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SELENA THE MONEY LOVER … (18+) … Part 1
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“I’m out, Princess! Please come out and lock the door. I don’t know what you are doing inside there!” Selena shouted as she took up her bag.

Princess came out looking dull and weak. She was just waking up. “I wonder when I’m going to have my rest in this house without hearing my name. What is it again?” Princess asked, dropping into a sofa.

Selena eyed her. “Lock the door and make sure you wash those clothes on my bed. Please and please, don’t use the washing machine.” Selena said and zoomed out.

“God!” Princess sighed and fell into another round of sleep.

She woke up about an hour later and went into the kitchen to make something.

She is Selena’s cousin who is three years older than her. Selena is twenty six while she is twenty three.

Their mothers were twin sisters. Selena was already through with her service and was still looking for a job though she was not so serious about it.

Princess on her own part was still in her final year.

Her school had a long term strike and she had been living with her cousin for about three months now.

Princess was amazed at the type of life Selena lives. She was always after the loaded guys.

Like a song, she would sing it out that she would never marry a middle class man talkless of a poor man.

“I was born to be served not the other way round.” She would say.

Princess realized there were no much food stuffs in the house and dialled Selena’s line.

“Hello, Selena. Where are you? Party? Which party?

See, na you sabii. I want to cook now and noticed the kitchen is almost empty. Yes na. Okay, I’m waiting.” Princess said and cut the line before going to her room to have a change of clothe.

Twenty minutes after the call, Selena arrived and they both went out.

They went to a super mart and bought all what they needed in the kitchen.

About an hour later, after having few drinks at the bar, they walked out chatting happily as they waited for a cab to take them back home.

They were still waiting when a brand new Corvette stopped in front of them.

“Oh my gosh!” Selena sighed starring at the car. She immediately fell in love with the man inside it.

“Hello.” said the driver as he whined down the glass.

“Hi!!” Selena said sweetly. Princess eyed her and cleared her throat.

“Seems you girls are waiting for a cab.” The driver said again.

Selena’s breath was quickly taken away as she stared at the young handsome face of the driver.

“Aaahh…yes… actually it has not been easy. We’ve been standing like an hour now…”

“Selena!” Princess snapped, amazed. She hissed and turned to face the driver.

“Thanks sir, but don’t worry about us. We will soon get a cab.” Princess said and the driver smiled.

“You don’t need to be scared. Just wanna help, that’s all.” The driver said again.

Selena was already opening the passanger’s seat in front.

“If you like stay there.” Selena said to princess before hopping in.

Princess shook her head before opening the back door.

“Wow. Oh my God! The AC is wow. Okay play us some music please!” Selena said, rocking her chair.

The driver laughed and put on a music.

“So what’s your name?’ the driver asked, already liking the lively lady.

“I’m Selena and sitting at the back is Princess. And what’s yours?” Selena asked, smiling happily. Wow, this guy must be loaded. Selena thought looking around.

“I’m Benny. Can we exchange numbers..”

“Oh sure! Sure! Sure!” Selena cried, bringing out her phone already.

Princess stared on at Selena and shook her head again for the second time.
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ROYAL FVCKER … (18+) … Part 1
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Royal Fvcker

Theme: A Bride For The Prince

Rated 18+


© Muhammed Mulikat munay berry

Knights
“She’s here your majesty “my personal bodyguard said and bow in respect.

” Send her in ” I said coldly and dragged my cigarette .

she walked in shortly observing the whole place , that’s what they all do .

“Your majesty am honored” she said extending her hand for a handshake but I ignored.

“What’s your name” I asked first.

“Carrie sir” she mumbled
“Sit down do you want a drink?” I asked calmly.

“Yes but I want the one you drinking ” she said and took the one on the glass table
I smiled as she sipped from it if only she knew I added boiled weed to it.

She moved from her side and sat down on my thighs.

She handle with my thick black hair as she planted kisses all over my face .

“Let’s take it slowly shall we ? Take the elevator upstairs to the third floor go straight by your right enter the first room there ,I will join you in a moment” I said sternly.

She stood up without saying anything and went towards the elevator .

Sorry for not getting to introduce myself .

I’m prince Phillip knights the second , first son of king Vick Phillip of England and stephlana Vick the queen of England.

Talk about wealth am fucking rich , I have my own business empire , a notorious business tycoon .

Age 33 a sex addict ,I Bleep whosoever I want with no feelings attached .

Haven’t really dated before I feel it’s not necessary when I can have all the fun whenever I want
They refer to me as the sexy Demi God capable of making any lady scream my name in bed all night long.

That’s enough detail about me for now.

I stood up and walked after her .
Got to my room and found she was already naked.

“Come to mama ” she said seductively

I smirked and pulled off my shirt revealing my masculine figure.
I crawled into bed and kissed her down to her neck area as I handle with her boobs.

I suck em equally giving them their rights too.

She moaned as I did that .

I brought my lips down to her v and teased her with my tongue as she moaned like the crazy bitch she is.

Inserted one of finger in at the same time sucking her .

She’s quite a screamer tho as she made me get a hard on.

She helped me as I pulled off my shorts and turned her over making her Stand on her fours
I inserted my massive cock into her v as she moaned softly.

I thrust into her roughly and grabbed a handful of her short fake hair . I made sure my beast hit the right spot .

I bleeped her in an aggressive manner till she began making funny sounds and begging me to stop.

” Please..PL..”

I wasn’t done yet as I pulled out of her v and inserted back in to her asshole fucking the hell outta her.
I felt my orgasm building up ,I pulled out and emptied it on the bed sheet.

She was breathing so fast as she laid down on the bed.

I stood up and walked into the bathroom to have my shower.
After a warm section in the shower I came out only to meet the room empty but her stuffs were still on the floor .

