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03.07.2015 Feature Article

A Letter To Yaa Dufie: I Can’t Wait To Break Your Virginity

A Letter To Yaa Dufie: I Cant Wait To Break Your Virginity
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Dear Yaa,
It is exactly 4 yrs since you went abroad.As i go through the throes of life ,your absence continues to chew at me. Life has been a milestone around my neck without you.

At least,a comely streak of nostagia struck me when I recieved your last letter on July 1, 2015. I was overjoyed when you stated with complete assurance that your virginity is still intact and that you would let me have the honors on the night of our wedding.To tell you the truth, that has been uppermost on my mind all these years.I am always afflicted by worries of you losing your virginity to someone besides me. My eyes were on stalks when I discovered that you were a virgin at a nubile age of 23 even though you had pulled no punches about this subject in one of our nocturnal telephone conversations prior to the discovery.

Yaa, do you remember what I told you during our first meeting? I mean that blind date at the legon botanical gardens.Well if you cant recall, let me remind you.It was an answer to a question you asked me.You wanted to know my take on sex before marriage.My answer to you was that, even though I was not a virgin then, I had no qualms at all holding on to sex until the night of my wedding.Even though i didnt have the courage to tell you how deeply i was in love with you, I was ready to control my libido until marriage if that was the only sine- qua- non to win your heart.

I remember that evening.The sky had taken on a purblish hue.The moon had shown its laughing face.Everything seemed peaceful.The flowers quivered gently in the evening breeze.My mind wandered slowly as i sat on the bench infront of the legon botanical gardens waiting for you.I had taken a long shower that evening.I painstakingly dried myself and rubbed cream into my body.I smoothed my hair with sweet almond oil to give it more lustre.Choosing the right appareI was when i found myself in dire straits.I didnt want to appear as a dandy.Not too elegant.Just enough for that first encounter.We had spoken on phone for weeks .You had given a good description of yourself.Suddenly you appeared.Your eyes were stunning and your smile was worth its weight in gold.When you turned sharply,the curve of your buttocks evoked an earthly scented love.My tongue felt heavy, and prevented me from uttering the slightest word.My confidence had been worn away like rocks lashed by a stormy sea.I wanted to dissapear into oblivion.I was welded to the bench, eyes wide open to beguilement.The wafting rythym of the sweet scented perfume you wore was up to snuff to jolly me along.Memories of that first encounter with you that night remain my habitual escapism whenever I miss you.

Yaa,I had an ace up my sleeve when you visited me in my house.I could have easily broken your virginity.That morning, I traipsed to the washroom as I had become incontinent.When I had scarcely finished flushing my buffers,it dawned on me that you had promised to come over to my house.The elders say, "Love is the passion that we feel inside of our hearts that we can't hide. We pretend to hide it, but it burns us more and more until the pain grows and grows and it never ends".Sadly enough, I lacked the testicular fortitude to make my intentions known to you.I had in no small measure rehearsed my lines for weeks;What to tell you, how to say it, etc.

I ran out of the washroom.Stopping by the kitchen door,my eyes lowered.Peeping through the kitchen window while cleaning it,the vault of the heavens was opening up to let daylight take possession of it.The thought of you wandered slowly along the byways of my memory.Your scent was inside me.The taste of your skin was still fresh and the sound of your voice resounded in a hundred echoes.Nostalgia remained intact.Shortly afterwards,my phone buzzed,it was from the security check point in the estate.The voice of the security personnel dropped to a hoarse whisper.”Is this house number A1?’’I responded in the affirmative.”Sir,are you Kesse, and are you expecting one Yaa Dufie?”I urged him to let you in.

A few minuites later,the bell rang.My mouth was agape in wonder.You had an austere simplicity.Your grandeur was like cocoyam groves in line among stalwart mangoes.Your smile was warm.I took a jaunty step forward and hugged you with gusto.I ushered you into my elaborately furnished sitting room.After fixing you with a glass of your favourite, "sobolo", i went to the kitchen to warm banku and tilapia.You came over to lend a helping hand.While we washed the cooking paraphernelia after eating, I plucked out courage and proposed love to you.I couldnt contain my joy when you accepted my proposal after a long silence.

Thereafter,I stared deeply into your eyes and saw a leaping arc of desire.So I cupped your breast in my hand and played with the dusky crest as you growled with gratification.My tongue penetrated your moistness;my mouth sucked your tongue into mine.I kissed you until you were achy, breathless and clinging to me.You shuddered and clutched my shoulders for strength, losing yourself with each thrust of my tongue .You wrapped your hand around my full, throbbing erection and started stroking.

There wasn't an inch of you that I didn't taste -- from the base of your throat to the curve of your waist to the backs of your knees. And when I finally I nudged your knees apart and settled myself heavily within the cradle of your thighs ,I felt each spasm as acutely as if you were connected to me as the tremors of desire shook you .It was at this point that you faintly pleaded with me not to penetrate since you wanted to preserve your virginity till marriage.Even though you were groaning and in helpless surrender as my velvety tongue slid in and out of your genitalia and the lightening bolt of euphoria was shooting through you, I decided to drift down from the height of ecstasy and respect your wish.

So you see, I decided to preserve your virginity for the night of our wedding.I long for that night when I will wrap your legs around me, and we will hold on to each other as if the world would burst apart if we let go and we will soar over the edge and all the way to the far side of paradise.

Your love,
Emmanuel Amoafo Kesse
AUTHOR:Emmanuel Amoafo kesse

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