Here we are again with this new episode, sorry it was late.
The following morning, I was so tired that I just have to manage myself to the school where the exam will be taking place; I got to the school and went straight to the exam hall. I was looking for my seat and I later found it with number 125. The seat was a locker like the ones used in secondary schools. I got out my mathematical set and began sharpening my pencils and getting ready for the exam I know I might fall.
The lockers were arranged very far from each other. Then the exam paper came in, a fat black woman with head tie, brought in the question paper, she then began:-
“Please if you know you are not ready for this exam, kindly pick up your writing materials and walk out. No one will judge you; it is not a must for everybody to go to the university”
The class began making noise. Somehow I wanted to get up and walk out, I knew I read nothing, I know the only thing I read was practically porn.
“Alright, she continued, since no one wants to leave, mind you, any slight malpractice will be met with capital punishment. The officers by the window will keep watch. Any insubordination and you will spend two nights in the state’s prison cell!
Two damn night’s kee! People swallowed hard, some began hiding their phone, tucking their expo deeper into their pockets. Me; anyway anyhow, you only live once. She left the hall and gave the question paper to her assistant, a fair and nicely created and well spiced Nigerian jollof.
She was on a tight brown mini grown and a high heel that pushed up her ass up, they now look like two round pillows stashed inside a tight skirt. When she walked around sharing the papers, the ass jiggled and vibrated with each step. I wasn’t the only guy lost in that movement
Other guys carried their hands on their head. She seemed like all this American-wannabe’s. Is this a trap set for us by Jamb? Their father! Jamb, Una no reach.
When she got to my seat to drop the paper, I slightly touched her hand, to let her know I fall for her. She looked at me for some seconds and continued on her way.
45 minutes in the exam hall and all my palms were sweaty. My brain was popping like fresh popcorn. So far I have managed to answer 1-15 questions out of 50 general questions. When I try to answer one question, all I do is that I imagine how precious ass was jiggling, how her gown was been pushed up by the movement of her well rounded buttocks. I think about her breast, their warmth when I slide my di3k in-between
As if this wasn’t enough, my pen fell dropped and when I tried picking it up I got a good peek at our young invigilator’s thick inner darkened thighs. What is all this nonsense now? shey someone cannot write exam in peace?
Now, the earlier movement of her mesmerizing ass was rattling in my brain, my eyes were shooting up and down like in lottery spins. I imagined how soft it would feel and if giving her doggy-style, the ripples and shockwaves the ass would generate. Focus! Focus! I tell myself, but I knew I was just kidding myself
My brain was already messed up, I had traded it with the devil last night. Fuck this exam! Who exam epp?
I was hard already. The full length of my di3k pressed against the zippers of my jean trouser, I put my hand in my pocket and pushed out the jean to hide the erection, so no one would notice as I got up.
I walked up to her so as to take permission to use the bathroom, on reaching her, I removed my hands from my pocket, and the speed my dick used to cling to my trouser shocked her, my hard dick was ready to give her blowjob.
She looked at me stern and quiet
“I want to use the bathroom” I said… she didn’t reply I guess she was still recovering from the shock and my guts. I left the room to the toilet. The toilet was big and divided between rows that were like compartment which housed six closed WC’s, and the passage that housed the normal WC’S with only urine functionality.
I wasn’t sure my plan would work, I was even more surprised with what happened next; the lady gently opened the door of the toilet I was in and making sure I was the one there closed the door behind her and locked it.
Ghen ghen…this is the real Post-UTME test
“Give me that dick, nigga!”
Wow! She didn’t even waste time. What is with Abj girls and command? She didn’t even wait for a reply she got down and unzipped me, took my dick inside her mouth and was choking herself with it.
She pushed it so deep, I could feel her throat tightening against my di3k, her eyes popping out like someone being strangled, she brought it out and I was covered with drool. She took it in again and again and again, till I felt droplets of cum leaving the tip of my penis.
Immediately, I pushed away her face and she licked up her lips, tasting it. I got her up and pushed her to the door, the lock nearly broke with the force) pulled down her skirt and dug one or two fingers inside her wet vagina.
Her vagina was wide, I used four fingers to rub her cunt vigorously, like I was scratching recharge card. Her jaw was held shut and her right arm on her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
When she was properly wet and highly, sensitive any little touch and she was moaning and sucking air through her teeth like someone shocked by electric. I knew she was close to the edge. I brought out my finisher and sent it deep into her and began pumping.
The door was shaking too much we had to transfer to the side wall. With the adrenaline and the fear of being caught. I fúcked her without fear, with no holding back that I forgot myself and released my hot seeds just at the surface of her of her juicy clits.
I could see my handwork dripping down on her thigh. She took the tissue and cleaned herself up…
“That was one hell of a fúck…let me have your number and we exchanged contact and she left codedly. I felt on top of the world after having sex with her.
My exam! Shit… should I still go back for it, am short of words and didn’t know what to do next???
The End!!!
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