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I took off my coat, loosened my tie, took off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and socks, dropped my trousers and stepped out of my boxer shorts. By the time I had done all that, Favor was fully dressed sitting in her original chair and Madam Faith was naked sitting on one of the leather couches.

Her hand was rubbing her already wet pussy. She beckoned me to come to her. I did as was requested.

My cock was again pointing up at the ceiling. Madam Faith was leaned back on the couch with her head resting on the arm of the furniture piece.

I grabbed my cock and thrust into her very wet womanhood. Yes, I remember this pussy from earlier today. As I thrust in and out of her hard, I could smell her musky scent. It smelled delicious but, I was more focused on pounding her, making her cum more than once but not cumming myself until after her 2 or 3 orgasms.

I turned my head to check on Favor, only to see her filing her fingernails with a facial expression of annoyance.

My brain was in overload. Favor was obviously mad. Madam Faith was obviously using her position of authority to get more sex from me.

I kept pounding away on her wanton pussy. I grabbed her clit roughly and pinched and twisted it, causing Madam Faith to yelp loudly. I heard her breathing become erratic. She was pinching her own nipples and pulling them/stretching them.

I reached up with my free hand to slap one of her nipples very hard. This caused Madam Faith to begin cursing in that Only-God-knows language. I also felt my cock and balls get very wet as she splashed my groin yet again.

I just kept banging her as hard and as deep as I could. I reached over, leaving her clit for a moment, to grasp her ankles and fold them back to be placed by her ears.

I heard Favor giggle softly. Yet, I kept pounding my cock hard into her.

Again, Madam Faith began that strange gibberish with another splash of orgasm all over my mid-section. Yet, I kept hammering into her. I shifted a little bit so that I was now at more of a 10-degree angle pounding into her.

Again, she began yelling her strange words and again, she splashed me with her warm, wet love juice.

“Emman, you may stop now. I think I have reached my limit,” Madam Faith said breathlessly. Still, I kept pounding into her.

Favor piped up, “Emman, you need to hurry up now, so you have time to get cleaned up before we get on the road……Emman……. Emman, do you hear me?”

I slowed down and came to a stop. I withdrew my rock-hard cock, realizing that I still had not cum yet. I just walked away from Madam Faith without saying a word. Favor pointed to a cabinet telling me there was cleanup towels in them.

I walked over to the cabinet, opened it and took out 4 towels. I walked back to where Madam Faith and I were coupled and handed Madam Faith two towels.

I began to clean myself off. Favor asked if I needed any help. I just shook my head no.

Madam Faith wiped herself down, tossed the towels on the floor, got dressed and left.

I finished cleaning myself up and got dressed. It was now that the items in the back pack made sense. I reached into my back pack, pulled out a small bottle of cologne, spritzed some on and told Favor I was all ready to go.





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I took the staircase to the first floor where the publisher and the ebullient Chief Executive had his expansive office. I.D Alfred was not just a publisher; he was a man of connections and great influence. He wined and dined with the mighty ones in the society, up to the President and Grand Commander of the armed forces.


I opened the anteroom of the Chief Executive office. The office was cold, courtesy of the split air-conditioner. The ever-busy secretary was at work. She smiled up at me.


'The chief has been expecting you.' Ms. Brume informed. Her eyes searched me. She adjusted her glasses as if to get a better view.

My smile was apologetic. 'Is he in the office now?'

She nodded and gestured towards the door to my office. 'Yes, he's expecting you.'


When I entered the office, I.D was on the phone. I curtsied. The man paused from listening on the phone and gestured that I should sit down. I nodded and sat comfortably. The office was colder than the anteroom. I would have preferred that it should not be that cold. I searched the office with my eyes. Many plaques and trophies were on display. NewsNet was certainly hot in getting laurels.

I.D finished the conversation and cut the line.

'Tony, how do you do?'

'I'm fine, sir.' I shook the hand that was extended to me.

'How's our news beat?'

I nodded. 'It's getting more intriguing and interesting every day, sir. The ruling party affirms that good governance is going on, but the leading opposition party says the reverse is the case. It's a season of politicking.'

I.D nodded too. He looked at me intently. 'Let me start by saying that I've looked into your profile keenly. You have been a good journalist with keen nose for news since you joined this organization. You have written many exposés. Your editing is thorough while your columns are incisive.'

I felt honored. 'Thank you, sir.'

'I'm impressed by your sterling performance. I have a deal for you, Tony.'

I sat upright. 'A deal?'

