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Dave kissed me gently.
Kissed me some more, then covered my little femi9nine lips with his, he sucked then he released.
He lowered his mouth to my lower lips and gentle gripped the lip in his mouth, inbetween his teeth, and gently pulled.
he pulled then released. Then went went to it.

He playfully did that for a little whilethen moved on to nibbling on my lips.As he chewed, licked and sucked on my lower lips, the tension between my thighs mounted.
my body was getting restless, i felt my arm shacking erratically. i opened my mouth to release some of the steam, gently parting apart my dentitionto unleash my tongue from the lock-down it was on all this while.
my tongue fiercely pushed forward towards his opened mouth , as it got closer , it met his just infront of his front teeth, they two tangled, his, full wetness, mine, dried like a tortoise yansh.

i rolled and fliker and sucked on his tongue, still mindful of my desire not to moan, i found my breath labour, became very heavy. my chest full, felt like i was drowning, but the sensation of the closeness, the french kiss and the passion were enough to ensure i was resusitated.

After we had kissed for a while, all these time his hands were by the sides of my head, david moved his left hand to my rib area and gently traced a sensational trail on his way to my left br3ast.

He got there, and on time cos at this time i was about to levitate, my body fell so weightless.
He placed his hand on the base of my bobby and squeezed."
"awwww..hhh how relieving that was.
that was me back to earth.

He squeezed some more, held the fresh firm in his grip, causing the n1pple and the aureola to pop out like a moin-moin in a sachet. As he exerted more pressure i felt a tingle of pain. a soothening pain.

He sucked his lips out of my power suction, cause at this time ., i had enveloped his mouth with mine, nibbling and sucking as much as i could . he freed himself, then moved his second hand- the right , to my second bobby, the right too, and began to sycronize his action of his left hand to the right.

In no time my two mould of fresh were held in vice grip of his ghand, sending casading waves of sensation tingled with pain down my spine.
when he had become happy at the firmness he has produced with my br3ast , the rockness-hardness he has produced out my my n1pples, he flicked.

with his thumbs tracing circles on the n1pples, he flicked my now sensitive n1pples. every gently brush against these n1ps produced a shap spike in tingle sensation. this sensation went to head, straight to my head.

my dry mouth cried out: " David , yo are killing me"
"oh God; Oh God..... Oh God!!..." i cried.
then i remembered i was not meant to moan, i puckered my lips together into a moan-tight seal, and watch as my body undulate at the mercy of the flickering thumbs.


to be continued

As david climbed into the bed, i swallowed spit, my heart beat increased, there infront of me, few inches from me stood his member, a member that was poking at me earlier in the night, at the observation deck.
it was almost coming out from the hems of the swim trunk David had chnged into.
The bulge has caused the trunk to stretch to within thread inches of bursting.
The ouline of his member against elastic trunk was impressive to be conservative. Then just at the hem, at his last shield of dignify was this wetness. A glistering wetness that seems to spread per second per second.

David crawled along my body, saddling me in between his thighs, with his knees at either side of me he came up to my face, breathing down, he leaned in.
At this point, i was almost trembling. Trembling from excitement, trembling from guilt: " God please stop me from thinking"
"i can't do this anymore"
"Argghhhh"
that was my mind continuing its one-man demostration.

My throat was now a patched desert, longing for a drink, longing and yearning for David's kiss,his smell, his masculinity.
No matter how much i licked my lips or swallowed spit the raging fire with me quickly consumed the wetness immediately.

Dave touched my forehead with his, our nose aligning perfectly, sending tingling sensation to my n1pples.
He had no moustarch but a neat razor-thin line of relaxed hair. As this line of hair made contact with my corresponding feminine part, a thunderous bolt of shock zapped through my body and to my brain, causing me, my body to physicall jerk.

David smiled in response to my action.
i cowered, closed my eyes from the embarassment and gentle prayed that this man should relieve me of this excrutiating torture and torment.

Gently his lips came down, brushed against mine, in amy closed eye lids, my eye balls rolled, my leg stiffened, waiting for it.
He pressed down, depressing my succulent but dry lips, depressing it till he got to the wetter inner lips, as the mouth parted away on his action.

i was getting fervent now, wishing i could get myself to hold him tight and maul at his lips, maul them to death. oohhh.... how much i want to do just that!!. But.... i am old enough to be David's aunty, i need to behave. protect the little dignity that i had left. im not going to show my depiration.

In fact i am not going to show him any emotion, nether would i moan.




to be continued.. hopefully tonight.

Ladies and gentlemen sorry for the undesired delay as I said early Na my new job cause, more responsibility and less time.

