The Body-Guard

Kumasi, 2009.

The Pastor walked in first. A fine gentleman that exuded all the confidence in the world. His entourage followed. A tall man appeared at the back dragging suitcases with him as he strode in with calculated steps. He was the Pastor's bodyguard. Vicky's gaze went past the pastor and settled on the tall man. She was awed. He was really muscular and stood at nearly 6'3. He had a handsome face and when his eyes swept the hotel lobby, they rested on Vicky's face. They stared at each other for a few seconds... he winked and looked away.

Later that night, everyone settled in. Vicky's shift as room attendant should have been over hours ago but due to her hardworking nature, the hotel manager had asked her to stay and see to the guests. Truthfully, she had been asked to stay because she was really beautiful and guests loved to see her around. She was the eye candy of the hotel. The pastors were on the topmost floor in the east wing suite. The bodyguard was given a room on the floor directly under the topmost. Room 107. Vicky was given a room too so she could be close by when the esteemed guests needed assistance. She settled in the room opposite the bodyguard's. The events that would follow later in Vicky's room, 106, were a sight to behold. 

This is how Vicky tells the story:

The bodyguard grabbed my ass before his lips met mine. They crushed mine and I felt his tongue shoot deep into my mouth, searching for my tongue. I entangled my tongue with his and we began a friendly war.

A bit earlier, I had showered and changed into a sheer robe and settled in bed. That was when I heard it. A shuffling noise and sounds of frustrations from outside my room. I got out of bed to check in on the situation and found Mr Bodyguard fidgeting with his door. He couldn't open it. He smiled when he saw me and threw his arms open in despair. I sauntered over to help him. We both reached out for the door knob at the same time and our hands touched. Believe me when I tell you, I felt weak in my legs. I don't know how we got to my room, but soon we were kissing passionately and fumbling into my room. Not bothering to close the door completely, we found ourselves at the foot of the bed.

My body responded to his every touch. My nipples hardened as he continued to knead the flesh of my round ass. He drew circles on the under-parts of my ass. I trembled. The bodyguard flung me onto the bed and proceeded to kiss my neck. My weakness. I got wetter. I ran my hand down his back and onto his ass. I grabbed them as he had done mine early on. He shivered and that made me happy. My strong bodyguard slid his body down mine a bit and next, my bra was coming off. A hard nipple was met with rough hands. He twisted and pulled. His mouth covered my other nipple and I felt him suck on it like a baby. At this point, I wanted my panties taken off. My clitoris needed attention and this man was going to administer it. But I allowed him to take it as slowly as he wanted.

I felt his kisses on my tummy and his tongue playing around my navel. Being a trained security person must come with multitasking. One hand covered my right boob, lips kissed and drew circles on my tummy, and then another hand got into my panties. My body didn't know which touch to respond to. He played with my pussy lips for a while, ignoring my clitoris. He ran his finger down the length of my pussy, dragging juice from bottom to top. Soon, my robe was coming off. I felt his teeth grab the hem of my panties and drag it down. I reached down in an attempt to help slide the panties over my ass. They came off smoothly. The bodyguard set to work flicking his tongue all over my juicy slit, travelling over my pussy lips, dipping into my hole. He pumped his tongue in and out of me while rubbing my clitoris with his thumb and forefinger. I had had sex. I had had lots of sex but I hadn't ever reached the height of ecstasy that I was at this moment.

"Lick my clitoris, make me cum," I found myself encouraging him. Trained to take instructions, the bodyguard centred his tongue on my clitoris and pushed and rubbed it until I shook, convulsed, and squealed as my first orgasm crashed through my system.

I lay there for a full minute while he lapped up the juices that ran from my pussy. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I sighed in great satisfaction as he cleaned me up with his talented tongue. He licked my pussy so clean I felt the stirrings of arousal again. But I figured I was being selfish. I needed to give him attention too.

I slowly pushed his head up and away from my pussy and when he looked up, I winked at him. He smiled at me. I pushed my body down and sat on the edge of the bed. My little hands found his belt and started unhooking it. Soon I was freeing a semi erect dick from its confines. It looked happy to see me, the way it sprung up when I pulled down the boxer shorts. I said hello to it and kissed the tip. It jumped up at the touch. I was in awe. I wrapped my hands around the happy object of enjoyment and felt I still had more dick flesh exposed. I opened my mouth and took him in. He moaned a little and I felt encouraged. I settled in to work. With one hand pulling the shaft up and down, I sucked on the head of his dick like my life depended on it. It tasted like everything I had imagined in our short gaze fest early on when the entourage arrived. He moaned every now and then as I continued pumping and sucking. I pushed him onto the bed so he could lie down while I sucked his hard dick. I lowered my head and took him all in. I gagged but the bad bitch in me continued sucking. I grabbed his balls and massaged them. My other hand went to his butthole and played around it. He grew bigger in my mouth. It was his turn to run his hands through my hair. I felt myself getting wet. I pushed a finger up his butt and felt his balls begin to tighten. I knew the end was near for him. 

