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Good day, dear friends, it is with gladness I bring to you another delightful story.


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Sweeter Than Honey

Tony Sunkan


(C) 2021







Full of exuberance, Michael is in good hands. He finds himself in the midst of young, sultry babes that cannot be resisted. To him, the allure and satisfaction they provide is sweeter than honey.










Chapter One

At the Lagooville University, Lekki, Lagos, I was glad to complete my admission registration. I was now a bonafide Mass Communication student. At nineteen, things were not that bad. The future was rosy. I had not yet got accommodation, so I had to stay in the residence of Mr. Obi at the staff quarters.

Mr. Obi was a friend to my dad. He said it was all a pleasure to have mercy in his place
I could see that I would be having a good time with the Obis. The only child of the house was Christy, a pretty girl of my age who also just got admission to study level Psychology. It did not take a long time before Christ and I struck a cordial chord.

Last year, Christy's mother passed on to glory. Christy talked passionately about her mother. I could not but sympathize with her.

This evening, just like we did most nights, the three of us ate our meals in relative silence. We chatted about football for a couple of minutes before returning to the food. Then Mr. Obi asked us both if we were having a good time in the campus.

“Oh so far, so good,” I admitted. “It’s been nice to be an undergraduate and to be here with your family.”

Mr. Obi nodded, but arched an eyebrow and gave his daughter a curious look. There was not much to say after that. After the meal, Mr. Obi retired to his room from where he preferred to watch the cable television. I could sense that Christy looked somehow ruffled.

"Any problem?" I asked her. I could see her reluctance. I held her hand softly.

That simple touch broke the dam, and the waterworks started flowing. Christy sobbed, slipped out of her chair, and I helped her climb semi-sideway to my seat as the tears streamed down her cheeks.

Our height difference made our heads more or less at the same elevation, and I kissed her cheek before trapping it against the side of mine while I continued to squeeze her shoulder.

Eventually, the tears began to subside. I waited her out, stroking the side of her arm and shoulder.

“Talk to me,” I encouraged. "Come on a problem shared is half solved.

“Emma’s an asshole,” she muttered, wiping her eyes.




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Calista laughed and shook her head in the negative. "It's not a BAD thing, but I have to admit it's a little weird just being him and me. I miss having some female company around. my sister moved out. Dolapo's jet-setting around the world.

Robin is spending the summer with her dad on the East Coast. and Gwen is living back home. I wouldn't say I'm bored of Kola; but sure, I wouldn't mind having you around."

Funmi furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't even really know me."

Calista shrugged. "Well if you stay here, I think we can change that." and then she flashed Funmi a pretty smile.

"Seriously, it'd just be nice to have someone to talk to. Kola's a great listener, but ... well ... when it comes to chatting, he's just not a girl, you know?"

Funmi giggled. "Yeah, I noticed that."

Calista nodded. "So if you desire to move in with us, I think we can work it out."

Funmi smiled and looked at me. I was just ping-ponging my eyes back and forth between the two girls, surprised this was going so well, but not disappointed. and then Funmi sidled up to me, patting my chest.

"You'd better get that soundproofing insulation up soon." Then the pretty chocolate colour girl flashed me a toothy grin. "or don't. I wouldn't mind."

Funmi moved in that very weekend, and we put her in Dolapo's new bedroom downstairs. It was not the one directly underneath the Boss bedroom; despite her statements that she wouldn't mind the noise, we didn't desire to put our noisy lovemaking in Funmi's face.

I'd also installed the soundproofing I desired. It didn't eliminate the noise, but at least one had to actively listen for sexual sounds in order to hear them.

I noticed a few changes right away. For one, Calista and I were a little more ... restrained ... in our PDA. Instead of cuddling on the couch watching a Sunday night movie with my hand under her shirt and a palm rubbing my girlfriend's nipple, Calista and I cuddled with my arm around her waist.

Funmi paid us no mind. Instead of teasing each other into making out right there on the couch, we settled for little pecks during commercials. Funmi paid us no mind. and instead of stripping my beautiful jet black naked and eating her muff until she squirted copious amounts of sweetheart onto the couch cushions, I dragged her upstairs so I could do so within the privacy of our room.

