Written by Nobuhle . N Nyoni
‘That’s the reason she has not been speaking to me? I mean, I get it. That girl is gorgeous. She has a beautiful body. I stood no chance. But it hurts. It hurts so much and dammit, I need to pee.’
She walked away from the door and caught Mandla a few metres away from her. She went to him and asked where she could find another bathroom. When she got into that bathroom, she turned the key, sat on the toilet seat and stared into the abyss.
‘I should be on top of the world. I am dating one of the coolest boys in school who turns out to be from a rich family. Yet, here I am on the verge of tears because I just caught my best friend making out with her girlfriend. If there is a time I have ever needed to get my shit together, it is right now. Go out there and be a great girlfriend.’
She left the bathroom and arrived just in time for the cake-cutting. She was aiming to stand with the rest of the crowd when Mandla pulled her so she could stand right next to him as his friends sang the birthday song to him. She felt special and for a moment forgot about the pain in her chest. She helped him cut some cake for everyone and that took forever!
“This one is from you, right?” Mandla asked Sphe.
“Yes. Yes, it is.”
He grabbed the gift bag and took her hand, leading her away from the rest of the crowd. They went up the stairs and into a bedroom; his bedroom, she assumed. It had frames of famous football players on the wall, his bedding was blue and the diffuser kept the room smelling fresh. He was just as neat as she was and that gave her butterflies.
“What did my gorgeous girlfriend get me?”
“A pair of socks – it is all you are worth!” Sphe said, chuckling.
“Sphe! I was looking at this a few weeks back. You were snooping, weren’t you?”
“I do aspire to be a detective one day. Looks like I am getting it right.”
Mandla got up and hugged her. He looked into her eyes with longing and kissed her. Before Sphe knew it, she was lying on his bed with his body between her legs. She loved his kisses; they felt so soft. He caressed her and it sent waves through her body. She wanted more from him and he was keeping it clean.
‘Do I have to direct his hand to my vagina? That is what I want right now. It feels like if I don’t cum in the next ten minutes, my head will combust. But I don’t want him to think I am too forward. Or that I am a whore. I need the sex angels to whisper in his ear right now!’
“Sphe, can I touch you?”
“I thought you would never ask, boyfriend.”
He touched her boobs. Squeezed them gently and she let out a warm breath that touched his ear. He liked that. Like a pro, he took his lips to her boob and kissed it. Sphe whispered his name. He came back up and looked her in the eyes.
“Do you want to try?” he asked.
Sphe knew what he was asking. She nodded her head.
“But it’s my first time. Everything I know is from… You know.” Mandla said, shyly.
“Me too, but I want to try with you,” Sphe replied.
She was starting to feel impatient because her clit was throbbing and she was dripping wet. Mandla got up and locked his bedroom door. He took off his shirt, which prompted Sphe to start stripping too. They looked at each other with lust in their eyes. Mandla had only known masturbation and was curious about the ‘real’ thing.
He went back into kissing her. When she touched him and he felt her soft skin, his penis thickened against Sphe’s thigh.
‘Oh my gosh, it does get thick. I can feel it throbbing on my thigh. Can it throb against my clit, though?’
As if he could hear her thoughts, he repositioned himself, and his dick was on her. She started moving her waist so that it could rub against her clit and he moved with her. She felt herself get closer to an orgasm so she held him tighter and whispered, ‘It’s going to happen.’ The electric shock from the orgasm travelled through her body, causing her to tighten her legs around his waist. Mandla could barely move.
“Baby, are you ok?”
“Mmmmmh,” she responded, loosening her legs.
“May I enter?” Mandla asked for consent.
Sphe was too weak to speak, so she nodded her head. Mandla held his dick and tried to find the right hole. He had no idea what he was doing and hoped he wouldn’t embarrass himself in front of his girlfriend. The vagina confused him an awful lot.
“Tell me if I am in the right place, okay?”
He gently pushed his dick and groaned a little because it was warm.
“Yes,” Sphe whispered.
Mandla kept it there, gently stroking but for Sphe, every stroke brought a shot of pain.
‘Now I know it was pain that made that woman moan. Because here I am letting out light moans of pain, and he thinks I am enjoying it. I have to hang on until he is done because I got my orgasm and he must get his. I wish we were in the dark so I didn’t have to pretend with my face too.’
A few strokes later it felt like his entire dick was going in and out of her faster. He moaned much louder than she did, which worried her. She had no idea how much he was enjoying everything that was happening. The sensation he felt was nothing compared to his hand. His eyes were shut tight when he started cumming and all Sphe felt was warmth in her vagina. Mandla lowered himself, out of breath, and kissed her before pulling out and lying next to her.
‘A lot is not adding up here. Those videos are at least fifteen minutes long and I think we made out longer than he was inside me. I am glad it’s over because it hurt a little but is he broken? He should be able to go for longer than that, right? That warm feeling at the end weirdly felt nice.’
She looked over at him and he had a glow in his eyes.
“You are my Sunshine,
My only Sunshine,
You make me happy,
When skies are blue.”
“Babe,” Sphe blushed.
“You are my Sunshine,” Mandla said, sitting up and kissing her forehead.
“Stop it and show me where the bathroom is.”
“Through that door, babe,” he replied.
She got up and went to the bathroom. She had the urge to pee. As she peed, it felt like she was having a second orgasm.
‘What the hell was that?’
She wiped herself down and hoped she wouldn’t smell like a person who was being nasty with her boyfriend upstairs. Just as she got up from the toilet seat, Mandla walked in and grabbed a towel to wipe himself off.
“Well, this is giving married couple. Sharing a bathroom?” Sphe said.
“Careful what you wish for, baby!”
They went back to the bedroom and they started dressing up.
‘Why does this part of sex always feel awkward? Is it because we know that we just fornicated and will be seeing hell when we die? Or is it the shame of nakedness that creeps up? I don’t know but it’s not cute.’
As Sphe fixed her hair in the mirror, Mandla stood behind Sphe and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“Thank you for making our first time special. I will never forget this day. I love you,” he said.
“I love you too, birthday boy.”
They walked back into the crowd as if nothing happened. It was like nobody had noticed that they had disappeared for a whole twenty minutes. Moments later, his parents arrived and gave their speeches before disappearing into their mansion. Sphe decided to check her phone and she had messages from her Mom letting her know she would be arriving at 5 pm to pick her up. She had an hour to go with her boyfriend so she pulled him to the dance floor and they had a good time.
She didn’t want to leave. They stole kisses on the dance floor and it felt like the sex they had magnified their bond. She saw a husband and the father of her children in Mandla. She saw a picket fence and her happily ever after. Five minutes before her mother arrived, he walked her to the parking lot. There was sadness in his eyes. He didn’t want her to leave.
“I don’t want to leave either, but they say the heart grows fonder when there is distance. I don’t know. Something like that,” Sphe said.
“I am pretty sure that is not how that saying goes. But I know I want a kiss goodbye.”
He kissed her and gave her one last hug before leaving her.
‘I never want to do life without him. He is so perfect.’
Her phone pinged; it was a message from Mandla.
You are my only Sunshine. And you will always be my Sunshine.
