DEAD MEAT! Mr.Hyena nails MP’s daughter on top of her aunt’s grave
The Muslims believe that if one does any bad thing around the dead, then he will have to pay heavily on the Day of Judgment. If at all what they say is true, then I am sure I have no place in Jaana (heaven). The only bad thing I have done near the dead was when I used the grave yard for a quickie sometime last year. Remember at one time I had sex with my childhood sweetheart on top of her aunt’s grave.
Never, even in my wildest dreams did I ever think of doing the same thing with an honorable Member of Parliament’s daughter. I had been chasing this babe since the start of 2020. She had kept me at bay that I gave up on her though I did not tell her. So when we met at the end of last year, I made meaningless passes at her, making her believe I was still in love with her. Then my workmate’s sister graduated, we went deep into Mukono to celebrate.
THE GRAVEYARD
We had so many drinks that it was more like a wedding than a simple graduation party. Village folks walked from as far as Lugazi to come to shake their bones to a free open air Angenoir. The Mp’s daughter was there drinking to the fullest and she cautioned me against playing naked with those stupid local babes throwing themselves at me.
Alcohol brings out the worst in people because if you had seen how talkative this soft spoken babe became, my brothers, you would proclaim alcohol as a tongue ointment. At 9:00pm, she pulled me from the party to the coffee plantation like a wife taking home a cheating hubby. Many people were out having fun. We walked out of the coffee field to an open graveyard.
The moon was bright and I could clearly see most of the graves. “Hyena, you have always begged me and tonight I want you to say it again,” she said, trying hard not to state her case. I got shocked when the babe cheapened herself so low, throwing herself all over me like we had been having sex before. I thought her booze filled breath would get me drunk. But then, I remembered the Hoima saga and quickly switched off my phone and ordered her to switch off hers.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
I pulled her to the tomb well knowing that we were about to shag on top of a dead person although I couldn’t tell it to the Mp’s daughter. What’s her name? Just guess that because I will not tell you. Her legs collapsed hitting her bums on the tomb. She was so heavy that I think the dead might have coughed. My fingers rushed past the knickers, fingering her wet pot. We felt so richly enticed that all other values were forgotten.
I was lucky I had some condoms, so I pulled out a packet, opened it and it fell on me. She signaled me to get inside her very fast as if her husband was about to nab us. I put on the condom. As she pulled off her knickers I unhooked my pants and let them fall to the ground. Then my erect hungered whopper sunk into the depths of the nondurable’s daughter for about two minutes.
SICK MAN
Despite her being high she remembered her sexual roll of waist twisting and screaming that I felt abnormal splendor soothe me. I was triumphant oh, ah ayi Hyena, her screaming was threatening to go on forever. I came shortly, pulled off the condom, cleaned my whopper with a hankie before turning her for a doggie. I uncovered her glowing butt, speared between them to her eternity. I will never tell what the dead person below us was thinking as I rode in and out faster and harder.
My whopper felt like a finger in warm, wet clay. I gashed out, quickly changed the condom. I was so fast that she could have thought it was broken but it wasn’t. I went humping for about 15 minutes. I proved my sexual power that she started grinding her teeth like a devil. She started gassing pruru, pruru. It was like an old toilet had been opened. She laid her head flat on the tomb then she started vomiting whatever she had eaten at the party-meat, beer and everything else. Every other thing on this tomb had stopped for a moment and she vomited for over seven minutes. I was seated there helpless. “You see, what have you made me do?” she said while pointing at her vomit.
CHANGE OF MIND
All of a sudden, it started raining and we had to rush to the house but by the time we got there, we were already too wet. So we just went straight to the car and drove off to my place in Kabalagala without bidding our hosts goodbye. We needed not to bathe so we just threw off our clothes and sneaked into the bed. Meanwhile, my hand was busy cutting through her abnormally big butt all the way to her wobbly pot.
I fingered her and I could feel my fingers totally tortured. “You man, do you think your fingers are meant to stay in my pot?” she asked. I gave her a condom and ordered her to roll it on my whopper very fast. The struggle I carried her to sit on me and I could feel her pot struggling to swallow up my gu-thing. “What is all this ‘kisolo’ for?” she asked. But when it got inside her, she did not bother asking me again what it was for.
Her pot felt like the outer layer of the jackfruit and my whopper felt electrified as she moved up and down. She then fell on my chest. I guessed she had cum but I just turned her for our uncompleted doggie. “I will kill you if you vomit in my bed,” I said. “Then be slow, oh ayi Hyena please slowly, slowly, daddy ayi eh please…,” she moaned. “I am as sweet as you?” I asked. “Yes, you are,” she replied. As her pot got used to my whopper, I increased the speed. Our neighbors must have woken up to challenge us because I heard Mama Arnold screaming on top of her voice. I came very fast, cleaned my whopper and rolled on another condom. I ordered her to pull her bums apart so that I can have maximum entry. My brothers, let’s meet here tomorrow for more details.
Yours truly Hyena.
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