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Chumzypinky:
Haha. Blood of Sango

hey woman, u stil av a query to ans

Chumzypinky:
its not shango oo. Its sango. Ode hubby!

me ode? 4get say i b ur husband, How dare u cal a son of thunder ode? U wil pay 4 diz

yungeez:
i nor say make u nor kill her ooo, bt b4 u do make sure u fvck her brains out, if ur konji nor gree comply go buy cumcumba or spatula, or better still go cut wood 4 backyard rammed dat pvssy in d name of shango, and pls update us sharp sharp

lolz.. I wil do my best with d updation

FhemmyKW:
Damn!! Came here with popcorn alone, can someone plz pass me zobo tutu.
I dey enjoy this story like Captain America :Civil War.
Guy u are mouthed

. Tanx bro

talk2saintify:
if yhu touch her erhhhhh!!!

ah go............................................??



watin ah go do sef

abeg, how the matter tey concern you? No be my wife? I fit do her anyhow. Abeg, Ikombe and wyslowz, come help me dash dis amebo a nice beffiting pics jare.

PrinceOFprince:
Guy, u did a very nice detective job there.. I wonder how that greedy bike man would feel once he gets home and finds the suitcase noting tangible. Well, he can stil make use of the underwear sha.. Thumbs up bro. Great job. Keep em coming

am greatful to gawd of thunder for providing my thread with wonderful readers like u and ur 6. Thanx dude. I app it.

Adesina12:
Jusk fvck her head and collect service charge .....move on Sango guy my guy

u sure pass shango jare.. Shango don dey fvckup

Hadampson:
Lol
Of all the monikers wey dey nairaland, na only hadampson u see.. just know dat d thunder wey i reserve 4 una is doing press_up btw u r doin a great work thus far.. Much love i gat 4 diz story o

#Thumbs up bro

that name just comes in handy. Thanks

talk2saintify:
Lol

TheBlessedamannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!

Where you de?

ahah! I don com o.. See wetin my wife dey write? Chai.. Chumzypinky, I promise u, in shango's name, You go smell pepper tonight. Konji awaits u.

16. COUNTLESS.


It was already daybreak when I set my shangoic foot outside the main building of the Richton hotel with my suitcase firmly in my hands.

I was met with the familiar stares of 'Shey you don see your life?' on the faces of the guests outside.

I dialed Shango's number in my mind, requesting for an AK-47 thunder to come and strike the eyes of those fools, but I was met with a reply of 'NOT AVAILABLE.'

I was very annoyed and sent a 'Gawd punish ur girlfriend' to his voicemail.

Once again, Shango don fvck up.

*****

I was getting more tired with each step I took forward on the tarred road.

Despite the isrealite trekking, I can't help but wonder how I got into this complicated predicament.

The lightskinned lady, The drugging, the dragging, The picture, the...the...the..note... Yes! the note.

I stopped beside a newspaper stand. There were people arguing about how the chelsea match was an Ojoro one, how Eden Hazard's equalizer should have been ruled out for offside and bla...bla.. I just hissed and stood beside the road. I reached into my pockets and brought out the paper. It was already wet, but when I looked closely, I was still able to see the traces of the number.

I reached for my phone and was about to dial the number, when I saw the face that brought me into this mess, passed by in a blue SLK mercedeez benz with another woman driving it.

I greethed my teeth in anger. I can't miss this opportunity for anything in the world. I had to follow her to wherever she's going.

I was still contemplating on how to follow her when I saw a commercial bike heading in the same direction. I waved him down.

Forgetting that I had no money on me, I jumped on the bike with the suitcase. I tucked the phone in my pockets and ordered the bikeman to follow the blue benz.

He complied without negotiation, maybe he was confident with the suitcase in my hand, I don't know.

*****

The road was a bit curvey at some ends, but also straight at some. I made sure I never let the car out of my sight and at the same time, also making my tracking very descreet to the woman driving the car.

The car took a turn to a crowded area, and turned left, made a turn to another street and went straight ahead.

