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... I do."

"That's good to hear, Madam."

I gave her a tender loving kiss on the forehead and then sat back slightly, my attention drawn to the swollen brownish crown of my burgeoning prick.

"To be honest, I usually need to cum more than once to feel better, especially when I'm as hard as this. And just being around you, I can't help but feel this way."

I saw her look at my still-rigid cock and could tell by the way she looked at it with longing that she had loved the feel of it in her hands. I looked at that pretty mouth of hers and wanted to find out if it would feel as good on my cock as when I had kissed her, but I instinctively felt I had to move slower than I wanted to.

I knew my next question was going to be a big test.




"Do you think you're up to doing it again?"

She looked at the bobbing lance rising from between my legs and I saw her flush again as lustful sensations flowed through her.

"Yes." Her voice was almost a whisper as she admitted that she wanted more; exactly the response I was hoping for.

"That's good."

I sat forward on the edge of the chair and looked at her kneeling on the pillow in front of me, her sumptuous chest still covered with my shimmering cum.

"You look so beautiful with my cum on you like that, why don't we add another load to it?"

"There certainly is a lot of it. Should I go and wipe it off or something?" she asked tentatively.

"No. Why don't you let me just smooth it into your skin for you? I think you'll like that."

"I ... I don't know," she replied nervously. That little bit of reluctance was back again; this time when it was coming to the point where I was going to be touching her for a change.

"Can I just try? You did say you wanted to make me happy."

I paused for a second and let a little bit of guilt sink in. I didn't want to come down on her too hard, I knew she was nervous as anything.

"If you don't like the way I touch you, I promise I'll stop. Okay?"

She hesitated and I saw her chew at her bottom lip nervously for a second before silently nodding. Excellent!

I reached forward, my ongoing dream of touching my madam's gigantic boobs about to come true. I felt another little twitch go through my throbbing erection already. My fingers slid into one of the bigger clumps of pearly semen on the upper swell of her left breast and I started to slowly spread it over her soft smooth skin. Her boobs were so huge that I reached forward with my other hand and started doing the same to her other breast.



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Meeting an old friend brings a lot of fortune to Tony. It also brings some misfortune. In the middle of all this is Bukky who falls in love with Tony. By fate, despite glaring looming tragedy, Tony is bound to Bukky till death does them apart.

It was Monday morning. I walked along Randle Road to the midi supermarket where I wanted to buy some stuffs. Not much really; all I needed were a Colgate toothpaste, a tin of milk and a big loaf of bread.

I greeted the security man at the entrance and made my way inside the store. I picked the items I needed and went to the sales clerk to make cash payment and collect receipt.She gave me her usual perfunctory smile and put the items in a branded nylon bag.

“Thanks,” I said.

Her smile remained on her face.

“You ‘re welcome.”I took the polythene bag from her and went out of the supermarket. At the small parking lot, a car had just parked and its occupant came out.

Even with the sun shade he put on, I could not make a mistake in realizing that this was a known guy. I stopped and stared at him. He locked the car and turned. It was then he noticed me.He removed the sunshade he was wearing to be certain about who he was looking at.

“I will need to get glasses if it’s not Kay I’m looking at,” I said.

"And I will need to replace my eyes if this is not Tony.”

“Kay!” I exclaimed .

“Tony, the Tony!”

I moved closer to him and we embraced.“Old boy, na your face be this?” I said.

“Yes, it’s good to see you, Tony boy."

"Ah, see how you’re shining. How’s life with you?”He smiled and shrugged.

“We’re managing to go by.” I smiled too. Kay was my good friend back in our university days at the state university in Ekpoma. Two years ago, we parted to serve in different States.

We still maintained contact until about three months to the end of the service year. I could not make any contact with him again as his lines were not going.

Now, I was facing him in the least expected place.



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She cut the line. I wondered the kind of thing she wanted to discuss with me. Maybe she wanted to know about cosmetics business, I reasoned. But then, she could have asked her sister who owned the business. I was just an employee.

