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Sweat broke out on Tunde's brow. He was in hell right now.
His body was spooned up snugly against Amanda's gloriously soft one.
God, her ass felt heavenly against his speedily hardening dick, contact with any part of her was like a drug. He struggled not to enjoy these sensations too much, not to lose control of himself but it was a lost battle. His hands felt steady on hers though, and he cut up the lettuce.
Concentrate on the motion of your hand bro, you can do this. Thus is just Amanda, he thought.
Just then Amanda pressed her ass tightly on his penis and started to twist her waist in a maddening fashion.

His breath coming out in short gasps, his hands shook as he tried to steady himself mentally and physically. How could Amanda make him lose it so? He had known her for years, dammit!!
What are you doing? He wanted to ask her but instead his hands released hers and the lettuce and went on her waist. She was plainly teasing him, and he had lost control like a vigin. His dick was at full mast and was grinding unashamedly at her soft, twisting ass.
Two could play this game.
He gulped.
His hand traveled from her waist to her tits. He squeezed one soft round watermelon, then squeezed her nipple, which was hard as rock. Waited for her reaction, heart pounding in his chest, fingers still roving on her tits.
She moaned and looked up at him behind her. Their eyes met. Tunde smiled.

Hunger was what he saw in those eyes, a hunger he was sure was reflected on his own. She licked her lips, eyes still deeply locked onto his own. What was he waiting for?He bent his head and kissed her . kissed her deep...

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Mbataku96:
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I was hoping you guys will give me very reasonable cause to be an atheist, but you all failed woefully.
So I did some research on atheist, and I realized that atheism is an ideology birthed out of fear, hate and stupendous ignorance.
[qoute]MBakunin, "the idea of God implies the abdication of human reason and justice; it is the most decisive negation of human liberty, and necessarily ends in the enslavement of mankind, in theory, and practice." He reversed Voltaire's aphorism that if God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him, writing instead that "if God really existed, it would be necessary to abolish him."[qoute] after I saw this, I realized that the issue with you guys is not that God does not exist, but you know he does exist but you are too much a coward to admit it that you decided to abolish him for your lives and the lives of others. I rest my case, God is able and willing, but man is not. Glory to the ancient of days.

My guy you set us up na. You should have said you were a die hard christian, I would not have replied you.... Instead you wrung an answer from me through deceit. Like your pastors do.

Liars and thieves
Spits

Amanda felt sexy. Why, Tunde's eyes had bulged open when he had sighted her!! She smiled. She still felt Tunde's eyes on her as she washed the lettuce , so she made care to perform the task as sexily as she could. She shifted herself and the bowl of water as close as she could to where Tunde stood at the counter. She got an idea.

Amanda was not with the knife to cut up the lettuce, and the only knife in the kitchen was beyond her reach near Tunde. She leaned over and grabbed the knife, smooshing her boobs on Tunde's nicely muscled arms in the process. It felt so good that she left it there for a few seconds longer that necessary.
She heard Tunde's breath quicken. It felt so wonderful, erotic even to imagine that she was turning him on out of his mind. She might not be, but at leact she knew for.certain she was causing him some discomfort! She could see the outline of his penis through the shorts he wore. She couldn't see it before, which meant that right now at least he was slightly turned on by her. And she definitely had caught list in his eyes when he has been fixated on her boobs earlier.

Tunde's roving eyes focused on her boobs again. She looked down at the objects of his fascination. Her nipples were hardened and pointing straight at the source of their excitement, aching for his mouth on them. Yes look, she thought. See what you do to me, see how Hot you make me. She suddenly wished this cooking was over. She wanted Tunde to carry her up and fvck her silly on the counter until her eyes rolled up in her head and she creamed all over that beautiful dick. What's stopping you, Tunde? Hevent you caught on to the fact that I am hit as hell for you?
Her pussy moistened. She looked up at his face. He looked up. Their eyes met. He smiled abashedly and looked away to his pot of rice, which he pronounce done. He shut off the gas cooker then looked at what she was doing.