Finally, It stopped at the front of a bungalow close to the main road.

I asked the bike man to stop at a place not too far from the car. I watched from afar as the lightskinned b*tch dropped off and entered the house and the car zoomed off.

I alighted and I was about to head towards the bungalow when the bike man pulled me back.

"oga, where my money na?" he asked.

"erm...erm... Money? How much?".

"na 3k". He answered.

"wetin? na corpse you carry?" I asked.

"oga pay my money o."

"I no get money for here o. But I swear, I go come meet you for your tarmak." I replied pleadingly.

"wetin? Abeg no try that sh!t with me. You wan go use my money go fvck your olosho, na thunder go fire you." He cursed angrily.

Only if he knew how many times have requested for thunder without getting any, he would have change his line of curse.

"guy, take am easy na, me and you na padi na, make we no fight each...."
Before I could continue, he pushed me forcefully to the ground and disconnected the case from my hand. He mounted his bike and sped off.

Then my phone rang. Happy that I still got that, I brought it out and checked the caller I.d.

"Hello Joke, please am very very busy right now, I will call you later. I promise. Bye." I ended the call without giving her a chance to speak. I put the phone in silent mode, and inserted it back into my pockets.

I began to walk towards the house, I got to the door and knocked on the door.

"who is that?"
She asked from inside.

I hurriedly think of what to say and decided to use a fake name. I changed my voice and answered.

"Its me Hadampson."
I heared her footsteps coming towards the door. I heared the door knob click and it opened.

"Hadampson? Wha....". She gasped in utter biwilderment as she set her eyes on me. She made to shut the door but I already had a foot inside.

"did my face ring a bell? Huh?" I stepped inside fully and she jerked backwards into the sitting room. "this face was the most happiest face in the world as at yesterday night." I said angrily pointing to my face.

"Please..plea..se don't..don't...kill...me.." She stammered. I moved closer to her and raised her head up, making her to see my reddened eye balls.

"oh you can't find your voice right?" I scoffled. "I know how it feels, because I felt exactly the same way....twice...First was when, you stvpid daughter of the devil was rap*ing my drugged brains out yesterday and secondly was when I was confronted with the absurd pictures you gave Beatrice." I dropped her head and moved back a bit with frustration and anger weilling up inside me while I turned my back at her.

"Pls..Let me talk.." She said shakingly.

"yes you better start talking or else...one of us is going to die now!!" I declared with clenched fist.


TBC

PamelB:
my hi to him as well.
Look how u allowed a waitress ruin your chance of a good kitten and money factory.
Chai!
E kpele

hmmmm... I smelt ur mockery from a far. Despite the fact that u made it sound as if u feel concerned..

Lankyannie:
Please epp me ask shango how much he charges for small thunder,lightning thunder,middle-class thunder and bombmatic thunder cus some people really wonna vex a whole ordained child of GOD here.dnt wori,i wil pay for the one shango will send to that light skinned olosho(see how pesin kun spoil business for the son of shango),kpele ma dear brother in the nairaland.

ah... I suggest u go to google play store to download the Shango app. All d details u need ar there..

windowxp:
you see ya self, ntoor. this is what happens when you think an hotel room is that big enough to contain the whole nairalanders, SEUN himself and his mods. Lolzz Lolzzzz.

keep it coming bro. sorry for putting ur konji at work without salary talk less of pension.

hmmm.. Gawd save u say u repent.. If not, i for... Wel no wori... Thankz 4 d comment bro. I app it

Thanks dude. I app it

hoebamaa:
Nice update...

Musampa73:
Look at how u allow a waitress clown expose u and where is thunder self when u mostly need him to protect his son from embarrassment.....

You see the reason why we really need to unveil the smaller thunder that's still under training because I know they are not gonna disappoint u anytime any day because there case will be like the case of last hungry intake soldiers..... Lol

hmmm.. I see you av started attending some thunder class..

