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EXPLICIT CONTENT: Do Not read If You Are Holier Than Thou
I push my sneakers off my feet and let them thump to the floor as she continues to play around the hotel room. My shirt comes off as I move after her, and I toss it to the couch. Before she makes it past the table my arm hooks around her waist and I bring her closer to me. I touch her neck, the toughness of my fingertips raising tingles along her skin and spreading throughout her body, bringing a spike of pleasure to her marrow.
I can’t remember a time that I had been as aroused as I am now. I can feel my muscles pumping with blood, my dick throbbing like it wants to falls off, my balls tight with lust.
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How we found ourselves here is rather interesting. Lady Luck has been dishing out favors to me lately. Earlier in the night, I had been in a dinner meeting with one of my favorite business mentors in one of Nairobi’s fanciest hotels. As he was giving me advice, this popular Nairobi Diaries chick came and sat on a table next to us. accompanied by a good-looking dreadlocked dude. Two hours later, the dude left the table. I thought he had gone to the washrooms but he never came back. Soon, a waiter came to the chick’s table and a after brief conversation, the two started arguing. The chick tried making frantic phone calls but the person on the other end wasn’t picking.
My mentor took interest in the proceedings and called the waiter over
“Nini mbaya na huyo mrembo kwani?” he asked.
“Amekula chakula na drinks na hajalipa. Ati hana pesa. Anasema ati mwanaume mwenye alikua naye amemtoroka.” The waiter responded.
“Hakuna shida…mwambie huyu kijana atamlipia”, my mentor said, while pointing to me.
I was kinda shocked. Me? Pay? How now?
Little did I know that he was pulling an intelligent wing-man move. He was doing it all for me. These veteran players always have something sleazy up their sleaves.
“Usijali…..Mi ndio ntatoa hiyo pesa. But hii ni chance yako sasa. Acha mimi nitoke alafu you can call her over to this table and do your thing”, my mentor said
The guy had just opened up the door for me to get laid. He immediately stood up and checked if the chick was looking before pressing 6K into my palm. Without wasting time, he walked away.
“See you around superstar!” he shouted at me as he passed by the chick. Wow. Now this is the benefit of knowing the right people. Dude had already done all the important ground work for me. It was crazy.
I stared at the chick only to realize she was staring back at me. Like a don, I raised a finger and signaled her to come over to my table. She did.
“Bill ilikua pesa ngapi?” I asked her as she sat.
“It was 2400. I am so sorry for putting this burden on you. Aki huyo chali ni asshole,” she lamented.
“No worries”, I assured her.
Twenty minutes later I had already convinced her to fuck. Chicks rarely say no to your advances when you have saved them from an embarrassing situation. There was no point in leaving with her. I just asked for a room in the hotel, paid and we went upstairs.
So here we are.
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We kiss for a while before I take off the shirt she is wearing. The next tip-toe of my fingers stops at her bra, which I unhook with composed expertise. As I step out of my jeans, she wiggles out of the leggings and panties. She crawls to the edge of the bed and licks her lips, staring up at me from beneath her lashes- waiting, anticipating. Her face is flushed, her eyes shining
Her hair is piled high, but when she shakes her head it comes cascading down in a glowing wave over her shoulders, and fall as far as her breasts. Oh Lord…those breasts. They shimmer like living creatures. They are perfect mounds, their color is like that of milk laced with chocolate. They are tipped with cherry-size nipples that pucker as my gaze passes over them
“You are such a gentleman. I can’t imagine that sai ningekua nachonga viazi if it wasn’t for you.” She taunts me now and watches my eyes flare with wicked heat.
“Any time!” My voice is a raspy, guttural growl.
She licks her lips again as she lifts one hand from the bed and lets it run down her body. I come closer, the head of my cock almost within reach of her visage. She stares at my huge member, like she has mistaken it for some sort of monument in the centre of town. Given the way her fingers are moving, it is like she almost wants to direct traffic around it.
“I want you to suck me,” I say to her. Knowing very well that there’s nothing better in this world than getting a BJ from a famous chick.
“Make me, do it.” She dares me, an inviting smile playing across her lips. Her breath then catches in her throat as she rakes her finger over her clit. She is super naughty and it’s showing all over her face. I am more than willing to play the game. My right hand snakes out, catching her hair, tangling in it as I hold her still and point my erection to her lips. Her tongue swipes over the broad head and she moans at the rich earthly taste of it.
