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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 3

Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
I didn’t really have friends, my whole world
was built around Kunle. But Bankole’s
company helped to bridge up the loneliness I
felt since Kunle decided to go mute. 2 weeks
had pa*sed since Kunle moved out to
Bankole’s place. Kunle then sent me a text
stating. “Simi, I strongly suggest we both seek
the face of the Lord again regarding us. We
were going through the wrong path. I hope
you understand.”
I didn’t reply his text, I just ignored it. I had
become fond of Bankole and waited everyday
for his visit. One Thursday, he came with a
bottle of wine. It was chilled and it seemed to
be alcoholic. I had never tasted alcoholic wine
before. Bankole was a moderate believer, he
wasn’t to conservative like Kunle was. He was
more flexible and I was really feeling him, he
always come up with surprises and little
adventures.
We both drank and talked about our pasts.
We both realized we had similar pasts only
that Bankole’s was more daring. I started to
feel drowsy and light. He then asked me.
“What do you miss most in your former life?”
I then answered. “The feeling of a guy inside
of me.” It was as if I wasn’t in control of my
utterances. I asked him. “What do you miss
most?”
He said. “The smell of v***na and the taste of
it.”
I then said. “Oh my, I forgot about that, I had
that only twice, I couldn’t control myself I was
always screaming, it was one of the sweetest
thing I had ever had.”
Bankole then said. “What’s the most sensitive
part of your body?”
I then said. “I want you to find out.”
He then stood up and started touching my
toes. He asked. “Is it here?”
I said. “No it’s not.”
He then put his toes in his mouth and sucked
it a bit. It was so sweet and it made me filled
with pa*sion. He then pulled my skirts off and
started licking me from my ankle to my thigh
repeatedly. My head was about to explode, I
couldn’t help but release my body to him to
do what he liked with it. He repeated the
same thing to my on my right leg. He then
grabbed my panties and pulled it off. He drew
me closer and then went down on me, licking
my wetness and sucking my honey pot. I
grabbed his head and tried to hold my voice.
He sucked me softly and tenderly,
overwhelming my entirety with the sweetest
libido.I wanted him inside of me, longing to
feel the nostalgic sweetness that I had so
much desired. He then got up, took off his
trousers and unleashed his manly. At that
point, I had damned all morality and I had
given myself completely to lust. I then said.
“Put that inside of me.”
He then carefully inserted it inside of me and
the lust drive began. It was an adventurous
ride, I wished it lasted the whole day. He
made it more pleasant by taking off my bra
and sucking my Tips while he was still
thrusting inside of me. After about 15
minutes, he then fell his whole body weight
on me, reaching his climax. I was also
satisfied and we both laid down on the bed
for about 30 minutes without saying a thing.
He then said. “Simi, I am so sorry, it was the
alcohol that got the best part of me.”
I said to him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to
worry about that. I enjoyed it.”
We both cleaned up and he left.
We kept on being intimate within the coming
days until I had to put a stop to it. He
became angry and he stopped seeing me. At
that point, I felt very bad and I had regretted
what transpired between Bankole and I. Kunle
started calling me, showing concern about me
but I was too guilty to respond to his text
messages.
After about a month, I started feeling ill and I
missed my monthly period. I was really scared
and very confused. I had to travel down to
Lagos to conduct a test to see if I was
pregnant.
The result came out and it showed I was
pregnant. I tired to call Bankole, but he didn’t
pick my calls. I then knew I was all to myself.
At that time, Kunle was begging me to accept
him back and was willing to move in back
with me.
When I got back to Ogbomoso, Kunle came
around with his stuffs. He said. “Simi, I
realized I was wrong and too conservative. I
can’t live this life without you. Please what
ever you are planing to do, don’t leave me.”
I started crying, he held me tight with an
embrace. I didnt know how to tell him. He
then kissed me and kept on kissing me. I had
no other option than to kiss him back. I then
listened to my inner voice that said. “Use this
opportunity.”
To Be Continued…

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Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 3

Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 3

Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
I didn’t really have friends, my whole world
was built around Kunle. But Bankole’s
company helped to bridge up the loneliness I
felt since Kunle decided to go mute. 2 weeks
had pa*sed since Kunle moved out to
Bankole’s place. Kunle then sent me a text
stating. “Simi, I strongly suggest we both seek
the face of the Lord again regarding us. We
were going through the wrong path. I hope
you understand.”
I didn’t reply his text, I just ignored it. I had
become fond of Bankole and waited everyday
for his visit. One Thursday, he came with a
bottle of wine. It was chilled and it seemed to
be alcoholic. I had never tasted alcoholic wine
before. Bankole was a moderate believer, he
wasn’t to conservative like Kunle was. He was
more flexible and I was really feeling him, he
always come up with surprises and little
adventures.
We both drank and talked about our pasts.
We both realized we had similar pasts only
that Bankole’s was more daring. I started to
feel drowsy and light. He then asked me.
“What do you miss most in your former life?”
I then answered. “The feeling of a guy inside
of me.” It was as if I wasn’t in control of my
utterances. I asked him. “What do you miss
most?”
He said. “The smell of v***na and the taste of
it.”
I then said. “Oh my, I forgot about that, I had
that only twice, I couldn’t control myself I was
always screaming, it was one of the sweetest
thing I had ever had.”
Bankole then said. “What’s the most sensitive
part of your body?”
I then said. “I want you to find out.”
He then stood up and started touching my
toes. He asked. “Is it here?”
I said. “No it’s not.”
He then put his toes in his mouth and sucked
it a bit. It was so sweet and it made me filled
with pa*sion. He then pulled my skirts off and
started licking me from my ankle to my thigh
repeatedly. My head was about to explode, I
couldn’t help but release my body to him to
do what he liked with it. He repeated the
same thing to my on my right leg. He then
grabbed my panties and pulled it off. He drew
me closer and then went down on me, licking
my wetness and sucking my honey pot. I
grabbed his head and tried to hold my voice.
He sucked me softly and tenderly,
overwhelming my entirety with the sweetest
libido.I wanted him inside of me, longing to
feel the nostalgic sweetness that I had so
much desired. He then got up, took off his
trousers and unleashed his manly. At that
point, I had damned all morality and I had
given myself completely to lust. I then said.
“Put that inside of me.”
He then carefully inserted it inside of me and
the lust drive began. It was an adventurous
ride, I wished it lasted the whole day. He
made it more pleasant by taking off my bra
and sucking my Tips while he was still
thrusting inside of me. After about 15
minutes, he then fell his whole body weight
on me, reaching his climax. I was also
satisfied and we both laid down on the bed
for about 30 minutes without saying a thing.
He then said. “Simi, I am so sorry, it was the
alcohol that got the best part of me.”
I said to him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to
worry about that. I enjoyed it.”
We both cleaned up and he left.
We kept on being intimate within the coming
days until I had to put a stop to it. He
became angry and he stopped seeing me. At
that point, I felt very bad and I had regretted
what transpired between Bankole and I. Kunle
started calling me, showing concern about me
but I was too guilty to respond to his text
messages.
After about a month, I started feeling ill and I
missed my monthly period. I was really scared
and very confused. I had to travel down to
Lagos to conduct a test to see if I was
pregnant.
The result came out and it showed I was
pregnant. I tired to call Bankole, but he didn’t
pick my calls. I then knew I was all to myself.
At that time, Kunle was begging me to accept
him back and was willing to move in back
with me.
When I got back to Ogbomoso, Kunle came
around with his stuffs. He said. “Simi, I
realized I was wrong and too conservative. I
can’t live this life without you. Please what
ever you are planing to do, don’t leave me.”
I started crying, he held me tight with an
embrace. I didnt know how to tell him. He
then kissed me and kept on kissing me. I had
no other option than to kiss him back. I then
listened to my inner voice that said. “Use this
opportunity.”
To Be Continued…

Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 3

Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
I didn’t really have friends, my whole world
was built around Kunle. But Bankole’s
company helped to bridge up the loneliness I
felt since Kunle decided to go mute. 2 weeks
had pa*sed since Kunle moved out to
Bankole’s place. Kunle then sent me a text
stating. “Simi, I strongly suggest we both seek
the face of the Lord again regarding us. We
were going through the wrong path. I hope
you understand.”
I didn’t reply his text, I just ignored it. I had
become fond of Bankole and waited everyday
for his visit. One Thursday, he came with a
bottle of wine. It was chilled and it seemed to
be alcoholic. I had never tasted alcoholic wine
before. Bankole was a moderate believer, he
wasn’t to conservative like Kunle was. He was
more flexible and I was really feeling him, he
always come up with surprises and little
adventures.
We both drank and talked about our pasts.
We both realized we had similar pasts only
that Bankole’s was more daring. I started to
feel drowsy and light. He then asked me.
“What do you miss most in your former life?”
I then answered. “The feeling of a guy inside
of me.” It was as if I wasn’t in control of my
utterances. I asked him. “What do you miss
most?”
He said. “The smell of v***na and the taste of
it.”
I then said. “Oh my, I forgot about that, I had
that only twice, I couldn’t control myself I was
always screaming, it was one of the sweetest
thing I had ever had.”
Bankole then said. “What’s the most sensitive
part of your body?”
I then said. “I want you to find out.”
He then stood up and started touching my
toes. He asked. “Is it here?”
I said. “No it’s not.”
He then put his toes in his mouth and sucked
it a bit. It was so sweet and it made me filled
with pa*sion. He then pulled my skirts off and
started licking me from my ankle to my thigh
repeatedly. My head was about to explode, I
couldn’t help but release my body to him to
do what he liked with it. He repeated the
same thing to my on my right leg. He then
grabbed my panties and pulled it off. He drew
me closer and then went down on me, licking
my wetness and sucking my honey pot. I
grabbed his head and tried to hold my voice.
He sucked me softly and tenderly,
overwhelming my entirety with the sweetest
libido.I wanted him inside of me, longing to
feel the nostalgic sweetness that I had so
much desired. He then got up, took off his
trousers and unleashed his manly. At that
point, I had damned all morality and I had
given myself completely to lust. I then said.
“Put that inside of me.”
He then carefully inserted it inside of me and
the lust drive began. It was an adventurous
ride, I wished it lasted the whole day. He
made it more pleasant by taking off my bra
and sucking my Tips while he was still
thrusting inside of me. After about 15
minutes, he then fell his whole body weight
on me, reaching his climax. I was also
satisfied and we both laid down on the bed
for about 30 minutes without saying a thing.
He then said. “Simi, I am so sorry, it was the
alcohol that got the best part of me.”
I said to him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to
worry about that. I enjoyed it.”
We both cleaned up and he left.
We kept on being intimate within the coming
days until I had to put a stop to it. He
became angry and he stopped seeing me. At
that point, I felt very bad and I had regretted
what transpired between Bankole and I. Kunle
started calling me, showing concern about me
but I was too guilty to respond to his text
messages.
After about a month, I started feeling ill and I
missed my monthly period. I was really scared
and very confused. I had to travel down to
Lagos to conduct a test to see if I was
pregnant.
The result came out and it showed I was
pregnant. I tired to call Bankole, but he didn’t
pick my calls. I then knew I was all to myself.
At that time, Kunle was begging me to accept
him back and was willing to move in back
with me.
When I got back to Ogbomoso, Kunle came
around with his stuffs. He said. “Simi, I
realized I was wrong and too conservative. I
can’t live this life without you. Please what
ever you are planing to do, don’t leave me.”
I started crying, he held me tight with an
embrace. I didnt know how to tell him. He
then kissed me and kept on kissing me. I had
no other option than to kiss him back. I then
listened to my inner voice that said. “Use this
opportunity.”
To Be Continued…

