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The feel of her orgasm soon tensed and angled for release through her. It demanded that she should concentrate on pleasure zone to get the best.
Within seven minutes, he got to his peak. She felt him come too, his thrusts deep and intense inside her. When their pleasure had subsided he pulled out of her gently and they clung to each other for a moment. In some minutes to come, he was energized enough to start on another coital trip with her.



* * *


After the first time that Dora and Eddie had intimate time together, he discovered something about himself. His libido had increased tremendously. He now craved for sex more than ever. Every day, he must have the craving. Dora had been a good source of exploring his indulgence, but she was not always available for him. She had variety of clientele to serve and there was no way a man could pin her down.

Now, Eddie was spending a lot to satisfy his lustful whims, and he seemed to be enjoying doing so.

This evening, he called Dora again.

'Dora, how are you?'

'Fine. How're you too?'

'I'm sick and I need sexual healing.'

She chuckled. 'That's serious.'

'Yes. Very serious. Let's meet in our usual place tonight.'

'I'm sorry, that cannot be. I'm in Abuja, right now.'

'Phew!' he whistled to himself. What a miss! Yet, he must satisfy himself this evening. He didn't really fancy jumping from one sex worker to another, so the idea of running to meet another one did not really appeal to him. So, what would he do? Why can't you marry again? He asked himself. Another part of his mind said: yes, you lost your wife sometimes ago, couldn't you take another woman? Was that not more dignifying than these lustful games?

He got home few minutes to six o'clock. His children were all at home.

'How was school?' he asked them.

'Fine, daddy,' Josephine, the third child said.

'Daddy, our Maths teacher said I should buy a new Mathematical set,' Ruth, the last born said.

He grinned and nodded at her. 'That will be no problem. Tell him I will get it for you tomorrow.' He turned to the second child.

'Nnena, how was JAMB lesson today?'

'Fine, dad.'

He tried to be as caring as possible to his children. He soon retired to his room. He wasn't still sure if he would go out or not. He was still deliberating when a knock sounded on his bedroom door.

'Yes, come in.'

The door was opened. It was Mary, the house-girl.

'Oga, food don ready,' she announced.

He nodded. 'Okay. I'll soon be coming over to the dining table.'

She retreated from his room, gently closing the door. Why not use her to satisfy yourself sexually? A part of his mind asked. What! A house girl! She couldn't be more than sixteen, so technically, she was still a minor. As a lawyer, he knew the implication.

No, another part of his mind said. He would not bring himself down so low to do such a thing. He went out of the bedroom to the side of the living-room where the dining-table was. His children were already there, eating.
He ate from his plate slowly, thinking about many things.

Then, his mind dwelt on an issue and he smiled to himself. Should he give it a trial? At the initial stage, it seemed to be outlandish, but perhaps in the long run, it would pay off. He nodded to himself. After the meal, he would go on the internet and make some findings.


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Joe Sabada had another appointment with a lady at Lolita Hotel. This time around the lady he would be meeting was not a student of the university where he worked. This latest lady, Wendy, worked at Lagoon-View University as a business center sales attendant.

Sometimes, the department photocopier machine would have fault that would necessitate Joe taking flash drive to print some documents at one of the business centers around. About a week ago, he had met Wendy at work. She was quite tall and chubby; and gifted with a pretty face.

Standing at almost six feet, she was much taller than him. The lurid thought that came to his mind was to ask himself if tall girls were good in bed. Most of the girls and young ladies he had affairs with were of average height.
He decided it would not be a bad idea if he should experiment with Wendy.

He had struck friendship with her and was able to get her number. To soften her mind, he had sent N2,000 recharge pin number to her phone. Now, he had a date with her at the hotel.

He didn't like the fact that she came quite late for the appointment. She was supposed to meet him by seven o'clock. Ten minutes after seven, he was still waiting. When it was quarter past the hour, he put a call across to her.

'Wendy, where're you?' he demanded.

'Sorry, I'm on my way. I'll soon be there.'

'I'm waiting.'

She was lucky she was not his student. If she were to be, he knew how he would deal with her. It still took another fifteen minutes before she finally came.

'I'm so sorry,' she apologized. 'My boss did not allow me to close on time.'

He sighed and managed a grin. 'The good thing is you're here now.'

'Yes, sorry about the delay.'

He tried to wave it off. 'It's alright. I've already booked a room. Let's go there.' He quickly finished the remaining drinks in his glass cup. They went to the room he had booked, which happened to be the same room where he had bedded many young ladies.

'Can I get something to eat?' she asked. 'I'm famished.'

