How Chuka University Ladies Spread Their Legs For Guys In Exchange For Quarter Beef
Dear Chuka University ladies STOP spreading your honey jars to anyone who invites you over to their house and cooks for you some 1/4kg beef, its so shameful & nauseating to see how many ladies here in Chuka university can stoop so low.
Call me Mr Beef-for-pússy chap because I have laid more than 5 ladies by using this simple tactic of inviting some empty-headed chiq to my bedsitter and cooking some cheap beef for her. Don't believe me? Let me tell you one instance where I banged a 4th year lady in exchange for some beef.
Last Friday evening, am hanging out with my boys in the famous Kimwa club and having won a lucrative Sportpesa multi-bet earlier and on this particular day, the drinks were on me. Round one was over and we were on the second round when suddenly my phone rings, the caller is none other than Michelle- a 4th year chiq I had bumped into a week earlier at the Litmus hotel, she was eating some chapati, ndengu mix.
A little chit chat and all of a sudden she had fallen for my charm and she was all over me begging to take her phone number, reluctantly I did and that was the start of the '35 missed calls from Michelle wa Ndengu' thing.
I have been avoiding her but today I just CAN'T, I have a burning dryspell and Michelle can just quench it and that is why I have to play along with her.
*Shaking my head* she's on her way already? See that level of desperation there hehe and she is hungry? What the fuck does she think I am? Her kitchen? Anyway remember my dryspell is wanting so I just have to cool down....
Bam! I was 'formless' (pússywise) but I had+ just scored a Friday night plan and I have to bid the boys bye and head to my room to cook something for the yellow yellow Michelle.
5 minutes later am at some butchery in Ndagani buying the pússy-bait- some 1/4 kg beef worth is it Shs100? I then passed through Mama Shiko's grocery stall to grab some Shs10 onions and some 'nyanya's. Its a beef meal so i gotta make it tasty.
Anyway I head to my room where I start cooking The Meal, after 30 minutes am done but Michelle is nowhere to be seen. I just have to be patient you know what disease am suffering from yeah its dryspell.
20 minutes later I hear a loud knock on my door, 'What's wrong with some people, do you have to knock so loudly on someone's door?' I silently and bitterly curse.
I didn't have to open the door, a slim, lightskinned, face filled with cheap makeup, holding an Infinix phone (And why does every Chuka student own a huge infinix smartphone..me included? Thats a question for another day) lady pushes the door forcefully and there she was, Michelle had finally arrived.
She rushes over to me with a speed of 160KM/H and offers me a hot hug that makes me forget what she had done some few minutes ago, after a few pleasantries I serve her the delicious food- for the record am a good cook even Michelle, Maureen, Tina, Shiko, Njoki, Sandra & Angie know that.
Don't EVER judge a book by its cover folks, I thought Michelle was a behaved & composed girl but the way she descended on the plate & savagely ate the food like a vulture fresh from Sahara desert made me have other opinions about the 'sexy' Michelle.
After clearing a FULL plate of rice and beef stew, Michelle just like other ladies started complaining of how it was getting late and how their gate gets closed so early. Few persuasions here and there Michelle is fully convinced that its too early and she agrees to spend a few more hour on the condition that I'll give her a push.
******The following events take place from 10:30 PM and onwards (insert Jack Bauer's voice)*******
10:30 PM and we are seated on my wooden bed with Michelle whose stomach is full and is belching like a Serengeti warthog but I have to act like she has done nothing. She's being bored and I have to act faster and make things steamy and entertain her so I quickly take Johnny's laptop (Johnny is my roommate) and decided to play some amateur porn.
After briefing her on some benefits of porn, we were already cuddling watching 'Blonde Milf Queen Brenda Takes Big Black Cock', the pórn ain't interesting to me and am silently wondering how Johnny would download such a boring clip. Anyway the pórn seems to be entertaining to Michelle who by now is chuckling & giggling with every thrust the guy's ding dong makes on the lady's vagÃna.
