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Literature › Re: The Lady In Red by CasNova(op): 2:29pm On Mar 05, 2021

She stood up. “Well, we already had a good time and we can continue at another time.”

He sighed again. how he wished the show could continue. But, surely, they could continue at another time. “Bunmi darling, you’ve made my day
already,” he said, grinning at her. He had to dress up to go and meet Abbey.

* * *

Later that evening when Cyril returned to his apartment, Bunmi’s parents were at home and there was no way she could visit him in his
apartment again that day. Twenty years old Bunmi was the first daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, one of the co-tenants in the one-storey building where Cyril lived at Opebi, Lagos.

The following day, he hoped he would continue his escapade with the young lady but this was not to be. She called him on the phone by ten
a.m.

“Hello, love, sorry, I had to leave the house this morning with mum. That’s why I could not come and see you.”

“It’s okay. How are you?”

“Fine. I may not be back home until late today. Tomorrow morning, I’ll be returning to University of Benin. Our lecturers have called off their
strike.”

“Ouch.” He sounded deflated. That meant they might not have intimate moment together until further notice. “I will surely miss your presence.”

“Yes. But then, we’ll maintain contact.”

“Sure. It’s just that phone contact can never be as good as physical contact.”

“I know. All the same, it is still a good contact.”

He didn’t need to argue with her. “Yeah, it’s okay.”

After the phone conversation, he mused over his brief but interesting romance with her. As a guy in town, he had many ladies at his beck and
call. The only thing was Bunmi seemed to be different. What with her claim of being a virgin? She was certainly different from others.
Just as she had hinted him, he did not see her again even as she returned to the campus at Benin the following day.

Joy disconnected the line. She knew she was taking yet another risk in going out to meet Cyril, but she would not mind doing that. It was just few minutes after seven p.m. She wore a sky blue t-shirt over jeans trousers. It was casual, but it was okay. It indeed accentuated her curvy body.

She then took the key of the Land Rover from the bedside table. For a mission as private as this, the driver would not be needed.

“I’ll soon be coming,’’ she informed Eno, the house maid. “I’m going out to see a friend.’’

The maid nodded. “Yes, madam.’’

Joy moved briskly to the car. Her figure was shapely and forever enticing. Her bust was full and attractive. She hadn’t contested for the most
beautiful girl pageant in Nigeria for nothing. She had always been the cynosure of all eyes. It was not difficult to see why many men desired her,
including wealthy guys. She had settled for one of the very best she could find.

She drove the gleaming Rover carefully to the Goldies Club. It was about thirty minutes’ drive. To pass the time, she played some music on the
car DVD drive. When she was close to the place, she put a call across to him and he picked his call at the first ring.

“I’m at the car park,’’ she informed. “I’m in the silver color Land Rover.

“Okay,” Cyril replied with excitement in his tone. “Wait, I’ll be there.’’

Without further ado, he left the club bar to go and meet her. The BMW was not far from where he parked his Honda CRV. He opened the front
right door of the car and slid inside.

“Hello, lady.’’

“Hi.”

“I miss you,’’ he muttered.

“I miss you too,’’ she echoed.

He was very happy about the turn of event. He was glad that he indeed took the steps he had taken. But he was also aware he had to be very
discreet.

The Lady in Red: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_lady_in_red/40472

Celebrities › Re: Out Of The Blue (18+) by CasNova(op): 7:20am On Mar 05, 2021

tonysunkan:
Nice one

Thanks

Celebrities › Re: Too Hot To Handle by CasNova(m): 5:52pm On Mar 01, 2021

Nice update

Politics › Re: Nigerians Will Be Shocked By Those Behind Girls' Abduction - Says Matawalle by CasNova(m): 6:43am On Mar 01, 2021

It is good to note that the Emir of Anka blamed the spate of insecurity on the federal government.

That is the bitter truth.

Celebrities › Re: Out Of The Blue (18+) by CasNova(op): 8:05pm On Feb 28, 2021

She eagerly complied and within seconds I could feel her gently rolling my sperm-laden nuts in her cradling hand while her other delicate hand continued its torturous stroking of my pulsating erection. I could feel my sack start to draw up close to my body and knew I was only moments away from orgasm.

"Point it at your chest," I instructed breathlessly as those delightful contractions started within my body. She pulled down with her jacking hand
as she continued to pump, the engorged mushroom head about six inches away from those big boobs of hers. Just seeing that was all it took to
send me over the edge. I could feel the exquisite tingling sensation as the boiling semen started to speed up the pulsing shaft of my cock.

I moaned loudly as the first thick rope shot forth in a long white streak. It hit her just above her left breast and the tail end of the big glob fell in
a slick ribbon right into her cleavage. A second shot followed and this one blasted forcefully onto the upper swell of her right breast. It was
quickly followed by a third, fourth and fifth thick rope as I started to flood her chest with my cum.

"Oh my God, there's so much," she said in a husky whisper as she continued to jack away at my spewing prick. I unloaded again and again all
over those huge boobs of hers, my enflamed cockhead spewing out wad after wad of pearly semen. I had never felt anything as intense as that
orgasm; I knew it was the illicit thrill of taking part in this forbidden act with my madam that made it so incredible. I didn't care, it was amazing
and I continued to shoot like I had never shot before. She kept pumping away at my throbbing prick until she had totally drained me; her
stroking hand moving my spewing cockhead from one side of her chest to the other. When I finally stopped shooting, she instinctively stopped
the movements of her pumping hand.

My eyes had been closed in utter ecstasy for the last half minute or so but now I opened them and looked at her, my gorgeous busty madam kneeling before me with a big load of my cum all over her voluptuous boobs.