She had better not go close to my kitchen cause am gonna kill her.
I specifically told my boys to also tell them ,it’s a one night stand nothing much .

They come I Bleep them and they go , they’re not allowed to go close to anything in my house.

I walked quietly to the kitchen and there she was trying to cook something.

She’s so dead today.

“What do you think you doing!” I groaned.

“Cooking ofcourse , I don’t know about you my prince but after that round of hot sex am famish I needed to eat something” she said still holding my pot.

” If you know what’s good for you Just get outta my house ” I said calmly.

” What’s the problem my prince am just tryna be nice” she said getting me more upset.

” I said get the Bleep out!!” I growled but she didn’t move.

I guess I need to try something else .God she’s even putting on my shirt

What nonsense ..

I opened a drawer in the down cabinet and pulled out a pistol.

“Get the Bleep outta my house before I blow your fucking skull off bitch!!” I spat pointing the gun at her.

She shook like a jelly fish and ran out of the house without picking her things.

Where did Alex gets all this stupid bitches from??
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UNFORGETTABLE NIGHT BUS … (18+) … Part 1
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Tracy’s barking voice resounded in my ears over and over again as i
walked towards the park my large travelling bag hung loosely over one
shoulder while i clutched the smaller bag containing the jewelries Tracy asked for.

Tracy was my over domineering, bossy and classy girl friend who always
wanted things to be done her way and no other way. Only her beauty
could match the her over domineering and rude attitude which was why i always managed to tolerate her.

“You promised you would be back last weekend now its tuesday and you
are not yet back. what are you still doing in lagos?”
Her voice rang through the phone when she called this evening.
“Baby am sorry my business partners shifted our last meeting
yesterday”

“And so? haven’t the meeting finished yesterday? now its tuesday and
you are still telling me about the crappy meeting eeeeehn sky?!!”
I could hear her heavy breathe through the phone buttered into a faint
sound of music and i could swear am sure she was in my house having insisted i leave her my spare key, she has been with it since last year and have somehow cut my tail shot when it comes to taking women home.

How could i when the thought of tracy barging in without being
announced kept haunting me, even Amaka my hot secretary at the office would have made a good catch but “The fear of tracy is the beginning of wisdom”.

“Sky are you sure you are not straffing all these dirty lagos ashawo” she sang again still sounding desperate and washy.
“Aaaah baby oo no na, am i mad?” I teased out to let the temper
minimize.

“Biko don’t baby me, i have been here for 4days waiting for you and you keep telling me stories and babying me, mtcheeeeew” sounds like my tease work is working.

“Baby you don’t have to wait anymore, am taking the first flight early
tomorrow morning back into your arms, i even got you the promise white gold Burito necklace, the designers bag you love and the gold Rolex watch” I added to soften the horse more.

“Aaaaah baby really?”she shrieked “Thank you, i will be expecting you
to wake me up tomorrow with your kiss” She blew out chuckling.
I knew my magic had worked and the bull was tamed. It was 4:30pm, the
hotel room was chilly and stale nothing moved and i was alone.

“I think i have to go today with the night bus and ge to the east by
morning, whether na night bus or morning flight no be still morning i go
reach?” I thought loudly. As a sharp igbo boy it sounded good to me at
least i could save up to 20k for some other things if i take the night bus.

I grabbed my bag from the ward rope did a quick pack of the few clothes
i came with, carefully slipped the versarc bag, white gold necklace and
watch into the bag and zipped it, i wouldn’t want any stories that touch
they cost me 250k and Tracy would definitely have my head if any story
comes up with those not after she had fought tooth and nail for it until i
later bulged and promised to get them on my next trip to lagos.

I checked out of the hotel leaving a few naira tip with the hotel
receptionist who had lavished me with flirty eyes which gave me flashy
images of what i would love to do with those killing body of hers.
Hitched a taxi to the luxurious bus park and spend almost 3hours stuck
in Lagos traffic.

The bus park was buzzing with activities, agboro boys shouting
dragging people by the bag to corner them down to their own bus.
I held on to my bag tight feeling the package bulging slight from the
side, in a brisk unshaky strides i walked into the bus park heading
straight to pay for my ticket.

The large long bus shuddered slightly as the engine kept humming in a
singing manner, could see passengers sticking their faces out of the
windows looking down, it was almost a full bus.
I paid the ticket woman left the change for her, i needed to be on that
bus already as it was the last of the luxurious bus heading towards the
east that night.

Finding my seat in the pitch black night was almost one of Hercules
12Tasks, as i had to excuse many people to look under their board to
read the numbers. finally i relaxed at number 47 which complimented
the shaby number 47 written by the ticket woman which almost look
more like a 44.

“Good evening” A figure seating on my spot greeted, the shadowy light
that struggled to sip into the bus only showed a figure and no feature.
I flashed the light from my phone screen casting the silvery light all
over.
She wore a blank face, large silky eyes and a very dark mascara,
wondered why she had that on in the night.

The complimenting glow of her skin from the light made her out to be
fair complexioned, Angelina jolie type of kpomo lips and a relatively
slim figure.
“Good evening how are you?” I said letting out a smile that i wasn’t sure she saw.
She adjusted her legs a bit to allow me pass to the inner seat beside the
window which bore my number, i slid pass her and dumbed my weight
hard on the seat heaving out a heavy sigh, clutching the bag tightly on
my laps. It was a long journey and i can’t take chances with this bag.
“Sir can’t you keep your bag on the compartment above?” she asked me looking intensely into my face.

“Aaaaah No, its fine dont worry dear. Thank you”
The bus roared and shuddered and sighed loudly as the driver caressed
it the way he knows how to do best. in about 15minutes time it roared
hard and taxied slowly out of the park, the journey had begun.

My phone beeped and it was tracy on whatsapp
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