How I F#cked an Ogbanje [#Karashika]!

 

Thursday. 

10.31am. I ought to be in school (Unilag) for some post-Project Defense ish, but when I checked all I on me; just N500 péré... I decided against it.

I had nothing else on my mental checklist to occupy my day, so I put a call through to Tokunbo, one of my few favorite friend who I haven't seen in about a year. I informed him that I was coming over to his place.

Toks has been my friend for about 7 years and I've come to see his family as my adopted family. Now I impatiently pressed the door bell (for the third time). The door opened a crack as Tokunbo poked his head.

“Oga you no wan open door before ni?” I said as I pushed my way past him. He was clad in a white long towel.

“No. You for break am nah! This one wey we see your face today... Shey person pursue you commot for house?”

“Who dey house?”

“Nah only me. But I...”

Anything he must have said after “Na only me” was of no importance to me. I dashed off to the kitchen. The kitchen is almost bigger than the living room in my own house. My hungry eyes found what it was looking for in the double door refrigerator; a leftover slice bread, jam and some sweet tasting creamy stuff (I don't know what they called it but I sha ate everything like that). I belched loudly as I made my way up the stairs to Toks' room.

After about two hours of playing FIFA and talking about money and bitches, we both decided we were bored. Toks grabbed some clothes and his car key and we headed for the new eatery + Shawarma joint in the neighbourhood. Oh I forgot to mention that Toks was sorta broke temporarily too, so we just went there to chill cuz girls frequent the eatery... Plus the atmosphere tends to be lively. 

We sat at a table for four with a can of Orijin each and soaked in the environment. A large flat screen TV to our right aired music videos from Trace Urban, most people sat in twos except for a table where about 5 people sat, they were having a meeting I guessed. Every girl worth looking at was with someone.

We were pressing our phone and talking random stuff when two girls walked into the eatery. They were really beautiful! It's one of the few times I'd see a beautiful girl with another beautiful girl as friends. Most  beautiful girls tend to have ugly girls as friends [You may argue with your keypad]. Everyone took a good look at them.

The two pretty girls bought Shawarma and coke each, then looked around anxiously for where to seat. One was petite [Tokunbo's type], the other was a bit thick with ass [my type]. I gave Tokunbo a knowing look, he understood. 

• Here's one quick amazing fact: In a setting of organized and confident guys, drop just one girl among them and you'll be amazed at how they'll start to misbehave.

So, when it appeared that they were making their way to our table. I UNCONSCIOUSLY grabbed my drink and s..l..o..w..l..y sipped it [James Bond style] while Toks UNCONSCIOUSLY grabbed his car key and was stylishly swinging it with a finger...

“Hi guys. Can we join you?” the petite one asked.

“Only if you promise to be of good behaviour” Tokunbo said smoothly. I grinned. The girls giggled and nodded.

“You aren't sisters... Are you?” I asked as they sat.

The thick one chuckled. “No. We are friends.” And that was how a lively conversation ensued. The thick girl’s name is Kate and her petite friend, Moji.

A few minutes later, about 30 or so. During the height of the chat, just when giggles and laughter erupted from our table every now and then. I took a good look at my watch and signalled to Toks.

“It's been fun chatting with you girls.” I said as Toks and I stood up.

“Awwwh... Are you leaving?” Moji asked.

“Yea. Would you like to come along?” Toks asked.

“Where are you going to?”

“Our house. And it's not far from here.”

They whispered to each other, giggled and decided to come along.

We got to Toks' house, and head straight to his bedroom. He served them turkey and orange juice which they barely touched.

A while later, I was kissing and smooching Kate while Toks was doing same to Moji ON THE SAME BED. By the time Kate's delicate hands were wrapped around my shaft with my dick-head lost inher sloppy mouth, Tokunbo was already ferociously dicking down Moji! Calm down Bruh! This ain’t a race!

Now I made Kate lie on the bed faced down and propped her ass up with a pillow. I quickly tore a condom and proceeded to lay the pipe. Tokunbo had gone beast mode on Moji; ómólómó I couldn't tell if she was screaming or moaning as Tokunbo had one hand around her neck while pounding her pussy.

I knew I was gonna cum soon. Maybe the pussy was just too good. Maybe it's what thick girls do to me... Arh! I groaned as warm fluid escaped my dick. I crashed beside Kate but she wasn’t done yet. 

She got up and resuscitated my dick with some amazing hand job. Then she climbed atop me. I had no condom on! She began riding me... Then she went faster. She rode me like it was a horse race, I was afraid I might end up dick-less or dick-fractured before she climaxed. I made to reach for her but she held me down firmly with both hands. She literarily fucked the hell outta me, FAM! Then she shuddered in orgasm.

A while later, Tokunbo and I saw them off, we exchanged numbers and kissed them goodbye. We got back to the house feeling like excited 7 years old kids.

The next evening, I decided to call Kate just to chat her up [and probably fix a next meeting]. Her line was unavailable. Must be network, I thought. The day after again same thing. Tokunbo called to tell me Moji’s line was also unavailable. Fam!... We've been trying these girls numbers for some days now!

Fear don dey grip me small small... 😟

@Femi_Uncensored