"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."

"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.

Oh goodness, did that ever feel fantastic. Here I was, slowly massaging a load of my own creamy cum into my madam's big jugs. I started to
take more liberties as I smoothed my slick fingers further to the sides and along the lacy edge of her bra cups. I brought the glistening fingertips
of each hand towards the middle of her chest and let them push the pearly nectar of my semen right into the inviting line of her deep cleavage.

I think we both let out a little moan of pleasure as I did this, my fingers feeling the tremendous warmth and smoothness between her big boobs.
Her whole upper chest was glistening with a fine coating of my seed as I reluctantly withdrew my fingers from that deep hot crevice and
searched for more cum, wanting to completely coat both of those heavy round guns.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly as I coated my fingers with a couple thicker clumps before moving my fingers towards the outside of those
supporting bra cups.

"Yes ... it feels nice." This was all I needed to hear, so I pressed my hands into the outer swells of soft tit-flesh and inserted my gooey fingertips
beneath the lacy outside edges of her bra. I let my fingertips spread out as I brought my hands around to the front until I was cupping both of
her voluminous breasts. I slid my fingers downward until I encountered the tight band circling her chest beneath her sumptuous breasts and then
lifted both of those enormous boobs at the same time, anxious to free them from the confining bra. Oh my God, I thought to myself, were they
ever heavy! As I lifted them above and over the lacy edge, my eyes opened wide as I took in the sight of my madam's incredible naked boobs
for the first time.

Out of the Blue: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/out_of_the_blue/30261

Romance › Re: Out Of The Blue by CasNova(op): 7:59pm On Feb 28, 2021

I slipped my hands beneath one huge breast and lifted the heavy tit towards me as I lowered my mouth over her shoulder. My hungry eyes feasted on the stiff nipple as I brought it closer and closer to my waiting mouth. With the heavy weight of her breast cradled tenderly in my cupping hands, I opened my lips and slipped them over the enflamed brownish bud.

Wow, did Big Mummy ever look fantastic with my cum clinging to her face. When I'd been romancing those slippery monsters of hers, I had no intention of blowing off all over her face; I thought I was just going to spray my load all over her upper chest and those incredible jugs of hers. I think I'd been shocked more than she was when she looked down to see what was going on when I started to cum, and ended up with the rest of my load pasted all over her pretty face. I had expected her to turn away once the first shot hit her; but no, she kept her eyes focused on the head of my throbbing prick as I continued to shoot, wad after wad of my thick creamy semen covering her soft smooth skin on the lower part of her face.

It had been so sexy to see her feather her delicate tongue out and eagerly gather in the warm seed around her mouth, the silvery fluid glistening on her tongue as it slowly retreated back into her welcoming mouth before she swallowed it. She seemed almost in a trance as she did it, seemingly unaware of me even being there. And then that purr ... that delicious satisfied purr of contentment that vibrated warmly from her throat as she swallowed. It sounded like the sweetest sonata to my ears, her eyes closing in bliss as my manly discharge slid down her silky throat.

She opened her eyes after she swallowed, and the surprised look on her face told me I was right; she'd been somewhere else, her lustful desires making her unaware of my presence. I saw her start to turn red with embarrassment, and that was the last thing I wanted. I looked away and brought out a handkerchief from my trousers pocket.

"I guess we better get cleaned up," I said.

"Oh gosh, is that ever hot," I thought to myself as she lifted the heavy orb higher and slipped her full lips over the hard red button of her nipple.

I went to the bathroom and ran the cold shower over my head. It felt good to have the water pelt down upon me. I turned my head into the
spray and let it beat on my face and down over my body, the hot water sluicing away the sweat from our recent exertions. I lathered up and
scrubbed myself, the soapy water snaking into the drain like a pearly ribbon of cum. As my hands sought out my oily dick, I knew I'd have more
of that silvery nectar for her before this day was done.

Finishing my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went back to the bedroom.

“Let me take a shower too,” she said as she made for the bathroom. Some minutes later, she was back. Meanwhile, I had my boxer and singlet on.

There was a flat-screen in the bedroom that I directed my attention at while she opened one of her wardrobes and went through what she
could wear.

"How do you think I look?" her soft voice came to my ears, causing me to turn to see her walking towards me.

My jaw almost dropped, she looked so very hot! She was wearing a black miniskirt and skimpy top. They probably belonged to one of her
daughters as I could not imagine that she would wear such a dress out. The miniskirt looked great, black fabric standing out brilliantly where it
ended high on her full tanned thighs. But the top ... that luxuriously tight-fitting cherry-red top ... gosh ... it looked fantastic! Like young fashionistas to a shoe sale, my eyes were immediately drawn to that incredible chest of hers.

I loved the way the vertical ribs of the top stretched in and out as they followed the generous swells of her huge boobs. I could see the outline
of the lacy bra through the hugging fabric, and I knew she had once again donned that flattering black bra I'd gotten her the other day.

"You look amazing!" I gushed, lasciviously looking her up and down as she posed before me, a big smile spreading across her pretty face.

My eyes feasted on her succulent rear end, the outline of a pair of white panties slightly visible beneath the black miniskirt. Oh man, she had a
great ass; nice and round and full. I knew my cock was going to be buried hilt-deep inside that ass someday, and I suppressed a lustful groan as
I pictured pushing her up against the wall, lifting her skirt from behind, tearing off those panties and slipping my thrusting erection deep inside
her tight hot ass. With those wickedly nasty lustful thoughts racing through my brain, I felt myself starting to sweat with anticipation already.

