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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 2

I then said. “Are you telling me that, when we
marry you won’t be able to see me Unclad?
Come on Kunle, you need to snap out of this.”
Kunle said. “I am sorry, I am not just
comfortable with this…”
I was so angry, I was beginning to doubt his
manliness. I feared he even might be gay. So I
said to him. “Are you trying to tell me that
you are not man enough to handle me?”
He looked at me deeply. I could tell from his
eyes that he was hurt, he just looked on and
remained speechless. Then he left the room.
I have never seen him like that before and I
was already getting fed up.
Some hours later that night, Kunle came in
and I was already in bed. He then went to the
bathroom and came out some minutes later
and he laid beside me on the bed. I wanted to
say something but I felt it was better I kept
my silence. Next thing, I felt his hand on my
waist, I couldn’t believe it, it felt deliberate. It
became very interesting, I then decided to tilt
towards him and his touch on my waist later
became a grip. I was enjoying it and I wanted
him to discover his other side .
I then held his hand and I placed it on my
Bosom, he grabbed it softly, caressing it and
after some few strokes he relented and drew
back. I felt a bit embarra*sed and I was
obliged to talk to him. Then I said. “Kunle it’s
okay, I am all yours, my body, my heart and
my soul.”
He then moved towards me and I did likewise
and that was how we kissed. It was our first
kiss, as our lips touched I was full of
anticipation, only to be disappointed. Kunle
wasn’t really a good kisser, I had kissed a
couple of guys in the past so I knew a good
kisser when I met one.
The following morning, Kunle said to me.
“Simi, I am sorry about what happened last
night. I just realized that if we continue to
stay here the Devil will lead us astray. I will
move to Bankole’s place just a street away.
Please understand, I love you and I don’t want
us to go against God’s plan for us.”
I felt so bad hearing that. I couldn’t object
because I knew he had already made up his
mind, so I said to him. “It’s okay Kunle.
There’s no problem I understand.”
It wasn’t easy for me, I had already built a lot
of pa*sion and urges in my head. Kunle
moved his things and went to Bankole’s
place. I felt so alone and rejected, we only
communicated on phone and we didn’t see for
a week.
Bankole came to see me few days later.
Bankole was very dear to us, he was like a big
brother to Kunle and he always paid us some
visits. He then asked. “Simi, is everything okay
between you and Kunle?”
I then started crying. He comforted me and
said. “Please Simi, you can talk to me.”
I was afraid Kunle might end the relationship
so I felt I needed to confide with Bankole. So I
opened up to him, telling him to beg Kunle
that I would never encourage such acts again
till we get married.
Bankole then said. “Simi, Everything will be
alright.”
I felt better and a bit relived.
Bankole kept on checking me up, cheering me
up and comforting me. Most times he brought
some biscuits, yogurt drink or chocolate. He
was very witty with a wonderful sense of
humor. Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
To Be Continued…
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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 2

Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 2

I then said. “Are you telling me that, when we
marry you won’t be able to see me Unclad?
Come on Kunle, you need to snap out of this.”
Kunle said. “I am sorry, I am not just
comfortable with this…”
I was so angry, I was beginning to doubt his
manliness. I feared he even might be gay. So I
said to him. “Are you trying to tell me that
you are not man enough to handle me?”
He looked at me deeply. I could tell from his
eyes that he was hurt, he just looked on and
remained speechless. Then he left the room.
I have never seen him like that before and I
was already getting fed up.
Some hours later that night, Kunle came in
and I was already in bed. He then went to the
bathroom and came out some minutes later
and he laid beside me on the bed. I wanted to
say something but I felt it was better I kept
my silence. Next thing, I felt his hand on my
waist, I couldn’t believe it, it felt deliberate. It
became very interesting, I then decided to tilt
towards him and his touch on my waist later
became a grip. I was enjoying it and I wanted
him to discover his other side .
I then held his hand and I placed it on my
Bosom, he grabbed it softly, caressing it and
after some few strokes he relented and drew
back. I felt a bit embarra*sed and I was
obliged to talk to him. Then I said. “Kunle it’s
okay, I am all yours, my body, my heart and
my soul.”
He then moved towards me and I did likewise
and that was how we kissed. It was our first
kiss, as our lips touched I was full of
anticipation, only to be disappointed. Kunle
wasn’t really a good kisser, I had kissed a
couple of guys in the past so I knew a good
kisser when I met one.
The following morning, Kunle said to me.
“Simi, I am sorry about what happened last
night. I just realized that if we continue to
stay here the Devil will lead us astray. I will
move to Bankole’s place just a street away.
Please understand, I love you and I don’t want
us to go against God’s plan for us.”
I felt so bad hearing that. I couldn’t object
because I knew he had already made up his
mind, so I said to him. “It’s okay Kunle.
There’s no problem I understand.”
It wasn’t easy for me, I had already built a lot
of pa*sion and urges in my head. Kunle
moved his things and went to Bankole’s
place. I felt so alone and rejected, we only
communicated on phone and we didn’t see for
a week.
Bankole came to see me few days later.
Bankole was very dear to us, he was like a big
brother to Kunle and he always paid us some
visits. He then asked. “Simi, is everything okay
between you and Kunle?”
I then started crying. He comforted me and
said. “Please Simi, you can talk to me.”
I was afraid Kunle might end the relationship
so I felt I needed to confide with Bankole. So I
opened up to him, telling him to beg Kunle
that I would never encourage such acts again
till we get married.
Bankole then said. “Simi, Everything will be
alright.”
I felt better and a bit relived.
Bankole kept on checking me up, cheering me
up and comforting me. Most times he brought
some biscuits, yogurt drink or chocolate. He
was very witty with a wonderful sense of
humor. Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
To Be Continued…
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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 2

