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My Personal Demon 18+ / INSATIABLE ~ Story Of A Quiet Yoruba Demon / Yoruba Demon From A Joke To A Tribal Insult (2) (3) (4)
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Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 5:14pm On Apr 19, 2018 |
Lilisticlili:Interesting
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Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Joislim(f): 10:40am On Apr 20, 2018 |
sheikshegetto:we're cool |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 1:02pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Seunfunmi18:what actually got u interested? |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 2:24pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
@Sheikshegetto More ink to your pen blooder and more bleepin days ahead More update ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 6:20pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Lilisticlili:The hand aspect nani |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 6:30pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Seunfunmi18:so dats all u saw naughty boy ![]() 1 Like |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 6:34pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 6:36pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Seunfunmi18:am not baba joor,ur baba is probaby aat home |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 7:56pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Lilisticlili:Seriously? ![]() ![]() Moreover maybe it was typo error. |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 7:56pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Lilisticlili:Not really But that's the only stuff my brain could decode |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Uniquejames(m): 8:39pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Lilisticlili: you came to this trend without showing appreciation. no problems. ENJOY YOUR STAY!! |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Uniquejames(m): 9:03pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
sheikhs thanks for the mention and also the lengthy update. More Wisdom on fall on you. anticipating for update already as my invitee was thrilled that a challenge was thrown and our able OP joyfully accepts... Long live this memoir!! |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 9:05pm On Apr 20, 2018 |
Uniquejames:I cant see u |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by tracyberry(f): 2:32am On Apr 21, 2018 |
I started reading this epic story by 10:45 from ep 1 and just finished reading it and the time is 02:29am. I love u yoruba demon, ur story is a bomb and very interesting,I also faced some of the experence you had in ur childhood, keep it up Dude, your story is the real deal. Morning folks |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by tracyberry(f): 2:33am On Apr 21, 2018 |
I started reading this epic story by 10:45pm from ep 1 to the end, i finished reading it and the time is 02:29am. I love u yoruba demon, ur story is a bomb and very interesting,I also faced some of the experence you had in ur childhood, keep it up Dude, your story is the real deal. Morning folks 2 Likes |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 10:40am On Apr 29, 2018 |
Happy sunday guys....it's been a busy week, but i got down to writing again just yesterday, but because i want this update to be as long as the previous one and cos today is Sabbath... We gats to keep it holy ![]() 7 Likes |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Ann2012(f): 11:20am On Apr 29, 2018 |
Waiting patiently for the update |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 11:22am On Apr 29, 2018 |
sheikshegetto:see you,u better don't give excuse because we had a challenge and u accepted it. Prove ur self |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 4:06pm On Apr 29, 2018 |
Lilisticlili: 8 Likes
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Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by itsandi(m): 5:02pm On Apr 29, 2018 |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by HelenBee(f): 8:16pm On Apr 30, 2018 |
[quote author=sheikshegetto post=67131050][/quote]Lol. What a meme! Oga oya drop something. 4 Likes |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by emperorblog(m): 8:38pm On Apr 30, 2018 |
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Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:11am On May 01, 2018 |
Just then, Karen strode purposefully over, putting an end to whatever we had to say. Gold, to her credit calmly met her frown with a smile of her own. “Don’t be such a killjoy Karen, I was just starting to know your boyfriend, he’s been telling me a lot about your school, I’ve always wondered why you chose there of all places to study but now I see it’s where all the fun is…most private universities are way too serious. “well It’s never too late to change if you think it’s all fun and games, you’d be surprised to see little difference between both.” My girlfriend replied quite stiffly. “now if you don’t mind, I’d like to have him for the rest of the evening thank you very much.” She concluded with an finality that threatens bloodbath. Luckily Gold got the memo, said her goodbyes with a pat on my chest and glided off to seek other distractions. I noticed