She looked up at me and I could see the overwhelming passion she had for me in her eyes. I knew she could see the same in my eyes. As I
looked into those warm eyes, I could see desire lurking there too, the passionate hunger that I'd just started unleashing in that tremendous body
of hers needing to be fed once more.

I lowered my mouth to hers and she opened her lips willingly; her mouth tasting hot and sweet. We kissed deeply, our tongues rolling against
each other as I pressed my body against hers, her soft breasts pressing warmly into my chest.

A low moan purred from her throat as I continued to kiss her while my hands slid down her back until I was cupping those incredible full cheeks
of hers. Oh gosh, did they ever feel good; so full, so soft, so lush. The dressing table was right behind her so I deftly picked her up and set her on the edge of the table, her feet dangling above the floor.

"Oh Bayo, what ... what are you doing?" she asked breathlessly as our mouths parted, each of us gasping hotly.

"When you look as ravishingly beautiful as you do, you deserve to feel that way too." I stepped closer to her, nudging my body between her
knees.

"Bayo, I ... I..." She protested softly, not sure of what was happening.

"Madam, have I ever done anything to hurt you?" I stood stock-still, waiting for her response.

"No, never."

"Have I made you feel good, these last couple of days?"

She paused and I could see her flush slightly in embarrassment. "Yes," she replied, averting her guilty eyes from mine.

"Then just relax, madam. Trust me. I just want to make you feel good."

"Okay." She nibbled nervously on her bottom lip as I put both of my hands on the insides of her legs and slowly pushed them apart. We both

looked down as the gap between her creamy thighs widened enough to let me get between them. I watched as the hem of the black mini
moved higher and higher until I stopped; the view of her pussy still partially covered by her skirt. That was perfect for what I wanted to do right now.

"I want to kiss you. Again and again," I whispered softly as I moved close to her, my body between her spread thighs. She turned her mouth up
towards mine, her beckoning lips parted, her warm blue eyes glassy with lust. I lowered my lips to hers and I felt her tongue wrap around mine
as she drew it deep into her hot moist mouth.

I was the one moaning softly this time as I savored the amorous pleasure of our hot lustful kiss. Her arms slid up the front of my body and
around my neck as we kissed passionately, our hearts racing with delight. I slid my own hands down the sides of her body, a twinge of desire
going right to my groin as I worked my fingers over the pronounced curves of her voluminous boobs.

I let my hands explore further, my fingers tracing teasingly down over the front of her skirt and onto the soft smooth skin of her thighs. She
didn't stop me as I rubbed my fingers in slow tantalizing circles over that significantly soft skin of her inner thighs. I could feel her trembling
with desire as I slipped one hand beneath her t-shirt while the other one stroked her inner thighs.

The skin beneath her t-shirt was warm and soft as sin as I slid that hand up until I was cupping one of her enormous breasts, the delicate lace of
her bra feeling sensually exciting under my fingertips. My other hand moved further forwards, my fingers tracing deftly over her smooth skin
until I felt my fingertips softly touch the warm petals of her pussy lips. Oh gosh, she was soaking wet!

She groaned wantonly into my mouth as we continued to kiss, my one hand gently squeezing her sumptuous breast while the other started to
manipulate her dripping snatch. I moved my hand upwards between her spread thighs, my fingers exploring my madam's hot juicy cunt for the
first time. Oh my God, did it ever feel fantastic. The soft petals of her labia were hot and slick under my fingers, the whole surface of her Arrow
covered with her flowing juices; evidence of her arousal.

She purred into my mouth again as I slid my fingertips all over those significantly soft lips, her sweet nectar coating my searching hand. I let my
middle finger slip deftly between her hot inner lips and felt her start to squirm as I moved it teasingly in a slow probing circle just inside her
juicy opening. I gently squeezed her heavy tit as I brought my fingers higher, anxious to see if her clit was as sensitive as the rest of her lush
body seemed to be. I slid my hand right to the top of her hot creamy slit, my fingers encountering the erect spire of her swollen clit; the
protruding button feeling significantly hot beneath my finger-tips.

She groaned deep in her throat as she pulled my face closer to hers, her hot moist mouth all but devouring mine. I rolled the tip of my finger all
around the hard pebble nestled at the top of her oozing gash. Man, was it ever big. It felt like a hot little fingertip poking out from its hooded
sheath as I traced the tip of my slick finger all around it.

"Oh God..." She pulled her gasping mouth away from mine and buried her face in the hollow of my neck as she pulled me close. She started to
twitch already so I ran my thumb through her slippery lips and brought it to her fiery clit as well. I rolled the hot swollen nub between my thumb and forefinger, my manipulating fingers triggering an immediate orgasm within her.

Out of the Blue: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/out_of_the_blue/30261

Literature › Re: Out Of The Blue by CasNova(op): 7:57pm On Feb 28, 2021

Romance › Re: Scents Of Lust by CasNova(op): 7:42pm On Feb 28, 2021

He was silent but tears were beginning to well.

She continued, "Thank you for coming. You didn't have to. I know my actions killed our relationship and I'm so very sorry I did what I did."

"Why did you do it?"

"Tade, anything I say will be an excuse. I let your absence be an excuse for me to party with friends. One thing led to another; and I was offered
and accepted cocaine for the first time in my life. That drug gradually became my god in a few months. Over time, Vivian came second and you
were not even in the picture. I lost all sense of reality and my self-respect."

"When I brought you home from the hospital, why did you leave?"

"I was out of coke and heroin and I had to get it. I called up an old friend and he came for me. I was so hooked and in so much pain that I'd
have sold my soul to the devil for a fix."

"Deola, I did my best to help you break that habit."

