How a Lagos 'Runs' Girl Almost Broke My Back During Intense S*x Romp

 

 

A Lawyer friend of mine used to tell me that you may not know your real self until you start staying alone and earning enough money to afford some rare experiences/treats. I didn't pay much attention to those words. As far as I am concerned, He is someone that is really 'magnanimous' with his joystick. Not so long, experience which has been widely regarded as the best teacher started putting me through some lessons of life.

I was returning one day from work around FESTAC Town, Lagos on a Friday when I sighted this light-skinned and brief lady wearing bum shorts with heels at the other side of the road. As an Eagle-eyed Hunter, I decided to try my luck. I pretended as if I was taking instructions from a caller via my phone, so I made a U-turn and followed her. I look around to ascertain if no one was watching in case she shouts at me like some very rude ladies.

I walked behind her for a while, and then I made the move like a predatory putting its prey under surveillance. There was this unusual friendliness she showed me instantly. She told me her name which was Olivia and without hesitation gave me her phone number on my demand. I was so excited and just as I was about turning back; she asked if the phone number was all I needed from her. As a local Ibadan boy, I haven't experienced that realm of bluntness before. I was shocked.

So I asked;

''Where are you heading to now?

Her reply swept me off my feet. She said: ''Nowhere, I am just bored, I am a club girl and I expect you to understand''

I swiftly adjusted my countenance to hide my surprise. She is a very ‘portable’ girl, the kind of chic you can swing around like a Smartphone. As I was trying to find a way around the 'bird at hand', I got a call from my girlfriend telling me she was close to the house. I needed to hurry as she didn't have the keys. We had the Friday night private party planned out together. There is nothing as exciting as swimming in a new pool. The imaginations could be brain-teasing. I have been with my current girl for a couple of months, there is nothing new and it’s normal to seek greater challenges.

My heart was with the new thoughts and desires about Olivia. I have never felt that kind of hunger for a girl all my life. Shortly after my girlfriend left the following morning, I called Olivia up. She asked for my house address straight up and gave me a specified time to show up after confirming if I have money to spend. Believe me, on a day like this, every scale of preference is broken to create a space and money for an urgent need like this. From the look of things, I noticed I wasn't the only person calling Olivia. I called at her appointed time and she had forgotten our arrangement. I had to start introducing myself all over again before she could recollect. It was embarrassing. Even some attendants at Shoprite still remember faces of certain customers most times.

Well, I didn't give up. I was unnecessarily interested in her. I wasn't that horny but I wanted to explore her word like a tourist. A man with an erect joystick is a very desperate person who lacks conscience. From 12pm of the set appointment, I started calling Olivia and I never saw her till 7pm. Runs girls are pathetic liars. At a point, she told me she was at the gate of my Close, I ran out fully armed with my 'machine gun' only to be fooled. I was pissed at her, I hid my feelings. I was focused on the goal post and I perfectly tolerated the antics and resilience of the defenders.

That day, I took a spot under a tree beside the main road around my Close waiting for her. I exhausted so much credit. To my greatest shock, She was right behind me and I didn't know it but at a questionable spot.

When I called again, she picked and said, ''I can see you, are you not that guy wearing a blue shirt?''

I was stunned, I looked around but I couldn't sight her. I was a little bit scared. So I replied: ''Yes, but where are you? I can't see you''

Then she responded; ''It’s like I will have to see you later, I can't do this now''

I was devastated. I pleaded with her immediately. I was like ''Please! Don't do this to me. I have been calling you all day''

I was really sad and disappointed. Then I looked around and saw the very short figure alight from one SUV behind my back. The very one my aged father fantasizes about but can't afford yet. The driver was another client that hijacked her while she was coming to my house. My morale became low. I calmly greeted her and offered her a soft drink. We got to my room and negotiated. Her price was fairly okay. I made payment and she was ready for our 'short film' with both of us as major characters while the bed will be our location. She went to the bathroom and took her bath. Immediately, she returned, I couldn't wait. I grabbed her, got my condom and the s*x started.

 

One thing thrilled me about her, her v*gina was so tight. It was as if it could detach my cap each time I made a thrust. Her responses were very sensational as she used her hands and her lips well. In no time, I exploded in her heavily. I was embarrassed and shy after the desperation I showed.