Mrlemuel:
Ur Longerthroat Penis Finally Put U In Trouble, Zeus Be Praised.

no be ur fault.. Wait, how much is zeus paying you gan?

gtin:
Son of Sango i swear jide will never forgive u

i don't think he have a choice.. Not when he's under duress..

Chumzypinky:
So sorry son of thunder. Hahaha

what? Did my wife just mocked me or what? Wait, u ar nt above thunder o..

Tgold1:
onisango on Sango land. you no know say, something wey sweet dey kill person?


sorry Ehn.

oni zeus of zeusland, thanks 4 the mockery. A special thunder awaits u buddy.

yungeez:
Nice one bro, d tori is making sense, dat waitress has bitten off d wrong meat, cnt wait 4 u nd shango to take revenge on her...
juliana my sambisa luv come nd enjoy dis story wit me
#OluwaAndYungeezIsNowOfficiallyInvolved

lolz... I pray i find her o...

brunxy:
Nice story...Nigeria is truly blessed with intelligent Youth...U make fiction appear Real..

let somebody shout halleluyah... Thank u bro. Its really motivating.

Next update comes up shortly

gtin:
Nice story u've got here man

thanks man. I app it.

15. COUNTLESS.



The crowd continued to roar his name continuously and loudly. They were chanting 'BEAT HIM! KNOCK HIM! KILL HIM.' He threw his hands up in the air and let out a thunderous roar like that of Tripple H wheneve he wants to pedgree his opponent.

He moved towards me and raised my weakened head up. He threw the first blow, I was too weak to duck or do anything to stop it from landing on my face. The blow landed on my right cheek. I felt a new level of pain and agony run through my body. He dropped my head and it fell uncontrollably hard on the marbled floor. After two minutes of trying to gain my strenght, I managed to get myself back on my weakened legs.


He was now backing me shouting boastfully at the crowd, probably unawares of my new position. I decided to use that to my advantage as I run towards him shouting at the same time, but unfortunately my shouting gave me away. He turned swiftly around and sent a bonecracking punch to my solar plexus. I fell down immediately. I began to cough out blood. If truly there is hell, am sure am there already. He walked to me and bent over. He raised my head up and sent me an ear-deafening slap and blood began to ooze out of my nostrils. I relaxed the remnants of my Shango abandoned head in his wet palms. I closed my eyes, wishing death will just come and took me away.

But then, I suddenly felt water on my face and I opened my eyes hoping am in heaven already, (even if I were to be judge by my deeds, I don't deserve to be there, but I was hoping Shango can still help me get there with his influence) only to be met with strange faces holding phones and obviously taking pictures of me.

I sat up immediately, I looked at their eyes and saw that their glares were directed at my nak3d thigh region.

I pulled my trousers up and sat up immediately. A hefty looking man, claded in a security uniform with H. Hadampson written on his brest pocket walked over to me.

"I was planning to send for Mayweather or the spirit of Mohammed Ali to come and help us, send you back to earth with their blows, since you are not affected by the slaps have given you already. Thanks to this bucket of water that finally brought you back." He said.

Then it dawned on me, have been dreaming all this while. I instantly remembered how I got into this mess.

"you really made a mess of yourself dude, go get yourself cleaned up." He patted me on the back and walked away.

The crowds were starting to disperse one by one.

"See you are finally awake bast*rd". I know that voice. I turned around and looked towards the stairs, she walked down slowly, her eyes were plain red, just as the colours of her dress. Its obvious she has been crying.

"Beatrice...pls...let me..."

She cuts in.
"oh.. You want to explain?" she let out a wicked grin. "explain this fool." She threw three photographs at me. I picked them up. I turn the first one over. Its a picture of my uncladed thigh, with my konji resting in a bending shape on it.

The second was showing a blur image of a lady strokking my dck while I lay flat on the floor. The third was showing the blur image of the same lady riding my dck.
None of the pictures shows the enhance image of the lady.