"I know, but I was too weak. I couldn't do it, Tade." Tears flowed down her face.

"We searched for you nearly a year."

"I know. I saw the missing person report on TV and knew the police and you were looking for me. I didn't want to be found and continued to
live with my friend. When he moved to Abuja, I went with him. After we were there several months, I changed my name back to Stella and got a
driver’s license. He and I were arrested for dealing after we'd been there about six months. He went to jail."

"What did you do then?"

"After I went through his stash that the police missed, I didn't have a choice. I went on the street and whored myself to anyone with money. The
drugs controlled me and every part of my life."

"Why didn't you call me? I'd have come for you."

"I was too ashamed to call you. I really thought I'd get killed on the streets and it would be over with, but it never happened. I tried to commit
suicide but couldn't even do that. Someone saw me starting to run out in front of a car and wrestled me to the pavement. The police took me to
a psychiatric hospital and they put me in rehab center. But I didn't want help. I wanted to die.

"Along the line, I finally met a woman who brought me to Christ. I never was a believer, as you know, but by the grace of God, I was finally at a
point in my life low enough to find Him waiting for me. The woman, whose name is Kate, volunteered at the jail from one of the local church
ministries. She had the patience of Job working with me. I got out last week and dad sent me the money to come home."

"Deola, I'm very happy you were saved and that you're home with people who really love you. But I'm not one of those people. When you
disappeared, you gradually died to me over the next two years. I filed for divorce so I could start over and find a mummy for Vivian who
depended on me. When you left Vivian, you burned every bridge between us and those cannot be re-built."

"I know." Tears and eyeliner ran down her cheeks. "I have no right at all to ask anything of you and you don't owe me anything. I was totally at
fault and it ruined our marriage. My baby is no longer mine and I understand why. The only thing I'm begging you to do is allow me to visit with
Vivian every now and then. I just want to kiss her and hold her a little while. She's still part of my spirit and that void in my heart is killing me."

"She thinks you died and are in heaven with Jesus. How can I tell her now that I was just joking and that her mummy was really a drug addict
and a prostitute and a drug dealer and was in jail? She's four years old, for God's sake."

Deola studied the far wall and didn't respond for many seconds.

"Tade, the one thought I held onto throughout the drug withdrawal was that I might see Vivian again. Her little face was in my mind the entire
time I was cramping so bad I couldn't walk. The thought of her gave me a reason for living and I was praying that you would let me see her and
hug her."

"You're appealing to sympathies which I don't have for you. Deola, it's over. Vivian is not going to see you. She has a new mummy now and any
exposure she has to you will only cause confusion."

"I didn't know you re-married."

"I haven't yet but I'm engaged."

"Can you give me some hope that someday I might see Vivian?"

"Well, let's talk about your plans. What are you going to do the next few years?"

"Dad has agreed to send me back to college and I'm going to try my best to get in. I have completed one year, as you know. My criminal record
will hurt me but I might be able to get into a community college. I want to continue in computer science and then get a job in that field."

Tade was silent for a long time before saying, "My fiancée and I will discuss it and I'll call you. We have agreed that Vivian will need to know
about you down the road when she's old enough to understand what happened. I think it's very important that she knows about drugs and the real human cost that drugs demand but she can't understand that for many more years."

"Would it be possible for me to pretend I'm not her mother and see her in your presence for a few minutes? Please?"

"Your parents showed her a photo of you last year and she'll remember it. You have no idea how intelligent she is and she never forgets
anything. You've aged and look much older now than the picture shows but she'll still know it's you."

"Maybe I can pretend to be her mummy's older sister. Tade, please."

"I can't take that chance. Vivian is the most important thing in my life. You once were but I lost you. I'm not going to take any chance on losing
Vivian. Any contact with you will only be confusing, troubling and painful to her. She's happy now to know that her first mummy is in heaven
with Jesus and it's going to stay that way. When she becomes a teenager and fully aware of drugs, addiction and divorce, then we can talk again
and arrange a visit. But until then, I don't see any way that I can allow you in her presence."

Deola began uncontrollable wailing and ran upstairs. Tade left and walked to his car. Once in the driver seat, he broke down and cried like he'd
done when holding the dying child on the street. He prayed that he'd made the right decision.

When he returned to Bukky's home, everyone gathered to hear about his meeting. Vivian was still taking a nap so he was free to recount
everything that was said to the best of his memory; all agreed that he'd made the best decision. He went to the bedroom and called his parents
to let them know the results. They were also very supportive.

Tade had no appetite and decided to take a nap prior to going to work. Bukky wanted to lie with him but decided he needed quiet time. Tade
spent all the time thinking through his meeting and re-living the emotional roller-coaster he'd experienced. As much as he hated to admit it,
Deola still had an effect on him. She had been the center of his life for six years during high school and up until she disappeared. It was
impossible for him to hate her like he wanted to do.

Bukky and Vivian came into the bedroom at 8:30 to warn him about the time. He had to be to be at work at 10:00 and it was almost an hour's
drive. Tade and Bukky carried the lasagna and bread to the car and kissed.

"I know you're worried, Tade. That was a tough decision and you're probably going to go over it many times in your mind. Please don't dwell on
it. You did the right thing. Everything will work out."

"I'll try, sweetheart."

"Vivian and I love you very much."

"I love you."

Deola's parents returned home and her mummy found her still crying in the bedroom. Uche asked, "I guess it didn't go so well, did it?"

"He refused to let me see her. He said that Vivian thinks I died and am in heaven."

"That's what we told Vivian because we didn't know anything else to tell her that she would understand."

