*The adulterer*

GURU · 07-20-2007, 11:07 PM

6am, raining 'cats and dogs' as IYABO's fragrance once again revealed his affair. OKON stumbles to the door, drunk as a skunk, his sweater soaked, with evidence everywhere. His suspenders littered with oily soup spots, with huge lipstick stains checkered on his collar. His wife, IJEOMA, met him at the door, 5 months pregnant with her first child. She smelled the alcohol, keeping a smile on her face even while she doubts her pride. A smug grin was set firm upon his face like a prelude to his innocence. She motioned him into the house before the excuses could commence. She takes his soaked sweater off his back. Then gets down to untie his shoe laces with the thought of loosening his slack. Still drunk, he attempts to rid himself off his belt and suspenders after fiddling with a notch. Then through the fly, he exposes the dripping hairy balls of a shameless man's crotch. As she gets up, he muttered, 'RA YA, RA YA' in Igbo, thrusting his penis directly at her face. Forgetting that it is still in its Trojan condom case. She felt like cursing him out but proceeded to heed with caution, knowing that she made a bad decision with enough reason to seek an abortion. He belched as she unbuttons his shirt, ignoring the lipstick stains as if they weren't visible. An ewedun stain here, an egusi one there, she shakes her head with a smile thinking life is unbelievable. She's gotten tired of blaming him on why this is happening. No answers, like why the fish jumped out of the sea, flapping. She dipped her hands down his pants and removed the used contraceptive. She brings the penis to her face, inspecting it like a detective. She feels the warmth grow from his loins keying through a joyous deep groan. The fire within blazed through, clearly displaying itself with the follow-up moan. She drops the condom and empties his pockets on the floor. For the umpteenth time she wonders if it's ever worth it, that is, evening the score. She drops his pants down to his feet. She ushers him forward and folds his clothes nice and neat. OKON is about to get lucky twice in the same day. He'd been out for 2 days, and IJEOMA seemingly had nothing to say. She pulls her buba from over her head and unhooks her wonder bra. He stares at the 'milk shakers' as she unties her wrapper. She moves closer, pulling the 'wife-beater' over his head as he thinks he is getting some more. OKON never notices as she signals the other naked man walking out of the front door.

07-26-2007, 03:50 PM

oh dear

AwholeLOTTAsoul · 07-26-2007, 07:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by GURU

6am, raining 'cats and dogs' as IYABO's fragrance once again revealed his affair. OKON stumbles to the door, drunk as a skunk, his sweater soaked, with evidence everywhere. His suspenders littered with oily soup spots, with huge lipstick stains checkered on his collar. His wife, IJEOMA, met him at the door, 5 months pregnant with her first child. She smelled the alcohol, keeping a smile on her face even while she doubts her pride. A smug grin was set firm upon his face like a prelude to his innocence. She motioned him into the house before the excuses could commence. She takes his soaked sweater off his back. Then gets down to untie his shoe laces with the thought of loosening his slack. Still drunk, he attempts to rid himself off his belt and suspenders after fiddling with a notch. Then through the fly, he exposes the dripping hairy balls of a shameless man's crotch. As she gets up, he muttered, 'RA YA, RA YA' in Igbo, thrusting his penis directly at her face. Forgetting that it is still in its Trojan condom case. She felt like cursing him out but proceeded to heed with caution, knowing that she made a bad decision with enough reason to seek an abortion. He belched as she unbuttons his shirt, ignoring the lipstick stains as if they weren't visible. An ewedun stain here, an egusi one there, she shakes her head with a smile thinking life is unbelievable. She's gotten tired of blaming him on why this is happening. No answers, like why the fish jumped out of the sea, flapping. She dipped her hands down his pants and removed the used contraceptive. She brings the penis to her face, inspecting it like a detective. She feels the warmth grow from his loins keying through a joyous deep groan. The fire within blazed through, clearly displaying itself with the follow-up moan. She drops the condom and empties his pockets on the floor. For the umpteenth time she wonders if it's ever worth it, that is, evening the score. She drops his pants down to his feet. She ushers him forward and folds his clothes nice and neat. OKON is about to get lucky twice in the same day. He'd been out for 2 days, and IJEOMA seemingly had nothing to say. She pulls her buba from over her head and unhooks her wonder bra. He stares at the 'milk shakers' as she unties her wrapper. She moves closer, pulling the 'wife-beater' over his head as he thinks he is getting some more. OKON never notices as she signals the other naked man walking out of the front door.

wow! i love the twist

hotchoc · 07-26-2007, 08:16 PM

hmmmmmm!

