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finally

masturbation s all about the mind game

issorite

na to kukuma close this thread

the story don finish everybody oya dismiss

ambitiouschap17:
You gave him money ni?

lol

Melaye:
sh.ut up

u self comot for this thread naso d story sweet u

op you can end the story now its now boring

op has it not finished I thought we are done

finally

issorite

luminouz:
Ohhhhhhh! Must you quote everything to type just they short ass sentence?



If they no be Easter Sunday ehn, I for turn you to red he-goat

dem send you abi ..oya collect

issorite

athenswonders:
It's funny how some gees get into a ladies pant without scoping or even toasting. worse is even without mentioning the word "i love you" These words were not just rare in my mouth but non-existent after my emotional ordeal/torment with peggie... Anitas, TORITSEJU was now my prey and i have vowed to get into her pants not forcefully(rape) but in a consensual and timely manner... I had that confidence, the build up to the match at my Emirate stadium was a good sign but remember nothing is guaranteed. so let's see how this goes... Back to the story....



I had welcomed Anita to my apartment, it was a very new self contain, with sparkling tiles and it oozes fresh sweet smell from, the scent dispensing machine that was hung on the wall. My shock was that this wasn't there before, apparently gbenga has helped me put things in place in preparation for the debut.... Anita held my hands and offered i help her into the house while she took of her shoes... this time i had observing neighbours.. I'm sure they will be wondering "who still be this clean babe". She came in, this time all the chairs were taken off and it was just my very big and high foam.... it was an orthopedic foam... it was so high that when she sat on it, her legs weren't touching the ground.... she suddenly became calm and then I dashed to my fridge brought out a red wine, turned it in her presence and it was turned on two cups.... I never asked her what she wanted..... I gave her what was available instead... simps has to understand that you take total control of things as a man. don't go running around and asking a girl what do you care for... Instead, take up those glasses and get her a drink on what is available. that way you have killed her potential ego that may come by demanding what she wants or she saying "nah I'm fine" the plan was i wanted to be in control. we toasted together and we drank the wine while she kept looking around observing. She soon asked me to show her the kitchen... I was like "kitchen ke" she said yes! she offered her hands so i lift her up and I eased her straight up to the kitchen. She was just opening the pots, checking my food stuffs and doing irrelevant checks and survey in my kitchen.... then she asked, you host a lot of girls in this your kitchen i guess or do you cook yourself? Now that was a tactical question trynna show me off balance... but i just smiled while squeezing her palms lightly and said... "well, what can I say" she just smilled and called me a bad boy..... you stay alone, she asked? I said sure I do.... soon she became very silent.... you could tell the thought of getting bleeped was already in her head plus I aggravated it by giving her some direct eye glance.... she started asking crazy questions just to cover up the weird feeling of not being comfortable. Before I knew, her phone rang lo and behold it was TORITSEJU, he asked where she was and that he urgently needs to get the key cause he is close by..... she then hopped up and promised she will be back after dropping the key. from the flow of dialogue seems as if TORITSEJU needed to get something real quick and then dashed out again. she begged to be excused, i told her no worries... I walked her out but didn't get to her place, she insisted i walk her since our house was closeby, but I insisted i would only walk her half way and asked for her phone, then I typed my number then.... I told her to call ,me to be sure she's safe.... she nagged playfully that I follow her home, i declined. of course I don't want to be busted by TORITSEJU... but even tho it was the shortest distance i had to make sure she get a bike..... just to fake it like I guarantee her safety. then I whispered into her ears while she was on the bike... my whisper was "remember we still have loads of wine to finish and toast to" she smiled and promised she will call me.... I had to wait for her to move then I exited back to my stadium... I was thinking really deeply. I think i have messed this up, gbenga showed up from one of the neighbours apartment, i was surprised, he was curious to know how I met and even bring TORITSEJU sister here.... he thought the game was over as i bleeped up for letting her go... "guy you Bleep up" he said.. you no bleep peggie, you no bleep Anita...... be the judge people, did i really Bleep up? cos what happened in the next 3 hours may have proven otherwise...

I got a call much later in the evening about 5pm and it was a strange number... picked up and it was Anita.... she asked if I would be home tonight that she will be coming in an hour time.... boom! it was a rematch. I told her she could come.

(to be continued )

op you be werey ooo

issorite

you know what to do

if he's not hungry he will act uninterested but seems he's hungry which means he's a fucking simp

me and my brother dey school right now we just dey look ceiling CUs nothing to eat we are just waiting for any miracle

qoo the story is already boring too much of delay

evil is too much

mosdii:
It is because Nigerian Girls Are Useless...All Of Them

lol wetin Nigerian girls do you

oga this is getting to the climax. post the remaining stuff

bahd guy

I see ..you are very bitter

guy its a normal thing

doggedfighter:
Handsome guys?
Successful and wealthy guys is it.
Handsome guys are good as toy boys.

where do u belong

AsherAmari:
Who no like better thing? Though I don't fancy handsome guys.

lol you just revealed your secret you love handsome guys

fake account fake story

good move

happy easter my pple

bless u