A story written by @MissyErotica…
The following is an account of my sexual excapeds with an okada man. This happened a some years ago and I had originally posted it on a forum but as i now have my own blog, I feel its appropriate that it should be here.
I’m a slutty bitch. A s*x freak. A nympho. As I write this, I have a date with Sikiru, the Okada driver. Its all I can think about and the thought of the groovy time i’m going to have with him leaves my body tingling, my slutty Kittycat forever wet and dripping, and my Tips hard. He fucks real hard like an animal and I just cant get enough of his Joystick. I don’t attend the kind of parties Sikiru attends, you know, my status and all. However, for the reward I’ll get afterwards, I sure would attend any thing as long as I’ll get to feel that Joystick inside me afterwards.
I have a boyfriend, James. In his eyes, I am the model girlfriend. Chaste, modest, respectful and just your normal ‘take home’ to mummy girlfriend. We’ve been living together for sometime now.
James however, does not know my wild side. He is not aware that I love s*x to the point of addiction, in fact, I am addicted to s*x. And the more, the merrier!
I remember how it all started……………….
I passed unnoticed through secondary and first two years of university since I was gawky, geeky and warty. so I had no boyfriend and guys didn’t notice me but I had been introduced to s*x by one of the popular boys in my senior secondary school, not knowing that it was a challenge and a bet he had with his friend to sleep with the most ugly girl in school. I didn’t know this and I put out for him! He took my hymen and introduced me to the pleasures of the flesh and we did it so many times that I became addicted. I naively took his interest for love but was brought down to earth when I overheard him bragging to his friends at the cafeteria that he had F***ed me many times and he showed them my Pour and blood stained panties of the first F**K and several love letters I had written to him. I was devastated!!!.
In no time at all, the story spread round the school and I became the laughing stock of all his friends and their girlfriends. There was nothing to do but to stick to myself after that and quench my thirst for Joystick with my fingers, candle or any object that would fit into my aching Kittycat.
In year two of university, a friend invited me to a frat party and I became the mascot. How it happened, I cant remember and is of no consequence, only that it marked a turning point in my life. About 2am during the party after I had taken a few beer, all my pent up emotions came to the fore and I just stood up, staggered to the dance area, pulled my dress off and started dancing Unclad and suggestively. There were very girls there and all the males were old members of the frat since the
new boys were being initiated. One bold guy danced up to me and we started dancing lewdly, with me grinding my Bosom against his chest and my bare Kittycat against his very hard crotch. He wasted no time and stated fondling my Bosom and squeezing my Tips which had by this time gone
rock hard. I was in a blurry state of euphoria and continued rubbing hard against him, he couldn’t take the pressure anymore and guided me to an empty area, pushed me on the ground and started finger fucking my Kittycat and running his hands through my hot and flushed body. I responded by taking his Joystick in my mouth and sucking for all I was worth. After about five minutes of this, he pulled away, and I quickly opened my legs wide for him cos I knew what was coming and I was damn ready, in fact too ready. With one mighty lunge, he plunged deep into my Kittycat and I let off an animal scream while he pounded into me fast and hard. I loved every minute of it and encouraged him loudly in both voice and action by begging him to F**K me harder and faster while wrapping my legs round his waist to get his Joystick as deep inside me as possible. Because of the drinks and tobacco in his system, he lasted a long time and I had orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, before he finally grunted and offloaded his Pour deep inside my willing body. I grabbed his Joystick with my Kittycat muscles and milked him dry.
He got off me but before I could say ‘jack’ another body had replaced his and a hard Joystick was once again digging into my just been used Kittycat. I was game as I also urged the new guy on and welcomed the invasion of my body by yet another cockmeat. He finished his business and got up only to be once again replaced by another. I was too far gone in my lust to care or keep count after the first four guys but just abandoned myself to the pleasure.This continued until day break and my used, slurpy Kittycat was replaced by my asshole when it became too full of Pour, slurpy and less elastic. My mouth also partook of the pleasure since some of the frat guys could not feel anything when they entered my Kittycat, opted for my mouth. I didn’t care and gladly sucked them and took all the Pour they had to offer.