Trespass · 07-28-2007, 01:00 AM

Always wrap it up

GURU · 04-25-2008, 08:37 AM

lol...

*DiamOnd* · 04-26-2008, 10:25 AM

LMAO!..u got a way w/words rodizzle..lololol

ChildOfOya · 05-02-2008, 09:07 PM

That is f-ing excellent. LMAO Forward in the language, but yeah, still a good surprise nonetheless.

**harcourtgrl** · 05-06-2008, 06:20 AM

At least he used a condom?

07-20-2007, 11:07 PM	#1 (permalink)
GURU Tony Montana Join Date: May 2003 Location: Miami paradise watching over my broads!! Posts: 17,093 Points: 935,329.55 Bank: 23,212,288,063.25 Total Points: 23,213,223,392.80 Donate Rep Power: 21474889	*The adulterer* 6am, raining 'cats and dogs' as IYABO's fragrance once again revealed his affair. OKON stumbles to the door, drunk as a skunk, his sweater soaked, with evidence everywhere. His suspenders littered with oily soup spots, with huge lipstick stains checkered on his collar. His wife, IJEOMA, met him at the door, 5 months pregnant with her first child. She smelled the alcohol, keeping a smile on her face even while she doubts her pride. A smug grin was set firm upon his face like a prelude to his innocence. She motioned him into the house before the excuses could commence. She takes his soaked sweater off his back. Then gets down to untie his shoe laces with the thought of loosening his slack. Still drunk, he attempts to rid himself off his belt and suspenders after fiddling with a notch. Then through the fly, he exposes the dripping hairy balls of a shameless man's crotch. As she gets up, he muttered, 'RA YA, RA YA' in Igbo, thrusting his penis directly at her face. Forgetting that it is still in its Trojan condom case. She felt like cursing him out but proceeded to heed with caution, knowing that she made a bad decision with enough reason to seek an abortion. He belched as she unbuttons his shirt, ignoring the lipstick stains as if they weren't visible. An ewedun stain here, an egusi one there, she shakes her head with a smile thinking life is unbelievable. She's gotten tired of blaming him on why this is happening. No answers, like why the fish jumped out of the sea, flapping. She dipped her hands down his pants and removed the used contraceptive. She brings the penis to her face, inspecting it like a detective. She feels the warmth grow from his loins keying through a joyous deep groan. The fire within blazed through, clearly displaying itself with the follow-up moan. She drops the condom and empties his pockets on the floor. For the umpteenth time she wonders if it's ever worth it, that is, evening the score. She drops his pants down to his feet. She ushers him forward and folds his clothes nice and neat. OKON is about to get lucky twice in the same day. He'd been out for 2 days, and IJEOMA seemingly had nothing to say. She pulls her buba from over her head and unhooks her wonder bra. He stares at the 'milk shakers' as she unties her wrapper. She moves closer, pulling the 'wife-beater' over his head as he thinks he is getting some more. OKON never notices as she signals the other naked man walking out of the front door. __________________ Whatya lookin at? U all a bunch of fuckin assholes. U know y? Cuz u dont have the guts to be what u wanna be. U need people like me. U need people like me so u can point ya fuckin fingers N say "that's the bad guy." So, wat dat make you? Good? U no good; U just know how to hide. Howda lie. Me, I dont have that problem. Me, I always tell d truth, even when I lie. So say goodnite to the bad guy. C'mmon; d last time u gonna see a bad guy like this, let me tell ya. C'mmon, make way 4 the bad guy...

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04-25-2008, 08:37 AM	#6 (permalink)
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ChildOfOya Registered User Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Houston, Texas Posts: 49 Points: 1,232.00 Bank: 1,156.47 Total Points: 2,388.47 Donate Rep Power: 0	That is f-ing excellent. LMAO Forward in the language, but yeah, still a good surprise nonetheless.

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