"Bayo, maybe we ... we shouldn't do this," she protested as I continued to hold her tight.


* * *


Now, can you imagine that? Why was she changing her mind? How could she change it at this point? I would be a fool to blindly agree with her. Not in the heat of action such as this. In any case, she was only wavering. I must not allow that to be.

"Madam, do you like me?" I asked firmly but calmly. I knew I had to maintain control of this situation. I needed to be seen by her as being calm and in control.

"Of course, I ... do like you, Bayo; that was why I said those things I said."From her reaction, I could tell she had loved the deep searing kiss but she was still trying to maintain her sense of right and wrong at the same time.

She, a fifty-one year old woman; me a thirty year old guy.

"I don’t like you,” I said emphatically. “I love you, Madam. You are a beautiful woman. I can treat you the way you should be treated, like a queen. You deserve that. Trust me, Madam."

"I ... I do trust you. But I’m just thinking that maybe …I ... I just don't know what to do."

I could see her whole body trembling with nervousness.

"Madam," I said calmly as I reached forward and took her face gently in my hands. "Let me kiss you one more time, and then decide what you want to do."

I knew exactly what decision I wanted her to make and I was more than willing to help her make it. I held her face tenderly and brought my lips down to hers softly once more.

My fingers stroked her face lovingly but I held her in place as my mouth pressed against hers. I slowly and teasingly licked at her lips with my tongue before sliding it once more deep inside, slowly but insistently; like I wanted to slide my hard cock deep into her hot velvety p..y.

“Spank me! Hit me! Hurt me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!!” woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.

“So good! So banging good! My little brother is such a banging stud! He’s banging my poor pussy so gooooood! I love it! I love it! Such a banging BIG, beautiful dick! My little brother’s beautiful dick is stretching my poor pussy and I banging love it! I love it! bang me, baby! bang me! You’re going to make me cum! I’m going to cum on my little brother’s horse dick! FUUUUUCK! I’m cumming! I’m banging cumming! I’M CUMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!”

Indeed, Bukky was cumming, and so was Arin for that matter. By now I was blasting my pelvis into Bukky’s bouncy butt from behind with her body profiled to the side so that Arin would have a most excellent angle on all the good stuff. I had a great view of my little cousin in the desk chair, her face ashen as she tried to fight off her impending climax, tonoavail. And when Bukky screamed in absolute ecstasy, Arin screamed right with her.

Almost the whole time Bukky screamed her nasty obscenities, she did so while staring straight at our little cousin as if to say, ‘Here it is. You wanted to know what it was like? THIS is what it’s banging like. And it’s amazing.’

From the look on Arin’s face the entire time, I was pretty sure she got the message.

To be honest, I was showing off, too. I took long in and out strokes, crunching hard to make my abs bulge. I clenched my pecs and fBukkyed my biceps, putting extra power into each thrust that practically pushed Bukky off my prick with every plunge. I wasn’t banging for my big cousin’s pleasure. I was banging to make it look good for my little cousin. And I did it all while staring straight at her as if to say, “Here it is. This could be you. I’m banging Bukky the same way I’m going to bang YOU. And it’s going to be amazing.”

From the way Arin panted, her eyelids heavy, I was pretty sure she imagined I was banging her, too.

He converted the living room into an office and meeting room.


She bought two new Canon camcorders like the one she had. Having three of the same
model would help the editing go much smoother. Onome and Roli were thoroughly
trained to use the Canons and had fun practicing with them.

The next morning, Bukky's cell phone rang.

"Hello."

"Good morning, is this Bukky?"

"Who's this?"

"My name is Dayo and I'm a brother of Ayo and Dele."

"Oh, hi Dayo. Yes, this is Bukky."

"I understand from Ayo that you shot and edited the video."

"Which video was that?'

"Bukky liked doing this to guys.

"Uh, uh. You know. The special video."

"Is this the one with the two beautiful women?"

"Yes, yes that's it."

"Did you like it?'

"Wow, I'd say yes. Would you consider doing one for me?"

"Just by yourself?"

"No, with a lady friend of mine."

"Well, we can talk about it. I have a new studio just opening about not too far from the
campus. Could you and your lady friend meet with me to discuss what you want?"

"That'd be fine."

