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Literature › Re: How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 1) by ImanuelJannah(op): 1:47pm On Sep 13, 2015
[Continued from Episode 3....]

Amaka had a ring pierced into her right nipple. And by the looks of it, it was one of those engagement rings she’d mentioned earlier.

“Yes, that’s one of them,” Amaka giggled, and one look at her face, and I saw the imp that she had been before our fragmented relationship began.

“Ahem,” daddy cleared his throat then, and lifting his glass of wine; “to having all of my girls under the same roof again.”

“To daddy!” Amaka countered.

“To daddy,” I agreed then threw him a wink.

He chugalugged his glass of wine as he blushed in response. Then, daddy said: “I have an early day tomorrow girls, so I’ll say goodnight now. I trust you two will be comfortable sleeping together in your old room. I’m sorry there’s only one bed in that room now Amaka and Amara, but it’s a queen size, so I’m sure the two of you will be comfortable in there.”

“He’s probably gone to jack off,” Amaka whispered once daddy was out of earshot. Her next statement taking me totally by surprise. “Have you f^cked him yet?” (to be continued in Episode 5…)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)
Literature › Re: How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 1) by ImanuelJannah(op): 1:42pm On Sep 13, 2015
ImanuelJannah:
(Continued from Episode 1 …)

Seeing Amaka rise from the sofa (just in front of daddy) with only a transparent top that barely covered her nipples and a pink bumshot that basically molded to her buttocks and lovehole had me speechless and lost to immediate reality for about 1 minute. I got in touch with myself again when I heard “Look who’s home? Amara, how’re you?” Daddy’s voice rose to a high squeak at best as he followed her out of the sofa to greet me.

I took a glance at Amaka and said sarcastically to her “So, it was even that wandering Cow of UniPort.” Dropping my bags on the center table in the living room, I added “by the looks of you I’d say that you finally lost that prized hymen you valued so highly. And what’s this? No wedding ring!”

“No,” she replied, then gave me a peck on the right cheek, our way of being sisterly, and I pecked right back, “no wedding ring, but I do have three engagement rings. Does that count?

“Only if you’re wearing them,” I snapped back.

“Indeed, I’ll show them to you later if you wish,” and she actually cooed like a dove saying it. Leaving me standing there open mouthed, and with nothing else to say.

“Go ahead, and take your bath Amara,” Daddy broke in, “Amaka and I will get started on dinner.”

As there was nothing else to say, I leaped into our cool refreshing bath tub. But I could have sworn that as I entered the bathroom I heard my sister’s voice say: “nice ass.” It was so out of character for her that I jumped out of the bath tub spluttering, and coughing out loud. As I continued my bath her words rang in my ears compelling me to wonder just whose ass she’d been commenting on, daddy’s, or mine. And what was all that about showing me her three engagement rings if she didn’t have them on her finger?… (to be continued in Episode 3)

(This post was culled from: www.freshestgist.com)
[Continued from Episode 2....]

After taking my bath, I dried off, and wrapped my towel around my waist like a queen to join them for dinner. Evidently I was in vogue as Amaka had done the same thing with her towel, and by then daddy was in polo shirt, trousers, and sandals helping her put the food on the table.

A simple meal; rice, stew, and meat, with chilled can of Grand Malt to help ease the tension.

With all of Amaka’s breastmeat staring dad in the face it was easy to understand why he had changed clothes. And for the first time since I’d sighted Amaka on the sofa, I was actually glad to see her. With all of this lush female flesh on display daddy’s defenses were quickly crumbling right before my very eyes. And then I took a quick look towards Amaka, and almost choked on my malt.

She’d spilled some stew on herself. Specifically on her right b##b, and the patch of transparent top that barely covered her nipple. However instead of dabbing it away with a serviette and water, she’d simply lifted the b##b out of her cloth like seductive concubine, and licked it clean right in front of us. That’s when she caught us staring at her.

“Sorry, just hate to see good food go to waste,” and she shrugged after letting go of her right b##b.

Normally I wouldn’t have continued staring at her b##bs, except that with the little patch of transparent top she wore all wet once again, I noticed something that I hadn’t noticed before. (To be continued in Episode 4…)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)
Literature › Re: How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 1) by ImanuelJannah(op):
(Continued from Episode 1 …)

Seeing Amaka rise from the sofa (just in front of daddy) with only a transparent top that barely covered her nipples and a pink bumshot that basically molded to her buttocks and lovehole had me speechless and lost to immediate reality for about 1 minute. I got in touch with myself again when I heard “Look who’s home? Amara, how’re you?” Daddy’s voice rose to a high squeak at best as he followed her out of the sofa to greet me.

I took a glance at Amaka and said sarcastically to her “So, it was even that wandering Cow of UniPort.” Dropping my bags on the center table in the living room, I added “by the looks of you I’d say that you finally lost that prized hymen you valued so highly. And what’s this? No wedding ring!”

“No,” she replied, then gave me a peck on the right cheek, our way of being sisterly, and I pecked right back, “no wedding ring, but I do have three engagement rings. Does that count?

“Only if you’re wearing them,” I snapped back.

“Indeed, I’ll show them to you later if you wish,” and she actually cooed like a dove saying it. Leaving me standing there open mouthed, and with nothing else to say.

“Go ahead, and take your bath Amara,” Daddy broke in, “Amaka and I will get started on dinner.”

