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PLAY BOY PART 1 . MONDAY MORNING… Gerald woke up looking at the wall clock above his head, 6:15AM, he got up sluggishly and walked to the bathroom to wash his mouth and have a bath. At 29, young and successfully living in a 4bedroom duplex@ magodo, driving a porsche car with a good job. To crown it all he’s good looking, 6.ft tall, dark with broad shoulders. What more could any young man ask for? He had it all. After prepping for work, he got into his car and drove off to his office. Luckily traffic was light in no time he was parked in his parking space in front of the company. ******** Sade wore an orange gown, black bag and shoes to match. She tried to look as professional as possible. She arrived early enough for her 1st day at work. After meeting necessary people she was good to go. “Good morning Mr okoye,” Gerald heard his boss’s voice as he looked up from his laptop. “This is Miss Akinterinwa an IT student from UNILAG. She ll be working under you. Sade meet mr Gerald okoye, Gerald meet miss Sade Akinterinwa.” His boss introduces them. Gerald stood transfixed rooted to a spot ,staring foolishly at the lady in front of him.The sound of the door brought him back to reality,he just realised Mr williams had left his office still he couldn’t find his voice…

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PLAY BOY PART 1 . MONDAY MORNING… Gerald woke up looking at the wall clock above his head, 6:15AM, he got up sluggishly and walked to the bathroom to wash his mouth and have a bath. At 29, young and successfully living in a 4bedroom duplex@ magodo, driving a porsche car with a good job. To crown it all he’s good looking, 6.ft tall, dark with broad shoulders. What more could any young man ask for? He had it all. After prepping for work, he got into his car and drove off to his office. Luckily traffic was light in no time he was parked in his parking space in front of the company. ******** Sade wore an orange gown, black bag and shoes to match. She tried to look as professional as possible. She arrived early enough for her 1st day at work. After meeting necessary people she was good to go. “Good morning Mr okoye,” Gerald heard his boss’s voice as he looked up from his laptop. “This is Miss Akinterinwa an IT student from UNILAG. She ll be working under you. Sade meet mr Gerald okoye, Gerald meet miss Sade Akinterinwa.” His boss introduces them. Gerald stood transfixed rooted to a spot ,staring foolishly at the lady in front of him.The sound of the door brought him back to reality,he just realised Mr williams had left his office still he couldn’t find his voice…

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MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

MY I.T SEXCAPADES (18+) PART 1 .
”See me in my office” Her voice sounded angry and anytime she speaks in that tone I knew one thing is for sure! I was going to get punished. The type of punishment only a randy boss gives. I knew I was going to suck kitty cathy against my wish. I have been going through this punishment for five days now. Am not finding it funny, but each time I start I couldn’t but feel satisfied and pleased with myself. ok madam I replied as I carried myself and walked down to the extreme block where her office is located. A times, I wonder if she was the one that choose that particular office so she could carry out her randy plans without any eyebrows being raised. Just as I stepped into her office I saw she was engrossed on her laptop screen as she always does. “come over here” she said without raising her head. I couldn’t help but notice the top buttons of her shirt that were undone exposing a handful view of her plump ebony bosom which always catch my lustful attention. I stared at it as I could make out a clear view of her lacy blue bra that clutches the twin ladies tenderly. “Stop staring at my Bosom and do what you should do” she said still not looking up. From previous punishments I knew what to do. She has asked me to go under the table and lick her panties with an expressionless face on the first day of the punishment. Though it came to me as a shocker. I was happy and also not so sure I was hearing well so to make sure I heard well I had answered eh? on which I received a very dirty annoying look from her as she asked if am deaf. I couldnt but wait anymore as I shivered under the table and dived into her skirt that was raised up to her thigh. The sight that hit my eyes brought out the animal in me as I threw caution to the wind and started licking her blue lacy panties that matches with her bra. The skin of her thigh was so smooth like asphalt, ebony coloured and massively plump. As I give the panties some partial hungry strokes I realised they were soaked and I continued savoring the haven. What can I do? For about five minutes I was just licking the panties afraid to advance further by pushing them aside and licking the main stuff. All this while she never reacted, all she did was to continue typing on her keyboard as I heard the keys being punched probably with an expressionless face. “young man, stop eating the wrap, unwrap the goodie and eat” I heard her say. That was all the encouragement I needed as I used my teeth to tug the panties by the side and gave a long lick, as this point I felt her legs spread wider probably to give