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What a paradox of life. RIP to him. |
lucky. I can tell you categorically that to experience heartbreak is not an easy thing." Now, I had hints on what was the problem. "Are you heartbroken?" I asked. She nodded. "About an hour ago, the man I was going to marry called that he had cancelled the introduction plan." I was genuinely touched. "That's a hard one. Sorry about that." She sighed. "Thanks." I could imagine the pain and I knew the pang of disappointment was not easy, especially when one least expected it. "Perhaps you could reconcile," I suggested. "I don't think so. He has just confirmed the rumour that he is dumping me for my best friend." I was astonished. "That's incredible. Your best friend?" "Exatly. He told me to completely forget about him because they've already picked a wedding date." "Oh, oh. That's very mean of him. That your friend too is not a true friend. But, it's okay. Sometimes, life can be so mean and unfair. I believe in providence. The two of you were probably not meant for each." She nodded again. "When a door |
Much closer to her crotch and I was able to feel the warmth that dampened her panties. Before she could reach down and discreetly remove my wandering fingers, I lifted them from her leg. Then I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as I nuzzled her lobe. I swirled my tongue in her ear, sending a shudder through her body. Another tiny spurt of moisture dampened her panties even more. I could vividly feel and smell her arousal. Much more of my touching and nibbling and her entire body would be ablaze in passion. After these few caresses, she was hotter than she could ever remember being. I kept one hand resting on the small of her back, possessive in a gentle manner while the other hand was on her waist. I shifted my hips, rubbing my cock against her belly. She moaned at the sensation, getting more and more aroused. My lips met hers as I kissed her, my tongue plunging into her mouth. Her knees went weak as heat swept through her body. I bent my head and kissed her again. I took her lips in a hard kiss, plunging my tongue deep inside her mouth. I could feel her heart beating harder, thumping against my chest. I stopped for a moment as my hands reached around and cupped her breasts. She gasped as I rolled her nipples between my nimble fingers. A moan escaped her as I thrust my hips against her, my cock pressing against her. My dick nudged the crack between her butt cheeks and it felt absolutely huge to her. She made a soft noise – more of a squeak than anything – but coherent words seemed beyond her capabilities. I decide it was time I strip her. Pausing to do this urgent task, I pulled her bum short and soaking panties down her hips and her legs. I knelt and reached for her ankles, spreading her legs apart. I could feel her pussy throb in response to my sensitive touches. I ran my hands up the insides of her legs until I gripped her inner thighs. She allowed me to do all that caught my fancies. She looked up and briefly stared at my face. I traced a path through her labia with my tongue. 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. You can get the full download: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_that_glitters/32965 |
Ezennwa:You are on course. |
Security is indeed a matter of grave concern in Nigeria. |
Justbehave:I have answered part of it. As for if a woman makes a false accusation, it has to be proved that the accusation is FALSE. Once that is proved, the extant laws that take care of someone making false accusation will be applied and the appropriate punishment will be given. |
Justbehave:Is it really possible for a woman to rape a boy or man? If it happens, it is a RARE case. The case of men raping ladies is the one scourging our society. |
The recent upsurge in the cases of rape in Nigeria is very worrisome. So serious is the matter that it has become another epidemic. My simple solution to the scourge is this: all men found guilty should be CASTRATED. Yes. That will serve as a big deterrent to other philanderer. You are free to have your divergent opinion, but please no insult. Thank you. |
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Interesting story |
A nice piece |
Ann2012:Thanks. |
Full story available at: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/house_of_scandals_ii/31563 |
in displeasure. All of a sudden, the dog started howling and wriggling in pain. In horror, I watched for a long time how the dog continue to holw in pain. Then, I woke up. * * * Beads of sweat were formed on brow. What a dream/nightmare I just had. And to think that I had it in broad daylight! I knew I hardly had flippant dreams. Dreams were one of the mediums God used in passing messages to me. Now, I beleved I had dodged a fatal missile by having Faith out of my life. I looked around the room and wondered for how long I had been asleep. I checked the time. It few minutes to six p.m. I went to Mariam's. After tapping gently on her door, her voice asked me to come in. There was no music playing; neither was her television on. I saw her doing something unusual: reading the Bible. "You're reading the Bible," I commented. "Yes." She looked cool and calm. "I do that once in a while." I nodded at her. "That's good. May God bless the reading of his words." "Amen." Then, she quickly added: "I have the |