"I know. I messed up, Mummy. I really messed up and ruined my life. The one thing I was holding on to was the thought of seeing Vivian again. I
really thought he would let me do that. I begged him to let me kiss her and hold her a little while and he refused. I even agreed to pretend I was
her mother's sister and he said no."

"What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know. I must try to start cleaning up my life and all the past mistakes I made. You and Daddy are the only lifeline I have for now, but I've
got to make my own way."

"Deola, you'll always be our daughter no matter what happens. We'll help you if you let us but that will stop if you go back to drugs or alcohol.
You will kill yourself with that stuff and we are not going to help you do that. We love you too much."

"Mummy, I love you and I'll never go back to that. God loved me and offered me a better way in life. Drugs don't hold that power over me like
they did."

"Well, get yourself together and come down for dinner. Your dad wants to order pizza for us. Let's talk some more about Vivian. Maybe there's
something we can do that would let you spend time with her."

"I don't know what you or anyone can do without Tade's approval."

"Let's talk to your dad and see what he thinks."

The next three weeks were very busy for everyone. The sisters' romances continued to develop. Roli was true to her word and Ike became the
total focus of her romantic life. She saw and visited with Ayo and Liza at the Joint one evening, and they seemed very happy. Onome and Dele
made plans to go to Warri during Christmas break for him to meet her parents. She wanted to "break him in" riding horses so he could see her
favorite remote parts of the ranch. Her goal was to introduce him to ranch life and pray that he would like it. Onome worked many hours on her
paintings; preparing for the February senior art show the university would be sponsoring.

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Literature › Re: Bound For Life by CasNova(op): 7:06am On Feb 28, 2021

She chuckled over the line. “You too should be ready,” she enthused.

She and I had been meeting in the last weeks.

She could not replace Bukky in my life, but she also had this spicy role to play. I very much cherished that role.

Vivian came to meet me in the bar, but there was no need to hurry. Later, we left for Kay’s apartment. It was a neat and nice two-bedrooms apartment.

“You and your babe can use the next bedroom,” Kay said.

Of course, that was why we were there. “Thanks, Kay.”

I was soon in the room with Vivian.

“I hope you’re ready for me,” I teased.

“I hope you’re ready for me too.”

Like passion-starved couple, we started to kiss.

“Hey, wait,” she said, quite breathless. From her handbag, she brought out a pack of yoghurt, brought a razor blade and slit it open.

I undressed her top and bra, briefly caressing the boobs. I undressed too and freed my straining cock from its containment.

I took the pack and began to pour some on her right breast on sucked on it. From the right one to the left. They felt soft and succulent in my mouth. I then sat on the bed and poured some yoghurt on my cock.

"Hmmm," she said as she sucked and licked the cock, while I gently massaged the soft voluptuous breasts than dangled from her chest.

"Come over here," she said urgently. I quickly moved to her side of the bed. She sat down and pressed me down to my knees in front of her. I leaned forward and into her breasts.

"You’re my baby right now,” she said. “Come and suck, baby. Show baby how you suck," she whispered into my hot ear. My mouth found a sweet soft luscious breast and suckled it.

I moved my still-sticky cock up to her mouth and looked up at her as she sucked it while I sucked her breast. I paused, "Oh baby, we love to suck, don't we?"

"Hmm, honey, this is crazy, crazy, but wonderful. I can't believe this is happening. Make love to my succulent breasts, sweetheart."

I sucked and sucked, first one and then the other, licking the swollen areolas and nibbling at the nipples. After minutes, I adjusted my position such that she grasped my hips and moved me toward her.

She ran her hand up and down my pubic region. I could see her ogling my long and erect prick.
I took the yoghurt pack, now half empty and poured some of it over my eager organ. Then I moved toward her mouth.

She enveloped my prick and sucked it deeply into her mouth. The slow deep throat action she had undertaken on my cock had been the practice session for the passionate sucking that now began.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the physical love my babe now gave me, now here in reality was the dream episode that I had always had.

"Oh, baby, I used to dream about doing this sensuous thing with a babe," I said, wondering if maybe I should not have admitted that as I felt her stop and my prick go cold outside her mouth.

"Baby, I understood that, and you were not the only one," she replied.

She blushed again as I looked down at her, sitting there on the bed and holding my cock before her lust-enflamed face.

"Oh, baby, baby," I called out in joyous delirium. "I used to dream of being so free with boobs like this, sweetheart.”

I definitely loved this body. I loved these kind of boobs and had always wanted to feel and caress them. Now, Vivian was seriously fanning my embers of passion:

“Suck me, suck every part of my body," she enthused.

I did as she desired. I cuddled her back, waist and bum with my mouth still busy on her nipple.

My fingers moved to her belly and then her cunt. It was incredibly wet and I soaked my hand in it and then massaged her belly with it, reached down for more and then massaged her breasts with her own juices.

Then I ran my hand down and up, slowly, gently, caressing her now sticky breasts and belly.

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Literature › Re: A Flash In The Pan (18+) by CasNova(m): 5:06am On Feb 26, 2021

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Literature › Re: The Lady In Red by CasNova(op): 6:49pm On Feb 25, 2021

"Do you want me to continue to suck you?" she asked as innocently as ever.

He couldn't believe this pretty being was saying all this. He hadn't ever been with a lady who talked this much during intimacy. In a strange sort
of way, it was nice. Practically nice.

Of course, he wanted her to continue. He nodded and reached down for her hand. Bunmi grabbed his member and she took him in her mouth once again as the showerhead continued to run in front of them.

He had to grip the edge of the wall with one hand when she practically started sucking. Realizing what was about to happen, he muttered:

"Honey, you're about... to make me cum. I'll... I'll try to warn... you before I... shoot."

