I continued my kisses and licks on her thighs, then
proceeded to gently rubbing one of her breas:ts.
She dropped her phone and started adjusting a
little, moving down in a flat position, knees up, both
feet on the bed. I adjusted too. I was between her
thighs.
By now her towel was loose, boo:bs were out and
bouncing but her puss:y was still covered. I rubbed
her as$ and continued with my kiss and licks: here
and there. A notorious B.I.G’s rhyme from his
freestyle back in ’93 hit me: “I wanna kiss your lips,
the one between your hips”. My sentiments exactly.
Motivated by my favorite rapper’s rhyme, I took a
bold step to reach the main target (the lips between
the hips).
I somehow kissed my way to the region, by now she
was quiet and calm but as I was almost kissing her
cli:t, she tightened my head in between her thighs,
stopped my mission, the grip wasn’t strong so I just
added a little pressure and I was there! Damn!
Thick lips: black outside, red inside.
The blacker the Berry, the sweeter the juice right? .
I looked up at her and our eyes locked. Judgment
day. I looked at her as if to say “finally, I Don reach”
and she was looking back at me as if to say “wetin
special wey u fit do sef”. And that’s where she was
wrong cuz I can overdo it, and that was exactly my
plan.
I kissed the cli:t just once (this is my procedure),
her muscles tightened.
I laughed inside, she was extra sensitive to this,
maybe that was why she was trying to make me
stop, I wondered if she was thinking that I would
mess this up like most guys out there… or maybe
she just doesn’t know how to absorb the extacy
that comes with the art.
Either way, this would be one hell of a “s3xvice”. I
kissed her cli:ts a few more times and each time,
her muscles responded.
I paused, stretched my hand, grabbed her phone
and switched off her phone cuz one call could
change this game. Talking about changes, I needed
some changes in my life, but not now though.
I licked her cli:t with the tip of my tongue, down-up
a few times and then I gulped both of her Kitty-Cat-
lips in my mouth. Sandra had very thick lips. I
started licking and sucking both lips in my mouth
and was also licking her cli:t too.
I didn’t have to follow any technique for this,
somehow I think I lost all my techniques. I had one
goal though: to be the best she ever had (so help
me God). She was twisting her hips while I was
doing it. I kept going: the licking and sucking went
from gentle to rough.
After a few minutes, she was mumbling a few sweet
sounds and then I heard her moan:
“Corrrrrrrrper”.
That was it! Any girl who doesn’t respond to a good
tongue-game is probably brain-dead.
I had this feeling that I could cure brain diseases in
females with this art. Hey, we all nurse some crazy
thoughts at certain points in our lives. I stopped, let
her puss:y out of my mouth.
She was extra wet and it looked nasty. I stood up,
went across my room and brought out a piece of
new white handkerchief from my bag.
I came back to her, my dic:k was as erect as a
soldier on parade but I didn’t care. Afterall, This
was more than a parade, this was war.
I used the handerchief and tapped it on her puss:y
to dry out the nasty fluids.
I usually don’t make it nasty but like I said, no
techniques and no rules for now. By now sandra’s
towel was fully removed due to the twist and turns
caused by the licks and sucks but she didn’t care
anymore.
We didn’t care. But then again, who would care
when this much fun was involved?. Her knees were
up and I was between her thighs, ready to explore
more.
I rubbed her clits very gently, while squeezing one
of her bosom:s. Then I stopped rubbing her cli:t and
gently started inserting my middle finger in her
puss:y, as soon as my whole finger was in, I twisted
it in a 360 degrees motion. I did for a few minutes
then I started grinding the center of gravity.
The center of gravity is usually rough like you are
rubbing the back of a yam peel. Lol. I was making
the ‘come here’ sign with my palm facing up (Take
note guys; that’s a hot technique that works
magic).
Sandra was in estacy. I could tell by her twists, how
she folded lips and the sweet sounds she was
making. But it was far from over, I needed more
acknowledgement from her. They say “go hard or
go home”… you know the deal.
While I was manipulation her, I placed my tongue
on her clits and started licking, flicking and
sucking. That was when the game changed.
Sandra completely lost it… she locked my head
between her thighs, twisting, moving up and down
and moaning, while saying:
“Corper, you have killed me. Corper stop please.
Corper, you have killed me”.
Damn! Thou shall not kill!. I hate to break the ten
commandments. Forgive me lord for I have sinned.
Sandra became almost violent, trying to break my
neck with her thighs but I was still doing my art
smoothly.
I was built for this. After a few minutes I stopped.
Omoh this girl Don scatter my bedsheet finish, my
bed kon be like where two tigers fight. Fight or
play, I didn’t care. change of plan…