However, I have found a way to keep abreast with updating my story , I will hence fort write on paper during downtime at the office, and type it in nairaland when I can comfortably access nairaland.

I have written loads Of update to last for a month if not more, please keep a date with me from 12:00, 15 more minutes, my break , I will start typing .

Regards

sorry guys, after the match i lost all will to worry my head to write, will try again tomorrow or so, for the time being
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As i laid on the bed waiting on david to come thru with his scented oil or whatever he was bringing with him , i never stopped twitching. my n1pples were aching, so were my cl1t. my vag1na walls were pulsating, pumping fluid and wetness into the pvssy cavity.

oh God! oh God! i cant wait anymore.......

i quickly started removing my dress, i couldnt wait for David rehearsal and sh1ts anymore.

as i got my Givenchy off, i realize my boobs had already sprinted out of my thin bra.
kate had encouraged me to wear the thin bras, as according to her , they were more comfy and more appealing.
the appealing i agreed. but the comfortable ... ehhh.. im not sure.
i find my br3ast jumping out of the bra at the slightness provocation.

Anyway, my bo0bs were out. Looking at them i remembered how kate's ones were perky and bouncy, kate at 50s has got such lovely breasts while me in my 40s, with only two kids is already having droopy ones.
i think i might consider a consultation on the Bo0bs, i told myself.

As i laid on the bed, anticipating David, the thoughts of Kelv flick through my mind, i remembered kelv would want me to go have a bath first.

while at the bath he would join me, always creeping in from the back, then proceed to romantically sponge my back while he says something nice in my ears.
something so off key, but nice to hear.

" Kate, what a lovely set of shoulder you have "

"Kate,i can now confirm you have a mid-rib of a model "

" Kate your elbow bears striking resemblance to Kate winslet in Titanic"

Kel spins my head with these praises that i always end up wanting to cuddle into him more than the sex.

He was romantic to a fault. and i love him for that. He is Nigerian but the stereotypical oyibo has got nothing on him.


I shook my head,literally trying to shake away the thoughts of Kel, lifted my head away from the bed and reached for my drink.
"the thoughts of Kel is not going to spoil my night" i told myself.

My lover-boy calmly walked up to me, with something in a brown bottle i believe would be the scented oil and some towel. he placed then by the side table and climbed into the bed.




please let me not mess this story-line up in my quest to push update against my limited time. i will try to continue tomorrow.

goodnight ( i kept my promise)

luvmijeje: Wow! I love this! I particularly love the sex scene, which is kind of different from the p.o.r.n that is on NL.
But it's starting to lack what make it unique. *following*

what is it lacking please ?

sorry guys, the update MUST surely come tonight.

Lets go there! another day another update.

Enitsua: Ishi I am an ardent reader of ur work, ur syntax is opulent and ur style eccentric, the story line is just too realistic accommodating all the incidences of youthfullness. However am afraid as to whether the end will be satisfy my suspense. Am sure u will make the denoument orgasmiic. Ride on!

hahahaha

Ishilove, please stop rushing thru the sweet part, we would appreciate more in-depth, rigorous, exhaustive narration of "the" event. Blow by Blow.

please don't miss any part. Neither are you allowed to jump acts or scenes.

gandyluv: gud writeup bt ur update is slow...congrat

Thanks.
If only I have the time. I know what to write, i dont think to write, i type the story flows, I could literally type the whole scenes in a day if only I can find that time.

Going forward I will try to mk it quicker .

i staggered back to let him in.

my head went whirl-whirl-whirl - spinning.
where did he appear from?
i looked at Kate, who had stirred and looking at us with a smirk on her face.
Femi was grinning.
My stranger friend was still smiling.

i looked at Kate again, i notice her br3asts were bare. her surgically enhance D cups were hanging loose. but firm.

My friend walked pass me, with the drinks balanced on the tray he held with his two hands. as he set to place the drink on the table at the corner, he bend forward, his as3 stuck out.

wow! how perky could a man's ass get ?
his ass was set like a woman's, but looked very tough and sculptured. YUMMY!


Kate broke the ensuing silence, as i watched on. quietly watched on.

"David, could you fix us both JD on rocks please.
and i think Ri-Ri needs a massage as well. "

i was still standing beside the door when , (so his name is David? and i have been calling him my stranger frind.) David handed me my glass with a soft wink to go with it.

he then walked up to Kate, shook her hand. kissed the back of it, and handed her her drink.
he smiled at Femi, who also smiled back.

he then walked up to me, to my fidgeting body, and without announcement he swooped me off the ground.
i was now air bound, held firmed in his arms, as i gentle relaxed into it.