She removed the organ from her sweet mouth one last time, just long enough to say, "It's okay. I want you to cum in my mouth."

She immediately took him back into her mouth, her lips stretching into a very large O and her chin dimpling. As her words registered, as he realized what she intended to do, that did it. The situation had passed the point of no return. he briefly thought over the fact that this magnificent Mouth Gig wasn't going to last longer. He decided to reach out to hold her cheeks in his hands—and spurted.

Cyril came in her mouth as she looked lovingly into his eyes. Her expression looked like she was asking herself if she was doing it right. The pleasure of the lust he felt was beyond words. She was doing it right, very right, he felt. So right. Then her expression changed with the second spurt. She looked panicked. She suddenly pulled her wonderful warm mouth off his dick and he finished spurting on her cheek and her neck. The white ropes of his cum started to flow down her body as she coughed.

As his spurts died down, he saw that she was struggling to swallow what was in her mouth. The sound of the falling water slowly returned as he rejoined the real world. When he had no more cum to give her, she finally managed to swallow but with difficulty.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I thought I could swallow it all, but the taste...the smell..."

"It's alright," he said. "It felt wonderful. You might come to like the taste, maybe not. It doesn't matter. I love that you tried to do that for me."

Now, they allowed their bodies to be lathed and washed under the shower. It felt so pleasant as the water ran over their bodies. After minutes,
he turned off the tap. He threw his small towel at the end of the rack at her to dry her body. Thereafter, he too dried his body.

Then, they returned to the sitting-room. Just then, his cell phone started to ring. Oh, damn it! How could the caller choose this time?

He ignored it. Bunmi looked at him. “Won’t you answer it?” she asked.

He grimaced and looked at the id caller on the phone. It was Abbey, his good pall and ‘business associate.’ Abbey would not be calling if
something important had not cropped.

“Hello, Abbey,” Cyril greeted.

“Old boy,” he said, straight to the point. “Your attention is needed now at Anifowoshe.”

Again, Cyril grimaced. “Now?”

“Yes, now.”

He sighed as the line was cut off. In his line of business, if Abbey said his attention was needed, then, it must be that his attention was indeed
needed. Anifowoshe was part of Ikeja; and about fifteen to twenty minutes’ drive would take him there. Could he still see if he could complete
his ‘task’ with Bunmi?

“Don’t tell me that’s an urgent call?” she said.

“It is, but …”

She stood up. “Well, we already had a good time and we can continue at another time.”

He sighed again. how he wished the show could continue. But, surely, they could continue at another time. “Bunmi darling, you’ve made my day
already,” he said, grinning at her. He had to dress up to go and meet Abbey.

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Romance › Re: The Madam At The Top by CasNova(op): 4:55am On Feb 23, 2021

Her eyes looked back at me, my still hard cock in her mouth. She gave my balls another gentle squeezing, then dragged her mouth away. With a smile, she took a theatrical gulp. The semen erupted like a hot volcano. I felt hot sensation running through my body.

“Wow, that was a lot of, well, you know,” I managed to mutter, short of breath.

She wiped her lips and stood up to kiss me. I kissed her back. We felt thrillingly satisfied.

* * *

The morning of the following day, I was at Madam’s residence as early as seven-thirty. I was in a lively mood as I imagined that Madam would ask me to take her to another rendezvous for another steamy session. How cheeky. Did Madam employ me to be a driver or a ‘grinder’?

Madam did not come down until few minutes after nine. She really took her time today. The house maid followed her, carrying a suit case. I opened the booth of the car while the maid put it there. Was Madam traveling?

“Good morning, Madam,” I greeted the moment I sighted her.

“Good morning, Ben. How was your night?”

I remembered the torrid night I had with Cynthia and smiled. “It was not bad, ma’am.”

“Good to hear that.” She settled herself at the back seat. “Drive me to the airport. I’ll be taking the mid-day flight to Abuja.”

I was surprised to hear this. “You’re traveling?”

“Yes,” she answered. “But I’ll be back after a few days.”

I wasn’t happy to hear this. Why hadn’t she told me before? Well, you are just Madam’s ‘boy’ not her husband, I reminded myself. She brought a woman’s magazine from her handbag and started to read. It was the end of conversation between us.

Several minutes later, we were at the airport. She alighted from the car at the local wing and smiled at me.

“Take the car to the office and hand the key to my secretary,” she said. “And take care of yourself.”

“Yes, ma’am. Buy something from Abuja on your way back.”

She nodded and went off. I drove the car away to the office at Falomo, Ikoyi. Then I went to meet Madam’s secretary, Miss Amarachi.

“Well done. Madam said I should hand over the key of the car to you.”

“Yeah.” She didn’t seem surprised to hear that. She collected the keys from me. “You will have to hand over your uniform too.”

Again, I was surprised to hear this. “Why? Did Madam not travel for just a few days?”

She shook her head. “From Abuja, she will be flying to New York. She may not be back until weeks or months. Didn’t she tell you that?”

If I said I was not aghast, I would be lying. “New York? You don’t mean it! Or, which Madam are you talking about?”

Amarachi looked surprised. “Which other Madam? Madam at the top, of course.”

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Ann2012:
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You are welcome

Politics › 2023: Cracks In Jonathan's Camp by CasNova(op): 7:27am On Feb 21, 2021

Efforts by some stakeholders to drag former President Goodluck Jonathan to the 2023 presidential race on the platform of the ruling All Progressives Congress (APC) has caused a sharp division within his camp, reports ‘Dare Odufowokan, Assistant Editor.