I.D breathed in deeply and smiled. 'Yes, a deal. It's a deal that will mutually benefit the two of us.'

I was curious. What kind of deal could that be? I braced myself.

'My good friend, the Minister of Public Communications wants a Special Assistant on mass and social media. I'm thinking of
recommending you for the job.'

I was very attentive. The import of what my boss said hit me and I broke into a smile. 'That's a good deal, sir. I'm grateful.'

I.D raised his right hand to stop me. 'That's not the deal. That's just the proposition.'

I stared at me as my mind raced in frenzy. Well, what was the deal?

I.D seemed to enjoy the keenness and anticipation I was displaying. He smiled again. 'This is the deal. Upon your acceptance of the proposition, you will agree to remit forty percent of your income to me. Forty percent of all your earnings from that office. You will also protect my interests, including my business. That is the deal.'

I appeared to think over it. I mused briefly over the keywords - remittance, forty percent, protect interests.

'Perhaps you want to think over it.' I.D opened a file on his table. 'I'll give you up till tomorrow afternoon. By Sunday noon, you must communicate your acceptance or rejection of the offer to me.'

I smiled warmly. 'There's nothing to think about, sir. I gladly accept the offer.'

I.D smiled knowingly. 'That's very smart of you.' He extended his hand for a handshake again. 'Congrats.'

'Thank you, sir.'

I.D nodded. 'You're welcome. There's one more thing. When will you be available for the swearing?'




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Her body shook. I could feel her pussy constricting around my dick almost continuously. As her orgasm subsided, she began to ride my cock again this time with vigour. My dick was now banging against her cervix every time, and then it pushed through and she sank down to my hips.

She moaned again and froze against my chest. I was not sure if it was pain or pleasure or both.

‘Are you okay?’ I asked in her ear.

‘Gosh! I can’t move, it’s incredible! I felt like you were almost in my stomach.’

She began to rotate her hips slowly ensuring my dick remained in her cervix. Her speed picked up and her clit rubbed against me sending her over the edge again. Her body shook again and she humped my dick causing me to cum spewing into her again. We collapsed on each other kissing and touching before she rose up letting me dick fall free with a sloppy plop. We were drenched with each other’s cum and sweat and the sweet smell of sex hung in the air.

‘Oh, my goodness, I love you’ she said. ‘You satisfy me in so many aspects, especially sexually.

‘I love you too. I always have,’ I replied.

Indeed, she looked satisfied.

I picked her up and went to the adjoining bathroom and turned on the shower. We showered together washing each other gently and passionately. She reached for my dick and got me hard again. She placed it between her legs and with her back to me slowly ground her pussy on my dick. I grabbed her breast and massaged her nipple. She leaned forward and my dick slid up the crack of her ass and pushed against her puckered hole. With a free hand, she guided my dick back into her sopping wet pussy. I sank in with little resistance, and pulled her against me, rubbing her clit between two fingers.

‘Don’t stop. Bang my little pussy and fill me again with your cum,’ she said passionately.

Being an ideal lover, I obliged and banged her hard until we cummed together.

We had had enough for now. We dried off and got dressed, before making our way out of the hotel rom. We were well and truly satisfied and exhausted and I felt like my balls were totally drained.

***


I drove my Honda car into the premises of NewsNet building complex. The clock on the dashboard of the car showed the time to be few minutes to seven o 'clock. I got down from the car, locked it and walked briskly into the building. I was the news editor of the national newspaper. I had joined the newspaper soon after my national graduate service and had proved to be committed to the work. From just a reporter, I had risen to become the news desk editor. It was all due to dedication to service.




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I was rushing to put myself back together. I had my boxers up, my trousers back up, my shirt tucked in when without warning the electronic lock clicked and the door flung open. There stood Madam Faith, smiling.

Favor hadn’t quite reconstructed herself. Her bra was back on and her blouse was on but only two buttons had been rebuttoned.

Madam Faith walked in and flipped the door closed behind her.

“Favor, dah-ling, you find Emman acceptable?” Madam Faith asked.

“Well, actually we didn’t get very far,” Favor said matter of fact.

Madam Faith spoke up again, “Favor, you and I enjoy sex completely different. I prefer to be taken, like a conquest. I want my vagina driven home like the cock is a giant spike and my pussy is the board. You, on the other hand my dear, enjoy all that kissy, caressing crap. I never understood how anyone gets off on that.”

