More Than Friends - S01 E15

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More Than Friends - S01 E15

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 15

#PETER

I couldn’t believe Denise was here, was she following me around? If she thinks I’m going to talk she must be mad.

Peter ➡ Denise.. Let go of me! What do you want?

Denise ➡ Listen to me Peter.. Enough silent games.. I’m going to make you talk one way or the other… You know the person behind this kidnappings, I know it… Yesterday two girls were kidnapped with out a trace.

Peter ➡ look lady.. Nothing you do or say will make me talk.. My lips are sealed.

Denise ➡ Is that so? Good.. I like those who play hard to get.. Let’s get into this room.

Denise pulled my arm and dragged me into one storage room, as soon as we got in, she plastered my lips with sensual kisses ?, God! This lady knows how to kiss.. She held my a$$ pressing it softly, then I began to feel her hands around my peninsula.

I quickly pushed her off when I realized what she was trying to do.

Peter ➡ What in the world are you doing?

Denise ➡ What does it look like? Having s-x inside the building is against the rules of this industry, and if by mistake we’re caught.. I will get fired but it won’t bother me because I have my real job and you however.. You’ll lose your teacher’s respect and admiration.. So either you talk or you and I are going to get real busy.

Peter ➡ Look, stop this… If this is a joke you better stop… JESUS!!!

Just when I thought this wouldn’t get any worse, Denise unbuttoned her shirt exposing her beautiful set of white succulent bre-sts. She held them and wiggled them at my face trying to turn me on and it was working… My d-ck was on a standing point and it was getting stiffer.

This Denise lady sure takes her job seriously! She’s willing to do anything to make me talk, God! What should I do?

Peter ➡ Denise.. Please cover your… Chest.

Denise ➡ You’re still resisting.. Don’t worry.. I’ll handle you properly.

Denise came in front of me plastering her t--s on my body, I closed my eyes so that I wouldn’t be tempted by her bre-sts, she then began to wiggle them on my chest trying to arouse me.

Denise ➡ Peter.. I’m waiting.. Talk or get f-cked.

Peter ➡ Like hell I am.. Go f-ck yourself.

Denise ➡ I will.. But I won’t do it alone.. COME HERE.

All of sudden, Denise pulled me hard and plastered my face on her milk jugs… God! They were so soft and they smelled great, I tried pushing her off me but her grip was strong.. She held my head tighter to her t--s suffocating me in between her melons.

Denise ➡ That’s right Peter… Inhale the sweet fragrance of my t--s, s--k them if you want…

Man… This Denise is crazy.. I’m guessing she’s a nympho as well, The police I know you brute force to make a person talk, but this one, her own way is different and scary. I struggled hard trying to break off her hold but she held me tight as if her life depended on it, then in that moment, I decided to try some nasty trick, I slipped my hand under her and poked her c-nt, Denise reacted excitedly letting go of me, The moment her hold was loose, I pusher her out of my way and ran out of the storage room.. I quickly ran back straight to the studio room to talk to Mrs. Nkechi about what was going on.. As soon as I entered the studio, I heard loud sensual moans.. I froze for a minute listening to the moans, then afterwards smacking sounds followed.

It didn’t take me long to realize someone was having s-x but who? Besides I thought having s-x was against the rules,… What can you expect from the people of Nigeria? We’re very stubborn after all. We make the rules and yet we don’t follow them.

I quietly tiptoed and followed the sounds, soon I got to one room and realized the moans was coming from there, The door was slightly open, I wanted to interrupt and ruin the moment, but something told me not to.. So instead of turning around and giving these people their rightful privacy, Curiosity got hold of me… Luckily the door had one key hole, so I peeped through it to see what was going on.

To my surprise, I saw Nkechi and her husband f-cking hard against the wall, her back was on the wall facing her hubby while she was being f-cked as for her husband, he balanced one of her legs on his shoulders drilling her hard. I continued watching as the two of them kept s------g hard like two beasts in heat, Francis’s a$$ was clenched and sweaty, his butt cheeks tightened hard as he hammered deep into his wife’s pinky.

Nkechi moaned harder grabbing onto her husband’s nyarsh in the process, her nails dug deep into his a$$, Francis increased his tempo drilling Nkechi as hard as he could, both of their legs were shaky and sweaty.

Nkechi ➡ (moans) F-CK ME! YES BABY.. GIVE TO ME!! OH…

Francis ➡ You want it… Then take THIS!!! (pushing his hips forward)

Nkechi ➡ JESUS CHRIST!!! AHHHHH!!! I’M CUMMING!!! AHHHHH.

I watched and heard as Nkechi screamed in pleasure.. I never knew she had this naughty side of her.. Francis pulled out of her as she squirted and came, I watched as some waterish stuff came out of her c-nt, after that, Francis turned her around her the d----e position, Nkechi balanced her hands on the wall adjusting her a$$ properly for her husband, Francis took his time and planted his extension cord deep into her.

Nkechi screamed as her husband began to drilled her from behind, the man smacked her bum bum hard making a hand print on her white a$$, I watched keenly as his d-ck slipped in and out of Nkechi.. At first he hammered her slowly but afterwards, he increased his tempo.

I kept on watching at the live p-rn that was happening right in front of me, Nkechi’s melons bounced wildly and her a$$ jiggled as her husband’s d-ck penetrated her.. Her eyes were flickering as if she had gone mad, her mouth was wild open as if she wanted to shout, her tongue was hanging out as she drooled in satisfaction..

Watching this intense love making made my d-ck hard, I had no idea that s-x was this good… No wonder women become prostitutes..