I went to clean myself up while she laid on the bed and fiddled with my phone. She kept checking my pictures and I joined in telling her the details behind each photograph. She wasn't supposed to pry into my privacy going by the professional standard but I simply allowed it. She said I sounded nice and she loved my spoken English. I really addressed her with respect and care like we were dating. In no time, she started telling me about herself. She gave me a brief account of her humble family and how she started sleeping with men to make ends meet. I cheered her up with some questionable things I have been involved in, in the past so as not to make her feel lonely in her world. We both laughed. I told her I was ready for the final round as agreed. I got my condom and we started banging. I am quite lengthy and I felt myself touching the last end of her. It was a wonderful feeling. My second round used to be tough and time-consuming. At times my girlfriend breaks into tears. As for Olivia, She was too sweet that I exploded shortly again. I was disappointed in myself, I wanted to last longer. She smiled at me and said; ''You are so selfish, you love to enjoy alone and hardly carry me along''

I told her I am an amateur and would love to learn from her. She dressed up and as she was prepared to leave, she engaged me in series of gist. It was fun. She told me she was hungry. I prepared Indomie noodles for her and eggs. I was hungry too but I needed her as my food instead. I ate a little. I noticed she wasn't ready to go home. She was beginning to love my company. One thing I admired about her was her open-minded nature. She could tell you anything no matter how obscure. She said she wanted to give me sexual lectures before we went to bed. I was so happy. She read my mind.

When the deed started, she volunteered to be on top. She moved on me like she was dancing to a song. Her s*x movements had a rhythm I found it hard to figure out. She was skilful and flexible. She was grinding and twisting her waist intermittently. In no time I started crying out of ecstasy. I turned her over and I started pounding. I was on a mission to destroy 'the place'. She never complained. She loved it rough. It was a lengthy and breath-taking session. When I finally came, It was as if life was taken off me. I fell on the other side of the bed and started sleeping. I was already fulfilled and satisfied.

Barely thirty minutes after the third round, I observed she was grumbling. She said I came before her and I enjoyed it alone. At that point, an extra round would have caused my death. She woke me up again. She was persistent and tried struggling with me. I had to give her a stern warning. She later slept and in the following day, she was reluctant to go home again. She lured me into the room and we had another round after she sucked me. Gradually, I was as it I was dying. My legs began to wobble on the ground, my eyes started turning red and I noticed I could hardly stand on my own for long without holding a pillar or leaning on the wall for support. My balls were hot virtually out of excess usage. I went to the bathroom and spent like 30 minutes under the shower.
I started feeling like a patient in the hospital waiting for his test results. I became disillusioned and started moving slowly like I was tipsy. S*x is really energy-consuming.

I went to the veranda for fresh air. The air from the fan wasn't making sense to me. When my neighbour who happens to be an expert in bed games saw me, He got the picture without me telling him. We both laughed. He said my death wasn't close. Unconsciously, I became scared of entering my own room. What a drama! When I finally did, I found her masturbating with a porn video she downloaded on my phone. It was shocking to me. She said I wasn't doing my job well as a man.

I was angered. That’s an insult on my stint as a marksman; I brought out my bullet, corked my gun and engaged her in the pleasure duel. Every shot was like a reduction of my lifespan. When I finally came after several minutes, I was sweating like a Christmas goat as they will always say. I almost finished a bag of sachet water. My vision became blurry. My waist was stiff. For the first time in my life, s*x seemed like a death trap. It became meaningless to me.

She looked straight into my eyes and suggested she moved in with me. I was shocked. I work round the clock in the office. How am I supposed to grow with such a nymphomaniac living with me? That is a suicidal action. Its either I die from my sleep dramatically after a romantic romp with her or I lose my job due to reduced productivity. I lied to her that my aunty owns the house and she would be returning to claim the apartment very soon. I developed some excuses and severed ties with her immediately.

It took me two weeks of heavy eating, drinking of milk, enough sleep, and energy drinks to get myself back. It’s been months now and sincerely, a part of me misses her. She has the tightest p*ssy i have ever come across in my entire life but my wellbeing means so much to me. S*x aint no food.