He coughed and said in his wonderful voice. 'Amanda you're butchering that lettuce. You're terrible at this. Jesus!'
'Come and teach me na' she breathed out.
Tunde's collected the knife from her hands. That brief physical contact was enough to get her fantasizing about other things he could use those long beautiful fingers of his for. He then proceeded to cut up some of the lettuce efficiently and cleanly.
'I'm not learning anything this way... You don't even know how to teach ' Amanda said, then gathered up her courage and rushed out: ' I could probably learn better if you held my hands and showed me properly,'
Tunde's looked confused for a second. Then his expression became blank. He stared at her for a few seconds coolly.

Amanda's heart thudded in her chest.
Tunde shrugged and said 'ok'. Then he came up behind her and held her hands with the knife in it.
It felt wonderful...

Favourprecious0:
Ok. Nice story you've got

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Tunde wiped off his sweat with a towel. The rice was coming on nicely. Meat was fried. What else? Oh, the salad. Just as he started to cut up the carrots, Amanda walked in. He felt his mouth open.
Oh God' were his first thoughts as Amanda walked up to him and started to talk. What was this?
Amanda wore nothing except some almost transparent underwear that displayed so much gleaming flesh that it was absurd... and what he saw was banging!! Her large tits were covered by a thin sheen of sweat held up by a thin soaked strip of the material that struggled to contain those wonderful sweaty globes of flesh. Beneath the material he could see the outline of her nipples. He gulped. What was she doing? He couldn't be counted on to maintain himself in the presence of such bounty!! This was too-
''Tunde are you alright?!' Amanda said looking concerned
'What?' Tunde asked,confused.
'I was asking you if there was any way I could help you in the cooking'
'You could..in you..'
'What?' She asked
Fvck it. She was a distraction and he could feel himself hardening. He dared not look down lest he see the extent of his arousal. How had she not noticed the way he was ogling her? Was she doing this on purpose to disturb his equilibrium?
He hardened his voice 'cut up the lettuce. I presume you know how to do that?'
'I could manage it' she said and walked over to the where the lettuce was, big tits jiggling and busied herself washing it.
His breath caught watching her curvy ass. She wore a thong, and it left enough assflesh exposed to be rated lewd. Was this purposeful? She looked innocent enough, he supposed, as he watched those glorious ass muscles flex and jiggle.
Just then she caught him staring.

And smiled naughtily..
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Amanda shifted on the couch and took a deep breath of the hot air that was getting hotter as Tunde worked in the kitchen. Nepa had taken the light few minutes after her entrance. She quickly took off her blouse and her jeans and folded them in a bid to ease her suffering. She smiled at the thought of the shock on Tunde's face if he saw her as she was, only wearing her underwear.
She bit her lip as she considered walking up on him and taking her clothes off. No. She didn't have the courage. What about a bit of teasing? Maybe.
Well now was good a time as ever....
She stood up and walked towards the kitchen, trying to bolster her courage with thoughts of ' its only Tunde, I've known him for years!!'

She reached the doorway. She would hear the sound of the gas cooker whoosing and the clutter of plates as Tunde busied himself in there.

She took a deep breath and walked in

potent5:
Seriously?

Was joking.

Frankly I was excited at the prospect of earning money from writing

Sigh

It was a very hot day. The fan tried valiantly to alleviate Tunde's suffering as he sat shirtless in his sitting room watching a show on tv.
He was expecting Amanda along with the ingredients of whatever she wanted him to cook. Tunde shifted on the couch uncomfortably as sweat ran down his chest and the program ran on. There was a knock on the door. Amanda, he thought.
'Enter' he said and stood up
Amanda breezed in carrying a shopping bag. Headed for him and enveloped him with in her arms. 'Hey Thanks for volunteering now come and cook' she breathed into his ear with a weird sort of voice. Soft, almost a whisper. She loosened her hold on him and then handed the bag she carried to him
'Make sure the food is sweet o'
He looked inside and saw the ingredients. Tomatoes, lettuce, mayonnaise... Jollof rice then. He looked up at Amanda who was watching him with a a smile.
'You know me now...'

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potent5:
Op is not a hungry author.

