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Crazy Bayo: Tales from American Mueller (18+)

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Crazy Bayo: Tales from American Mueller (18+)

“Hey watch it!” A voice yelled. I stopped in my tracks, straining my neck over the heavy box I was carrying to see a very angry face.

“You are so short.” I blurted out, my eyes growing wide open as soon as I realized the words that left my lips.

One of the perks of having a mouth with no filter.

“What did you just say?” She growled, taking a step and closing the little gap left between us.

“I’m sorry..I….I meant to say I didn’t see you there.” I stuttered, shifting the weight of the box to the left, leaning it against the wall as I stretched out my right hand for a shake.

“I’m Bayo.” I flash my most charming smile, “your new lodge-mate.”

“And I’m not interested.” Shorty said as she breezed past me.

I grabbed the box with both hands and glanced back at her as she walked down the stairs, her tight bum-short straining to fit in all her ass cheeks as they swayed from side to side.

“Damn it Bayo.” I muttered under my breath, “Of all the people to pick a fight with.”

Looking forward, I climbed the remaining flight of stairs and located my room, 31, dropped the box and fished out the keys from my front pocket, unlocking it.

No sooner did I drop the box, I heard a muffled moan. I halted in my tracks, my head turned ninety degrees to the wall tucked behind the door, practically holding my breath as I waited to see if I would hear it again.


I chuckled at myself, shaking my head from side to side as I opened one of the boxes to bring out my game console.

Three months without some lashing and I was already hearing things.

“Get it together Bayo.” I placed the PS on the glass frame that was right underneath the TV set, “You’ve got classes tomorrow and a whole lot of work to do today.” I said looking at the new boxes of my stuff that Mom sent over.

But then I heard it again.

A low cry of pleasure that pierced through the walls and bounced into my room.

“Da fuck!” I muttered, standing up slowly, my heart racing as I took small steps towards the wall.

“Bayo this is sooo wrong.” I said to myself, but my legs kept moving, one foot in front of the other, until I was face to face with the wall.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been in such a situation before, where you could hear a girl you’ve never seen before, moaning so sweetly– the sound washing over you till the point your dick gets hard.

If you haven’t, then lucky you, cause it fucking sucks.

And I know I could have turned back, left the room even…

But then she moaned again. And again, each time louder than the one before.

So I did the only illogical thing a horny guy in my position would do, I leaned against the wall and pressed my right ear hard against it.

“Please fuck my naughty little pussy” was the first thing I heard.

My dick throbbed in my trousers, the limp thing was already getting harder. I can’t blame the little guy, it’s been a while.

“You’ve been a nasty girl, haven’t you?” A guy said, his voice deep and smooth.

“Yeees….very naughty,” she moaned, “so punish your naughty little girl.” She pleaded, her voice almost sounding desperate.

I wasn’t sure if they were having vanilla sex or something more on the kinky side, but god knows I would’ve done anything to be that guy at that moment.

“Spread it wide.” He said in a commanding tone, and I could see it, my mind’s eye painting a picture so vivid I could also touch it.

Her thighs spread open, far apart, revealing a soaking wet pussy with her juices glistening on her pussy lips.

“Fuuuuck.” I groaned, my hands sliding to my groin and stopping just inches away in my failed attempt to stop myself.

“Like this?” She said from the other side of the wall, punctuating her last word with a giggle. The sound was so sweet and innocent, it was such a big contrast to her initially words

“No. Wider. I want to see how wet you are.”

I could feel the bulge in my trousers growing, my dick getting engorged with each word I heard.

“Gooooood, just like that, spread it wide for me baby.” He said and then two quick smacking sound followed suit.

She moaned and giggled, the same sweet innocent sound like before, and my cock responded well to it. Getting harder.

“I like it when you spank me hard” she said, her voice dripping with lust.

“I know you do, but let’s have a quick taste of your dripping wet pussy….” The guy said, then there was the sound of shuffling feet and then the squelching sound of a drenched pussy.

He was fingering her.

His digits probably lost deep in the wetness of her pussy walls, gripping onto his fingers as he thrusted deep. Deeper.

“Damn girl,” he groaned “you are so fucking wet”

“Cause …I want ….you so bad…” she said between loud gasps.

Then the squelching sound stopped, leaving behind just their loud breathing.

I pressed my ear harder against the wall, trying not to miss a thing.

What were they doing? I wondered as I leaned in, my eyes tightly shut trying to hear them.

Then I heard it, the sound of skin against skin as he slammed into her, his low grunts as he pounded into her.

“Ahhhhhh.” She screamed, “Chike….please….don’t go… too deep.” She moaned.

And I stood there, stunned.

The thin walls didn’t hide anything, it was as clear as crystal; the slapping sounds of ass cheeks as he thrusted into her, the soft gasps, loud cries and low grunts.

I heard it all.

“Damn!” I groaned as my hands grabbed my dick. It was getting harder and I wanted nothing more than a sweet release.

At that point I threw all morals to the wind, I wasn’t surprised at all to find my hands stroking my dick through my trousers.

If you were in my shoes, what would you do?


Nah, I doubt it…you would probably do worse, grab a lube to make the feeling much more real.

I didn’t have time for lube, so I closed my eyes and tried to put pictures to the sounds and for a second I could almost see it: the lucky bastard thrusting deep into her, her hands outstretched backwards as he held onto it, arching her back perfectly.

“Yeeees….oh god Yeeees!” She screamed.

I couldn’t take it anymore. My dick was aching, the tip straining against my zippers, so I dragged the zipper down and grabbed my dick out of my briefs.

Dude was erect and upright against my tummy, rigid veins popping from it’s sides like I’d never seen before. Pre-cum already seeping out.

“Damn girl, your pussy is tiiiight!” The guy groaned, the slapping sounds getting louder as he slammed harder into her.

I grab my cock from the base, my hands moving up and down the length of my shaft in rhythm with moans, going faster as her moans got louder and louder.

“Ooooh God,” she moaned “Oh yes! I’m going to come!”

And so was I, thrusting harder into my clenched fist, my eyes tightly shut, body stiff as my seeds spilled out of me.

“Fucking hell,” I muttered, trying to catch my breath when I hear a knock on my door.

“Hello…is someone in there?”

It was the girl I met on the stairs.

Story was written by Naughty Seun, and he blogs at Erotic Rated

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