20 minutes later the temperature in the room has risen by some degrees and I can tell its Michelle who's responsible, her body had started emitting some sexual heat and I could guess she was getting wet down there so I have to act fast, with some little tickling here & there I & Michelle are interlocked in each other's arms kissing profusely like two lovers from a Hollywood romantic movie. This is gonna be a sweet night.......
Amidst kissing, Michelle strips naked all at once... (Now, guys... if any chic removes both her jeans and panty at the same time...USE A CONDOM) It was at this point that I realized that the condoms I had taken from Eastern B's dispenser were over. I'm a man of principles so, I can NEVER have unprotected séx even with my own hand. After explaining my predicament to Michelle she comes up with the idea that I log into her body through the backdoor since at these hours Muringa drinking joint is already closed and there's no where else we can get condoms.
Since it's the only option possible, I look around my bedsitter and luckily there's kapolythene paper with one onion inside.I quickily wrap the 'karatasi' round my ding dong and VOILA! Simulated Kondiko!!! By now there's a smell lingering in the room like a mixture of onions and fish...but who cares about that.
Michelle has both her legs spread wide apart and she's asking me to switch off the lights. I do as asked and just as I'm about to slide my dÃck inside her, my phone rings. Michelle is already horny asf and wetter than a swamp but I need to pick up the call.
Remember the bros over hoes thing? I promised my boys but then I have a millennium long dryspell and the only way to quench it is to pound on Michelle's pússy which by now is dripping wet with its lips staring at my polythene-wrapped dÃck
to be continued...
Call me Mr Beef-for-pússy chap because I have laid more than 5 ladies by using this simple tactic of inviting some empty-headed chiq to my bedsitter and cooking some cheap beef for her. Don't believe me? Let me tell you one instance where I banged a 4th year lady in exchange for some beef.
Last Friday evening, am hanging out with my boys in the famous Kimwa club and having won a lucrative Sportpesa multi-bet earlier and on this particular day, the drinks were on me. Round one was over and we were on the second round when suddenly my phone rings, the caller is none other than Michelle- a 4th year chiq I had bumped into a week earlier at the Litmus hotel, she was eating some chapati, ndengu mix.
A little chit chat and all of a sudden she had fallen for my charm and she was all over me begging to take her phone number, reluctantly I did and that was the start of the '35 missed calls from Michelle wa Ndengu' thing.
'Sasa handsome', she greets me with her sexy voice
'Poa Sana...nambie'
'I miss you...uko room? I come say hi?' She quips
I have been avoiding her but today I just CAN'T, I have a burning dryspell and Michelle can just quench it and that is why I have to play along with her.
'Yeah...nko room..can you come over?'
'Ata am on my way sai...but sweety niko na njaa..cook something for me darling'
*Shaking my head* she's on her way already? See that level of desperation there hehe and she is hungry? What the fuck does she think I am? Her kitchen? Anyway remember my dryspell is wanting so I just have to cool down....
'Of course i'll cook something for you...what do you like?'
'Nyamaaa na something like rice' She yells like a injured hornbill almost destroying my Infinix's earpiece
'Okay..lemme start cooking dear..See you in a few'
'Bye sweetheart...nakuja sai' She hangs up the call.
Bam! I was 'formless' (pússywise) but I had+ just scored a Friday night plan and I have to bid the boys bye and head to my room to cook something for the yellow yellow Michelle.
5 minutes later am at some butchery in Ndagani buying the pússy-bait- some 1/4 kg beef worth is it Shs100? I then passed through Mama Shiko's grocery stall to grab some Shs10 onions and some 'nyanya's. Its a beef meal so i gotta make it tasty.
Anyway I head to my room where I start cooking The Meal, after 30 minutes am done but Michelle is nowhere to be seen. I just have to be patient you know what disease am suffering from yeah its dryspell.
20 minutes later I hear a loud knock on my door, 'What's wrong with some people, do you have to knock so loudly on someone's door?' I silently and bitterly curse.
I didn't have to open the door, a slim, lightskinned, face filled with cheap makeup, holding an Infinix phone (And why does every Chuka student own a huge infinix smartphone..me included? Thats a question for another day) lady pushes the door forcefully and there she was, Michelle had finally arrived.