As there was nothing else to say, I leaped into our cool refreshing bath tub. But I could have sworn that as I entered the bathroom I heard my sister’s voice say: “nice ass.” It was so out of character for her that I jumped out of the bath tub spluttering, and coughing out loud. As I continued my bath her words rang in my ears compelling me to wonder just whose ass she’d been commenting on, daddy’s, or mine. And what was all that about showing me her three engagement rings if she didn’t have them on her finger?… (to be continued in Episode 3)

(This post was culled from: www.freshestgist.com)
Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 13) by ImanuelJannah(op): 2:22am On Sep 13, 2015
(Continued from Episode 12….)

Now, I’m in Awka for my final year studies as a Law student of Unizik, and 5 months pregnant with my father’s child. What a shame on me!!

I feel so sorry for what I’ve been doing with my father. I feel bad anytime I think about it. I slap myself everyday for the incestuous relations I had with my father. Sometimes, I ask my self what took over my mind? My life is a lesson to you.

Understand that Oepidus complex is a common psychological issue among teenagers and kids. This is a key psychological experience that is necessary for every child to develop and become psychologically mature for his or her sexual role and identity in life. Adult men and women should help children and teenagers resolve Oedipus complex. Let male children become closer to their fathers than their mothers, and female children also become closer to their mum than their fathers – This is the key to beating Oedipus complex. If we don’t successfully do this for our children and the other kids growing up around us, Oedipus complex might lead them to become neurotics, adults who prefer having s*x with children, homosexuals, and incestuous adults.

I seek God’s mercy for all I’ve done. I asked daddy to forgive me for seducing him and making myself his concubine. I have also forgiven him for violating my p^ssy and knocking me up with a child. I have made a strong volition to end further incestuous relations with him. I want to bring enlightenment on the issue of Oedipus complex to the world through my story. Thank you.

Amara N.

Awka

-THE END –

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › Re: How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 10) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:47pm On Sep 12, 2015
iameugene:
okay
An easy way out is to click on my author name. You'll be taken to all my posts are sequentially arranged on Nairaland.
Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 13) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:44pm On Sep 12, 2015
(Continued from Episode 12….)

Now, I’m in Awka for my final year studies as a Law student of Unizik, and 5 months pregnant with my father’s child. What a shame on me!!

I feel so sorry for what I’ve been doing with my father. I feel bad anytime I think about it. I slap myself everyday for the incestuous relations I had with my father. Sometimes, I ask my self what took over my mind? My life is a lesson to you.

Understand that Oepidus complex is a common psychological issue among teenagers and kids. This is a key psychological experience that is necessary for every child to develop and become psychologically mature for his or her sexual role and identity in life. Adult men and women should help children and teenagers resolve Oedipus complex. Let male children become closer to their fathers than their mothers, and female children also become closer to their mum than their fathers – This is the key to beating Oedipus complex. If we don’t successfully do this for our children and the other kids growing up around us, Oedipus complex might lead them to become neurotics, adults who prefer having s*x with children, homosexuals, and incestuous adults.

I seek God’s mercy for all I’ve done. I asked daddy to forgive me for seducing him and making myself his concubine. I have also forgiven him for violating my p^ssy and knocking me up with a child. I have made a strong volition to end further incestuous relations with him. I want to bring enlightenment on the issue of Oedipus complex to the world through my story. Thank you.

Amara N.

Awka

-THE END-

Culled from www.freshestgist.com

Literature › Re: How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 10) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:36pm On Sep 12, 2015
iameugene:
just put it all in one place nd stop opening threads.. We will now be looking for it b4 we can find d remaining episodes
I understand.... just that it may be too long and a little tiring to read.
Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 12) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:16pm On Sep 12, 2015
(Continued from Episode 11...)

I stayed unconscious for 36hrs. I regained consciousness at a clinic along Awolowo road, Ikoyi where other people present at the beauty parlor rushed me too as I collapsed. Daddy came to the clinic to check on me after the clinic’s management scrolled through my Blackberry Z10 smartphone and saw his phone number. They called daddy on phone and told him of my condition. Before then, daddy had also heard the sad news of my twin sister’s demise. It was double sad news for him.

I stayed another 48hrs at the clinic; after which, I was discharged to go home. We wasted no time in planning Amaka’s funeral the following week at Enugwu-ukwu in Njikoka LGA of Anambra – our hometown.

After Amaka’s funeral, We returned to Lagos. I had that picture of her corpse, the one I saw on Facebook, blown up, and hung it on my bedroom wall. I can’t help but remember our incestuous act every time I looked at it. I was traumatized so badly that I felt like I lost a part of me. I figured daddy felt the same way because he began acting a little “out of touch with reality” most the times.

I felt the urge to help him find himself again. Unknown to me, daddy was also feeling the same urge towards me. So we became attracted to each other in an inexplicable way, and got closer and closer each day with our feelings getting more intense.

After about three weeks of such strange and intense feelings, we relapsed into our incestuous act. We started F^cking like we’re married to each other – anywhere, any day, anytime we see an opportunity. I became more of daddy’s slut-girl or concubine than ever before. He got fond of calling me all sorts of slutty but romantic names.

Daddy and I still have separate bedrooms, but we seldom sleep alone anymore. Sometimes we sleep in his bed, sometimes we sleep in mine, it just depends on which bed we’re closest to at the time. He’s even mentioned doing it through the an^s with me. And as it turns out, daddy has a kinky side that I was unaware of. It seems that him and mum were into an*l thing a lot just like me, and him. Soon, I started forgetting to take my birth control pills each time daddy f^cks me.