He was gazing into my eyes as he held me in his arms. The more i tried to met his eyes, hold them , the more i failed, i was brutally blushing.

Blushing for a kid that should call me aunty.

How handsome could one get !. he is what every lady would consider an epitome of a fit man. red lips with dazzling perfect white dentition.

while he held me and walked towards the adjoining room to the bed, i still held my drink with one hand, while i tried to make a somewhat conversation with Kate. basically to tell her...tell/.... hmmm... i tried to hide my excitement.

"Katie, let me go and enjoy my own massage" i finally managed to say.

witty kate quickly replied; "that's fine, but make sure its ends only at the massage ooh."

we all laughed.

As he walked towards the room, i immersed myself in the fragment of his body. of the perfume. the aphrodisiac effect for the perfume.

my head was at his chest level, i marveled at the smoothness of his body, the well toned muscles, then his n1pples.
His n1pples were thick and black, with little spots surrounding the black part- aureole.

he got to the bed and held me still in his arms, he looked down and pierced his eyes on mine, wanting to look through me, wanted to tell me something with the eyes, but my body was far too shy to withstand the focus.

i could barely meet his eyes. when he realized i wasnt going to hold his gaze, he proceeded swiftly.
He raised his arms higher, casing my body to move closer to his.
He raised the left higher while the right hand was as it was. this caused my head to raise. move closer again to his face.
without permission, he lowered his head into mine. pausing to look into my eyes for one last second before plunging his lips into mine.

trust nahhh.. i was ready. my body was ready. i fervently mauled at his lips. the drink i had in my hand shook violently as i ate David up.

we kissed for seemed like ages. i was now breathing hard and heavy. all the air in my lungs has been expunged.

David gently laid me on the bed and proceeded to take off my shoes.

when the shoes has been taken off, he went up to the sound system beside the telly and rummaged in the cd rage beside it for a while, it seemed he found what he was looking for cause his face lit up. He open up the cd pack he had selected and inserted the cd into the player.

Rhythmically, a soft 80's music filled the room. i believe it must be Luther Vandross or Barry white.
whichever it was, was very soothing.

I laid on the bed twitching. waiting for my moment. waiting for my own massage. waiting for those firm hand, the scented oil.


but how is this massage going to quench the raging, undying, tempestuous sensations billowing underneath my Givenchy ?

to write story no easy ooh.. im extremely busy yet i feel so indebted to my reader.

Here we go.



i was watching kate's gracious body, her long slender legs, her lovely curvy bum, i was so fixated on Kates body, my mind went amok.

Femi had at this time continued his skillful massage. He had early poured a scented oil on kates bare back , and was not kneed into the back with his thumbs, gentling un-knotting the stresses of the day out of kate's body.

As i watch the ensuing acts, i longed for the day i would have the honour to massage kate. How much pleasure that would bring to me.

i thought of how kate's body would react to my touches,
would she like it ?
would it turn her on ?

The more i watched the more i found the burning passion between my thighs intensifying. my throat getting drier.

I looked up at Femi, though he was keening working his magic on Kate, his eyes seem to be doing the opposite, as it was permanently on me, the muscles in his arms flexes as he pushes down on kate's back.

His head was bare. No hair at all.
His beards neatly trimmed. His chest, very full like he is a wrestle or into some sort of heavy impact sports.
my eyes trailed down to his torso, and here were well sculptured ribbed tummy.

I hesitated to look further down. i had seen he was weren't only a tight swimming pant, i closed my eyes, and felt a heat wave flushed against my cheeks.

damn! what am i doing?
Am i on drugs ?
why am i so Hot?

my mind travelled back to earlier in the night, at the observation deck. The kissing. The smooching. The handling.. oooh oohh - a soft moan escaped from my lips.

My thighs tingled. my cl1t stiffened. My vulva pumping my wetness into my vag1na.

The passion burnt unabated.


I need a drink, i need a drink.

" i need a drink," i voiced out.

Kate who was quietly enjoying her soothing massage spoke out, ; " aaahhh, Femi, you are doing a good job, i can't believe i was almost falling asleep."

" Ri-Ri, could you fix me one as well please."

"what do you want? " i asked

"anything, anything, whatever you are getting yourself". kate replied

I stood up, to walk to the mini-bar, in the corner in search for my usual, jack Daniel on the rocks.

As i tried walking, i realized i have deluged my panty with my wetness, i was now ashamed to walk, i felt like shuffling my legs but that would great even more scene.

i turned to look at kate's direction, Kate was faced down on the bed, Femi who was on top of kate, with his each of his thighs swung across kate, still had his eyes trialing me.