Any way, I would soon find out what she wanted to discuss. Inwardly, I hoped nothing bad had happened to Madam Fiyin.

The Eatery was just about fifteen minutes drive from my place of work. When it was quarter to four, I left for the place. By a minute to four o'clock, I was inside the well-airconditioned interior of the eatery.

The place was busy with some customers queuing up to buy meals while some were already seated and eating. I told one of the sales I was wanted to see the manager. She asked me what for.

"I was directed by Madam Princess to ask for the manager."

The sales girl nodded and motioned me to a seat. She went inside a room. In a jiffy, a lady in jeans and t-shirt came to meet me.

"Good afternoon, sir," she greeted politely. "What's the name?"

"I'm Nini. Are you the manager?"

"Yes. Madam said I should give you refreshments when you come. She's on her way. What will you have?"

Despite the tantalising aroma that prevaded the place, I didn't feel like taking anything.

I shook my head. "No, thanks."

She looked surprised. "You could have fried rice, or even snacks and drinks, sit," she suggested.

"Thank you so much. I appreciate, but I don't want to have anything right now."

"Okay." She left.

I watched the activities going on around me and intermittently watched the large television screen.

I waited for about ten minutes before an important-looking woman dressed in skirt suit entered the eatery. I could see one of the sales girls greeting her. She spoke to the sales girl and the latter pointed at my direction. The woman then walked towards my direction. That must be Princess.

I stood up as she got to my table. "Good evening, madam."




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She swallowed a little more of her drink. "You are, aren't you?" she asked. She stood up and moved over to the next seat by my right. "Can I tell you a secret?"

A secret? I nearly chuckled. "Why not? Sure, go ahead."

She gave a nervous giggle. "Some hours ago, I was in the toilet and I had an orgasm, just thinking about you."

I quite literally didn't know what to say to this. My mouth dropped open as a surge of adrenaline went shooting through me and the rational part of my mind tried to activate the warning system that things were getting out of hand here.

"I shocked you," Kate said, seeming far from upset by this. "I'm sorry. Maybe the booze is making me say things I shouldn't."

"That's uh... okay. Once again, I'm uh... flattered, but..."

"I'll never forget it," she said, before I could finish.

"You won't?"

"No," she said. "I was staring at my image in the mirror and I imagined you were right in the toilet with me. I imagined you were holding my waist from behind. I started... you know... playing with myself. I had done that before, of course, but never to... you know... completion. But I was really Hot that moment. I think it was the horniest I had ever been before."

"Really?" I said, knowing I should make her stop all these lustful words. Unfortunately, I was unable to. The imagination of seeing her unclothedness or semi-unclothedness and playing with herself was powerfully erotic.

"Uh huh," she confirmed. "And that was when my crush on you was the strongest. God I was so hot for you. I would've done anything for you. So there I was, my hand in my panties, my fingers going crazy, and it started to feel better and better. And then I started imagining it was your hand down there.

"And then I started to imagine you were kissing me and touching my boobs. I got hotter and hotter and really really wet. And then I imagined you... you know... taking out your... your thing and putting it inside of me."

She shook her head and sighed. "That did it. I exploded right there standing on my feet. I moaned so loud someone in the sitting-room would have heard. Thank God there was nobosy around."

My cock was now a solid ramrod in my trousers. I had had many women talk nasty to me over the years—on the phone, in person, in text messages, in email—but never had mere talk aroused me as much as what Kate had just said. It wasn't so much her words, it was the matter-of-fact, almost naïve way she'd told the story, the way she blushed as the words came out of her mouth, the way her eyes sparkled with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

Her eyes dropped down to the crotch of my trousers where a prominent and obvious bulge had formed.

"That turned you on, didn't it?" she asked, not with teasing, but with something like awe.

"Yeah," I had to answer. "Very much."