I don’t recall how I got back to my hostel but was told by the friend who invited me that I had been F***ed by over 20 guys and that her boyfriend brought me, while they both carried me to my room and she cleaned me up. I was leaking Pour in both of my holes for over a week and that marked the beginning of my slutty life
My adventures with Sikiru, the Okada rider started innocently enough. While returning from work one fateful evening, my car broke down and all efforts I made to at least have it take me home that night proved abortive. I called my mechanic who did everything he knew how to make the car move but my car was not ready to sleep at home that night
“aunty, we go leave the car here o!’ my mechanic declared ‘you know say we no fit push automatic and na tomoro I go fit buy an fix wetin spoil inside’
‘okay’ I said
I had to lock up and leave the car where it was and was left with no choice but to take the popular okada home since my fiancé had traveled some days earlier and would only be returning that night.
It was already dark and almost 8pm by the time we finished arrangement to leave the car where it was. I called a passing okada rider and while we were going, I noticed him pushing back at my ample Bosom, trying to push back at my crotch. I pretended not to notice but when continued, my Tips became taut and stood erect. I couldn’t hold it anymore after some time and pushed back at his back, moving closer him on the okada so as have more friction on my Bosom. My pantyless Kittycat was dripping wet and hot. The okada suddenly stopped at a bushy lonely stretch of the road and the okada man said something was wrong with the machine. He started fiddling with it and I just stared at his crotch which had a noticeable bulge. I couldn’t resist any longer and just grabbed his hands and put it on my exposed thighs, I was wearing a mini length lycra skirt. Exactly what he had been waiting for! As he pulled up my skirt and pushed his fingers into my sopping wet Kittycat, fingering me and finger fucking me deeply. I pushed back on his finger leaning on the okada and moaning loudly like the slut I was. He pulled out my and started sucking on them one after the other. I pulled down his shorts and one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen sprang free!!!!gasped and Pour loudly from the mere sight of that Joystick. I quickly my bag, brought out a cd and encased his Joystick with it. Then turned and presented my glistening wet Kittycat to him doggy, holding on tightly to the okada , bending my waist and raising my Kittycat as high as I could. He didn’t hesitate as he quickly shoved all that cockmeat into my hungry Kittycat, pushing it all in at once while grabbing and squeezing my Bosom for all it was worth from behind. I moaned loudly and pushed back at him, meeting him stroke for stroke and wanting it
all!!! He F***ed me like a real slut, banging into me hard and fast and not sparing my hanging Bosom by fondling them hard and squeezing my erect Tips, bringing tears of pleasure to my eyes. I moaned in pleasure, not minding the glare of oncoming vehicles’ headlights occasionally lighting us up like a stadium, making it obvious to all and sundry what we were doing. Okada man just banged away, oblivious of the havoc he was causing in my oliver twist Kittycat. He F***ed me for over twenty minutes and I had Pour after Pour until he grunted and gave a mighty shove spilling his seed into the rubber encasing his Joystick. He pulled out, removed and threw way the cumfilled cd then pulled up his shorts while I pulled down my skirt and rearranged my Bosom in my blouse. My Kittycat was hot and wet with several Pour, flowing Kittycat juices. I stood aside waiting for him to finish the repairs for us to leave but to my surprise, he got on his bike, kicked it started and told me to climb on. I asked if the bike was okay and he said yes, that he parked because we both wanted a F**K. We both laughed it off and he told me his name was Sikiru, gave me his number and that I should feel free to call on him whenever I needed servicing. It was a raunchy thing to say to a lady but I don’t deceive myself, I know am far from a lady, I’m a slut. Sikiru dropped me off at the junction to my house and after paying him (with him squeezing my Bosom in the process) I walked home, thinking of the F**K I just had, the size of his Joystick and dreamily imagining when next I would have to feel that wonderful Joystick again in my aching Kittycat. I got home, showered, made dinner and showered again. About forty five
minutes after my arrival home, James drove in and I welcomed him with open arms, my Kittycat once again wet at the thought of fucking my loving fiancé. While making love, he asked how I had been coping without him for the past three days and I smiled demurely, thinking of the raunchy I had just had with sikiru, okada man. If only he knew……
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