He was beautiful. She'd stared at him for days. Watching him. He did everything beautifully. He ate, walked, talked, listened so well…
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
He made everyone else look like they were slacking off their daily living routine. She wondered what else he did beautifully. Hmm could he..
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
No, that road always led to trouble The principal almost caught her yesterday, hand in her panties, rubbing violently at her button. Almost.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
It wasn't her fault she was so turned on she couldn't reason enough to wait till she got to the hostels!
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
What was he doing running chest bare around the school perimeter?! Didn't he know she went for her rounds at that time? Everyone knew.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Could he have done it on purpose? Her nipples hardened and her pussy tingled at the thought. Could he?
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She went for her rounds that day, her heart in her mouth. Her body was so tense and filled with electricity, she could touch a live wire and
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
light up the entire school and the surrounding village.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She walked slowly in the same steps she took everyday. She'd be late for supper but who cared? The school could run without her for a while.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She was almost at the end of her rounds and she hadn't seen him yet. Her disappointment caught thick in her throat. Why hadn't he come?
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Maybe she'd scared him off yesterday. No more semi nude runs for him. That glimpse of his chest would be her last.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She almost cried out in despair.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
So caught up in her thoughts was she that she didn't feel the hand on her arm until it started dragging her into the thick perimeter fence.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
It was so thick, about 2m in width, to keep the girls from fleeing the school.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
It was thick enough to hide two people inside it. She should take note and tell the…
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She couldn't finish her thought because suddenly his mouth was on hers. Lips smacking, tongues moving against each other's.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
He was sucking the air right from her lungs!
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
His hands were everywhere!!! Rubbing on her arms, under her shirt, on the skin of her back, forward on her bra, on her bum through her skirt
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
One hand lifted up her school skirt and rolled down her pink panties.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She'd been still all through, arms hanging useless at her sides, her lips the only parts experiencing some motion.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
This all stopped when her undies dropped to her ankles. She became wild!
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She moaned into his open mouth, ran her hands through his coarse black hair and pulled it. His sharp intake of breath encouraged her.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Her fingers went under his tshirt, feeling for the tight muscles of his body that she'd ogled hungrily yesterday. Now that she had that…
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She wanted more.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Her hands went lower to unbuckle his belt. She'd never done this before and he had to help her. Once his fly was undone and his hardness…
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
In her hand, warm and soft, like heated iron, his hands went back to her unclad bottom. Exploring.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She was so soft under his open palms. Her dark skin glowed in the near darkness. She was running hot. He chuckled. A lusty fever.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
One finger trailed her lips, dipping in to find her wet, pliant, ready. She moaned again. Had she done this before? He must check.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
The finger entered her slowly. She was unbelievably tight. Ah! A virgin. He smiled. Slowly it went in. Then out. In and out again.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She was getting even wetter. Her breath was laboured. Her eyes shut tight. Her whole body tingling with the sensations he brought forth.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
What magic was this? Absolute witchcraft!!! How could just a finger bring so much joy?!
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
The finger became crooked, rubbing on one special place inside her. His thumb begun to rub at her sensitive nubbin. She almost fell.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
He grabbed at her thigh to steady her and lifted it against him. She was now spread wide open for him. By him His hand in her. Claiming her.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She was so close! She could feel the wave coming. Greater, more intense than anything she'd ever felt before!
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Her hand on his manhood increased the speed of the stroking. It was leaking something slippery. She spread it and found it made the stroking
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
Easier.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
His breathing changed. His hand moved faster. So did hers.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She never figured out later how he had the presence of mind to do what he did when the wave broke.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
He erupted in her hand, the stickiness going everywhere! She was so lost in the stars, her own orgasm rocking through her, she never noticed
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
://twitter.com/Mekatilili_/status/510815346647769088Her juices splashed in his palm, covering her thighs and wetting his jeans. The gushing didn't stop for 2 full minutes.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
When he entered her again it was with three fingers. Fast and deep they went. A pop and it was over.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
She was so lost in her climax she barely registered the sharp pain that accompanied the pop.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
It was only later, when she saw the blood and remembered three fingers exiting her that she knew.
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014
What would the principal say if she ever found out how her son had taken the headgirl's virginity inside the school's fence?
— Kasyoka 📚✏🎨 (@Mekatilili_) September 13, 2014