FORBIDDEN PLEASURE! Hyena’s whopper gets paralyzed, shafts the nurse who treated him
Days to lockdown, many of my friends were asking me whether I had been circumcised for the second time. This is because I was undergoing a whopper treatment after overworking before the president ordered for a lockdown of all happening places in Kampala due to the deadly pandemic coronavirus. On average I nailed about four babes that very night, in the nearby bushes near a certain hotel in Kireka. There was no way I could convince Yasmin that I would not be home for two days in order to utilize the remaining time before quarantine started. Luck came my way when my phone buzzed on a one Thursday afternoon when I was seated with Yasmin. I told her that it was my boss, so I excused myself and answered the phone call from outside. It was my munyankole babe calling.
Flash Back
I had last seen this babe at the beginning during singer Cindy Sanyu’s boom party show. She had told me that she had enjoyed my extra-large whopper and that she still remembered each day and everything I had done to her. “I am really yearning for you Hyena,” she said. She said so much about how she was sexually starved and I felt genuinely sorry for her. I could not refuse to help her; after all I do not pay any tax for my God given treasure. We agreed to meet in Kireka that evening. I lied to Yasmin that I was needed in Mombasa immediately and I had to leave but assured her that I would be back in two days. I met my babe at a restaurant in Kireka, and she opened her arms wide to hug me. I planted a wet kiss on her lips to the disappointment of gazing passersby who were heading to their different destinations.
The Promise
She told me she had been missing me since our last encounter. “I am really sorry for forgetting you dear, now I am here please take me for good,” I said. “My whopper belongs to you and only you,” I added. “You can even take me for keeps if you can buy me a car and a house for us to live in,” I challenged her teasingly. I knew that this was a very difficult condition which she couldn’t fulfill since she lives in the village and can’t raise that much amount of money. I knew that failure to win would mean success to me and Yasmin.
I did not even enjoy the drinks because all I was thinking about was sex nothing more. I was getting hornier every minute that passed. When it became darker, I asked the waiter to get me a room for accommodation. I paid for a room, which we entered immediately. As soon as we got into the room, I peeled off her skirt and threw away her blouse. She showed her hunger for my whopper by helping me remove her bra and knickers. I condomised my monster pipe and entered her already wet Kandahar. “Ooh Aaayii! Haayi, Hyena onzita! Ooh! Ooh! Obuwomi, weeyongere ddala Ssebo” (Oh Ayi, Hyena you’re killing me, you are sweeter this time, please continue sir), she screamed. I ignored her “threats” and continued humping her hard. I banged her Kandahar walls side by side as more screams ensued. Within thirty minutes we had both climaxed. She sighed in relief and relaxed. I dressed my whopper again and entered her round two. After about two hours of slow bonking, I felt my juices flow. I pushed deeper to make sure she feels me real inside her. “Kulikayo ssebo mu lutabaalo, weebale nnyo Ssebo byonna, kale omusekuzo gwo guwoma,” (Welcome back sir from the battle field, thank you sir, Oh your rod is so strong), she said.
The Passover
I immediately dressed up and excused myself because I knew there were so many beautiful babes around Kireka at that time and I couldn’t deny them the chance to feel my monster whopper. I lied to her that I was very hungry and I thought that she was also hungry so I had to go and buy something for us to eat. I moved around the area, and there came two beautiful babes. I stopped them and pretended to be lost and had failed to trace where to buy food. One of them continued moving ahead but her partner offered to help me and directed me where they sell katogo but insisted that I wanted chicken and chips. She told me that she takes it since she knew another place far away from Kireka.
As we walked ahead, I asked for her monologue. She first refused saying that she wasn’t in the mood and neither was she ready to do such demonic things since she was a staunch Christian. I reminded her of some Bible scriptures ascertaining the same which I had learnt from my Christian friend Rogers and even reminded her of that romantic book of Songs of Songs by Love master king Solomon. I started kissing her and caressing her bare thighs. She got so high that she could not even bite her finger. We didn’t wait and within minutes we were in the nearby bush. I lay her in the green grass, threw her skirt aside and started pumping her. She screamed twice and reminded me to go and buy my food. I told her that I was not hungry and all I wanted was the forbidden fruit. It was such a vigorous bonk that even my whopper had started hurting. We exchanged phone numbers and I gave her five thousand shillings to go and buy food and we parted ways. I decided to go back to the hotel for my munyankole babe.
Dessert
On my way to the hotel, I met a beautiful girl and landed on her at first sight. I confronted her with a bombardment of a romantic request for her monologue and she had no problem with it as long as I paid her ten thousand for the service. I wondered what I had turned this into. “Red light district”. I didn’t wait but took her to a nearby bush where I inserted my pipe in her and pumped her like a gold digger. What surprised me was that a few meters away from where we were, there was another couple shafting. I shafted her for over two hours and this was around 2:00am. My whopper was more than tired and really hurting. I checked it and realized that it was bruised. I gave her the money in pain but I didn’t want to look at her again for what she had done to me.
I returned to my hotel without food and when my munyankole babe asked me I told her there was no other food apart from katogo which I didn’t like. She tickled me for another shaft but I told her I was too tired to do anything sensible. The next day, she left for her home in Mukono, promising to call me.
The Nurse
I went to a clinic nearby for whopper treatment where I was admitted for a week as it went under intensive care and the nurse did a very good job on me. She used to care for me as if I was a baby. Within one week, my whopper was so sick that I ended up eating the nurse.
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