How i wish, this Femi of a man could only stop leering at me.

Anyway, some how i manage to reach the bar.

As i scanned the bar, i realized the wasn't any Jack Daniels left, neither were there any brown coloured similar drink at the bar.

Room service is has to be then...

i picked up the phone and dialled 101- room service.

"hello dear, could you bring some bottles of jack Daniel and a bucket of ice please" i spoke into the hand piece as someone at the reception picked up.

i dropped the phone cradle and made my way back to the seat.


As i got to kate and Femi, i stopped for a moment as my eyes trailed to the intense caresses this Femi boy was adminstring on Katy.

Damn! Femi had moved down from kate's shoulder and onto her derriere, and was gently handling and kneed the richness of kate's backside.

every squeeze stretches Kate's skin, causing it to glow the more.
The action of squeezing and releasing the soft bum, was so erotic. and must be very relaxing.

Femi, was now running his hands from the back of her thighs through her a33 cakes, further through her crack, and coming out at the top.

He then held the full mass of one a33 cake and gave it a thorough handling, then releasing it with a little smack causing it to wobble a bit.

he then repeated same on the other a33 cake.


Im getting HOT. REALLY HOT!!



Not long after i have made my way into my seat, and wondering how i would join ask for a similar massage from Femi without causing a stir from Kate. Not that i think Kate would mind, but femi is her "boy" , i would want it to appear im having ideas, cause i definitely wasnt.

i only want my body to be deserved, to be fondled, to be kneed, to have my a33 sqeezed as much as Kate's one.
ooh my my...



knock knock ... a little tap on the door, interrupted my mind and brought me back to lreality.

It must be Room service. I quickly got up to open up the door for him, though Femi had opted to go.

I got to the door and yanked the handle, salivating at the prospect of my JD on the rocks, Salivating the effect the drink its going to have on my head. My pvssy. and my courage.

I'm going to fvck Kate tonight ! i assured myself.

as the door swang open, lo and behold the person standing infront of me with the drinks was no other person but my Stranger friend- the friend that crossed me at the hall way beside the wall length mirror.

wearing nothing but a swimming trunk. A thigh swimming trunk, that i could make out this member.
His chest bare, not even a singlet neither was there any hair on it.
His stomach muscles all protruding to form six firm ridges on the tummy,

I looked up, he smiled, my heart sank, i smelt the chanel-blue once again.




I fainted !

sorry guys i never meant to keep the suspense this long. got a promotion at work which meant more charge, authority, offshore and subsea. lol.


anyway back to the story.

hmmmm.... where was i ?

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I don't mind criticism guys. Actually love it.

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As we headed towards the elevator to Kate's suite, femi who ha been sitting a few tables away briskly joined us, he held Kate's hand with one hand and caressed the back of it with his other hand.

" But Kate, Is femi coming into the room with us ?" I asked
Cos I was hoping to find a way to relieve myself from the torment my stranger partner had inflicted on me. Or at least soak myself in the bath.

How am I going to be relaxed with the leering eyes and tongue of Femi in the same room.

Kate smiled, sensing my discomfort .
" calm down Ri, it's a double room suite. We share same toilet and bathroom but the room are seperated."

We got into the elevator, Kate and femi stood at one side while I faced them on the other side .
Though I was having a little chit chat with Kate, and Femi quiet all through, he never concealed his lustful eyes all over my body.

He was out to sed me a message.

But I wasn't buying it. Contrary he was pissing me off.


Anyway, we approached the suite, Kate asked me to have a drink with them before I retire to my room.

On opening Kate's suite, my eyes nearly fell out.
Kate's suite was exquisitely furnish and stocked.

The wall length size of her telly was very imposing.

The sheer size of the room alone. Oh my god!
The bed. The wall-in closet. The mini bar. And even a WATER-FALLS IN her suite. Water tumbling down a cascade of rocks neatly arranged to cause the water to break against it, producing a splash, and some lighting effects producing different colour patterns.

Now I have seen it all.


Femi, expertly mixed us a drink. Kate had asked for jack Daniels on the rocks for both of us.

As we sipped our drinks, Kate started it.

" So who was that man? "

" What man again? " I questioned back, feigning ignorance.

Kate laughed.

She walked up to femi and whisper something in his ears. And came back. We continued our drink.

Kate was now telling me how to go about the contracts, what companies to approach, and how to handle the contracts.

By the third glass of drink, I felt my head getting lighter, my tongue looser, the burning passion beneath my givenchy, in between my thighs began to rage.

