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Could it be the biggest she had seen? I asked in my mind. Her fingers fondled my prick and I felt jolts of excitement run through my body. Maybe I should close my eyes too. With that, so many fantasies could be conjured. Just then, her phone rang. Damn, I said under my breath. Why must that thing ring at this very moment? She ignored it, which was a relief to me. However, the caller was obstinate. The phone kept ringing on and on. “Now, who could be this interloper?” I asked. She sighed and picked up the phone to see the caller i.d. “It’s Cynthia, one of my girls,” she muttered. “What does she want?” I could barely keep the irritation from my voice. Bukky shrugged. I was exasperated. “You will have to answer it,” I said. “Okay.” She answered the call. “Hello?” “Madam Missy is around,” the caller said. The phone was loud enough for me to hear her. “Oh, has she?” Bukky replied. “Yes, and she’s waiting at the shop.” “Okay.” She grimaced. “I’ll soon be coming.” There came the spoiler, I thought grimly. She disconnected the line. “Madam Missy is one of my most esteemed customers and she always wants me to personally attend to her hair. I’m sorry, honey. This play will have to be postponed till later tonight. You will come over to my place tonight, won’t you?” I hated stopping the action mid-way, but then, evening was not too long to come. She squeezed my dick. “I will really like to play with this later today.” I felt consoled by those words. She pulled up her pant and trousers. I sighed and zipped up too. “Is it same time you will come tonight?” “Yes.” I still squeezed her boobs. I could hardly part with those jaunty things. “See you, later, honey.” I nodded. “Okay, dear. Take care.” She straightened her clothes, waved at me and left. No problem, I told myself again. Evening would soon come. Some hours later in the evening about eight p.m., I was in her house. “Hello, my baby,” I said, hugging her. “Oh, honey. I’m so glad you’re here.” “I’m glad to be here too.” This time around, I came with her jar of ice cream. “I’ve come with this.” She smiled. “Thanks.” I sat on the couch while she sat next to me. “What do I offer you my darling?” she asked. I wrapped my left hand round her. “Having you like this is more than what I ask for.” She giggled. “What do you want for dinner?” “You.” She feigned being scared. “Me? You want to eat me?” I nodded. “Exactly. You look delicious.” “Ah, please o.” Indeed, the only food I wanted was her. I kissed her lips. Her response showed that she too wanted to ‘eat’ me. Like the previous day, she was in spaghetti and bum short. It was very easy for my hand to slip under the top and handle her boobs. “I’m going to finish off the action I could not complete the other time,” I said. “You’re welcome,” she goaded. I continued the simultaneous action of kissing her lips and handling the boobs. But I would have to kiss the nipples too. I lifted up her top. “Wait, the door,” she said under her breath. I paused to allow her go and close the door. Not surprising, she also switched off the light. There was reflection from the outside light so it was easy for her to make her way back to the couch. I stood up and grabbed her the moment she was within my reach. I removed the top and moved her to the bed. Then I made her to lie down. I could see her a bit clearly today, so I could see those luscious breasts. To me, she had a great body and I wondered why she was conscious of me staring at her nudity. I shrugged. Some ladies were like that. Now, I could feel those big nipples on my tongue. But wait a minute. I had an idea. |
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I thought of smacking her, but I knew she would not fancy such an amorous gesture. I put my right hand on her tingling bum and rubbed it briefly. I parted her legs, but it seemed the gap was still tight. I raised her left leg high from the knee. My hand moved from the bust to the waist line and to the targeted groin. By now, despite her seeming lack of keenness, she was dripping wet. I dipped my finger inside her and she looked shocked at this lasciviousness. Deliberately, the finger slipped deeper in. I remembered I was good with my fingers in things like this. Deftly, I probed the sensitive Instruments. They got her moaning as I fingered her folds and teased the labia and vulvas. She could feel my naked torso against her belly. I thought of playing scissors with her but I knew she would back out of that sophisticated technique. Finally, my hand held my dick to guide it inside her. I could not afford to waste time further. I made her legs further wide open and slid my cock fully inside her. It slipped in easily. I started the thrusting and she let out a sound as my big dick filled her. I then started moving gently and slowly in and out. I could feel the contraction of her inner muscles as she adjusted her body to the new motion. As usual, my dear Bola could not respond satisfactorily to the rhythm of the movement. I just had to teach her how to do that better and she just had to improve. I decided to do the thrusting in slow but deep strokes. I held onto her big bum as my body moved pleasantly on her body. She was not a total novice with nothing to offer. That was an understatement. She contracted her muscles at the pelvic area. Her pussy was like contrasting encirclement that I could very much feel round my dick. That act was certainly a hot one that pushed me to the cliff of climax. I caved in as I let out an eruption of hot larva of semen. The whole load was deposited inside her, but who said I could not do so to my darling wife? * * * Ten weeks after our wedding, Bola informed me she went for a pregnancy