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She moved the hand to my boxer and gently caressed the place. Then, she knelt down before me and brought my cock out of its case. She spat on it, rubbed the improvised lubricant on the organ and took it to her mouth. Her mouth was warm and receptive. My organ instantly came alive, though I would have wished it did not. The mouth action she did was exhilarating. Now fully erect, I realized that we had gone back on our words not to indulge in this again. Kween, if she should know this, would be particularly disappointed, and probably would not forgive me. I shrugged. There was a way we could do this and she would not know. This was one of the ways. I allowed Sola to do all that she liked with my dick. She did it so sensuously I groaned in pleasure, sucking, suckling and licking. Some minutes later, I stopped her, brought her back to her feet, removed the bathrobe she was wearing, turned her back to me and spread her legs. The doggy style was our favorite style and right here in the kitchen, that was the best we could go for. Her hand rested on the kitchen table while I penetrated her from behind. She left out soft moans while I did the gentle pounding. I held her boobs which gladly succumbed to my loving hands. Minutes later, I withdrew and spilled the semen on her bum. * * * Thirty minutes later, I was behind the wheel of my Mercedes Benz C200 car as I made my way to the office. I was full of thoughts as I drove. Deep within me, I would really love to stop my incestuous relationship with Sola. It was something that had been going on for about two years now and I thought it was high time we stopped it. My mind went to Kween. Somehow, I believed Kween coming to my life could help. If I should marry her as soon as possible, would that not technically end my affairs with my sister? Would that not effectively put an end to the dalliance? I nodded to myself. I had no doubt that going right ahead would help me to put an end to my unbridled lust for ladies and sex. By this evening, when Kween came back I would discuss when to do the introduction, the engagement and the proper wedding. There would be no need to waste time again. I got to the Ikeja office few minutes to eight. There was a lot of work waiting for me, but I always did things at my own pace. Daddy was always talking about diligence and hard work, and I had always argued that I was diligent enough. He certainly had a sterner view of what hard work should mean. I worked hard till break time. After my break, I worked hard again. Few minutes to four o’clock, one of the marketers came to tell me I had a visitor. “Who?” “She said her name is Madam Helen.” Madam Helen? I was surprised to hear that. Madam was my good acquaintance some months back. Four months ago, she had told me she would be relocating to Canada where her first daughter lived. At fifty-two, she was a widow I met when I went out to do corporate marketing for the microfinance bank. She owned a nursery primary school and I had thought they might need our service in getting credit facilities. Madam Helen was interested, but not in the credit facilities. Her interests were purely personal. I became involved with her and we became lovers. Yes, I knew she was much older and that I probably had no shame beeping a woman like that, but it was not all my faults. The woman had a body that was hardly resistible. The most amazing part of it all was her sexual prowess. I was surprised to discover she was damn good in bed. But then, it was not easy to please or satisfy her. |
His home was my own work. “I’m at work, sir.” “Oh, good. I’m glad you accepted the offer.” “Hmn.” “Good. You have made a good decision. Today, you have to wait till I come home after closing from work.” “Okay.” He disconnected the line while I sighed. Some hours later, he came home. As usual, the maid went to take his briefcase up to his bedroom while I waited in the living-room. Minutes later, the maid came to meet me. “He’ll like to meet you upstairs in his room,” she said. I stood up and followed her to his room. He was in casuals and he smiled up at me as I entered. “Hello, my dear.” His tone had changed to what one could call bedroom voice. “Hello, sir.” He sat on a sofa not far from the king-size bed. “Why don’t you come and join me here?” He patted the side of the sofa. “One more thing: once we are together like this, drop the ‘sir’. Call me Timi.” I sat on the place he offered. “Thanks, Timi.” He looked at the maid. “Maggie, bring that drink and the barbecue.” “Yes, sir.” The maid retreated from the bedroom. “I want to assure you that you’re in safe hands,” he said and smiled at his own joke. I grinned. “Tell me about yourself,” he urged. I shrugged and briefly told him about myself. He nodded in interest. Maggie brought a tray containing a bottle of red wine, two glass cups, and a plate containing barbeque. He poured the drinks out and made a small toast. “This is to a beautiful lady and a beautiful relationship. Cheers!” “Cheers.” I sipped the drink. “So, when is your wife and kids returning from abroad?” I asked. He sighed. “I can’t say. The thing is she says she doesn’t want to come back. She actually wants me to come and join them over there, but I’m not ready to do that, yet.” I nodded. I could see why he needed a side chick. “Meanwhile, I promise to treat you like someone really special.” He