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 Literature / Re: Love To Lust (18+) by CasNova: 1:28pm On Sep 10, 2023 |
“That will be no problem, as long as you’re ready to take care of me.” I was prepared for that. I knew I would definitely have to take care of her. “So, let’s meet there, Augusta.” “Alright, Alex. See you.” I was in the club few minutes after six. I played snooker to while away the time. When it was few minutes to seven p.m., Augusta came to meet me there. She should be in her mid-twenties, and she even looked prettier than she looked in picture. “Hello, Augusta. Finally, we’re meeting in blood and flesh.” “Hello, Alex.” I shook hands with her and took her to the bar. “So, what will you like to take, Augusta baby?” “Any nice drink that you can offer.” “What about French wine?” She smiled. “Oh, that will be fine.” I ordered for a good wine. We sipped our drinks. “So, you frequent this place?” she asked. I nodded. “You can say that again.” “Have you ever brought her here before?” I clouded my face. “Who?” She smiled. “Your wife.” I grimaced. How cheeky. “No.” I allowed some seconds of silence. “Some guys have brought you here before?” She grinned. “No, but my dad has.” I was curious. “Your father?” “Yes, my dad.” Was that a euphemism? I shrugged. I soon found that she was witty. As a matter of fact, I could see that she combined beauty with brilliance. She was very much like Amanda. I thought I was lucky to be having such ladies in my hands. After several minutes of chatting, I told her it was better we moved to a room where we could have private moments. “It’s okay, Alex.” We moved to the room. “I must admire your beauty and intelligence,” I said. She chuckled. “You really think so?” I nodded. “Yes. Now, beyond that, let me show you how to love a lady.” “Are you sure you can really succeed in doing that?” “Of course, I can. By the time I’m through with you, you will have no doubt.” She laughed. “That’s okay. We shall see.” Yes, we shall, I thought gleefully. There was no more time to waste. A challenge had been thrown at me and I had taken the gauntlet. I got down to action by tracing Augusta’s neck and nape with my fiery “Ooooh,” she moaned in response to my action. My fingers were not idle. I caressed anything my hands could come in contact with. I kissed and kneaded the area around her nipples. Her moans grew louder as I kissed her skin and caressed her boobs gently, taking time to savor the area surrounding them with equal fervor. I teased her pussy gently, while handling her breasts. We were lost in the sensations of the pre-intimacy. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 11:56am On Sep 10, 2023 |
She opened one of them and sat down. "I'll like to eat right away." I sat next to her and started to eat too. It was jollof rice and beef. The taste was very good. "Did you go to church?" she asked. I nodded. "Hmn hmn." "One of these days I will invite you to my church." "I will gladly come," I replied. We ate on. After the meal, she cleared the table. As I took the drinks, she sat next to me. "You didn't say anything about my dress." I looked at her dress and smiled. The ankara skirt and blouse was well sown and it fitted her perfectly. "It's a beautiful dress. It's very beautiful on you." "And about my hair." I touched her hair briefly. There were some attachments. I was sure without them, she would still look beautiful. "It's beautiful too." She snuggled to me and I wrapped my left hand around her shoulders. "A couple of weeks ago, if anyone had predicted that I would be holding you like this today, I would have disputed it," I said. She smiled. "A couple of weeks ago, I was hoping I would soon meet with you." "Really? You mean you had me in mind?" "Yes." There was no guile I could discern in her voice, so I decided to believe her. I kissed her forehead. I got that idea from my dad. As a lad, I had observed him kiss my mum on the fore head many times. I had summoned the courage to ask him why. In movies, they kissed their lovers on the lips, I had argued. He told me it was his choice. Now, it was my choice. I kissed Bimpe on the forehead again. "Do you really love me?" she suddenly asked. |
| Romance / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (revised edition) by CasNova: 9:50pm On Sep 09, 2023 |
I spent as much time as I could at the mall before I made my way home. Momsie was making supper in the kitchen as Daddy watched the television. She looked at me with a quizzical face and moved away. I watched her move about the kitchen, dying to get back next to her and press myself up against her. She stopped at the counter and continued with breakfast. I slowly moved towards her and settled in front of her. “Uh, Momsie…I’m sorry…I just ...” I lied. She looked at me for a moment and seemed to melt right before me. “Oh honey! I’m sorry! Come over here!” she said, opening her arms in a request for a hug. I stepped into her arms and wrapped my arms around her waist, intoxicated by the feel of her soft frame meshing against mine in a tight embrace. I turned my hips away from her to avoid her feeling my ram-hard dick. “I miss you too!” she murmured as she ran her fingers through my hair. I buried my face into the crook of her neck again, taking in her scent. “Oh dear..” she sighed. “I do wish we lived closer.” “I love you Momsie, I love you so much.” I breathed and then planted a soft, lingering kiss on the base of her neck. “Oh, Tola! I love you too!” she responded, pulling me closer to her as she continued to stroke my head. I planted a series of kisses along her neck, caressing it with my nose. “Uhmmm, its been so long since I’ve had the chance to hold a lover like this” Momsie said dreamingly as she subconsciously tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to my kisses. I became a bit more ardent with my kisses, parting my mouth and lightly sucking at her neck as I moved up and down. Source: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/the-things-madam-kofo-did/54488 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did - 18+ (Revised Edition) by CasNova: 9:50pm On Sep 09, 2023 |