me more room for exploration. Lawd, the panties were still obstructing my ministration so I just used my finger to push it wider and I sucked like a fool. The biggest kithy lips I have ever encountered. Little stuffs of hairs brush against my lips as I tongue lashed, and the taste of the honey was beyond expectations. Soon she started jerking her hips, slowly grinding it into my face as I struggle for breath. By now my boxers have soaked with precum. I stiffened my tongue and probe into her pubes and the silkiness of that gory hole drove me mad and I started humping with my tongue as I heard a subdued moan above the table. I knew I was serving my punishment well. All this while I have avoided licking the clit that have stuck out save for my nose that keeps rubbing against it. “Don’t tease me boy” She said with a little command amidst the pleasures, but I knew I was not going to listen to her so I continued teasing her until she pressed her massive thighs together with my head in between. I was locked out of the world for some seconds as I tried to breath, see and hear at the same time. As soon as she releases her grip on my head she said “Tease me and die” that was all it took for me to lick her clit and I felt her shudder, I gave a long slow swirl around the hood and finally plunged my lips into the tiny button. That was all it took for her to bless my face with kithy juice. I continued licking away till she pushed my head away. As I stood up she just gave me tissue. “Wipe your face, you look squeezed up ” she said with an expressionless face and I collected it. After wiping my face I stood as I waited for her next command. you can now go” she said to me and I turned to leave with the hope of rushing to the washroom to jerk off. Just as I was about to open the door she called out “young man” “ma” I answered tuck that in properly she said pointing to the tent that have formed on my trousers. “Owk ma” I responded with a sly smile and bow. All that was five days ago and now am about to repeat the same thing and go off without any treatment to my hurting lash- pole. The whole story started like this. I have been placed to my place of industrial training and for some weeks now I have been trying to blend into the system here. Back in school we did more of theory but here is where the practical thing is happening. My supervisor, Mrs Adeola have been really good to me as she really encouraged and assisted me over this two weeks. She helped clear my air of confusion and have really helped me know why am here. I saw her as a goddess, so full of life and energy. Beautiful like the sunset with skin as smooth like pebbles, she is dark and fleshy with lots of curves at the right places. Sometimes I caught myself staring as her rear but I quickly rebuke myself for having such about such a good woman, a married one at that. I always tell her that I get bored whenever am not at work which makes me stay at work till 7pm. Over the weekend she have called me to ask what I will be doing and I told her I will be bored as I don’t have any friends around yet. She have pitied me and asked me to work on the assignment she gave to me so I can keep busy. I told her I was almost done and sensed she beamed a smile. “Well if you don’t mind you can come and join my family tomorrow. We are going for a family outing at wonderland.” “Surely ma I would come over!” I screamed into the phone before she hangs up. I was so happy that I was not going to experience another boring sunday here at Bwari. Me that loved weekend so much suddenly wished that I can go to work on Saturdays and sandys due to the boredom. I live in a one room apartment which I rented for the sake of my IT. The neighborhood was filled with low-lifes and I could not mix up with them and the girls around here were way uglier than I thought. Not after I have spent 3 years in UNN where I see lots of pretty girls and bleep plump kitthy catties. No! I mean I cant just bear going after these girls. They are black! Ugly, assless with large dropping Bosom that shrinks the lash pole. So I was always indoors Chatting or typing stories and making sketches for my supervisor so you can see why I was so happy at that invitation. Sunday came and by 12 she called me to get prepared. I told her I was already prepared (me that have prepare since 11) She laughed and said I should be at Dutse Alhaji by 1pm so from there they can pick me up and drive to Kubwa. Immediately she hung up I went out to get a bike I can’t wait for 1pm else I won’t meet up. it was a 30 mins drive to Dutse Alhaji from Bwari so I was there 30 mins earlier waiting for my madam and her family. The time seems to be ticking so slow and I wish I could just fast forward it. Afterall who asked me to come out so early. And i started ‘ntooring’ myself. In the midst of my thought I never realised when a Toyota siena pulled up at the junction and I heard a familiar voice beckoning on me to hop in. I smiled as I saw my madam on the steering. She motioned me to enter into the back seat and what my eyes saw was so ‘wooooooooooow’.
. click on the link below to continue reading http://naijanoisemakers.com/2017/01/02/t-sexcapades-part-1/

COMMUNITY SLU-T PART 1
.
I’m twenty-six years old in age but way
matured in
body and much more matured in spirit. I
have the full
lush body of the successful X-trated star.