held my right hand and kissed it. Halfway with our refreshments, he drew me closer to him and planted a kiss. My pliancy encouraged him. He swooped more kisses on my lips. From the lips, his mouth soon moved down to my bust. He lifted my skirt up and ran his tongue over my pussy, using his finger to brush the pantie aside. My mind went into state of excitement as the sensation of his mouth on my pussy lips made all my thoughts to become delirious. He dragged the flat of his tongue along the top crevice of my inner thighs. He then licked his lips over my mound. I grimaced and he paused for a brief moment. He did this so I could regain my breath. He resumed, this time licking and moving closer to my nub. He stopped briefly to nip my labia between his teeth. My legs began to quake due to the pressure of his tongue flicking against my clit. The act made all the muscles in my body to become tense. I put my hands on his head as he continued to lick. I moved my fingers into his hair and pulled him against my body, pushing my pussy against his face. He clasped each of my thighs in one of his hands, spreading my legs wider and using my body as leverage to keep his balance as he thrust his nose inside my pussy. His breathing was labored now, and he filled his lungs in short, swift bursts, keeping his lips on where he had put it in an open-mouthed kiss and sucking the air in sideways. He spread his fingers, brushing each of his thumbs against my hip bones and pushing up the fabric of my swimsuit so that my arse was exposed. He ran his hands over each of my cheeks, kneading my flesh beneath the soft pads of his fingertips, pulling my closer against him. I let myself go. Timi was strong. Strong enough to hold my weight and keep his balance as I thrust against him, fucking his face. I came in quivering bursts, my whole body pulsing with the force of the orgasm that tore through my body like a wildfire, leaving not destruction but renewed energy in its wake. Every one of my nerve endings felt as though it had been woken at once. I was buzzing. My limbs continued to twitch for a long while after I had reached my climax. I gasped with each successive aftershock until my body eventually relaxed. I sank down on to Timi, not caring in the slightest about my weight, now unsupported by the door, would be a burden for him. It was not far to fall to the floor, anyway. |
should gladden your heart, not depress it." She nodded. "Thanks." I held her left hand and gently rubbed the back of her palm. "I have a brotherly view about all this. All I've done so far is to take you like a sister - a senior sister. Is it okay for me to take you as a sister?" There was only a brief pause. "It's okay." I smiled at her. "Thanks for granting me that. Believe me, I will be a good brother and friend to you." I stopped to study her. She was attentive and sober. "As I said, don't let anything or anyone disturb your life or happiness. Whatever happens, we move on." She nodded. "Thanks so much, Seyi. I really appreciate." I nodded too. "That's the spirit. Now, give me a smile." I gently tickled her side. She giggled. I did it a little bit more and she laughed. "That's the spirit," I repeated. "Thanks a lot. "Your words have really helped." She stood up and I followed suit. "Can you give me a hug?" She asked. "Why not? With all pleasure." I gave her the hug. She clung onto me tightly. It was |
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Sometimes, I would take coffee with some digestives before leaving for office. In a matter of few minutes, the water started to boil. I poured some into a mug. As usual, I would take it with little milk and no sugar. I was about to lift the mug to my mouth when Sola came inside the kitchen. “Morning, Richard,” she greeted. “Morning, Sola. How was your night?” She shrugged. “Not bad.” “You want some coffee?” “Yeah.” I poured some into another mug and handed it over to her. “Your guest has gone?” she asked. “Yes. She left not long ago.” She sipped from the mug of the coffee. “I’ve proposed to her,” I announced. “And she said yes.” Sola nodded without saying a word. “Maybe you should give Dayo another chance.” Dayo was her former boyfriend. They broke up when she discovered he was living a philandering life. Sola raised her right hand up as a way of objection. “Please, I’ll rather not talk about him.” I sighed and took more coffee. “Why can’t our society allow us to marry who we want?” I knew where she was going. “The society is setting standards it believes will make things work better.” She shook her head disapprovingly. “Why do we have to live in misery all because we want to satisfy the society or keep certain standards?” “Live in misery? That will be a matter of choice. No one can force another person to live in misery.” “Not marrying the man I really love will make me live in misery.” I shook my head without saying a word. She moved towards me, lifted her left hand and placed it on my chest. Oh, no, not again, I thought wryly. “You can get yourself love, Sola,” I told her. “I don’t want any other man. It’s you I want.” “But we have to stop this,” I quickly said. “In Nigeria, incest is a taboo.” She pretended as if she didn’t hear me. “I could hardly sleep last night. I kept thinking about you.” “I thought we’ve resolved this matter. My dear sister, we’ve got to stop this.” Again she shook her. “Go ahead and marry your Kween. As