Tales Of Etemesi

Shagging A Nurse

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Remember when I said I wasn’t lucky with nurses ? Well, that has changed. I finally met a nurse through Facebook. It started off quite simple. She inboxed me, saying how she would love to meet me. I asked how ‘what for’ and she said she’d love to see the guy behind all those crazy articles. She told me her name was Muthoni and she worked at KNH.
When you are a popular writer, most of your admirers approach you online because that’s the only reliable place where they can find you. So Muthoni and I exchanged contacts and proceeded to chat on Whatsapp. I started by doing a background check on her but it wasn’t long before we would engage in a wild sex chatting spree. It was bound to happen. By the next day, we had set up a shag date for Friday (The 15th) evening.
On that day, I left work at around 4pm and rushed back home to buy some food and wait for her. I didn’t need to give her directions since she was already familiar with my estate. She had pals there. She had assured me that she would be there by 5 pm but after arriving home, she called me to say she would be a little late, say 7pm. That was fine with me, so I watched a movie to pass time
At 7:15, Muthoni texted me, asking to pick her up at the stage. When I got there, I was impressed with the angelic site was before me. She wore a blue dress that hugged her thick tight and caressed every curve of her like it was her bae. Her ass bounced, as if begging to be pounded from behind. Her boobs were full, just they way they appeared on her pictures. The outline of her areolas and nipples kept staring right back at me. Tempting me to touch them.
“You are really handsome. In fact, you look way hotter in person than you do in your photos.” She complimented me. That wasn’t the first time I had been told such words. Maybe I should stop taking my own photos and hire a photographer. Haha
It was a pleasure walking with Muthoni to my place, especially when I met two of my pals along the way. There’s always that pride that comes with bumping into your buddies whenever you are with a really hot chic. You can see it in their eyes how jealous they are while giving you a standing ovation at the same time.
By the time we set foot at my place, our horniness and thirst for each other had reached it’s peak. We began kissing in the dark, even before I pulled the door keys out of my pocket. We could hear the wind howling from the nearby trees, but that didn’t disrupt our smooches.. We did so for several minutes before we finally got in the house
Her hands couldn’t let go off me as I struggled to lock the door. A maniacal smile kept forming on her cherry red lips. She wanted this writer so bad. Meanwhile, my ‘D’ had already began pitching a tent in my pants.
Muthoni wanted to say something but I didn’t give her time to whisper a word. As her lips opened, mine were there once again, covering them whole as my arms pulled her against within inches of my chest.
My fingers trailed down thighs, stroking her creamy flesh with sensual roughness and replacing the chill of foreboding with hot, wicked lashes of pleasure. She was losing herself in me, I knew I was building the hunger simmering within her to a full, raging blaze and I loved it.
She parted me from my attire in a rush. Nothing was more crucial to her at the moment than feeling my manly body against hers, the warmth of it stroking over the even greater warmth of hers. My t-shirt fell beneath her soft hands and my jeans went the same route seconds later.
Gasping and panting for air, we groped and ripped at every fabric of clothing, panties, shoes, until we were both naked and escorting each other to the bedroom. Slowly, I placed her on the bed, my body coming over her as my lips tore from hers briefly.
Not even a second was misused. I reasserted my claim on her body as i parted her thighs, my ‘D’ pressing into the slick, heated depths of her punani.
I twisted my waist, slamming it against hers, feeling the sugary, tight clasp of her vagina around my throbbing erection, her slick, sharp little nails piercing my flesh in reaction to the penetration.

“I am yours Philip.” She was struggling for breathe, but she couldn’t stop the word being torn from her lips as she stared back at me, amazed by the intensity of my eyes and the swift invasion of my manhood.. My fingers tangled in her hair as my cock surged inside her, fierce, hot, stretching her to her limits as she arched into the thrust.
Muthoni couldn’t break my gaze. I held her trapped, staring into her eyes, breaching her soul with precision even as my iron-hard erection breached the aching depths of her nunu. But I didn’t want her to feel so comfortable. I wanted to keep surprising her. So I lifted her up and placed her ass on the reading table that was just next to my bed.
As I was putting her in place, my hips were drawing back, sending her senses reeling with genuine concern as she arched against me to hold me inside her. I adjusted my body to a comfortable posisiton as i penetrated her again, a fierce, powerful thrust that sent me tunneling to the depths of her womanly offerings
My right hand hand gladly gripped her fine hair, kneading, pulling at the strands and adding another level of sensation to the whole arousal mix. My left hand cupped one of her twins on her chest, lifting it, until my mouth covered her nipple, my tongue flaying it with whiplashing pleasure. I broke through every defense she could muster and left it lying, crumpled at her sexy, glossy feet, as her eager fingers gripped my head and held me firmly to her boob.
I grabbed her hip to hold her still as i slammed inside her like it was a mission, my legs widening, pushing her juicy thighs apart as my cock circled inside her soaked canal.
I rammed against her, with a force that caused her to shiver. There was no slowing down/ With the same velocity, I kept churning, thrusting, stroking inside her as my pelvis rasped against her swollen clit. The sensual stroke and slide, retreat and entrance were driving her completely insane. The pleasure built, layer upon layer of ecstasy, until nothing existed inside her but the need, the hunger clawing at her tummy and in her beautiful soul.
“I am going to faint Phil!” she said, lifting her head, staring at me drowsily, her expression straining as the spiraling intensity of pleasure kept building inside her.

She really was going to faint, so I changed positions and took her back to the bed.
My hand gripped her wrist as her nails dug into my shoulders, before proceeding to slam her hands to the bed.. Transferring her wrists to one hand, i clamped her firmly to the bed as i gripped her hip once again and held her still beneath me. With the strength of my body i controlled her and she enjoyed it.
I went back in. My cock stroked in and out of her, teasing her clit and making it throb like a ticking bomb. The thrusts were taking her breath, leaving her little oxygen to gasp as boobs began dancing on her chest
“Oh God!” Her eyes flew open as she stared into the ceiling with dazed shock.
The impression of dominant control by me and her own submission threw her mind into a frenzy or confusion. I was a tsunami of sexual power sweeping her little fishing boat of innocence along an irresistible wave.
She was moaning wildly, like a wounded animal. For a moment, it though she wasn’t okay but then she assured me she was.
I slid a finger into her mouth and ordered her to suck it, as i kept ramming hard into her, sending thrilling flames across feminine nerve endings never stroked in such a way before
A second finger joined the first, stretching her mouth wide. Tremors of ecstasy wracked her body and perspiration began to dampen her flesh.
She was moaning past my fingers still, whimpering little sounds of pleasure and pain that stoked my own hunger higher and left her mindless with the need for release at the same time.

   *to be continued in the next chapter
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