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I believed I was a modest guy, so I would not tell her so. I wore my boxer and singlet back while she wore her bum short and top. “You’re better than before,” she admitted. “You too.” “Do you want some drinks now?” she asked. I nodded. Now, I felt I really needed some drinks. She left and came with cans of energy drinks. How thoughtful of her. We took more chicken as we took the drinks. In a matter of minutes, my energy was back and I was ready to embark on another lust trip again. My hands went to her boobs and I slowly teased them. I gingerly put my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. Her tongue came for my mouth and slid into it. She swirled it around my mouth. Now, this was a welcome gesture. I felt myself getting hard. From the position we were sitting, my organ pressed on her belly. “Maybe we should move to the bedroom,” I suggested. She approved without a word of protest. Holding my right hand, she led me to her bedroom. Right inside, we flopped on the bed and I took charge of the situation. I clasped my hands on her boobs and kissed her deeply. Her reaction was a gasp. Feeling enamored, I put my left hand on her left breast. There was a slight pause, but the kiss soon resumed. I felt a deep and intense feeling. I slowly fondled her boobs, one at a time. She let out soft moans. I took the edges of her shorts and pulled it down. Her lush vagina welcomed my hand. I lowered my head and kissed the swelling of her breasts. She held my head in that position. She must be enjoying the wonderful feeling it gave her, as much as I was enjoying it. Still lowering my head, I used my tongue to tease and kiss the nipples. I could feel them glow with my lusty act. I took the right nipple in my lips and sucked. She gasped but not like a person drowning or about to drown. She did it with pleasure. I made her hands to go to the back of my head and held it in position on her nipple. My hand rubbed on the thighs and I could see her making her legs to be slightly open. I looked down between her parted legs and saw a small strands of hair at the pubic region. I looked in awe at the golden triangle. She smiled and moved her right hand to rub on my chest. I was succinctly encouraged to carry on with my act. I pulled down my boxer and removed it. Now, the dick was free from the solitary confinement it had been subjected to. Full story available @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naked_truth/31856 |
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It was a tactical thing. Let her take some fresh breath while I also took some too. There was a regular rhythm to my movements. I was following a particular pattern, like a poet using regular rhythm pattern. The Bimpe I knew would soon make some throaty sounds as she experienced climax. That was if things had not changed. Ten years could bring a lot of changes. I was right. As my thrusting went on, she closed her eyes and made the anticipated sounds. I would not give her the benefit of mutual climax, not at that very moment. I stopped my thrusting. It didn’t stop her from twitching her body as she reached her first climax that day. When she calmed down a bit, I resumed my gentle thrusts. It would start from the gentle tempo but would soon graduate to fast-and-not-so-gentle ones. I gripped her shoulder again. Bang, bang, bang. My speed increased. My heart beat was probably beating like that of a man at a speed of eight seconds per hundred meters. A good material for the Olympics, but that was dangerously fast for a human being. I slowed down again. She would not let me be. She contracted her pelvic muscles, twitched her legs, wrapped them round my waist and twisted her mid-section. That must be one of the tricks she had learnt. She got me there as I could not hold it again. In one final breath, I quickly removed my cock from her hole and spilled hot semen over her thighs. The act left me panting. I wasn’t the only one doing that. She too collapsed by my side with fast, short breaths. “That was electric, baby,” I muttered. She nodded. I patted her bare buttocks. I was sure I did it better than her hubby, her estranged hubby. I believed I was a modest guy, so I would not tell her so. I wore my boxer and singlet back while she wore her bum short and top. “You’re better than before,” she admitted. “You too.” “Do you want some drinks now?” she asked. I nodded. Now, I felt I really needed some drinks. She left and came with cans of energy drinks. How thoughtful of her. We took more chicken as we took the drinks. In a matter of minutes, my energy was back and I was ready to embark on another lust trip again. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naked_truth/31856 |
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Gloria suddenly shrugged. “Well, if it’s only for binding sake, I have no problem with that. I have no intention of betraying you. Let’s go ahead.” Rose smiled and parted her. “Good. Let’s not waste any time further.” She went ahead to administer the oath. “Now, we’re together, Gloria. We’re bound together.” They hugged each other. * * * It was almost seven p.m when Gloria got to Lucky’s place. The first surprise she met was how he had re-decorated his apartment. Then, he had all sorts of assorted wines on the center table in the living-room. He was very glad to see her. “Oh, welcome, my queen. I’m very, very glad to receive you.” “Are you having a house party or what?” He smiled genially. “Oh, no. everything is just for you. Please sit down.” She sat down at where he had indicated. “Let me get your food.” He left the room and soon appeared with a food pack of fried rice and chicken. “I’ve bought this for you before you came.” “Oh, thanks.” He watched the television and had a light conversation with her while she ate the food. He cleared the remnants, like a gentleman. Then he popped a red wine. “I’m so glad you could make it my dear,” he gushed. “I’m glad to be here too.” “Let me say this, I’m really ready to take the best care of you once you’ll be mine.” She shrugged. “I’m all yours already.” He smiled and moved to put his hand on her shoulder. “I can assure you my darling Gloria that once you please me, I’ll give you the best.” She smiled too. “Of course, I’ll give you my best love.” Her hands moved to rub on his thighs. She began to run her hand on his swelled prick and caressed it. He moved his hand below her fine buttocks and slowly started pulling up the T-shirt. She aided him by standing up and completely pulling off the shirt. Even as the boobs were still inside the pink bra, his blood warmed up immediately. She completed the move by unstrapping and removing the bra. He stared at the boobs and pink nipples. “Oh, what gorgeous boobs you’ve got there, my sweetie.” The breasts were at full attention. "Go ahead, take me. I'm all yours," she declared. With that, he put his right hand on her left breast, gently cupping and caressing it. He twisted the hard nipple and circled it with his index finger. "Hhm... This really feels good," he said. He began to lick the nipples. "Oh ... mmm... oh, lick my nipples,” Gloria moaned. He slowly worked his hand over her wet, pussy and began to rub on the place. She busied herself with his stiff cock. He moved his hand under her now soak. Get full story at https://okadabooks.com/book/about/obsessed/32535 |
