CasNova:
When $£x is consensual, it is a mutual thing.

The two of them enjoy the act.

The gal enjoys it as much as the guy.

The gal may even experience multiple orgasms in one act.

Why then must the guy pay for it?

Why must $£x be commercialized?

kweensheba:



Jimi and I, he was too timid around men, he only bullied women.



But I just knew he would love to tell the rest of the family what had happened. My in-laws were great people and this would devastate them. They both took Deola’s death really hard. She was their oldest child and her mother’s best friend. Although Tinu and her Mummy got along real well, she was closer to her Dad. Deola and her mother were two peas in a pod. They spoke at least twice a day on the phone. This was becoming a disaster.



I awoke the next morning and immediately grabbed my cell phone. No messages. This was the nightmare that I had feared. I got up, showered and prepared to run errands. Then finally, the phone rang and it was Tinu. I took a deep breathe and answered.



“Hello”, I managed to muster in my best nonchalant voice.



“Hello Mike, its Tinu, how are you?” That was her reply.



She began to tell me how busy at work she had been that week. She said that she had thought about calling a few times but never got up the nerve. I confided to her that I had did the same thing. Suddenly two people who used to always get along were now struggling to even hold a normal conversation.



“Look Tinu”, I told her, “I think we should have a talk when you have time. We can’t leave things like this between us. Can we meet up when you have some time.”



“Sure”, she replied, “I am working today. I am at the office alone on Saturdays. This would be a great place to talk with no interruption”.



“That will be great, Tinu. How about noon or so. I will stop and get lunch if that’s ok”.



“Good, I will see you about noon.”





I stopped and picked up lunch, then headed to Tinu’s office. She worked in a confectionery which was about thirty minutes away. As I drove, I was trying to think of what to say and how to say it. I arrived and was glad to see Tinu’s car in the parking lot. She would definitely be around.


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Awesome05:
Nice.

kweensheba:


Somehow I just could not see why not. It was an exhilarating experience and I certainly looked forward to more of it.





Chapter Two



It was already Wednesday and I had not heard a single word from Tinu since Friday night’s amazing encounter. I was beginning to think that she felt she had made a very big mistake. Even though that night was the most incredible experience for me since my wife Deola had passed away, it was not worth losing Tinu’s friendship over. Several times that day I had picked up the phone to call her but was overwhelmed by panic every time. I made a promise to myself that if she has not called me by Wednesday night, I would call her.



Sometimes, I would drive to where she and Jimi lived. They were already living together in a place not too far from her family house was. For some days, I slowed down passing in front of the house, hoping to see her outside or perhaps in the neighborhood. By Thursday morning I still had not heard from her or run into her anywhere. I decided that I would call her when I got home that evening. All that day work seem to drag on, my mid wandering on my problem. I decided to stop on the way home and get some takeout, take an early shower and stay in.



After getting out of the shower, I ate my dinner while watching TV, as I usually did. I kept staring at the cell phone trying to get up the nerve to call her. Finally at about nine o’clock that evening I called. The phone rang several times without a response.



Several hours passed and nothing. Now I knew something was wrong. Tinu never took this long to call back. I decided to leave one more message then leave it in her hands.



“Tinu, call me when you can. Take care.”

I went to bed about midnight but couldn’t sleep. This was my wife’s sister, my sister-in-law and a part of my family. What had I done? And more importantly, what if Tinu feels really bad about this and opens up to Jimi about it. I was not afraid of anything physical between Jimi and I, he was too timid around men, he only bullied women.






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“I want to see you cum up close," Tinu told me. “Come sit next to me over here.”

I got up and moved right next to her on the sofa. As I sat down, my thigh was touching her thigh and I could feel the heat her body was giving off. We watched each other for several minutes until it became apparent to her I was not going to last much longer. She leaned over to me and softly whispered: “ You want to switch hands?” By this time I was too far gone to even care anymore.



“Oh goodness yes “, I answered.

She took her right hand out of her pussy. I could see the juices rolling off her fingers. She wrapped it around my cock and began a slow, methodical motion. I moved my left hand down to her pussy. I slid my finger easily inside her. She was positively drenched. After a second of fumbling, I found her clit.



“Oh yes,“ she whispered, “Right there.”



I began the rapid circular motions that I know Deola liked, but I was really out of practice. After a few moment though, I seemed to get it right. Tinu started pumping my cock faster and moving her hips.



“Oh goodness, I’m close again, "She turned her head and looked at me and for once I took control. I leaned over and pressed my lips to her in a long deep kiss. Her tongue quickly found mine and in a few mere moments, she was cumming again.



“Bleep” she screamed, “Cum now!"



She was pounding my cock like a pro. All at once it hit me. Tinu arched her back once more and cried out softly, “Oh goodness its so fucking good.”



Before she barely finished those words, I felt my body spasm and my cock erupted shooting out wave after wave of hot cum. Tinu continued to stroke and squeeze my cock until it was completely dry.



She leaned up and once again kissed me long and deep. When our lips parted, she smiled and asked, “Do you think this could be a regular thing between us.”



Somehow I just could not see why not. It was an exhilarating experience and I certainly looked forward to more of it.




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