2nd Avenue – The Sexcapades of Pamela: Merit Pleasure

During our journey and romantic conversation, I got to know his name as Tony. On getting to Berger, Tony requested that we hang out that evening. I couldn’t say no either.

He drove me to his place. He’d branch a local joint where we purchased goat meat pepper soup, a bottle of Hennessy, Red Bull, Aloma Bitter and some soft-drinks.

Getting to his place, we swing into action immediately. We ate and chat for about two and half hours. He’s such a jovial person. He later took permission to take his shower and when he returned, I couldn’t waste anymore time.

I sucked Tony harder and harder and made him scream for more. His eyes were tightly shut as he groaned and moaned and held my hair so tightly I felt the pain. Then suddenly I withdrew my mouth.

        “No! No! Don’t stop it baby. Give me more,” he begged but I didn’t listen. I had other plans for him.

I led him to the couch in the living room and gently pushed him to lie on his back. Swiftly, I was out of my pants and I climbed on top of him. I held his powerful cock and carefully guided it into my wet, gaping pussy. Then, began the slow erotic ride which gradually became faster and violent as I jerked relentlessly, driving him crazy in the process. His strong muscular arms held my voluptuous hips, pounding hard to match the ferocity of my jerking. We went on this way until we both came in a violent explosion. For some long minutes, we lay on the couch gasping, drenched in our own perspiration. This is such a merit pleasure.

        Moments later, I dressed and stood up to go.

        “You are one great woman. I can’t remember ever being taken to such a giddy height of pleasure?”

        “You haven’t seen anything. Just be nice to me and you won’t ever want to leave me.”

        I was pleased by his remark. At least I had something to hook him on to me.

        Outside, he pressed some naira notes into my palm. “Take this for Uber”, he said.

        “I thought you were going to drop me at home.” I complained.

        “Please, bear with me. I’m already fagged out.”

        “And how about what you promised me?”

        “You mean the money?” I’ll see you tomorrow in the evening.

        With that, we parted. I took an Uber straight home. I was just about entering when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to face my neighbor.

        “Jesus Christ! You got me worried”

        “How?”

        “When I didn’t see you come home last night I thought something had happened to you?”

        “Oh thanks. I’m fine,” I said and turned my hips swinging. Before he could stop me again, I had entered my apartment and locked the door

        For two days I waited in vain for Tony.

        But there was nobody like him. I had placed my hopes on the money he promised me. Apart from that I enjoyed his company. So many thought began to riot in my head when at the end of the second day I didn’t see him. Had he abandoned me so soon?

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