"You sonofab*tch, I actually thought we had a chemistry going on between us, but I was wrong." She sniffed "you backbitting basta*d could not fvck me yestday, I even paid you to fvck me, yet you didn't." The tears are starting to weil up in her bloodshot eyes, "How much did that slùt paid you? Answer me basta*d! How much did she offer you, that made you abandon me for her!.. Gawd... I was so foolish... Now am the subject of mockery to my friends...our pics and this pics have gone viral....". Her eyes are now soaked with tears, I was really dumbstruck. How do I explain my leaving her alone in the first place? How do I tell her that I was drugged? How do I tell her that a whole son of thunder was r*ped?... I bent my head down in shame.

"since you've shown me your true nature... here is your suitcase." She threw my suitcase at my feet, and wiped her teary face before she continued "I've taken my money back, get lost and don't you ever let me see your face again. Just get your basta*d self out and get lost...look, If I ever see your hansom cheating face ever again..you will be dead so fast they won't be ready for you in hell!" She turned back and headed towards the stairs.

I know better than to argue with an angry woman.

I was confused on what to do. I picked up my case, opened it and tucked in my jacket. I was now claded in my t-shirt and trousers. I reached for my pockets and checked my phone, I heaved a sigh of relief when I found it there.

I dusted my trousers and headed towards the exit. I was scanning for the lightskinned lady, but she was no where to be found.

I'm now stranded, I did not envisgage things to turn out like this, thats why I didn't come with any cash or ATM card.

With no hope of how to get home, I headed out of the Hotel.


TBC.

rachealfst:
(for the sake of Chu.mzypinky, Pa.melb, Smartestpo.pqueen,and rache.alfst that doesn't know how to cook spaghetti, let me teach you) You ehn! I comment my reserve.lol BTW we're enjoying the ride, carry on
@Adeshina12 me I don't get your ? o
@cyndylove64 I just came on board too, welcome.

thankz 4 showing up ma. I love u sporadically

14. COUNTLESS.


I suddenly felt the need to take things easy with this hungry-for-sex woman. I was damn sure she will still demand for sex once we are back from the party and I might be too exhausted to give her a nice job for her money. So as to avoid any later embarrasment, I calmly told her

"No. Lets fvck after the event..hun?..."

She groaned a bit and gave me a smile.

"ok. Which ever way you want it dear."

I still feel the need to compensate her for her understanding and submission.

So I ate her pvssy till she cummed again.

Through with sucking, I gave her a deep kiss on the lips making her taste her own juices.

"Let’s go to the spa now." I commanded.

She rose up and put on a swim suit and we set out.


As we walked to the spa we drew more looks from other
guests. Beatrice had her arm around my waist and as we
walked by, one light skinned waitress half
jokingly asked Beatrice if I'm her son, she gave no reply and just smiled at her, probably enjoying the attention we were getting.

When we got back to the room it was time to get ready for the
party. I put on my suit and Beatrice did her hair and makeup
and put on a new red dress.

'Shango truly sent me this woman. Or why's she addicted with reds.'

The party went just as well as I had hoped. Although others were also with younger guys of my age, but to be honest, I was probably the most hansom guy at the party. Beatrice was
especially happy when she saw
that almost all the eyes present were focused on us.

I led her to the dance floor and me being a very good and talented dancer gave Beatrice some nice dancing steps at every music played by the Disk Jockey (d.j).

She later left me to dance with some of her old friends and it was during the dancing that the lightskinned waitress stylishly walked over to me and quickly tucked a note in my suit pockets.

I checked around to look for Beatrice and I saw her coming towards me with a grown up woman like her, probably her mate. Beatrice introduce me to her as her boyfriend and left again.

She came back few minutes later and resumed dancing with me. I was very attentive and romantic, taking several opportunities to give Beatrice a big deep kiss, always when there were others around to see us kiss.

The party started to break up about
two thirty in the morning. The only people who stayed were the ones intent on drinking too much.

Beatrice and I each only had a couple of drinks before she began to feel tipsy.

I escorted her back to the hotel room and laid her down on the bed. I pulled the blankets over her body and pecked her.