But offsetting some of those restrictions, there were a couple of nice changes (for lazy me). Funmi unknowingly decided to follow Paige's example of being a good roommate by immediately pitching in around the house. She helped Calista in the kitchen and cleaned up afterwards so I wouldn't have to.

She sat down and gossiped with my girlfriend so I would be free to play video games a bit. and she even replaced a burned out headlight in Calista's car while I wasn't around. After the headlight bit, Calista joked that if Funmi had a dick, she wouldn't need me anymore.

Now Funmi had gotten in the habit of waking up early in order to make the commute to school. So on Monday morning, instead of driving her motorcycle for an hour across 237 and 880 to get to work, she had the time to primp and preen in front of the mirror.

not that Funmi really knew how to primp and preen. She was the only daughter of a man with three sons. Their mother had died giving birth to her, so for her entire life, Funmi had grown up without a strong female figure.

Following after her newer brothers, she learned to work on cars and ride motorcycles instead of playing with dolls. She'd had enough female friends in grade school to help her figure out the basics of makeup and fashion. But only after getting to know her over the past month did I come to understand why she'd always been a little tomboyish.

I used to think that Funmi was being flirtatiously demure in her interactions with me back when we were both 'Johny just come'. Now, I realized she really just didn't know any better. Her long hair covering her bosom wasn't a tease, it was just the way she styled her hair.

The way she played with the jet black-streaked locks was out of nervousness, not putting on a schoolgirl act. and even her first introduction was probably because she needed somewhere to sit, not because she was coming on to me.

It was more likely that I was reading too much into our first interactions because I had been in that rut with Dolapo at the time.

But that was all in the past. Today, Funmi desired to dress up. and Calista desired to help her. So instead of lying in bed with me, almost lazily giving me a morning Mouth Gig, my girlfriend went downstairs to help our new roommate figure out her makeup and pick out the right clothes.

It was okay; I'd live without the orgasm. Besides, Calista did a fantastic job on Funmi.

"Check her out," my girlfriend waved theatrically before our roommate emerged from her downstairs bedroom.

my jaw didn't drop or anything. Funmi was dressed for business, not seduction. But I was still astonished at the transformation in my usually plain-dressing friend. and after we walked across campus to go to Madam Tessy's offMaryam on Monday morning, with Funmi getting quite the batch of second-looks from passers by, I just knew she would make quite the unexpected impression on our boss.

I was right.

"Verrry nice, Funmi!" Madam Tessy exclaimed with a genuinely pleased tone when we arrived. "You look both beautiful and professional,"

"Thank you," Funmi replied, demurely lowering her stare and then standing up straight again. She was dressed in closed-toed heels and a knee-length skirt, both articles of clothing she never could have worn with her motorcycle gear.

Her top was a straised blouse, unwrinkled by wearing a leather jacket over the top. and of course, her ubiquitous white tank top was underneath to keep things modest, despite having the top few buttons of her blouse undone. Her hair was up and clipped neatly into place, another thing she never could have managed underneath a motorcycle helmet.






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Calista had been facing away from the archway, kneeling on top of the couch cushions and draping her torso over the backrest.

Her only articles of clothing were strappy black stiletto heels, sheer black stockings, and matching black garters. This left her perfectly-formed ass completely bare and on full display as she thrust it back in my direction, her pink viggy already damp with anticipation.

"Welcome home, babe," Calista crooned before turning her face around. I was helpless to do anything but watch as her lovely clear black eyes suddenly jerked open in shock.

She scrambled around, her naked tits jiggling as she twisted and sank into a seated position on the couch. and she snagged the nearest throw pillow, pulling it into her lap to cover her chest and crotch. "Kola!" she shrieked in both shock and outrage.

Yeah ... I wasn't getting laid anytime soon.

Thinking fast, I grabbed Funmi around her waist and shuffled the still-in-shock girl back into the hallway. I actually brought her all the way into one of the downstairs bedrooms and loudly closed the door so that Calista would know we were safely out of sight. Ten seconds later, I heard the pounding footsteps of my girlfriend racing upstairs to our bedroom.

"You can let go of me now," Funmi said a few seconds later.

