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The large room was only half full. By seven in the evening, the place would be filled up. Candies Night Club was an exclusive one that Funmi loved to frequent.

Funmi and her friend sat in one corner as they sipped their drinks and took their pepper soup.

Funmi, Funto and Precious were close friends that used to come to the place in the past. The moment Precious got married, she stopped coming. Now, the duo of Funmi and Funto always came around on Saturday.

Two men came in and walked straight to their table. The tall one in glasses sat by Funmi’s side, while the other went for Funto. It was as if they had planned and rehearsed before making their move.

“Good evening, ladies. Hope you don’t mind us joining you.” The dude by Funmi’s side was the first to speak. He smiled in an exuberant way.

Funmi shrugged while Funto smiled. The man that had spoken seemed to be pleased.

“Let me introduce myself and my buddy.” He continued to exude exuberance. “I’m Dave. The cool guy is Niran. Can we meet you, please?”

Funto and Funmi took turn to introduce each other.

Dave smiled. He spoke in an accent that sounded American, but of course, he was a Nigerian. Niran rarely spoke but anytime he did, there was no doubt that he was from the country. Dave was obviously interested in Funmi and soon concentrated on her.

Dave said he was based in Ontario, Canada and had only come to Nigeria for vacation. He said he was into computer engineering over there and had a small firm that was not doing badly.

He was already in his late thirties and had come to his country to pick a lady that would be his wife. He said he had to go into these details so that Funmi would understand his background.

“So, how can I be of help? Do you want me to match-make for you, or what?” A half smile danced on Funmi’s face.

Dave broke into an easy laugh. “Not at all.” He shook his head emphatically. “I don’t need you or anyone as a matchmaker when I can play the match myself. The fact is, the moment I saw you, there’s no doubt that I felt and still feel love for you.

"Now, don’t laugh, please. I’m serious and I mean it. I know it’s love. I can feel it. Will you give me the honor of taking you as a wifey and moving over to Canada with me?”

“Just like that? Are you not rushing things here?” Wonderment took over Funmi.

“No, I don’t believe I’m rushing things. I’m not saying that tonight or tomorrow, we must do the wedding and travel. No. but if everything clicks, I’ll still go back to the States in a couple of weeks.

"By the time I come back again in three or four months’ time, it’ll be to formalize everything, arrange the documents and travel.”

She still looked unconvinced. “Even at that, things are moving too fast. God, I don’t even know you. I barely met you few minutes ago.”

“I know, but that’s no problem. You’ll still get to know me –know each other - more and more.”


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I was shocked at the words she had written.

Number 1 was cunt. The other words were cum, boob, dick, and clits.

"Goodness, what are these?" I exclaimed.

"You know their meanings, dont you?" she asked calmly.

I was aghast. In my years as a teacher, I had never come across a female student as assertive as this. More shocking was the fact that I had thought Margaret was more reserved compared to Martha.

"How could you write words as these? These are terrible and indecent words."

"Really?" She seemed to be enjoying the fact that she had put me in a disconcerting state. "How terrible and indecent are those words, Uncle Mayo?"

I shook my head. "They are words that a school girl should not be concerned with."

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

"You're a school girl, Maggie."

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, youre still more like a school girl. Youre underage and ..."

She raised her hand in objection.

"The last time I checked, an eighteen-year old is a young lady."

I couldnt 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 wont answer them."

She wore a frown. "Thats not fair. Youre not doing what youre paid for."

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

"Why? Why dont you tell me what they mean?"

I faced her squarely. "Stop pretending. Can you honestly say you dont 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, Maggie. I dont 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.

"Maggie, youre not paying attention."

"She shrugged. I am. Continue teaching. Im 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 didnt 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 didnt 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 Maggie was presently. Some were discreet about it, while some were direct. However, I must say that none was as direct as this.


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"Yes," she gasped breathlessly as she formed those beautiful red lips into another inviting 'O', a perfect target for my throbbing enflamed cock.

"Here you go; it's all yours, every last inch and every creamy drop."

I leaned forward and pressed the tip against her soft lips. I watched them part salaciously as I started to push in, those succulent pouting pillows starting to stretch open as they clung wantonly to the spongy membranes of my cock-head.

"Mmm," she mewed contently as I fed the big head all the way into her hot mouth, her lips clamping down behind the thick rope-like corona.

With the big knob captured securely within her sucking mouth, I started to slide it deep into her hot oral cavity.

Oh gosh, it was like having my prick coated it hot melted butter. I felt it bump the soft tissues at the back of her mouth and slowly drew back.

An intense wave of excitement coursed through me as I looked at the glistening shaft of my retreating cock, a brilliant sheen of her red lipstick covering about half of the taut pulsing lance.