a slight bulge in my breast pocket after her subtle pat. She must have dropped something while at it, a paper napkin with her number written on it I presumed, not daring to look in case I drew Karen’s attention. Who comes to a party with a pen actually…but the still playing saxophone music from 1997 cut into my reminiscing so I shrugged it off, well to each his own, who am I to judge. “thank you for coming to my rescue, her perfume was making me nauseous.” My lie seems to pacify her anger. “I thought you were enjoying her company, with the way she was lugging you with her boobs.” She replied with a raised eyebrow. “well since you chose to abandon me at the mercy of your colleagues and waltz away instead with Mr. tall dark and handsome, I did what I had to do to survive.” “he’s just a friend, we sometimes work on class projects together.” She shrugged. Congratulating myself for successfully diverting her attention from miss you know who, I pushed my advantage. “Funny, I think your friends said otherwise cos I could remember one of them said I was a downgrade to a certain Obiora, or it may seem that you know another by that name.” I said faking a frown. “Forget whatever they said okay, cos it’s not up to them to choose who I date, you have me, he doesn’t. Does that look like a downgrade to you?” she squirmed close to me, using her womanly ways to push back the advantage I thought I had. “well played ma’am” I chuckled as all my defensive walls crumbled to dust. “Have I told you how dashing you looked as you argued back then, I liked the way you held everyone in rapt attention as you lectured them, you have never looked so sumptuously ravishing.” she cooed. “be careful what you wish for young lady, its takes so much flatter to unravel a man and I’m at the breaking point if you know what I mean.” She shivered as i traced a finger down her neck line. “Lets go home.” She finally groaned. “But the party, the drinks.” I protested. “Damn the party, if we don’t leave now I’m gonna take you right here, right now cos I’m Hot asf.” That was all I needed to hear to convince me…”Say what now? Did I say party? Iyalaya party......lets gerrrahere. 13 Likes |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:16am On May 01, 2018 |
Who ever said mother’s prayers don’t work are the worst, flee from those fucktards. It was a miracle I drove us safely to Karen’s crib without kissing her car’s bonnet to a tree or a road sign cos she couldn’t wait until we were home before she got her freak on and got down on me. She unzipped my trouser, fumbled around for a while until her fingers found their prize, and she began pumping me with one hand, brushing her hair out of her eyes, before she used her mouth, wrapping her lips around my shaft forcing a groan from my mouth as I held tightly on to the steering wheel like my life depended on it, in fact both our lives does. Her occasional moan drove me nuts as I grabbed her hair, forcing her to deep throat me, and she willingly complied, her head bobbing up and down faster and faster. After a few minutes, I growled slightly as I involuntary released my seed swerving the car as I narrowly missed a lamp post. Oblivious to the dangers as I got the car back into control, Karen mumbled appreciatively as she rolled her tongue to savor my seed in her mouth and swallowed. “you’re crazy, I growled in mock outrage “I’m that girl your momma warned you about she replied, cupping her full breast. “Oh yes she did, but I didn’t listen.” I said. She laughed as I regrettably teared my eyes away from her antics to focus on the road as I stepped on the accelerator. I drove us home in record time, she leapt unto my arms as we shamelessly pawed at each other right up to her door step. “The keys, you were the last out of the door. She gasped into my ear as I held her up against the door. “My hands are quite occupied, check my back pocket I gasped my reply.” She chuckled at this and reached around my waist to retrieve the key, squeezing my buttocks for good measure. We were already stark naked by the time we stumbled to her room. Tossing her on the bed as she spread her legs holding them at the knees allowing me a view of her glistering fold as she rubbed the topmost swiftly with the dainty fingers like a dj while I fumbled to pull on a condom. I dropped down on her, piston in with all the force behind my waist, forcing a slight whimper from her lip as she squeezed me for all I’m worth. Her nails clawed my back whenever I slowed down, willing me to increase the speed and power of my thrusts, causing the bed to bang repeatedly against the wall. “Sorry about that.” I said without remorse “You’ve spoiled one already so don’t stop.” she growled quite breathless, her back arched, her eyes dilated as she cupped one of her bouncing breasts. I soon felt my gut clenching, the warning sign that I was about to cum, reluctantly, I withdrew from her slick warm folds to perform my delay mantra with her using the pause to change her position as she straddled me, the sweat ran down her toned skin. the wet sound of flesh slapping flesh was the only sound in the room for a considerable amount of time until her moans of ecstasy began to get louder and louder. “You will wake the neighbors.” I hushed. “I’m in my house let them come and beat me.” She laughed carelessly as she arched her back and resumed her steady grinding on me. A few decades later, she bucked and collapsed on my chest, heaving and sighing in sated satisfaction. For a while, we simply cuddled and enjoyed the moment. 8 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:19am On May 01, 2018 |