I spent as much time as I could at the mall before I made my way home. Momsie was making supper in the kitchen as Daddy watched the television. She looked at me with a quizzical face and moved away. I watched her move about the kitchen, dying to get back next to her and press myself up against her. She stopped at the counter and continued with breakfast. I slowly moved towards her and settled in front of her. “Uh, Momsie…I’m sorry…I just ...” I lied. She looked at me for a moment and seemed to melt right before me. “Oh honey! I’m sorry! Come over here!” she said, opening her arms in a request for a hug. I stepped into her arms and wrapped my arms around her waist, intoxicated by the feel of her soft frame meshing against mine in a tight embrace. I turned my hips away from her to avoid her feeling my ram-hard dick. “I miss you too!” she murmured as she ran her fingers through my hair. I buried my face into the crook of her neck again, taking in her scent. “Oh dear..” she sighed. “I do wish we lived closer.” “I love you Momsie, I love you so much.” I breathed and then planted a soft, lingering kiss on the base of her neck. “Oh, Tola! I love you too!” she responded, pulling me closer to her as she continued to stroke my head. I planted a series of kisses along her neck, caressing it with my nose. “Uhmmm, its been so long since I’ve had the chance to hold a lover like this” Momsie said dreamingly as she subconsciously tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to my kisses. I became a bit more ardent with my kisses, parting my mouth and lightly sucking at her neck as I moved up and down. Source: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/the-things-madam-kofo-did/54488 |
| Romance / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (revised edition) by CasNova: 12:39pm On Sep 03, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did - 18+ (Revised Edition) by CasNova: 12:38pm On Sep 03, 2023 |
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| Romance / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing by CasNova: 12:29pm On Sep 02, 2023 |
I was particularly fond of her full, 'luscious' boobs. I could not understand why that part of a lady would make my heart beat in expectation. I was not a freak. The experience was one of those associated with youthful exuberance. But, then, things appeared to be changing. Since Eniola walked out of my life, I had lived the life of celibacy. I went to the sitting room to see if I could ask to come to church with me. In the sitting-room, Eniola was no where to be found. I looked around. She had gone. She must have terribly felt disappointed. I shrugged and described her case as good riddance. Some of the fried rice I cooked the previous day still remained. I warmed it, ate, relaxed a bit and prepared for church service. The service went smoothly. We had youth group meeting thereafter. Then I went home. I thought of Bimpe as I entered the sittingroom. Would it not be nice if I gave her a call? Just then, my phone rang. Surprisingly, Bimpe was the one on the line. "Hello, dear. I was just thinking of calling you," I said. "Since yesterday? Desire, that's not fair." I grinned ruefully. "You are right, I should have called before now. I'm sorry about that." There was a pause across the line. "Okay," she said finally. "How was your night?" I was not going to tell her exactly how I spent the night. "The night was okay, just that I did not really like how you left abruptly." "But I told you I was going for choir practice." I sighed in discontentment. "You know what?" she went on. "I can make it up. Do you want me to come this afternoon?" I smiled. "Oh, that will be very nice of you." There was another pause. "By three, I'll be there." "Okay, see you." She cut the line. Once again, I had the kind of excitement I had the previous day prelude to her coming. I still had fried chicken and some stew in the house. Maybe, I would prepare white rice. My mind said I should wait until she came before cooking anything. I sat to play some soft music as I patiently waited for her. I had to wait for two hours. Her sight, once more, dazzled me. We hugged briefly. "Hello darling. Sorry, I am late," she cooed. I smiled at her. "I can understand." She set the nylon bag she brought along on the center table, opened it and brought out two packs of food and carbonated drinks. "I bought these for us," she said. "Oh, that's good." She opened one of them and sat down. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 12:26pm On Sep 02, 2023 |
I was particularly fond of her full, 'luscious' boobs. I could not understand why that part of a lady would make my heart beat in expectation. I was not a freak. The experience was one of those associated with youthful exuberance. But, then, things appeared to be changing. Since Eniola walked out of my life, I had lived the life of celibacy. I went to the sitting room to see if I could ask to come to church with me. In the sitting-room, Eniola was no where to be found. I looked around. She had gone. She must have terribly felt disappointed. I shrugged and described her case as good riddance. Some of the fried rice I cooked the previous day still remained. I warmed it, ate, relaxed a bit and prepared for church service. The service went smoothly. We had youth group meeting thereafter. Then I went home. I thought of Bimpe as I entered the sittingroom. Would it not be nice if I gave her a call? Just then, my phone rang. Surprisingly, Bimpe was the one on the line. "Hello, dear. I was just