(To be concluded in the next Episode…)

Culled from www.freshestgist.com

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 11) by ImanuelJannah(op): 8:54pm On Sep 12, 2015
(Continued from Episode 10….)

One more week passed which made it one full month after Amaka and I seduced daddy into having incestuous relations with us. Amaka bought Pregnancy Test Strip, for N50, at the pharmacy store along our street in Lagos.. Next morning, she pee-ed her early morning pee into an empty plastic can, and then inserted the necessary side of Pregnancy Test Strip into her pee. The change in colour on the Pregnancy Test Strip indicated she was positive, hence knocked up with daddy’s child.

“Whooooooaooo!!!!” Amaka screamed. ” I’ll be leaving to return to Port-Harcourt, and to my white fiancé.” She added. And true to her words she left the next day.

But by evening, we saw, on Facebook, a picture of a registered Port-Harcourt airport taxi that was attacked by armed robbers within the city. The airport cab driver attempted driving through the armed robbers when they motioned him to stop his cab, so they shot sporadically at the cab killing the cab driver and his passenger.

I felt weak and dizzy when I looked closely at the picture and recognized the passenger as Amaka – my twin sister – the sister I saw off to the domestic wing of Murtala Mohammed Airport so she could board a flight to Port-Harcourt just a few hours ago. I passed out at the thought that my only sister was shot by robbers and the image of her corpse is going viral on social media, I collapsed at the beauty parlor were I was working-out.

(To be continued in Episode 12…)

Culled from www.freshestgist.com
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Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 10) by ImanuelJannah(op): 8:44pm On Sep 12, 2015
(Continued from Episode 9...)

I woke up alone hearing the shower running shortly after sunrise. A quick run to the bathroom to pee, and I found Amaka taking a shower. As I released the water in my bladder I peeked through the bathroom window to find daddy driving his Jeep out of the compound. Seeing Amaka’s body as she was taking a shower had me thinking about the incestuous incidence of the night.

At least, I figured it had to be guilt on daddy’s part that made him leave home so early without eating breakfast. The next three nights he didn’t come home from work, and after that he simply avoided being around Amaka and I by working in his study with the door locked when he did come home. So that we only saw each other at breakfast each day when we were fully clothed.

Amaka didn’t care!! She didn’t give a hoot about daddy’s behavior. “After all, he fell into temptation when we seduced him into having incestuous relations with us. he should have been a real man, and resist us.” She said to me one morning after daddy left for work.

I understood her arrogance. She had accomplished her mission to Lagos, and she also cashed the N1million cheque given to her in Port-Harcourt (by her American boyfriend) to get knocked-up by daddy like she was his concubine. As for me, well, at first I was hurt, but then I just figured that he needed a little time alone. So I started to spend more time on social media, or work-out at a beauty parlor.

I knew daddy and I needed time to think this out before going any further. After all, we all had committed incest, and had loved doing it with one another even though daddy was seduced by my twin sister and I. Of course, as incest is a socially unacceptable practice, not to mention against the law, I indulged his moral dilemma for the next three weeks while planning my next move.

(to be continued in Episode 11….)

*This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com*

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 9) by ImanuelJannah(op): 1:23am On Sep 12, 2015
Warning: The episode you’re about to read contains obscene language. Reader’s discretion is advised! (For age 18+)

(Continued from Episode 8...)

As soon as we pulled off daddy’s soaked trouser, my twin sister exclaimed: “Damn, Amara! You were right when, as a little girl, you described his d*ck; he does have a big one. Oh yes!”

For the first time Amaka’s hands came into play, but she didn’t thrust them up my lovehole, she used them to push me onto the bed before spreading my legs open. The next thing I knew my p^ssy was stuffed full of hard throbbing daddy d*ck, and I screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain as I came instantly just knowing that daddy, in his drunken state, had chosen to f^ck me first over my sister Amaka In and out that incestuous pr*ck bleeped me, making me cum over, and over again as I simultaneously finger-f^cked my sister.

I don’t know how long daddy f^cked my p^ssy before he too came, but I felt his molten liquid discharge, and felt instantly both filthy like a cheap concubine, and satisfied. I guess Amaka and me, continuing to lick each other’s cunts must have kept daddy’s c*ck as hard as a rock because he soon moved in behind her. That’s when he pulled my left hand away, and my fingers popped out of her ass. Daddy wasted no time in replacing them with his slime-covered pr*ck, and in a jiffy stuck it up his own daughter, my twin sister Amaka’s wet cunt.

And now the smell of s*x; hot, raw, dirty s*x smothered the air around me. I was in seventh heaven with a close up view of what I must have looked like when daddy f*cked my wet and warm cunt. After all, below the chest Amaka and I looked almost exactly alike, as if we were from the same body mold even though our faces are not so identical.

It was fascinating watching that big old pr*ck of my father f^ck in and out of my sister’s kitten. Seeing her p^ssy all distended, stretched wide out of shape gave me just a little more happiness knowing that it had to hurt like hell.

Who knew revenge could be so vicariously pleasurable? I couldn’t wait to see her bloat out like a blimp after daddy knocked her up with pregnancy. And I swore to myself right then that I would indeed help her to get knocked up by our father. again and again It was the least I could do for her helping me fulfill my childhood fantasy, and too for teaching me the delights of girl/girl s*x.

The queen sized bed rocked, rolled, creaked, and banged against the wall all night long as we continued our incestuous orgy into the wee hours of day break before falling asleep from sheer exhaustion.