“I don’t like the way Gold looked at you.” She suddenly spoke, forcing me out of my stupor as I fondled with one of her supple tits. “You had to spoil the moment.” I frowned down at her. Why would you be thinking of her at this period, she’s already out of sight and out of mind to me until you brought her back into the picture.” “I’m sorry, it’s just that you don’t know about my world and cliché like that, she’s not someone to shy off from a competition and might see you as a price to go after.” “then you have nothing to worry about.” I shrugged. If there’s something that irks me more, it’s women thinking they can use me.” She stared at me for a long time I was lost into her onyx eyes. “I love you and no one else.” I mused, the lie rolling smoothly on my tongue…she grabbed my head down in answer for a deep long kiss and growled. “You’re mine bioye, never forget that, hurt me and I’ll bring hell down on you. “I don’t doubt it one bit.” I concurred. I believe that kind of threat from a woman such as Karen would make a cautious man rethink his actions but one; I was quite curious to find out what Gold really wanted with me, after all it’s a game of two players. And two; I found her wiles simply intriguing cos her a audacity reminded me of the likes of Simisola and O’set. Can’t say I didn’t try, really I tried cos I resisted for two days before I finally called her. And there after began affair number three. Like I said, all I wanted was to have my curiosity satisfied, why was she interested in me? Was I a means to an end? A ticket to paying back some offence Karen committed against her? But her answers weren’t what I was expecting per se. It all came back to Karen, Karen actually bragged about my legendary bedroom skills, heads up guys…I know ladies talked about guys too with each other but what I didn’t know was they gossip more about the male anatomy than they let on. So what if she painted me as a chief wiper, does that give her friends the go ahead to sneak a taste too, chics share stuff, especially stuffs they brag about but there’s a line to it when you want to experiment and find out whether what your friend said about her boyfriend’s bedmatic skills was true or not…Oshey scientists. She instead gave me another answer that left me both horrified and intrigued at the same time cos according to her, she was near frigid and found less pleasure in sex than expected. She was practically numb down there, and reaching climax for her was rare, as in a Christmas once a year rare. Okay hold on a bit I am flattered and all but I am no genealogist, all I do was f*ck and leave the rest to nature. I told her. She disagreed, claiming Karen’s boasts of her uncontrollable climaxes must have meant I was a dude that knows what he’s doing unless if she had been lying to water both our egos. Be reminded that all our conversation right up to this point had been over the phone. Against my better judgement I felt like I had been given a task for the greater good, it’s a shame for such a beautiful woman to not reach the height of sexual pleasure, to be lost in the spasms of ecstasy, to be………okay enough of the poetry cos I think y'all get my point. And so I agreed to help a damsel in distress, as long as there would be no strings attached and yeah Karen doesn’t find out then I’m game. 5 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Seunfunmi18(m): 7:23am On May 01, 2018 |
sheikshegetto:O make brain Sheikshegetto. 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:26am On May 01, 2018 |
My mission started right from that moment. How to get under the skin of a near frigid girl such as this, you first soften her for the kill, you make her giddy with anticipation, feed her titbits on what she could be expecting, draw a convincing picture for her mind so that the more she thought about it, the more her brain stimulates her hormones to the point of salivating using the most simple tool of them all…sex chat!!. So from there right on to the day we finally collabo'ed, she already believed that with Bioye; climax na sure banker. Now every woman has their culmination point, the mojo needed to be able to attain peak satisfaction…some women loves a gentle touch, a caressing kiss and a soothing voice, others loved to be roughed up, yunno the choking, ass slapping and the aggressive rutting, some girls are crazy like that…what can I say, to each her own. Some love to be in control, some wants to be dominated. We all simply need to find her preference and most importantly locate the g*spot. Anything after that and if Gold's problems still persists then she needs to locate her village people. Bants asides, her issues could be partly her fault and that of her sexual partners, sex was never meant to be a one sided affair, men will rut and grunt, cum and go as long as they got their pleasure and most women would keep mum without speaking their minds but expected much in return as if the men are mind readers, you explore and figure out what fits. And finally, if her problem warrants her seeing either a medical doctor or a native doctor, we’ll know when we get there. On the D day, I located her place without