thinking of calling you," I said. "Since yesterday? Desire, that's not fair." I grinned ruefully. "You are right, I should have called before now. I'm sorry about that." There was a pause across the line. "Okay," she said finally. "How was your night?" I was not going to tell her exactly how I spent the night. "The night was okay, just that I did not really like how you left abruptly." "But I told you I was going for choir practice." I sighed in discontentment. "You know what?" she went on. "I can make it up. Do you want me to come this afternoon?" I smiled. "Oh, that will be very nice of you." There was another pause. "By three, I'll be there." "Okay, see you." She cut the line. Once again, I had the kind of excitement I had the previous day prelude to her coming. I still had fried chicken and some stew in the house. Maybe, I would prepare white rice. My mind said I should wait until she came before cooking anything. I sat to play some soft music as I patiently waited for her. I had to wait for two hours. Her sight, once more, dazzled me. We hugged briefly. "Hello darling. Sorry, I am late," she cooed. I smiled at her. "I can understand." She set the nylon bag she brought along on the center table, opened it and brought out two packs of food and carbonated drinks. "I bought these for us," she said. "Oh, that's good." She opened one of them and sat down. |
| Literature / Re: Love To Lust (18+) by CasNova: 12:18pm On Sep 02, 2023 |
“Explain to your wife that we’re in Africa. Here in this continent, a man is free to have more than one wife.” I said in exasperation. Just what had come over her? “How could you be insisting on having the child? How could you be insisting on marriage?” “Point of correction, I’m not insisting on marriage. What I’m insisting on is keeping the baby.” “That’s what I first said. How could you insist on having the child? Where will that lead you? What is the essence of having a baby without being in marriage?” She shrugged and then smiled. “Let’s just say I have come to realize that I’m tired of taking the life of an innocent soul. I also think I’ll be happy to be a mother. What matters is the desire and the contentment that come with it.” I shook my head. “Amanda, you don’t know what you’re saying. You’re just carried away by certain passion. Why’re you so emotional about this matter?” She smiled again and stood up. “Once again, thank you for the money; it will be handy. But, sorry, dear boss, I won’t abort the baby. The money will be a good way to start off.” I did not say anything again. In my mind, Amanda must be crazy. But maybe it was my fault. I should have used a condom with her. I should learn from this and must never throw caution to the wind again. Because of this her stand, I maintained some distance with her henceforth. She did her job diligently and was where the matter stopped. There was nothing like taking her out again. I was not a man that cherished fidelity. Now that Amanda was practically out of the way, I had to get myself another damsel. There was this lady I met on a social media who went by the name, Augusta. Now, that was a significant name, wasn’t it? I had chatted with Augusta on WhatsApp. She was based in Lagos and that made things easy. This afternoon, I decided to call her number. Her phone only rang twice before she picked it. “Hello, Augusta. This is your man, Alex on the line.” “Hello, Alex. How d’you do?” I grinned. “I’m cool. Look, Augusta, can we meet at G-Gold Club at Ikeja today by seven p.m? Do you know the place?” “I know the club,” she replied. I was not surprised. A lady like her would know many club houses. “Good, let’s meet there today by seven in the evening.” “That will be no problem, as long as you’re ready to take care of me.” I was prepared for that. I knew I would definitely have to take care of her. “So, let’s meet there, Augusta.” “Alright, Alex. See you.” Source: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/love-to-lust/54484 2 Likes |
| Romance / Re: A Strange Love by CasNova: 12:56am On Sep 01, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: Nothing Goes For Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 12:53am On Sep 01, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did - 18+ (Revised Edition) by CasNova: 8:32pm On Aug 31, 2023 |
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| Romance / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (revised edition) by CasNova: 8:31pm On Aug 31, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: More Than A Flirt (18+) by CasNova: 2:30am On Aug 29, 2023 |
I drew back, and she was watching me expectantly, saying nothing, but as I moved down to give her pussy a little last minute attention before it was bleeped. I smeared some of her copious pussy juice on the head of my hard cock, and brought it to entrance, and gently pushed a little. She seemed to flinch slightly, and I had no idea how much resistance there would be, but the head of my cock went in more easily than I expected. I now had the head of my cock inside her and I stroked back and forward a tiny amount, just fucking her with the head only. I moved my cock back and forth, just going in a little deeper each time, as the walls of her pussy hugged more of my cock with each movement. I changed my position a little, and started to thrust harder, faster and a little deeper, and her eyes widened. I was now thrusting fairly vigorously, and the feeling of my cock moving inside her pussy was amazing. I wanted to come, and I knew I could have just let it happen, but her reaction when I changed my position made me think that if I held on a little longer, she might come as well. “Do you want me to do it harder?” I asked. “Just the way you are,” she answered, sounding a little breathless. She moved her arms behind my head, and pulled my head down, and kissed