I found myself looking at Kate suggestively. In fact I began to see her sexuality. "She has got lovely lips, u know? "

"How would she react if I ask her for a kiss ? "
" ooh how much I wish to hold her in my arms, squeeze her body, and mk her giggle on top of my body. "

Kate's laughter is so powerful, it resonant with me, causing me to laugh as well.

Kate is a tall woman , with lovely slender legs, and arms.
Her most prominent feature has to be her nose. She fixed it with a nose job, giving her Caucasian looks.

Kate doesn't mess with her looks. She might be 50 but she does look more attractive than most 30s.

Her full D cup br3ast is blazing. The silicones very supple it feels real.

She watches what she eats, and counts calories in her food religiously.
She goes for waxing sessions every other Friday. Where her legs and whole body Is waxed and the hairs pulled off.
But the butt waxing has to be the icing. I have never seen or heard of such till I had to escort Kate on one of her session.

Lol and behold, Kate was laid on the table, her butt spread open like a book , then some gelly substance was spread into her crack, after which some cloth was used to strip off the waxes, pulling off the hairs as it went.

Kate had arm twisted me to join her and get the wax.
How embarrassed I was. Never had shaved the hairs in my crack before, they were a sight to behold.

Unlike Kate's fine yellowish hair mine had matured into black colour. I had to close my eyes as the service girl attented to me. Waxing and pulling.

At the end I was like a baby. Smooth and tender.
Kate had come forward to inspect it. She had inserte her finger into my crack feeling the smoothness and commenting of how soft and rich my a33 cakes looked.

She had jokingly teased. "All you need now is for some guy to pay good attention to it. "
" It would need lots of tonguing and licking before the hole could be ready to accept a dick., I tell u. " she had said.

She had said it as a matter of fact way. No shame as the words came out of her mouth.
I was wring in shame. Grimacing my face to hide my embarrassment.

How relieve I was as we walked out of that saloon. However I soon began to enjoy the session , and frequented the saloon as much as Kate. Though I tried not to join Kate on her sessions, cause I didn't like the way she would always poke and examine my butt when ever the waxing was completed.



Looking at Kate, I wondered when last she had had a session at the saloon. I remembered a few times I had touched her bum after a session and felt a tingle up my spine.

I remembered the day Kate made me jokingly kiss her bum after a session . It was all a joke but truly I felt a stir down in my down-below.

I had smiled but I knew a flame had been ignited .

So right now, sitting in the comfort of her suite, Kate's sexual appeal was overwhelming me, the thoughts of pleasing her was turning me on.

The thoughts of hearing her moans, and tasting her nectar, the richness of her pvssy juice, got my throat dry.

But I have never been with a woman before excluding secondary school romance play, we had with our "bunky" - who would mostly be a more younger girl, who is under your protection but as well tends to your needs.

Why am I having thoughts of Kate in this manner.

"Better behave yourself or you might be shocked and embarrassed to find out Katie is not cut out of such" my good conscience advised ".

Highbe: It is morning here already.abeg come complete ur story...KUDOS

Take am easy before you jam be bro.

koi... koi... koi....

sound of a footstep approaching. the sound kept kept getting louder signifying the person was coming to your direction.

Then it stopped.


At this time, i was ready to fly, i felt so intoxicated from the passion i was involved in with my stranger partner.
I simply wanted him to lift me up, stick his hand in my pant, feel my wetness, finger my pvssy- with good attention to the clitoris, squeeze my bum, and make love to me.

my stranger didnt seem to be in as much hurry as i was in. He was taking his time. one first at a time.

Aaaaarrrhhhh... he is still at kiss and caressing my br3ast, when would he get into my pant !!!!! ? my body was getting so impatient.



Ri-Ri.. Ri-Ri....

" Are you there? "
" you must come now, i want you to meet some of my business associates."

Kate walk closer to where we were, and stood at a decent distance to afford us the space to freshen up without heighten the embarrassment.


Ahhhhh... we disentangled.

" you taste so lovely. I must see you again tonight." my stranger partner said.

I felt my cheek turning rosy from blush. I hide my eyes and smiled back at him. i returned the compliment.
" You taste nice too."

" really ?" he ask.

"yes, absolutely " i returned.

In that case you would want to meet up with me again later tonight ?. It was more of a statement than a question.

before i could answer, Kate called out my name again.

" Rita. move your legs. "

Oh why now, what a kill joy kate is turning herself to. what a menace!

in-between my legs at this time was a mess of wetness. Thank God, i wore a pant. not that i don't always wear one, but had thought at times to go pant-less. kate had tried number of times to convince me during one of her butt waxing sessions that pantless was the trend of today. wax it and let it breath , she would say.

