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TRAPPED IN BOOTY ISLAND … (18+) … Part 1
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Trapped In Booty Island

Written ✍ Sadiq Infinity

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(Before the wedding)

(Justin’s P. O. V)

Life is s full of surprises, just when you think you’ve got everything figured out and planned, Fate had to interfere bringing your whole planned out life crashing down your head, well that’s life for you.

My name’s Justin and I live in � Newyork with my parents, when I was little, I always wanted to be an actor and I was the best actor in the school plays and drama, everyone loved my acting, I imagined myself being a great actor one day but as I said Fate had to interfere!

Presently in this stage of my life, My life didn’t go as planned, I’m not an actor but just a stage decorator in the theater, my job is to construct and make things and objects used in the play, through this process, I acquired the skill of carpentry, its not much but it will be useful someday.

My salary is $120 dollars a month, that is $30 dollars every week, its not a bad payment if you ask me cause at least I get to pay rent and also get to afford three square meal a day, despite being a stage decorator, I do enjoy working in the theater, I love watching the actors and actresses as they perform their acts and they sure do a marvelous job at it, I just wish I could do the tryouts someday and show people what I can do, I still love to be an actor.

But as all good things, there’s a bad side aspect of the theater, All the actors, directors and actresses engage in sexual escapades, Well its good to have sex once in a while but these people do it rampantly when they’re not working and another worst thing is that they also take drugs before the plays or acting to keep them active which is bad and dangerous, I could expose them but if I do, the police will close down the theater and I will be jobless, so to be on the safe side, I had to keep my mouth shut.

So one day after work, I decided to go straight home to rest, the day was so tiring and exhausting as I reached home, my mom Maria was waiting for me at the doorstep, She usually visits me and brings me her special apple pie, I gave her a warm hug welcoming her, I opened the door and we both went in.

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Maria ➡ Justin my baby, are you alright?

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Justin ➡ I’m fine mom, How’s dad?

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Maria ➡ Your dads fine, son you look awful.

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Justin ➡ Its nothing mom, just work.

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Maria ➡ Its Nothing?!?, son you look miserable, a fine young man like you shouldn’t be like this.

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Justin ➡ Mom, I told you, I’m fine.

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Maria ➡ Look son, you need a time off, rest and hangout with friends and meet gorgeous ladies.

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Justin ➡ Mom please, enough okay! I just want to be left alone.

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Maria ➡ Okay son, but please don’t ruin your life, Ok?

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Justin ➡ Alright mom.

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Maria ➡ Good night, oh…. That reminds me, here’s your favorite pie, enjoy!

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Justin ➡ Thanks mom, Good night.

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Poor mom always worrying about me, she’s always supported me in whatever I did and prayed for my well being, She always did everything in her power to please me and I don’t want her worrying about me, I’m fine with the way I am, I closed my door and took to apple pie to my room to watch Tom cruise’s “Mission impossible” as I watch the movie, I wondered how my life would have been if I was an actor? Maybe I could as famous as Tom cruise, live in a luxurious house and surrounded by paparazzi and sexy ladies and finally settling down with the perfect woman to start a family.

As I was deep in my imagination, a call went through my phone, It was Kevin my number 6, He and I we’re best friends since grade school and we stayed in touch through out the years, He’s a cop in the Newyork police department.

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Justin ➡ Hey Kevin, sup?

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Kevin ➡ Justin you handsome devil, how’s the acting career going?

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Justin ➡ You crazy joker, you know I’m not an actor!

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Kevin ➡ Yes but who knows, dreams still come through.

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Justin ➡ Yeah, so how’s your police work?

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Kevin ➡ Its cool besides I get to bust drug dealers and the fun part is, there’s another extra cash involved.

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Justin ➡ You crooked cop! So what’s up with the call?

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Kevin ➡ You remember Harry clump?

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Justin ➡ Harry? The guy that eats his nostrils?

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Kevin ➡ Yeah, he’s getting married to Emily potts.

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Justin ➡ Emily potts? Holy mother Teresa herself?

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Kevin ➡ Yes, they’re both getting married and they’re inviting the whole school gang to their wedding, they even asked for you.

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Justin ➡ Really? I’m touched….. Wait did you say everyone is coming?

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Kevin ➡ Yes, everyone including your nemesis, Rashida!

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Justin ➡ What I can’t believe they invited her?

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Kevin ➡ Well, she’s coming, so you better brace yourself, I heard she’s quite rich now.

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Justin ➡ dude, I don’t care, I hate her.

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Kevin ➡ Well, see you at the wedding, I’ll send you the invitation card.