After watching her all evening, both in the restaurant and at the movies, my eyes never far from the front of her tight t-shirt; and then seeing her exquisite lush body provocatively displayed.

I couldn't take any more. That sinfully wicked smear of lipstick on my throbbing cock was all it took. I felt my balls draw up close to my body as the first rush of boiling semen sped up the shaft of my throbbing erection.

"Oh Gee, here it comes!" I warned as the exquisite contractions started to course through my midsection.

With just the head clamped tightly between her sucking lips, I felt the first thick rope of cum jettison forth, shooting forcefully from the engorged tip.

"Oh," she gulped as the initial wad battered against the back of her mouth.

I saw her cheeks cave inward as she sucked feverishly, the first shot giving her a delectable taste of my semen, a flavor she had come to love already.



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Roli thoughtfully said, "You may be re-defining how great sex videos should be done. The art of sex is a major untapped field. I get so tired of seeing the same old shit on porn sites."

Bukky replied, "The key thing for tonight is that we don't tell them what we're doing with the artistic soft shots. That may change their actions or reactions if we do. The video needs to be realistic."

Both sisters agreed.

Dayo and Nike arrived a little early. Both seemed anxious to get going. Roli cautioned Dayo on the fact that she wanted him to delay coming until she gave him thumbs up.

There would be a one-minute warning. Nike decided she wanted him to come on her tummy, which was the best of all worlds for both hard and soft shots.

The soft would only show his semen running down her tummy after the fact and not the actual ejaculation that the hard video would capture.

"Nike, are you still planning to do anal with Dayo?" Bukky asked.

"Yes, I've been doing stretching exercises and have done the enema so I should be ready to go."

Roli cautioned, "Dayo, her rectum is going to be very tight and you may shoot a load as soon as you're in. Do you want to do that scene now and then do the pre-intimacy scenes while you recover for another ejaculation? We'll stop so you two can wash up before we go to the pre-intimacy."

Dayo looked at Nike and they both nodded their agreement.

The scene went reasonably well but Nike had a lot more trouble relaxing her sphincter muscles than she expected. Roli lubed her ass like the pros do but it took several minutes of work to get Dayo's cock inside her.

Thankfully, the blindfold concealed the real anguish in her eyes as he began the slow strokes. The three cameras caught everything, especially the look on Dayo's face as he shot several jets of semen deep into her bowels.

A camera focused on Nike's hands gripping the sheets and a few drops of perspiration on her neck. She didn't have an orgasm but that was no surprise since very few women have anally induced orgasms, no matter what it looks like in porn films.

Thankfully, they didn't have to do retakes and Onome was able to snap at least 30 stills once the camcorders stopped and before he withdrew.

Nike stood and crammed a dozen or so tissues into her crack before she headed to the bathroom. Dayo was right behind her to wash his cock with warm soapy water.


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His mouth went to her lips again. He kissed her cheek. From the cheek, he went back to the mouth. Her lips were soft and welcoming.

His fingertip drew moisture up to her clit and he rubbed gently. Her tongue emerged, her eyes closing, just as her right hand rose to rest on his shoulder.

Kissing her, he simultaneously caressed her clit, slipped his finger down, curled it, and penetrated her not so tight pussy. It was like touching heat and pure velvet.

Tosin moaned quietly. When he returned to her clit and rubbed her harder, her body moved like a twitch. She opened her mouth and let his tongue in. Warm breath passed through her nose, fanning against his cheek.

Her scent of sweetness and lusts became stronger. Slowly, she started moving, rubbing her pussy up and down against his touch. Her breathing quickened.

She stopped the kiss to get some breaths as she had become quite breathless. He continued to strum her slippery, clit.

“Now,” she said in whisper.

He knew what she meant. Without any further fuss, he made his cock to penetrate her waiting pussy. He was still making love to her when the bell to his apartment chimed.

It was an ill-timed effort from whoever was making it. Despite its persistence, he ignored it. Even if the house was on fire, he would not stop doing what he was doing mid-way.

It was one very important task that he had set out to do, and he must finish. Even his partner was taciturn and that meant she was very much with him on this matter.


* * *


The music was blazing and there was excitement everywhere. Funmi sat close to her friend, Funto, inside the drinking hall. They sipped their champagne quietly, moving their bodies gently to the fast rhythm music.

The large room was only half full. By seven in the evening, the place would be filled up. Candies Night Club was an exclusive one that Funmi loved to frequent.

Funmi and her friend sat in one corner as they sipped their drinks and took their pepper soup. Funmi, Funto and Precious were close friends that used to come to the place in the past.

The moment Precious got married, she stopped coming. Now, the duo of Funmi and Funto always came around on Saturday.


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Interesting story