Belatedly, I realized I was still hnewing onto the girl's waist. I pulled my hands off and blushed. "Sorry about that."

Funmi just shook her head. "No problem. I feel worse for Calista."

"Yeah..." I sighed. "I should've known she might be waiting for me like that."

"This a regular occurrence for you two?"

"I wouldn't say regular." I chuckled. "But this definitely is not the first time."

Funmi smiled. "that's good. my last boyfriend and I didn't have nearly as much spontaneity. One reason why we broke up."

"When was that?"

"Oh ... High School, actually."

I raised an eyebrow. "You haven't had a boyfriend since High School?"

"never found someone who really ... ah... understood me." Funmi shrugged. "Besides, I've been busy. This college thing isn't easy."

I frowned. "You're one of the top students in our class!"

Funmi smirked. "Yeah well unlike you, I actually have to work my ass off to make these grades." She then pointed to the door. "You think it's safe to go outside?"

I nodded and opened the door myself. I brought Funmi into the living room and got us both some glasses of water. and then we settled in to wait for Calista to come back down.

A little pink in the face, my girlfriend made her appearance about two minutes later. She was clad in casual lounge pants and a baggy top. Her sunny jet black hair was loose and hanging over her shoulders.

But despite the casual attire, her makeup was still a little thick and designed to be sexually alluring. It was an interesting contrast, and a reminder of what I'd accidentally interrupted.

I quickly stood and went to hug my girlfriend. "I am so sorry, babe."

"It's okay." Calista blushed even pinker. She hugged me back and then looked right past me. "Hi, Funmi."

"Hi, Calista." Funmi's eyes tracked up and down my girlfriend's body, and she smirked. "You look good. Been working out?" The waggle in her eyebrows made sure her comment was taken in good humor.

"Not exactly." Calista glanced over at me and decided to roll with it. Better to make light of the situation than dwell on the awkward element. She jerked a thumb at me and drawled, "This one's kind of a sex maniac. I get all the exercise I need with him."

Funmi giggled. "So I've heard. Dolapo used to say she'd never been in such great shape. Even compared to cheerleading."

Calista laughed. "She's probably right. I'm doing my best to keep up with him. Although if he desires me to ever give him that particular surprise for the rest of his life, he'll make sure to call me when he's bringing someone over." that last part Calista stated while glaring directly at me in mock indignation.

Only then did I realize that I might never get that surprise again if Funmi moved in with us. Well, maybe when we graduated and moved into our own place.

But bringing in a roommate would certainly cut down on random sex encounters in the public areas of the house. I frowned and glanced over at Funmi, who also seemed to get the implication.

Funmi just shrugged, as if reading my mind, and commented, "Like I said: I don't wanna cramp your style."

I raised my eyebrows and looked over to Calista. my girlfriend raised her own eyebrow and asked, "what?"

I gestured to our guest. "The reason I brought Funmi by was that I was thinking she could rent a room from us. Just for the next two months, until Sheri and Seyi move in. She's commuting from Sunnyvale right now, and it's becoming an issue with Madam Tessy."

"Oh!" Calista popped her eyebrows. "Well ... uh..." Her voice trailed off as she processed everything. I immediately thought the whole thing was a bad idea. After all, it wasn't like we needed the money.

Calista certainly would have valued our privacy over any potential Kolaefits. and feeling bad for even bringing it up, I started formulating an apology to Funmi in my head. I figured Calista and I would tell her we'd think about it, and then ultimately I'd be tasked with giving Funmi the bad news.

But to my surprise, Calista perked up and replied, "I think it would be pretty cool. This is certainly more house than Kola and I need. and to be honest, I think I'd like the company."

Funmi glanced over at my girlfriend. "what? You've been stuck alone with Kola for a few weeks and you're already bored of him?"

Calista laughed and shook her head in the negative. "It's not a BAD thing, but I have to admit it's a little weird just being him and me. I miss having some female company around. my sister moved out.

Dolapo's jet-setting around the world. Robin is spending the summer with her dad on the East Coast. and Gwen is living back home. I wouldn't say I'm bored of Kola; but sure, I wouldn't mind having you around."

Funmi furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't even really know me."





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