(to be continued in Episode 10…)

Culled from: www.freshestgist.com

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 8) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:37pm On Sep 11, 2015
(Continued from Episode 7…. )

Daddy likes to drink red wine and when he does; he gussels it down in large volumes. So, we had to pitch our plan on alcohol.

In the evening, dad was back from work, and we were all at home that night having a great time watching TV. Amaka had arranged for bottles of red wine. As soon as dinner was over, she brought the first bottle, and daddy began to drink and was tipsy within a couple of drinks. Unknown to us, daddy had been drinking most of the day because he met up (at a bar) with a few work buddies before coming back home. However, we continued to gist and laugh with him while giving him more red wine to consume.

By the time daddy had consumed 5 bottles of red wine, he was hardly with us. At that point, he was already a mess. He couldn’t even stand up on his own feet, and was ready to pass out. He tried to go to his room to catch some sleep but fell on the sofa and pee-ed on himself. Gosh! His trousers were f^cking soaked with urine.

Amaka and I then decided to help daddy to his room to change his clothes. As we sat him up on the bed to pull his soaked trousers off, daddy’s was calling out our mother’s name – Priscilla!! Priscilla!!! While, his hand began to rub my b^ttocks (To be continued in Episode 9…)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › How I Became My Father's Concubine (episode 7) by ImanuelJannah(op): 10:46pm On Sep 11, 2015
Warning: The episode you’re about to read contains obscene language. Reader’s discretion is advised! (For age 18+)

[Continued from Episode 6….]

I was a little uncertain as to how to proceed once we arrived in our old bedroom, so I let Amaka take the lead in this incestuous lesbian tryst as she had the experience. I simply stood next to the bed, and slipped the towel off waiting for her.

Our clothes were gone within a few minutes, and we positioned ourselves such that our p^ssies grinded against each other as our hips moved in sync. We moaned loudly and our p^ssies grinded harder and harder. My cl*t at this point was throbbing like crazy, and I pressed myself harder and harder against Amaka, and she did the same. My eyes fluttered shut and my b#‪#‎bs‬ bounced. “Oh, f^ck yes!” I screamed. She was moaning louder and louder. After a few more minutes of our wet p^ssies grinding against the other, my twin sister flipped me over and spread my legs.

Amaka began s^cking and flicking her tongue on my cl*t, causing my back to arch and my eyes to clench. “Mmm, baby!” I moaned. “F^ck me!” She inserted her tongue inside me and I gasped. “Yes!” I screamed, grabbing the headboard of the queen size bed. This lasted for minutes, and I c^mmed into her mouth. She then ate me out, and I also ate her out.

She crawled on top of me and we started grinding p^ssies again. It felt so good to have her cl*t rubbing against mine, our juices mixing, and our arousal take over. Our cl*ts went sensitive and we were tired so we slept off. The next morning, we came up with a plan.

(To be Continued in Episode 8…)

CULLED: www.freshestgist.com

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 6) by ImanuelJannah(op):
[Continued from Episode 5….]

“You… a, um… eat p^ssy?” I asked my twin sister – Amaka.

“I told you, I’m a real slut now, Amara. You have no idea what it’s like for me to be standing here next to you, and not be able to touch you. To show you what it’s like to have girl/girl s*x. I’m so wet I’m about to flood this room.” She replied.

“Me?!!” I asked again.

“Don’t you know how gorgeous, and yummy you are to look at?” She said.

“Well, you’re not exactly ugly either,” I conceded.

“And that’s why I asked you if you’d bleeped daddy yet. I figured if you’d committed incest once, you wouldn’t mind doing it again. Maybe try a little taste of lesbian incest this time. Then… maybe after that… we could join forces, and seduce daddy into a three way with both of us.”

“OMG!” I exclaimed.

“My latest white boyfriend in Port-Harcourt is an American. He gave me N1million and sent me home to have daddy impregnate me. If it works (and after I have been delivered of daddy’s child) he too will impregnate me, and take me to California as his wife, and we’ll have tow kids – one fully bred black child and a mixed breed as our children.” She said.

“And if he has f^cked me, then you’d have no problem getting him to knock you up, right?” I fired back at Amaka.

“In a word? Yes.” She replied.

I could barely believe my ears hearing my sister’s obscene proposals, let alone the fact that she’d turned into as much of a slut, if not more, than me. But if it means an opportunity for me to fulfill my childhood fantasy and get in bed with daddy, and maybe make it a permanent arrangement then I was all for it.

(I later got to learn from the doctor that my childhood fantasy is called Oedipus complex and it is normal with children and teenagers as they grow into adults. He told dad and I that Oedipus complex is a natural desire in a child to have sexual relations with the parent of the opposite sex (i.e. males attracted to their mothers, and females attracted to their fathers.) Also, that Amaka and I fell into incestuous relations with our father because the adults around us while we were growing into adults couldn’t help us (psychologically) to resolve our Oedipus complex, and so it took control over our sex lives.)

[BACK TO THE STORY….]

“Besides, it would be a good way to get back at my sister by watching her turn into an obese pregnant pig with fallen breasts that will be needing bridge cables to keep them from dragging on the ground.” I quickly thought to myself.

“Okay, I’m in. But I’ll have to warn you sis, if it goes back and the whole sh*t trun awry, I’ll do something very drastic to you.” I told Amaka.

“Yeah, but, since you got here, did you see how he couldn’t take his eyes off of my tits, and ass like I’m his f^cking concubine?” She said.

And we both giggled at that as we headed up to bed arm in arm. Each with a hand full of the other’s ass.

(to be continued in Episode 7….)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 5) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:13am On Sep 11, 2015
(Continued from Episode 4...)