I pulled on his neck and gave him a parting kiss, and told him to find me. with that i reluctantly stomped towards Kate.




hmmmmm..... so this is what people now do at parties ? Kate sarcastically asked.

I didn't even bother answering her.

"so who is this lucky man, enjoying Kelvs meal ?" she continued.

As she mentioned kelv, my heart sank.

Damn, i have just been unfaithful to my husband. This is Adultery. No it isnt, we never had sex, so it cant be. my mind tried reassuring itself.

" Kate, who are these associates of yours ? " i tried to preoccupy my mind away from thoughts of kelv

" Ri, they are from PZ and UAC, they are the two major producers of consumable goods in the country, if you could get them, forget it, you wouldn't be needing any more contacts.

They manufacture over 200 brand items between them. Each of these products needs advertising, promotion and marketing.



Kate was still explaining when the door swung open and ushered us into the banquet hall.

i noticed a lot of people had taken their leave. But there was still a good handful.
these were, as i noticed, mostly the younger men and women.

everybody had someone or people he or she was taking to.

The band had stopped, only to be replaced with a soft voiced singing female. Actually she was singing one of the hit songs of the 90s; killing me softly by fugees.

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
and so i came to see
and listen for a while ..........

I sang along in my head. Remembering the time i danced to this track with Kelv on Mobamsa beach, Kenya in 1999. what a time i had with Kelv.


"hello gentlemen, this is Rita. she is the person to deliver your message to your customers." with that Kate made my introduction.

i shook hands with three gentlemen from PZ. They looked smoothly young and posh. They must have lived abroad for a while i thought to myself.

The men were very courteous. looked in my eyes when they spoke. Their grammar were very proper. And they dressed really smart. looked really smart even after the dancing and bustling of the night.

Rita, it's really a pleasure to meet you, however as we have all had something to drink it might be best we re-arrange a proper formal meeting where we could go over our goals and objectives. And what you can offer .

One of the gentlemen who had introduced himself as David said.

They then proceeded to hand out their cards to me. What a shame I didn't Hv any to hand back.

Sorry gentlemen I don't Hv my purse on me, to fetch my card from . But it's all fine, since I Hv got yours I will give you(s) a call on Monday morning then we could arrange something.

I smiled broadly to charm the men .

I could help but noticed how impressed these men were of me, one of them who had earlier introduced himself as Peter never took his eyes away from me, even for a sec.

He had tried maintaining eye contact but I caught his eyes a few tines straying down my cleavage. My ample cleavage.

As we shook hands to bid farewells, Peter had held my hand a few seconds longer. Long enough to send a message.

He better not start anything, my down below is a nasty mess of wetness. I could feel it trickle down . Down my thighs. And it seems my clitories or watever it is responsible for causing wetness was still actively on duty, oozing out more wetness.

Finally, the farewells ended. Kate who had left to greet some friends who were on their way out had returned and joined in the final kisses and byes.

The gentlemen left having extracted a promise I call them on Monday . It seemed they all wanted to be the one I called. Would it make any difference ? I wondered.

" Ri-Ri, what have u got on your body tonight that is casting these men under your spell? "

"Did you notice their eyes on you? "

"Even the way that Peter man held your hand ! "

" Peter is the head of Advertisement. I think his is your man. the man who would get you the contract. "

" Though David is in charge of marketing . He decides the strategy. And hence influence the advertisement . "

" You know what , have dinner dates with all three separately, that way each of them would think he is the special one. "

"You will be surprise how they would fall over themselves to win you the contract. "

Kate had expertly explained.

Thank you Kate but please could we go to your room please, I think I need to sit down for a minute. And drink a glass of water.

kunmibola: Bro, this update short now...

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ok , make i write more just now.

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As i fell in the body, i didnt bother to find out who it could be, i simply wanted to quench the passion building up within me.
the smell of the perfume hit home, the lovely Chanel bleu. ooh how much this perfume driving me crazy.
i rested my back into the body of the human, while he held me close, and steadied me.
i closed my eyes, praying the moment doesnt just end. who ever it is, im loving the effect. The effect of the spontaneous-ness, the nervously of "doing it" with a total stranger, thesexuality the body i was resting exuded, the perfume, the...

my mind was still relishing the moment, when i felt his beards tickle the hairs behind my left ear. it felt like he was going to saying something into my ears, but i heard nothing.

rather, i felt it. I felt the softness of the lips kissing the top of my outer ear, how much it tickled.
i then felt the tongue, dry tongue, tracing a line down my ear, and finally resting on my lobe.
he flickered the lobe for a little while before he engulfed the lobe into his warm mouth.

damn! i have never felt what i am feeling now. my legs felt like it couldn't carry my weight anymore. i felt more dizzy, not dizzy, more like funny.