test and she was eight-week pregnant. Really? I exclaimed, moving over to her to give her a hug. Oh, thats great news. Im so happy. Indeed, I was happy. In Africa, especially in Nigeria, the joy of marriage is productivity; so I was glad there was no delay in that. I would not be the only one that would be gladdened by the news. I was sure my parents, especially my mother, would also be gladdened. The following week, she went to register for antenatal. As the pregnancy developed, I gave her the best supportive role a man could give his darling wife. I ensured that she was not in any way stressed. It was on a very rainy day in the middle of July the following year when Bola delivered a baby girl. I was not freaky about gender, so I welcome the baby with full gladness. We named her Deborah. Debby soon brought good luck because two weeks after she was born, I got an invitation to interview in an independent television station. I prepared very well for the interview. Despite my lack of previous experience in electronic medium, I was shortlisted. Full story available @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naughty_sisters/32319 |
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My cock was very big while her pussy looked small and tiny. I had to do it gently. With her saliva serving as the needed lubricant, the cock inched its way in until I could feel my balls against her ass. Her cunt was very warm inside. I was finally fully inside her and it felt very good. It was really exciting to have my dick deep inside her juicy pussy. "Oh, uh, she whispered into my ears. I love you. I really do. Mayo, how I love you!" I knew they were just the blabbing of a highly excited gal. All the same, I felt it would be apt to reciprocate the gesture. "Oh, my sweetheart, I love you too! Ive always loved you and have always wanted to do this." "Really? So, go ahead. Go ahead and love me! Love me, honey! Make love to me the way youve never done to any woman." I grunted. That request was going to be mightily granted. I began to bang her slowly. I was very slow at first. Somehow, I still had a thought that she was a very young lady that I was taking advantage of. But then, everything she had done showed that she was anything but innocent. In our coition, I could feel every inch of her sweet, love canal, as I thrust in and out of her. My mouth sought hers and we kissed passionately, the way genuine lovers would do. Margaret placed her hips in apt responses to my slow thrusts. As I continued to move in and out, she lifted her waist such that her cunt immersed my cock thoroughly. She soon began to moan in pleasure. Minutes later, we began to increase the tempo and the sex forcefulness. From the rate we were going, I knew for certain that I would not be able to hold on for so long. Each thrust made me feel my cock was on fire. On one hand, my right hand was her firm ass, while the other one squeezed on her round, firm boob. I stepped up the level to thrusting into her hard and fast. She continued with her moans, accompanied by mutters of: "Bleep me, sweetheart! Bleep me hard now! Come on, give it to me, darling! Bleep! Bleep! Oooohh!" I began to thrust into her vehemently. I was really pounding her. Yes, there was need to that. There was need to do something her pretty head would not forget. My balls slapped against her ass upon each thrust. She had her knees way up, opening her cunt to the fullest for my big prick. I felt the heat in my cock build even more, and I knew I was going to come. "Margaret," I panted, "I'm about to come!" She kind of moaned the more. She really went into a frenzy, leaping and bucking like mad. Goodness, what a scene! I would never have believed that her beautiful big hips could move in that bewitching way. It seemed my cock finally got to the boiling point. My whole body quaked and I began to spurt my hot cream into her equally hot hole. Margaret gave a long, sustained, muffled scream into my mouth, and then suddenly she jerked up. Her whole beautiful body moved in a trembling way to arch up off the bed. Of all her orgasms, this was the most intense. For long she remained on the bed, twitching delightedly, her pussy muscles churning and grasping at my emptying cock. It was a remarkable joint climax. We collapsed on the bed together, looking really exhausted. Our panting was like athletes that just completed one hundred meters dash. * * * We ended up spending two hours together. It was one session I would not forget in a hurry. "Wow, I must say youre really hot, Margaret darling." "You're very hot too." I kissed her lightly on the forehead and we left our rendezvous. I drove all the way to Ikeja G.R.A to drop her off at gate of her residence before proceeding back to my Alapere residence. Bola was on hand to welcome her darling husband home. "Oh, dear. You look so stressed out," she commented as soon as I stepped inside our flat. "It's the work," I put in. "I have travelled the length and breadth of Lagos today." "Oh, poor you." Poor you too, I thought sardonically. The good wife that she was, she soon brought my dinner. Despite my unfaithfulness, Bola remained faithful and caring. I thanked God for her. In the next couple of days, Margaret and I maintained good working relationship. On Friday, I broached on going to the joint after office hours as we did the other day. https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naughty_sisters/32319 |
