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She smiled this almost mischievous grin and told me “Oh, I know a lot more than that.”



Without much hesitation she quickly said: “Would you like to see a woman cum again?”



My head was spinning trying to process all this new information that was being thrown at me. The wine! It must be the wine. It must be having a big effect on me and my guest.



Both of my inner and outside heads were thinking at the same time, and the large one was having a hard time keeping up with the outerl one.



“Tinu," I replied, “You’re my wife’s sister, you’re already engaged and we are actually still family."



She looked at me with a disappointed face and replied, “You don’t find me attractive, Mike?”



I was shocked. She was becoming very daring. The 'uncle' title had gone and she was very brash. I tried to remain cool and to smile reassuringly.



My facial expression must have answered the question about whether she was attractive or not because she quickly followed up with, “Then, what’s the problem?”



I thought fast for any answer I could find. “Tinu, I just think it would make things real uncomfortable for us, now and in the future, "She looked at me with those soft eyes and said, “I’m not asking you to bang me. We both get ourselves off anyway. What’s wrong with doing it together?”



I thought about this for a second, then before I could respond she added: “How about I start and if you feel like joining in you can, if you start to feel uncomfortable, you tell me to stop, "Once again I thought about it, taking probably longer than she would like, then replied “ Ok, but I still think this is a bad idea, "



Tinu took another long drink of wine from her glass, then leaned back on the sofa. Her eyes were glued to mine, but her hands were visibly gearing to move into action. Before I could ask her if she was sure this is what she wanted, she reached down to her jeans and unbuttoned them. Without taking her eyes off mine, she slowly slid the zipper down all the way and open them up. I could see the top of black lace panties peeking out above the jeans.



She slid one hand inside her jeans and I could tell exactly when they touched her pussy. Her head jerked back, just a bit from the electricity of the touch. By now, my cock was already harder then it had been in years, begging to be released. But I just was not sure yet, what to do. Tinu then lifted her hips from the sofa and with a gentle tug, pulled her jeans down her legs. It was as if someone had knocked the wind out of me. I was having a hard time breathing and I know I was trembling. There sat this beautiful young woman in a pair of sexy black lace panties slowly rubbing herself through the thin, sheer fabric.



“Does, this excite you Mike?”



I nodded without hesitation.



“Then why don’t you do something about it?” she asked.



I shrugged and mumbled something incoherently.



“Well then, maybe you need a little more visual stimulation”, she added. With that she reached down and slowly pulled her panties down to meet her jeans. She leaned back and opened her legs to show me the best sight I had seen in many long years.



Her pussy had small lips that were puffy and a deep pink in color. Even from where I was sitting, I could see the dampness between them. She extended one finger from her right hand, placed it on her swollen clit and began to move in small but quick circles. Her breathing was becoming shallow and I could see her face getting a bit flushed.



A few more seconds passed and she asked me in a soft, deep voice, “If you’re going to cum with me, you better get started, because I am not going to last long the first time, "The first time, I thought?

Very unsure of myself, I moved my hand down to my jeans. At that point she gave me a smile. Not just any smile. One that told me this would be alright. I open my trousers then with one motion, pulled them down along with my boxers. My cock was rock hard and standing at attention.





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A Strange Love


Kweensheba


(C) 2023

Cover picture: courtesy Pixel


After losing his wife during child birth, Mike never remained the same. It took him time to get over it and to fall in love again. His action was a misfit as the strange love he had was what the conservative society disapproves.

Caution: This story contains graphic sexual details.




Chapter One

I was a workaholic. At twenty-six, I threw myself into work and barely had time for social activities. Some of my friends were starting serious relationship, but I wasn't ready. I taught at a modest private secondary school as English language and Literature teacher. With what I saved, I started a coaching center. Again, I stepped up the ladder by starting a junior secondary school in a rented apartment. It was a very competitive market but I was ready to brave the odds.

I met Deola when I was thirty. She was twenty-six and I felt she had what I desired in a woman as a life partner. We started courtship and two years later got married. With Deola, I discovered what true love. She was not only loving, she was also supportive. Our sexual life was also vibrant and great. In no time, she got pregnant. I was excited and looked forward to becoming a father. Within me, I promised to be a perfect husband and a wonderful father. On the day of delivery, I took her to a good private hospital around where we lived at Ota.

We had bought many things that the baby would need and I earnestly looked forward to being a father. It was with utmost shock when the doctor said she died right in the delivery room. Not only that, the baby too was still born. It was as if the end of the world had come for me. I was in shock and great sadness.

I withdrew to my shell. If not for my school and passion of teaching, I could suffered more. It was my passion for work that kept me going. I rededicated my service to the work and moved on. It was now about two years since Deola had passed away. I had to chart a new life, didn't I? Strangely, I was yet to find any lady good enough to replace her. Worse still, I was not in a hurry to do so.
My beautiful sister-in-law, Tinu, was twenty-four and from what I could see, was engaged. She called me one evening as I realaxed in the sitting room of my two-bedroom apartment. Tinu was the only sibling that Deola had. Deola had explained that the reason for the gap of many years between herself and her sister was the long delay in conception their mother experienced. Despite the age gap, I could see a good bond between them when Deola was alive.

"Hello, Uncle Mike," Tinu began. She has always refrerred to me as 'Uncle Mike's. "So, how are we preparing for your fortieth birthday?"

I grunted. It was true that in some days' time, I would clock thirty-five. I was pleasantly surprised that Tinu would even remember that!

“Nothing” I told her as I grinned to myself.



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