AWKWARD WAYS I MET GIRLS PART 9
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By now we were both on the bed, she layed and
I was over her. With a stiff rod and a wet
womanliness we were ready.
She was clean shaven that I couldn’t see a
strand. The lips of the womanliness were large.
Big. I instantly felt hungry for
them. Sucking her wet womanliness would get
her crazy but something else got her crazier,
myrod!
I parted her labia majora to reveal a very
beautiful hole. It looked red, wet and welcoming.
Myrod was rock stiff, so I went
down softly and slid in…
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh” yetunde’ moan went up to the
heavens.
I slid the whole of my shaft in to the end,
everything locked in place. Then I started to roll
my waist, the sensation went
from her womanliness to all parts of her body as
she softly moaned
“Uhhhhhhhhhh stttaaaaaaaaagg”
Then with a steady slow rythm I began to go
OUT-IN-OUT-IN as I began to bleep yetunde
I could sense the sensations going through her
cos as I bleeped her she got wetter till there was
no friction at all. The
nerve endings in her womanliness got all the
beautiful feelings they were made to get. My rod
was stiff and unforgiving. I
fvcked her and she moaned to my pleasure.
All of a sudden, the size of what was underneath
flashed my mind. Dammit, I pulled out, turned
her to face the bed and
voila! The mass stared back at me. I loved it.
The shape, the size, its owner. I liked everything
about Yetunde and most of
all, the lips of her wet hole handled my corck
with care.
She positioned on all fours. My teacher was
about to be taught some lessons. She had been
a bad girl and I had to teach
her some lessons. From the back. She looked
ready, positioned and I had to use both hands to
separate her huge
bombom to reveal the goal post.
You see, the sound of yetunde’s moan was like
melodious music as she sang my name when I
went in from behind
“Ssstttaaaaaaaggg” she moaned
I began to bang her from behind. Dooggy is
sweet o. Girls love it. But most of them pretend
about fvrking doggiy style so
you dont think ill of them.
I looked from sideways to look those two big
oranges going back and forth as I rammed her.
Steady thrusts, at regular
interval and with every stroke it seemed like
something vibrated through her body. I fvcked
her silly. She kept calling my
name. Moaning my name. She was sweating. I
hear about ladies faking heavenly feelings, I
wonder how? With a good
Bleep, no can fake it?
Sweat covered her as we were both enjoying our
moment. I screwed her hole tight. Mehn! I was in
another world. The
only thing that mattered right now and here was
me and yetunde. That was all that existed.
I was ssweating as she was. Both of us, butt
nnaked and screwing blissfully. This feeling God
ordained. Weed can’t give
you this feeling, neither do I think heroine or any
other drugs can. Pure beauty! Pure ecstasy! Pure
pleasures! Was all I
was feeling. Like I was floating away in a cloud…
No! I abruptly stopped and withdrew my rod cos
I had to save my mind from drifting away.
Yetunde’s Well was driving
me mad…
I pulled out and was breathing heavily when
yetunde started begging
“Oya naw, stag oya naw, don’t leave me like this
naw, continue stag please, I will die o”
Lol. Don’t blame her, she must have lost many
nuts from the screwing.
She can’t die na. Its the ecstasy of the moment. I
had screwed her silly. We must’ve been bleeping
for about 45minutes, I
too had lost many nuts in my head as the
screwing had loosened them all.
I gently pushed her down and turned her on her
side such that she faced the wall, and I
positioned her top leg, the left
one at angle 90. I slid two fingers in and began
to fingerr her, she shut her eyes and when it was
really getting into her,
she started hitting the wall. My fingers found the
area I was looking for. Right under her cameltoe.
I caressed it lovingly,
giving it some care and attention. Then my shaft
lid back in. I hadn’t screwed another two minutes
when I felt the walls of
her punnie tighten. It was time.
I maintained the tempo and the angle that got
her punnie to tighten. Another 30 seconds, they
tightened again. This time
tighter. Her moaning changed
“Ahhh”
“Ohhh”
“Yeeeh”
Short moans with heavy breathing, then she did
something. She gave her bombom a heavy slap.
Hmmmm…this was a
very naughty student teacher being punished.
