HYENA’S MYSTERIOUS LOVER…I attacked her from behind and went so deep that I almost choked her

It’s so amazing how babes pretend not to be interested in sex yet the moment a whopper is inserted, they devour it whole sale like there is no tomorrow. Last weekend while in the basement before quarantine started, I happened to dance with a cute babe called Doreen. As we danced, I launched my manifesto which she took in whole heartedly but when I tried to kiss her, she refused saying that she hardly knew me and was scared of contracting Covid  therefore there was no way she was to allow me to lick her lips.

I tried to convince her that a kiss doesn’t hurt but she brushed me off saying that I was a spoilt brat. I tried her several times but she continued playing hard to get. I couldn’t waste my precious time on the ka babe, so I decided to join another group of lonely babes. I tried to look around for the best catch but to my surprise, I had ever bonked all of them. I badly wanted a fresh babe whom I had never bonked with before so I left that group and continued searching for a babe I had never entered.

I rushed to the extreme corner where I managed to convince some charming babe. She didn’t give me a hard time and we hit it off like we had known each other for a long time. We danced for a short time and she told me she was tired and she wanted to rest. I suggested we sit and have some drinks. She ordered for a pilsner while I settled for a soda. We exchanged saliva as my hand disappeared in her micro-mini skirt. I fingered her erotically and some slippery substance got smeared on my fingers.

We were all lost in our world when I heard someone pull me by the collar. “Kasajja gwe oli mwenzi, (you man, you are such a womanizer) how dare you disappear from me,” she shouted at me. She then turned to my babe and assured her that she should leave her man alone. I looked at her but I could not even remember where we had met. She began insulting my new babe, telling her to get ashamed of herself for allowing to sleep with a man she hardly knows.

I told her to leave us alone and that’s when she erupted and disorganized the whole place. Had it not been for the two bouncers who threw her out, she was bound to cause more havoc. Meanwhile, this babe I had just got was crying endlessly that she made my shirt very wet. I couldn’t do much for her apart from kissing her at every opportunity and telling her to take it easy. “My dear, let’s leave this place now, I am feeling so embarrassed,” she said amidst tears. I quickly took her outside and we jumped on one boda boda and I ordered the man to take us to my place in Najjanankumbi.

I was determined to spoil her Kandahar that night. The moment we sat on the boda, she started caressing my whopper. By the time we got to the house, her Kandahar was already dripping with slippery juices and she was begging me to peel off her clothes. I tore off her blouse as she was busy fidgeting with her tight skinny jeans. As soon as she had successfully removed her jeans, she began shaking her big butt like she was demon possessed. I spread her legs at 180 degrees and thoroughly shafted her well shaven pot with my tongue for over twenty minutes. She ‘came’ (read climaxed) over five times before I could descend my mega whopper into her.

Whopper Vs tongue

She then begged me to fill her hole with my most praised weapon of mass destruction. I left her still in her dreamland, rushed to the bedroom and picked a packet of kiss condoms that had a strawberry scent, unwrapped one and attacked her. She had such a huge Kandahar that made a dho-dho sound. I attacked her from behind and went so deep that I almost choked her. I could see her bite her lips as she made the hmmm, hhmmmmm sound. I turned her again, bent her legs making a w-letter shape, squatted in front of her and started a Hyena jazz band. That’s when I realized that she hailed from the northern part of the country.

You know one thing I love about my jazz band, no woman whatsoever can pretend to have an orgasm. I jazzed her non-existent twin towers until they disappeared and the bean wilted. She held me with one hand and supported her back with the other and the melodies went high. “Hyena ameri ku cwinyaweng, ibi dwongo Kama dhe, kudi pe ijik kari,” (Hyena I love you with all my heart, you are hitting the right spot, please don’t stop), she moaned.

I held my shaft head very close to her tunnel and widened it and that’s when she promised to be the mother of my kids. “Amitu ibed wegawiya para (I want you to be the father of my kids). I felt her muscles expand and contract and I worked so hard for my own. We finished at the same time and fell like a sack of potatoes on the floor. Afoyo matek (thank you very much) she whispered into my ear as she walked to the bathroom.

At around 5: ooam, I felt her hand massage my back and I pretended to be deep asleep, but my whopper betrayed me. It shot up like a starving snake. She went on top of me and started pumping herself until she splashed hot magma on my body. I turned her and gave her a good morning Africa shaft, which she will live to tell her friends. I gave her five thousand shillings and wished her a safe journey to wherever she was heading to in the morning. My dear, I forgot to ask for your name and number but after reading this why don’t we meet on this very page and do it again because you were yummy.




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