A Story written by Wild Cat…
“If only I knew I wouldn’t have broken up with him just yet”
Those were the words re-echoing in my head along side with the throbbing in between my legs.
It had only been a week since Buchi almost Forked tears out of my eyes, I still could remember how his hand roughly pulled my head towards his Joystick forcing me to take more of it into my drooling mouth , and how he rewarded me back with a mind blowing orgasm, pounding me from behind. Now I had to walk around with a pool in between my legs.
I was writing my last paper which meant holiday. Everything felt wrong inside the Examination hall, the way the examiners watched us like an hawk does to his prey, the excruciating painful sound the pen of the young man sitting behind me made when he chewed on it, at a point I thought he might have chewed up the entire pen.
I knew what pained me most , I wanted a Joystick and I wanted it bad. While in the exam hall, my Kittycat was not helping out issues, my juice were soaking my Kittycat alongside my thighs, My Tips were hard against my bra which made me very uncomfortable, i could feel my juice creating a wet patch on my skirt. I normally don’t wear underwear ( don’t ask why) ,The only thing that made sense at that point was to deepen my fingers in my burning Kittycat.
I sluggishly got up , and managed to hand over my answer booklet to the examiners , I stepped out of the hall, I noticing the slight changes in my walking posture, my thighs were too lubricated.
“See as you be like who them use wood beat ”
I noticed my best friend Natasha walking towards me , I turned, smiled, and muttered a weak smile, she was gonna engage me in her never ending conversations , and I wasn’t interested in anything except a Joystick .
” I want to go home to take care of a few things ” was all I said before she left slightly angry , I wasn’t entirely lying . I couldn’t help but notice her fat round Buttocks, that same Buttocks that made me question the reason i wasn’t a man to be able to Fork her good. She had those Bosom that made you wonder how those could develop in the chest of a nineteen year old.
I got home in an hour due to traffic, a journey that should have lasted thirty minutes, I took the keys out of my hand bag ,immediately I got in , I threw my bag to an unknown destination got into my room, and locked to door without a reason. I raised my skirts upwards effortlessly slipped two fingers into my already drenched Kittycat, i let out a groan and set to work . Floods of juice ran out of my Kittycat , I bit on my lower lips as I got lost in pleasure . I didn’t pay much attention to the noise of my refrigerator turning on indicating that the Power had come on. The music I left playing before leaving continued and I was glad that I didn’t have to work hard on suppressing my groans, I was already sounding like an animal in pains.
To Be Continued…