Bad Girl By Pool Side My Experience On Saturday 26th May 2012

Episode 1

Call me a pervert, a cheat, a fuckeraoud or whatever, it does not get to me. I bleep. Protectively. If a girl is nasty and needs to be bleeped, men around her who could have helped her out but refused on moral ground would be doing a great disservice to womanhood. It could be morally wrong, I bet u, it is sexually right. If you have read some of my threads, you would know that I am a reality writer. This is not fiction. This is another true life experience that happened just this Saturday by the pool side.

I choose to relax at the pool side of christop hotel every weekend because it affords me the opportunity to view different shape of bosoms and curve of various chics who come around swimming majorly on weekends (Sunday is the peak). Men also come around, some to swim, some to drink and some to see babes that could be laid. Some chics too came to swim with a view to displaying their wares to the prospective buyers. I have never swam in my life so count me out of those who came to swim. I have come to do majorly two things: to commit lookery and drunkeness. If opportunity presents itself, I could get laid discreetly since the hotel is not so faraway from my abode. I was jut there to appreciate the work of God on women!

After tactically disengaging my self from Mercy in her Hotel, with an excuse that I had an official trip to 'aduna on Friday (when she was trying to pin her 28k flight ticket to lag on me, o boy I run ooo. Man don bleep finish, give wetin e fit afford, woman wan come put serious gbese for hhmm head. Who no go run? Smilesss). Throughout Saturday, I was at home, sipping vino-tinto and watching indecency. At a level, I slept off. My sweetheart went to her supermaket and she won't be back with my son until 6:30 or 7:00pm. Around 5pm,I called her I was going to hang out. I don't go to Christop with my friends but on few occasion I had 'jammed'one or two of them there without their families (it reminded me of James Hardley chase Novel-the thing men do). Minutes after talking to my sweetheart, I drove straight down to christop, wearing a body fitted navy blue v-neck vest customized with my name, showing the shape of my muscular chest and a knicker jeans balanced with a pair of sneekers on by legs.

By the pool side, patrons were drinking and smoking. Few girls were around, there was only one young man in the pool swimming. The swimming short he was wearing,soaked with waters gave a flimsy outline of his limp joystick each time he floated on waters. The two heavy loud speakers at the pool side was blaring Davido track "e ma da mi duro, emi omo baba olowo..." As I went to sit down with a thick set young man, I ordered for a bottle of harp. Some guys girls were gyrating to the rhythm of the music. Directly opposite our table was this group. It consisted of three girls and one man. One of the chics, an average height is dark. She had very huge bosoms. The unmentionables must be very big as the shape was visible despite her bra and blouse. She had a wedding ring on he finger! The second lady was not much blessed with jugs. From the fitted-top, it was rounded with a shape of N100 akpu! The third lady was a a slim, fair chic with a very big jugs and the kind of lips that can derail a pastor. She looked like sex goddess herself.

They were all talking frivolously with man in their midst. On their table was three bottles of Hennesy (2 completely finished, and the 3rd half empty (or is it half full). There were about ten cans of power horse littered everywhere on the table. From the way the girls were talking, I needed no Elijah to tell me they were drunk to stupor. The slim girl suddenly rose up dancing and twisting to the music while others watched her excitedly. She dipped two of her fingers into her mouth and began to suck as if it was a joystick and others laughed. Suddenly, she stopped and her hands went to the position of her honeypot and began to caress even in her trousers. Like Tupac songs, all eyes on her. She did not give a damn as she continued to do her thing the more. Suddenly she forced the one with wedding ring up and engaged her in sensual dance. She was practically fondling her big jugs and roll her tongue out as if she was sucking something. Like every complete men around, my joystick rose up inside my knicker-jeans in huge attention. "Give me another crate, sorry, bottle of Harp" I demanded as I watched the fun in great amazement and amusement (oyibo).