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Justin ➡ Bye.

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I ended the call � after that, I couldn’t believe it, Rashida is coming to the wedding? Unbelievable, for those of you who don’t know, Rashida is my childhood nemesis, She’s been a real pain in my ass for so long as I can remember, She’s spoiled, snobby and makes awful remarks about my acting and she’s accused me of things I haven’t done, the main reason why I hate her is because she attracts boys and make them do her bidding, she sprouts around like a peacock thinking she’s beautiful, I just hate her so much, We’ve fought several times, even during our graduation day in high school, in which we ended up both humiliating ourselves and we haven’t seen each other since then, Well, let’s just hope I don’t get to meet her cause if we do, It will be a disaster �.
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FLOXY THE NYMPHOMANIAC GIRL … (18+) … Part 1
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NOTE: NYMPHOMANIAC Means a Woman/girl/Lady, who has sex or wants to have sex very often or always, that is addicted to sex…
You can check your dictionary

We all like sex, that sweaty feeling of unguarded passion running through your brain, the way our heart beats faster, the unimaginable sensation we feel when we are about to feel when we cum, its like flashes of heaven and the addiction is what keeps us coming back for more.
My name is floxy, the word “nymph” never meant anything to me as a child, i grew up noticing i like the rush of water from the bathtub how it makes my vagina feel, i loved that feeling so much that i would wait for everyone in the house to bath so that i can spend real quality time in the bathroom and enjoy my “special time”.
My Inchoate nymphomaniac lifestyle really started when i was 11 years old, i would watch my elder brothers porn book, i would steal it from under his bedcovers and admire those huge dicks and loved the way the models would keep their moaning faces, the glossy magazine became my new addiction, i would stir at it most times and wonder away in thoughts, i knew i needed to experience that, i couldn’t find someone to help me and disvirgin me, every boy i knew then either sees me as a child or the guy himself is a child like me too, i scouted for so long but no willing dick was available until chris came my way…
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Chris our family driver, a tall fair guy, he was the one saddled with the responsibilty of taking me to school and also taking me home when its school over, i imagine how the size of his dick was, i imagined and wished that his size was as huge those dick i saw on the glossy magazine, i would watch his dangle in his boxers anytime he pulls his trouser to wash dads car, so i decided to find a way to make him disvirgin me..
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On this fateful day it was raining heavily after school hours as he came to pick me from school, we drove towards the major road and got stuck in traffic, the air condition from car was so strong that the air from the vent was blowing straight to my vagina because i sat in the front sit with him, and that cool air made my pant so cold and i couldn’t control myself, so i turned and watched him as his head was on the stirring while he slept off, i was afraid but i had this inner pressure that was compelling to do what my instincts was telling me, so i stretched my hand and reach for his trouser as i began to caress his loin region, hoping i would have a feel his dick, i couldn’t feel anything so i decided to press a little bit harder and that was when he jumped up from his slumber, turned towards me with his heavy eyes and said,
Chris: Floxy you don dey mad abi? see dis small girl oh! wetin you dey do? dis world don spoil finish.
I was clothed with shame, i kept my face down and hoped the long journey hope would come to an fast, but the way chris began to associate with me after that day began to give me hope that he might change his mind, he would always spank my bum-bum and smile and say.
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Chris: Floxy you don dey grow up, before you know you go begin do yanga for men!
I would smile and shake my tiny waist as i walked past him, he decided to make my nympho circle complete on this day he picked me from school, i noticed he wasn’t taking the normal route home and i enquired to know why and he smiled as his right hand went straight to my thighs
Chris: i wan carry you go place you and me go relax, abi you no want am?
He knew i wanted it badly and couldn’t reject such offer, we swerved and parked under a mango tree in a ver lonely road, as he lowered my seat and it turned into a mini bed and i smiled as our eyes caught with each other, and he began to caress my thighs, this time his hands were firm and soft, he began to UnCloth me as he caressed me, took off my pinafore and my pants as he began to handle with my peanut sized boobs and play with my vagina, as his fingers wanted to enter my vagina, i screamed and pushed his hands away..
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Chris: So this girl you be virgin sef, then Bleep come dey hungry you like this, no be me go spoil you, dress make we dey comot from here.
I couldn’t believe i would not get to taste a feel of how being bleeped feels like, so i begged chris and pleaded that he disvirgins me, but he remained adamant that he would not try such, out of anger, i opened my bag, brought out my pen and disvirgined myself, as the tip of the pen tore my hymen apart and ripples of blood began to flow. ..
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