“Well Madam Faith, some people like the hard animal lust and some like the emotional lust…..I see you don’t understand…..let me try this way: We both like a sandwich, let’s say Peanut Butter & Jelly. You might like yours with crunchy peanut butter and grape jelly but, I might like smooth peanut butter and strawberry jelly. Both sandwiches are still PB&J just different. Make more sense now?” Favor asked.

“Well, Favor I came in here to include myself with you and Emman. I had an idea of getting bleeped by him once more before you two get out on the road,” Madam Faith said with a grin.

“Well, how about he just bleeps you, gets cleaned up and we head out with the escort to start the night.” Favor replied, with a bit of annoyance in her voice.

“That would be just fine, Favor.”

“Emman, take off your clothes quickly and come to me and Bleep me as you know how,” Madam Faith said with a gleam in her eyes.

I took off my coat, loosened my tie, took off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and socks, dropped my trousers and stepped out of my boxer shorts. By the time I had done all that, Favor was fully dressed sitting in her original chair and Madam Faith was naked sitting on one of the leather couches.

Her hand was rubbing her already wet pussy. She beckoned me to come to her. I did as was requested.



The Favourite: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_favourite_who_loved_me/45596

Her pace quickened and then I felt her lips form an ‘O’ over the head then began to suck it into her mouth. My wife never gave me Mouth Gig.

The first time I suggested it to her, she had wrinkled her nose in disgust and said she would never do it. Now, another lady was gladly giving me. Zaynab seemed well practised. She knew just what to do and how to control a pulsing rod of flesh.

‘Oh, my oh my, you’re good,’ I grunted. She just sucked deeper into her mouth until she had about half of my dick in her throat. She continued to bob up and down on my rod, while also slowly rubbing my nipples with her free hand.

Zaynab now managed to get most of my dick down her throat and had sped up, which meant that I was now feeling the familiar boiling in my balls.

‘I’m going to cum,’ I mumbled in frenzy. In seconds, I blasted off a series of shots down her eager throat. She slowed down and then cleaned up my softening cock, before sliding up next to me. We were both sweating and were breathing as if we had just competed in the 100-metres race.

I kissed her tasting my salty cum on her tongue, and then pulled her on top of me, nibbling at her breasts. Zaynab caught on quick leaned back and grabbed my semi-hard cock and slowly eased it into her waiting pussy.

‘Look, you are going to split me in half as you’re not fully hard yet,’ she squealed as she sank down. she was so tight I was only able to slide into her about half way even though she was leaking so much juice. She slowly rode up and down, the wonderful feeling bringing me to full hardness again.

‘Hmn…hmn…hmn… you are so big,’ she moaned.

She slowly worked her way down until I could feel my dick push against her cervix.

‘I feel so full that you are pushing against my cervix,’ she moaned. Again, she began to slowly ride up and down again.

‘Oh, I’m cumming again,’ she informed.

Her body shook. I could feel her pussy constricting around my dick almost continuously. As her orgasm subsided, she began to ride my cock again this time with vigour. My dick was now banging against her cervix every time, and then it pushed through and she sank down to my hips.

She moaned again and froze against my chest. I was not sure if it was pain or pleasure or both.

‘Are you okay?’ I asked in her ear.




Dangerous Love: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/dangerous-love/46639

She knelt in front of me putting her fingers inside of my boxer shorts and pulled them down to lay on top of my trousers. I’m sure I looked silly. Suit coat, long sleeve dress shirt, tie, socks and dress shoes.

She took a firm grasp of my cock. Licking the underside of the shaft started my cock to awaken. She swirled her tongue over and around the bulbous purple head. Her other hand started stroking my balls gently. After my cock finally sprang to full attention, Favor parted her lips and lowered her mouth over my entire cock in one move. She licked, sucked, and slurped my cock. I felt my cock go past her gag reflex of her mouth and into her throat. She swallowed my cock head without incident.

I gently caressed her head. It suddenly crossed my mind that I had not masturbated before coming to work and thus I may not be able to hold out very long. Favor had exquisite technique for giving a Mouth Gig.

I decided to change tactics. I reached down and lifted her up by her arms, forcing her to abandon the Mouth Action.

She looked quizzically at me, as if to say ‘what, I’m not doing it right’? I leaned in to kiss her again. I began unbuttoning her white dress shirt, unclipping her bow tie, and reaching inside of her shirt to put my hands on her amazing chest. I thought to myself that I have never had a woman who had such an endowed chest.

Thankfully, she had a front clasp bra on. I flicked the clasp and the boobs were unleashed. I bent my head down and began licking and sucking on her tits. While I was doing that, I slid her blouse and bra off her.