He smiled at her and nodded. 'Don't worry. I'll order for room service.'

As soon as they settled down in the room, he grinned and turned to her.

'What food will you have?'

'Fried rice and chicken,' her answer came promptly.

He nodded and ordered for the food. She took the food slowly as if she had all the time in the world. Though he was eager to have his way with her, he didn't rush her. After what looked like ages, she finished her eating. Joe would start with her the way he normally started with ladies, which was the handling of the boobs. From there, he proceeded to the second stage which was teasing and sucking the boobs. Wendy encouraged him on. In fact, she made sure he did the sucking more than he had probably done to any lady before.

Moments later, something odd happened to Joe. He could simply not proceed to the next stage. This very last action brought the kind of grogginess he had never felt before. He lay on the bed, Wendy's right nipple still in his mouth. Like a baby sucking at the breast of his mother, Joe Sabada slept off.




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Once upon a time in the bustling city of Aetheria, there lived a young gentleman named Sola. With an impeccable sense of style and a warm smile that could light up the gloomiest day, Sola captivated those around him. But what truly set him apart wasn’t just his charming demeanor; it was his unwavering commitment to a life of discipline. A teetotaler by choice, Sola had made it a point to abstain from alcohol, believing that clarity of mind and heart was the key to happiness.

His friends, a wild and vivacious bunch, would often tease him about his choices. “Come on, Sola! Just one drink!” they would joke, raising their glasses in mockery. They couldn’t understand how someone could enjoy life while steering clear of the wild nights that flowed with cocktails and laughter. Even his girlfriend, Mia, had her reservations. While she admired his principles, she sometimes found herself bewildered by his strict abstinence from not just alcohol, but from casual romance as well. “Is it really that hard to let loose a little?” she would ask, a touch of frustration in her voice.

Yet, Sola remained steadfast, never wavering in his beliefs. He would always smile and reply, “It’s not about what you consume, but how you engage with the world. And I choose to engage fully, with all my senses intact.” His friends would roll their eyes, but deep down, they respected him for his conviction—even if they didn’t fully understand it.

One Friday evening, a grand party was thrown at one of their friend’s fancy penthouses. The venue was drenched in colorful lights, pulsating music, and laughter that echoed into the night. Sola’s friends coaxed him to join, promising that he wouldn’t regret it. “Just have a soda or something!” they urged. With a cheerful nod, Sola agreed, determined to enjoy the festivities without compromising his values.

As the night unfolded, Sola found himself in a swirl of conversation, laughter, and dance. His friends danced wildly, and although he didn’t partake in their revelry, he felt an electric energy that was hard to ignore. He moved through the crowd, laughing at their antics, and joining in lighthearted games. Mia watched him from afar, initially feeling embarrassed by his restraint, but soon she realized how effortlessly he connected with everyone, engaging in conversations that sparked genuine joy.

Later in the evening, as the party reached its peak, one of Sola’s friends challenged him to a friendly game of truth or dare. The group erupted in excitement. “Sola can’t even handle a dare!” they teased. But Sola, with a twinkle in his eye, graciously accepted.

The first few rounds were filled with silly dares and confessions, but eventually, the spotlight turned to Sola. “Truth or dare, Sola?” a mischievous grin spread across his friend’s face.

“Truth,” Sola declared.

“Why are you so afraid to break loose and have some fun?” the question hit the air like a thunderbolt.

For a moment, Sola paused, a thoughtful smile playing on his lips. “I’m not afraid of letting loose. I’m afraid of losing who I am. When we’re in our right minds, we can create true connections, discover new ideas, and explore life’s wealth without the fog of distractions.” Cheers erupted from the crowd, mixed with applause and a newfound respect for Sola’s perspective.

Mia’s heart swelled with pride. In a world that often equated fun with chaos, Sola stood as a beacon of clarity. The night continued, and she realized maybe it wasn’t his abstinence that made him strange; it was his remarkable ability to live fully in the moment without losing himself in indulgence.

As the evening came to a close, Mia walked beside Sola, their hands intertwined. “You handled that brilliantly,” she said, curiosity shining in her eyes. “But tell me, do you think you’ll ever… loosen up a bit? Just a little?”

Sola chuckled softly, “I’m open to experiences, Mia. I just believe that there are so many wonders to explore in life that don’t require us to lose ourselves. And I love sharing those experiences with you.”

With a newfound understanding blooming between them, Mia looked at Sola with admiration. He wasn’t just a gentleman; he was a true friend, a companion whose heart beat in rhythm with life’s vibrant pulse. And maybe, just maybe, there was beauty in his discipline that the world could learn from.