for me, I must continue to have a part of you.” I tried to take her hand off my chest. “Let’s stop this thing from now on.” “But, I can’t! I’ve tried to, but I simply can’t stop loving you.” Oh God. I sighed again. “Sola, you have to try more. Ehn, just try more.” Her hand gently rubbed on the chest and moved to the right breast. Gently she pinched. I was supposed to pull her hand away and nip her action in the bud. I was supposed to be firm and insist that we must put an end to the illicit relationship we had been having. Unfortunately, I could not. She moved the hand to my boxer and gently caressed the place. Then, she knelt down before me and brought my cock out of its case. She spat on it, rubbed the improvised lubricant on the organ and took it to her mouth. Her mouth was warm and receptive. My organ instantly came alive, though I would have wished it did not. The mouth action she did was exhilarating. Now fully erect, I realized that we had gone back on our words not to indulge in this again. Kween, if she should know this, would be particularly disappointed, and probably would not forgive me. I shrugged. There was a way we could do this and she would not know. This was one of the ways. I allowed Sola to do all that she liked with my dick. She did it so sensuously I groaned in pleasure, sucking, suckling and licking. Some minutes later, I stopped her, brought her back to her feet, removed the bathrobe she was wearing, turned her back to me and spread her legs. The doggy style was our favorite style and right here in the kitchen, that was the best we could go for. Her hand rested on the kitchen table while I penetrated her from behind. https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/house_of_scandals/30547 |
Curiosity took over me. Was there a hidden reason? “What is the reason?” I asked. He tried a smile. “Let’s just say I like you and want to get close to you.” Really? Was that why he took the trouble of employing me as his P.A? “There’s no need I continue deceiving you with the P.A stuff,” he continued. “I want more than that from you. I want us to be lovers. I love you, Lovette.” I was shocked. I could simply not believe my ears. Was this man alright? “See, what I’m trying to say is I used the P.A stuff to get close to you. There’s no point I keep giving you that impression again. I really want you as a lover, Lovette.” Why didn’t he just say so the day he called me to his office? Why did he perambulate and pander? “You will still act as if you are my P.A,” he continued. “And you will still be paid the money I promised. But, now, you know my real intentions.” Amazing, so he had planned everything out. I opened my mouth but did not know what to say. “You don’t have to say anything right away,” he said. “You can go home and think over it. If you approve of it, then I will expect to see you tomorrow. If you don’t want the relationship, then don’t bother to come. Just send me your accounts details and I will pay you for the days you worked here.” I sighed. He stood up. “Have a good night rest, Lovette.” I stood up too and nodded. “Goodnight, sir.” I left his house with the unflinching determination that I would be back. At home, I didn’t discuss my experience with anybody; not with mummy, not with dad, not with Becky. I decided that Mr. Samuel’s proposition was purely a personal matter that I would have to decide. What he had said was actually not bizarre. He was a typical man who could not get his mind off a beautiful lady like me; and who wanted a piece of the action. He should be in his early forties; married of course. To him, the fact that his wife and kids were in faraway Canada was an opportunity for him to get the best of extra marital affairs. Well, since that was what he wanted, I would give it to him. The following morning, I dressed up and left for ‘work.’ I was in his house few minutes to eight o’clock. When it was exactly eight a.m., he called my line. “Hello, Lovette. Good morning.” “Good morning, sir.” “Are you at home or at work?” I grinned to myself. His home was my own work. “I’m at work, sir.” “Oh, good. I’m glad you accepted the offer.” “Hmn.” “Good. You have made a good decision. Today, you have to wait till I come home after closing from work.” “Okay.” He disconnected the line while I sighed. https://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_that_glitters/32965 |
Well, at least, she had calmed down now. I went back to sit on the bed. "Are you okay, now?" I asked. She nodded. There was another long pause. Then, she stood up. "Thanks for your time," she said. "Good night." Xkcould still not understand her. "Are you sure everything is alright?" I asked. "Yes," was her only answer. She moved towards the door. I moved quickly and held her right hand. "No, you're not alright. You cannot be alright and act like this. ÈTell me what exactly the problem is." She appeared to be considering whether to answer me or not. "Come." Gently, I led her to the bed. "Sit down, please." She sat like a very meek person while I sat by her side. "What made you cry?" I asked. There was a long pause. "It was what you told me. My ex- had spoken exactly like that before. Now, with all that, see how it ended." Her voice became sad again. "It's alright, no need to get sad over it. Many other guys will still tell you, because that's what you are - beautiful and attractive. Someone saying that |
