Donigspain - S01 E35

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Donigspain - S01 E35

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 35

I rushed to the bank in the

morning of the day Ifeoma was

to visit. I made a withdrawal with

my ATM card in preparation for

her impromptu visit. Luckily for

us, Uche had travelled to Delta

state in order to hussle for the

money for his second year school

fees. Unlike me, he has parents

and relations who cared less of

his educational burden and thus

he was left to solely bore the

burden of his education. This

situation really took a toll on him

both physically and emotionally

since he was always on the

move; never settling down in

school for more than two weeks

except during exams. He did

almost any available job that

could fetch a few naira notes:

bricklaying, mason, sand-filling,

concrete mixing and pouring,

serving labourer just to mention

a few. I always wondered what

would’ve become of me if I was

in his shoes.

I quickly arranged the house

after I returned from the bank. I

thought of cooking rice and stew

so Ifeoma could have something

to eat when she arrives but I

later discarded the thought

when I remembered I still had an

untouched carton of Indomie

noodles. Not long afterwards,

Ifeoma arrived dressed in a nice

black tight jean trousers and red

top clutching her ‘I no dey return

today’ handbag on one hand and

a ‘pregnant’ nylon on the other

hand. I welcomed her with a

warmth embrace and a kiss on

the lips before I dashed off to the

kitchen to boil water so she

could have a refreshing bath

while I prepare noodles with egg

for her.

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She insisted I joined her in the

meal which I really had interest

in. We happily ate the meal with

two chilled bottles of Viju Milk. I

took her to a few of my friends

house after we had finished

eating and rested. Soon night

was upon us and we returned

back to my house hand in hand

like newly married couple. We

settled down and watched a

Hollywood movie I had brought

from one of my friends house.

The movie ended at about 10pm

and so it was time to go to bed. I

purposely did not want to initiate

any sêxual move as I thought she

needed to rest. How wrong was I

because just a few minutes after

I threw the blanket upon us

Ifeoma who was initially backing

me turned around in the dark

and then said ”Daddy, so you

don’t want to touch me?”

I exactly knew what she meant

by that statement but I decided

to play ignorant on her thus I

replied her by saying ”arrh baby,

but am holding you na…”

”Abeg, dats not the kind of

touching I mean” she angrily

voiced out. I was already holding

back laughter but I still decided

to tease her a little more.

”So which kain touching are you

talking about na?” I replied her

while faking seriousness but she

instantly hissed before turning

her back on me.

.

*dat thing wey dey hungry you

don dey hungry me since 1884*

.

I quickly drew closer to her,

placed my hand on her shoulder

while I brought my lips to her ear

and then took a soft romantic

bite on it. I continued teasing her

ear with my tongue, lips and

teeth while rubbing my hand

over her shoulder at the same

time. She pretended not to be

feeling my moves although I was

beginning to notice a change in

her breathing. I proceeded to

run my hand all over the smooth

skin of her hand before I slowly

slid in my hand into her night

gown as I tried to locate her

right bôôbs which was within

my reach. I gently cupped the

very firm m---d before I

proceeded to squeeze and fôndle

it while kissing her neck at the

same time. She could no longer

bear the passion. It was too

much for her as she began

letting out soft moans of

pleasure. She turned around and

climbed on top of me while

locating my lips with hers and

we started a heated passionate

kissing. The new position gave

my hands enough room to play

their God assigned roles. We

kissed so deeply that I feared she

would suffocate. Ifeoma was an

expert in the act of kissing. She

s----d on my upper lip and then

the lower lip, running her tongue

all over mine in an anti-clockwise

manner while at the same time

caressing my ears with her

hands.

After some moments of intense

romance, we broke free from

each other and hastily removed

our clothes as if we had guns

pointed to our heads. I was still

struggling to get my boxer short

off my ankle when Ifeoma dived

me and began kissing me all over

the body. She descended down

my body and got hold of my now

erêct dîck. She gave it a few

strokes before I felt a warmth

sensation gradually

overwhelming my dîck. She had

taken in almost half of the full

length. There was no more room

in her mouth to accomodate

more. She began s-----g on the

lollipop while running her

tongue all over it. Her moves

were killing me. I held her head

as I tried pushing her off to

enable me regain consciousness

but she took my hands away and

continued giving me the blôwjob

of my life. She s----d me for

sometime before I decided to

return the favour.

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I turned her around and made

her lay on the bed with her legs

sprayed. I ran my hands from her

feet up to her thighs in

successions before I finally

located her jericho with my right

hand. I brought my mouth to her

left bosom while my right hand

continued working on her

extremely wet jericho. I

systematically continued to circle

her areolas with the tip of my

tongue. In one instant, I took a

soft bite on the erêct nîpple

before taking it into my mouth. I

alternated between the brêasts

as I continued pleasuring her

with both my mouth and my

hands. Her body vibrated to each

touch and not before long she

held my waist with both hands

and drew my g---n closer to

hers. She met my g---n half way

and began rubbing it with her

jericho. She continued this for

sometime before disengaging

from me. I was still

contemplating what I may have

done wrong before I got hit with

a request I least expected.

”Baby, I think am ready now…

Please, I want to feel you inside

me.”