Must Read: Professional S

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: Professional S

She move closer to me unclad and place my head between her bossom and I begin to lick the middle. I put my hand at the bumbum and twisting it, holding her already hard bossom and she begin to m0an. I quickly unhook the botton of my shirt. Even I don’t know what was controlling me at that period. My mood double charge like 250 voltage power running through the circuits of my system. She removes her pant and asked me if I like her new shave punany hair style. I nooded lik agama lizard. Even though, i never sure if i get the question she asked correctly. But, by pointing into her neat clean shave punany’s direction. I converted the sign-language to spoken words. She then said most socking thing have ever heard In my life… Or let say i hear it, but never been directed to by anyone, not even chika whose oppened my eyes to reality if S£x…


She said:
Ibidun: j-tee make me clean!!!!!
Me: ***streching my eyes before seen and said code-mixing grammar*** kín lò speak!!!!
Ibidun: *** smiling**** sU-Ck my K!ttyC@t….
****with a pursue look on my face and rasacking my brain uf i got the words correctly again***

That is what I always wanted to do with you; ‘she added.

****I quickly remember the lyric; “iranu”, “abasa”. emi j-tee, baba shoki. Ki ma ladi, ki ma jedi***
to my utmost surprise:
**** “intro that I should have made in sooki(simple) by sayin simple NO, I come dey drag words too far***

Before I could utter a word in my drunking master mode…, she has already bend my head under her punny. I felt pre-Pour on my mouth. It tasted like Orijin bear. I dont know if the mixture of jaca-joven that made it taste like that or Ibidun use something to wash her punany, cause i realy cant trust the girl again with my drunking master state…

Then, i begin to rim the cl!toris tongue. sU-Cking the pre-Pour and she was also holding my head as if make I enter where I take come earth. She already lost in ecstasy of pleasure. She begin to mouan; hooooo, huuuu, haaaa, sU-Ck me, eat me raw, spoil my womanliness, let me dry. So funny, she even spark my butt0ckz…. Like an army obey the war, and just like corper obey the clarion, I was doing it faster.

***like a young babe*** i started sU-Cking the pre-Pour and hope to leavin the place almost dry. The more I was sU-Cking it, the more the juice continue to coming down to my mouth, gosh. I den realised what chyka told me that when a woman has multiple wet, that is when she reaches organism. With wat I can sense under ibidun. she already had multiple organism.

The more I sU-Ck the juice the more enomous juice coming down.

Chai, It get to a level when she want to suffocate me with cunt. After 30 minutes of sU-Cking the punny, she Pour all over my face. By this period, I have become almost like a wild animal. I dont know what i was doing again. I dont know what was directing me. I became half human, half dog.

I gather all her Pour on my mouth an pour it back to her mouth. We kiss like 5 minutes aftermath.

She asked me to stand up and led my way into the room. With the way I was being directed, there is no gain say that I was under the influence of drug-abuse.

There are two-sitter-chairs inside the room. I sat on one of it. I reach my bocket to pick out the ruff-rider I brought on my way coming. She saw me wanted to wear cd. She quickly colected the it from my hand. I thought at first may be she wanted to wear it for me, rather, she shovelled it at the back of chiar.

I asked: *****with tired and drunken vouce**** why babe? Let use nylon of protextion na…

She reply by saying; I wan flesh to flesh this time.

Me: *****I hold her firmly and knack her hard****
Sometimes I would deep my d*ck inside her p*nany sooo taaaaay to feel the bottom of her c*nt.
Some time I would increase the thrust. Rather, it is lik I was continue to put parafin into flame for ibidun.

***Hmmmm, ‘this gal done drug’ was all my mind keep murmurimg , even though I can’t do anything on my own. Even though, I also was on the influence of alcoholic***

** I stood up and turned her around in form of doggy-style. Best way to make stubborn girl to cry.***

Hope, that way, she would be complaining to me of letting go for the day. Rather she was contiune to ask for more. While in actual fact my Pour refuse to come. I was groaning in pain, while ibidun was m0an!ng in pleasure. That day I made up my mind that I won’t never take joven mixed with lacasera again. But not until when I took it to level of taking Vega when I met monica and dorchas. But the case of dorchas is for another day.

I don’t want to quit by saying; I am not doing any more. And there, ibidun was going to take every actions and reaction of the best shot of my life by herself.

****Thank God, i feel Pour coming**** It has become national anthem for me to m0an when I was about to Pour. ***probably, I think almost every guys doing that for the sake of pleasure***. But the sound I made this time was no pleasure, but rather, in form of painful excruciating one. As I cream ontop of my voice:
Me: ***streching my body and expanding like crystal*** haaaaaaaa, haaaaaAaaa, ahaaaaaaaaaa, haaaaaaaaaaa, haaaaaaa, and my body become stiff in motion. I la!d down there for over thirty minutes, until when ibidun pronounced that I should start going cause either her sister or her sister’s husband could be coming home any moment after the period we are together.

