The Mistaken Identity

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    (?This story Contains Strong Language. Suitable for persons 18 years and above.?)


    It had been six months since I last had a female visitor in my house. I always found it awkward to invite my female friends to my single room apartment since there was no much space to host guests and it was not my thing to hangout with female friends in a squeezed room.

    One morning as I was headed to school, I bumped onto a lady on the stairs and she almost fell down the staircase but I quickly grabbed her. She looked me in the eyes and smiled then said Thank you. I waited for her to lift herself off my arm but she was so comfortable hanging in the air being suspended by my right hand and was busy admiring my haircut.

    My fingers were squeezing her right boob since my hand had gone round he back and came back to the front but she did not seem to bother about that. Since I was getting tired, I slowly lifted her up and that was when I saw her cleavage. She was wearing a blue long dress which was tight enough to display her well formed cleavage.

    I was getting late for school so I just smiled back and rushed towards the gate. I did not bother to get her phone number or to ask her name because of the hurry I was in. I had a CAT paper that morning but my mind was fully occupied by the feeling of her boob in my arm, I could not get her off my mind.

    Luckily, the CAT bounced and I began regretting why I never asked her name at least. My friends wanted we go hangout in the arboretum but I needed to hurry back to the apartment and see if the lady was still around.

    “Sorry guys but I have something I need to attend to, I will not be able to join you guys today.” I said to my three buddies.

    I then hurried to the bus stop and took the next bus heading to Thika. When I got my stop, I got off and rushed to my apartment. When I got to the point where I was holding her in my arms, I started smiling as I recalled how she looked at me with her sexy eyes. Coolval stories

    Immediately I finished climbing that stairway, I saw someone washing dishes on the sinks at the far corner of that floor; she was wearing a booty short and a green T-shirt. I decided to go closer and see if she was the lady I was looking for. She had a figure as beautiful as the girl I was with in the morning but she looked a little bit bigger.

    “Hey.” I greeted her so that she could turn and face me.

    When she turned, I saw her beautiful smile and it was exactly the same smile I had seen in the morning.

    “I am sorry I left in a hurry in the morning, I am Haman.” I said smiling.

    “I am Christina, pleasure meeting you Haman.” She replied smiling.

    “I guess you just moved in here?” I asked.

    “Yeah, today is my second day here.” She replied.

    “Oh! Welcome to our humble apartment.” I said charmingly.

    I stayed there with her until she was done washing the dishes then helped her carry them to her room. To my surprise, she had moved in just next to me, she was my next door neighbour. Most of the time I was always in my male friends houses playing Fifa hence I had no idea that there was a new neighbour.

    Christina was so hospitable and social, she invited me in and made some coffee for me. As the coffee was brewing, we got to know about each other more and I got to know her likes and dislikes. After taking my coffee, I did not want to overstay my welcome so I bided her goodbye and went back to my room. I had a classic music system which would vibrate all the walls in the apartment and I also had a TV which I mostly used to watch movies.

    I switched on the TV and connected it to the music system since there was a music show. The vibration in the house soothed me to sleep and I did not know when I fell asleep; I was woken up by a knock on my door. The music show was already over and the station was showing a soap opera. I dragged my feet off the bed and went to open the door; it was my new neighbour, Christina.

    “Hey, I love soaps, can I join you we watch please?” She requested.

    “Yeah, sure, come in.” I said smiling broadly to hide the sleep marks on my face.

    Christina was still wearing the booty short and the green T-shirt; she sat on the bed since I did not have any space to put a seat. My mattress was a spring high density, 16 inches thick; she sat on the head side and I sat opposite her leaning on the wall such that I could watch and at the same time, view her sexy thighs.

    She had thighs which were always arresting my eyes more than the TV did; she noted that I was staring at her thighs but pretended not to have seen. I was not a huge fan of soap operas so I decided to keep myself busy, I got off the bed and began arranging the dirty dishes in a basin so as to go and wash.

    “Do you mind if I wash them for you?” She asked after she saw that I wanted to go and wash them.

    Definitely I could not say no so I let her wash but preferred her doing it inside the house to avoid rumormongers. She got off the bed and bent over beside the basin with the utensils, I could see her gold mine well drawn on her booty short since it was very tight.

    My little man began raising to the occasion since I could see every part between her golden brown thighs. The trouser I was wearing was not buggy enough to hide my little man’s behaviour, Christina turned while I was unaware and the first thing she saw was the sudden elevation of my trouser just below the waist, my little man was pointing at her.

    She knew that I could see everything in between her legs though covered, but she pretended not to have noticed my erection and bent over again to wash the dishes making it more hard for me to stay in the room. I was scared of trying to approach her since I did not know what her reaction would be and I did not want to make a fool out of myself so I just walked out of the room and went to the washrooms…

    Continues in the next Episode.

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    The Mistaken Identity episode 2




    When I came back from the washroom, my little man had calmed down and he was back to his normal size. Christina was already done washing the dishes and she was lying on the bed watching the TV. She looked at me then smiled and said;

    “You look nice in that trouser by the way.”