Like every complete men around, my joystick rose up inside my knicker-jeans in huge attention. "Give me another crate, sorry, bottle of Harp" I demanded as I watched the fun in great amazement and amusement. (oyibo) the man in their midst, the most drunk, rose up and staggered as he attempted to join the two ladies who had thrown caution into the dustbin on the dance floor, but he fumbled as he collapsed on his seat (sayo na bastard!) After about 20 minutes of joystick Attention provoking dance by the two ladies,they both went to the bar to speak with the bar attendant. The third lady, more composed, sat down with the drunk man who was now. Snoring on his seat. A young man and a lady (lovers) had dived into the swimming pool. They were swimming and cuddling. Few minutes later, two other men dived into the swimming pool. By now, there were five people swimming-4 men and a lady.

Few minutes later, the two ladies appeared back in swimming trunk! The tall one wining her Bottom as she was moving towards the pool, followed by the one with wedding ring. Before she entered water, the tall girl raised up the short skirt of her swimming trunk, revealing the flimsy under-pant adjoined to the swimming trunk, her finger went straight under her and caress her Kitty. She took the finger to her mouth and sucked, then she jumped inside the pool (were lomo yen sa!) At this level, my third leg was fully arose at the sight of what she just did. The other lady followed her into the water and the fun began.

Two of them were cuddling inside the pool. The one with wedding ring always tried to swim away from her tall friend, but the tall one always grabbed her and hold her jugs from behind inside the pool. Like 15minutes later, the one with wedding ring left the pool on her way to join the other members of the group and I beckoned on her to come to our seat and she obliged "I baby, I am Dickson. I love the way you swim. Can I offer you some drinks" "thanks I am married with a kid" she waved her wedding ring finger.(Like say I no see am before) Before I could make further utterance, she had started moving towards her table.

By now, the 'parol' inside the pool has taken a new dimension. Since our tall friend's partner had left, she was now available to all the men in the pool, the only one exempted being the guy that came to swim w2 his girl. She would swim towards every man and they rushed her like sugar. The guys used the opportunity to caress and fondle her in pool of water, even her bosoms were not spared from many hands of men that traveled under water to hold and fondle her heavy jugs. From her wet swimming trunk, one could see that her big unmentionables were at full attention. At a level, she was like a cockroach in the midst of a domestic fowls as about three men with different shape and size of Joystick, which I am sure would be at full attention(since, even a spectator like me was having a serious battle to conceal my turgid joystick) grabbed her, dragging her around inside the water.

Amazingly, her friends were watching from the bar with excitement and amusement. At a level, the third lady who had hitherto, been with the drunk man, picked up her camera phone, moved to the pavement by the pool and began to video-record her friend who was enjoying and be enjoyed by guys inside the pool. At the sight of theCamera phone, two of the guys inside the swimming pool (who I guessed were married) quickly left the pool and went to clean up in the shower room (the fear of scandalous pictures on facebook is the begining of wisdom for responsible husband).

 

At the sight of the Camera phone, two of the guys inside the swimming pool (who I guessed were married) quickly left the pool and went to clean up in the shower room (the fear of scandalous pictures on facebook is the beginning of wisdom for responsible husband). Upon their departure, our tall friend was left in the pool with the couple (still cuddling) and one other guy who was too shy to engage her in a serious romantic swim. "Ooooh, this guy dey dull himself" I thought as the lady kept swimming towards him and made attempt to hold him, which he usually dodge away from. Later, the camera lady went back to her seat and continued sipping. Also, the other guy in the pool left for the shower room leaving the tall lady with the couple in the pool.

