One day, I was somewhere but I could hear my
girlfriend shouting, "Oh Baby I like It, Hit Me Harder, You Are Such a
Horse, Ouch! Don't Break Me ". I got so frightened and jealous after
hearing these sexual sounds. Which stranger was giving it to my girlfriend like
this? Was Bella Ok? I began to fear for her.
Luckily enough, I remembered that it was an
occasion of my girlfriend's birthday. Truth be spoken, I hardly celebrate my
own birthdays so I didn't expect Bella to be expecting much from me on the
occasion of her day. After all, anytime I get her, it's a birthday. To me,
there is nothing special about her birthday. What was she going to celebrate
about? OK, I got it. She was going to celebrate and give thanks to god for my
life. I was a gift from above and a rare breed. How many of her female friends
have bedroom bullies? I thought hard to find an appropriate birthday gift for
Bella, but the ideas weren't forthcoming. I wanted to take my time and get
things right, once and for all.
After stressing my brain for several hours,
the answers finally leaked to me. The gifts were already all over me. Money was
never a problem. With money, I could buy anything for Bella, including herself.
I had the presence of mind to understand that Bella needed nothing much from me.
I only had to wholeheartedly commit my soul, spirit and body to her. But I was sure
she didn’t need my spirit or soul for anything. Of what use is a spirit or soul
to a girl with a hungry pussy? I decided that I would avail myself for her any
time she needed my service.
Sacrificially, I invited my girlfriend to
visit me in the evening time. I would be delivering a whole lot of birthday
packages to my sweetheart. She didn't fail to appear at my house for the meeting.
On her arrival at my abode, I realized I was so hungry for food. She needed to
cook a meal of plain rice with tomatoes stew. Rice was a better choice because
it takes a little time of about 40 minutes to get cooked.
I provided Bella with all the necessary
ingredients, so we went into the kitchen. Ladies and gentlemen, I was ashamed
of what was going to take place in the kitchen. There was a raised platform in
the kitchen measuring up to my waste level. It was an extension of the sink
system, but luckily enough, it was a completely dry and unoccupied section.
In the kitchen, things took a different
dimension. I wasn't sure I was food-hungry again. After staring at Bella's sexy
dresses, I quickly shut and locked the kitchen door to make emergency preparations.
Since we were in the kitchen, it was possible a fire could suddenly erupt and
consume us. Ironically we didn't want to be saved by anybody if the blaze set
in. This was the reason for which I shut the door.
Ladies and gentlemen, we can't forget that
Bella was still provocatively dressed. I was now thirsty for something else.
She was half-naked. So I lifted her to the raised platform in the kitchen. My master
had already enlarged to its elastic limit. Her curvy shape and huge ass were my
weak points. They turn me on anytime I stare at her. Once again, my
calculations were performing wonders.
Bella knelt on all fours on the platform, as
if she was going to crawl. When I stood on the floor to match her exposed butt,
it was a befitting height, with no standard deviation. She was going to nourish
my gear lever with engine oil. I stood speechless for some seconds, marveling
at the engineering work behind that position.
Uncontrollably, I started attacking Bella with
my strengthened anterior projection. Bella could be heard screaming in
satisfaction. The loud sounds that were created anytime I hit her hard nearly betrayed
us, so I decided to shift to slower gears. It was unfortunate that some of you
weren’t present to witness the feelings that were emanating from her habitat. I
was in an Olympic-sized swimming pool. I went left and right inside her
slippery waters.
Her swimming pool was the best in the world. I
could go all the way inside without getting drowned. The position was too
convenient for me; it utilizes little energy. Of course there is nothing
difficult about standing on your feet while holding her waist and going back
and forth inside her. It's more like walking, except that you don't cover any
distance. So let's call it stationary walking.
While I jerked inside her cylinder, I held on
firmly to her waist to ensure that she never missed a single shot. At a point
in time, Bella turned her face and kissed me passionately. I assumed that she
was enjoying my topnotch performance. She would later prove me right. As for
me, I don’t usually remember to reserve time for such romances when I am busily
destroying my recipients. I attacked her vent for more than 30 minutes without
sensing tiredness.
The subsequent minutes that elapsed saw Bella restless.
The intensity of the blows grew stronger and deeper every minute. I couldn’t
trace the source of my vim that day. But I recollected that the position was energy-conservative.
I was selfish enough not to change it. Moreover, Bella too was having fun,
except that I was defeating her.
I knew that I needed to do a little work
before I set her mad. So I professionally removed the content inside her
opening and reloaded it heavily and immediately. Come and see Bella flying
everywhere. She was a rocket that just attained its escape velocity. Since I
was a payload in the cargo section, I was bouncing and impacting on every
interior wall.
We were now up in the sky. This was the first day
I saw Bella wearing an unnatural face. She suffered because she stubbornly
refused to beg me early. Finally, I let Bella took over the movements while I
still stood still on my feet. When I granted her that opportunity to rule the
game, she customized the rhythms of her motion to suit her desire. Few minutes
later, the feelings eventually overpowered her body; she stopped receiving the
backshots. This time round, Bella’s mouth was wide opened while her body shook
uncontrollably. I felt prouder that day. She was the one who surrendered.
The only challenge I faced was that my manhood
was still energetic enough to go extra miles. But since I didn’t want to punish
her with further penetrations, she offered and massaged my boss until the whitish
slimy fluid was jettisoned. The equation was now balanced; so we stopped the
reaction.
I was a sexual hero that day. No wonder Bella
promised to build me a statue in her father’s house.
Ha-ha! Hi Guys. Bob BrighT HeRe. ThAT Is Episode 6.
Very Mad, RighT?
EpiSode 7 Will Follow After The Xmas & New
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EXpLiCit ArTicles & BightLight Wishes You
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THAnks FoR ReADing, & GoodBye!!
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