black shorts. It was extremely hot; a menu of fresh juice and fruits made by me wouldn't have been any better.

She called telling me she was going to the beach with her friends which I had no objection to even though I was used to spending Sundays with her. I felt it right to let her have some fun with her friends.

As nightfall made the day darker, I tried calling her to find out how she was doing and when she was returning home but her line couldn't go through. "Perhaps shes still having fun or her phone is down on battery", I thought to myself as I resorted to my loud music.

As the night went by, an unexpected knock interrupted my loud solace; I turned the music down low to attend to the knock. On opening to my surprise, she was the one holding her shoes in her hands barefooted with a lot of sand in her hair; her eyes red with her lips wet and seemingly wanting.

"Why are you here at this time, when will you go home?” I cautiously asked because it was past her curfew time.
"I want you! And I only have a few minutes here", she said as she walked towards the bedroom while unzipping her sexy short jumpsuit.

I picked a cloth, wiped her mud stained feet and carried her to the bed thinking she was going to spend the night even though it was against her home rules. I was also worried because her mother would call me every time she delayed going back home even when she never knew we were together.

As soon as I laid her on the bed, she jumped unto me and sat dripping self on my face rubbing her immense warmth on my nose and lips thrusting back and forth, her heavenly scent gushing out into my inhalation, her drip flowing down my chin and her melodies covering my ears with harmony.

I teasingly pushed her away and ran to the couch, she followed running, grabbed me by the arm and tore my t-shirt off while breathing faster and hard, her eyes closed, her boob nips very hard pressed against my chest. My body was literally shaking from excitement; my pants fighting surging to explode as my chest cavity contracted with every breathe.

In no time I was tearing her jump suit from one of the shorts as she loosened my belt pulling my trousers down to my knees as we fell off the couch. She jumped on me and rode me on so hard without a pause with ecstasy until we both climaxed at the same time in under 5 minutes.

Her phone was ringing at this time and it was her mother calling, she picked up and told her mother she was stuck in jam but would be home in 10. I dressed her up swiftly in her torn jump suit and rolled a wrapper round her waist to cover the torn part of the jump suit and saw her off.
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