Then it starts filling her mouth. Thick and iron hard, the head throbbing violently as I push inside her. She moans and hears my answering growl as she takes me to her throat, her tongue rippling beneath the underside as she relishes the taste. Her soft hand grabs the body of my cock, stroking it fiercely, determined to rip my control from me. She looks like a breed between a princess and a porn star when she lifts her lashes and stares up at me, taking me deep into her oral castle. At the same time, she is touching herself, stroking her punani with the free hand. It’s the sexiest view
She sucks me harder, flicks her tongue over the head and keeps my tool in her motuh. She doesn’t wanna let go. I push the fingers of both of my hands into her hair, tightening and pulling. She moans again, knowing the sound is vibrating against my cock. She is like a flower depositing pollen on a hummingbird’s beak.
She anticipates what I want, which is a pleasure beyond desire, something like a refinement of gluttony, sucking the life from me, all the while soothing me with a satisfied purring in her throat…..So sweet. That’s the good thing about getting dirty with whores. They always know what they are doing in bed.
She draws me deep, moaning, licking, and feels the warning throb of my Luhya manhood.
My abdomen tightens, sweat rolls down it, and a second later my head tilts back, my jaw clenches. I explode right into her mouth, making her drunk on me. She takes each furious blast without protest and whimpers in loss as I pull free of her.
My refractory period is minimal this time round. It only talks me like two minutes to become hard again. Maybe it’s all because of how sexy she is. When she goes to the loo and comes back, she finds me already wearing a condom. She is amazed.
I grab her waist and throw her on the bed. Been waiting too long for this. I part her thighs and bury the tormented flesh of my Luhya manhood into her vagina. Whatever had held us apart, whatever had restrained our bodies before, is now gone
“Oh God. Yes..” She arches, her shoulders grinding into the mattress as my tongue dives deep inside the clenching depths of her lips. We lose ourselves in the circumnavigation of each other, ensuring we feel every inch of each other’s skin
“Oh yes. I love it. …..there…..there….harder.”
Her head thrashes; her fingers dig into my flesh. I am loving every minute of it. Every minute of shagging a girl that causes so many men to have wet dreams, She is twisting against me, mewling in need as my hands land on her rear to lift her up a little bit. The rough little caresses that I place there only make her boil to intense temperatures
.“More.” She twists. She keeps arching. “Oh beby. ….don’t stop.”
I give her more. More of the rough caresses, More of the heated strokes inside her cunt. My dick drives and threshes inside her, like a rising salmon, plunging home to spawn. I keep it in action for up to seven minutes before I remove it and circle it outside her vaginal lips. Then around her clit, poking and probing. I tease the little bud with the head and she explodes into fragments. She screams my name, pulses and trembles, and before she can catch her breath, I push back to the greatest depths that I can reach.
Full length. I explore her apple-sweet territories with hungry demand, sending her crashing into wave after wave of fiery goodness.
We are beyond the present, We have no sense time, no memories and no future. There is nothing but obliterating sensation, thrilling and swelling, and the sound of skin on skin and dick on pussy as our limbs slid across each other in this restless, sensuous fuck..
She is burning, drenched in both our perspiration when I pull free of her, flip her on her stomach, and lift her rear. Then I push inside her again. My fingers lace with hers as I hold her beneath me. Her head tips back as my teeth scrapes her neck
The silken heat of her punani drives me to the brink. I manage to stave off my own satisfaction only by focusing every ounce of my thoughts on her. Her needs. Her wants. Ignoring the heady scent of floral fragrance and warm soft body that is creating an aura of heaven around me. I keep pounding inside her, mercilessly, until she shatters, until her mind goes missing.
She gives out a funny wail as she cums, a complicated series of agonized, rising vowels, the sort of sound I had heard once at a hotel when a scared waiter, weaving this way and that, appeared to be about to drop a pile of towering soup plate. Her pitch rises even higher when she feels the violent, harsh pulses of my semen shooting into the condom.
“I love you,” she whispers as I collapse over her, my head lying against her shoulder, my eyes opening to meet hers as she turns her head to stare back at me. Her loving me? No way. She must be a non-decent lady for a dude to leave the bill on her. But I keep that thought to myself.
I sigh heavily as I force myself to pull from her, grimacing in pleasure at the heated friction along my dick. Lowering myself beside her, I pull her into my arms and press my lips against the top of her head.
“Your pussy is great,” I tell her then, staring into the sunlit expanse of the bedroom as I caress her back with one hand.
It’s hard to believe that one of my long-time dreams has finally come true.
Oh hail the sheriff.
I am just hoping I won’t find myself in an episode of Nairobi Diaries. I hope there were no cameras somewhere.
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