All my options were appearing bleak. I had no intention of
going out to the clubs and chipoing someone. Party chicks have become somewhat
of a bore to me nowadays. They get pounded by millions of dudes. I am at that
point in my life where I prefer quality women. No matter how famous or rich I
become, I would prefer banging a Rubadiri or a Brenda Wairimu rather than a
Huddah Monroe But sometimes quality women take time to tune. Even if you are a
pro-player, it always takes a few days or more to convince one that you are a
worthy suitor.
As I was figuring out how to get some quick pussy, I logged
on to Kilimani Mums Uncensored with my fake female Facebook account to see the
lamentations of the women there. They always have some crazy things to say so I
took my time to read through. As I was almost logging out, I saw an interesting
post
“Hello fellow single mums, wangapi hapa wako dry spell?
Imagine mimi nimekaa five months. I am even thinking of buying a vibrator but I
am afraid my little son will find it. He’s so naughty”
Ahaaa. There was my opening. A woman that has been starved
of s3.x is always easy to seduce. First I went to her profile to check out her
information and pictures. She was 31 and hot ashell, as if born to enchant,
enthrall and transfix men. Her name was Rukia, definitely a coasterian. I am
always lucky with coastal women. I get a lot of them. I just hoped she was
residing in Nairobi
I had to be smart when hollering at her so after several
minutes of intense thinking, I decided to go with the ‘caring friend’ move. I
hit up her inbox with my fake female account and here is how the conversation
went
My fake account: Hey, Rukia, I just saw your post on
Kilimani Mums. Imagine I was in a terrible dry spell too but luckily I found a
solution
Rukia: Hello, thanks for reaching out my fellow mum.
Ulifanyaje?
My fake account: I got a younger guy. He was really great in
bed. Would you ever consider sleeping with a younger guy?
Rukia: Ummm….siko sure about that dada
My fake account: The guy I slept with has a hot friend too,
A baby faced guy. If you want, I can hook you up
Rukia: Haha…wow. Hiyo inasound tempting but I am not sure.
Let me think about it then ntakueleza baadaye
My fake account: No problem.
A day later, on a Wednesday afternoon, Rukia sent a message
to my fake account asking to be linked up. Gladly, I asked for her number so
that I would give it to the guy (who happened to be me). She asked for a
picture of the guy first. Luckily she loved my pic.
Rukia: Huyo ako sawa….ntaenda naye mpaka che
My fake account: Haha…hakuna shida. Nishampea namba yako
Minutes later, I called Rukia and asked her when she can
come to my place. Initially, she wanted me to go to her place in Buru Buru
Phase 2 instead but I couldn’t do that. Nowadays, It’s not wise to bang a chick
at her place, especially if it’s a chick you just met. She might be having a
boyfriend that she didn’t tell you about and you get ambushed. So after a
little back and forth, I convinced her to come to my place and she agreed to do
so in the evening.
“Acha nijiprepare, then nimpeleke mtoto wangu kwa my sister
kisha naja,” she said.
Excited, I rushed back home from Westy where I was doing some
deals.
Rukia arrived at around 6pm. I picked her up at the stage
and as soon as we got to my house, no time was wasted. Thirst was blazing
inside both of us, and the scent of her perfume diffused to all chambers of my
head. I locked the door and when I turned back to her, my lashes lowered. I
flicked a look over the shorts and T-shirt she wore. She was dressed casually
and seductively. I wondered how many men had suffered from seeing those thighs
on the road.
“Naomba kushower kwanza”, she said.
“Si tunaeza shower pamoja.” I countered as I moved towards
her, my body tightening with hunger. I had been like this for days, and it was
killing me. If I didn’t touch her, have her then, I would go insane.
She didn’t say another word. Her hands just slid over my powerful
forearms, as they enclosed her, my fingers gripping the zip of her shorts and
drawing it down. She allowed them to fall to the floor and we began kissing.
Tossing the material aside, her lips began exploring my
face, licking all over my cheeks and ears. She then moved back to face me, her
head tilting back, her lips accepting mine, as my tongue swept into her mouth
once more .Honey and spice. That was her taste, and I gloried in it.