From that night on, Sola continued to embrace his choices, cultivating deeper connections while inspiring others to see the joy of living with intention. And while his friends might have poked fun, they began to realize that Sola’s path wasn’t one of limitation, but of liberation. It was a journey of authenticity, and that was something to celebrate!

Positive Effects of Chastity Before Marriage

Researchers have found that chastity before marriage offers many benefits, including a decreased chance of psychological damage from expressing intimacy without commitment, freedom from sexually transmitted diseases (STDs) and unwanted pregnancies, and an increase in marital stability and satisfaction.

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I swear, it can!

It can not.
Money can buy you lust. It can buy you a partner, a sex mate, a willing lady, and so on.
It can't buy you love!

Abstinence, generally defined as the voluntary choice to refrain from certain behaviors, particularly sexual activity, can have several benefits depending on the context in which it is practiced. Here are some potential benefits of sexual abstinence:

Prevention of STIs: Abstaining from sexual activity significantly reduces the risk of sexually transmitted infections (STIs), including HIV/AIDS.
Unplanned Pregnancy Prevention: Abstinence eliminates the risk of unplanned pregnancies, which can have significant emotional, financial, and social implications.
Emotional Clarity: Abstinence can provide individuals with the time and space to understand their emotions and desires better, leading to healthier relationships in the future.
Focus on Personal Goals: By choosing abstinence, individuals may find it easier to focus on personal development, education, career goals, or other interests without the distractions that sexual relationships can sometimes bring.
Relationship Building: Abstaining from sexual activity can encourage deeper emotional connections and intimacy based on trust, respect, and compatibility rather than physical attraction alone.
Avoidance of Peer Pressure: Committing to abstinence can empower individuals to resist peer pressure and make choices that align with their personal values and beliefs.
Health Benefits: For some, abstinence may lead to improved mental health, reduced anxiety regarding sexual performance or relationship dynamics, and the opportunity to engage in self-reflection.
Cultural or Religious Alignment: For many individuals, abstinence aligns with their moral, cultural, or religious values, providing a greater sense of purpose and fulfillment in their lives.
Enhanced Communication Skills: Choosing abstinence can foster more open and honest discussions about relationships, boundaries, and consent, which are essential for healthy interactions.
Longer-Term Relationship Success: Some studies suggest that couples who wait to engage in sexual activity until they are more committed or married may have stronger and more stable relationships.

It's important to note that the decision to abstain from sexual activity is personal and varies widely among individuals based on their circumstances, beliefs, and values. Each person's experience and motivations will differ, and these benefits may resonate differently with each individual.

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It will all end up in futility. At best, his efforts will cause more problems than it will ever solve.

"I called you to warn you not to develop any relationship with her. When I come to Lagos tomorrow, we'll see, my darling."

I grinned. "Okay, love."

I felt relieved about Sophia's angle. It was good her mother had told her to stay off. There was no way I could have managed that situation on my own without creating hostility.

In the afternoon, Sophia called me again. "Why didn't you tell me you and mum are lovers?"

"But..."

"But what? Why are you Nigerian guys like this? Why're you such opportunist?"

I decided not say a word, though I knew she was wrong in making generalization.

"I suppose you will squeeze her as much as popossible and dump her when it's convenient," she prattled on.

I still kept mute. Finally, she hanged up. Phew! What an unpleasant encounter.





Ms. Morgan said she would come back to Lagos early Friday evening. We chatted on the phone briefly. I gave her some business reports. They were good reports that she was pleased with.

"I want you to meet me at the airport," she said. "Come and pick me up."

"At your service," I replied and laughed.
Hours later, I was at the local wing of the MM International Airport to meet her. I helped her to carry the leather bag she had travelled with to my car.

"You look gorgeous as ever," I commented as soon as we entered the car.

"My baby boy is looking great too," she replied, eying me over.

"How was the trip?"

She smiled and nodded. "Fine. Very fine."

As I drove to join the main road, she instructed that I should drive to my residence.

"There's something I want to show you there."

"Something you want to show me? What could that be?"

"Just wait, darling. Wait until we get there."

We went up the staircase with her snuggling up to me, as if we were lovers arriving for a honeymoon. Her leather bag still remained in booth of the car as she took only her handbag.




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She couldn’t simply stand the violence and the gory thrills.

On the question she asked, Femi replied that he was making good progress and was already in the tenth chapter. He reaffirmed his belief that when eventually it appeared in prints and in the market, it would be a block buster.

‘I know you’re capable of becoming a great writer,’ his wife told him encouragingly.

She always marveled at his high sense of optimism and had been careful not to be a discouraging block.