any hitch, I don’t mean to brag but I never lost for once on my way to a booty call, call it supernatural intuition. Casting away the last dreg of my conscience’s final attempt to reel some sense back into me and head on back home, I dialed her line to inform her that I was at her door. She opened a few seconds later with her dreamy smile that had had me thinking about her non-stop since the party and dragged me in without a word. Not a woman for prep talks, Gold got down right to business, kissing and squirming into me that my arousal responded instinctively. My on phone teasing must have gotten into her more that I realized as she impatiently grabbed onto my crotch and squeezed while her other hand guarded mine unto one of her soft titties. Reeling back my rising lust, I broke our embrace, swung her off her knees, asked her where her bedroom was, carried her all the way and dumped her on it. I didn’t come just to fvck, I came to give her the orgasm she had been denied for so long, no woman should have to suffer like that. “Take off your clothes.” I commanded. She swiftly complied and was stark naked in record time. “what now.” She said, as I reluctantly teared my eyes from her sculpted body to her nervous face. Her body stirred my loins anew with fire, at the party I had thought that her clay colored complexion had been with the aid of a thick make up but I was wrong. Her skin was flawless, almost the color of gold, her folks really named her well. Her upper body was slim bar her large breasts, the lines of her torso curved right down to her swollen pussy, the kind one can call; a larger than normal camel toe in a tight fitting outfit. “relax.” My voice soothing to calm her nervousness. “I’m trying, I just fear my expectations might fall crashing that’s all.” “a little faith won’t hurt.” I said, faking an outrage. “I’m sorry.” She chuckled, I always feel insecure by my larger than normal camel toe.” “I think it’s beautiful, like something you can never get bored of eating.” She smiled at this, the tension draining from her face. Okay enough prep talk lets get down to business. 9 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:33am On May 01, 2018 |
Prior to my coming over, I did my research, at worse her condition might be sexual dysfunction, at best she could simply be going through her fair share of underperforming sexual partners. Either way, my work had already began. Number one: mental arousal via our sex chat, like it or not this helps in creating a whelming expectation of your prowess to your sexual partners even if you lied way more than was necessary. It’s a first step in breaking down those walls. Number two: making her feel good about herself by complementing her body, in Gold’s case I didn’t have to lie. This will help their confidence to express themselves in bed. Number three: ask their opinion, listen and comply to their request except if they’re Karen with her box of goodies then skip number three if you know what’s good for you. Last but most important number four: fore-play…fore-play…fore-play. As we kissed, I still needed to find out one last thing, what really makes her toes curl, was she the gentle type or the fast and furious or the mixture of both, I asked her…never forget, don’t hesitate to ask them what they really want cos you’re not omniscient…don’t forget it works both ways, male and female I mean. She said she wasn’t sure but she wanted a taste of both. Her wish, my command. I held the kiss longer than was necessary, all the while as her body melted under my exploring fingers, the curve of her lower hips, the softness of her supple thighs, the base of her neck down her shoulders to the spine of her lower back. She shivered involuntarily as my middle finger traced a line down her flat tommy paused to make a circle round her belly button then down towards the soft downs of her pubic hair, her thighs parted like the red sea. Never forget the soothing whisper too, more than touch is needed to unravel a woman completely…“I can’t do this without you girl.” I whispered as I traced kisses all over her neck and down the curves of her shoulder. “You take the lead and I’ll follow, stay with me.” Okay was all she could force out before she gasped as my fingers snaked their way down her warm musky passage. Her back arched as my hooked index finger searched around for her clit, my hot tongue rolled around a nipple as I suckle at the same time. “You’re doing good babe, now guard me.” She needed no further encouragement as she raised her hip unto my adventurous fingers, leading me on to her sweet spot. I then began to jerk my hand back and forth, occasionally rubbing against her clit with my thumb, her juice gushing out unto my hands, her head rolled back as she bit into the pillow and still I jerked faster, working my hand into a blur. I whispered obscene words to heighten her lust so lewd that I might have to wash my mouth later with holy water. And finally with a muffled squeak, she sprayed my exposed arms with a gush of fluid that lasted up to six seconds sending peals of after shock up her body. “I’m so sorry I think I peed.” She retorted. “I believe you just squirted, your first official ejaculation congratulations.” I laughed as she handed me a towel. “Wow, that’s it then, I cant believe I just climaxed.” She said. “that my dear is not a full orgasm, tis nothing but a