A Story written by Purityval (0703440 1770, email@example.com.)
Down between his laps, Nellisa knelt giving him a deep throat. She was so good at it that he felt his brain spilling out through his nose with pleasure. Groaning like one possessed, he kept pushing up his waist to get more of himself into her mouth.
Nellisa seemed to have got him under control as she expertly pushed down his waist to avoid him drilling a hole through her throat. Pulling up her head, she released half his shaft before going back deep again having the whole length of him in her mouth. She cupped and squeezed his balls gently sending bolts of pleasure through his being leaving him jerking like a leaf under the rain.
She had been on it so long to know that he was close. Pulling up again, she took in half of his length and started running her lips tight around his shaft slowly, up and down.
She was enjoying the ecstatic countenance over his face as he looked lost in pleasure while she did what she knew how to do best.
He was far beyond lost in the land of pleasure as she worked wonders on his member. Moaning, he kept thrusting up but she’d pinned down his waist restricting his movement. Each time he felt close, she always pulled off pushing back his Pour.
After a while, she pulled out and forming her fingers into a tight ring around his shaft started stroking him fast.
Not long she felt him shaking vigorously. His waist became unsteady as he kept pushing up. His whole being shook under her giving her that awesome feeling knowing that he is always a leaf under her. She knew that he was close. Just like she timed it, on getting her mouth over his tip he exploded. She kept gulping down sprouts after sprouts of his Pour to the last drop
Standing up, she adjusted her skirt and pulled up her bra to cup her Bosom which he’d pulled out during their pre intimacy. She was soaked and dripping but couldn’t help it; it was that time of the month for her. Giving him a naughty smile as he laid wasted on the couch, she wiggled her waist off to the bathroom to clean up.
He laid on the couch recuperating from the awesome Mouthaction which Nellisa just gave him; just what he needed at the moment. He had needed something to clear his mind off Claire. For whatever reason, he’d been making some little careless mistakes which had never happened. How could he not have picked a stalker till he was so close to him?
After he shook off the guy, he’d decided that he needed to clear his head off Claire so that he could think straight. The whole compassion and missing out bits of vital information and clues have got to stop. Whenever he felt like clearing his mind, he knows who to call; Nellisa.
Nellisa has been his friend right from his final year in the university. She was also in her finals then. They had taken a great liken to each other and had heated it off; what they tagged FWB. No feelings, no emotions, everything was for fun. Nellisa knew that he was a dreaded cultist but never cared. She’d harbored, hid and protected him on some occasions when things really got bad.
Their affair had continued till after graduation and they still kept in touch. He’d never given NYSC a thought, so, as Nelly as he fondly calls her went for the NYSC, he concentrated on building his career; hit man/assassin.
One year after NYSC Nelly was finding it hard getting a job. Sly had pulled a few strings and gotten her a job with the FLC (federal licensing commission). He knows that there, she was going to be very useful to him and never has she disappointed him.
He had called her up that morning asking for her presence. She already knew the game and had told him that she was feeling ‘crampy’ as it was that time of the month for her. He had opted to send her a message but she’d waved it off telling him that she was on her way.
“Hey! I gats roll.” Nelly say coming into the sitting room bringing him back from his reminiscence.
“Ok, let me change and dropped you off.” He said sitting up from the couch.
“Nah don’t worry. I’ve got places to go before heading home.” She said corking her eyes at him.
“Ok then, gimme a min.” he said walking up the stairs.
Coming back to the room, “This is for your Tfare and I need every detail to this number, nothing should be left out.” He said handing two wads of five hundred naira notes and a piece of paper containing the registration number of the trailer who was on him.
“Ok boss.” Nelly replied throwing him a mock salute. “See you when I see you.” She continued heading towards the exit.
“I need everything asap.” He said behind her.
“I know, as always.” She said turning around to face him. “And I’m sorry about this,” placing a hand on her bikini line, “I will make it up to you.”