I wanted to smile, laugh, it was ticklish but my body wasn't producing any laughter, it simply wanted more. And Quick.

while still backing him, i raise my right hand to feel his head, it was a clean shaved head.
i let my hand caress the smoothness, then gentle traced my hand to the back of his neck, where i let the hand rest.

Holding his head in that way, gave me some support, but it also made my back arc forward, pushing out my breast outwards, my n1pples straining hard on my brassier.

my Stranger having had enough of my ear lobe, had traced his tongue to my neck.
nibbling and sucking on it, while his left hand held my tommy, pulling me against himself, his right hand was now creeping its way up my chest.

the sensation of the nibbling on my neck was becoming unbearable, i found my body began to undulate, but his left hand was rigidly place on my tommy giving me the needed support.

soon his right hand approached the arc of my brea3t. he let it rest there for a while, as if see what my reaction would be.
he was driving me crazy! .

"can he not proceed quickly and squeezed these n1pple for me ? " thats my senses getting so impatient.

He then softly squeezed the brea3t, what a relieve.
the moment he released his hand my body was wanting more.

i pushed my derriere out, in search of his member. geez, i felt it. It was hard. Turgidly hard.
i felt so good, knowing i was the cause of the hardness.

At this time, he was now fully handling and squeezing my right Bre3t and n1pple. the left was in agony. i want to cry.
my body was wanting it so bad, the gentle caress hurt.

His masculinity was very imposing, his arms were very sculptured, his wrist were the size of my angle. his breath smelt so good, he must have had a Barley's .
i wanted to kiss his lips. i wanted him to handle the two bre3ts uniformly, and more forcefully. i wanted my n1pples squeezed harder. Hard enough to recede the torment it was causing me.

I cant do this , not any more.

with that, i turned to face my stranger. He had the outlines of the man i meet by the mirror in the hall way early today, he smelt like him too. how i wish he could say something just now.
i looked into his eyes, but it was dark enough not to see the soul in the eyes.
I saw the white of his eyes, he must be looking into mine too.

I raise myself, tilted my head backwards, and pouted my lips so hard.

softly his lips landed on mine. He kissed me. then stopped.

I pulled his head down by his neck and kissed him back. Again, Again. aaaarhhhh... i buried his lower lips in my mouth.

i eat at it hungrily. pressing my body on his. pressing the depression between my thighs against his bulged member.
I Rock and ground my pelvis while i mauled at his lips. Lowers lips. upper lips. soon i was sticking my tongue in his mouth, wanting to feel the warmness of his tongue. letting our saliva lubricated our actions.

He held me onto me tightly, his hand around my waist, pulling me still, enjoying the feminine softness of my body against his. The fragrance mixing together creating an aphoristic smell. At this time his member has become so enlarged i could feel it breath.

Ok make I update something just now, have been ill.

more updating coming

Soon it was dance time, at this time everybody had eaten to their satisfaction. The buffer was continental, from Senegalese smoked fish to East African Cus-cus, Mediterranean and Caribbean. Every imaginable food was available, all that was demanded was to pick up a plate and join the orderly procession round the food tables. Basically eat as much as you can.

The heavy beats of Afro -juju music genre filled the hall, soon the MC was on it again; making jokes, showering accolades and generally trying to stir the crowd to dance.

First to grace the dance hall was the celebrant, Mrs Tokumbo, and her Husband. 4th Husband precisely. A man definitely young enough to call her mummy. However, Rita confirm that he truly loved her, married her, not for her money, as he is equally endowed, just as rich as Mrs Tokumbo before they got together.

She shuffled and wound her waist rhythmically to the beats. Every now and again raising her hands up in a soundless clap.

she is sure a dance. Age is definitely what a person defines it to be.
For Mrs Tokumbo, her 70 is the pinnacle of youth.


Soon the dance floor was filled, every guest was at it; dancing, throwing money about, laughing and merrymaking.

Nothing fails to crack the rib as seeing a full stomached old man, energetically trying to dance like a Jackson.
there were many of them tonight on that mission. Trying emphatically to please the young girls milling around the place.


I danced too. i had to hold on to my Givenchy with one hand while i pathetically rocked my waist.
My mind still hasn't stopped imagining Kelv with other women.

" Is that why he hasn't been up for sex lately ?" i keep tormenting my mind.