Allies of former President Goodluck Jonathan are sharply divided over an alleged plot by some chieftains of the ruling All Progressives Congress (APC) to drag the ex-President into the 2023 presidential race on the platform of the ruling party. The Nation gathered that while Jonathan is reportedly yet to take a decision on alleged pressure on him by the APC chiefs, many of his known allies are said to be already working with the promoters of the plot in preparation for the 2023 elections. This is just as a good number of his associates have also made it clear they will not support him should he leave the opposition Peoples Democratic Party (PDP).

Though the leadership of the ruling party has denied it is planning to field Jonathan as its next presidential candidate, sources within the party told The Nation that some APC governors are actually toying with the idea of backing the former president to return in 2023 on the platform of the party. It was gathered that many of Jonathan’s associates are said to be on their way to the ruling party as part of the plan to facilitate his emergence as the presidential candidate of the party come 2023. According to sources, one of the APC governors may also be supported to emerge as the vice presidential candidate of the party.

“The plot is to bring Jonathan in and support him as a presidential candidate on the agreement that he will do just a term in office and allow power to return to the north. Constitutionally, he cannot vie for another term. So his choice is being promoted by some northern governors and chieftains of the APC as a way to douse the agitation for zoning and also truncate the presidential ambition of a particular southerner. Many meetings have been held on the matter and though the former president is yet to consent to the plan, there are strong indications that he may consider the offer and join the APC eventually.

“As part of the moves, some associates of the former president are expected to leave the PDP and join the APC soon. Once that start happening then you should know the deal is struck and Jonathan will be coming to try and get the ticket of the party ahead of 2023,” our source said, adding that “and to make things easy, the APC, influenced by the governors, has amended its rules to pave way for new comer into the party to vie for tickets. That move is part of the strategies to soften the ground for Jonathan and others would be defectors into the APC.”

The body language of the former president, according to political observers, has also changed since talks about the possibility of his seeking a return to the presidency in 2023 gathered momentum. When asked recently by journalists whether he would be joining the presidential race in 2023, he stated that “It is too early to talk about that.” Analysts have also been pointing to the increased rapport between the former president and President Muhammadu Buhari, as well as the not too cordial relationship he maintains with the leadership of the PDP, as indications of things likely to come as 2023 draws nearer.

Sources said a group led by an ally of the former President, who is also a chieftain of the APC in Bayelsa State, is already working with the promoters of the idea on how to fly the project. The parties are said to have met on occasions to discuss the modalities. “The APC governors want the campaign to start from the South-south, being Jonathan’s base. It is expected to be taken to other parts of the south before they will give support to it up north as agreed. They have also assured us that they will convince the APC to give its 2023 presidential ticket to the former President. A lot of individuals and groups will be part of it all,” our source claimed.

The Nation gathered that as part of the plot to sell the candidacy of the former president within and outside his zone, an agitation for the South-south to be allowed to present a candidate that will complete its second tenure in 2023, will be mounted. “This is to make the people of the South-south see the project as theirs, and to also appeal to pro-zoning elements across the country. Jonathan was denied a second term in 2015 and by extension, the South-south is now the only zone that wasn’t allowed to rule for eight years. That is something we intend to capitalize on as we sell his candidacy,” our source added.

But Yobe State Governor, Mai Mala Buni, who is also the Chairman, APC Caretaker and Extra-Ordinary Convention Planning Committee, said the party is not wooing Jonathan for the 2023 presidential race on its platform. He added that APC governors’ visit to Jonathan was solely to congratulate him on his birthday and to honour him as a former Nigerian leader. He however said the party is open to people who are willing to join, recalling that his committee’s efforts have attracted many erstwhile leading opposition figures like Governor Dave Umahi of Ebonyi State into the APC.

On his part, Jonathan recently reacted to the stories making the round when he said he is still in the PDP. According to him: “PDP has been a very friendly party. I am a member of PDP and I know from the beginning till today, it has been a very friendly party. PDP is a party that carries everybody along and we should extend that to Bayelsa State.”

Discordant tunes

But it appears that the alleged plot, especially indications that it is being promoted by largely northern chieftains of the ruling party, is not being viewed the same way by the former president’s supporters. While The Nation gathered that some of his allies are already working as a group to push the idea and convince Jonathan to make the move into the APC when the time comes, some very close associates of the former governor have expressed objections to the plot, warning the ex-president to be wary of those urging him on. According to reliable sources, many of them are former coordinators of Jonathan’s campaigns in the past.

During the week, supporters of the former president under the auspice of Goodluck Jonathan Support Group (GJSG) state coordinators, called on him to shun all entreaties “aimed at luring him to dump his political home which is the PDP, and jump into the danger-laden uncertainties of the ruling party.” The group, speaking after a meeting in Port-Harcourt, capital of Rivers State, reiterated its earlier threat to withdraw support for Jonathan, should he leave the PDP for the APC. “We want to say it again that as loyal members of the PDP, we will not follow anybody to the APC just because we adore him or her,” GJSG said.

The Nation gathered that the meeting of the coordinators was convened following fears that the rumoured talks between Jonathan and some APC governors may turn out to be true. According to the Chairman of the coordinators, Hon. Alfred Emiloju Esomijumi, “we have made efforts to get to the root of the rumour and we are not convinced that it is all lies. On a daily basis, we are getting indications that something may be going on behind the curtains and that is why we deemed it important to quickly speak our mind and make our position on the unfolding political drama known.