I spent a large amount of time licking her nipples and areolas. I heard a soft moan escape her mouth. Her hands were now massaging my hard manhood. I felt her rub the pre-cum drops up and down the shaft making me feel even more Hot.

I moved back up to kissing her. She seemed to really respond by the kissing. I gently licked and kissed her neck, nibbled on her ear lobes, and gave her small little kisses across her forehead and nose, As I was kissing her, I felt her tense up and shudder.

I thought to myself, “did she just orgasm”? I had to know, so I leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Favor, did you just orgasm?”

“Oh yes, did you feel that?” she said looking into my eyes.

I kept kissing her. Softly at first, then a bit harder, till finally we were French kissing with force and passion.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door. We froze. It was Madam Faith.

“Favor, is Emman in there with you?” she queried.

“Ah, yeah. Why? Do you need him for something? We were having a private conversation,” Favor said, lying through her teeth.

I was rushing to put myself back together. I had my boxers up, my trousers back up, my shirt tucked in when without warning the electronic lock clicked and the door flung open. There stood Madam Faith, smiling.

Favor hadn’t quite reconstructed herself. Her bra was back on and her blouse was on but only two buttons had been rebuttoned.



The Favourite Who Loved Me: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_favourite_who_loved_me/45596

Chapter 3: Study Breaks


“So what happened then?” Christy’s eyes flicked to the prominent bulge in my shorts, but she quickly returned her attention to my face.

I shrugged, folded my arms behind my head, and reclined back against the headboard in her bedroom. Only an hour earlier I’d sent Helen home un-bleeped but satisfied nonetheless. I took a shower, felt the need to talk to someone, and walked next door to see Christy.

“I ate her out until she pushed my head away and curled up on her side, just like before. She actually tried to teach me for five minutes, telling me to go softer or harder or to push another finger inside her. But after her first orgasm she kinda got incoherent, so I just went to town making up stuff as I went.”

“Well she obviously enjoyed it.”

I nodded. “When she finally recovered, she took one look at my throbbing erection and pounced on it. She said she wanted to try deep-Drinking me, but she kept choking and couldn’t quite pull it off.”

“was your dick too long or too fat?”

“I, uh, I dunno. I didn’t stop to ask.”

Christy laughed.

“In the end I came in her mouth, she swallowed it all, and then gave me a quick peck on the lips and said thanks for a fun evening. We got dressed and she left. that’s it.”

“that’s it? Did you make any plans to hook up again? Maybe go on a date?”

“A date? Didn’t you hear the whole part about how she’s not into having steady boyfriends?”

Christy shrugged. “One date does not make a steady boyfriend. I’m just saying, if the whole night was that enjoyable for both of you, one would think you’d talk about doing it again.”

I shook my head. “not a good idea. She’d want to have sex, and I’d have to turn her down again, and she really didn’t like the feeling of rejection.”

“Yeah, exactly why DID you reject her?” Christy screwed her face up. “I mean, when the rest of us went home last night, I assumed you were going to wake up this morning an ex-virgin.”

I averted my eyes and shrugged. “I just told her I wasn’t ready yet. that I had performance anxiety and couldn’t go through with it.”

“Yeah, you said that. But knowing what I know about Helen, she would’ve just tried to convince you otherwise. Believe me, that girl was HOT to get you buried deep inside her pussy last night, and all you’d have to do was lay there and let her ride you. If you popped off early, so what? She’d just suck you hard so you could try again. I can’t believe she’d back off with so simple a deflection. and then despite your rejection, things were patched up enough that you still went down on each other afterwards. So what DID you say to her?”

“That was it,” I lied, shaking my head. “I told her I wasn’t ready, and she wasn’t going to rape me or anything, so she accepted it. and maybe I really am that good at eating pussy that she was happy to settle for a few more oral orgasms. Simple as that.”

“Michael, this is me. I can tell when you’re hiding something.”

“Christy, seriously.”

“Alright, alright, I won’t push you. Yet.” She got a teasing smirk on her face that let me know she was going to worm the truth out of me eventually.




Sweeter Than Honey: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter_than_honey/43801

Chapter 3: Study Breaks


“So what happened then?” Christy’s eyes flicked to the prominent bulge in my shorts, but she quickly returned her attention to my face.

I shrugged, folded my arms behind my head, and reclined back against the headboard in her bedroom. Only an hour earlier I’d sent Helen home un-bleeped but satisfied nonetheless. I took a shower, felt the need to talk to someone, and walked next door to see Christy.