My vital
stats are 42-26-42. From that alone, you
can guess
that I am busty and well-endowed in the
right places.
For those of you not too versatile in the
female stats game, what my stats mean is
that my bust measures
a 42dd cup, full, firm and very soft, always
warm to
the touch. My waist is tiny, measuring a
meagre 26
from navel to navel while my hips are a
massive 42,
well-proportioned with full bubble butts
that wiggle
seductively as I walk. Not to sound
immodest, I know I have got an attractive
body, in fact, a notch more
attractive than the average attractive girl.
My face
also compliments my body as though not
exceedingly
pretty, you could not call me plain. These
two coupled
together would make any girl vain but I am
not since
I could easily get what I wanted. My body
is ripe, veering towards over ripe. I am very
conscious of
this fact as I am of my sexuality. I lost my
parents as a toddler of two due to a car
accident. I was in the car with them but as
fate would
have it, I had not even a scare to show for
the ghastly
accident while my parents lost their lives.
That
started or do I say invariably pushed me to
the life I
now live since I think I would not have
chosen this path if my parents were alive.
The only relative ready
to take care of an infant two years was my
mom’s
elder sister as my other relatives were
more
concerned with the properties my parents
left behind
rather than the child. They quibbled and
fought for
what they did not know how the owner
acquired and did not even think to put
aside anything or consider
the welfare of the only child they had left
behind. My aunt was a petite but bitter
woman and she took
out her bitterness on the orphan she had
been
saddled with. It wasn’t as if she was overly
wicked
just that she was indifferent. To her, I was
an
inconvenience that she had a duty to and
she felt her
duty was fulfilled by offering me shelter
and food. She didn’t notice me or care that
I was there. The
other members of her family, her sons and
husband
were the ones who showed a modicum of
care but I
later got to know that it was not for
altruistic reasons
that they did this. In their own little way
however, my
auntie’s family were caring and accepting,
something I could not say about my own
flesh and
blood; my aunt.
I became aware of my sexuality at thirteen
years or
thereabouts. I noticed that while girls my
age were
straight and thin and the plump ones all
fat, I was all
curvy. The curves on my body were
obvious even to
me and I used to look at the angles and
plains of
other children, both boys and girls in my
age category and wonder why I was
different. But there
was no body to speak to about my
concerns as my
aunt didn’t even speak to me except to
send me on
errands. I noticed that I started developing
painful
lumps in my chest even much earlier and
my Tips
were becoming more obvious and taut
especially when I was anxious, eager or
excited and I was
almost always excited. It took very little to
get me
excited. Bath times became a very
enjoyable period
for me after I accidentally touched my
Kittycat
m—d one day while bathing. A jolt of
electricity ran
from that nether region straight to my
brain and exploded all over my body. It felt
like my body was
on fire, like my blood had turned to liquid
fire. It was
such an exquisite feeling that I began
craving it
always. I would rub my thighs together
whenever I felt the
urge and the friction of my thighs rubbing
together
would create that tingly feeling again,
making my
body flush and a kind of juice flow from
my nether
region.
I initially though it was pee
unconsciously
escaping but after some months, I noticed
that what was coming out of my body
during those rubbing
sessions or while I was bathing was pee, it
was
much clearer and one day I tasted it. It
was sweet in
a tangy sort of way that I enjoyed.
Sometimes, the
substance was very thick and rubbery but
it still
tasted the same. I was baffled even though
I enjoyed the taste, I wanted to know more
about it. Alas, there
was none to tell me. By the time I was
fourteen years old, my body was
as fully formed as that of a normal sixteen
year girl.
My legs had grown longer and lither, my
B—m were
an average grape size and my hips were
wider than
those of my cousin James’, girlfriend who
was
sixteen then. My aunt has three children,
all boys and the youngest was about a
year older than me while
the eldest was nineteen and was in his
third year at
university when I clocked fourteen. James
and his
younger brother John were nice to me in a
rivalry
kind of way. They both treated me as nice
as they
could for boys by sometimes giving me
some of their food to eat each time their
mum was in her usual foul
mood and had denied me food. They
would each
sneak portion of their meals into the store
room
which also doubled as my bedroom and
bid me eat
up. Sometimes, I ended up eating more
than they did
because half of each made a whole while
they made do with half each. I didn’t see
anything wrong in
this initially but I felt maturity had made
James more
amenable and that John was only trying to
copy his
brother. I had a change of heart however
when I caught
James watching me through a crack in the
door hole
of the bathroom. I had been playing with
my Kittycat
m—d as usual and did not know how long
he had
been standing there. He didn’t know that I
had seen
him however. There was something
protruding between his leg which he was
pulling on as he
watched me and I also watched him
surreptitiously. I
didn’t know what it was but I noticed that
it grew
bigger as he pulled and that the expression
on his
face looked like someone enjoying himself.