“It is not for fun that some of the people we see as leaders in the ex-President’s camp will be favouring the ruling party against our own party on some issues. It is not also mere co-incidence that some people who left us in the past are now regular visitors to some of our leaders. We have waited long enough for somebody to clear the air on all these happenings but nothing has been done. We remain solidly committed to the politics of Dr. Jonathan as he remains a leader yet to be equaled in this country. But we will not sacrifice our loyalty to our dear party for our love for his leadership and person.”

Also, Comrade Zik Gbemre, National Coordinator, Niger Delta Peace Coalition, wants Jonathan to be careful of the many offers coming his way ahead of the 2023 presidential election. “He is a citizen of this country who enjoys all rights to vote and be voted for in the 2023 presidential election. He still has the window to contest since he ruled for just one term. However, if I were Goodluck Jonathan, I will not accept the pressure from the North or anywhere else to contest any election again. Knowing the type of politics played in Nigeria, it may just be an attempt to dent his image further.

“Jonathan achieved a lot when he calmly conceded defeat and accepted the outcome of the 2015 presidential election. What else does Jonathan want to achieve? What is it that Jonathan could not do well, with nearly six years as the President of Nigeria? Jonathan should be very careful not to accept any Greek Gift, either from any person or any other geopolitical zone of the country,” he said.

But on Thursday, another group of Jonathan’s supporters, in a release signed by Comrade Godknows Kpodoh, lambasted Esomijumi and his group over their stand on the matter, describing him and others with him as ‘impostors who are out to truncate our leader’s steady march back to political leadership.” Kpodoh said his group, Coalition for President Goodluck Jonathan (CPGJ), “unlike GJSG, is well known and recognised by Jonathan and his associates all over the country. “We will support Jonathan anywhere he goes. He is the hope of this country and we the young ones will not fold our hands at this crucial time. It is unfortunate that some impostors are already paid to truncate this steady march,” he lamented.

The Nation also gathered that some allies of the former president, dissatisfied with certain developments and determined to do all they can to forestall any plan by Jonathan to switch camp ahead of the 2023 elections, discreetly urged some PDP leaders to visit the ex-president in Abuja recently. The immediate past Senate President, Dr. Bukola Saraki, has led the high powered Reconciliation Committee of the PDP to the meeting. The visit, according to the committee, is geared towards closing ranks, settling rifts and bringing about consolidation ahead as intrigues relating to the 2023 general elections unfold.

Others on the trip included former governors of Gombe, Katsina and Cross River states; Ibrahim Dankwambo, Ibrahim Shema and Liyel Imoke respectively. Others are ex- Secretary to the Government of the Federation, Senator Anyim Pius Anyim; and former House of Representatives leader, Mulikat Adeola-Akande. Sources told our correspondent that the PDP leaders used the opportunity of the parley to urge Jonathan to ignore all entreaties to him by the APC as it will not be in his favour politically

.Meanwhile, it is yet to be ascertained whether the meeting has finally ended speculations about what the former President will do next.

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Literature › Re: The Lady In Red by CasNova(op): 6:30am On Feb 19, 2021

Their lips parted. He relaxed his grasp and took a step or two back. He regarded the beauty in his arms as his hands rested on her shapely hips.
The water sluiced between her tits. It flowed in a translucent manner down her flat stomach, and gathered into a river as it left her body. Then, it formed a thick stream flowing down from her pussy, drawing his eyes to the dark triangle at the juncture of her legs.

Bunmi cleared her throat to get his attention. With agonizing slowness, he lifted his gaze. He ran his eyes up her delectable body until his eyes met hers. He found her smiling.

"That's better. I was wondering if I would ever get to see your eyes again," Bunmi said.

"I couldn't help myself," he told her honestly. "Seeing you and seeing your body exposed to me, knowing what you are giving to me; I can't do
any other thing but stare at you."

"That's so sweet of you, Cyril." She reached for his cheeks with her hands and kissed him again. It was a kiss that was gentle yet firm. As Bunmi
kissed him, she ran one leg up his. That action almost made him lose his balance. He did his best to hold on to her with one hand holding on to her slick and shapely bottom.

They finally satisfied their immediate urges enough to move on to actually getting clean. They passed on washcloths, instead soaping up their hands and rubbing them all over each other. The smoothness of her breasts as he soaped them was awesome. Her nipples were erect as they slid through his fingers and Bunmi moaned as he pulled on them. At the same time, she was enjoying soaping up his chest.

He pulled Bunmi to his body rather roughly, her body melding to his as her breath left her in a rush. She smiled up at him as he leaned in to kiss her. As they kissed, her slick hands ran over his butt. He realized she was pulling him harder to her so she could feel his erection trapped against her stomach.

When their lips parted, she smiled and said, "I feel there is something that still needs to be washed."

With a grin painting her face, Bunmi went down on her knees in front of him. He shifted to block the spray from her face. She looked truly delighted as she took his fully hard cock in her hands. He was having a little trouble controlling his knees as she stroked him.

She didn't look at him for a few minutes, instead she was closely studying his member. It was probably the first one she had ever seen something as big as this. He enjoyed watching the fascination that was evident in her expression.

Wrapping one delicate hand around the shaft, she rubbed the tip between her thumb and forefinger. After a careful examination of his dick and his balls, she leaned a little more forward and, looking up to meet his eyes, she sucked the head of his dick into her mouth. He felt the end of her tongue delicately rubbing against his tip and he groaned out loud. She removed his dick from her mouth to speak, much to his disappointment.

"Do you want me to continue to suck you?" she asked as innocently as ever.

He couldn't believe this pretty being was saying all this. He hadn't ever been with a lady who talked this much during intimacy. In a strange sort of way, it was nice. Practically nice.

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Literature › Re: I Did Not Rape Christiana by CasNova(m): 5:39am On Feb 19, 2021

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