Also, the other guy in the pool left for the shower room leaving the tall lady with the couple in the pool. Our tall friend did not relent. She swam towards the couple and was practically cuddling with the lady, later to the guy. The guy's girlfriend was annoyed and had to leave the pool, leaving her man with the libidous lady in the pool. After about 10 minutes of swimming and water romance targeted at the only guy in the pool (which he usually declined,perhaps for the sake of his girl friend who was now watching from the pool side) she came out of the pool, fondling her own bossoms as she was walking pass my table to join her friends. "Hi angel, you swim very well, could you please come to my table" I pleaded (even has her friends were watching) with a sexy smile on her face, she came straight and sat on my lap, even in her very flimsy, wet swimming trunk,the outline of her thick unmentionables pointing out like a finger from within!

 

Episode 2

 

By now, my Joystick was elongated down! 'What would you take baby?" I asked? "You fit buy me hennesy? Or powerhorse?". She asked. "Henne-what?" I screamed in my mind. (One bottle for the hotel na around 10k Ooo- saywetin dey happen now) "Baby, I actually lost my wallet with my ATM cards and you know this is weekend, let me just get you powerhorse today, as many can you wish to take. I am sorry baby." I persuaded. Before I could call the waiter, the lady just held my cheeks in her palm and forced a kiss on me. I was so shy since everyone was looking. "Come with me. Let's go and swim" she said trying to force me up from the seat "I don't't know how to swim. I have never swam in my life" I confessed. "Don't be silly, I want you to swim with me" she used her hand to rub my rock-hard Joystick with the jeans and screamed in my ear "oushhhhhh" in my mind I said "I bind you, oh ye marine spirit" but my mouth no gree talk am oooo.

 

Like she was possessed by some spirit, she suddenly rose up from my laps, (about seven men around who had been waiting for the opportunity were waving her to their tables positioned at different locations by the pool side and she responded to none) she just went in to the swimming pool pavement, looked back at me, smiled like mammy-water, rubbed her kitty with her finger (as covered in the swimming trunk), remove the finger, inserted the finger with additional two in her mouth, sucked the fingers like joystick, blew me a kiss and jumped into the pool!

 

Blew me a kiss and jumped into the pool! 'Opportunity! Enter the water and at least finger am. U might even bleep her inside the pool' one mind told me. 'You dey craze, you want to go and die? You have never swam in your life. You want to enter swimming pool for the first time in your life at around 7:30 pm because of one naughty girl? You must be out of your mind' another mind cautioned. The alcohol in me also attended the meeting by quoting the scriptures "you shall not die, but live" afterall there is always the first time in life. 

 

Like I was being propelled, I rose up and went to the bar paid N700 for swimming. The bartender, a lady asked whether I had a swimming trunk, I told her I would use my boxer, she said she wanted to see it whether it would be allowed, as I removed my belt, she saw the outline of my rock-hard over-tormented joystick even before I removed my knicker jeans and she quickly said "don't worry sir. You can not use your boxer. You need to get a swimming trunk" Anyway, I bought a swimming trunk from them, one tight knicker like this for N700, went inside my car outside, removed all my cloths and changed inside the trunk. I did not forget to remove a roll of condom from the place I strategically kept it inside car. I hid it in my trunk and went back to the pool side, all eyes on me as I slowly, with the speed of an amateur entered the pool to join our tall friend and the lover boy who came with his girl inside the water. As I arrived, she swam towards me and dragged me deep inside the water, I screamed as she tried to force my head inside water. "Stop it! Stop it! This my first time. Instead of living me, she grabbed me from back and her hand under water found my joystick. She held it and began to massage it as she held me tightly inside the water.

She was pushing me deeper into the water with her hand massaging my joystick in the water. Before a blink of eyes, she suddenly submerged my head inside water. Initially, fear gripped me. I suddenly remember my family.however, I stopped breathing immediately my head entered water and surprisingly, I was able to do this more than 5minutes! By the time my head came out of water, my confidence had increased. I went for her, grabbed her from back and pushed her deep inside the pool. My hands went to her heavy jugs. Her unmentionables were large and over-pronounced as I could feel them through the wet swimming trunk. They were tick and large. I whispered into her hear as I was holding her jugs "Baby you did not tell me your name. I am Dickson". "What do you want to do with my name. You think you are going to bleep me? Gosh! Forget it because I ain't gonna bleep you. The only person I wanna bleep is that girl there (she pointed at the lover-boy's girlfriend seated by the pool side sipping a bottle of Guiness extra-smooth and smoking a stick of ciga)So, tell your big rod I haven't got food for him" She said in a perfect peach queen's English, every detail sinking into my head.

