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MY LANDLADY, HER DAUGHTERS AND A TENANT PART 1
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I live in a compound of 5 tenants minus the
landlord and his family. My landlady is an
Ikwerre woman, a voluptious average bodied
woman with a nice set of racks. She has 1 boy
and 3 girls. All are grown. This woman seem to
be the heart of our problem in the compound.
Her husband is
a cool man who overlooks simple things but
this woman will fight for everything to make
sure everyone understands that it is her
compound. Everything…..water, parking space,
light bill, etc. I never really found myself in such
a situation with her cos I always tried to keep
to
myself. And she’s got pretty daughters that
benefitted generously of her body type but I do
not talk to them other than the regular
greetings. Though I know that they like greeting
me afterall i’m a young guy living in their
compound but I seem not to want to be chatty
with them. I like two of the daughters especially
the eldest who’s a couple of years older than I
am, then the last daughter as well. I know they
like me too cos I’ve seen their glances and the
way they linger around when they greet me or
come to my house for something, hoping we
might strike a conversation.
One day, I parked my car in the landlady’s
parking spot and travelled cos it came up
suddenly. I was away for 5 days before I went
back home. I just got back that afternoon and
met an empty and quiet compound. I put on the
tv, took off my clothes and was about to hit the
shower when a knock on the door redirected
my
route. I opened it and saw the least person I
expected to see…… (you guessed right), my
landlady. She wore a blue blouse and a
wrapper
around her waist. Surprised, greeted her
and she greeted me back and asked simply
“why did you park your car in my space when
you knew you were travelling?” I told her that I
was sorry and that the journey came up
abruptly, and that I was in such a rush to even
think. I could see that she was furious and I
added more soothingly that I’d move it right
away. She seemed satisfied with my apology
and smiled, then asked me how my trip was
and she hope I brought something back. I told
her that the trip was fine and that I did (even
though I didn’t have anyone in mind when I
bought the fruits and other stuff i came back
with). I invited her in and headed straight to the
kitchen while she waited in the sitting room. I
had just come back with some of the items in
my hand when she smiled and said “you boys
and bad bad films. See the kain film you dey
watch”. I turned and stared at the tv, they were
showing an er0tic scene explicitly. I smiled and
apologized, then walked towards the tv to turn
it
off when she said “are you a kid? you can
watch anything you want”. I obliged her and
replied “yes. but I no wan make konji hold me
later”. She laughed and asked me how it could
be when I have a lot of girlfriends. Then went
on “e be like say you sabi, i dey hear them dey
shout sometimes”. I couldn’t believe what is
happening. I
couldn’t believe that I am having this
conversation with this woman. She’s hitting on
me.
As the thoughts crossed my mind, I felt my
junior stir and woke up from his slumber as if
he was commanded “Arise little one”. Mind you
he’s not little in any way. She noticed it and
smiled, then said “I knew from the way you dey
f**k those girls, you carry big pr1ck”. Bearing
the encouragement no more, Junior arose in his
might and in anger so that all who saw him
might tremble in fear. I simply stood there
contemplating on what to do when my landlady
sighed, looked at me and sat down on my
couch. ‘This is it’ I thought to myself. Then
amazing myself, with my d**k pointing forward
like a compass,…….no, more like a general
leading his army to war, my feet moved of it’s
own accord until I am standing in front of my
landlady looking a bit smug and dumb(you can
imagine the combination naa). With her eyes
fixed hungrily on the bulge, she simply put her
hand on my waist and tugged at my towel, it
came off freely and behold how my Joystick
sprang out. If it were the Olympic Joystick long
jump, it would have made an ace.
Anyway, it was there in front of her and she
stared at it in disbelief, but with so much greed
in her eyes that i thought she would chew it off
with one bite. I prayed in my mind at that
moment that she doesn’t know what a hot dog
looks like before she mistook junior as one.
Then she grabbed it in her hands and rubbed it,
then she squeezed it a bit harder and the
Joystick thickened. She kept rubbing it without
putting it in her mouth, then I figured maybe
she’s not a Joystick sucker. I took her hand
away and turned slowly and walked towards
the room, stopping at the door to look back at
her and smile. She got up suddenly and
followed me, when she opened the curtain, i
was nowhere. She was about looking around
when I grabbed her breasts from behind,
squeezed it hard and pushed her on the bed.
As she fell, I reached for her wrapper and pulled
it off. I was dumbfounded. She’s got big round
buttocks. I was in no way patient and i reached
for her, threw open her legs and sent a finger
on a quest to locate the clit. The thumb did
while the others slid into her wharf. How
slimmy and wet she was. I rubbed on her
p*sshy some more and she moaned softly, with
the other free hand I found her breasts and
squeezed hard. It’s swollen already, i caressed
the Tip and it hardened. I took one in my mouth
and stroked the other Tip gently and she jerked
her hips in response. She moaned her pleasure.