His mouth
was hanging open and dripping saliva but
he was oblivious to it. Curiosity held me
and I wanted to
know what it was, if he was getting as
much
pleasure as I was from touching the slit in
my nether
region from his pulling the s—t between
his legs.


.
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COMMUNITY SLU-T PART 1
.
I’m twenty-six years old in age but way
matured in
body and much more matured in spirit. I
have the full
lush body of the successful X-trated star.
My vital
stats are 42-26-42. From that alone, you
can guess
that I am busty and well-endowed in the
right places.
For those of you not too versatile in the
female stats game, what my stats mean is
that my bust measures
a 42dd cup, full, firm and very soft, always
warm to
the touch. My waist is tiny, measuring a
meagre 26
from navel to navel while my hips are a
massive 42,
well-proportioned with full bubble butts
that wiggle
seductively as I walk. Not to sound
immodest, I know I have got an attractive
body, in fact, a notch more
attractive than the average attractive girl.
My face
also compliments my body as though not
exceedingly
pretty, you could not call me plain. These
two coupled
together would make any girl vain but I am
not since
I could easily get what I wanted. My body
is ripe, veering towards over ripe. I am very
conscious of
this fact as I am of my sexuality. I lost my
parents as a toddler of two due to a car
accident. I was in the car with them but as
fate would
have it, I had not even a scare to show for
the ghastly
accident while my parents lost their lives.
That
started or do I say invariably pushed me to
the life I
now live since I think I would not have
chosen this path if my parents were alive.
The only relative ready
to take care of an infant two years was my
mom’s
elder sister as my other relatives were
more
concerned with the properties my parents
left behind
rather than the child. They quibbled and
fought for
what they did not know how the owner
acquired and did not even think to put
aside anything or consider
the welfare of the only child they had left
behind. My aunt was a petite but bitter
woman and she took
out her bitterness on the orphan she had
been
saddled with. It wasn’t as if she was overly
wicked
just that she was indifferent. To her, I was
an
inconvenience that she had a duty to and
she felt her
duty was fulfilled by offering me shelter
and food. She didn’t notice me or care that
I was there. The
other members of her family, her sons and
husband
were the ones who showed a modicum of
care but I
later got to know that it was not for
altruistic reasons
that they did this. In their own little way
however, my
auntie’s family were caring and accepting,
something I could not say about my own
flesh and
blood; my aunt.
I became aware of my sexuality at thirteen
years or
thereabouts. I noticed that while girls my
age were
straight and thin and the plump ones all
fat, I was all
curvy. The curves on my body were
obvious even to
me and I used to look at the angles and
plains of
other children, both boys and girls in my
age category and wonder why I was
different. But there
was no body to speak to about my
concerns as my
aunt didn’t even speak to me except to
send me on
errands. I noticed that I started developing
painful
lumps in my chest even much earlier and
my Tips
were becoming more obvious and taut
especially when I was anxious, eager or
excited and I was
almost always excited. It took very little to
get me
excited. Bath times became a very
enjoyable period
for me after I accidentally touched my
Kittycat
m—d one day while bathing. A jolt of
electricity ran
from that nether region straight to my
brain and exploded all over my body. It felt
like my body was
on fire, like my blood had turned to liquid
fire. It was
such an exquisite feeling that I began
craving it
always. I would rub my thighs together
whenever I felt the
urge and the friction of my thighs rubbing
together
would create that tingly feeling again,
making my
body flush and a kind of juice flow from
my nether
region.
I initially though it was pee
unconsciously
escaping but after some months, I noticed
that what was coming out of my body
during those rubbing
sessions or while I was bathing was pee, it
was
much clearer and one day I tasted it. It
was sweet in
a tangy sort of way that I enjoyed.
Sometimes, the
substance was very thick and rubbery but
it still
tasted the same. I was baffled even though
I enjoyed the taste, I wanted to know more
about it. Alas, there
was none to tell me. By the time I was
fourteen years old, my body was
as fully formed as that of a normal sixteen
year girl.