‘Just let the millions start rolling in, and I’ll get you that villa I promised in Switzerland.’

Julie laughed. He had a high sense of humor and he was at it again.

‘You said you’ve not been to the Caribbean Island, right?’ he did not wait for an answer.

‘Don’t worry, we’ll go to any place of your choice, be it the Bahamas or Trinidad & Tobago.’

She laughed shortly again.

As soon as they entered the bedroom, he lifted and they flopped on the bed together.

‘My oh my,’ she exclaimed. ‘You could’ve broken my back, great lover.’

He feigned surprise. ‘I didn’t really know you’ve got such a delicate backbone, but I’m sure we can fix it.’

‘Can you? Are you sure you can do that?’

‘Why not? Let’s say I have the Midas touch.’

‘Really?’

He was on top of her and there was an etched lustful look on his face.

‘You’ve just eaten, mister,’ she reminded him.

‘Won’t you wait for digestion?’

‘Of course, I will, doctor.’ He smiled. ‘I’m sorry I forgot all about ethics.’ He lie by her side and she placed her head on his broad chest.

‘Your heart is beating, thump, thump, thump,’ she said.

‘And how’s your own beating? Or is it not beating at all?’

‘You’re such a lousy assessor.’

‘Thanks for your compliment. How was your day today?’

She shrugged. ‘So, so.’

‘Does that mean it was good?’

‘You could say that again.’

‘I’ll give you another surprise package one of these days.’

‘I know.’

‘You did? Well, I have a surprise one for you right now.’

He didn’t give her a chance to say anything further. The kiss was long and enervating, and they short of breath when it was over. He was about to repeat the act when a telephone rang.it was Julie’s own.

‘Oh, damn,’ he swore softly. ‘Now, who could be calling at this hour?’

He picked the call before she could do. ‘Hello?’

There was silence from the end of the line.

After seconds of not hearing anything, he cut the connection.

‘Who was it?’ she asked.

‘An unknown number, and there was no response.’

Her mind dashed to the infamous call she had received hours ago. She wondered if that could be Biyi that was calling. She didn’t save the number he had used to call her. Julie became unsettled again. If it were him, that meant he was up to some terrible mischief.

She knew the kind of person he was and was not very pleased about some past deeds and misdeeds.






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Take heart and move on. He was not meant for you.

Such is life.

Her eyes remained closed as she let him satisfy his lusts.

* * *
Eddie was at the bar of the hotel when a lady that looked like the one he had seen on-line and had a date with approached. Her hair style was different from the one he had seen. This one was tinted in gold color. Her round face was the same girlish one. She hadn't lied in her profile about the size of her bust, from what he could see. She was in t-shirt and a tight-fitting jeans trousers. She looked pretty and confident.

Eddie smiled at her.

'Are you Dora?' he asked.

'Yes. Are you Eddie?'

He nodded and pointed at the chair closest to him.

'Have your seat, Dora.'

'Thank you.'

She sat down.

'What will you have?' he asked.

She shrugged. 'Anything.'

'Anything? Even beer?'

She smiled and nodded. Wow, so, she would not mind drinking beer! He ordered what he had ordered for himself for her.

The way she drank showed that she was no novice in it. He shrugged. Some ladies indeed had ‘balls.’

After the drink, they went to the room he had booked. After their drinks, he took her to the room. He had decided to be as passionate as possible. He started by kissing her. Dora licked his lips, savoring the sweet saltiness. She could feel him harden against

her hips. She took him into her mouth, sucking and licking him, feeling his pleasure. After a few moments he placed his hands around her waist and lifted her, so that she was resting, almost sitting, on the edge of the bed. The position made her breasts to be bounced by the motion of his kissing and caressing her. He caught her right nipple between his teeth.
The sensitivity she felt was as much as the one she felt on her thighs.

She wriggled a bit in an attempt to become comfortable and shifted. He parted her legs and began to feast on her wetness. She raised her hands above her head, held onto the top of the bed frame to steady herself. She fell the air of complete pleasure enveloping her. His tongue lapped up her juices; he pushed it inside her, then rolled over her clit, rhythmically, steadily, slowly building up speed and pressure.

She leant back, pressed herself into him, willing him to go on and in what he was doing. She felt him lick the full length of her cunt. Then, suddenly, he stopped and pulled away.


He held her legs, spread them apart and inserted his cock inside her. It was slowly at first, but he soon increased the rhythm. He banged her hard while she pushed herself onto him, pulling him in as deep as she could, filling herself with him.