By now, she was very wet and my Joystick is
hard and throbbing. I pulled my hand away and
slid in my thick throbbing Joystick. We both felt
the sweet sensation as my Joystick filled her
p*sshy. I looked at her and couldn’t believe
it….Jeez! I’m f**king my landlady. (She looked
pretty getting f**ked. Maybe she is pretty.
Maybe her attitude made me see her as an ugly
wicked woman). I went at it, first taking her
slow. Then slowly increasing y pace, I went
hard, f**king her like a minx, pounding her hard
like fufu. She threw her legs apart and I went
deeper. As I hit her like jackpot, her wetness
made slurping sounds pleasurable to the ears.
Her p*sshy is so sweet and juicy.
I put my lip on the unsucked Bosom and
sucked away….what a merriment. Her blouse
seemed to always come down to interrupt me
so i took a moment to take it off. Now as i
gaze down, i’m being gazed up at by a pair of
beautiful racks. She has such an incredible
body. I thrust harder and faster and she held
me with strong arms….oh! and is she strong? I
was not deterred, I kept on thrusting deeper
and harder while she made her ‘uuugh’s and
aaaargh’s’. She reached her hand down my
back and grabbed my buttocks and squeezed
them. My Joystick hardened and she must
have felt it cos she suddenly widened her eyes
and looked at me while her mouth opened but
no words came out. I increased my pace,
watching her breasts bounce on her chest in
response to my movements, then she wrapped
her legs around my waist. I f**ked her harder
and as i slammed into her, her breasts heaved
east to west, sometimes to north and south.
Then it occurred to me that her pretty buttocks
is not being appreciated.
I pulled off, she tried to pull me back on but i
declined. She moaned her displeasure, I turned
her over. She complied and knelt, i dug in from
behind. Her p*sshy embraced my Joystick in a
welcoming gesture. I immediately started
thrusting hard. she moved her waist back to
meet my thrusts, i felt challenged so i applied
more energy to the waist, bent my knee and
started thrusting deeper and higher.

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UNDERNEATH THE HIJAB PART 1
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I’m a big fan of women that are taboo.
They represent a conquest,
a challenge, an accomplishment that you
can secretly smile to
yourself about.
There’s something exciting about pretty
girls who wear (long)
hijabs. They give you only a glimpse of
their beauty leaving your
mind to wonder what lies beneath the
surface. Sometimes beneath
the luster of the silky fabric, you can see
the outline of enormous
breasts. That drives me over the edge and I
start to fantasize
about what it would be like to experience
them in bed.
The first girlfriend I had during my
undergraduate days was one of
them. Nobody thought I would succeed
with her. Her name was
Zainab and she was a devout muslim. I
mean she didn’t shake
hands with boys, she never showed her
hair and she never missed
her fasting and prayers. We took some
classes together and
occasionally, we worked on some
assignments together. I was
friends with her for two years before I
actually let her know how I
felt about her. She was one person I
thought I would be last with
all the way to the end. She had grown
comfortable with me and we
had become inseparable on campus. We
never had any time alone
together because we both lived with our
parents at the time.
However I had an office as a student since
I worked part time. One
Saturday, we found ourselves in the office.
Alone. Together. For
the first time. It was like being 13 again.
I knew she had never been with a man
before or even had a
boyfriend. She had never been kissed or
touched or held before.
Completely innocent. We were sitting in the
office working on a
programming assignment together. When
we were done, we
starting talking about her innocence and
why she had chosen to
live the way she did. Before long I was able
to convince her that
she wouldn’t burst into flames if I held her
hand. It took some
patience on my part but eventually she
became comfortable
holding me. My hands moved to her thighs
and with some
resistance, she starting asking what I was
doing. I told her to relax
and I reassured her that I would be gentle.
I caressed her thighs
gently, running my hands over the tights
she had beneath her outer
garment. She felt so good and considering
that it was my first time
with her, I reveled in the moment. I could
tell that she enjoyed it
even though she kept telling me to stop.
As I loosened up her
garment, I caught my first glimpse of what
her bre.asts looked like.
They were big but not huge. A small D I
think. My hands wandered
from her thighs to cup them but she was
having none of it. She
covered them across with her left hand still
asking what I was
doing. And once again I had to reassure
her that if she didn’t like it
after I started, I would stop instantly. She
resisted but eventually I
had my palm on her top, gently caressing
one of her breasts. It
was an amazing feel. “Who’s teaching you
all this?”, she asked as
I leaned in to kiss the little cleavage she
had exposed. I could
sense that her words were slurred because
of what she was
experiencing. My hands wandered through
the open part of her
low cut top to feel her actual Bosom. Skin-
to-skin. I enjoyed
playing “find the Tip” with her Bosom as I
searched frantically
for what seemed like forever inside her bra.
I raised her top
eventually, enough to access her bra. And
without taking it off
completely, I had both breasts out. They
were much lighter in
complexion than her face and the sight of
them was entrancing.