She rushes over to me with a speed of 160KM/H and offers me a hot hug that makes me forget what she had done some few minutes ago, after a few pleasantries I serve her the delicious food- for the record am a good cook even Michelle, Maureen, Tina, Shiko, Njoki, Sandra & Angie know that.
Don't EVER judge a book by its cover folks, I thought Michelle was a behaved & composed girl but the way she descended on the plate & savagely ate the food like a vulture fresh from Sahara desert made me have other opinions about the 'sexy' Michelle.
After clearing a FULL plate of rice and beef stew, Michelle just like other ladies started complaining of how it was getting late and how their gate gets closed so early. Few persuasions here and there Michelle is fully convinced that its too early and she agrees to spend a few more hour on the condition that I'll give her a push.
******The following events take place from 10:30 PM and onwards (insert Jack Bauer's voice)*******
10:30 PM and we are seated on my wooden bed with Michelle whose stomach is full and is belching like a Serengeti warthog but I have to act like she has done nothing. She's being bored and I have to act faster and make things steamy and entertain her so I quickly take Johnny's laptop (Johnny is my roommate) and decided to play some amateur porn.
'Hii ni nini unaeka?' She reacted with a puzzled look on her face
'Tulia..kwani huwatchingi pórn? I ask.
After briefing her on some benefits of porn, we were already cuddling watching 'Blonde Milf Queen Brenda Takes Big Black Cock', the pórn ain't interesting to me and am silently wondering how Johnny would download such a boring clip. Anyway the pórn seems to be entertaining to Michelle who by now is chuckling & giggling with every thrust the guy's ding dong makes on the lady's vagÃna.
20 minutes later the temperature in the room has risen by some degrees and I can tell its Michelle who's responsible, her body had started emitting some sexual heat and I could guess she was getting wet down there so I have to act fast, with some little tickling here & there I & Michelle are interlocked in each other's arms kissing profusely like two lovers from a Hollywood romantic movie. This is gonna be a sweet night.......
Amidst kissing, Michelle strips naked all at once... (Now, guys... if any chic removes both her jeans and panty at the same time...USE A CONDOM) It was at this point that I realized that the condoms I had taken from Eastern B's dispenser were over. I'm a man of principles so, I can NEVER have unprotected séx even with my own hand. After explaining my predicament to Michelle she comes up with the idea that I log into her body through the backdoor since at these hours Muringa drinking joint is already closed and there's no where else we can get condoms.
"What? Ati nikuingie kwa haga?? Who does that?"
"eeeh,, sa utado? ama utumie basi karatasi ka unaogopa ass yangu" Michelle suggests.
Since it's the only option possible, I look around my bedsitter and luckily there's kapolythene paper with one onion inside.I quickily wrap the 'karatasi' round my ding dong and VOILA! Simulated Kondiko!!! By now there's a smell lingering in the room like a mixture of onions and fish...but who cares about that.
Michelle has both her legs spread wide apart and she's asking me to switch off the lights. I do as asked and just as I'm about to slide my dÃck inside her, my phone rings. Michelle is already horny asf and wetter than a swamp but I need to pick up the call.
"Hello,," - It's Freddie, one of the niggas (amongst kina Johnny, Mutuma, Mutinda etc) I left at Kimwa earlier.
"Niaje Freddy? Niko busy man si unicall baadaye"
"Man ni kubaya huku... tumekunywa pombe ya elfu mbili na tumeshindwa kulipa" Raf gives the shocker.
"Maze..mtajisort sahii niko busy" I reply
"Usifanye hivo na we ndio ulikuwa usort drinks za leo maze.. we ni mnigga wetu joh"
Remember the bros over hoes thing? I promised my boys but then I have a millennium long dryspell and the only way to quench it is to pound on Michelle's pússy which by now is dripping wet with its lips staring at my polythene-wrapped dÃck
to be continued...
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How Chuka University Ladies Spread Their Legs For Guys In Exchange For Quarter Beef
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