More than anything, he wished it was Gloria that was with him. He decided then that he would have to reconcile with her. He would just have to explain to Tosin that he was still in love with Gloria and had come to realize that he could not forget her just like that. But then, he knew doing that would not be easy. * * * “Hey, oga, don’t you think you’ve done enough for now?” Uduak asked. They had engaged in sexual romp and he still seemed to be insatiable. “I’m the one that is supposed to complain that I’m tired,” he replied with a leer on his face. “If I’m not complaining, I see no reason why you should.” “I think we should try a new style. Let’s try the doggy style.” He made her to kneel on the bed with her two hands on the edge of the bed. He went to her back to insert his organ inside her vagina. He held her waist firmly as he started the gentle thrust. He was only able to make the thrust once. He groaned and fell on the bed, clutching his chest. She turned to see him awkwardly lying on the bed. “Hey, what is that? Oga, what happened?” His body twitched in a way that left one not in doubt that he was in agony. She was alarmed as she rushed to hold his right hand. “Oga, what happened? Talk to me, what is it?” He could not respond nor say a word. His eyes were closed in pain and he continued to jerk and hold on to his chest. “Oh, my God!” she was confused as she didn’t know what next to do. “Oh, God, oh God.” Quickly, she wore her night wear back. No, it was better she wore real clothes. She removed the night wears and wore a t-shirt and a pair of black jeans trousers. No, she ought to wear a bra before the t-shirt. Frantically, she removed the t-shirt to wear the bra first. Then she wore the t-shirt on top. He had stopped twitching his body. His body was now still. “Oga. Oga!” she shook her body. It was unresponsive. “Oga, if this is a joke, stop it o. Oga!” There still no responsive. One more look at him showed that he had crossed the bar from the world of the living to another world. “Oga! Ewo, ewo!” Her heart was beating so fast that she thought it would pop out from her chest. Oh, Lord, what would he do, now? What would she do? Maybe he was still alive, another part of her mind screamed. Maybe she should go out and get a taxi that would take him to the hospital. She dashed out of the room. Just as she made her way to the gate, Florence entered the house. “Where’re you rushing to?” she asked Uduak. “It’s oga o. It’s oga.” The latter was breathless. Florence’s heart skipped a beat. “What happened to him?” “He …he just collapsed.” “What! Where?” “In …in my room. I want to get a taxi to take him to the hospital.” “This is serious. Alright, go fast. Go and get the taxi.” Florence rushed inside the building to Uduak’s room. She could see him awkwardly lying naked on the bed in the room. “Uncle! Uncle!” She held his hand and it struck her significantly that his case was beyond help. She also knew what killed Uncle. * * * On Sunday afternoon, Dayo strolled away from the house. As he walked down the street, he brought out his phone and put a call across to Gloria. She picked the call after the fourth ring. “Hello, Gloria.” “Hello.” “Look, I’ve called you to let you know that we need to see.” There was a slight pause across the line. “See for what?” “Gloria, I need to tell you how sorry I am. I’m sorry for treating you the way I did. I’m very sorry and I want us to put the past behind us. I want us to be back as lovers that we used to be.” There was another pause. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” He chuckled briefly. Of course, he knew what he was doing. Why would he not know what he was doing? “Of course, I very much know what I’m doing. I want you back in my life and I’m very serious about it.” She seemed to sigh on the line. “So what happens to your numerous lovers? What happens to the various ladies I’ve seen with you in your flat?” “Sorry about that. They’re not the ones my heart goes for. It’s you that my heart goes for. I promise you that all other ladies in my life will be history the moment you accept me back and we lovers again.” “That’s fantastic. I believe in action. Get rid of those other ones, and I’ll take you serious.” He smiled briefly. “Your wish is my command.” She terminated the call. Dayo grinned to himself. He was prepared now to have Gloria back at whatever may be the cost. He just had to let Tosin know. Some minutes later, he was back in the house. She was watching television in the sitting-room. He sat down and considered how best to tell her that they would have to suspend whatever love they had for each other. After several minutes, he finally garnered enough courage to speak up. “Er, don’t you think it’s too hasty for us to be living together like this?” he started. She didn’t look surprised to hear that from him. All the same, her response dared him to be explicit. “I don’t understand,” she said. “Try to be. What I’m saying is simple. It is an error that we should be living together like this. I think everything was done hastily. Now, it’s time to right the wrong.” She sighed. “So, you’re asking me to go? You’re dumping me?” “It’s not exactly like that, but I believe we need to suspend or relationship till further notice.” Despite the fact that the ways he had acted in the last day had given her hints, she felt devastated that he would severe the relationship just like that. How could he be so callous? How could he be so selfish and unfeeling? Men were like that. Despite her beauty, Tosin had not been so lucky with men. She had thought Dayo was different from others. He had looked cool and reliable. Nonetheless, this latest event had proved her wrong. But he was wrong too. He was wrong to think that he could treat her so disdainfully like this! On this matter, she would not take things lying low. She would deal with him in a way he never expected. https://okadabooks.com/book/about/lovers-on-the-loose/31373 |
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