Soon I was gently suckling them and I
could feel her hands on my
hair, caressing my head as I sucked, licked
and kissed her
Tips. I tried in vain to stuff as much of her
breasts as I could
into my mouth but they were too big.
“Where did you learn this?”,
she asked again. “You’re a bad boy.” This
time, she had no
resistance left. I took my time to explore
her bre.asts with my
fingers and my tongue. They kept me busy
for ages and as my
erection grew harder and harder, I could
feel pre-Pour leaking onto
my boxers. I didn’t want anything more. I
wanted her to be
comfortable first before we went any
further. Soon she was
directing me. Lick the other one. Come
back to this one. In my
mind, conquering Rome wouldn’t have been
as satisfying. I had
broken down the first barrier. And they said
I wouldn’t succeed. I
wish they could see me now.

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MY I.T SEXCAPADES PART 1
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”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry
and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one
thing is for sure! I was going to get punished.
The type of punishment only a randy boss
gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy
against my wish. I have been going through
this punishment for five days now. Am not
finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t
but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok
madam I replied as I carried myself and walked
down to the extreme block where her office is
located. A times, I wonder if she was the one
that choose that particular office so she could
carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows
being raised.
Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was
engrossed on her laptop screen as she always
does. “come over here” she said without raising
her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top
buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing
a handful view of her plump ebony bosom
which always catch my lustful attention. I
stared at it as I could make out a clear view of
her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies
tenderly.
“Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you
should do” she said still not looking up.
From previous punishments I knew what to do.
She has asked me to go under the table and
lick her panties with an expressionless face on
the first day of the punishment. Though it came
to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not
so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I
heard well I had answered eh? on which I
received a very dirty annoying look from her as
she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait
anymore as I shivered under the table and
dived into her skirt that was raised up to her
thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out
the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind
and started licking her blue lacy panties that
matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh
was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and
massively plump.
As I give the panties some partial hungry
strokes I realised they were soaked and I
continued savoring the haven. What can I do?
For about five minutes I was just licking the
panties afraid to advance further by pushing
them aside and licking the main stuff. All this
while she never reacted, all she did was to
continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the
keys being punched probably with an
expressionless face.
“young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the
goodie and eat” I heard her say.
That was all the encouragement I needed as I
used my teeth to tug the panties by the side
and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs
spread wider probably to give me more room
for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still
obstructing my ministration so I just used my
finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool.
The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered.
Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I
tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was
beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking
her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I
struggle for breath. By now my boxers have
soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and
probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that
gory hole drove me mad and I started humping
with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan
above the table. I knew I was serving my
punishment well.
All this while I have avoided licking the clit that
have stuck out save for my nose that keeps
rubbing against it.
“Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little
command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I
was not going to listen to her so I continued
teasing her until she pressed her massive
thighs together with my head in between. I was
locked out of the world for some seconds as I
tried to breath, see and hear at the same time.
As soon as she releases her grip on my head
she said
“Tease me and die”
that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I
felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl
around the hood and finally plunged my lips
into the tiny button. That was all it took for her
to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued
licking away till she pushed my head away. As I
stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your
face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an
expressionless face and I collected it. After
wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next
command. you can now go” she said to me and
I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the
washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to
open the door she called out “young man”
“ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said
pointing to the tent that have formed on my
trousers.
“Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and
bow. All that was five days ago and now am
about to repeat the same thing and go off
without any treatment to my hurting lash-pole.
The whole story started like this. I have been
placed to my place of industrial training and for
some weeks now I have been trying to blend
into the system here. Back in school we did
more of theory but here is where the practical
thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola
have been really good to me as she really
encouraged and assisted me over this two
weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion
and have really helped me know why am here. I
saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy.
Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth
like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of
curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught
myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke
myself for having such about such a good
woman, a married one at that.
I always tell her that I get bored whenever am
not at work which makes me stay at work till
7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to
ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be
bored as I don’t have any friends around yet.
She have pitied me and asked me to work on
the assignment she gave to me so I can keep
busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed
she beamed a smile.
“Well if you don’t mind you can come and join
my family tomorrow. We are going for a family
outing at wonderland.”
“Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into
the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy
that I was not going to experience another
boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved
weekend so much suddenly wished that I can
go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the
boredom.
I live in a one room apartment which I rented
for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was
filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with
them and the girls around here were way uglier
than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in
UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep
plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear
going after these girls. They are black! Ugly,
assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks
the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting
or typing stories and making sketches for my
supervisor so you can see why I was so happy
at that invitation.
Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get
prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me
that have prepare since 11) She laughed and
said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so
from there they can pick me up and drive to
Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to
get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet
up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from
Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for
my madam and her family. The time seems to
be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast
forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out
so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the
midst of my thought I never realised when a
Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I
heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop
in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the
steering. She motioned me to enter into the
back seat and what my eyes saw was so
‘wooooooooooow’.

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