Kween wrapped her legs round my waist and tightened them. I was holed up in this pleasure zone and there was no backing out. With grunts, I managed to pull my cock out of her pussy before the seedy liquid spurted out. I splashed my semen on her belly, breathing hard. The race was over, for now. I had breasted the tape at the end of the line. I kissed her before reclining my body on the bed next to her. I closed my eyes too and asked myself if I had fared well. My mind gave a thumb up. I was sure if I should be rated, I would get at least four stars. I had not done badly at all. She snuggled up to me and lay her hand on my chest. She could feel the thumping of my chest; the fervent beating of the lungs. I cuddled her shoulders. The boobs could be left alone for now. We slept in each other’s arms. When I woke up some minutes after four in the morning, there was no morning erection to spurn me into another action. In any case, I had had my feel in the night. I must not scare her with my high libidinous desire. I was going to marry Kween and I might as well slow down with her. After all, my plan was to make her my wife soon. Some minutes later, she too woke up. I kissed her good morning. “How was your night?” she asked. I grinned. “It was wonderful. Having you with me even made it more wonderful.” She nodded, obviously pleased with my complimentary remarks. We took our bath and started preparing for the office. “Let me return to my flat to dress up and really get prepared,” she said. “Yes, my Queen.” She left for her flat. It was few minutes to six. I knew I didn’t have to leave for my office that very minute. Even if I should leave the house minutes to seven a.m., I would still get to work on time. The real person that needed to leave early was Kween. Sola was still sleeping in the other bedroom. She didn’t have to leave early. The pharmaceutical store where she was at the end of Coker Road towards Palm Grove. One, she didn’t need to get to the place until after eight. Two, even if she left the house few minutes to eight, she would not get there late. Kween soon came back to tell me she was on her way. “Have a great day, honey,” I said. “You too.” She nodded and went out. I sighed and went to the kitchen. I poured some water inside the coffee maker to prepare coffee. Sometimes, I would take coffee with some digestives before leaving for office. In a matter of few minutes, the water started to boil. I poured some into a mug. As usual, I would take it with little milk and no sugar. I was about to lift the mug to my mouth when Sola came inside the kitchen. https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/house_of_scandals/30547 |
chest region showed that she was a bit busty. The rounded breasts appeared to look firm. The waist was slim without visible signs of fat. Her thighs were curvy, down to her knees and legs. The bums needed no padding the way they were accentated by the shorts she was wearing. "You are beautiful and attractive, Rose," I said and meant it. Her next action surprised me. She sat down, covered her face with her palms and started crying. What! What had I said that was wrong? I stared at her. "I'm sorry, have I said anything that was wrong?" She did not answer me. Instead, she continued to sob. I was confused. Should I move over and pet her to calm down or I should continue to stare at her? I chose the former. I put my left hand on her back and patted. "I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way," I said. "Please stop crying." After a minute, she stopped and dabbed her face with the helm of her t-shirt, allowing me to briefly see her belly. If she had lifted the cloth one more inch, I would have seen her breasts. |
In a moment, my body tensed up in a frenzied state as I let out gob after gob of thick white pearly sperm deep down her throat. As she used to do, she swallowed the spurts. I had had enough for the day. After that, I went to have a shower and prepared to leave. “So soon?” she said. I smiled. “I’ve had enough, dear.” She accompanied me down to the car where the driver was still waiting. “Take care, darling,” she said. “See you tomorrow.” “Alright. Have a lovely night.” On my way home, I thought over my relationship with Rita. At forty-four and married with two children, I knew she was just to fill the gap in the absence of my wife. Rita knew that she was only to provide a side attraction. Though my wife and children were far away in Canada, my affairs with Rita would only remain at the discreet and convenient level. My mind moved to Lovette. Even since I sighted her Resume after she had dropped it at the head office, it was like something struck me about her; something bewitching. Calling her on the phone and hearing her voice further pulled her to me. Sighting her sealed everything up. There was something about her that I wanted to be part of, although I could not pin-point it for now. * * * LOVETTE My second day at Mr. Timi Samuel’s house was becoming a routine. Again, the maid servant and the security guy did their work without the need for any supervision. I learnt from the maid that Mr. Samuel’s wife and children were all together abroad in Canada, just as he had hinted. I chatted with the maid to while away with time. It was obvious we would soon be good friends. Towards noon, Mr. Samuel called me to know if all was going well. “All is well,” I returned. “Alright, just keep it up,” he