Wedding Night Brouhaha 86

Consider this a Meeting point and WNB rolled into one..

I met my husband when I was a postgraduate student in the UK. He was a PhD student and I was a Master’s student. A friend of mine introduced him to me. He told me '' you are going to like him. He’s Yoruba like you''. My friend is Igbo. He’s a cool guy too. 

When I met my husband, he was already in his final year of PhD and I was just starting my Master’s. After the brief introduction that day, he agreed to show me around the campus and the city. That’s all. Just friendship. But I was attracted to him. He’s really a smart guy.

After that day, he took me round the campus and around the city as he promised. I fought hard not to tell him my feelings and I get jealous each time I see him with the oyinbo girls. But what can a girl do now? I can’t be fighting because of a man that has not toasted me.

Fortunately, we graduated together and our families both came from Nigeria for the graduation. He introduced me to his mom and the next thing the iya eko said was, “Omo eleyi beautiful, better marry her. There are no good girls out there.” 

We looked into each other’s eyes and we burst into laughter. He explained to his mom that we are just friends.

Back to Nigeria, I was now working for a financial institution and he was now working for a private firm in the oil and gas sector. He was getting paid really big. He talked every day and he still didn’t say anything. Finally, one day, we had a lunch together and towards the end, he asked if I was going to be his girlfriend. 

Inside, I was so happy but I did small shakara. Besides, that shakara, I raked for him letting him know that I waited for him to say it for too long. After all, I gave him all the signs. I asked him why it took him so long. He apologized saying that he just wanted to have a source of income first. Before, we finished the lunch, I told him yes.

Two days later, I have started going to his house to get sweet kiss and give hot BJ. Call me a slut. Lol! I won’t let anybody take my man. I was sexually active but due to my past heartbreaks, I  promised myself that no cookies until the man puts a ring on it. He agreed to it too and suggested the alternatives.

A year and two months later, we did our introduction and fixed our wedding. The date we chose was three months after the introduction.

On our wedding date, I danced my heart out. I did not only marry my best friend, I married my prince charming – the man I have always wanted. My husband is a boobs man and he won’t stop staring at my boobs. I’m very busty. I wear a 36DD. I could see the joy in his eyes when he finally kissed his bride.

After all the ceremony ended, he carried me into his car. His friend drove us to the hotel we booked for the night. He stayed with his friend at the reception and they talked for almost one hour. That friend of his was the one that introduced me to him back in school and he was also his best man at the wedding. So, I know they have a lot to talk about but me my body just wanted action. Except for few foreplays, I haven’t had penile penetration in two years. When my husband came in, he was stressed. I was wearing a very sexy lingerie. I drew him by his tie and whispered into his ear.

“Punish this bunny, boss.”

I don’t know where the energy came from the man just threw me on the bed. And went on to eat my p**sy good. He tongue f**ked me like a maniac. I got so wet and dripped in his mouth but he continued. He played with my clit like a kid who just had toys for the first time. Then, he went on to kissing. We kissed for up to 20 minutes and he fondled my breast all through. Then, he brought out my boobs and caressed my nips with the ice we bought earlier in the evening. I can’t remember how long he spent sucking my big boobs but I know he was there forever. 

He brought out his rock hard d**k and stick it up all my mouth almost down my throat. He has never done that before. Followed by series of spanking and ass squeezing. My ass is relatively big.

Finally, he pushed this thing that the wet tight p**sy and started thrusting like crazy. He f**ked me so good. I squirted in less than 5 minutes. My eyes rolling. My legs shaking. Immediately, I calmed down, he bent me over and gave it to me doggy style. we both exploded quickly. And then he turned me in missionary position holding my legs against my shoulder and thrusting even harder than before. Every thrust was a memory kept. I moaned on top of my voice. He went on and on until we both exploded again. We slept off after that.

The next morning, my whole body ached. We even woke up late. There were several missed calls on our phone. we got to the church service late. It was a special thanksgiving service for us. I was even sleepy all through the service. His best man gave him a wink when he caught me sleeping in the church and the three of us started laughing.

My MIL came to meet us after the service and told my husband, ''I can see your wife sleeping all through the service. She ended her praise with great job my son''. We all started laughing. I got a little shy.

I slept for the rest of the day and we flew to Dubai for our honeymoon to continue our hot romance.

Four years later, our romance is still very hot and bae still has a lot of energy to beat that p**sy up like Bash Ali. We are blessed with beautiful identical twin girls.

*Bisolathings..hahahahhahahahaahahahahahahah asawo story..kaiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Love me your kinda MIL...mine made jokes like that too..lol