Forgive Me Lord (18+) Part 3

Asides a*suring me that Kunle was
going through a phase and needed time, he
made sure I never had a dull moment.
I didn’t really have friends, my whole world
was built around Kunle. But Bankole’s
company helped to bridge up the loneliness I
felt since Kunle decided to go mute. 2 weeks
had pa*sed since Kunle moved out to
Bankole’s place. Kunle then sent me a text
stating. “Simi, I strongly suggest we both seek
the face of the Lord again regarding us. We
were going through the wrong path. I hope
you understand.”
I didn’t reply his text, I just ignored it. I had
become fond of Bankole and waited everyday
for his visit. One Thursday, he came with a
bottle of wine. It was chilled and it seemed to
be alcoholic. I had never tasted alcoholic wine
before. Bankole was a moderate believer, he
wasn’t to conservative like Kunle was. He was
more flexible and I was really feeling him, he
always come up with surprises and little
adventures.
We both drank and talked about our pasts.
We both realized we had similar pasts only
that Bankole’s was more daring. I started to
feel drowsy and light. He then asked me.
“What do you miss most in your former life?”
I then answered. “The feeling of a guy inside
of me.” It was as if I wasn’t in control of my
utterances. I asked him. “What do you miss
most?”
He said. “The smell of v***na and the taste of
it.”
I then said. “Oh my, I forgot about that, I had
that only twice, I couldn’t control myself I was
always screaming, it was one of the sweetest
thing I had ever had.”
Bankole then said. “What’s the most sensitive
part of your body?”
I then said. “I want you to find out.”
He then stood up and started touching my
toes. He asked. “Is it here?”
I said. “No it’s not.”
He then put his toes in his mouth and sucked
it a bit. It was so sweet and it made me filled
with pa*sion. He then pulled my skirts off and
started licking me from my ankle to my thigh
repeatedly. My head was about to explode, I
couldn’t help but release my body to him to
do what he liked with it. He repeated the
same thing to my on my right leg. He then
grabbed my panties and pulled it off. He drew
me closer and then went down on me, licking
my wetness and sucking my honey pot. I
grabbed his head and tried to hold my voice.
He sucked me softly and tenderly,
overwhelming my entirety with the sweetest
libido.I wanted him inside of me, longing to
feel the nostalgic sweetness that I had so
much desired. He then got up, took off his
trousers and unleashed his manly. At that
point, I had damned all morality and I had
given myself completely to lust. I then said.
“Put that inside of me.”
He then carefully inserted it inside of me and
the lust drive began. It was an adventurous
ride, I wished it lasted the whole day. He
made it more pleasant by taking off my bra
and sucking my Tips while he was still
thrusting inside of me. After about 15
minutes, he then fell his whole body weight
on me, reaching his climax. I was also
satisfied and we both laid down on the bed
for about 30 minutes without saying a thing.
He then said. “Simi, I am so sorry, it was the
alcohol that got the best part of me.”
I said to him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to
worry about that. I enjoyed it.”
We both cleaned up and he left.
We kept on being intimate within the coming
days until I had to put a stop to it. He
became angry and he stopped seeing me. At
that point, I felt very bad and I had regretted
what transpired between Bankole and I. Kunle
started calling me, showing concern about me
but I was too guilty to respond to his text
messages.
After about a month, I started feeling ill and I
missed my monthly period. I was really scared
and very confused. I had to travel down to
Lagos to conduct a test to see if I was
pregnant.
The result came out and it showed I was
pregnant. I tired to call Bankole, but he didn’t
pick my calls. I then knew I was all to myself.
At that time, Kunle was begging me to accept
him back and was willing to move in back
with me.
When I got back to Ogbomoso, Kunle came
around with his stuffs. He said. “Simi, I
realized I was wrong and too conservative. I
can’t live this life without you. Please what
ever you are planing to do, don’t leave me.”
I started crying, he held me tight with an
embrace. I didnt know how to tell him. He
then kissed me and kept on kissing me. I had
no other option than to kiss him back. I then
listened to my inner voice that said. “Use this
opportunity.”
To Be Continued…

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