Written by Vixen Banks

I have done some weird shit in the past that it came as a surprise to even me when I tested negative to HIV/Aids. I didn’t believe the first test and it was only after the second and third tests also came out negative about six months later that I breathed a sigh of relief and decided then and there to play safe.

Of course I wasn’t going to become a prude if that is what you guys think! I love being fucked too much to do without it! Although I can’t forget the sleepless nights I had before finally summoning courage to go for the test, I was and am still glad to come out negative. That was a kind of epiphany for me as my visit to that test kind of led me to know that I was living a very reckless and carefree life.

I have done some terrible shit in the past that will be unbelievable to several of you my readers. Some of you think my write-ups are fantasy, story-telling or mere fables. He who feels it knows it however and just realise that some terrible shit goes down outside of your sheltered little existence.

Some of us lie for the thrill, the excitement of the unbelievable, doing things the normal person especially in our third world culture will think are mere make-beliefs.

This is another tale of some of the bad shits I have done. I am still bad as hell and stretch boundaries, I go beyond the conventional, skip gleefully where angels fear to tread but now I have learnt to do it in safety, being mindful that sweet things are better eaten for long. No point in being senselessly stupid about these things when there are many precautionary methods to take and still have a swell time.

A few after months after the movie Titanic was released, it was brought to my school and shown in the largest lecture theatre there. There were three showings each night for three nights. The first show usually started at 5pm to run through 7pm, second one was from 7pm to 9pm and the last one was from 9pm to 11pm. Of course the first show was usually attended by the good boys and girls on campus who had to be back in their rooms before they could no longer see their shadows while the middle show of between 7 and 9pm was viewed by the wannabes, the in-between boys and girls wanting to be in the league of villains but still too timid to cross the line.

They were still invisibly shackled to their morality, the last show was attended by us. Girls and boys like me who push the limit. We were the movers and the shakers of the school. Not intellectually o as even though some of us are very brilliant (like yours truly, lol) our popularity was better described as notoriety as we only lived to break rules. No go areas were our popular zones and the various campus magazines always had one scandalous tale or another to tell about us, true most times anyway.

The last show was usually the most interesting as we the audience added our own jara to the whole thing.

I attended the last show of the second day with a guy in another faculty and a year ahead of me. We had been friends since I got into the university but there really wasn’t anything between us. I knew he was attracted to me but I didn’t say anything as I waited for him to make the first move. He was a tall wiry guy, I used to tease him that he should have been a basketball player.

On many occasions we had found ourselves in compromising positions but Akin did not make the move to take it to the next level. he always played the gentleman and I wasn’t ready to help him do his work. I felt if he wanted me then he should make a move. Of course, Akin knew I was as crazy as batshit as a lot of unsavoury tales had gone the rounds on campus about me and my freaky lifestyle. I guess he didn’t care a hoot about it or he felt he wasn’t any better than me and so could not judge.

Of course he couldnt have judged me after all there was a standing joke about him among us his friends. Akin had been rusticated from Unilag on the charge of gang raping a girl. Akin claims it was the girl who had asked him to organise a train for her. For the jew guys and girls among you, a train is when a girl is fucked by as many guys as possible, just a girl. He managed to organise eight of his friends and the slut was screaming the BQ they used down while in the throes of multiple orgasms when their neighbour alerted the security men who then caught them pants down.

To save face, the girl alleged it was rape and to avoid prosecution, Akin and his friends fled, rewrote Jamb and landed in my school. We did the same thing successfully a few months later but thats a tale for another day.

Anyways, I wanted Akin to get between my thighs but i wanted him to work for it. On the day of the movie when he invited me to go with him and told me the time, i knew he was ready to be the man, so I eagerly said yes. Akin had a car for his personal use then and we drove down to the venue of the movie around 9.10pm as we knew it won’t start till about another 20mintes.

In fact, the major reason those of us who attended the last show used to then was because we knew it wouldn’t start at 9pm and so wouldn’t end at 11pm. Most times it would extend till almost 12midnight and we liked it just fine.

