Dial - Season 1 - Episode 29

4 years ago

Dial - Season 1 - Episode 29

As I worked overtime, I was praying mentally that she would not say those dreadful words!
One of the reasons I wasn’t so keen nowadays on meeting Vida were those words; when she was in the throes of passion, and nearing a c----x, she had this annoying habit of going into a litany of stupid words, always going like:
“Eat it baba, eat it baba, gba gba gba gba, eat it baba, or yessss, gba gba gba, baba eat it!”

At first, during the first few times, it had not been a real deal.

But as time went on, it began to first irritate me, and then it began to affect my libido.Anytime she launched into one of those tirades I found myself losing my erection.
I had spoken to her about it, and at first she had listened, but sometimes, out of sheer malice, she would shout them out, taking sick and maniacal delight in how it affected my libido.

Luckily, she was too much in need of a good shagging to say those silly words that night, and so we had an incredible mounting time in the garage, exploding to a mutual satisfying ululation of m0ans and screams and gasps…
Later, I mounted her up again in the kitchen after a quick snack, and later on in the bathroom I mounted on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and she mounted inside the Jacuzzi and finally I mounted to the finish on the floor of the bathroom.
Which left us weak and sated by the time we finished taking a bath.

She was a perfect crazy element to my craziness.

I forgot all about Nana b0s0mba as I tried to mount again on the huge bed before we fell asleep, but she told me she was tired, and sated. She was too satisfied for the night, and so we should sleep and maybe in the morning she would be h---y again.

I wasn’t satisfied; I wanted to mount again because I was so hard!

She looked at me and pliantly fell down on the bed and opened those sweet creamy thighs.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes she watched me positioning up, and then just as I was about to drive home she launched into that silly tirade of hers whilst chuckling.
“Oh, yes, baba, eat it baba, eat it, eat it, baba, baba eat it, gba gba gba gba, come on baba, eat it!”

She was soon in uncontrollable peals of laughter as my machine gun slowly melted into docile softness.
“Why does it always do that?” Vida asked with laughter. “It ticks me off so much! So funny! Oh, Biko, I’m tired baby. Let me sleep a while and then I’ll wake him up myself. But if you can’t wait you can come back and eat it, eat it baba, eat it, baba, baba eat it gba gba gba gba!”

I scowled angrily and flipped over to my side of the bed, turning my back to her.
“D--n you, Vida,” I said, and she continued to laugh till she fell asleep a couple of minutes later.
And then I slept too.
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