“I ate her out until she pushed my head away and curled up on her side, just like before. She actually tried to teach me for five minutes, telling me to go softer or harder or to push another finger inside her. But after her first orgasm she kinda got incoherent, so I just went to town making up stuff as I went.”

“Well she obviously enjoyed it.”

I nodded. “When she finally recovered, she took one look at my throbbing erection and pounced on it. She said she wanted to try deep-Drinking me, but she kept choking and couldn’t quite pull it off.”

“was your dick too long or too fat?”

“I, uh, I dunno. I didn’t stop to ask.”

Christy laughed.

“In the end I came in her mouth, she swallowed it all, and then gave me a quick peck on the lips and said thanks for a fun evening. We got dressed and she left. that’s it.”

“that’s it? Did you make any plans to hook up again? Maybe go on a date?”

“A date? Didn’t you hear the whole part about how she’s not into having steady boyfriends?”

Christy shrugged. “One date does not make a steady boyfriend. I’m just saying, if the whole night was that enjoyable for both of you, one would think you’d talk about doing it again.”

I shook my head. “not a good idea. She’d want to have sex, and I’d have to turn her down again, and she really didn’t like the feeling of rejection.”

“Yeah, exactly why DID you reject her?” Christy screwed her face up. “I mean, when the rest of us went home last night, I assumed you were going to wake up this morning an ex-virgin.”

I averted my eyes and shrugged. “I just told her I wasn’t ready yet. that I had performance anxiety and couldn’t go through with it.”

“Yeah, you said that. But knowing what I know about Helen, she would’ve just tried to convince you otherwise. Believe me, that girl was HOT to get you buried deep inside her pussy last night, and all you’d have to do was lay there and let her ride you. If you popped off early, so what? She’d just suck you hard so you could try again. I can’t believe she’d back off with so simple a deflection. and then despite your rejection, things were patched up enough that you still went down on each other afterwards. So what DID you say to her?”

“That was it,” I lied, shaking my head. “I told her I wasn’t ready, and she wasn’t going to rape me or anything, so she accepted it. and maybe I really am that good at eating pussy that she was happy to settle for a few more oral orgasms. Simple as that.”

“Michael, this is me. I can tell when you’re hiding something.”

“Christy, seriously.”

“Alright, alright, I won’t push you. Yet.” She got a teasing smirk on her face that let me know she was going to worm the truth out of me eventually.




Sweeter Than Honey: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter_than_honey/43801

I moved her soaking panties away and took a breath. The love pot was hot and wet and needed sucking.

‘Gosh, you taste good,’ I said, as I moved closer and planted a gentle kiss on the top of her mound then gently parted her folds and licked her from her bum to her clit. Her pubic hair was soft and gently framed her pussy. I was too preoccupied to complain that the hair was becoming bushy.

‘Oh, hmn.. hmn …hmn…’ she moaned as I pushed my tongue into her tight little pussy. she was hot and wet and wanted more. I worked on her pussy and clit until she came, powerfully and vocally.

‘Oh my goodness, don’t stop I’m cumming!’ she exclaimed.

Her first orgasm seemed to last for a minute or more until she slumped back onto the couch with dreamy eyes and a big grin.

‘Oh, dear,’ she paused for breath, ‘That was amazing. I thought you were going to pull my clit out of my body. That was so passionate I nearly passed out.’

‘You’re always welcome honey. I’m glad to be of service.’

I smiled. She slapped me gently and giggled. We kissed and she licked up some of her juice from my chin, then she worked her way down my chest, paying attention to my nipples, causing me to groan. My nipples have always been sensitive and I had the sensation of having them licked and sucked. Her hand continued down my stomach to my trousers, slowly removing my belt and opening my front. She reached in and fished out my dick, semi hard and ready for much more.

‘My gosh, your dick is bubbling and ready,’ she gushed. She moved down and gently blew her hot breath over the tip of my pulsing private organ. It twitched in response. She now had one hand wrapped around my shaft and was slowly jacking me off, letting my skin to cover and retract over the engorged purple head. I felt better than I had in a long time and wanted it to never end.

Her pace quickened and then I felt her lips form an ‘O’ over the head then began to suck it into her mouth. My wife never gave me Mouth Gig. The first time I suggested it to her, she had wrinkled her nose in disgust and said she would never do it. Now, another lady was gladly giving me. Zaynab seemed well practiced. She knew just what to do and how to control a pulsing rod of flesh.





Dangerous Love: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/dangerous-love/46639