Getting Laid on the second date... in Naivasha

The story am about to narrate to you is about a chick called Vivian. Vivian is a mother of one, and had been, for many years a boyfriend of one. All that long, she had kept her legs close together and her pussy closed to all men except her boyfriend. Until two weeks ago, she had been very faithful to her man. All that long, she had remained chaste and pure. That is no more. One thing led to another and her boyfe dumped her. Some of you know one or two thing about this, so i will not go to the genesis of this. Through my natural charms and power, i overpowered Vivian, and she opened her legs wide for me, in Naivasha and later Nairobi. This is how it happened. After telling herself that am the best 'after breakup counselor i the whore republic, see what she got herself into.

I arrived in Naivasha before Vivian. I was coming from Nakuru. The old man, in his wisdom, sent me to Naks for an assignment, and that meant that when am out for an assignment, there are always some benefits associated with it, chief among them, monetary gains.

My idea was to treat Vivie in a spectacular way, in as far place from Nai as possible. A place where the prospects of laying her without much ado would be higher. You know, a place where no one knows us would be a wonderful rendezvous. I wanted her to come to Naks, but then remembered that that before she came to Nai, she was working in Nakuru as a cashier in one of the leading banks.

To make the short story long, I arrived in Naivasha before her and went straight to a Pub called Beano. Surprisingly, my favorite brand, Tusker was selling at Ksh. 70.

Vivian left Nairobi at around 8.00 pm when i was already on my 2nd beer. That meant that i was to spend another two hours or so waiting for her.

It was as i nursed the 3rd tusker that beautiful girl with long legs who was sitting the other end of the bar came up to me and asked, 'You look bored and lonely, do you mind if i joined you?' she asked in a shaky voice, more like she didnt have confidence in what she was saying.

I am not the kind to turn down such offers. I turned to her and motioned for her to sit down on the seat opposite mine and bought her a drink (Guiness Kubwa) Immediatly, i got the hint that she was a hooker. Its only hookers who take Guniess Kubwa. Moderate bitches drinks Guiness Small x 2.

After the drink was delivered to her, i began the question and answers session. That is when i learnt that most of the ladies in the bar were hookers, plying their trade to men who frequent the pub, especially truck drivers. She must have thought am one of the truck drivers. Anyway, I had no business with screwing whores at that particular time, but i needed company. That is why i allowed her to sit with me.

After her first drink, the fucking slut removed her jacket, leaving her with a low- necked blouse with its back completely naked (mgongo wazi). From the outline of her hard protruding nipples, it was obvious that she wore no bra. My honorable member got privy of the events and quickly hardened. It is at that moment that i went straight to business and got a bargain deal of ksk. 300. The venue was at an adjacent guest house.

The guest house was not a place you would want to spend 30 minutes inside. It was filled with the smell of sperm remnants and women cums from the people who had fucked in that room earlier. Without wasting time, hurriedly unzipped my pants and removed my coat.

My 9 incher was already standing in full attention. She removed her thong and stood on top of me, before expertly putting a condom on my erect dick (you know how they do it, holding the tip then rolling it down to the balls level) . She then lowered herself down my erect dick. She took my dick and directed it into her pussy. I lifted my head and watched my cock disappear inside her pussy. Slowly, she began to lift herself up and down with her long luscious legs.

She road me real, lifting her body up and down and occasionally spinning in a rhythm and sometimes practically jumping up and down. Within no time, i felt my climax approaching. I felt my balls tighten and the slut's legs clamp around my stomach. Again, she began to pump harder and harder. I came in great gushes of all time, moaning like a lion. The reason why i like whores is because i can scream without having to explain why i was screaming later to anyone. (one day i was screwing a chick and when i was releasing, i moaned and groaned like shit and you know what, she started laughing hysterically at me)

I threw back my head in relaxation, as she continued her step ups until my cock was limp inside of her pussy and my cum completely drained. I felt relief and was now ready for Vivian patiently.

I was not meant to tell you this, i know it will annoy every second person who reads it, but since i tell it as it is, kindly bear with me.


Main Story:

I went back to Beano, now alone. She followed me moments later, but i told her she cannot site with me there as i was waiting for a girl.

Vivie arrived at exactly 9.30, just when Kukurakara was on air. I quickly stepped out to pick her up, but did not return to that pub again.

On seeing the stunning Vivian, guilt conscious swept me. When i rolled down the windows and beckoned her to get in, i felt like apologizing to her for the distasteful act i just committed, when i knew very well i was waiting for her. That would have been suicidal, so i said nothing. I drove straight to Labelle Inn, situated o the main street of Naivasha.

Vivian is an attractive lady with a real passion for tight jeans that shows every curve in that beautiful body.


To be continued on Monday...

(Today is friday and Vivian want me to go to her house in the evening. She is not a party girl ( girls like this kills me. If you are looking for a woman to take to your mama, this is the one. I can hook you up)... she just turned my offer to take her out. I have more offers today, am still weighing the best option. I will tell you what happens, where and when.)