They made an appointment for early the next evening. Over the evening meal, Bukky and her sisters discussed Dayo' call and the
appointment. Roli decided to participate and help with the list of questions and the


discussion of the contract terms. They wouldn't know until the appointment exactly
what Dayo and his girl expected. Roli's ideas and suggestions would be critical since
she was the real professional. Bukky called her parents from her bedroom later that night. It had been a couple of weeks since they'd talked and she felt guilty for not yet telling them about Tade.

"Hello Mummy."

"Hey sweet. I've been thinking about you and wondering why you haven't called."

"I'm sorry. I've been so busy with school and things. How's Papa?"

"He's doing fine. Staying busy with the shops. You're coming up for Easter party, I
hope."

"Of course. I'd like to bring a couple of guests if you don't mind."

"There's always room for two more. Who are they?"

"I've met the most wonderful man."

"BUKKY! Oh my goodness, that's wonderful news! Tell me all about him."

"His name is Tade. He's a post graduate student here and will be graduating next year,
like I am. I really, really like him, Mummy."

"Your dad and Bade will like that. Who's the other person you want to bring?"

"His four-year old daughter, Vivian."

"Oh."

"He was married before, but his wife was killed in an auto accident three years ago.
Wait until you meet Vivian. She is precious, mummy."

"How much older is he?"

"He's thirty."

"Oh, well that's no big deal. You coming up Easter party morning?"

"Wow, I really look excited, don’t I?" I could hear genuine astonishment in her voice as I slowly scrolled through one picture at a time.

"Yeah, Madam, that's you. The camera doesn't lie." I could see the look of amazement on her face as she looked at one picture after another. Gosh, she looked great in what I'd got for her.
"See how glamorous and sexy you look? You really good, madam."She looked at more pictures of herself.

"Madam, these pictures are titillating," I said as I reached the last one and turned off my phone.

"And do you know why they look like that?" She looked at me and I could see happiness on her face.

"Do you see me like that, Bayo?"

"I do, Madam." I held my cell phone up to her for evidence. "And I know by looking at these pictures, you see it too."

She stepped towards me and wrapped her arms around me in a loving hug as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and buried her head in my neck. I reached my arms around her and pulled her against me, her full voluptuous chest pushing deliciously against mine.

Her delicate perfume wafted into my nostrils enchantingly. As I slid my hands over her back and felt those huge boobs press against me, I felt another pulsating surge go through my already rock-hard dick.

My thoughts immediately went back to the last time we met.I decided to take my shot and pulled her even closer as I brought my lips down to hers.I didn’t give her a chance to say anything more as I pressed my lips firmly against hers.

They were significantly soft and I let my tongue run out along the delightful crease between them. As I pressed insistently at the velvety soft juncture of her lips, I felt her uncertainty start to slip away as her lips slowly parted, the uneasiness starting to leave her body. I took advantage of the opportunity and immediately feathered my tongue deep into her moist oral cavity.

Her hands stopped pressing against my chest as I felt them slide up the front of my body as she wrapped her arms around my neck.She gave a little groan of pleasure as I pressed my tongue against hers.

I rolled my tongue deftly over hers and pulled back teasingly, inviting her to follow. I felt my heart soar as her tongue followed mine eagerly into my mouth, where they rolled together in a searing dance. My hands slid further down until I was cupping that incredible full bum of hers.

Her fleshy cheeks felt so soft and yet so firm in my hands as I pulled her midsection against me, my own throbbing prick pushing against her abdomen."Bayo, maybe we ... we shouldn't do this," she protested as I continued to hold her tight.

I went back to what I was teaching. To my chagrin, she brought a fashion magazine out of her bag and started going through it.

"Julie, you're not paying attention."

She shrugged. "I am. Continue teaching. I'm listening."

It was obvious she was not. I taught for more minutes, but it was more like I was delivering a monologue. Maybe I should take a friendly stand. I had just started the lesson a couple of days ago and I didn't just want it to end like this. What would it take me to explain those dirty words to her?

"Alright," I said, trying to look cool. "Let me tell you the meaning of the words, but you must be attentive as I will only say each meaning once."

She immediately smiled, put the magazine she was going through away and looked up at me.I sighed. I mentioned each and told her the meaning, trying not to look or sound embarrassed. I did it the way a Biology teacher would do. I could see that she looked pleased to hear what I said.

"Thank you", she said cheekily.

I continued the teaching, not minding if she was paying attention or not. I could perceive the messages she was sending to me but I would rather pretend I didn't notice. As a teacher, I had always observed the golden rule of not messing with female students.