last person I expected to see wearing braless top and bum-shorts. "Sorry to disturb," she said softly. "Can I come in for a moment?" "Sure," I replied and opened the door wide for her to enter. I motioned her to the only chair in the room. "Thank you," she muttered and turned the chair to face the bed where I sat down. "I just feel like chatting with you," she said, smiling briefly. "I could have told Sharon, but I have a feeling it would be better I tell you." I smiled to encourage her. "It's okay, Ms. Rose. I have listening ears." She grinned. "Call me Rose. Just Rose will be okay." I nodded and stared at her. "Okay, Rose." I studied her. Her pretty face looked calm. She should be in her early thirties. I had known her for many hours and up till now, she had exuded confidence in her conduct and discharge of duty. What could be the matter with her? "Are you married?" she asked. I shook my head. "Have you been heartbroken before?" she asked again. I grimaced as I remembered Precious. "No." "You are very |
Mrs. Margaret soon returned to her work. I sat down and observed the environment. His children must have gone to school, I reasoned. Some minutes later, Mrs. Margaret came to ask if I would like to take my breakfast now. It was toasted bread and tea. I answered in the affirmative. By noon, it became clear to me that the hard-working maid and the guard who remained at his post by the gate needed no supervision. What then was my work here? Did these people really need any supervision? * * * TIMI It was few minutes to four o’clock. Officially, work ended four p.m. One of my phones rang. It was Rita on the line. “Hello, love,” she said on the phone. “How are you, dear Rita.” “Fine. I called to remind you that I’m expecting you this evening.” I chuckled. “Of course I would not forget such a thing.” “Yeah. So, I’ll be waiting for you, darling.” “Okay.” She cut the line. Rita was a pretty lady I met a couple of months ago at an entrepreneurship programme. She was an independent lady who lived at Palm Grove and who always wanted me to come around to her place. The fact that my wife was far away in Canada with our two kids made free life easy for me. Rita was one of those that I had got intimate with since Rhoda and the kids left for abroad. For sure, I intended to see Rita once I closed from work. By few minutes to six, I was at the door of Rita’s apartment. Just then, I remembered that the young lady I employed as assistant in the house would be waiting for me. I immediately called her line. “Hello, Lovette,” I said as soon as she answered the call. “You can close for the day. I’ll not be coming home soon. See you tomorrow.” “Okay, sir,” she replied. “Any problem?” I asked in afterthought. “Did everything go well?” “Yes, sir. No problem, sir.” “Alright, see you tomorrow.” “Yes, sir.” I cut the line. Rita soon came to open the door. “Hello, lover boy. Goodness, you look tired.” I nodded. “Yeah, a bit.” “Oh, come in, dear.” I entered the living-room with her. To be frank, she was always sexy. Clad only in bum shot and braless spaghetti top, I felt some blood running in my veins. She could sense my desire as she led me straight to her bedroom. I kissed her briefly on the lips and caressed her boobs. I sat on her bed and placed her on my laps, where my hands were free to do more exploration. I resumed kissing her while my left hand started to trace patterns on her thigh with my fingertip. I could feel the excitement from my hand and the sensitivity of my fingers against her. Her breath quickened as the movement wandered farther down to her leg. It nearly slid in between her smooth thighs. Much closer to her crotch and I was able to feel the warmth that dampened her panties. Before she could reach down and discreetly remove my wandering fingers, I lifted them from her leg. Then I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as I nuzzled her lobe. I swirled my tongue in her ear, sending a shudder through her body. Another tiny spurt of moisture dampened her panties even more. I could vividly feel and smell her arousal. Much more of my touching and nibbling and her entire body would be ablaze in passion. After these few caresses, she was hotter than she could ever remember being. Full story available @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_that_glitters/32965 |
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and tantalizing." She smiled happily. "Trust me, now. Oh, let me get a bottle of table water." "Okay." I was about to start eating when appeared from nowhere. She came for the plate of soup and took it. "No, you should not eat this," she said. "What! What is the meaning of what you're doing?" "I have something better to offer you," Mariam defended. Just then, Faith reentered. "What the hell is going on here?" she demanded. Without saying a word further, Mariam took the soup outside and gave it to a dog loitering in the compound. I was outraged. "What have you done, Mariam? How could you do that!?" Faith was watching the whole scene and was furious. "It's not her fault," Faith said. "It's your fault! She would never have the gut to do that if nothing was going on between the two of you!" With that Faith went inside the flat to pick up her bag. "Nothing is between us, faith." Rather than listening, Faith left in anger. I turned to Mariam who was watching in amusement. "This is not good, Mariam," I said |
Men are beasts. |
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