Kissing her, touching her, I lifted her into my arms and
carried her all the way to the bathroom. She was petite with a fat ass so I
didn’t struggle. I never took my lips from hers as I took off both my clothes
and hers then went ahead to adjust the water. I sipped at her saliva, licked at
her teeth, shared my taste with her, then lifted her beneath the spray of the
showerhead.
The door closed behind us, wrapping us in steamy intimacy,
as my hands coasted over her body. My lips moved down her neck, to her chest.
Rukia lifted herself against me, her head tipping back, as water
ran over her head, soaking her natural hair, running in rivulets over her face,
down her neck, to my lips. Lips that were moving from her neck to her nipples.
“Oh, God, yes.Suck it….nyonya.” She arched, driving the
tight peak against my lips. “Suck my nipples, Philip.”
I sucked the hard points inside my mouth, drew on them
deeply, growled in pleasure as she rubbed her leg along my thigh. The tiny,
nearly invisible hairs that grew there, soft as a whisper of silk, caressed
her.
Her hands weren’t still, and neither were my lips. As I
sucked at her nipple, scraped it with my teeth, her head lifted to allow her
lips to touch my brow. Her hands smoothed over my shoulders, over my arms. Her
hips kept arching to grind her pussy against one hard, lean thigh, as I held
her in place.
Wet liquid fire wrapped around her nipples. I sucked her
deep, my mouth hungry, my tongue stroking and licking, as her nails bit into my
shoulders. Warmth and pleasure filled her. Wicked, sharp pleasure that clenched
her womb and had her breath catching with an overload of sensations. She had
definitely missed this. She had missed a man’s touch, a man’s kiss. The heat of
the moment was flowing over her and through her, until she didn’t know where
she was and what she wanted. At that moment, I was her dreams, her adventures.
Her sunshine after the rain
“It’s so good……….endelea,” she demanded breathlessly,
leaning back against the shower wall, as my tongue swiped between her breasts,
followed by a hungry growl. She loved that growl. A bit of a rumble, a latent
vibration of pleasure.
“It’s been long sana,” she cried out, as she felt my fingers
fill her rather than the thick length of my cock. From the look in her eyes, I
bet It was good. It was wickedly good, the feel of my fingers caressing her
inside, parting her pussy and rubbing against sensitive nerve endings. But it
wasn’t enough. It wasn’t all that she hungered for.
Even as my fingers slid deep inside her sex, flexed and
stroked the tender tissue, she was begging for more. My thumb circled around
her clit, tightening it with agonizing need, as the nerve endings pounded with
the need for release. I could smell the sweet aroma of her pussy now. Like
flowers, syrup and sweet cream.
The bathroom wasn’t really convenient for us to fuck in at
the moment as it was really slippery, so I gripped the backs of her thighs and
lifted her. Slowly, I carried her out and placed her buttocks on a 135 liter
water tank that was just outside my bathroom. I then rushed to get a condom in
my bedroom and came back running while wearing it.
Rukia curled her legs around my waist on instinct, forcing
her eyes open to watch me in drowsy pleasure, her legs falling farther apart as
I neared the agonized flesh of her punani. She screamed as I tucked the head of
my cock against the mouth of it.
“Beby……,” she moaned raggedly, as I began to press inside
her, the silky preseminal fluid filling her, sensitizing her further.
“ Napenda……tamu,” she gasped, as I continued to slide inside
her, stretching her, parting her, burning her with goodness. Her back arched,
as I seated my erection fully inside her.
Rukia felt her muscles flexing, tightening around the width
of my Luhya manhood, and sending brilliant shards of exquisite pleasure racing
through her. They raked her nerve endings, embedded her soul, and whipped
through every cell of her body.
Words weren’t needed now, only gasping cries of pleasure and
the hard thrusts and acceptance of the heat burning through us. My dick
shuttled inside her hard and deep in luscious strokes. Rukia twisted in my
grip, taking me, stroking me, tightening on the hard, heavy length of my cock,
as she began to tremble in my arms. She arched to me, rubbing the hot tips of
her breasts against my chest, feeling the tiny fine, silken body hair that was
almost invisible to the naked eye. Damn, it felt good, though. Like rough silk
rasping over her nipples.