me deeply, lips parted, a hot and sexy kiss that added to my excitement. Juliet and I bleeped like that for a minute or so longer, kissing hard, as I thrust my cock into her pussy, our bodies united at our mouths and our pelvises. We were both experiencing the intense pleasure of fucking each other and I knew I was close to coming, whether I had satisfied her needs or not. I could no longer help myself, as my body strove towards the release that it craved, but there was no time to be disappointed, only time to enjoy my orgasm. Then, suddenly, she seemed to jerk her head back, and widen her eyes. That was it for me, as her pussy contracted on my hard, thrusting cock, my own orgasm burst, and I felt myself coming inside her spurt after spurt, each one accompanied by a liquid bolt of pure, sweet pleasure. I don’t know how many times my cock spurted inside her but after those few moments of ecstasy, I relaxed, and she was breathing hard, with her eyes half closed More than a Flirt: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/more-than-a-flirt/52451 |
| Romance / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing by CasNova: 2:17am On Aug 29, 2023 |
She was not sleeping after all. "What ...what are you doing here?" My voice was so hoarse I could hardly believe myself. She grinned and turned, lying on her back and giving me the full view of her unclothedness. I briefly ran my eyes from her face to her boobs, midsection, pubic region, thighs and down to her slightly spread legs. Her grin was still on; so was the unabashed invitation. "I miss you," she said. "I really miss you." I tried a grin too. "I miss you also," I intoned. She spread out her hands. It was a jolly invitation. I never declined it before but things were different now. The image of Bimpe hit my mind. I shook my head. "I really love her." It was a mumble but it was loud and clear. Eniola reacted as if I had thrown cold water on her. "What?!" the grin slipped off her face. Her outstretched hands flopped as if they had come in contact with fire. "You are rejecting me!" she yelled. Her voice was filled with accusation and acrimony. She hurriedly came down from the bed, picked her wears from the stool, hissed and stormed out of the bedroom. I was amazed at her response. I thought she would understand and take it maturely. I shrugged. I was glad that at least I was able to overcome the temptation. Before hitting the bed, this time around, I remembered to bolt the bedroom door. * * * Few minutes after seven o'clock in the morning, I woke up. It was Sunday and I would have to prepare for church service. Then, I remembered I had a lady in the house. My mind briefly went to the event in the dead of the night. Three months ago, it was unthinkable that I would spurn her sexual overtures. I was not a saint as we had gone on many sensuous voyages together in the past. I was particularly fond of her full, 'luscious' boobs. I could not understand why that part of a lady would make my heart beat in expectation. So Much Fuss About Nothing: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/so-much-fuss-about-nothing/53199 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 2:15am On Aug 29, 2023 |
She was not sleeping after all. "What ...what are you doing here?" My voice was so hoarse I could hardly believe myself. She grinned and turned, lying on her back and giving me the full view of her unclothedness. I briefly ran my eyes from her face to her boobs, midsection, pubic region, thighs and down to her slightly spread legs. Her grin was still on; so was the unabashed invitation. "I miss you," she said. "I really miss you." I tried a grin too. "I miss you also," I intoned. She spread out her hands. It was a jolly invitation. I never declined it before but things were different now. The image of Bimpe hit my mind. I shook my head. "I really love her." It was a mumble but it was loud and clear. Eniola reacted as if I had thrown cold water on her. "What?!" the grin slipped off her face. Her outstretched hands flopped as if they had come in contact with fire. "You are rejecting me!" she yelled. Her voice was filled with accusation and acrimony. She hurriedly came down from the bed, picked her wears from the stool, hissed and stormed out of the bedroom. I was amazed at her response. I thought she would understand and take it maturely. I shrugged. I was glad that at least I was able to overcome the temptation. Before hitting the bed, this time around, I remembered to bolt the bedroom door. * * * Few minutes after seven o'clock in the morning, I woke up. It was Sunday and I would have to prepare for church service. Then, I remembered I had a lady in the house. My mind briefly went to the event in the dead of the night. Three months ago, it was unthinkable that I would spurn her sexual overtures. I was not a saint as we had gone on many sensuous voyages together in the past. I was particularly fond of her full, 'luscious' boobs. I could not understand why that part of a lady would make my heart beat in expectation. So Much Fuss About Nothing: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/so-much-fuss-about-nothing/53199 |
| Literature / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 2:14am On Aug 29, 2023 |
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| Romance / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (revised edition) by CasNova: 12:16pm On Aug 28, 2023 |
