Erotic Zone

Hello guys because I’m sexy, sweetie, creamy and above all beautiful that’s why my friends call me Honey. I want to officially welcome you to the first edition of Erotic Zone.  Enjoy my true life story as you read along. 

 I’ll say honey is a very happy, friendly person that gets along easily with people. Some weeks back, one of my female friends invited me to Iyanya's Album Launch Event where you can find the biggest boys and girls in Lagos. She hinted that I have to get myself a white outfit and as a happening babe, I quickly sourced for the fund and the fashion slut in me- guess what I bought? I dressed to kill in a catchy white slit, micro-mini skirt matched with a silky bishop collar top and for footwear, I chose a deadly black Zara high heel. 

Came the D-day and my friend was on hand to pick me, arriving in a sexy red X5 jeep.  Trust me guys, immediately I stepped out of the SUV, I became an instant celebrity, you know I was bombarded with flashlights by photographers. After 5mins on the red carpet, we entered the hall. Peeps, you needed to see the classy collection of beautiful ladies and handsome guys.

I know you’re wondering where Miss Sexy is heading. Well, came the time to hit the dance floor and I stepped on to the floor. There was this guy behind me, who had had his eyes fixed on me while I swung my hips seductively to the beats from the spinning wheels of DJ jimmy Jatt. Suddenly, I felt some masculine hands around my waist which was followed by a soft whisper into my ears, ‘BABE I LOVE WHAT I’M SEEIN’. I looked back and in amazement, there was the face of this well known and successful Nollywood top actor. Tall, dark, slightly built, his name is …never mind.

Star-struck, I was already on fire, smiling at him, I kept on dancing and the next question was, ‘Miss Pretty, are you here with a Guy? I smiled pulled his head closer to my mouth and said, ‘Hell no baby’. So, after an hour’s dance, we stepped out to talk because the noise was too much inside. The walk to his car wasn’t that long, a Honda Accord, the one known in Nigeria as Evil Spirit. As we sat in the car, he asked, ‘Hey, Pretty, can I get to know your name?’ I can’t even remember if I gave him my real name because a lot was going on in my head. One thing led to another and the next thing I felt was his soft tender lips on mine, his hands on my laps, an electrifying sensation ran all over my body.

Guys the kiss was killing, then slowly his lips kept on moving from my lips to my neck, down to my chest where he kissed the fleshy twins. His bite was the best thing I ever felt, his fingers were already performing magic underneath my skirt. i knew at that point all I could say is sweet heart! Ahaaaa!!! You’re killing me pls can, can,can we…………. To be continued