Her bombom were taking lashed from my hard
cane. My my rod had
started jerking and I knew the white cream was
forming and ready to Pour. She slapped her asss
again. I got the
message, so I helped her. As I gave slapped that
huge sweet ikebe, her punnie pushed my rod
from inside of her as
squirts of water Pour splashed out of her. It
splashed everywhere. I had burst-a-nut.
But I could hold all this beautiful experience
inside as it had started Approaching…it rushed
out! I had Pour. On her laps….
I got up for tissue paper and cleaned it. She
didn’t even responde at all. She didn’t rise from
the bed at all. She was
exhausted. Sweaty. I was happy I did a good job.
Every guy is looking for a job, but don’t bother
on how to do a good
job. I looked her eyes closed lying on the bed
with no expression across her face. A blank face,
as if she had fainted.
I brought her a cup of water and tapped her. For
where? I found out she had drifted off into a mild
sleep…
bleeping and sweating for close to an hour and
thirty minutes is no mean fit. We were both tired.
Good pounding is good.
That way sef, you’d loose more calories than
hitting gym. I climbed on the bed and laid beside
her. Well, the Pour hadn’t
concentrated on any one part of the bed so no
need in waking her to turn the bed. The sweat on
our bodies was more
sef.
I laid savouring the moment, and didn’t know
when I drifted off…
In what looked like thirty minutes or an hour
later, I felt something wet on my body. Slowly, I
drifted back into
consciousness only to find Yetunde wasn’t done
with me yet.
Yes, the wetness I felt was from Yetunde’s
mouth. She was sucking my dcck. What a way to
wake a guy up!
I slowly opened my eyes to the sensation of a
perfect bllow-job. As my rod started rising, my
eyes started closing. I was
loving this! And damn, she was good. She’d pour
some spit on my cap and thoroughly lick it with
such care and
tenderness. Then she’d lick it all the way down,
and then began to suck it. I couldn’t laugh, I
couldn’t cry. All I was just
saying was
“Oh sht! Oh! Oh! Ahhhh!”
She sucked me and sucked me. Ahh! Yetunde
mi! Yetunde showed me another part of her with
this sucking. I was loving
this girl. Who said sx isn’t love must be
confused.
She kept sucking me, it got to a point I gripped
my bedsheet tight cos it felt like I was going to
explode.
She was good at it. I didn’t feel her teeth on my
cuck at all. It felt warm and wet and soft like a
womanliness. A lady who
knows how to give a good bj is privileged.
Because the mouth is a spare womanliness! The
mouth and punnie are one of
a kind. They are both meant to eat, to receive
food. Both have two lips, both get wet and warm,
both get whet with
appetite, etc.
Anyways, I got a very lovely bj, as it got to a
point I was rubbing her head and occasionally
sat up and kiss her forehead.
Yeah, she deserved to be kissed on the forehead
for a good job. When I was about to come I
stopped it. I wanted to Bleep
again. I did. Just once more. We showered
together and I restrained from just tapping that
asss. You know, just acting up
because I’d love nothing more than having a feel
until we were back in the room, she asked
“How do you like my asss, you’ve never
commented”
Hmmm… Its true, I hadn’t commented cos most
girls with huge batty don’t like people
commenting about it, it
embarrasses some of them, especially when a
stark stranger does so.
I just smiled when she asked if I liked her batty
“I’d like to hear you talk about it.”
“Will it make you Hot again?”
She laughed
“Nutty boy”
Our gist had now gone deeper, now she tells me
about her friends and family. Lol.
Good s*x has beenn unlocking many doors since
the days of Adam!
She was freer. I guess she felt relaxed and safe
with me. A question had been on my mind so I
asked it
“Why did you ask what my ex-gf liked about me?
You didn’t ask what my current gf likes about
me”
“Ehen, tell me a little more about your ex. I want
to know less about your current. Some lines
shouldn’t cross. The little I
know about her the better. Just don’t tell me
about her”
Hmmm… I guess she had a point tho.
“Fair enough.”
She had dressed up and was putting her
earrings back on when she said she had to go,
she had some chores waiting for her at home.
.
She left.
*WATCH OUT FOR PART 10