My dick lurched in my trousers and began to swell as she remained in that position, trying to find the right pan, with me being unable to tear my eyes away from her bare leg! She got frustrated in her search and stood for a moment and then bent over to continue her hunt, causing her robe to ride up the back of her legs and stretch tightly across her round ass! This sight caused my aroused dick to go into overdrive and quickly rise to its full length, hard as a steel bar. I was overwhelmed by conflicting feelings of recognizing this woman as my Momsie, the woman I had known all my life and had never considered as anything but that. She was my loving parent who tended my childhood scrapes, soothed my fears over nightmares and drove me back and forth to various practices. But now I was confronted with this sudden, irresistible, reaction I was having to her as a desirable woman! I had seen her prepare breakfast in this exact same way, dressed in this exact same way and never felt an inkling of what I felt at this moment! I thought I must be losing my mind, but I couldn't stop watching her as my pulse began to race and my body heat started to rise. I found my breath shorten as my hormones went into overdrive and I was overcome with lust for my own mother-in-law! I was reeling in a sexual arousal as I watched her move to the gas cooker, taking in every little jiggle beneath her robe. My heart was racing and the hair on my arms was standing up as I started to imagine the feel of her soft skin against mine. I couldn't sit there any more and got up to take my cup to the sink, quickly realizing my dick was fully erect and pushing out the front of my shorts. I reached inside and readjusted it as best I could so it would lie back against my stomach, the wide elastic waistband helping to hold it in place. My intention was to get out of that room and get to my bedroom where I could get some self-relief. The kitchen is a galley style with a square at the end for a table. As I made my way by Momsie there is not a lot of space since there are cabinets and counters on either side. In the process of going by her she suddenly seemed to have a problem setting the burner, said something under her breath and then leaned over the gas cooker to get a better look. In bending over she sent her round ass right into my inflamed crotch and I could feel my hard dick briefly become enveloped into the crevice of her ass cheeks! 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did - 18+ (Revised Edition) by CasNova: 12:15pm On Aug 28, 2023 |
My dick lurched in my trousers and began to swell as she remained in that position, trying to find the right pan, with me being unable to tear my eyes away from her bare leg! She got frustrated in her search and stood for a moment and then bent over to continue her hunt, causing her robe to ride up the back of her legs and stretch tightly across her round ass! This sight caused my aroused dick to go into overdrive and quickly rise to its full length, hard as a steel bar. I was overwhelmed by conflicting feelings of recognizing this woman as my Momsie, the woman I had known all my life and had never considered as anything but that. She was my loving parent who tended my childhood scrapes, soothed my fears over nightmares and drove me back and forth to various practices. But now I was confronted with this sudden, irresistible, reaction I was having to her as a desirable woman! I had seen her prepare breakfast in this exact same way, dressed in this exact same way and never felt an inkling of what I felt at this moment! I thought I must be losing my mind, but I couldn't stop watching her as my pulse began to race and my body heat started to rise. I found my breath shorten as my hormones went into overdrive and I was overcome with lust for my own mother-in-law! I was reeling in a sexual arousal as I watched her move to the gas cooker, taking in every little jiggle beneath her robe. My heart was racing and the hair on my arms was standing up as I started to imagine the feel of her soft skin against mine. I couldn't sit there any more and got up to take my cup to the sink, quickly realizing my dick was fully erect and pushing out the front of my shorts. I reached inside and readjusted it as best I could so it would lie back against my stomach, the wide elastic waistband helping to hold it in place. My intention was to get out of that room and get to my bedroom where I could get some self-relief. The kitchen is a galley style with a square at the end for a table. As I made my way by Momsie there is not a lot of space since there are cabinets and counters on either side. In the process of going by her she suddenly seemed to have a problem setting the burner, said something under her breath and then leaned over the gas cooker to get a better look. In bending over she sent her round ass right into my inflamed crotch and I could feel my hard dick briefly become enveloped into the crevice of her ass cheeks! |
| Literature / Re: Home Alone With Steamy Cousins by CasNova: 1:00pm On Aug 27, 2023 |
Bukky laughed, scampered back to me a few feet, almost within reach. that’s when I said “bangit”, dropped my towel, and chased her, screaming, all the way down the hall back to her own bedroom by the top of the stairs. She came to a dead stop in front of her bed, so I tackled her onto it. I immediately pinned her body beneath mine, literally pinning her down by planting my hands on her boobs and pushing her into the mattress. My lips pinned hers a moment later. And less than two minutes after that, aided by her hand jacking me rapidly, my prick pinned Bukky’s pussy, too. My big cousin moaned into my kiss while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I flicked both of her nipples with my thumbs while caressing and squeezing those beautiful breasts. I walked my lips across her jaw and along her neck. And all the while I carved my cock around the inner walls of Bukky’s tight Arrow. “Mmm, bang me, little brother,” my cousin crooned. Only then did I slowly retract my dick, until just the head still remained inside her. And then I filled her again. And again. And again. I started moving a little faster the more we kept going, not pounding her or anything like that but