The Virgin Street Girl ??
Episode 11
Written by: Frank The Writer
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While we drove to Cyndy’s apartment, I was becoming more and more nervous. I regretted not taking out the novel that I had been reading. ‘The Last Days At Forcados High School’ by A.H Mohammed. The recommended Jamb novel that year.
Aside from that, reading helps calm down my nerves. It’s one of my favorite hobbies.
Not long my phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out to see a message from my brother.
“You already left?”
A smile was brought to my lips and I decided to take a video of myself inside the car and sent it to him. He quickly messaged me back on WhatsApp with a shocking emoji which made me laugh.
“Chucks, we are on our way. Everything here is VIP. Wait for my return and I’ll buy up all your favorite stuff.
“Hmmm. I can’t wait oo. My sis is all blown now,” he texted back.
I couldn’t stop smiling as tears rolled down my cheeks. I was already missing my family. I love them so much, but leaving the house would allow me to grow independently. It was something I wanted to do for a long time, but couldn’t. All because I didn’t want my mom to be alone and lack someone to cook and take care of her.
“Chucks, make sure you take care of mom and make sure you always lock all the doors when no one is around. I’ll call you often.”
“Don’t worry about us. We’ll be fine. I’ll take care of mom, too. Just be fine and take care of yourself.”
“Alright, bro.”
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We finally drove into the big mansion. Chris opened the door. I walked down and looked in awe. It was something I have always watched in the movies. Big garden with a big white angelic fountain pouring the water down with its vase.
I walked up the white staircase and the moment the door opened up, maids stood there; they stood in a row bowing down to greet me. “Welcome, ma,” they chorused.
I really felt out of place when Cyndy came out dressed in formal attire. I couldn’t help but stare for a while. It was like cupid shot an arrow into my heart. When she appeared in front of me, butterflies were crawling inside my belly. I held them in place.
She arched her eyebrow. “Have you fallen for me?” she whispered into my ears when she embraced me.
“Huh?”
She chuckled. I said, “Have you fallen for me, miss Jane?” she kissed my forehead. I looked at the maids shyly and hung my head low. I didn’t know how to react to the situation. Cindy was laughing.
“Such a shy, kitten.”
“No, I’m not shy,” I blushed.
“Shut up! You are,” she said jokingly.
“Come on, let me show you to your room.”
I quickly nodded. I was already in a hurry to go in because I was never good at crowds, but I guess as her new secretary, I’d have to get used to it. I planned to take my bag but a maid got it first and smiled at me. Let me help you,” she said.
“Oh! Thank you.”
We walked up to one of the two stairs that connect the two stairs. I followed behind Cyndy. I looked around the mansion, everything was designed in white. There was a chandelier hanging from above in gold. There were so many rooms. It felt like I was inside a shopping mall and I could get lost in it.
I tried to memorize the road to my bedroom and fortunately, it wasn’t complicated. It was all to the left of the entrance of the mansion. I said I was going to make a video of the house and send it to Chucks.
It felt like I came for a very expensive vacation. I gasped in surprise at the things my eyes saw. My bedroom was grand and I couldn’t imagine what Cyndy’s room would be like if my bedroom was already the size of an apartment. Cyndy caught me admiring the room and she smiled.
I ignored her, placing my hand on the sofa and touching the bed. Oh, God! They were so soft. I couldn’t stop smiling until I felt a hand rubbing my butt. I turned around immediately, Cyndy was grinning. I looked over at the door, they were already shut. I hiccuped at the situation as we were left alone.
She smiled and I began to walk backward until I felt my back hit the wall. She slammed her hand onto the wall, trapping me in between. I swallowed my saliva. I turned my head to the side. I tried to ignore her face but as expected of her, she didn’t let me. She grabbed my chin, holding it in place as she placed her lips on mine and her hands went up to my top, but I wasn’t going to allow her to have her way.
As if she was sensing my distress, she pulled us apart. She smiled at me warmly and that caused my breath to hitch. She chuckled and went up to kiss my forehead. I closed my eyes, but I was dumbfounded by her movements. She was going so slow on me and I didn’t know how to react.
When I thought she wasn’t going to do anything, I felt the button on my jeans was left open. “No,” I whispered.
However, Cyndy being her didn’t listen. She continued to kiss my lips but I kept my mouth shut, keeping myself in place. At the same time, her hands went inside my jeans. My eyes went big and I shook my head. She smiled devilishly and rubbed my ćƖĩť. I gasped; my mouth was wide open. Her lips crashed into mine, taking in the motion, controlling every inch of my mouth. She was planning to take control of my body. Her tongue was venturing in deeper and deeper. In the end, I ended up placing my hand on her clothes, grabbing them to support myself. I couldn’t really hold my body together anymore.
When she noticed my distress, she stuck both her knees and my body fell on top of them. I let out a Mõ@ɲ when my stuff hit her knees hard. I looked up at Cyndy, my face was filled with embarrassment and it made her growled for more. It was hurtful with my legs wide open and her knees started rubbing against me. I Mõ@ɲed and she continued. She smirked and leaned in for my mouth while I panted. She easily succeeded in taming my mouth as I let out a couple of more Mõ@ɲs into her mouth.
When she separated us, a trail of wet saliva formed between us. I panted hard and was weak all over from her touch. She pushed me onto the bed, knowing fully well that my body was left at her mercy with little strength left in me. I backed away from her. Then Cyndy climbed onto the bed. She launched onto me and took off my top easily and pulled away the jeans from my leg.
She stared at my figure. “segzy as hell,” she uttered.
I wanted to complain but she captured my lips and before I could speak, she was pinning my hands as she lay on top of me. She really loves to toy with my tongue.
Hungry for more, she ran her hand from my chest down to my legs and up again until she decided to unclasp my bra from behind and moved down to my butt. A tear streamed down my eyes when I felt her finger in my @zz and her other hand was messing with my Břě@šť, caressing them and pinching them, I Mõ@ɲed. I clutched onto the bed sheet.
She looked up at my reaction and quickly took my bra off and then unzips her underwear, and I could see she was wearing a dildo, but this time, it seemed different. The dildo looked longer and it matches the color of her skin and it looked attached to her body like they were original.
“Please, let’s not do this,” I said, placing my hand on Cyndy’s cheeks.
“You are beautiful. I can’t hold back,” she said.
Just then, my phone rang and when I checked, it was my mom calling.
To be continued…
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