 

With a mischievous smile, my left hand hitherto fondling her left bosom with her wet ST traveled via her navel to her thigh. My middle finger shifted her flimsy ST pant aside and attempted to enter her very wet kitty but stopped abruptly at a contact with a tumult in-between her labia. Now get me right. With over 25years experience in active bleeping involving various kind of women. I have encountered different shapes and sizes of clit. I must confess that the kind of sticky meat that formed this lady clit is the longest I have ever come across in my life. It was as long as my smallest finger, yet, very thick and fat. Immediately my hand contacted it, she moaned loudly inside the pool as also allowed my two fingers up to squeeze her right unmentionable. "Leave me alone. I am not going to bleep you. I want to bleep that girl" she said as she screamed and struggled to let her self off my grab in the water. (By now, my two fingers were holding her long fat clit and I could feel juice oozing out of her kitty into the pool) somehow, she managed to shove me away and swam to the outer part of the pool.

She managed to shove me away and swam to the outer part of the pool. Like a butterfly to the nectar of a flower, I swam right behind her, struggling to hold her legs, but she was more skillful and faster thus I just had to follow her at my own pace. Standing inside the pool with her body resting on the pool wall in one of the angles in the pool, she sucked her finger again and blew me a kiss. I arrived like few minutes after her arrival. It was now dark in the pool. The lover boy was still catching his fun swimming as deep as he could. His GF was drinking and smoking and watching from the pavement. Music was blaring and people were gyrating acrobatically to the music all around the pool. Some girls and boys were smooching in all the nooks and crannies of the pool. Our tall friend's friends were engrossed in fun outside as they have ordered for another bottle of Henessy. They seemed to have forgotten her. I arrived in her front, held her big booty while she held my shoulder as I was squeezing her booty"Baby, you need to tell me your name, honestly, I really want to know your name. Please" I pleaded. she eyed me sexually, her hand traveled underneath me and held my Joystick which was now hungry and angry "I am Ejiro but you could call me Queen" she said.

 

Queen is a law student at Igbinedor University. She only came around with her childhood friend (the one wearing wedding ring) and the friend's friend with her boyfriend. She just came to catch fun. She is bisexuallll but prefer the lesbo part of her sexxxxuuual orientation. She always loved to suck a woman kitty why she in turn had her long clilt massaged and caressed by a scintillating feminine touch. She love to suck pointed average sized bosom like the lover boy's GF had. She would do anything to suck her bosoms "how many time would I tell you Mr. Dickson Kelvin that I don't wanna bleep you? All I want is that girl. I want to bleep her. I want to suck her pointed unmentionables. Can't you see her unmentionables? I will pay her 5k for it. Please Dickson, talk to her for me. Tell her I will pay her. Please. If you get her for me. I will allow you to bleep me till you are tired, but I need to suck those unmentionables" she said as she caressed my chest with one hand and the other massaging my Joystick inside my wet trunk.

 

What kind of assignment is this? I thought. How would I just walk up to a lady who came to catch fun in a swimming pool with her BF and tell her a certain lady, a stranger, wants to suck her mango? How would she react? What would the BF do? This is crazy men! I am not going to be involved in this. No be by force person dey bleep toto. The picture of me having that long clit sticking out before me, pleading to be ravaged by my insatiable corck flashed in my mind. I even got excited by the thought that I may be inside the room while too of them played, hence, an opportunity to 4ork two fresh pussssyy. The risk is worth taking. I concluded.

 

To Be Continued.