GRATIFYING

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Much as I wouldn’t have liked to talk about some of my sex-capades I am forced to share the bitter-sweet moments with you, my dear readers.
One day I went to Avemar to check on one of my brothers called Hamza who is struggling to make both ends meet there. On my way out I saw a beautiful babe whom I can describe as one of the living, breathing embodiment of many a straight man's fantasies. She was a physical goddess with a very curvaceous butt, firm apple-shaped boobs and droopy eyes. On a whole, she had a breath-taking figure. The type you steal one glance at and feel agitated to a second, third and forth one.
As any warm blooded man would have done, I immediately thought about how it would feel to be with this goddess between the sheets. I followed her and when I got to her I right away told her what I thought about her and all my intentions and wishes. You know as the English say chance knocks once. So I was not about to waste any time since I knew I would never meet such a heavenly babe again. She first looked like she wasn’t interested in what I was saying at first but later I managed to get her attention. She told me she was single and searching but assured me she wasn’t the type whom you find on the way and take away, just like that. I told her from that moment all my life depended on her and it was up to her to make me happy or miserable. You know one of the best ways to a woman’s thighs, as I’ve always said, is to show that you are vulnerable and she is in control; here she will be sympathetic and by the time she gets to know your intentions you will have got what you wanted. Grace shook her head and said: “But I’ve already told you I am not that type.” I then suggested that we go to Uhuru. I wanted to show her that I wasn’t cheap either. We went there and had some evening tea. Afterwards I wanted to bed her right away but she refused on grounds that we had just met and she was still thinking about it. You see as I’ve always said you don’t need to beg for Kandahar from a babe as if you are begging for food. So I saw she was trying to play hard to get. We exchanged numbers and parted ways. Three days later, she sent me a sweet text. It so happen that it was on a Friday so I guessed she wanted us to go out and have a blast.
We hit Ange Noir and shook our bones like couple Lubega was closing for good. We displayed sublime dancing strokes and the babe showed me that she really knew how to shake her booty. She tried several strokes including the bum dance where she would turn her arse and rub it on my whopper to turn me on. Grace turned out to be very popular. All the Kanyamas knew her and she introduced me to several of her bu friends in the club. Since I am from Bunyoro I had to prove to them that I had an oil well back home. We went, sat on the counter and I ordered for pints. As we were drinking Grace sat on my lap and started kissing me, pushing her tongue down my throat without giving a damn on the people watching us. At exactly 2: 00am we decided to hit the road. I ordered for one more round for her bu friends and we went out. As we approached my BMW I used a remote to open the doors.
As we sat in and closed the doors she said: “Hyena, darling tonight is the night when all your fantasies will come true.” On hearing this, the cobra shot up. Matters were not helped when she started slipping her hand in my trousers. “Oh you are already erect,” she said trying to pull out the cobra. “You are going to cause an accident Grace, please, please wait,” I pleaded with her. As we swept past Kireka Grace bent her head and gave me a blow job. Ahead of us there were some traffic cops but they weren’t vigilant enough to see what she was doing. This sent pulses racing and I couldn’t hold it any longer. I was feeling frisky and I had to stop for a quickie. I just parked the car besides the road and we sorted out ourselves. It was just like one for the road. Afterwards I drove to her place for more action. No sooner had we entered the house than she started removing her tight jeans. As we hit the Mazongoto she said: “I like it when a man gives me a thrilling doggie.” “That’s no problem to me,” I assured her. We tried style after style and after 2 rounds we decided to take it outside in the car. We went into the car and I laid her in the back seat where I drilled her senselessly. By the time we finished the seats were wet and some of the El-Nino was flowing on the tyres. Time check: 4:39am. It was coming to morning and I didn’t want her neighbours to find us there. We got out of the car and I laid her on the car bonnet for a final one. We both reached the big ‘O’ at the same time. Afterwards we went in her room where she poured water for me on the basin and I dry cleaned myself.
Till then I remain Yours Truly the Mighty Hyena.