As I was going home. If anyone see me, they would rather thought or felt that perhaps trailer ran over me and smashed my body into piece with the way I was looking paralyze and dejected.

Not knowing that there are people who could be referring to as iron-body like that of trailer.

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Fast forward……

I was at home taking the nap. Ibidun beeps me if I was already at home. I couldn’t reply cause I didn’t have enough energy to make any such movement. By 10:00am in the night, I got a strange wasapp message from unknow number.

Unknown: ***whsapp message*** hi
I ignored the message, cux the picture of the onwer yet to dispaly.

It later sent another message by sayin:
Unknwn: ***whatsapp msg*** I didn’t see you through out today. Hope nothing happened?

I refreshed my whatssap contacts, then the pix came on. I look at the pix and d face seem familiar.

I replied;
me: yea, I went out. And pls, who’s this?
Unkwn: it is me, Dorchas”
Me: oooh, how you doing?
Dorchas: fine.
Me: but this is not ýour no and the profile pix as well?
Dorchas: I am making use of my sister phone.
Me: which of your sister?
Dorchas: the one you see the other time.
Me: oh that one! have you told her what I sent you?
Dorchas: ofcourse. I would hand over to her soon.

And I which I see you before you go to school.

Brother floxy tell me you will be off to school tomorw.

Me: yea: but I may see you before I go?
Dorchas: which time are you going?
Me: by 12:00pm tommorw
Dorchas: **silent** I would stil be at school by that time.

The same Dorchas is a secondary school of queen college in ibadan. Even though, She is posh, with killer body and a very understanding girl. Yet, she probably a kind of girl I would hand over to our last born because of difference in age.

*****A minute later, another message come in with d same no;*****
Number: nice meeting you brother j-tee. It is monica.
Me: hooo, so you are Dorchas’s sister?
Monica: yea.
Me: hmmmm… Fine girl lookin Sekxy. How you doin?
Monica: am doin fine.
Me: you are so posh. That day I saw you heeeen, I done die. I so much trip for you.
monica: ** sent giggling symbol** hmmmm.. Am flatter.
hern, hern, …oro n boro bo

*****drunken mode****** Noooooo,……

Before I could say jack robinson and continue with my protest, She came ontop of me inform of cow-girl, but rather in a sitting position. She slot my rod inside of her, slowly, and begin to move up and down. Rolling her butt0ckz ontop my lag and dance like okoto. She statrted saying munbo-jumbo and scream ontop of her voice. Huuuu, yeaaaaa, yyeaaaaa babe, Fork me, Fork me… **can’t help it. I was dump and just stare with my half human and half drunken master mood.

Immediately my head pick up what I thought before made my way to her place;
mind1: you see? I told you she wan disturb you education so.
Mind2: you right oooo… So nah this way she wan take finish me sah.
Mind1: if you impregante her, you finish.
Mind2: **eyes open widely** never, ***shaking my head vigorously*** I must no release inside her ni.

**shrugged my shoulder**
Sebi she think she wise sey, I wise past;
I tot She don’t even bother about my mood as she was Giving me the best short of my life. She is m0an!ng: jerry you are the best. Hooouch, yeeeee, yeeeeeaaa, yeeees babe, fuxk meeeee, spoil my pusssy, show me you know how to do it better, please make the place dry. twerking her waist, the laps making some sound: kpa-kpa-kap.

****Wetin man go do? ****

I sha holding her hip to brace myself up. Fork me, Fork me babe. Give me Fork of my life. Was all I could hear coming out from ibidun.

As I was hearing all these jargons form her mouth. Just like a motivated tone. I begin to give her the Fork of her life too, even though, I wasn’t sure if i was the one using on such display. I Moved my body up soooo high to hit the datum and bottom of her punany. Fork the corner of her K!ttyC@t. I was sweating. I was breathing heaving. Pounding beneath her. I was Bleeping her so hard. Her kitty-cat wetness was helping the smoothness of jacking. ****while my mind begin to ask myself: sey nah me be this?**** because of ever dynamic hard thrust and efforts i dey put in jacking up.


After 5 minutes. We went to bed and start over again in a missionary style. That one last for 15 minutes. It get to level where I was asking myself: “won’t I Pour”? ****infact joven is a bad achoholic aphrodisiac ever***
Instead, the s£nsat!on continue to build up.

****Haaaaaa…. IBIDUN, I hope she won’t kill me here today; “my mind pronounced”****