chugging along at a steady clip. Bukky moaned and thrashed her head side to side, cooing how much she loved the feel of my body on top of hers and how amazing it felt to have my dick plugging her up. “I love this so much,” she groaned. “I love you.” Happily, I kissed her once more before replying, “I love you, too.” I don’t know when Arin came into the room. She may have been in her bedroom when we ran down the hall and followed immediately. She may have stayed outside for a while, working up the nerve to come inside. It doesn’t really matter. What matters is that she was there, seated in Bukky’s desk chair, not only watching but shoving a hand down the front of her pajama trousers and masturbating while she watched. And because she was watching, Bukky simply HAD to put on a show. Source: https://m.okadabooks.com/book/about/home_alone_with_steamy_cousins/52503 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: The Lover Next Door II by CasNova: 12:43pm On Aug 27, 2023 |
My brain was no longer in control. Ire was leading me and I could not resist any longer. I had both hands gripping her butt and then brought them up to feel her firm breasts. I had a hard time feeling her body under the long pale pink night wear. Her tiny hands felt my back and my chest and reached down to rub my giant cock from the outside of my trousers. This was what I had fantasized about for the past 2 years. Ire got up off the couch and looked at me as I stood up. We both ignored the end of the movie. “Do you want to see your purchase?” She looked at me and smiled. I nodded in agreement, but was speechless in my sexual arousal and distress. I was confused, aroused and desperate. She was only 18 I thought…but she’s legal…. but I’m older…. I shouldn’t do this…. but I must have her! The confused thoughts bounced back and forth in my mind. I needed Ire like I had never needed any woman in my life. Her teasing over the past 2 years had built me to a point where I was helpless in her hands. She was a teen, yet she knew how to lead me on, how to build my arousal like no woman I had ever met, even Cynthia. My heart was pounding and my cock was begging her to please let me keep going. The anxiety that she would tell me to stop was incredible. Ire slowly removed the wear and revealed her lingerie. My breath sucked in and I was frozen in place and couldn’t move. Her beauty was stunning. A pale blue lace teddy with dark blue ruffled trim and push-up bra, underwire cups and garter belt that was holding up light blue stockings. The matching blue panties were very tiny with a small triangle at the front and back and silk ribbon bows on each side. The teddy and panties and stockings all had a very faint pattern of hearts woven throughout the fabric in the same color. The effect of the outfit was to make her look much more mature. I hadn’t expected a teddy and stockings on an 18-year-old. She looked much older. She looked nervous as her eyes searched mine questioningly. “So?” She said. “Do you like your purchase?” My grin I’m sure gave it all away, but I assured her she was stunning. “Take me upstairs. I want to go to bed,” she said as she reached out taking me by the hand and leading me up the stairs. In the bedroom it was like she was in control instead of the other way around. I was acting like the teen, not her. Finally, my hormones and my experience kicked in and I started to regain some control. I lit the candles next to the bed and turned on the music. Ire moved close to me and I could feel the warmth of her body. The tips of her breast were gently touching my chest. Her hands started to undo my shirt buttons. “I want you to teach me,” she said. My shirt and trousers fell away and I was standing in front of her in the candle light with just my Calvin Klein boxers. She reached down and rubbed my huge cock and she trembled. I took her in my arms and lay her on the bed. My hands pulled the teddy away exposing the tiny light pink nipples on her beautiful 34B breasts. I moved my lips down and started to suck her perky breasts, licking and sucking her young nipples until the nipples were hard little buttons. Her hips were squirming and shifting and she let out sigh after sigh. I moved my lips down her firm muscled stomach towards her panties and I moved my hands under her butt cheeks, holding one cheek firmly in each hand. I could smell her feminine smell and my lips and nose could feel the heat coming from her vagina lips. I pushed the blue triangle of silk panty away from the lips that were already wet with juices on their rim. She tried to clench her thighs together to block my access and her hands anxiously grabbed my head to push it away. I paused and waited but did not let her push me away. Slowly her thigh muscles relaxed. I used my hands to gently pressure her thighs apart. “I’m a bit scared.” |
| Literature / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing (18+) by CasNova: 8:33am On Aug 26, 2023 |
She knew I loved that delicasy. "We can take it for supper," she cooed. I could also see that she had some clothes in the bag. "Don't tell me you're sleeping over here tonight," I injected. "Yes, but not to worry. I can sleep on the couch in the sitting-room." There should be no problem about that, I thought. I sat down to continue watching the football match. Eniola took the food flask to the kitchen. Some minutes later, she was back in the sitting-room. From that moment on, I could not concentrate on the match. She prattled on how she missed me and how her conscience kept disturbing her that she come back to apologize to me. The separation, she said, made her realize how much she missed and loved me. I had few responses to her prattles. Later, she went to the kitchen to warm the soup and bring the poundo flour meal. "How do you find the food?" she asked. I had to admit that her culinary