-Diary Of A Lekki Houseboy (Another Sex Story)

Must Read: Diary Of A Lekki Houseboy (Another Sex Story)… Part 32

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Woke up the following morning to do my normal duties like nothing happened. Though I was smiling like a Donkey, remembering all that happened yesterday as again.. I wasn’t dreaming. I still had that annoying feeling about Faith who I couldn’t just forget.
Unfortunately, the house had been swept by someone I suspected to be esther, the dishes were no where to be found. So the only chore left was for me to show my wonderful talent in washing the car.
Food was ready and I was told to go carry by myself, everything was going on well for me (Christmas Gift) but there was confusion amongst the girls.
Faith Wondering why Joyce became so nice, Joyce wondering the same and Abigail(the most confused) asking the “why” questions in her mind.
Everything was set as Joyce drove out of the house (I pray make she no go meet Abu oh!), someone came to pick Esther(I wasn’t jealous) leaving me and Abigail alone in the house. Hence, the battle of the titans . See Boxing Day gist of life For Mins, I thought of a way to get this girl(Abigail) in a conversation as my Esteem(Morale) was so high.. I thought of many things but they were just childish.. So I finally arrived at the Remote Control battle. (Its childish too right?)
When I got to the sitting room, she was watching Disney but I went straight to the remote, changed it to Soundcity without taking an excuse. I didn’t look at her but I could see painment all over it.
(No, I felt she had painment because that is what I feel too)
Something led to something and she was directly opposite me wanting the remote control back as I smiled and told her to get it if she could . Na so dis girl begin dey rough handle me oh!, now, I wasn’t waiting for this girl to seduce me, I was the one that wanted to seduce her.
I touched her b0-0bs(mistakenly?) and she didn’t even care, seems she was enjoying the Royal Rumble as she was smiling and saying “Ladi Give me this remote before I cut you big ear”..
If ah hear!
Was still on this and I could feel my D*I*C*K arise like the National Anthem advised, then there was this silent moment where I looked into her eyes and I could swear she had been wanting this kind of play for life .

“Kiss her or Die regretting!!!!!”..
My mind said to me as I kissed this Young Warlock with features like that of a Goddess(But her head big die!!!… Someone might say she is just 16 but walahi…no be as the age be she look..).
Thinking she was a novice, she surprised me as she climbed on top of me with her kneels on the chair as she returned my kisses. She was wearing a mini-skirt so it wasn’t so hard putting my hands on her cold laps.
*This wasn’t what I was expecting but hey, HE works in mysterious ways you know? *
In my shocked jackpot mind, I turned her and made her lie on the chair as I brought out the remote from my pocket, placed it between her cleavages(I clap for myself anytime I remember this) and asked if she still wanted the remote. She answered with a feint voice that all she wanted me and the my own personal remote so she can control me (PERSONAL? Ehehehehehe)
This made me more honey as I kissed her with my own routine…Lower Lips, Neck, ear, neck bone and nose and back to the upper lips(COPYRIGHT PLS!!!)..
She moaned as I continued… With the Home Theatre on, you knw say screaming no be problem..
I didn’t have time to go through the basics of pulling her shirt so I raised the shirt to her burst as I inserted my hands inside, through the Cup bra (from under fah) as I held her b0-0bs, I continued kissing her. The way wey my hand enter eh, come cup the bosoms wey soft pass Ballon.. You go fear!!!

“How about we see who gets whose remote in the room?”
I asked as I stood up, she didn’t want to leave me as she surrounded me with her legs but who sigh? I was managing to walk as I entered a room which definitely wasn’t mine. It was My Joyce/Daniel’s room. Dropped her on the bed while I pull my “wonder” Kaftan that have been bringing me luck after luck..(No! I had 6 Kaftans.. So it wasn’t One)
While I removed my Kaftan, she started behaving like a Novice as she started asking boring questions about if it was sex I wanted or her love. Na so I lie say na her love, who send? Mtchewwww… She needed sex, I wanted to give it to her, why was she now complaining?

“Are You a Virgin?”.. I asked as I climbed the bed, placing my hands on her thighs.. Na virgins and post virgins(1 or 2sex) I hear say dey behave like dis.. That was why I asked..

“No..” She said..

Ok, I kind of expected her to be, owing to the fact that she was young and hardly goes out but who send? .. It was Good news to My D*I*C*K!!!

“Hmmm.. That’s sexy” .. I said as I kissed and removed her shirt..

The B®a was cup-like so I just drew it down as I fed on those bosoms I was eyeing today. She moaned, moved up and down, especially when my D*I*C*K touched her pussay through her pink panties.
I raised the skirt up to her navel as I slid my left hand to her pubic region through her abdomen..
She was hairy AF(but not as hairy as all those chinese Indecency starts) but who send hair? I went straight to the Trophy as I feengered her, kissed her and massage her bosoms why I use my finger tips to draw her n*i**pples.


2 replies on “Must Read: Diary Of A Lekki Houseboy (Another Sex Story)… Part 32”

You might have some actual insight. Why not hold some sort of contest for the readers?

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