The feel of her orgasm soon tensed and angled for release through her. It demanded that she should concentrate on pleasure zone to get the best.






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Of course. IBB is responsible. He is less than brave for shifting the blame on Abacha.

Slowly, Agatha stripped. She was now clad only in bra and pantie.

‘Everything,’ he said, his eyes glistening in excitement.

Her eyes popped out a bit.

‘Don’t worry, just go ahead.’

Slowly, she complied with his demand. She felt embarrassed to stand before him in nudity, but his smug look made her to shrug off non-responsively.

He seemed to critically examine her from head to toe. His eyes lingered on her full boobs before they glided to the valley of her pubic region. The way he stared at her body showed that he was pleased with what he saw.

'Alright,' he said finally. 'Let's meet at Lolita Hotel this evening by seven o'clock. Then, I will fully explore the treasure island that I've seen.'
Lolita Hotel was just before the main gate of the university. Only ‘jambite’ students would claim that they didn't know it.

‘You can put your dress back on now.’

Agatha nodded and wore her clothes back. She would have to keep that date. She indeed kept it. By quarter to seven p.m., she was at the lobby of the cozy hotel. By six thirty, Joe was already there. He has ordered for a bottle of beer to while away the time. Agatha looked uncertainly around the lobby/ bar when she stepped inside.

Joe quickly beckoned at her. She smiled and came to his table.

'Good evening, sir,' she greeted.

'Ah, my dear angel.' It was his usual way of referring to his ladies. 'Good evening. Sit down and join me.'

'Thank you, sir.'

He grinned at her as he studied her features. She had moderate height and stature. Her bust, from what he could see so far, was neither big nor small. He imagined that her tits were firm. Now, that was one of the strange things he had discovered. Some of the students he had slept with, as young as they were, had flabby and out-of-shape boobs. In his mind, those girls were not only spoilt but rotten.

'What drinks do you want?' he asked.
She shook her head. 'I'll not have any, sir.

Thank you.'

'Nothing? Not even mineral drinks?'

'Nothing, sir.'

He decided to let her be. It was not important that she must have drinks. What was important was that he would be 'making love' to her. There was no much chatting. Some minutes later, he emptied the last content from his glass.

‘Alright, let’s go there,’ he said, belching gently.

Agatha followed him to the room he had booked.

‘I hope you’ll use condom,’ she said, half to herself.

He smiled at her. ‘Of course, of course.’

He undressed. True to his words, he brought a latex rubber out of his pocket. He slid it on his erect member, ready for action.

She undressed and lie on the bed. Even before he moved over to her, she closed her eyes.

She could feel his touch on her breasts and he fondled them, the smell of bear heavy from his breath. Her eyes remained closed as she let him satisfy his lusts.






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“Are you offended by my question?” she asked.

“No, although I wondered why.”

"I just wanted to know. Mum has told me everything."

I could not suppress the curiosity that came.

"What did she tell you?"

"She told me you're the most diligent worker she has."

I grinned at the comment. "Thank you for the compliment."

"She also told me you lost your wife early this year. Sorry about that."

"Thank you."

There was a pause.

"What are you doing right now?"

"I'm about to eat."

"Eat what?"

I told her.

"Did you cook it or you bought it out?" She laughed shortly.

"I bought it out."

"You didn't buy for me?" She laughed again.

"Next time I would buy for you." I instantly realized that was not the answer I should have given her.

"When will that next time be?"

"Em...."

"Can that be tomorrow evening?"

Hey, see me see trouble. Where was Sophia goarding to? I quickly had to think of an idea. "I would have loved to take you out to dinner, but your mum will not like it."

"My mum?" Her tone appeared shocked.

"What has mum got to do with this?"

"She's my employer and she won't like one of her employees taking her daughter out for dinner."

"Oh, come off it. Mummy won't mind that."

I had to be insistent. "I'm sure she will."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to put you in any trouble, so I'll tell. For now, let me allow you to eat in peace. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

She cut the line. I wondered what Ms. Morgan would react to the interest her daughter was showing. I needed to tread carefully.

By nine, on Friday morning, I got a call from Ms. Morgan. After the normal
exchange of pleasantries, she went on to talk about Sophia.

"She told me she will like you to take her to some places of interest."

"She did?"

"Yes, but I told her no. I told her I would not want her to develop any relationship with you. Do you know what she said thereafter?"

"No," I answered.

There was a pause. "She said I just confirmed her suspicion that something is going on between us. Sophia is always trying to be clever. If or when she calls you again, tell her plainly that I've called you to warn you not to develop any relationship with her. When I come to Lagos tomorrow, we'll see, my darling."





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