skill was top-notch. As we ate on, my mind veered to Bimpe . I imagined if she should come in that moment and see me eating with my ex girlfriend. Surely, I would have a lot of explanation to make. The sumptuous meal was over. Eniola cleared the table. We still had a long evening ahead. I settled to watch movie channel. "I want to change clothes," Eniola announced as she took her bag and went to the bedroom. Minutes later, she came back, wearing a short, sexy, satin sleep wear. I had to force myself not to stare at her body. It was not that I did not miss her; but just that things had changed. I continued to watch the movie until late hours. By then, Eniola had slept off on her seat. I had to wake her up when I decided to go to bed. "You can sleep on the couch now," I said. I left for the bedroom, stripped to my boxers and slept off. Some hours later, I woke to use the toilet. It was when I returned to the bedroom that I realized there was a lady lying on the bed. My mind was quick to decipher that Eniola was the body that appeared to be sleeping. The sexy, satin sleeping wear was gone. She was all naked. I remembered she used to, sometimes, sleep like this. That was when we were romantically involved. That was no more. What was she doing in my bedroom? Why was she nude? I knew these were silly questions. What I was supposed to do was to wake her, berate her for her indecent exposure and order her out of the bedroom. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at me. She was not sleeping after all. |
| Romance / Re: So Much Fuss About Nothing by CasNova: 8:32am On Aug 26, 2023 |
She knew I loved that delicasy. "We can take it for supper," she cooed. I could also see that she had some clothes in the bag. "Don't tell me you're sleeping over here tonight," I injected. "Yes, but not to worry. I can sleep on the couch in the sitting-room." There should be no problem about that, I thought. I sat down to continue watching the football match. Eniola took the food flask to the kitchen. Some minutes later, she was back in the sitting-room. From that moment on, I could not concentrate on the match. She prattled on how she missed me and how her conscience kept disturbing her that she come back to apologize to me. The separation, she said, made her realize how much she missed and loved me. I had few responses to her prattles. Later, she went to the kitchen to warm the soup and bring the poundo flour meal. "How do you find the food?" she asked. I had to admit that her culinary skill was top-notch. As we ate on, my mind veered to Bimpe . I imagined if she should come in that moment and see me eating with my ex girlfriend. Surely, I would have a lot of explanation to make. The sumptuous meal was over. Eniola cleared the table. We still had a long evening ahead. I settled to watch movie channel. "I want to change clothes," Eniola announced as she took her bag and went to the bedroom. Minutes later, she came back, wearing a short, sexy, satin sleep wear. I had to force myself not to stare at her body. It was not that I did not miss her; but just that things had changed. I continued to watch the movie until late hours. By then, Eniola had slept off on her seat. I had to wake her up when I decided to go to bed. "You can sleep on the couch now," I said. I left for the bedroom, stripped to my boxers and slept off. Some hours later, I woke to use the toilet. It was when I returned to the bedroom that I realized there was a lady lying on the bed. My mind was quick to decipher that Eniola was the body that appeared to be sleeping. The sexy, satin sleeping wear was gone. She was all naked. I remembered she used to, sometimes, sleep like this. That was when we were romantically involved. That was no more. What was she doing in my bedroom? Why was she nude? I knew these were silly questions. What I was supposed to do was to wake her, berate her for her indecent exposure and order her out of the bedroom. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at me. She was not sleeping after all. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: More Than A Flirt (18+) by CasNova: 8:28am On Aug 26, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: The Missing Soulmate by CasNova: 6:41pm On Aug 25, 2023 |
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| Literature / Re: Love To Lust (18+) by CasNova: 6:36pm On Aug 25, 2023 |
She checked the text message of her phone. A message was pending. It was from the bank she used and indeed it confirmed that her account had been credited by the said amount from me. “Pardon me, I didn’t know when the message came. Yes, I can confirm the deposit.” I smiled. “That settles everything.” “What everything?” “Oh come on. You know what I mean.” Amanda smiled. “If you’re referring to abortion, I’ve said no, no, no.” My face became stern. “Now, don’t you start that silly game of yours again.” “I’m not playing any game. And nothing is silly here. I’m having the baby, and that’s that. Thanks for the money. I’ll use it for the antenatal and to buy stuffs that the baby will need.” I looked at her petulantly. “Oh, for God’s sake, Amanda, surely you can’t be serious with what you’ve been saying.” “I’m dead serious,” she affirmed. “I thought you said you love me. Where’s the love?” I managed a grin. Love? What has love got to do with this? She was putting me in a tight corner and she was talking about love. “Of course, I love you, but I did not bargain for this. No, we can’t get married. You of all people know that I’m already married for God’s sake.” She stared at me. “I know. All the same, that doesn’t justify that I must take a life by killing the unborn baby.” “It’s just a fetus, for now,” I said quickly. “It’s not yet a baby. It’s only a fetus that is a couple of weeks old.” She chuckled. “It has a human life. Terminating it means taking