"Wow," she whispered. "It turned me on too. It always turns me on to think about that."

End this conversation right now! a part of my mind screamed at me. This is leading nowhere good. I didn't listen. Perhaps I would have if not for the fact that it had been almost four weeks since Rachel and I had last had sex, that it had more than a week since I'd even whacked off.

I had a major back-up of testosterone going on and sitting before me was an attractive young girl telling me that she had masturbated to my image, that my image had in fact been responsible for giving her her very first orgasm. And her legs had come a little farther apart as well, showing more of her pink panties to me, more of her smooth inner thigh.



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My eyes retraced their trail up her chest and came to rest on her exposed neck. It was long and graceful even though it showed her age. I wanted to bury my nose up against it and ram my dick between the crease of her round ass!

Somewhere deep within my stupor I heard her say "Thanks, dear" and look at me. I quickly refocused on her face.

“You know Momsie, you smell really good, what are you wearing'?” I asked.

“Why nothing, I haven't even showered yet.” she replied with a somewhat puzzled look on her face.

“Really?” I asked. “I could have sworn I could detect something really nice.” I said as I let my face drop to the area of her neck just below her ear.

I took a deep breath and filled my senses with her odor, lost in a world of wantonness. I pressed my nose against her sloping neck, nuzzling it up and down.

“Tola, what are you doing?” she asked, with a bit of annoyance in her voice.

I didn't answer, but kept on nuzzling her neck as I brought my hands up and rested them on her hips. I felt all reason-in-law leave me as I began to follow my nose with small kisses up and down her neck

“Tola, stop it right now, this isn't funny!!” she yelled pulling her neck away from my face.

“Oh…Uhh..sure…” I said and broke away reluctantly. “I… ah… better get ready to go see Bisola.”

I struggled to leave the room without exposing my raging hard on to Momsie and made my way to my room. Once inside I stripped quickly, my rock-hard dick twitching and swaying. I knew I was teying to ride on a tiger's tail, but I kept thinking that Madam Kofo wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I made my way into the bathroom and quickly turned on the shower. Once under the spray I soaped up my dick and jerked it urgently to the thoughts of my mother-in-law’s warm, pliant body pressed against mine. As my thoughts turned to the feel of her thick, soft lips on mine I came violently, my knees buckling as my cum flew out of the head of my dick.

I recovered in a short while and got out, drying off and getting dressed. I made my way out of the house and to the hospital. I spent the entire morning and early afternoon with Bisola, mostly watching television. until I couldn’t feel my ass in the chair. I told Bisola at this point I needed to go and say goodbye.



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Ayo Olu-Richard grows up in an environment of passion. As a young man, he demonstrates this with a sexy and alluring neighbors. They are either much older or much younger.







When I was sixteen years old, a new couple moved into the house next door. Ayo Olu-Richard and his wife Cynthia had a little one-year old daughter named Ann, but we all called her Annie. Ayo was a tall, corporate lawyer who was 40 years old at that time and looked like a real athletic fellow. Ayo actually worked at the same legal department at Selex Petroleum and Gas as my dad, but my dad was his senior.

Ayo had worked in the firm’s office in Port Harcourt for 5 years and that is where he had met Cynthia. She was only twenty-three when they moved in and she and Ayo had only been married for two years. Cynthia was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life. She was beautiful in the way that only some women could be. Cynthia had very fine and fair skin for a Nigerian and had a very slim waist and long slim legs, but beautiful tits that sat up high and firm along with a rounded extremely firm rear end. Cynthia should be about five-foot seven (which was not quite bad) and I would say a firm 110 pounds with long luxurious dark hair and dark hazel eyes. Needless to say she became my immediate fantasy and I spent many nights fantasizing about what it would be like to make love to her.

I got the story on their marriage from over-hearing my Mom and Dad talk. Apparently, she came from a well to do Benin family that had large land holdings in some companies. Her mother was from Spain and that explained her exotic skin colour. In addition, she was paternally related in some way to the Benin royal family.