As we all know, Titanic was an engrossing an emotional movie. Halfway into the movie, I leaned closer to Akin as it had gotten draughty and I had on only a very short gown that was way above my knees and the only thing underneath it was my panties (deliberately if you must know). We sat in the gallery and there were lots of empty seats up there as naughty couples were the ones who usually used the gallery. I rested my head on his shoulder at a point and soon we could hear soft moans from the row in front of us and the obvious jerky movement of a girl riding a guy.

Of course the place was in shadows but a riding movement was unmistakeable. My friend looked at me as the guy gave a loud grunt and said;

‘’He’s about to cum’’

‘’I know’’ I whispered

Soon the creaking sound they were making became louder and the girls moans also became louder. Their action sort of set me on heat and before I knew it I was rubbing Akin’s thighs through his jeans. Soon my hannds had roved to his groin area and I observed through touch that he was rock hard and his cock seemed long. He looked down at me and bent his head in a kiss that started softly but progressed until I had to pull my mouth away panting.

We then stayed like that, watching the movie which I had lost the trend of. The couple making out in front of us had climaxed I supposed as they had quieted down. We were paying rapt attention to the movie when I noticed that Akin’s hand had snaked under my dress and was playing with my pussy through my panties. I gladly spread my thighs for him, giving him unfettered access to my pussy.

He didn’t wait for another invitation as he pushed aside my now soaked panties and stuck two fingers in my dripping pussy in one fell swoop. I gasped, quite loudly, causing those closer to us to look at us. I didn’t care however as he had now bent his head and pushing the strap of my dress aside took my unencumbered right boob into his mouth, sucking like the world was coming to an end.

I had by now forgotten that we were not alone as I moaned loudly, pushing my boobs closer to his mouth and spreading my thighs as far as I could so that his fingers could go deeper inside me. He quickly let go of my boobs and caught my mouth in a kiss again, thereby muffling the noise I was making! Of course I didn’t want him to let go of my boobs and I tried to make him go back to it, trying to dislodge his lips from mine but he held on tight. I’m such a noise maker, I know.

Soon the onslaught of his fingers as they burrowed into me was too much for me to bear and biting his lips, I came violently, spilling cum all over his hands. He pulled out his fingers from my soaked pussy as I leaned back panting, trying to get down from the height he had just taken me to. He licked one finger clean and then gave me the other which I greedily licked clean.

He then took my left hand and directed it to his groin. I noticed that his zipper had come undone and sincerely I can’t say I know when he unzipped it. I noticed his cock standing rock hard and at attention. It was long and average in thickness. I later measured it and it was 8.5inches in length and 4inches in girth (measuring it was not that day of course…lol) with very thick cock-head, unusually thick even. He looked at me then looked at his cock and of course I understood what he wanted.

I looked at the others in the gallery and noticed that the girls were in different positions, some on their knees in front of the guy obviously sucking dick, some sitting on dicks and some being fingered.

Maybe some were even being outrightly fucked, I couldn’t really say as all I could see were silhouettes and jerky movements. The main lecture theatre was no different as we could see more clearly what was going on down there because of the elevation and because of the reflection on the screen.

I sat on the back rest of the seat causing the seat to slide up and creating room for me to kneel. I didn’t hesitate as I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. It was hot and throbbing. I licked the head clean of his precum as my friend was busy rubbing my head to and fro. First, though, I let my hot breath reach out and caress his cock. This sensitized his already sensitive flesh. I watched as the tangled mat of his bush stirred sluggishly from my hot, gusty breathing.

I couldn’t restrain myself any longer. The plum-tipped cock in my hand was too taste tempting. I had to sample it. My lips closed over his glans, I didn’t suck him all the way into my mouth. I wanted to play with that lovely cock a little while before giving him the full treatment. My tongue flicked out and lightly danced across the cum-slit at the end of his cock. I teased and tormented him with the rough, pink tongue until he was silently wriggling. I could tell he was having a hard time keeping control.

When I had tortured his cock with my tongue long enough, I pursed my lips into an “O” and sucked. I pulled inch after inch of cock into my mouth. All the while, my tongue swirled and worked feverishly against his prick.

“Gawd, I… you are a witch!” he blurted, moaning. I love the feeling my tongue brings out in a guy, the way they moan and groan when my hot mouth wraps up their cock makes me spill pussy juice. its so exciting because at that point i know that I hold so much power over them.

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