said. I almost chuckled as I wondered what was it that I should keep up. “Okay, sir,” I replied. He called again few minutes after four o’clock. “Wait for me,” he said. “I’m on my way home.” “Okay, sir.” He came in after six p.m. the maid went to meet him as he got down from his car and to take his briefcase to his bedroom. I waited for him in the living-room downstairs. “Welcome, sir,” I greeted. “Ah, P.A, how’re you?” I chuckled. “Fine, sir.” “How’s the work? Hope it’s not tedious.” Tedious? How could sitting down in the house and virtually doing nothing be tedious? “All is well, sir,” I returned. “Alright, give me a minute.” He went to the staircase and up to his bedroom. I sat in the living-room and waited for him. About ten minutes later, he was back. He had changed to a sky blue pajamas. He sat opposite me, staring at me. “So, how are you finding your job?” he asked. I grinned. “There’s nothing much to it. The maid and the security guy need little or no supervision.” He nodded. “Just like I thought. I first saw you the day you brought your c.v to the head office. I saw you on the CCTV.” I nodded. Had he not said this before? “The moment I set my eyes on you, I become enamored,” he went on. “Should I tell you the real reason why I asked you to work for me?” Curiosity took over me. Was there a hidden reason? “What is the reason?” I asked. https://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_that_glitters/32965 |
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I curled the tip around her clit then sucked hard on the tiny nub, sending spasms of delight through her body. “Oh, darling. That was sweet,” she intoned. I continued my oral exploration on her pussy and clit. After moments, I stopped to reverse the act. Holding my member firmly, she opened her mouth, letting me slide the hard shaft through her open lips and over her waiting tongue. Closing her lips around the taut skin, she began sucking as I gently thrust in and out of her mouth. “That’s it, dear. Suck my cock!” I cooed. My hands reached down and began to tug on her nipples, stretching them out from her body before pinching them between my fingers. Another moment passed and I stopped her from the act. I shoved my big, hard cock straight into her wet pussy. In response, she squeezed her vaginal muscles around the huge shaft, thrilling to the way I pumped in and out of her. I moaned as I continued to pound into her. For a moment, her body stiffened and she gasped for air. Soon, I could sense waves of her orgasm crashed over her and her body shuddered and shivered from the experience. In seconds to come, I reached orgasm too. I let out a moan as my prick erupted warm semen into her pussy. She squeezed her cunt muscles. “How was that performance, sweetie?” she asked. I grimaced and tweaked her right nipple. “Great, as usual, my baby.” She got up from the bed to clean up. She was soon back, tying a bathrobe. “What will you have for dinner?” she asked. I shook my head. “Let me not bother you with that.” “Really? But, it’s no bother.” I insisted that I didn’t want food. “Maybe, this food is what you want.” She came to the side of the bed where I sat and opened the robe she was wearing. I could see her big boobs and curvy body. My eyes went to her pussy which looked lush and inviting. “I can feed you with this,” she said, coming to me and holding my prick. I felt it tingle in her touch. She knelt beside me and put the cock in her mouth. The big thing filled her mouth. She began to lick my cock like a hungry being. She kept moving forward on the massive prick stopping only briefly when it got to the back of her throat. The avid partner could not resist my fascinating organ, so she sucked and licked at it constantly. I could see that she relished the taste and would want the feeling to go on and on. I cherished the excitement too. Her deft action definitely sent me into a state of indescribable excitement. My cock pulsated and throbbed as she intensified her action. In a moment, my body tensed up in a frenzied state as I let out gob after gob of thick white pearly sperm deep down her throat. As she used to do, she swallowed the spurts. I had had enough for the day. After that, I went to have a shower and prepared to leave. https://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_that_glitters/32965 |
closes, another door opens. Cheer up, Rose. You have your life to live." Her face brightened up. "I'm happy I came to you. The way you talk has considerably reduced my burden." I smiled modestly. "It's okay, to God be the glory." "I don't think my pastor will do better than what you've done." I smiled again. "As I said, to God be the glory." There was silence for some seconds. "I want to ask you a question," she said. "And I want you to be very sincere with me." "No problem, go ahead." There was another pause for several seconds. "Could it be that I'm not attractive enough? I mean, why will he dump me just like that?" What a question from Rose. "I think it's beyond being attractive. Some men are not just satisfied with what they have." She stood up. "I agree with what you said. But look at me. Am I really attractive, or not? Be sincere." I looked at her as she wanted. Her height was average. Her chocolate colour blended with her skin. She had a pretty face. She was on the chubby side, but not fat. Her |
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