My Dad said Ayo had been a “real playboy” with many girlfriends over the years and he was surprised he had gotten married. However, Ayo had met Cynthia during his working days in Port Harcourt and had become infatuated with her. Cynthia had got pregnant and her family had given Ayo no choice, he either married her or he would have a hard time. When he was transferred back to Lagos, he was glad to move with his extremely young wife Cynthia and his new daughter. Dad told him our neighborhood in Lekki was cool and nice, so he bought the house next to ours.

Our house had a swimming pool and since we were right next door my Mom opened our backyard to Cynthia and Annie with an open invitation to use our pool anytime they wanted. Annie too, just like her mother was an incredibly exotic looking child. She was an extremely cute child and of course her mom would pamper her. Annie for her part, however, was a real tomboy type girl and did not want her mom to dress her up. She loved to swim and be active and to wear jeans and shorts. Really not girly, girl, but a great kid.

Ayo travelled out of Lagos a lot on business so my Mom always felt she needed to help take care of Cynthia and Annie. Sometimes Ayo would be away for two or three weeks at a time to complete big deals. Needless to say when Cynthia came over and would lay by the pool in a tiny white or black bikini and let Annie play in the pool it was complete torture for me. Often, I would go to the up-stairs bedroom overlooking the pool and look down on her while she was sleeping with her sunglasses on. My erection would just thPrince looking at her exquisite body. When she would lie on her stomach and her bum would arch upwards it became my central focus. When she was on her back those tits would just point skyward and you could often see the faint outline of her love lips as her bikini molded to her vagina.

When they came over my Mom would often yell for me to come down and “play with Annie so she’s not bored.

“Come on, help Mrs. Olu-Richard so she can rest.”

So, I would go into the pool and play around with Annie. When Annie got to be five-years old and I was nineteen I noticed that Cynthia (who was still only 27) would often stop her sunbathing and get into the pool and would join us in horsing around. Annie would call out to her Mom, “Come in and play catch with Uncle Prince and me!”



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"Oh, that was incredible. I've never felt so good in my life and I've never had that kind of intense feeling before, ever," I gushed.

For sure enough, she was. Her chest was a swirling mess of milky fluid, big clumps and ribbons of pearly cum crisscrossing her incredible boobs in a bizarre design of carnal satisfaction.

"I can't believe how much you shot," she said as her fingertips went to her chest and I watched as she delicately traced them along the edges of the milky clumps of pearly semen.

She then looked up at me, uncertainty still lingering in her eyes. "Did I ... did I do it right?"
I couldn't believe after the size of the load I'd shot that she could ask such a thing; but that was evidence once more of her lack of experience and self-confidence. I decided right then and there that I wanted to give her as much experience as I could, as fast as I dared try.

I sat forward in the chair and leaned my forehead against hers as I spoke to her softly.

"Madam, you did it perfectly. I love you so much for doing that. Just seeing how beautiful you looked in those clothes, I needed it so bad." I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips and then sat back in the chair as my racing heart-rate slowly returned to normal.

"I'm glad I did okay. Like I said, I've never done that before." She paused for a second and looked at my spent prick, still rearing up proudly.

"You're ... you're still hard?" She seemed confused as to whether I was done or not as she remained on her knees, her glistening chest a wanton treat for my feasting eyes.

She was absolutely right though, and I couldn't believe it myself; I'd just cum a big load, and yet I was still hard as a rock. It was like my prick had known how long I'd dreamed of this moment and wasn't going to let me waste an instant.

"If you're still hard, maybe I didn't do it right." Her anxiety that she might have done something wrong was like the music of sweet innocence to my ears.

"Madam, I couldn't have asked you to do it any better than you did. Your hands felt absolutely wonderful. It's just being around you that's made me as hard as this. You are so beautiful."

