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On The Road To Climax

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I was sitting beside this very beautiful damsel in a bus while coming back from the office.

Eyes like emerald, the kind that washes all over you like a river when it is fixed on you.

Lips like strawberry, when crushed between teeth and melts like butter, leaving a sweet taste at the tip of your tongue.

I had to concentrate!

So to keep myself busy, I listened to the new playlist I just got from one of the fastest growing Gospel music streaming platform, CeFlix Tunes, in Nigeria today.

Then after a while, I brought out a book and began to read.

Still it wasn't working.

I just couldn't shake her scent off my vision, yet I didn't wanna embarrass myself in the public bus by openly asking for her number and facing possible rejection.

But then, I couldn't help myself any longer.

So I did the honorable thing.

I brought out my phone.

And wrote.

I started with the story of a young gentleman searching for a job after graduating, and coming face to face with the tough and brutal Nigerian reality, so he decided to move to Lagos, the land of local opportunities.

I noticed the beautiful damsel sitting beside me was casting furtively glances at my work.

She was actually using style to read

I didn't believe it at first, so I tested her by writing a funny line, lo and behold, she smiled.

Eureka!!!

I screamed in my mind.

Instantly, a plan immediately began to take shape and materialize in my head and so, like Thanos I rewrote the entire script and changed the plot with a snap of a finger.

In seconds I destroyed and replaced a world of story with another.

I switched from a boring young unemployed graduate to my main specialty. LOVE!!!

Yeah, I immediately started a love story every lady can relate with, hoping to catch her attention and maybe, even more.

I saw her face lit up with each suspense I created.

Felt her smile with each humor I interjected.

Heard her gasp with each romance scene I captured.

Made her thighs part with each intimacy I projected.

And finally, got her wet with every sex scene I described.

I didn't stop there...

I intensified the plot even more.

Thickened the suspense.

Then I climaxed with, watch out for part two!!!

It got the desired effect of course.

She tapped me, smiled and said. ''Hi, my name is Fortune and I wanna trouble you for just a second.''

Gosh, her voice sounded like early morning breeze.

''How fortunate,'' I smiled in reply.
''I have been looking for trouble for so long, now fate has brought it to me. Go ahead, please trouble me.''

She laughed and it was the most beautiful sound a human could make, I couldn't help but laugh too as it was infectious.

''May I read your story when you are done?'' She requested with the eyes of someone who just peaked orgasm and was pleased with the experience.

So I smiled and replied...


On The Road To Climax

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