EXPLOSION! Hyena Mercilessly Seduced by Yasmine’s Cousin, Shafts Her under Wife’s Nose
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New Year celebrations have never really been good for me. Yasmine insists that we go out together yet this time all my bu shaft mates wanted to be shafted as a way of welcoming the New Year with ‘bangi’. To make matters worse, Shidayah, Yasmine’s cousin that I have been shafting from her hostel in Kyambgo was also at home.
This truly horny babe kept on doing all those things that could make my blood boil. Like one evening, Yasmine was out and I was resting on a chair in the sitting room. Shidayah came in putting on a very short transparent dress and my heart beat doubled. I swear I could see every minute detail of her curvaceous body, and since I knew that she was trying to tempt me, I pretended that I wasn’t looking at her and half closed my eyes.
Without saying a word, she then bent down to ‘pick’ something from the floor with her juicy bums directed in my face. Everything just opened up infront of me, and I could almost see the inside of her Kandahar. I couldn’t breathe for almost an hour after that, because blood was rushing too fast throughout my system. She started humming Juliana’s ‘silinayo mulala’ as she went back to her room, her bums shaking like there is no tomorrow.
The monster in me just couldn’t take such a challenge just lying down, so I immediately followed her to her room. I found the cunning babe spread-eagled on the bed, just hot and ready for me. “What do you think you are doing?” I asked her, removing my clothes. “What do you mean? I just want to have some fresh air,” she replied with an innocent smile on her face.
Without wasting time, I decided to wipe the smile off her face. We shafted for about 40 minutes, but I covered her mouth just in case a noisy neighbor heard her and came to investigate. By the time we were through, Shidayah was smiling with contentment like a cat that had just taken a bowl of milk. I went back into the sitting room where Yasmine found me 10 minutes later. “Poor darling, you look miserable. I am sorry I took long, but it’s just that I was delayed by traffic jam,” she apologized, giving me a peck.
Shidayah came out of her room, but this time she was putting on a hijab and had even covered her head like the holy babe that she was. The humble look she had on her face was so contrary to the one that I had put on her face just a few minutes before that I almost burst out laughing, but I decided to take a walk instead. “Kyoka you guy Hyena, why have you switched off your phone?” a familiar voice screamed from behind me. Thankfully I was some distance away from my home, because I didn’t want my wife to see me taking too Julie.
I have been shafting her for about four months now, ever since she told me that her husband had become impotent. I took over his marital duties from then, but I only shafted Julie because I had no other option because she was too rigid for my liking. Anyway I found an excuse not to talk to her and went back home, because I had to take Yasmine and Shidayah to see the fireworks from Sheraton Hotel.
We left the house at about 9pm, and managed to get there in spite of the jam. We got seats and sat down, but as Yasmine was busy enjoying the performances on stage, I was busy looking at all the babes oozing with sexiness around me. It seems that once it gets dark, babes put on as less clothes as possible, because everywhere I turned, I could almost see kandahars and boobs popping out. There were so many juicy things tempting me that I hated my wife for being there. Just as I was wondering how t escape, I felt a hand snaking into my trousers under the table and I immediately knew that it was Shidayah.
She was seated on my left while my wife was on the right, thankfully too engrossed to the singer on stage to notice. Although my eyes almost popped out, I didn’t say a word. This babe must have a degree in exploring whoppers, because I swear I hit the top in just 10 minutes. She is so good that she kept on conversing with Yasmine while she was busy with the gu-thing. When it was time for the fireworks, we all gathered around and with Yasmine on my right, I used this chance to fondle some babe whose huge bums had made even my whopper shocked into saluting.
“What do you think you are doing?” she asked me furiously, to which I just smiled and said, “I thought you were my wife.” However I didn’t remove my hand from her skirt and although she looked at me again with a serious face, I could see that her eyes looked sleepy, so I went on touching all the right places. As we ushered in the New Year, Yasmine gave me a kiss and I could feel the babe’s el-nino splashing on my hand. I decided to shaft her before leaving Sheraton, but I will tell you all about that another day.
Till then, I remain Yours Truly, The Mighty Hyena.
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