Humping styles episode 2

HUMPING STYLES
HUMP 2

The Author
The room was huge and comfortable, and as I locked the door Angela came for me with a lustful grunt. She pushed me against the door and moved that s€×y body against me, k-ssing me fervently, that hot tongue darting into my mouth and threatening to desecrate my throat!
Showtime baaaaaaby!
This was what the Pele-Dona, the greatest player of all time, lived on!
This was the life, oooooooh yeeeeeeeeah!
I grabbed those round delights behind her and returned her k-sses. She was mo-ning and feverish and delightfully squirmy!
This was going to be a legendary game!
She pushed me into a settee, and I knew immediately that this big-assed terror liked it hot, fast, hærd and rough!
Angela the ass was no angel, apparently…and boy, did I like it like that!
Roar time, tiger…roaaaaaaarr!
I was going to tear up this meat like tolo beef!
She shook that booty on me, twerking it this way and that way, and in a flash her dress was off.
n*k*d, she was a bomb! Oh, boy!
Flattest of bellies, ample of br-asts…and those h¡ps looked like the highway to hell! Broad, curvy h¡ps, heavenly legs, and that backside!
Abakade!

Chale!
Those booty rounds were created for King Solomon and not ordinary men! Ojigbijigbijbi! I go die today…heeerh!!
I tried to grab her, but she pushed me back into the chair, and then she contorted herself in some way that suddenly presented her booty to my sight, and I could hærdly see the rest of her body!
Bam!
She impaled herself on me! No forepl-y needed, she was made to play, and as ready as air!
Warm and squelchy…ei, I go die today no be lie!
She was damn grippy, and oh boy, I began hitting it like Fela Kuti: bang, bang, bang, I just dey go ooooo!!!
She brought me close to the summit, and then she was gone, turning herself like some alikoto! Her l-ips came on me…hot, professional, sweeeeet!
She went to the bed, twerking those things as she went, driving me crazy and making me longer and h-rder, and then she lay on the bed, and then she raised her legs and draped both her calves around her neck, presenting that fleshy, hairless core engine kpafuuuuuu to me like I had never seen it served before!
Awurade, this girl go kill man!
But we wouldn’t die, no, we wouldn’t!
I jumped on it and zoned in:
Kpa, kpa, kpa, kpa, kpa!
She mo-ned, gro-ned, cried, and urged me on. And then she was twisting again, switching into something that looked round like a football, and again I zoned in!
This girl knew humping styles I had never even ever imagined!
She was malleable as if she didn’t have bones in her. She was constantly changing the s€× styles like some damn amoeba, each one crazier than the last…and of course sweeter!
Abakade!
Angela constantly formed herself into some shapes that made me wonder if she weren’t some kind of witch!
Ebeeeei, human being could change shapes like this?
But I had no complaints, no, none whatsoever!
After all, I was the Pele-Dona, the classiest player in the world that made Casanova seem like an amateur.
And then she suddenly flipped me on my back and pushed my legs up.
Now that was a bit uncomfortable, because my back was against the headboard of the bed, and she was pushing my legs up and back further than my bones would allow, and I felt a sharp twinge of pain down the back of my thighs and my lower back.
“Hey, I’m not corn dough that you can just shape!” I thought of saying, but I didn’t say it because she was mounting me with my legs pushed up like that, settling firmly on top of my buccaneer sword and going jagga, jagga, jagga like some damn propeller!
She had to push my legs further back, and it was kind of a humiliating humping style because she was hitting me like I was the girl and she were the man!
But it was good, and I was bubbling toward the peak again…
Until I felt a sudden and strange sharp pain that lanced brutally at the back of both thighs and travelled sharply behind my back, deep into my spine!
She was mo-ning now, racing fast toward the peak, moving her wa-ist like pistons, grinding and grinding and pushing my legs back h-rder, and with each push the pain became more pronounced!
Suddenly, I couldn’t bear the pain anymore, it was too excruciating, gripping my legs and my spine.
“Hey, get up!” I said lamely.
She continued to hit that wa-ist into me and grind that core engine on my lancing pole, racing toward her orgasm and not giving a damn about me…kpam, kpam, kpam, kpam!!
“Hey, get up, Angela, damn it, you’re hurting me!” I shouted.
“Aaaaash, ohhhhhhh, mhhhhhhhmmm!!” she mo-ned, hitting it faster: kpo, kpo, kpo, kpo!!
Pain, pain, dear Lord!
Paaaaaaain!!
“Hey, hey, damn it, girl!” I scre-med. “Get up! Leave me alone!!”
I couldn’t even raise my hands because I was too suffused with pain!
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!” she scre-med as she ripped, and in the throes of her release she gave my legs frantic pushes backward!
“Agyeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiii!!!” I scre-med as the pain blew my head open. “Kwasiaaaa Angela!”
And then something went ‘kein’ in my back.
And I knew, as soon as I heard the ‘kein’ sound, that I was in trouble, because the pain stopped suddenly, and I just couldn’t feel anything again!
She finally let my legs go, and they flopped down on the bed gbraaah!
“Oh, goodness Lord, that was the best ever!” she whispered, p-nting and sweating. “Pele-Dona, you got game!”
I wanted to scre-m, I wanted to shout, I wanted to kick her, but I couldn’t do crap!
My eyes were open, but I couldn’t even blink.
My wh0le body was paralyzed, and I was just staring into nothingness. I couldn’t even twitch a finger! I couldn’t blink, for Christ’s sake!
Oh, Lord!
I couldn’t feel anything!
“Hey, are you okay?” she asked.
She pushed my legs, and then she got up suddenly, her face concerned. “Hey, stop fooling around, Pele-Dona. Are you okay?”
She pushed my legs and raised my hand. It flopped back to the bed. She stared into my eyes, and I could not even move my eyes.
“Oh, Jesus!” she said, going backwards with horror. “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! He’s dead, oh Jesus! I killed him! He’s dead!”
tbc