Don't be so sure

My writing doesn't feed me so technically I am a starving writer

Sorry for the delay in updating... Something came up today

Later that night Amanda was woken by the ringing of her phone. It was tunde.
"Hello Amanda". That wonderful voice said.
"Hey Tunde. You received your gift all right then?"
"Yeah, but why didn't you text or call me?"
She was silent. Couldn't he have guessed that she was ashamed because of her outburst during their last conversation?
"Amanda are you there?"
"Tunde I said something I shouldn't have said and I realize I may have made you uncomfortable. I just wanted to give you some space. I'm sorry".
"Its okay and hey, its always good to have a member of the opposite sex express sexual interest in you,.even if she was playing and high"
She laughed at the irony. Someone usually so smart at discerning her motives and moods when she didn't want it was failing when she needed that talent the most
"Whats funny? Tunde asked
"Nothing, but I heard someone got lucky today." She said
"Miranda told you?" He paused,then let out a sexy chuckle " That your friend needs to see a doctor, with a messed up mind like that"
"She likes it that rough? I never knew she was attracted to you?"
He laughed " can we ever really know anybody"
"Still-
"I feel like I should do something for you as a thank you for the gift"
"You dont have to-
"No, but I want to"
She smiled
"Okay, so what do you have I mind?"
"You have always loved my cooking. How about I cook for you tomorrow at my place?
Her smile widened

Amanda heard Miranda's footsteps as she walked down the passage leading to Amanda's home office. She looked up as miranda entered the room eagerly.
Miranda looked like she had run the entire distance to the house. Her hair was tousled and she had a tired appearance
"How did he take the gift?" Amanda asked Impatiently
" Well enough" replied Miranda with a small smile. "Come on, Amanda you didn't really think Tunde would ever refuse such a gift, did you? Is your guest room vacant? I need to sleep"
She started to walk towards the guest room. Amanda stood up and followed
"Well, he has refused such in the past,and I didn't think this year-

"We had sex" Miranda blurted out with a look of apprehension.
Amanda stared at Miranda.

Miranda increased her pace and got a satisfied look on her face. "That guy can sure give it to a girl how she wants it"
Amanda stared
They had reached the door of the guest room. Miranda paused at the doorway. She turned to Amanda.
"Didn't you have a crush on him in secondary school? Shame. I can tell you one thing though. For an ex pastor the guy sure can fvck"

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The saga continues....

'I'M GOING TO HAVE YOU THROWN IN JAIL, YOU RAPIST!!!'
'YOU BASTARD!!!'
He removed his hand from her neck to give her breath.
She spat at him,hate burning in her eyes. Behind that fierce expression though, the anticipation was clear for Tunde to see.
He slapped her.
Stunned, she stared at him wordlessly in disbelief then licked her lips. This slut was loving it!!!
She opened her mouth to shout again but he cut off her words by choking her again.
He dragged her to one of the walls of his bedroom and pinned her with her neck facing the wall.
'YOU FVCKING RAPIST!! I'LL-
'Shut up bitch, else you won't get this dick '
She promptly shut up.
He raised her skimpy skirt up. She wasn't wearing any undies, so he landed a heavy slap on her curvy soft ass. She moaned.
'Fvckin bitch you like it rough, do you? SLAP! Have a rape fantasy in that messed up mind huh?' He asked. SLAP!
Her only response was to moan
He softly thrust his fingers between her legs. His fingers came away wet. He thrust them into her mouth
'You fvcking LovePeddler! Can't help yourself can you? Well today's your lucky day' He smiled and brought out his penis
Miranda had given up any semblance of protest. Her eyes rounded and closed as Tunde guided his cock into her willing pussy and started thrusting from the back.
Damn, this felt wonderful. Miranda thought so too, judging by her loud moans and incomprehensible mutterings punctuated by the slap and sucking sounds of their bodies meeting and separating
'Baby!,yeah, yeah, YEAH!!!''
They fvcked like animals until tunde felt pressure building.Miranda had come like four times already and so tunde alerted her by pulling out, slapping her ass and grunting ' I'm coming, get on your knees and take it like the LovePeddler you are''
She eagerly went on her knees ant took the whole load

What a world.

