TERRIBLE SWEETNESS! Mr.Hyena juggles twin sisters with Sebei prison warder
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There are chics I chew and almost go home and tell my wife. Some chics are obscenely sweeter than alphabetical words can explain. I chew them and feel tinglings sparkling throughout my body. Like Hellen, my baby mama’s sister. I almost told her sister how sweet she is.
Having told you that, allow me to share my greatest worry as well. It’s highly likely that I will never step foot in heaven. Reasons being god has let me enjoy so much here on earth or reason two being I’ve misused my powers on earth in terms of chewing so many chics yet religion only allows us to chew at the most four.
Back here in Hoima, I had a baby maama called Nyakato who jointly ran a restaurant with her mother and twin sister Hellen. It’s like god has allowed this restaurant to exist such that I chew all its staff. Each time they employ a waitress, I am usually among the first guys to bone her.
Besides cohabiting with Nyakato, I was secretly chewing most of the waitresses they employ. And by some people’s standards I should have been satisfied. However; greedy as my animal is, I kept on lusting for more.
Nonetheless, I avoided my – sisters-in – law, those being Nyakato’s sisters and cousins. But then a second covid lockdown brought on the scene Hellen, Nyakato’s twin sister.
They don’t look at all like sisters, let alone twins. Whilst Nyakato looks like Cindy Sanyu, her twin sister Hellen can be mistaken for Shasha Brighton in ordinary life. Being a warm blood creature I am, I instantly fell in love with Hellen.
But I thought it was lust. But lust is like morning dew. At some point it dries. My feelings for Hellen grew stronger by the day. But I couldn’t dare utter a word in that regard. And it was as if Hellen had been pulled aside and told to avoid me at all costs. Because she didn’t behave like most of my sisters – in – laws.
Hellen never said anything beyond greeting me. She always put on an angry face, somehow seemed to be out of place or not happy with me being on the same planet as her. Other times, I would think, she missed her previous life in Fort Portal.
It turned out Hellen’s choices of clothes were the kind which brought out all the sexy curves of her figure. And I always noticed but feared to directly beg her. And I couldn’t even send anyone to beg on my behalf.
So there I was stuck between a rock and hard place. So many times, I chewed Nyakato and other belles fantasizing Hellen. What I didn’t know was Hellen also lusted for me. And like me, she couldn’t dare confess her feelings.
At this point let me tell you that I grew up hearing men say “abakazi tubatisa maaso….but all are the same and the words which kwana cheap and classy are the same words.” But how in the entire world could words that kwana a cheap belle from my ka-village be the same that kwana a king or president’s daughters?
So I thought those men had not seen all chics before coming to that conclusion. How naive I was!
One evening around 9:30pm, as I chilled with some lads, I saw Hellen walk towards us and I was instantly possessed by some force that ordered me to stop her and beg her. Now all day, I had been feeling horny and had danced with two chics, but hadn’t been satisfied.
Anyways, I broke off the guys and stopped Hellen. After formalities, I begged her for her phone number, reasoning that there are times I want to talk to her, but find it hard because I don’t have her number.
In response, Hellen told me, she didn’t have a phone. Something I found hard to believe. But it was the truth because I had even searched for it in Nyakato’s phone in vain. All the times they spoke on phones, Hellen used someone else’s phone.
Next, I begged to accompany me to town because there was someone I urgently wanted to see. Hellen put up some resistance that she didn’t have time for. That she had issues to attend to.”Please help me, it will only take less than ten minutes,” I said in the sweetest possible tone.
But Hellen was “maybe some other time.” I wouldn’t help it but regret stopping her. “What was I even thinking!” I silently regretted.”Please and please……you will attend to those issues tomorrow or later,” I pleaded before asking her if I had ever asked her for anything before.
“No you’ve never,” Being Hellen’s quick answer which gave me the guts to say “then do this for me, I promise, I will never ask you for anything else.” Mind you, I was kind of trembling.
Anyways, Hellen said yes. And I was “thank you so very much. May God bless you abundantly.” Next I asked her to cross the road and walk towards the fuel station where I would meet her in a heartbeat.
Hellen did as I ordered. As she crossed the road,I thought she would continue to her earlier destination, but then she walked in the direction I had suggested.”She’s finished!” I declared.
Of course going to where I wanted to go didn’t automatically mean, she would give me ko that evening or any other time. So I decided to switch off her senses of reason when I ran to a phone shop and asked Hakim for a smartphone. I paid him and ordered him to make the receipt in Hellen Nyangoma’s name.
Next I searched for a bike to help execute my mission. Some lad gave me a boda and off to catch up with Hellen, I hurried. She had passed by the fuel station when I caught up with her. She climbed on the bike and towards Hoima city, I rode.
But after getting away from the lights of our town, I branched off the main road into a village road claiming there was someone I had to pay nearby here.
But after riding for about two hundred meters, I stopped begging Hellen to get off the bike so that I would pee. She did as ordered and so the both of us got off the bike.
I handed her the new phone which was in its box. “You said, you don’t have a phone. That’s yours,” I said in a polite tone. She replied asking what it was. But since she was opening to see, I didn’t answer. “Iiiiiiiii……..OMG!” Hellen screamed in disbelief.
She spent several minutes checking it then knelt down and thanked me from the bottom of her heart. “Thank you – my sweet mula,”She said. I could feel the excitement in her voice.
Next I told her “there is a favor I need to ask from you. But whatever the outcome, I won’t take back that phone because I’ve given it to you willingly.”