Some of them had been coquettish, just as Julie was presently. Some were discreet about it, while some were direct. However, I must say that none was as direct as this.I still managed to look as if I was strictly there for business. At the end of the lesson that day, I left, feeling quite ruffled.

I just had to be steel in my resolve not to fall for Julie's seduction.

I wasn't in the house until the Wednesday of the following week. Now, the two came wearing identical jeans and t-shirts. I could not tell who was who.I turned to my right.

"Are you Jane? How's your body, now?"

"I'm Jane," the one to the left answered.

The lovely scent of her skin and her crotch was like a flower garden.

Without thinking, he pulled her panties to the side. He dipped his tongue into her honey
pot and drew it up and over her clit.

Her knees began quivering and this forced her to sit on the step with Dele directly in
front of her. She started to pull her trousers down to remove them, but he stopped her.
Dele lowered them and her panties down to just below her knees.

His next move surprised her. He lifted her legs and spread her knees to squeeze his head between her thighs and into her love box. This forced her to lie back against the steps shackled by
the trousers around her calves and feet now over his head. He began licking.

Onome couldn't help but gasp and moan as that strong wet tongue caressed every
nerve ending in her vulva. Each pass seemed to cause a flash of energy though her
midsection. She could feel every touch to her labia and the slow passes he made over
and slightly into her vagina.

The tingles, the involuntary twitches and the licking sounds send waves of fiery pulses through her that caused her vagina and anus to
clench and release. She felt like she needed to pee, which was how it felt before she
squirted in Ayo's face.

"Dele, time-out sweetheart. Please."

"Hmn?"

"Dele, please." She then gently pushed his head away and closed her legs.

"Why?"

"My back is hurting and I need to go to the bathroom. Don't worry, I'll be open for
business in a few minutes, sweetheart."

He reluctantly moved and helped her stand
and pull up her trousers. Dele sent her off with one more smack on the bum and
followed her to the bedroom.

He sat on the small sofa while she prepared. The door opened and a fully clothed

Onome emerged and walked to him. He pulled her to his lap and they kissed.

"Am I being too aggressive, Onome?"

"No, you're being the perfect lover. Did I pressure you into it?"

"You gave me some things to think about. I wouldn't call it pressure. I realized that your
needs should come first. I've never dated a girl like you."

"And my liberated views surprised you."

"That's one way of putting it."

They kissed again for several moments.

Dele asked, "Do you know what impresses me most about you?"

"Let me guess. I have a beautiful face." Both laughed so hard the sofa shook.

"Well, that too. I don't think I've ever met a person more open and honest than you. You
say what you think, I believe, not what you think I want to hear."

He pulled her in for one more kiss.

Enny Multimedia was fully operational and Bukky found an apartment at Yaba to rent
for the studio. It was not too long from the polytechnic campus. Every available
moment was spent preparing the room that would be used as sets.

Tade was very much at hand, hanging drapes and re-modeling the sitting-room. Dele came to help several times. He converted the living room into an office and meeting room.

"Okay, let's try a couple of other poses."

She moved confidently in her new clothes, and I could see the look of pure joy on her face as she relished in the uplifting sensations my little gifts had created within her inhibited soul.

I directed her this way and that as I continued to take multiple shots, a little twitch going through my dick as I snapped picture after picture of my gorgeous madam. Now I wanted some of that tight-fitting skirt from the back.

I wanted to see how she'd respond to what I wanted her to do for this one.

"Now, turn the other way," I said in my best patronizing voice as she slowly turned slightly away from me. "And then put both your hands on your hips." I was happy she did exactly as I had asked.

"Now turn your head and look back at me over your shoulder ... that's it ... that's good. Now put your feet about shoulder width apart."

I wondered if she'd balk at this one but she followed my instructions and I was left looking at the back of that skirt stretched nice and tight across not only her lush round bum, but across the backs of her smooth muscular thighs as well.

Just as I had hoped, the pose I had placed her in caused that long teasing slit in the back of the skirt to spread as far open as it could go; provocatively revealing a portion of her stocking-clad inner thighs.

Gosh, did she ever look fantastic, I had never realized how nice her legs looked until today. I was amazed at how toned and strong they looked. I couldn't help but picture them wrapped around my back, pulling me deeper into her.

"That looks really nice, Madam," I said with a purposeful note."You ... you really think I look sexy?" she asked with an incredulous look on her face.Was she just feigning it? I couldn't believe her naivety regarding her own looks.