human life.” I shook my head. “See who’s sermonizing!” “It’s not about sermonizing. I want to keep the baby. “ “Keep the baby for what? Alright, you can do all you want, but count me out. It’s either you put an end to that foetus or I’m not going to have anything to do with that baby!” “You should have thought of that before sleeping with me!” “Keep your voice down!” I rasped. Beads of sweat gathered at my brow. I was not finding her action funny at all. “We’re in the office so don’t talk so loudly.” I allowed seconds of pause. “Dear Amanda, why’re you proving so difficult? Do you want me to increase the money? Tell me, how much do you want? How much do you want me to add to it?” She shook her head emphatically. “It’s not about money. I want to have the baby. I’m tired of committing abortions. I just want to have the baby.” “What about me? This your action will ruin my home. It will ruin my marriage.” “Explain to your wife that we’re in Africa. Here in this continent, a man is free to have more than one wife.” I said in exasperation. Just what had come over her? “How could you be insisting on having the child? How could you be insisting on marriage?” 1 Like |
| Romance / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (revised edition) by CasNova: 12:37am On Aug 24, 2023 |
I got up and went into the bathroom to clean up and then flopped into bed, feeling as frustrated as ever. I needed a hot real action to satisfy this urge and I needed it soon! Chapter Two I woke the next morning about as Hot as ever and it seemed my beating off was only making matters worse. I put on a pair of long shorts and the way the fabric inside brushed against my dick only inflamed me even further! I was in a deep, lustful fog as I threw on a T-shirt and made my way out to the kitchen and made some coffee. I was sitting at the table reading the paper when Momsie walked in. “Oh honey, I didn't know you were up already. I would have gotten up earlier and made you some breakfast.” she said. I could sense the patronising smile and look. “It's ok Momsie, don't worry about it. Where's Daddy?” I asked. “He went to buy a newspaper, he'll be back soon. Can I make you some breakfast?” she asked. Now, there was something about her. She was the type who liked to do housework and other chores. One would think a woman of her status should not be doing certain things. Beyond this, I believed that she really liked me. “Sure, that would be great.” I said and watched her move around the kitchen. I noticed not for the first time that Momsie had a nice figure that her thin robe couldn't disguise. She had full, round, tits that seemed to just sag a bit under there own weight, a small waistline with just a hint of a slight bulge at her stomach, a nice, round, ass and long, tapered legs. It must have been due to my lack of sex, but I became mesmerized watching her move about the room, retrieving things from the refrigerator, her tits bouncing and her ass swaying under her robe. I had never in my life thought of my mother-in-law as any kind of sexual object, but in a blink of an eye it all changed! At one point she bent down to get a pan out of the cabinet and her robe parted across her leg, her nightie riding up her legs, exposing her creamy white thigh. My dick lurched in my trousers and began to swell as she remained in that position, trying to find the right pan, with me being unable to tear my eyes away from her bare leg! Source: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/the-things-madam-kofo-did/54488 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did - 18+ (Revised Edition) by CasNova: 12:35am On Aug 24, 2023 |
I got up and went into the bathroom to clean up and then flopped into bed, feeling as frustrated as ever. I needed a hot real action to satisfy this urge and I needed it soon! Chapter Two I woke the next morning about as Hot as ever and it seemed my beating off was only making matters worse. I put on a pair of long shorts and the way the fabric inside brushed against my dick only inflamed me even further! I was in a deep, lustful fog as I threw on a T-shirt and made my way out to the kitchen and made some coffee. I was sitting at the table reading the paper when Momsie walked in. “Oh honey, I didn't know you were up already. I would have gotten up earlier and made you some breakfast.” she said. I could sense the patronising smile and look. “It's ok Momsie, don't worry about it. Where's Daddy?” I asked. “He went to buy a newspaper, he'll be back soon. Can I make you some breakfast?” she asked. Now, there was something about her. She was the type who liked to do housework and other chores. One would think a woman of her status should not be doing certain things. Beyond this, I believed that she really liked me. “Sure, that would be great.” I said and watched her move around the kitchen. I noticed not for the first time that Momsie had a nice figure that her thin robe couldn't disguise. She had full, round, tits that seemed to just sag a bit under there own weight, a small waistline with just a hint of a slight bulge at her stomach, a nice, round, ass and long, tapered legs. It must have been due to my lack of sex, but I became mesmerized watching her move about the room, retrieving things from the refrigerator, her tits bouncing and her ass swaying under her robe. I had never in my life thought of my mother-in-law as any kind of sexual object, but in a blink of an eye it all changed! At one point she bent down to get a pan out of the cabinet and her robe parted across her leg, her nightie riding up her legs, exposing her creamy white thigh. My dick lurched in my trousers and began to swell as she remained in that position, trying to find the right pan, with me being unable to tear my eyes away from her bare leg! |
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