A knock at the front door. Tunde grunted as he stood up from his bed, naked except for his faithful boxer, in a black mood. This birthday had been one of the worse ones. No calls, no messages and no presents. Well.. He was kinda used to it now. He and his friends had never been as close as he would have liked so he wasn't expecting grand gestures and whatnot. He opened the door

Miranda stood there, wearing the sluttiest gown he had ever seen. She smiled and said
'can I come in?'
What the fvck was this lady doing at his doorstep? And dressed like that?
'Why?' He blurted
'Isnt today your birthday? Is this his you treat your visitors? She almost shouted
Fvcking bitch!! Tunde wanted to teach her a lesson but he calmed himself down and said 'come in then'

She passed him into the apartment. He closed the door behind her.
' I came to deliver Amanda's birthday present to you'. She said bringing a package out of the bag she carried. She handed it to him
'Why couldn't Amanda deliver it herself?' He asked. He unwrapped the package. A gold watch. He smiled. Probably worth his two year salary.
Why was Miranda, who obviously despised him dressing like that to his house? He recalled a conversatio n he and amanda had a few years past about Miranda. He had recalled thinking afterwards.. A bitch who liked it rough... An idea entered his mind
'Sick' she said, frowning at his smile. 'Why did you come to Lagos, Tunde? Isn't your life miserable enough as it is?'
'I don't think its any of your business, but even an idiot knows that there are more jobs in Lagos than ekiti'. His smile widened.
'Even an idiot knows that you are a gold digger and a destitute, that's why you moved over here, so that you could be closer to your source of income' she said silkily
'What the fvck, bitch!!' he exploded. She frowned. Who the hell was this lady to talk to him this way? He didn't care if her father was a senator of whatnot, he wasn't allowing a stoner insult him in his own house.
He then proceeded to insult her with the choicest swear words he had in his vocabulary. His idea seemed to be paying off. As he kept on insulting her, her frown deepened but the outline of her nipples became more and more prominent.
What a messed up bitch...
She finally slapped him.
He smiled, calmly put his watch on the sitting room table and then put that hand around her neck in a choke and dragged her towards his bedroom.
'What the fvck you BASTARD!!PUT YOUR HANDS OFF ME THIS INSTANT!!'
She pulled away violently from his hand but he noted that the pressure she put was never enough to break free completely.
Her nipples were almost piercing the thin material of her clothes. Was she even wearing underwear?


What a messed up world.
He smiled.

Tunde's birthday came and with it the problem of how to give him the present that she had bought for him. She was too ashamed of what she had said to actually deliver it in person, so she decided to call one of her girls to do it for her. The first person she tried was Aisha, as it would proffer a means for tunde to meet her, but when Aisha picked, it was to say that she had gone overseas to meet her cousin in Switzerland. She then tried Miranda who after a lot of cajoling, agreed and said she was coming to pick the watch and deliver. Few minutes later Miranda had taken it and was ready to go
'Thank you so much' amanda gushed.
'Wish me luck' Miranda said, preening

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Tunde tried to concentrate on his writeup, but it was proving impossible, his mind was wandering. He sighed and pushed away his laptop. Maybe it was his impending birthday, and the football match that was happening today. He wondered what gifts he would get from his few friends. Probably nothing, it had happened before.

His phone rang. It was amanda
'Hi' he said
'Hi' she replied sounding tired
'What's popping?'
'Nothing, just wanted to say sorry for disappointing you yesterday, it wasn't okay. If you still want to meet Aisha i could probably arrange it. I'm also sorry for ruining your interlude last night'
'How in heaven did you manage to trek that distance drunk?he asked incredulously ' and you didn't ruin anything- we continued after I tucked you in bed for the second time that night. Why did you even come to my house?'
There was a pause. Then she said in a rush
'Because well I've always liked you in a sexual way and when I was under the influence of alcohol it seemed so simple.. Come to your place and maul you'
Now tunde was confused. Was she drunk?
'I'm sorry' she said and cut the call

Amanda opened her eyes. Her head hurt, really hurt and her mouth tasted like shit. She sat up on Tunde's bed. Her head pounded heavily-