I waited till I thought she was asleep before I sneaked out of the room back to the party.

I checked my pockets and brought out the paper. There was a phone number written on it and a text under it that reads, 'I like you. Pls call me'. I returned the paper into my pockets and beckoned a waiter to get me champagne and glass cup.

He brought it few mins later and I began to slowly devour my drinks.

"Hi hansom." A voice greeted from behind.

"Hi too." I turned to see the lightskinned waitress smiling seductively at me. "hey, you, whats that?" I asked half drunk.

"what? You mean the paper?" I nodded. "a woman asked me to give you."

"who?"

"why don't you call her to confirm her identity and purpose. I believe there's a number on the paper." She said, staring in to my face.

"ok. That will be later. By the way, whats up with you?"

We chatted for up to thirty minutes. I ordered for another drink. She volunteered to get it for me. She came back after few minutes and poured us both a glass each. We made the drinking rite and began to bottom up.

"I need you to follow me now." She said and begin to drag me to my feet by pulling my loosed tie. I was too drunk to walk by myself. I felt weakness in my joints and muscle.

She held my waist and walked me to a secluded area of the hotel. She laid my back on the floor and uncladed herself . She moved over to me and extract my drunky konji out. She stroked it few times before she lowered herself on it and began fvcking me like a rabbit.

"You b*tch, you are rapiing a son of thunder." I wanted to scream that, but I couldn't find my voice.

After ten mins of the rapiing, I felt my dck pulsate as I begin to subconciously shoot my load into her. She also came just a moment later and she stood up.

She claded herself and began to drag me on the floor towards a deserted open place. I drowsily watched her unbuckle my belt and pulled my trousers down to my thigh region and brought out her phone. She took some pictures of me and left.

I was hoping for a thunder to just strike her down as I watch her vanish from my blurry sight, but where is thunder when you need it? Shango don fvck up. I thought.

It was after she left that I realised that I must have been drugged. I've never been drunk to the state of weakness like this before.

My strenght was starting to fade away totally as I close my eyes and slowly drifted into oblivion.


TBC.

souloho19:
Haba u wan send me go back scl??
Why d change of title..that disabled beauty was on point

when shango says change it, you don't argue, u just av to change it. That was how i change the title.

Ibunkun1:
Gud Work Bro.

tanq sir. I app it. Thanks voting shango as the c.e.o of ur area.

Lankyannie:
CHOOI .Where do i start ooo *clears throat*LADIES AND GENTURUMEN,BOSSES AND BOSSETS,NIGGURS AND SLAY MAMAS,HUSBAND NOT BANK AND WIFE NOT COOK abeg i need only one minute of your time to epp me swear for this shango wanna be who no fear to give us public harassment and insultment through that movie script that is laced with curses from shango and wrapped very well with thunder which he termed INTRODUCTION abi na TERMS AND CONDITION.TheblessedMan u are really blessed politically,fictionally,cursologically,sexually and brainically.lemme kukuma comment ma reserve till when you go bleep that nike/joke.ayam so gonna learn alot from this story,more shango thunder to you bro c; P.S:you are really talented just like ma one and only mami chumzypinky.

thanq my dear 6. Shango says Hi.

Johnflowey1738:
TheBlessedMan continue dropping it AS E DEY HOT
hope ur scrotal sacs arnt frm ur little adventure

lolz. Most of it ar fiction, and most are real. Thanx 4 campaigning 4 shango.

souloho19:
This better happen during our fa cup match o.

i give u correct scores bro. Go and stake it with ur sch fees..

13. COUNTLESS.


Throughout the ride to the hotel, she was
mostly talking about how happy she was to meet me. Saying she met me exactly the way Jide had described me to her. Handsome, tall, fair and with a well structured body.

After a while of talking, Beatrice
handed me an envelope.

"This is for you." She proposed with a warm smile.

I knew it was my
two hundred thousand naira fee but instead of collecting it instantly,
I asked her to tuck
it in my briefcase.