"Madam, you're a lovely vibrant woman. You’re as vibrant and as beautiful as a young woman. You look ... you look very smashing ... and very sexy."She nodded and smiled."There, that's good," I said as I lowered the phone and turned away from her slightly, trying to ensure she didn't see the bulging swell in my pants.

"Let me see," she said excitedly as she came over next to me. I started to scroll through the photos as she looked over my shoulder, the side of one big breast pressed intimately against the outside of my arm.

"Wow, I really look excited, don’t I?"

I could hear genuine astonishment in her voice as I slowly scrolled through one picture at a time.

She made a face. " Who's a school girl here?"

"You're a school girl, Julie."

She shook her head vigorously. "Point of correction, I'm no longer a school girl. I left school last year."

I chuckled. So, she could talk like this.

"Well, you're still more like a school girl. You're underage and..."

She raised her hand in objection. "The last time I checked, an eighteen-year old is a young lady."

I couldn't help grinning. Bravo. She certainly knew more than I thought. No wonder, she said she wanted to be a lawyer.

“Thank you for your enlightenment. All the same, your parents did not send me here to teach words like these," I defended.

She remained undaunted." Are you not an English teacher? Are they not English words?"

I shook my head again. "They are obscene and offensive words. They are vulgar. Sorry, I won't talk about them."

She wore a frown. "That's not fair. You're not doing what you're paid for."

I was tempted to get angry, but I refrained myself. "Your mum will not be happy to hear that I'm teaching you about words like these."

"Why? Why don't you tell me what they mean?"

I faced her squarely. "Stop pretending. Can you honestly say you don't know what they mean?"

She suddenly smiled. " I do. Yes, I do, but they are not so clear to me. So, I want you to tell me more about them."

How cheeky. I stood my ground. "I'm sorry, Julie. I don't want to be the kind of teacher that teaches nonsense. No, lets go to the main topic."

I went back to what I was teaching. To my chagrin, she brought a fashion magazine out of her bag and started going through it.

It doesn’t really matter. What matters is that she was there, seated in Bukky’s desk chair, not only watching but shoving a hand down the front of her pajama trousers and masturbating while she watched. And because she was watching, Bukky simply HAD to put on a show.

I didn’t realize this at first. I was too concentrated on the cousin beneath me to know there was another cousin in the chair, and when Bukky noticed Arin she certainly didn’t tell me. Thinking back, though, I remember a time when my big cousin got really quiet and she stared off to the side for thirty seconds or so. I was busy focusing on the way my cock drove in and out of the snug snatch surrounding my shaft. And after those thirty seconds, Bukky started to get a lot more animated.

“Mmm, so big inside me,” she moaned, eyes glittering while she gripped my shoulders a little harder. “So deep ... So full...”

“So hot,” I grunted right back. “You’re so banging hot, Bukky. I can’t believe I get to bang you.”

“Anytime, anywhere.” she moaned back, humping her hips to meet my every thrust. “I’m your personal bangtoy.” And that was only the start of it.

Showing off her vulnerability, Bukky raised her legs and crossed her ankles behind my neck, inviting me to fold her in half and really lay down the lumber. When she dropped her legs back down to the sides, she planted her feet flat and arched her back to thrust her big bosoms beneath my chin and really crunch her abs to writhe and wriggle beneath me. And eventually, she rolled us over so that she could be on top...

... and that’S when I realized we had an audience.

My eyes locked with Arin’s. She froze immediately, caught red-handed as it were with her hand inside her trousers. I’d also locked up, something Bukky noticed, and our big cousin chuckled at her younger siblings’ awkward tension. So rather than immediately impale herself, Bukky took long, deliberate strokes with her right hand all the way up and down my thick cock, really putting it on display for our little cousin. And only when Arin’s eyes had gone as wide as saucers did Bukky finally mount herself and make a big show of moaning blissfully as she sat herself all the way down.

My big cousin banged me more athletically than she ever had before, putting her tight and toned body to use. She was also louder than ever before, keeping up a constant stream of dirty language guaranteed to make my blood boil and bang her even harder.

“bang me, little brother!” was a common refrain, if a little obvious.

“bang! bang! bang!” came out of her mouth quite a bit as well.

“Grab my tits! Squeeze ‘em. Maul my banging titties and make me cream!” was at least more specific.

“Spank me! Hit me! Hurt me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!!” woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.