Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39
After drinking and some small talks she told
me we will be going to the show by 9pm as
it’s an all night show. In my mind I have
small money. , only 4k I hope this babe will
not be expecting me to pay the bills. Well I
remembered I told her earlier and I calmed
As we talked her phone kept ringing. Her
friends have been expecting her and were
calling to know what’s up. After the fifth call
she switched off her phone, as I inquired why
she just gave me this ‘ I want to do some
serious business’ look. we were seated on the
bed together and she started complimenting
my lips, how they looked fresher than the last
“You’ve been kissing alot right?” She teased
and I just smiled.
“I know you have been kissing my mum” She
retorted again. I knew where this was leading
to so I edged forward and grabbed her lips
The way she responded to the kiss told me she
have been expecting it. Our tongues flicker
fastly against each other’s and soon hands
were peeling shirts. How my boxers came off
surprised me and when I bare her body I can’t
say but all I can remember was she slipped
her hands under the pillow, brought out a
condom and rolled it over my ladle.
I needed no direction, I knew where I was
going to and I went straight. No time for
teasing no time for much pre-intimacy. I found
thw silky folds with my Ladle and logded in.
Immediately I logded in, the memories of the
tight elastic silky folds came rushing back to
my brain. Warmer than ever. This time I wtaa
taking it on my own will not under duress.
I shoot to and fro in slow rhythm while she
wiggled under, gently I increased my pace and
soon was practically slapping our thighs as it
produces the sound of cupped clapping palms.
Thanks to the fan in the room. It cooled our
The warmness, the suddenness of the whole
stuff and the fact that I came out from the
Kitty that Ada came out from few hours ago
made me crazier and I couldn’t hold it for
long and soon I felt that spasm from within
and soon I shoot my schism and collapsed on
top of her.
Within seconds I regained my strength and
rolled off her and I noticed sadness on her
face. She was not happy, I knew it’s because
she have not Pour, she confirmed my thouhts
when she said. “What happened today, you
cummed to fast”
I just smiled at her, I don’t like talking during
s*x so I just rolled off the bed grabbed tissue
and wiped the condom away.
Immediately I did that I turned and gave her a
wicked grin as I stepped closer. She was
looking in anticipation as I egded closer. I
grabbed her lips with mine once more and she
responds so madly. She was certainly freaking
Hot. immediately my fingers strolled down
south and I rubbed the lips, avoiding her
hood. I parted the lips and dip half of my
finger and a flood of Kitty juice greeted me.
She was dripping wet!
unfused my lips from her mouth and went
over to her neck region down to her ear lobes
and without warning I blew a small hot air
into her ears and used my tongue to swirl
round the pinna. That act made her thrash as
she tried to remove her head by I used my free
hand to pin her in place and continued my
torture while the other finger rubbed the Kitty
lips, touching the hood once in a while.
Like a the devil entered me I suddenly stopped
and stood up straight from her. She tried to
pull me back to her but I retrained and I saw
the pleas in her eyes. You guys that have left
a girl in the midst of intense pleasure will
have a perfect picture of my description.
I knew she will be wondering what the devil is
wrong with me but I knew what my mission
was. I head straight to the fridge and opened
it. Whole and behold I found what I needed.
Whole yoghurt. So chilled and almost iced. I
grabbed it and headed back to bed. It seems
she anticipated what I wanted to do as I felt
her body shudder in anticipation.
Back to bed I poured a little of the yoghurt on
her nippless and she squirmed. I felt them got
turgid. I poured a little on her belle button
too. I looked at her body. It was good! The
youghurt, though really thick and iced was
about to drip down so I plunged in with my
tongue. I flicked away the yougurt gently from
her tips till my lips were flicking her turgid
nipplesss. She was moaning already arching
her back for my touch, that was when I killed
it. I engulfed the whole Tip and I felt how hard
it was between my teeth. I greased my teeth
on it gently and it threatened to burst.
I went to the next Tip and repeated the same
thing. She was thrashing out with pleasures
as I perform my manly duties. Done with her
Tips I moved down south. Leaving traces of
saliva as I trace down my tongue. Finally I got
to her belle button licked up the yoghurt that
have dripped down her body. I licked it clean,
she was already using her fingers on her self
all this while but as I arrived the scene I
removes her fingers and grabbed my yoghurt.
I poured a lot of quantity and started lapping
it like a cat lapping milk. Her moans were too
loud but I was too busy to care.
I lapped the yoghurt finished and it was
sweeter as it have mixed with some Kitty
juice. I grabbed her heavy laps and parted it
as I dragged her down to the edge of the bed
and knelt on the floor. This is what I call the
‘Cunnilingus torture’ I buried my head into the
road to hell and lapped the hot kityy juice
Parting the kitty lips to get a deeper taste.
She was thrusting up to meet my s-----g
action and I concentrated all my tongue
muscles into the tip and drove in. I started
tongue lashing her while my thumb was busy
kneading her c--t.
At 9pm we were seated at the Congress
Centre hall at Transcorp Hilton Hotels
Maitama. Different artiste were preforming to
the merriment of the crowd. Abuja is indeed a
beautiful city at night. The hotel was too
beautiful at night than day. While we entered,
the large pool glittered and I stood in awe but
Ada dragged me along.
The night was the bomb, 2face killed it all.
Ada and I later drove back to her apartment
by 4pm. See T.fare naw. 4k from Maitaima to
Gwagwalada. It was inderd a memorable
night. We were both dead tired when we
arrived and slept off.
I woke up by 9am. Ada was still sleeping. My
head was banging slightly and I tried to
recollect the events of the night. Immediately I
remembered how I left my madam and my
mood. spoiled, should I call her? or wait till
mor and cook up a story for her again?