+18 STORY: CHERRY POPPER (PART 2) - EPISODE 2. [BY THE PERVERTED HERMIT]

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WARNING: This is a FUNFILLED, EROTIC story which will keep your adrenaline pumping. Make nobody talk sey we no warn am ooo. ENJOY the continuation and also remember to drop a comment #Wink
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My thirteenth birthday was just a few weeks away and it came at a time when I won’t be celebrating it at school because I just finished writing my first school leaving exams and waiting for results to be out so I can secure admission into secondary school. I had no choice but to stay at home and assist my mother with her retail sale of fresh and roasted plantain which she usually start in the evenings but I am made to hawk sometimes in the morning and evenings or just display the plantain in front of our house and wait for potential customers.

Since birth, I’ve never had the privilege to enjoy a birthday party or get a birthday gift no matter how small it is but my thirteenth birthday was a turning point in my life. I got a birthday gift, not just any gift but a special gift.  I was playing a game of Ludo with Gabriel who everyone calls Gabu when Aunty Ruth called me. Aunty Ruth is the elder sister to Aunty Diana my elder brother’s course mate in Lagos State University though we all lived in the same compound but in separate buildings. She had finished Secondary School for about four years and yet to secure admission into the University. I doubted if she ever even wanted to go to the University, even if she wants, she couldn’t because it was no news that she was very dull. She failed all her papers when she wrote her WAEC exams and didn’t make an effort to rewrite the examination.

Aunty Diana, her younger sister had gained admission into the university just like my elder brother to LASU so Aunty Ruth is left at home to assist their mother with her smoked fish trade. The Ludo game with Gabu was getting boring because he had won the first two games and already winning the third thereby making me lose interest in the game then a saviour came in the person of Aunty Ruth;
‘Last Born help me bring hundred naira plantain come, I go give you money inside’, I stood up abruptly on the bench intentionally spilling the seeds on the board game so as to end the game. ‘ahhh! See game don scatter, and na this game I dey plan to win you, In fact I no dey play again...’, I told him.

Gabu was about to start an argument when aunty Ruth yelled my name again so I left Gabu, selected one bunch of plantain from the tray and ran off with it to aunty Ruth who had already gone to their apartment at the next building.
‘Aunty Ruth I don bring am o’, I called out to her when I got to their doorstep.

‘Bring am come inside now abi why you dey wait for outside? Abi you be stranger for here?’, I stepped into their apartment and found out that she was not in the sitting room.
‘Bring am come room’, she said from the bedroom.

Unsuspectingly, I went into the room then saw her standing by the mirror with a wrapper tied round her waist flimsily. I assumed she was about to go off and take her bath at the general bathroom which is shared by all tenants in the building. The bathroom is located at the backyard so she will still have to go all the way to the backyard so she turned and handed me five hundred naira note.
‘Ahhhh! Aunty, we no get change o, this na early morning and na you wan open market for me’, I said.

‘Oya, go look for change because I wan run baff make I comot’, so I ran out of the room so as to look for someone to help me break the money into smaller denominations, by the time I got the change and returned to aunty Ruth, she had finished taking her bath and returned to the room. The same scenario played again when I got to the doorstep then she yelled at me;
‘I go slap you o, shey you be visitor, oya bring my change come inside jare’, so I entered the room once again. This time around Aunty Ruth was seated in front of the mirror creaming her body with JET body lotion;
‘Oya put the money on top table make you come help me cream my back.

Without suspecting a foul play I went ahead to assist her but I’d barely finished creaming her back when her loosely tied wrapper feel off to reveal her adult body. She turned towards me pointing her breast towards me;
‘Oya, help me cream the front’, I was dumbstruck. When Aunty Ruth saw that I couldn’t move, she guided my hands to her breast to encourage me;
‘No fear Last Born, I don see that your big prick since when you dey small and I know say e big pass your senior brother own times ten’.

She grabbed my juvenile cock and freed it from the confines of my shorts. My dick began to rise immediately she started stroking them, I roved my eyes from her breast down and found her pubic with full grown hair, the hair was fuller than the hairs on my head. She spread her legs then the hairs gave way and her G-spot was revealed.

I gained more confidence and started pressing her breast then she urged me to suck her breast and I did suck like a hungry child as if the breast could produce some milk to fill my hungry stomach. I assume she was too horny to allow me continue because she urged me towards the bed, pulled off my shorts and guided my huge adolescent dick into her hairy, horny adult vagina. As I entered her she screamed;
‘Yeeee! I Don Die, oohhh’, then she guided me to rock her boat and I did rocked her well but when I was beginning to enjoy it but at the same time I felt like urinating, I didn’t know why the urine decided to come at such a time then she suddenly grabbed me and held on tight to me, she tighten her grip and didn’t allow me to continue then she moaning;
‘Yess, yess, ohhh I don cum, omo you this boy too sweet even your brother and elderly men no dey make me cum sef’, I wondered what cum meant as I withdrew my dick from her pussy then the unexpected happened.

Standing awed in front of us in the room is her younger sister Aunty Diana, she exclaimed in shock;
“Osanobua! Sister, wetin dey happen for here?”.

...to Be Continued!

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