My legs had grown longer and lither, my
B—m were
an average grape size and my hips were
wider than
those of my cousin James’, girlfriend who
was
sixteen then. My aunt has three children,
all boys and the youngest was about a
year older than me while
the eldest was nineteen and was in his
third year at
university when I clocked fourteen. James
and his
younger brother John were nice to me in a
rivalry
kind of way. They both treated me as nice
as they
could for boys by sometimes giving me
some of their food to eat each time their
mum was in her usual foul
mood and had denied me food. They
would each
sneak portion of their meals into the store
room
which also doubled as my bedroom and
bid me eat
up. Sometimes, I ended up eating more
than they did
because half of each made a whole while
they made do with half each. I didn’t see
anything wrong in
this initially but I felt maturity had made
James more
amenable and that John was only trying to
copy his
brother. I had a change of heart however
when I caught
James watching me through a crack in the
door hole
of the bathroom. I had been playing with
my Kittycat
m—d as usual and did not know how long
he had
been standing there. He didn’t know that I
had seen
him however. There was something
protruding between his leg which he was
pulling on as he
watched me and I also watched him
surreptitiously. I
didn’t know what it was but I noticed that
it grew
bigger as he pulled and that the expression
on his
face looked like someone enjoying himself.
His mouth
was hanging open and dripping saliva but
he was oblivious to it. Curiosity held me
and I wanted to
know what it was, if he was getting as
much
pleasure as I was from touching the slit in
my nether
region from his pulling the s—t between
his legs.


.
click on the link below to continue reading
http://www.naijanoisemakers.com.ng/2017/01/27/community-slu-t-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/

BRA BOY (18+) PART 1 . Where are you nau?!” called out the fat woman again from inside the changing cubicle.
“I will be there in a moment ma!” followed my reply, as I pulled shut the glass sliding front door to my elder brother’s lingerie shop! It was already past 9pm and from what I could see around, virtually all shops on the road had closed down for the day despite the festivities. Unfortunately, I had to delay a bit hoping this seemingly last customer, will quickly purchase a wear and leave; but she hadn’t and was still endlessly needing my attention. “And please bring me a larger mirror o, this one can’t let me see a thing!” she suddenly yelled again from the cubicle! Her English was just too good for how she looked. A common trait with the average Lagos resident – you can never tell the learned from how they appeared. “Okay ma.” was my own reply as I finally shut the door, leaving both of us locked in. We were going to leave from the service door behind anyways. After picking up the larger mirror from where it was hung on a high shelf, I began walking down the hall to go meet the customer. My brother, Chime’s shop was that big. It was actually six shops collapsed into one! The largest in the vicinity. He was so lucky to have been told of the availability of all six of them, and as soon as he got the information, he quickly bought them up at once! Talk of the average Ibo man’s business acumen. And it paid off handsomely! He became an instant rival to all the lingerie shop owners along that road and more like chased them out of business. He soon became the only dealer of brassieres, p@nties, undies and anything female lingerie! And many customers came from far and wide. His success was unprecedented and soon he began doing wonders back home at Onitsha, our hometown.



I was still there as at then, and it was just after he bought his fifth landed property that he asked me come over to Lagos to join him. Not as a trader though, but to come school. I was always the brilliant one among us – we were three boys. And did continue with academics. It wasn’t really easy getting through Jamb initially, but I was quite surprised even though fortunate to eventually secure an admission finally at Lagos State University. So this was how I moved to Lagos for study, even though I had to occasionally assist him at his shop, where he now had over 8 sales girls and boys. This very day was one such days and I had moved straight from lectures to come assist in the trading for the day. It was a very busy day, basically because of the Xmas season, and despite his presence and mine alongside the 8 additional sales persons, we were continually overwhelmed by visiting costumers! It was just overtly hectic and we had to repeatedly ask some people to momentarily wait outside. That was how difficult it was for everyone. Yet it continued that way until sometime around 7pm, before we began having some respite. Chime dismissed the sales girls and boys earlier than normal just to allow them return home to rest. He also left me with some instructions and drove off with his car. He was obviously not done with the day as he needed to go pick up some of his wears that were moved to a nearby cloth factory for a bit of stitching here and there – they were shipped in with a few tears and needed amending. As for me, I was to close the shop by 9pm after attending to any other costumers that may still call in. It was just a few minutes to the said 9pm, when this very lady costumer walked in. . Click on the link below to continue reading http://www.naijanoisemakers.com/2016/12/19/bra-boy-sx-story-part-1/