    I was too shy because I knew what she meant, I sat on the far corner of the bed, leave a huge gap between us. I was a very timid and shy guy, I did not have the guts to look at a girl in the eyes and vibe her or even tell her that I liked her.

    I would only be able to vibe a girl over the phone but face to face I was the most timid guy on earth. Christina was way out of my league, her beauty alone was enough to make me feel intimidated and out of class.

    She would often steal sexy glances at me and she would keep rolling on the bed from one end to another, making it easy for me to get a good look at her boobs since she had no bra on. She was trying to seek my attention but I was too shy and timid to note that Christina was crushing on me.

    Being a lady, she could not tell me direct to my face that she liked me since she feared I would judge her to be a cheap girl. She decided to leave since I was reading her signs but I was too scared to react.
    I later retired to bed but I could not get Christina out of my head. Early in the morning, I woke up, took a jerrycan and sat outside my door facing Christina’s door so that I could see her when she woke up. Three doors after her room, there was a guy who was a close friend of mine.

    Unlike me, he had all the courage in the world to face any girl and convince her to follow him to his house; his name was Edwin Mwaura. He used to make girls scream inside his room and that made him the most popular guy in the apartment.
    Mwaura unlocked his door and saw me seated outside my door so he came over to get me updated on what was new in his world. We used to share a lot like brothers and used to often hangout.

    “Hey man, what’s up?” He greeted me.

    “Hey dude, just busking in the morning sun.” I lied.

    I did not want him to know that I was unable to express myself in front of my new hotcake neighbour who brought herself up to my bed so I had to be careful on what I said to him. He always believed in getting any girl he wanted so for him that would be insubordination.
    He was wearing just a swimming short since he was headed to the washrooms. All his neighbours knew that whenever there was music in his house very early in the morning, there was a lady being crucified on his bed.

    “Sijakwambia bro, jana nimeangukia kadem kameiva vile tu nilitoka class. After kucheza kama mimi all night, nashtukia kananishow ati kanaishi hii ploti.” Mwaura said smiling

    “Whaaat?!! Kanaishi keja gani?” I asked curious.

    “Sijajua bado juu amenishow leo morning after kamorning glory.” He replied laughing his evil laughter.

    “Hehe, wewe ni umeme bro kama unakula hadi neighbour bila kujua.” I said making fun of him.

    The flat had 7 flours of a mixture of single rooms and doubles, there were tenants of all kind. Mwaura had already slept with two girls in the flat that I knew of, and now he had the third one in his room.
    He excused himself and went to the washroom and then went back to his room. I could hear some commotion in his house then he turned up the music and that got me curious.

    I got off the jerrycan I was sitting on and tiptoed to his door. From there I could hear the girl inside the house scream calling out Mwaura’s name; he was deep inside her
    I was in dryspell, the sound of the girl moaning turned me on instantly. I decided to overcome my cowardice and I went to Christiana’s door. I stood there for almost five minutes gaining courage to knock the door as I arranged what to tell her in my head but was in for a disappointment; Christina was not in the house, it was locked.

    I got bored and decided to retire back to my jerrycan; this time round not to wait for Christina to wake up, but to busk in the morning sun. I was enjoying the golden rays of the sun when Mwaura’s door opened again. I was not curious to look up since I thought it was Mwaura but something attracted my attention; I heard a lady’s voice.

    When I looked up, my eyes landed on a white short night dress with no marks of the inner wear lining. Behind the night dress, there was a beautiful cleavage. Two beautiful, outstanding boobs, magnificent hips and golden thighs that any man would desire to lie on. I was curious to know who Mwaura was banging but her head was still inside the house since she was talking to Mwaura.

    Shock befell me when I finally got to see her face; I was left rooted on the spot, my whole body trembling in disbelief.
    The lady in a white night dress from Mwaura’s room was Christina, I recognized her immediately I saw her face. I got so furious, I just got off the jerrycan I was sitting on and went to my room furiously. On my way to the room, she looked at me, smiled then waved at me but I was so pissed off, I did not wave back.

    She went to the washroom and then came back and they continued with their business. I felt so jealous and so angry, I just felt like going to Mwaura’s room and squeeze his balls for sleeping with my crush.
    After a couple of hours, I decided to go out swimming to calm my thoughts because the more I stared in the house, the more I fantasized with what they were doing.

    On my way out, I saw Christina opening her door but she was not wearing the white dress I had seen her with earlier in the morning. When she saw me, she smiled broadly and said;
    “Hey handsome, how was your night?”


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    Daniel Edem
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    seated.. My bae @ladyg show @henrymary @thecomely @blinq @ele1 new story is here

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    senator daniel
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    Carry come

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    Prosper Yeboah
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    Hmmmmmmmm….is Christiana DAT cheap?
    But wait oo,maybe she’s a twin oo or she’s just pretending???
    So why is she acting innocent na???

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    It might not be what you think.
    judge by conscience not by what you see

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