Tunde's bed? What the hell was she doing here? Jesus!! She hoped she hadn't made a fool of herself last night!
In a panic she rushed out into the living room...
And saw Tunde, shirtless kissing some girl.
Pain lanced through her head, and her heart as she observed. Tunde was a real good kisser and he was handling the girls ass the like it was his property, the way a man holds a woman

They saw her.
Tunde smiled abashedly, that damned sexy smile.. The girl smiled also then said ' goodbye' and went out the front door, leaving the two of them alone.
Tunde stared at her. He frowned.
'What the hell was that last night? Invading my home drunk? I left you in bed at your house, why did you come here?''
'I didn't know you were involved' she choked out
'What does that have to do with anything?' his frown deepened.
He chest muscles were so damn sexy. He really was the real package.
What did he see in Aisha? She frowned too. Pain lanced through her head. She winced
' forget that, do you have some aspirin?'
'Yeah, in the medicine cabinet'
He went over and brought some. He handed it to her. As he did their fingers brushed and she felt a jolt of electricity hit her. He frowned, noticing. She swallowed the pills.
'I need to head home' she said
'We haven't talked about what happened last night and-
'Later' she interrupted she walked past him and walked out the door. She looked back at him. He was staring at her and frowning, looking magnificent.

What did he see in Aisha?




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Favour walked into his bedroom nervously. She was wearing an overcoat with a sash and carrying a bag that she dropped beside his drawer
'What are you wearing?' Tunde asked, laughter in his voice. He sat down on the bed
'Shut up you idiot' she said, smiling. She starter to loosen the sash and then she shook free of the overcoat.

She was wearing nothing underneath
Nothing but the lingerie he so loved, that is..

She approached him with obvious anticipation. Her sweet dark body swaying seductively, all heavy tits and wondrous curves.
She remembers my expertise...... Tunde thought.
As she drew closer he saw that her panties were soaked and fluid WS running from her public area down her legs....

Her pussy remembers... He smiled some more.
She straddled him and kissed him. Their breaths came hard and fast. He had taught her how to French kiss and she had proven to be an apt student. Their tongues danced and she ground her wet pussy against his diamond hard penis. They both moaned in the fervor of their horniness. He pulled apart, kissed his way down her neck, then unclasped her bra and set to work on her large breasts. Her moaning intensified as he played and sucked on those glorious mounds of flesh, firm and bountiful. The frequency of her grinding against his crotch increased. She was obviously about to go off.

OOOHHHHH.. She moaned after about 30 seconds of tender ministrations from his experienced tongue. 'IM CUMMINNNGGG!!!'
He smiled, his mouth filled by her titflesh as she convulsed and gyrated in a frenzy of fulfilment. She then slid bonelessly to the bed.
'Someone has missed me' tunde said.
He then claimed the bed and spread her legs apart. He put his face close to pussy. It was swollen, he noted and smelled wonderful. He smiled.
He pulled her panties off and was about to eat the hell out of her when he heard his front door open.

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ObaOfUyo:
Op, From one writer to the other, I say ride on.




Do well to ignore those ignoramuses up there who complain that the updates are too long. No one is paying or subscribing to the thread. Na still them go thief the story go post for their Timeline and statuses

The title promises copulation and lots of it, please don't disappoint your audiences.

Nice one

Thank you

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Around ten, when he was tucked In bed his phone rang. It was favour.
'Hi tunde how's the party?'
'Over. I'm home right now' he replied
' that's early.. No fun?'
'Something like that'
There was a temporary hush. Tunde knew what was next.
'Can I ...maybe come over?'
He smiled.
'Sure. But be fast, the gates of the estate close by ten thirty. And favour?'
'Yes?' There was a catch in her voice
'Wear the black lingerie'
'Okay'
He laid down on his bed to wait. He did not have to wait long.

Shortly after the call she let herself in by the door he had left open for her. He stood up to meet her


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khengxlei:
bruh it's kinda too long

Okay.. Though I've read other sex stories on naira land and this seems to be standard length

Thanks for your input