“Him…? Him… who?” I managed to stutter out.

“Daddy, of course,” Amaka barely managed not to giggle it out.

“Don’t give me that innocent look, Amara. I know you’ve had the hots for daddy since we were kids. And with mum gone I just figured it was only a matter of time before you seduced him. So have you?”

“I won’t even dignify that question with an answer,” I spat back at Amaka, and started to clear the dinner table.

“Listen Amara, I’m not here to condemn you,” she got up and helped me, making the labour light. “In fact I came home to see if we could become friends again, maybe even more. I know it was my fault that we fell out, and I’d gladly let you spank me if it would help. The truth is, I’ve changed a lot since I left home, and I’m no longer the graceful virgin you knew. I mean the complete prude I used to be. In fact, I’m quite the UniPort slut these days.”

“Oh really.” My eyebrows went up at her last confession. And went higher as she continued while we cleaned up the dinner table.

“Those three rings I mentioned earlier?” Amaka continued but paused for about 4 seconds before saying: “Well, each one was an engagement ring that I received from three white men in Port-Harcourt. The first one was for s^cking off my first white man. The second one is for f^cking the next white man, and the third is for giving up my an^s to the third white guy. They were part of the criteria I had to meet before my initiation into Pink Brazier female cult in UniPort will take place. I was told I had to pierce the three rings into my nipples, and clit h**d as a constant reminder to me of just how good white cock is cherished by members of Pink Brazier Sorority in UniPort. In fact I haven’t had any black guy since then, though not because of any reason other than I haven’t had any time for black men. My Pink Brazier sisters always kept me pretty busy eating p^ssy when we weren’t f^cking every swinging white guy in Port-Harcourt.” (to be continued in Episode 6…)

Culled from: www.freshestgist.com

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 4) by ImanuelJannah(op):
[Continued from Episode 3....]

Amaka had a ring pierced into her right nipple. And by the looks of it, it was one of those engagement rings she’d mentioned earlier.

“Yes, that’s one of them,” Amaka giggled, and one look at her face, and I saw the imp that she had been before our fragmented relationship began.

“Ahem,” daddy cleared his throat then, and lifting his glass of wine; “to having all of my girls under the same roof again.”

“To daddy!” Amaka countered.

“To daddy,” I agreed then threw him a wink.

He chugalugged his glass of wine as he blushed in response. Then, daddy said: “I have an early day tomorrow girls, so I’ll say goodnight now. I trust you two will be comfortable sleeping together in your old room. I’m sorry there’s only one bed in that room now Amaka and Amara, but it’s a queen size, so I’m sure the two of you will be comfortable in there.”

“He’s probably gone to jack off,” Amaka whispered once daddy was out of earshot. Her next statement taking me totally by surprise. “Have you f^cked him yet?” (to be continued in Episode 5…)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 3) by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:23pm On Sep 10, 2015
[Continued from Episode 2....]

After taking my bath, I dried off, and wrapped my towel around my waist like a queen to join them for dinner. Evidently I was in vogue as Amaka had done the same thing with her towel, and by then daddy was in polo shirt, trousers, and sandals helping her put the food on the table.

A simple meal; rice, stew, and meat, with chilled can of Grand Malt to help ease the tension.

With all of Amaka’s breastmeat staring dad in the face it was easy to understand why he had changed clothes. And for the first time since I’d sighted Amaka on the sofa, I was actually glad to see her. With all of this lush female flesh on display daddy’s defenses were quickly crumbling right before my very eyes. And then I took a quick look towards Amaka, and almost choked on my malt.

She’d spilled some stew on herself. Specifically on her right b##b, and the patch of transparent top that barely covered her nipple. However instead of dabbing it away with a serviette and water, she’d simply lifted the b##b out of her cloth like seductive concubine, and licked it clean right in front of us. That’s when she caught us staring at her.

“Sorry, just hate to see good food go to waste,” and she shrugged after letting go of her right b##b.

Normally I wouldn’t have continued staring at her b##bs, except that with the little patch of transparent top she wore all wet once again, I noticed something that I hadn’t noticed before. (To be continued in Episode 4…)

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › How I Became My Father's Concubine (episode 2) by ImanuelJannah(op): 9:13pm On Sep 10, 2015
(Continued from Episode 1 …)

Seeing Amaka rise from the sofa (just in front of daddy) with only a transparent top that barely covered her nipples and a pink bumshot that basically molded to her buttocks and lovehole had me speechless and lost to immediate reality for about 1 minute. I got in touch with myself again when I heard “Look who’s home? Amara, how’re you?” Daddy’s voice rose to a high squeak at best as he followed her out of the sofa to greet me.

I took a glance at Amaka and said sarcastically to her “So, it was even that wandering Cow of UniPort.” Dropping my bags on the center table in the living room, I added “by the looks of you I’d say that you finally lost that prized hymen you valued so highly. And what’s this? No wedding ring!”

“No,” she replied, then gave me a peck on the right cheek, our way of being sisterly, and I pecked right back, “no wedding ring, but I do have three engagement rings. Does that count?

“Only if you’re wearing them,” I snapped back.

“Indeed, I’ll show them to you later if you wish,” and she actually cooed like a dove saying it. Leaving me standing there open mouthed, and with nothing else to say.

“Go ahead, and take your bath Amara,” Daddy broke in, “Amaka and I will get started on dinner.”

