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I can't understand why my last post is not showing up from yesterday, yet I see where there are ringtone floods? I guess I will have to ask webmaster ayashi what's up again...
Yeah vdub...Bad Boy and I speak the truth on that West Indian parade tip...you will NOT be sorry. Man, I have SOOO many accounts from my visits there over the years, there are too many to name. I feel confident that the women go out there to get mounted, yo....the kind of revealing clothes that they are wearing in the middle of a thick crowd like that. While on that W.I parade subject, one funny account does come to mind though, where I was CAUGHT...LOL...but ya boy flipped da script...check it out.......
The parade year was '98. I had not gone to Jouvert that year (for Jouvert reference, check Bad Boy's explanation in a previous post) as I was working nights and weekends at the time. Nevertheless, I was off that Monday..(parade day) so i knew I would make up for it. My boss asked me if I wanted to work O.T during the day Monday.....and I gave that fool the same look that Dracula would give you if you asked him to quit drinking blood...LOL...IN OTHER WORDS...ERR......NO!!!!!!!!!
I had gone to the parade in previous years...but with family and friends. Naturally, I could not get in chikan mode with them present...even though I saw so many opportunities. Therefore, I decided that I was going there solo that year.
I got there nice and early as, this time, I was on my own schedule. I mean so early, the mayor and candidates had not even did the opening walk yet. This is about 10am...and ALREADY...the barricades were packed. I was in ASS HEAVEN...and the prospect of KNOWING that the day was going to be a success made me throb with excitement!
Just for starters, I went to the nearest barricade. I was already in the third row of standing people, so I could not get a good look at any women leaning on the barricade itself yet. I stood there for a bit..and was just about to leave, when some kids made their way from the front to exit, causing the parting in the crowd I needed. I saw a ebony delight with a small waist and a CRAZY onion, leaning over the barricade. Just as I was making my way towards her, this other chikan, having been awestruck by the onion as well obviously, tried to block my path to get to her first! But..nah...Shadow ain't goin' out like dat! So, as he approached from my right, all I did was a simple move.....as he stepped forward, I tugged on the right side of his jacket..giving him the impression that someone was trying to pick his pocket. He took the bait, turned around, I slid from the left..by the time he turned back, I WAS ALREADY ON THE BUBBLE!! Heh heh. I gave him a knowing glance, and we nodded heads at each other, before he left. That chikan was a good sport....especially as he knew there were LITERALLY millions of other asses, and the parade had not even officially started yet.
So...there I am, giving her the usual hand test...dick rub test...both no reaction. I could see the first float in the distance now, so there was a crowd forming behind me. I adjusted my dick (under the pretense of reaching for my cellphone as usual) and eased up harder on her ass, easing my dick in her crack. She still remained bent over, not one glance back. The float was at a standstill down there, as the performimg artists were entertaining that area of people. I started to get bolder and bolder...thrusting back and forth...even resting my hand on her lower back...all unnoticed as everyone is looking for the float to start moving towards us. She then started to move with my thrusts, moving her hips in a slight, subtle circular motion. I looked to the sky and thanked the Chikan God for the grace of my positioning!! I LOVE when girls give back GENTLY, almost to remain unnoticed themselves...that sh-t drives me nuts.
Well, I was in a groove (LITERALLY) by this time..and was (YES I KNOW THIS SOUNDS DUMB) ALMOST contemplating spending the whole parade time there....when...I turned to my right.....and....ummmm...there was this dude standing with two drinks in his hands, looking at me. Now, the crowd was so thick, I don't think he saw my gyrations...however, based on where I was positioned...ANY MAN, CHIKAN OR NOT, can conclude that my dick HAD TO be buried in that woman's ass. I turned away..but a few seconds looked back at him. He then says to me "Err...can I get back in with my girl, playa?" All chikans know...THIS IS NOT GOOD...therefore I had to think of something...AND FAST! So, as ridiculous as this sounds, I said "sure, dawg"..and as I was moving, I tapped the girl on her back and said "it was nice meeting you"...but left quick enough before she could turn around. While I was walking away, I thought to myself "that triflin' trick tried to get me hemmed up!" She obviously knew that her man could have been back at any min. However, by doing what I did, ya boy Shadow flipped the script on her. You see, by doing what I did, I set the stage for HER to have to explain WHY I was mounting her ass like that. Even if she was to play dumb, I left the guy with the reassurance that I knew her, by doing what I did. Regardless of her explanation, he will be not be convinced that she did not know me, therefore he would see the reasoning as to why she let me ride her like that....which would lead him to think that she allowed me to run game on her etc etc. HA!! I probably broke up a happy home based on my own selfish chikan benefit...LOL!! We are unique in our techniques....
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