I then said. “Are you telling me that, when we
marry you won’t be able to see me Unclad?
Come on Kunle, you need to snap out of this.”
Kunle said. “I am sorry, I am not just
comfortable with this…”
I was so angry, I was beginning to doubt his
manliness. I feared he even might be gay. So I
said to him. “Are you trying to tell me that
you are not man enough to handle me?”
He looked at me deeply. I could tell from his
eyes that he was hurt, he just looked on and
remained speechless. Then he left the room.
I have never seen him like that before and I
was already getting fed up.
Some hours later that night, Kunle came in
and I was already in bed. He then went to the
bathroom and came out some minutes later
and he laid beside me on the bed. I wanted to
say something but I felt it was better I kept
my silence. Next thing, I felt his hand on my
waist, I couldn’t believe it, it felt deliberate. It
became very interesting, I then decided to tilt
towards him and his touch on my waist later
became a grip. I was enjoying it and I wanted
him to discover his other side .
I then held his hand and I placed it on my
Bosom, he grabbed it softly, caressing it and
after some few strokes he relented and drew
back. I felt a bit embarra*sed and I was
obliged to talk to him. Then I said. “Kunle it’s
okay, I am all yours, my body, my heart and
my soul.”
He then moved towards me and I did likewise
and that was how we kissed. It was our first
kiss, as our lips touched I was full of
anticipation, only to be disappointed. Kunle
wasn’t really a good kisser, I had kissed a
couple of guys in the past so I knew a good
kisser when I met one.
The following morning, Kunle said to me.
“Simi, I am sorry about what happened last
night. I just realized that if we continue to
stay here the Devil will lead us astray. I will
move to Bankole’s place just a street away.
Please understand, I love you and I don’t want
us to go against God’s plan for us.”
I felt so bad hearing that. I couldn’t object
because I knew he had already made up his
mind, so I said to him. “It’s okay Kunle.
There’s no problem I understand.”
It wasn’t easy for me, I had already built a lot
of pa*sion and urges in my head. Kunle
moved his things and went to Bankole’s
place. I felt so alone and rejected, we only
communicated on phone and we didn’t see for
a week.
Bankole came to see me few days later.
Bankole was very dear to us, he was like a big
brother to Kunle and he always paid us some
visits. He then asked. “Simi, is everything okay
between you and Kunle?”
I then started crying. He comforted me and
said. “Please Simi, you can talk to me.”
I was afraid Kunle might end the relationship
so I felt I needed to confide with Bankole. So I
opened up to him, telling him to beg Kunle
that I would never encourage such acts again
till we get married.
Bankole then said. “Simi, Everything will be
alright.”
I felt better and a bit relived.
Bankole kept on checking me up, cheering me
up and comforting me. Most times he brought
some biscuits, yogurt drink or chocolate. He
was very witty with a wonderful sense of
humor. Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
To Be Continued…
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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 2

I then said. “Are you telling me that, when we
marry you won’t be able to see me Unclad?
Come on Kunle, you need to snap out of this.”
Kunle said. “I am sorry, I am not just
comfortable with this…”
I was so angry, I was beginning to doubt his
manliness. I feared he even might be gay. So I
said to him. “Are you trying to tell me that
you are not man enough to handle me?”
He looked at me deeply. I could tell from his
eyes that he was hurt, he just looked on and
remained speechless. Then he left the room.
I have never seen him like that before and I
was already getting fed up.
Some hours later that night, Kunle came in
and I was already in bed. He then went to the
bathroom and came out some minutes later
and he laid beside me on the bed. I wanted to
say something but I felt it was better I kept
my silence. Next thing, I felt his hand on my
waist, I couldn’t believe it, it felt deliberate. It
became very interesting, I then decided to tilt
towards him and his touch on my waist later
became a grip. I was enjoying it and I wanted
him to discover his other side .
I then held his hand and I placed it on my
Bosom, he grabbed it softly, caressing it and
after some few strokes he relented and drew
back. I felt a bit embarra*sed and I was
obliged to talk to him. Then I said. “Kunle it’s
okay, I am all yours, my body, my heart and
my soul.”
He then moved towards me and I did likewise
and that was how we kissed. It was our first
kiss, as our lips touched I was full of
anticipation, only to be disappointed. Kunle
wasn’t really a good kisser, I had kissed a
couple of guys in the past so I knew a good
kisser when I met one.
The following morning, Kunle said to me.
“Simi, I am sorry about what happened last
night. I just realized that if we continue to
stay here the Devil will lead us astray. I will
move to Bankole’s place just a street away.
Please understand, I love you and I don’t want
us to go against God’s plan for us.”
I felt so bad hearing that. I couldn’t object
because I knew he had already made up his
mind, so I said to him. “It’s okay Kunle.
There’s no problem I understand.”
It wasn’t easy for me, I had already built a lot
of pa*sion and urges in my head. Kunle
moved his things and went to Bankole’s
place. I felt so alone and rejected, we only
communicated on phone and we didn’t see for
a week.
Bankole came to see me few days later.
Bankole was very dear to us, he was like a big
brother to Kunle and he always paid us some
visits. He then asked. “Simi, is everything okay
between you and Kunle?”
I then started crying. He comforted me and
said. “Please Simi, you can talk to me.”
I was afraid Kunle might end the relationship
so I felt I needed to confide with Bankole. So I
opened up to him, telling him to beg Kunle
that I would never encourage such acts again
till we get married.
Bankole then said. “Simi, Everything will be
alright.”
I felt better and a bit relived.
Bankole kept on checking me up, cheering me
up and comforting me. Most times he brought
some biscuits, yogurt drink or chocolate. He
was very witty with a wonderful sense of
humor. Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
To Be Continued…
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