As there was nothing else to say, I leaped into our cool refreshing bath tub. But I could have sworn that as I entered the bathroom I heard my sister’s voice say: “nice ass.” It was so out of character for her that I jumped out of the bath tub spluttering, and coughing out loud. As I continued my bath her words rang in my ears compelling me to wonder just whose ass she’d been commenting on, daddy’s, or mine. And what was all that about showing me her three engagement rings if she didn’t have them on her finger?… (to be continued in Episode 3)

(This post was culled from: www.freshestgist.com)

Literature › How I Became My Father’s Concubine (episode 1) by ImanuelJannah(op):
Guilt hung like a heavy storm cloud of low-lying fog throughout the doctor’s office after he informed my dad and I that I’m six weeks pregnant. My heart was soaked in guilt as soon as I heard the doctor’s announcement and the freaky reality that I’m now my father’s concubine dawned on me. I’ve been sleeping with my dad in our family home. I figured it had to be guilt on my dad’s part too as he simply avoided looking at my face throughout the rest of the day.

Amaka – my twin sister – is a couple of minutes older than me, and we use to be friends in our childhood and teenage days. That is until that fateful day I confided in her about sneaking peeks at daddy when he was peeing at home. I’m sure she was the real reason dad started to lock the bathroom door from that moment on as she must have told mum what I’d said. In any event I blamed her, and our friendship ended as far as I was concerned at that point. I’d successfully managed to avoid her for the last four years thanks mostly to her moving to Port-Harcourt to go to UniPort. While, I headed to Awka to study Law in Unizik.

We aren’t identical twins in any way that I can see; though our dad says we’re both alike in other ways. Her hair is a liitle brownish in colour while mine is ebony black, and she has big b##bs and tits like a f^cking cow, but she’s still a virgin and very beautiful, I’ll give her that. I love her, she’s the spitting image of our dead mother, but I also hate her, she’s always been such a decent and graceful girl – a complete prude.

You can imagine my surprise then when I came home from school one evening to commence the long vacation holiday after my 4th year as a Law student, and found another woman in our family home in Lagos, to be more precise, in our living room frolicking around with MY daddy. Well, perhaps frolicking around is a rather harsh jealous wording for two people doing laps side by side. However things went decidedly down hill the moment I saw that it was my twin sister – Amaka… (to be continued in the next episode)

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(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Food › Re: How To Prepare Banga Rice by ImanuelJannah(op): 9:12pm On Sep 01, 2015
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Food › How To Prepare Banga Rice by ImanuelJannah(op): 7:42am On Sep 01, 2015
The other time I gave you a gist that concerns the kitchen, It was Some Bad Cooking Habits Women Have that I highlighted. Today, I have a gist that could show you how to cook Banga Rice.

Doyinsola of Knorr Nigeria would be sharing her Banga rice recipe with us!

Are you ready for this recipe? Get your notepads ready!

Ingredients: Rice, Banga (Palm fruit), Banga spices & herbs, Chicken, Dried Fish, Stock Fish, Crayfish, Scent pepper, Iron fortified Knorr cubes & Salt taste.

Preparation Method:
– Wash Banga thoroughly in salt solution to get rid of sandy particles.

– Pound Banga and add lukewarm water intermittently until the juice is fully extracted.

– Pour content into pot and boil for about 10 minutes.While Banga juice boils, add the wooden herb, leave to boil. Pound the spices properly.

– Add pounded spices, scent pepper, crayfish, stock fish, dried fish and iron fortified Knorr cubes

– Wash rice and add rice to soup (ensure the soup is just enough to cook the rice, if it is more than, scoop some aside. It can be used as a separate soup to eat morsels like starch, pounded yam, fufu, etc.)

– Add salt to taste, stir and leave to cook for about 20 minutes. Be sure to check now and again till it is tender.

– Sprinkle banga green herbs or basil (efirin leaves).You can serve with Roasted, Fried or Grilled Fish,Turkey or Chicken.

– She served with oven grilled chicken & garnish with any green vegetable of your choice e.g. Cucumber.

This post was culled from this group's website www.freshestgist.com

Food › Some Bad Cooking Habits Women Have by ImanuelJannah(op): 11:45pm On Aug 07, 2015
June, 2015 was the last time I shared a gist about one bad habit some men have that disgust their wives, and it was the stinginess of some Husbands. Today, the gist I have is about bad cooking habits some wives have.

A lot of women, over the years, have developed cooking habits that have become a part them.

Let me point out some of those bad habits so as to help women become better in their kitchens.

1) Licking the spoon you used in turning the food and dipping it back in d pot.


2) Leaving spoon on top of the pot and then using that same spoon hours later without washing.


3) Eating directly from the pot (many women do this.) They put their mouths over the pot and scoop food into their mouths. Sounds crazy but it’s true.


4) Talking over an open pot of food (don’t do it! Some ‘things’ might escape into the food.)


5) Cutting meat with the teeth to test how well cooked it is, and throwing the remaining back into the pot


Now, tell me, what other bad cooking habits do you think people havehuh


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Celebrities › Throwback Photograph Of Actress Chioma Chukwuka by ImanuelJannah(op): 8:58am On Aug 07, 2015
The last throwback photograph of a female Nigerian celebrity I showed you was that of Ini Edo in which you saw How Ini Edo Appeared When She was a Teenager. Today, the throwback photograph I’m showing you is that of Nollywood actress, Chioma Chukwuka, in a photography studio in Surulere, Lagos after her secondary school education at FGGC, Onitsha.

The most striking thing you’ll notice about the photograph is that Chioma’s facial looks has remained unchanged over the years.

Enjoy!!