I stopped sucking.

He looked at me in disbelief.

I crawled up on him and crushed his lips with mine. We kissed slowly at first, and then the hunger intensified. I raised my hips and positioned my pussy on top of his very erect dick. First, I teased. I hovered on it, allowing only the tip to brush or poke my pussy... whatever. That drove him crazy. He lifted his hips to meet mine. I lifted mine up to get away from him. I wanted to tease him for a while. He reached out to grab my boobs. I let him. He fondled them and twirled the nipples with his fingers. I felt weak.

I sank down, pussy deep onto his hard dick. 

We both moaned when every inch of his big black dick disappeared into my pussy and my butt cheeks were resting on him. 

I began to ride. Up and down I went. I banged him quickly. Then I slowed down because I was getting tired. I raised my hips till his dick stuck out of my pussy, and then I went down on him again. I repeated this for a while, then...

We heard his name mentioned outside and a knock on his door followed. 

I don't know what came over me but I opened my mouth to respond that he wasn't in his room. At that very moment, the bodyguard lifted his head and took my lips into his mouth. He kissed me deeply and whispered against my lips that I shouldn't say a word. He grabbed my ass and now started fucking me. Up and down he thrust his hips to meet mine. He drove his dick so deep into me; I felt wave and wave of pleasure.

The voices faded outside. They concluded that he might have gone out to scout the neighbourhood as he did often when the renowned man of God and his entourage visited any place.

In a swift motion, while our lips were locked in a French kiss, his dick deep in my pussy, the bodyguard turned me around. He was now on top. He dug in. He dug in deep. His lips covered mine and prevented me from screaming. I moaned loudly in his mouth. He fucked me. I raised my hips to meet his thrusts. His big dick filled my pussy and left no breathing space. He fucked me hard and long. I dug my nails into his back as I enjoyed every bit of his thrusts. I came. My juices flowed so much, I wondered how many times I had cum and didn't know it. The bodyguard had still not cum. 

My wonderful instrument of enjoyment. He was so focused on my pleasure. 

When I finished cumming, I twisted his dick out of my pussy and turned around on all fours. I lifted my ass up and arched my back. The bodyguard entered me in one try as I was wet from my pussy juice. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard. He fucked me with rage. I wish I could have seen his eyes. His hard dick went in and out... quick and hard. Short strokes. He pumped and pumped. Then his pace quickened. He grabbed my ponytail and fucked me good. 

His body stiffened. 

I pushed my ass back to envelope his dick fully. He shot his cum deep into me. Spurt after spurt, I contracted and relaxed my pussy walls to milk him dry. When he was spent, he let go of my hair and I collapsed onto the bed. I knew my guts had been rearranged.

The bodyguard said goodnight to me, picked up his clothes and went into his room. I couldn't pick up myself to go shower.

I slept.

The next morning, I complained to the manager that I wasn't well. He gave me permission to go home. I went into the bodyguard's room to say good bye. He was in the shower. My eyes twinkled as I realized the possibility of what I could do. I quickly shed off my clothes and opened the shower curtain. He spun around defensively and relaxed when he saw me. He reached out and I melted into his arms. We kissed passionately while the water cascaded over our bodies. His very hard dick was poking my tummy. He lifted my left leg and supported it upwards with his right arm. I grabbed his dick and positioned it at the entrance to my pussy. He slid in slowly. 

We fucked in that position for a while. I intentionally reached out and pushed the soap down. We both laughed as the soap fell. I bent over to pick it up and he entered me from behind. He bent all the way to grab my boobs as he fucked me slowly and deeply. I forgot that I came to say goodbye. The sensations ran through me. I groaned. I moaned. I mouthed some nonsense. He fucked me. Slow. Raw. My orgasm started building. I needed him to cum with me. I tightened my pussy around his dick and pushed my ass back. He got the cue and thrust forward to meet my every push back. My juices flowed without prior permission. His dick grew bigger in me. My eyes opened widely as I felt cum pour into me. My knees felt weak. He held my hips to support me.

I turned around to kiss him as we let the water rinse our bodies clean. I said my goodbyes and exited his room discreetly.

My greatest sexcapade.. 

Years later, I met Mr Bodyguard in Jet, Accra Mall, and I was genuinely happy to see him. We exchanged pleasantries and he tried taking my number but I said no. I knew what he could do to my uterus. I missed it but I was a married woman at that point. Some things were better left in the past. He said alright and goodbye. I called after him, "maybe another time".

These days when I think about that encounter in the supermarket, I wish I had taken the bodyguard's number. I have been divorced for two years and it would have done me a great deal of good to have the bodyguard providing bouts and bouts of orgasm as only he could.

Maybe another time.








A story, that may or may not be a true story, inspired by my buddy Vicky.
Additional help from my sweetheart Naa Djama.