prenup, we’re just getting started.” I grinned wickedly as her eyes widened; awestruck. Putting an end to further discussion by cutting off whatever she wanted to say with a scalding kiss, pausing long enough to pull on a condom. I positioned myself between her legs, planting a kiss or two on her soft thighs as she held my gaze with half-lidded eyes. Instead of going all the way in I guided my c*ck up against her clit and began to rub back and forth, increasing the tempo to her fast breathing for a while then I suddenly rammed into her swollen wet cunt so deep I felt my dick head hit her pelvis, she screamed and clawed my back, her hips jerked up to meet mine with equal energy as I plowed into her again and again making sure my throbbing length rubbed against her g spot as I worked my hips back and forth. She wrapped her legs around my neck to allow me deeper penetration, her wet fold muscles clenched hard against my dick, I groaned and held on to both her juggling tits as I f*cked her hard and fast. To her credit she returned my onslaught with an energy of her own, her eyes glared up at me in defiant she didn’t moan but make an occasional sound as I brushed repeatedly at her clitoris. Swinging her around for a spooning position, this time I was gentle as she spread her legs to receive me, my pulsing penis slides into her dripping wet cunt with a squelching sound, her left arm reached up behind her to cradle my head while my own hand rubbed against her swollen clit as we both gyrated in rhythm as she gasp sporadically into my ear. 10 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by Nobody: 7:37am On May 01, 2018 |
Fuuckk 6 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by sheikshegetto(m): 7:37am On May 01, 2018 |
Right there I knew where her issues came from, her thick vulva lip made her pussy wall so sleek and tight had been her own undoing, the muscle around the clit wall had always clenched tight to prevent deeper penetration and the sleekness was so stimulating an unwary dick ejaculates faster before her own pleasure can be reached. But thanks to Lati’s legendary herbal mixture, I strived to use it only on special occasions so as not to rely too much on it, and now it’s aftereffects sustained the blood flow in my c*ck as I continue to pound her unrelentingly from behind. Spreading her legs until she had her bent knees almost close to my chin, I increased the tempo of my thrusts. Making sure to hit against her g*spot as my finger rubbed more furiously against her vulva. Finally, I felt Gold stiffened as spasms ran up her body, encouraged, I squeezed her clitoris between my finger as she finally shattered with a scream, her orgasm soon followed. For a full minute, she was still climaxing, giggling, as she shuddered, tears spilling down the side of her face as she giggled like crazy. After a while the shuddering reduced, leaving her body in a heaving fit. “Thank you.” was all she could manage between gasps until she saw my raised eyebrow and her eyes trailed down to my still stiff prick…she began to giggle again. I woke up to see a ballistic looking Karen glaring down at Gold and I…”how dare you betray me?” she screeched deranged. “babe I can explain, its not what you think.” I stammered before she pulled out a butchers cleaver. “I promised you I will pull out your stones the day you try this with me.” She spat in outrage as I screamed. Panting, I sprang up, my heartrate taking a time out. It was a dream, a nightmare of a bad dream, I shivered as I looked at a still sleeping Gold beside me, the early lights of dawn slipped into the room from the window. My movement stirred Gold awake as she smiled sleepily up at me. “Hello king.” she mumbled, raising a dainty leg to stroke my stiff member with her foot. “I am king, I mused as she raised her legs to receive me. “Where have you been?” Karen said as I entered her crib. “Will you not let me land first?” I replied her to get my baring. “I was at my place, need I remind you that I have a place where I live.” “No…I was at your place, I saw Lati but you weren’t there.” Her answer send a chill down my spine. “I said I was at my place, you didn’t let me finish o miss jump into conclusions, I branched over to grab some documents, cos I went to have my siwes log book signed.” I answered coolly. “oh okay then, I thought I heard Lati said he saw you and then he didn’t, that sounded like bullcrap to me.” Karen concluded with reluctance her eyes still scanning me with suspicion. Correct guy Lati, I actually forgot to holla him to be my alibi and he still came through. Off the hook for now, I resolved; with the bad dream looking near prophetic I needed to severe ties with Gold asap, unlike Helen, Gold was way to close for comfort, compared to Karen…Omotola na musu cat. Cutting ties with Gold has to be the most reasonable thing to do, now that she’s gotten what she wanted and now knows where her problems lies. but being reasonable wasn’t one of my many virtues. Imediately after returning to my place, I called Gold to end things mutually, but as soon as I heard her sultry voice, “Who am I kidding?” was the first word that came out of my mouth. And so the story continues. 9 Likes |
Re: Memoirs Of A Yoruba Demon by chijioke17(m): 7:46am On May 01, 2018 |
Please tell me that's not all for today oga sheikshegetto |
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