As i took notice of my friends, i realized everyone of them was now with a partner. All younger men.
These men were all slick and smooth. well dressed and exuded a confidence you don't expect from the average Nigerian mingling with an older woman.

It must be the money they are after. Gold-digging these hapless rich older women.

After watching them for a wee while, while dancing with some man who had rhymitically danced his way into my front, and urging me to dance with him, i excused myself from my dance partner and headed towards the Ladies.

I got to the toilet, did my thing, washed my hands, got them dried under the air-drier, and applied a thin layer of Nivea moisturizer i found among the mini-cosmetics table beside the sink. This hotel is well prepared for her guests.

I had walked to the observation deck to get some fresh air and clear my head. While i was in the toilet i had decided to give Kelv a phone call.
I had planned to call his phone with my number hidden and not reveal myself while i listen keenly to his background noise to figure out if he is truly at home as he would claim.

As i stepped onto the observation deck, the beautiful scenery of Victoria island, the street-lights casting an orange glow to the streets below, the bar beach's wave striking against Julius Beggers's beach barriers erupting in splatters of white foamy bubbles.

At the far right end of the observation deck, i could make out the silhouette of a seemly love birds hungrily eating each other up. the woman partner was all in a rage pulling and togging on her man's neck, wishing she was taller to meet his lips more forcefully.

Soon the man responded to the woman's action, and held her close to him, i saw it clearly, his hands, both, went to her derriere and without hesitation, he squeezed the softness out of it. The derriere must have been very soft, cos as he held on it the softness overflowed out of his grasp. He then held on to it more firmly and seemed to lifted her up on it.

she was clearly lost, her two legs were soon wrapped around his waist, as she continued to maul at his lips.

what a sight!

The more i watched, the more my desire to see more grew, i was getting excited, i was straining my eyes to make out clearly what they were doing.

I contemplated moving closer. I did. I inched my way closer. Closer. And closer.
Soon, i was a few feet away from them. Still leaning on the railing on the observation deck on the 15th floor of Le Meridian, i was still immersing myself in the scenery of Lagos night, though i was beginning to cast more glances to the action-couple than the beach scene.

" Could they not get a room ?"

" Could they do it right here? at this very minute?"

Battling with the urge to walk away from the scene, i took a stand, with the dozens of gulps of wine in my system, i decided i was going to stay out here and watch it till the end. I am not going anywhere.



After a while of fighting the temptation of leering and snooping at this couple, i gave in. i turned fully, with a hand on the railing, i stood firm and gazed unashamedly at their actions.

The woman seemed of thin frame while her partner was of big frame.
The man had at this time positioned her against the wall while she still hung by his neck and her legs around his waist, and was humping and grinding into her with a crunching noise.
Muffled moans escaped slightly from the woman mouth, while her loose feet twitch uncontrollably.

With every hump the male ground onto the female, her feet twitched, his broad shoulders heaved, and i felt a sensational tingly spasm deep within my Givenchy clothed dignity.


I must have lost all obliviousness to what was happening around me apart from this couple's action that i didn't notice when someone had crept up on me.
The person stood right behind me. His breath stroking the little hairs on my nape, yet i didn't realize it.

I felt the sensation of warmer air against my skin, but the heat my body was exuding in response to the intimate actions i had immerse myself in overwhelmed the littler sensation at my nape.

The sensation from nervousness of been caught watching such a scene, a matured married woman keenly watching such a scene, overwhelmed the littler sensation i felt from the presence of the stranger.


Gently, i felt a pair of hands wound around my waist, pulling me backwards. I felt like i was falling, dreaming, my sight a little hazy and my brain all froze.
I felt a need to turn around, but was weak, couldn't turn, my eyes were closing, my mind, in a dreamy slow-motion.
It must have felt like eternally, till i hit against the hard body a human.

yes it must be a human. And i think a Man !

cl9700: You're good. Nice story line.

Thanks

call me hater if you like, but i'm kinda wishing the deliverance doesn't work on Chilo.
She is a young girl growing up, her escapades is only a phase in her life. And i am fvcking enjoying reading about it.


I foresee the pastor and deliverance crew, in the guise of praying for her invades her privacy, the pastor being the head goes first, with one hand on innocent Chilo's forehead and the other hand stretched out onto her shoulder, through her neck-line he rummages inside her blouse and finally resting on Chilo's droopy bobby, then handling the two masses of fresh, ensuring there was an equal distribution of attention on the masses, you know pastors don't like cheating, and then proceeds to squeezing, torturing and enslaving her n1pples while at the same time Shouting at God!


we are right behind you girl, nack us stori joor !

Update coming today.