(This photograph was sourced from www.freshestgist.com

Family › Woman Seeks Divorce Over Husband’s Poor Sexual Performance by ImanuelJannah(op): 7:43pm On Aug 06, 2015
The last time I dropped a gist about bedroom matters, it was 9 Signs that Tell a Man is Only Interested in Sex I hinted you about. Today, the gist I have is about A 39-year-old fashion designer, Mrs Farotimi Titilayo, who has pleaded with an Ikorodu Customary Court in Lagos to dissolve her eight-year-old marriage on grounds of sexual denial and neglect.

Titilayo, who resides at Nosiru St., Eyita, Ikorodu, told the court that her husband, Amos, grossly denied her sex before they deserted each other.

“My husband was sexually imbalance before I left him in 2011; I reported him to his family but they pleaded on his behalf.

“I bought him drugs to correct his sexual weakness but he refused to take them.

“We have been living separately for over four years now because he refused to find solution to his problems.

“I want this court to officially divorce this marriage because I want to move on with my life; I don’t want to bear his name anymore,’’ she said.

Vanguard Newspaper reports that the Court President, Mr Olu Adebiyi, said that the court could not continue to delay hearing of the case as the respondent had been absent at proceedings several times.

He, however, said “we will still serve the husband one more time to see if he will attend the next court date.’’

Adebiyi adjourned the case to Sept. 2.

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)
Career › Aisha Buhari Encourages Employers To Support Mothers To Breastfeed At Work by ImanuelJannah(op): 6:48am On Aug 05, 2015
A couple of weeks ago, I showed you photograph of Aisha Buhari Praying at the National Mosque Abuja, Today, the gist I have about Aisha Buhari is concerned with the World’s Breastfeeding Week (August 1-7) that is currently been celebrated.

Aisha Buhari has encouraged employers in Nigeria to take the bold step that allows for mothers to breastfeed their babies at work in accordance with this year’s World Breastfeeding Week theme which is Breastfeeding and Work: Let’s Make it Work!

She made this clarion call in order to emphasize the importance of supporting mothers who work to breastfeed their children at their workplaces. According to her, working mothers who breastfeed tend to take less time off from work because their children are less likely to be sick. Women who have adequate maternity benefits value their employers, leading to increased productivity, job satisfaction, and loyalty

Woman.ng reports that Aisha was ably represented by the wife of the Kebbi State Governor, Zainab Bagudu at the 2015 World ‎Breastfeeding Week event

This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com

Celebrities › Rita Ora Poses In Underwear For Glamour Magazine by ImanuelJannah(op): 5:01pm On Aug 01, 2015
In July, I shared a gist with you about an international female celebrity… I informed you that Chrisette Michele is Releasing a Clothing Line Today, the gist I’m sharing with you is about UK singer, Rita Ora.

Rita Ora strips for the upcoming September issue of Glamour Magazine (UK).

The 24-year-old blonde struck a pose in PVC underwear as she talked about being a judge on X Factor, her exes, her movie career and more.

She shared photos from her shoot with her fans on Instagram and we can’t wait to see what she talks about in the magazine – on sale from August 6.

MycelebrityandI reports that the photographs were made by David Dunan.

This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com

Romance › 9 Signs That Tell He’s Only Interested In Sex by ImanuelJannah(op): 3:10pm On Jul 18, 2015
The other time we gave you a gist on something that bordered on relationship between the sexes, we discussed 7 Sexual Things You Can Do to Drive Your Man Wild in Bed. Today, we have something on how some men behave when they are only interested in sex with any woman.

Women, forgive men. When men are Hot, they have a tendency to behave like dogs— pawing, panting, and begging like you’re wagging a bone in front of their faces.

But Women’sHealthMag says men are not always Hot. So for the other 98 percent of the time, you have every right to expect men to act like adult humans. Unless you and your man have decided to stay in the booty-call zone, if you’re sleeping with your man, he should at some point show interest in something other than getting you naked. So, worried that you’re with a man who’s only after a good hookup? Here’s what to look for:

1. He skimps on pre-intimacy.
You’ve gone down on this man how many times? And he never repays the favor? Well—it sounds like he’s getting screwed, and you’re getting screwed over.

2. He’s a little too busy to make plans.
You: “We should do something this weekend.”
Him: “Yeah, we’ll see.”
You: “No seriously! We should go to a movie or something.”
Him: “Well, maybe. I get kind of restless in movies.”
You: “What about dinner? You have to eat, right?”
Him: “Of course, but I might have to do this other thing anyway.”

He’s blowing you off. And even if you haven’t tried to initiate a non-sexual hangout, he should. At some point, he should just sit across from you and talk. No lingerie, no groping, just conversation.

3. He texts you when he’s out, but he just wants you to meet him back at his place.
A booty call is fine if you’re comfortable with it. But a booty call is not a date. Don’t convince yourself otherwise.

4. He doesn’t like his friends’ girlfriends—and he’s really vocal about it.
John’s girlfriend is totally brainless. And now that Frank’s dating Grace, he acts like he’s 80 years old. If your guy can’t say anything nice about his friend’s girls, he’s probably not interested in being tied down either.

5. He’s a little too good at making sure you don’t forget anything.
“Don’t forget your jacket. Oh, and here’s your bra. And your lipstick. And your bobby pin. And this flyer… did you want it? You grabbed it last night as we were leaving the bar, so take it if you want it. Otherwise I’m going to throw it away.”