"Oh, Bayo. You're so sweet," she said as she gave me a little smile of happiness

“It's okay," I replied. "I know this is new to both of us, and I just want to make you as happy as I can, if you'll let me."

I put my hand under her chin and lifted her pretty face up to look at me as I looked at her with big doe-like eyes. "Do you want to make me happy too?"

I could see tears of happiness welling up in those beautiful eyes of hers. "I ... I do."


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My hands caressed her massive boobs. I latched my lips onto one of her nipples and sucked on them.

She moaned the more. She lifted her arms and ran her fingers through her twinkling, night-shaded tresses, thrusting out and abandoning her treasure chest to my loving hands and mouth. I sucked long and hard on her left tit, scouring the underside of it with my busy tongue, biting into its swollen nipple.

I repeated the erotic process with her
other sensitive boob. I then shoved her boobs together and forked my tongue back and forth across both of the babe’s obviously pumped-up nipples.

Cynthia’s body and boobs shuddered in my hands, but I kept right on with the tongue-lashing, desperately feeling up her smooth, superheated tit-flesh. Until at last her eyes popped open and she moaned again.

I caressed her damp breasts in order that she could remove her skirt, so that I could unbuckle and unzip my trousers. She moved her butt backwards and spread her legs. Briefly, I could see that her shaven cunt was covered with wetness.

I shuffled forward, in between her slim, honey-dipped limbs, my arrow-straight cock pointing stiffly and directly at her slit, certainly straining to find a home there.

“Oh, go on!” she urged, leaning back against the wall. She gathered up her splayed breasts and squeezed them.



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She grinned and shook her head. "I know they were just silly little girl dreams." She shrugged.

"I'm very flattered," I said. "Can I take it that you're over that now?"

She gave me a saucy look. "Maybe," she said.

Now it was my turn to flush. For the first time the inappropriateness of what was going on here tried to worm its way into my brain. I opened my mouth to tell her that maybe I should just stand up and pay her for the service she had rendered so she could go home. But before I could do that, she blindsided me.

"Did you ever feel that way about me?" she asked.

Now it was my eyes that were having difficulty meeting hers. "Uh... well..." I stammered. "A married man doesn't easily have a crush any more."

"It's okay," she said, a slight frown touching her face. "I can understand. I'm just a fat little girl. Someone like you would never be interested in me. Forget I asked."
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"You're not fat, Kate," I told her. "Not even a little."

"You don't have to make me feel better," she said. "I mean, look at me. I don't think I can ever be a model. They're never going to ask me to model bras in the newspaper."

"Maybe not, but those models are all emaciated freaks. You're a very beautiful young woman."

"You're just saying that," she said.
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"Not at all," I assured her. "You're very cute, very nicely proportioned, and, if you don't mind my saying so, I think you're sexy and beautiful."

"Really?" she asked, beaming, and adjusting her posture on her seat. In the process, her shorts rode up just a little bit more, finally exposing a hint of the panties beneath.

My eyes dropped involuntarily down, seeing that they were pale pink in colour.

"Really," I said, swallowing nervously and putting my eyes back on her face. "If I were your age and single, you would had to fight me off."

She smiled. "You're sweet," she said. "And I wouldn't fight you very hard, either."

"That's uh... good to know," I mumbled, stealing another quick peak of her exposed panties. I just couldn't help myself.

"So... so... are you saying you have thought of me that way?" she asked me.

"Yes, Kate," I admitted. "I have thought of you that way."

She let her legs fall apart just a little more, widening the view of her panties. I could now see a stretch more than half an inch wide, more than three inches long, including the elastic portion along the edge.

The combination of the conversation we were engaged in and my fleeting views between her legs caused my cock to begin the normal biological reaction.

"Are you thinking of me that way right now?" she asked softly.

"I'm uh... going to have to take the fifth on that one," I replied.

She swallowed a little more of her drink. "You are, aren't you?" she asked.

She stood up and moved over to the next seat by my right. "Can I tell you a secret?"





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