"Thanks." I muttered after she was done.

We got to the hotel neighbourhood at 9:30pm. We alighted and I parked the car in a very secured place.

The hotel was a long walking distance from the park, but She
decided to rent a golf cart belonging to the hotel, which happens to be the only fastest way in which we can get to the hotel premises.

On the way she asked me if I wanted her to give me the money to pay so it will not look like she was the one paying.

"nope, you don't have to. Seriously I don't
mind." I declined with a smile.

Beatrice checked us in
and paid with her ATM card.

We spent a lot of time
standing at the crowdy reception.
I stood behind her with my hands
around her and pressed my dck against her a*ss.

Beatrice wiggled her a*s back against me.

We could see people looking at us but
neither of us cared. I asked Beatrice how she liked to be treated and she smiled.

"Romantically and authoritatively." she replied.

We headed for the room. It was a very nice room, spacious enough to accomodate the whole of nigeria at once. Don't mind me. Thats how my brain works at the sight of beauty.

"We have about two hours before we go to the party. It starts by 12. Dinner will be served there so we don't need to eat first. What would you like to do for the mean time?" Beatrice asked.

"They have a spa. Lets take a soak." I replied.

Without another word, she stripped out of her red gown, panties and bra.

I took my time to study her. She was about 5'6 and her bra measurements
were probably 42-D - 30 - 38. Or lets say big enough to draw a 'wow' out of my mouth.

Her brests did hang down but they
were still nice and she had big nippples that were already hard.

Her muff wasn't shaved but it was nicely trimmed. Her mound stuck out with fat pvssy lips.

I once again say a silent 'thank you' to Shango for this wealthy opportunity because I knew it was going to be fun
eating and fvcking her.

Beatrice looked at my sculptured body
and stared at my semi erect konji at seven inches. She looked longingly into my eyes.

A sudden feel of domination surge through my mind and I spoke out.

"Beatrice, you don't have to wait till after the party. Why don't you go ahead and suck me now."

She instantly dropped to her knees in
front of me, reached out and took my konji in her hand and guided it to her mouth.

In less than a minute she had me fully hard. Now she could hardly
get her hand all the way around it.

She pulled away and I think she just admired the magnificent dck in
front of her face. She stretched her jaw wide to get my cocckhead back in her mouth. Stroking my
shaft with her hand while she sucked and licked the mushroom.

She was very desperate to service me, me that she had hired to be her escort.

Pulling off again she looked up at me and said, "Don't just stand
there Darous, go ahead and fvck my
face. Make me take your wonderful dck and make me swallow your com."

I put my hands behind her head and held
her in place as I started slowly
pistoning my Konji into her mouth.


She sucked as hard as she could. She was taking about half
of my konji each time. If I tried to go deeper she would gag and
interrupt the rhythm.

Thank gawd, I already padlocked my skull before I left home, or else my brains would have ran out again.

I pumped her face for about five minutes. I think her jaw was
starting to get sore and I froze and groaned before slowly fvcking her again.

I felt my shaft pulse
between her lips as I blasted shot after shot of my hot, thick, and salty cum into her mouth.

She swallowed about half of it and held the other half in her
mouth. She pulled off my dck and looked up with her mouth
opened. Showing me the cum that she still held in her mouth.

Then she swallowed the remaining spunk, licked her lips and stood up. I pecked her and told her how great of a coccksucker she was.

Actually I was thinking that I had had a better
time with Lovelyn.

Then I took her and almost threw her on the bed and climbed on with her.

"Time to return the favor. Spread your
legs." she obliged and I dove for her muff.

She was soaking wet. I ran my tongue up and down her sliit,
sucked and gently bit her clitt and buried my tongue as deeply into her fvck hole as I could thereby bringing Beatrice to a hard orgassm.

She pulled her head up and said, "Fvck me now!. I want your dck in my cunnt. Fvck me now....Please!"

I smiled mischieviously at her and I once again, quickly sent a silent prayer to shango for this lucrative job of No-pension.


TBC.