6. He never makes you (or takes you to) breakfast.
There’s something really intimate about the morning-after meal (especially with the puffy eyes, smeared makeup, and Nikki Sixx hairdo). If he’s really interested in you, this is a no-brainer. If he’s not, then you’ll probably be grabbing a loaf of bread and a tin of milk on your way home from work each day.

7. He makes everything sexual.
You nailed a big presentation at work today, and he says, “I bet you look smoking hot with a laser pointer.” You learned how to install your own Whatsapp app, and he says, “Whoa—I can’t wait to see you half-naked in your Whatsapp Dp.” You fixed the head of your charger that charges cell phones, and he does a pelvic thrust in your direction and says, “Oh—I’ve got something you can fix in my boxers.” Seems like this guy might be missing an opportunity to give you compliment, no?

8. He doesn’t introduce you to his friends.
If he really wanted to integrate you into his life, he’d start with the dudes he hangs with.

9. He never asks about your friends. Or your family. Or your job.
Same logic—if a guy’s just looking for a f— buddy, he’ll avoid all the messy stuff. But as soon as he’s ready for a relationship, your personal life won’t seem messy to him.

(This post was culled from our group website www.freshestgist.com)

Politics › Read What Hillary Clinton Thinks Is “pretty Second Class” For Women by ImanuelJannah(op): 7:18pm On Jul 14, 2015
About 2 weeks ago, we brought you the gist that Nigeria has Produced Her First Ever Female Chairman of INEC. And, today we have a gist on Hillary Clinton a woman who wants to be the first female President of US. . .

Hillary Clinton scoffed at US Treasury Secretary Jacob J. Lew’s plan to put a woman’s picture on the $10 bill.

Mrs. Clinton described the move as “Pretty second class” for women, because Treasury department also plans to keep some image of Alexander Hamilton on the same $10 bill.

(Alexander Hamilton Hamilton, who as the first US Treasury secretary, was without doubt the best and most foresighted economic policymaker in U.S. history.)

“I think a woman should have her own bill,” Mrs. Hillary Rodham Clinton said in an interview with CNN on Tuesday.

An article published on The New York Times says that Mr. Lew, at Brookings, reiterated that the $10 note was chosen so that a woman would be on paper currency for the first time in more than a century “as soon as possible,” because the $10 bill is next in the US government’s sequence of currency to be updated to guard against counterfeiting.

(This post was culled from www.freshestgist.com)

Celebrities › Check Out How Ini Edo Appeared When She Was A Teenager (photo) by ImanuelJannah(op): 7:47am On Jul 14, 2015
In the past couple of weeks, we have been searching various archives in a bid to bring you throwback pictures of the most popular Nigerian female celebrities. And, to the glory of God, we have successfully shown you throwback pictures of Tontoh Dikeh before she began to make millions, Tiwa Savage in the1980’s, and Bouqui when she was 11years old.

Today, in the throwback picture you’re seeing, we have Ini Edo during her teenage days…. Enjoy!!

Culled from www.freshestgist.com

Food › 5 Wonderful Foods You Should Eat To Get Big Backside by ImanuelJannah(op): 9:02am On Jul 07, 2015
The other time, we showed you a video in which a woman made a shocking revelation that she had two vaginas. Today, we have a gist on foods that can help you get a big sexy backside.

Having a big booty is the new craze almost everywhere in the whole world. A big thanks to Kim Kardashian, Omotola and Toolz, Men everywhere now hunger for women with big backsides, while women are doing everything possible to meet Up to the demand.

Before you join the surgery wagon, or kill yourself doing 100 squats a day, Naijaonpoint says that there are foods that you can eat in order for your backside to grow naturally, they are Listed below. Read and Thank us Later

1. Tomatoes – Not only is this good for heart, it also helps in giving you that fresh buttocks you want in a healthy, natural way.

2. Beans – This food is highly recommended due to the fact that they are high in protein and have amino acids, which help plump up the muscles in your booty cheeks naturally.

3. Chicken – This is a good choice as it contains white meat which is a great nutritional way to build muscle. Remember to avoid meats high in fat since you want to avoid gaining unhealthy body mass while seeking a healthy booty mass..

4. Eggs – Although high in cholesterol, it contains protein which is a great ingredient to help build the muscles in your booty. However, limit your intake to just 2/3 per serving.

5. Sweet potato – This helps blast fat in your stomach area, thereby making your backside look big.

This gist was sourced from http://freshestgist.com/index.php/2015/07/07/5-wonderful-foods-you-should-eat-to-get-big-backside/

Fashion › Check Out The Ankara Dress Kate Henshaw Wore Today by ImanuelJannah(op): 7:54am On Jul 07, 2015
The other time we shared pictures on Ankara fabric, it was Ankara Designs Every Young Woman Must Have in Her Wardrobe that we showed you. Right now, we bring you a picture of an Ankara design Nollywood actress and TV icon, Kate Henshaw, modeled as she struck a pose.

The actress looked stunning in her first public appearance since the fire at her home – at the premiere of her new TV show, ‘Do Good’ today.

Linda Ikeji says that the colourful Ankara dress was an Iconic Invanity dress co-designed by Moashy.

SOURCE: http://freshestgist.com/index.php/2015/07/07/check-out-the-ankara-dress-kate-henshaw-wore-today/

Celebrities › Re: Check Out Picture Of Bouqui When She Was 11 Yrs Old by ImanuelJannah(op): 12:28pm On Jul 06, 2015
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is this d gal who sang dat gospel song dat in the video there was helicopter? She always hung out wit sasha right? Can't remember
Yes she is.

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