Hellen replied accusing me of scaring her. “For a long time now, I’ve been loving you. But I fear you,” I said and Hellen was “No please in – law, don’t start those things.” To which I was “I am sorry, and I’ve tried to avoid it, but I’ve failed. I love you so much.”
Only for Hellen to ask if I wanted her sister to kill her. To that, I replied asking if she would go tell her sister. No being her answer prompted me to ask if I looked like I would go telling. “Of course not.”
On hearing that I was “then let us love ourselves secretly until you gather the courage to make it public.” But Hellen put up more resistance suggesting I go get other chics that she wouldn’t love her sister’s husband. “Do you know how heartbroken she would be on hearing it?” Hellen asked.
In response, I told Hellen not to worry about Nyakato because I would handle her when the right time came. Next I told her that she wouldn’t be the first chic to marry the same man as her sister.
“Oooh my god…….hear him talking of marrying,” Hellen yapped. Next she begged me to take her back because it was too late, and she was so tired that she wanted to sleep.
“I’m going to take you. But please at least grant me just one request,” I begged and Hellen asked what it was. “A kiss,” I answered. Only for her to ask what I was to benefit from the kiss. I gave her some lame reason.
Without much ado, we locked lips and started kissing. I used the kissing opportunity to scan her sexy curves. My hands enjoyed her booty. Mind you, we were kissing the wet French kind. And Hellen kissed like she had missed or lusted for me all her life.
From feeling the booty my right hand went for the forbidden fruit. But Hellen grabbed my hand before it could get to its destination. Mbu Moon Eva was visiting.
Since lots of chics before her had fed me the same lie and later dismissed me for not checking, I applied some force and grabbed the fruit to see if it had flu. “Stop….are you deaf? Am not even shaved.” But my finger was very far to stop.Hellen started moving like a breakdancer. We ended up on the ground with me on top.
My middle finger went places and found the oil was very hot and plenty. So I unleashed the skewer and got busy swimming in her hidden treasures. “Thank you very much for sharing with me,” I said politely. And she was “but if my sister finds out she will kill me.”
I replied promising her sister would never know. Meanwhile, deep inside, I was rejoicing for nailing my wife’s twin sister. “Thank you God for answering my prayer,” I whispered. Only for Hellen to say “that’s what you are praying God for.”
Women are sexually very different be it twin sisters, they are different. Hellen’s love making dynamics turned out to be very different from her sister’s plus most women I’ve boned over the years.
Not only did she turn out to be obscenely sweet, she turned out to be the kind that chauffeurs like a caterpillar. She took me around more like she was trying to free herself. At first I thought her back was hurting.
So I created room between our chests and bellies, but still she chauffeured leaving me no chance other than pushing my arms under her back then held her shoulders.
At some point, Hellen held me so tightly and her body vibrated for about four minutes as she murmured and yodeled like she was possessed by some spirits.
But finally her head exploded causing a tsunami which swept though her from head downwards forcing the abyss to vomit hot yogurt. I quickly worked her until I fired all the available bullets.
Before pulling out, I asked if she had a man. And she was “have you ever seen him?” To which I was “that’s good. From this moment, you’re my wife. If any man begs you report him to me. Understand?”
To which Hellen giggled a”yes.” Upon pulling out she cleaned me using her knickers as she apologized for not having come with the legendary hoe. “Apology not accepted. So tomorrow I have to punish you all day.”
Only for her to say, we had only done it once never again. In response, I handed her a 50k note transport, two sim cards and shavers.
I told her to call me for a shave and we enjoy ourselves.”And it’s me to shave you.”
To which Hellen replied telling me how she was very shy. That she couldn’t let a guy see her things. But I insisted on telling her how it’s me that shaves my wives “that way, I get to see if my things are still as I left them.”
Hellen replied telling me she wasn’t my wife and would never be. “Do you want me to surprisingly go to your mother’s compound with introductory goodies?” I teased her by saying,”But you man, you want to bring me problems.”
As I zipped up, Hellen knelt properly and thanked me for a job well done and I was “the pleasure is all mine.”
I dropped her back in town and off to her sister’s I went to sleep feeling very excited, I felt like telling ko Nyakato. I felt like screaming “YOUR SISTER IS WAY SWEETER THAN YOU!”
But I held my tongue until morning when I met Hellen in the city and we chewed ourselves like the world was about to end. During the second interval Hellen begged me to reduce my adultery or else, I would infect them with AIDS. My denials fell on deaf ears and part of the reasons given being I was surgically precious.
“You must have slept with a lot of chics to gain this experience,” Hellen reasoned. She even positively told me three chics she had been told I chewed. Then she accused me of having juju. That she had always prepared to blast me if I ever dared beg her, but couldn’t believe it herself I subdued her without a fight.
“How about my animal, is it sweet or weak?” I asked about changing topics. Hellen replied with a long stare before ordering me not to ask her such stuff. But after a moment, she said “It’s not sweet at all.”
And I was “okay.” Only for Hellen to say “it’s even very hard. It seems you take those herbs they sell around.”
To avoid conflict, I sweet talked Nyakato into going for maid kyeyo in Dubai so that she would get serious money. Nyakato left and I chewed Hellen without fear or favor. She madly fell in love with me and told their mother who of course wasn’t happy, but couldn’t stop us.
To summarize my mother – in – law’s words she said; “I can’t stop what the two of you started, but I don’t want wars between my girls.”I promised there would be no wars at all.But just a week after Hellen secretly introduced me to her mama, I chewed a Sebei prison warden who turned out to be sweeter than Hellen. The woman moves like a caterpillar in bed.I will give you the juicy details of afande mangereza some other time.
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