Gloria suddenly shrugged. “Well, if it’s only for binding sake, I have no problem with that. I have no intention of betraying you. Let’s go ahead.” Rose smiled and parted her. “Good. Let’s not waste any time further.” She went ahead to administer the oath. “Now, we’re together, Gloria. We’re bound together.” They hugged each other. * * * It was almost seven p.m when Gloria got to Lucky’s place. The first surprise she met was how he had re-decorated his apartment. Then, he had all sorts of assorted wines on the center table in the living-room. He was very glad to see her. “Oh, welcome, my queen. I’m very, very glad to receive you.” “Are you having a house party or what?” He smiled genially. “Oh, no. everything is just for you. Please sit down.” She sat down at where he had indicated. “Let me get your food.” He left the room and soon appeared with a food pack of fried rice and chicken. “I’ve bought this for you before you came.” “Oh, thanks.” He watched the television and had a light conversation with her while she ate the food. He cleared the remnants, like a gentleman. Then he popped a red wine. “I’m so glad you could make it my dear,” he gushed. “I’m glad to be here too.” “Let me say this, I’m really ready to take the best care of you once you’ll be mine.” She shrugged. “I’m all yours already.” He smiled and moved to put his hand on her shoulder. “I can assure you my darling Gloria that once you please me, I’ll give you the best.” She smiled too. “Of course, I’ll give you my best love.” Her hands moved to rub on his thighs. She began to run her hand on his swelled prick and caressed it. He moved his hand below her fine buttocks and slowly started pulling up the T-shirt. She aided him by standing up and completely pulling off the shirt. Even as the boobs were still inside the pink bra, his blood warmed up immediately. She completed the move by unstrapping and removing the bra. He stared at the boobs and pink nipples. “Oh, what gorgeous boobs you’ve got there, my sweetie.” The breasts were at full attention. "Go ahead, take me. I'm all yours," she declared. With that, he put his right hand on her left breast, gently cupping and caressing it. He twisted the hard nipple and circled it with his index finger. "Hhm... This really feels good," he said. He began to lick the nipples. "Oh ... mmm... oh, lick my nipples,” Gloria moaned. He slowly worked his hand over her wet, pussy and began to rub on the place. She busied herself with his stiff cock. He moved his hand under her now soak. Get full story at https://okadabooks.com/book/about/obsessed/32535 |
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I put in my best act giving her the impression that, somehow, it was not what I was doing but the way that I was doing it that was bringing this electric sensational feeling. Stimulating with her senses pleased me. It made me feel powerful and to be the one in control. She moved her knees further apart and moved her back into an even more vantage position so that her legs were now spread wide, inviting. She didn’t say a word in response. Her breath came in short, deep grunts. I used my left hand to unbuckle my belt and pulled down the zip. I took her right hand to make her feel my bare cock. It was rock hard and big. I could feel the warmth and smoothness of her skin against mine. I lingered with the pre-intimacy, waiting for her to give me some kind of sign that she wanted me inside her just as it was my desire. She pushed her body back, taking my full length in one thrust. I let out a moan that came from the depth of my throat. I made her lie on the sofa and placed part of my body on top of her. “Hmn,” she said softly. The sound she made further set my body on fire. I grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her head back gently I roughly pulled down her bum short. Not surprising, she was pant-less. My throbbing cock must not be made to wait further. I made it push inside her wet, parted legs. She made another moan. I pushed harder into her and made each thrust deeper. I felt I must teach her some lessons for daring me. To drive home my point, I rammed my cock inside her with such force that she could barely hold herself upright. I was thinking that her hands and elbows might ache her from that position on the seat. Her next action proved that I was wrong in my thinking. Bimpe pushed her body back against me, challenging every one of my strokes with her own until we were moving back and forward with the precision of two metronomes meeting in sync. It was quite difficult to tell which of us was the driving force, but that did not really matter. My jerking became faster and faster. More and more, I made her feel my full weight. I lessened my grip on her shoulder. It was a tactical thing. Let her take some fresh breath while I also took some too. There was a regular rhythm to my movements. I was following a particular pattern, like a poet using regular rhythm pattern. The Bimpe I knew would soon make some throaty sounds as she experienced climax. That was if things had not changed. Ten years could bring a lot of changes. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naked_truth/31856 |
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I could not. I munched more from the chicken I was holding and closed my eyes. “There you are. We’re on the same page, so no more acting.” I didn’t say a word. She stood up and went to lock the sitting-room door. She then came to stand right in front of me. “So?” she said. I tried not to look at her but could not. “So, what?” She put her hands akimbo. “So, what are you waiting for?” “Don’t dare me,” I said. “I’m more virile now than ever.” She made a sound like a scoff. “Why don’t you prove it? All you have done is to talk!” Alright, dear lady, you would get what you want, I decided. “I will show you I’m not just all words and no action.” I stood up to unclad myself down to only the boxer. Then, I pulled her down to sit next to me and to give her a long, deep kiss. She sounded pleased and not surprised by my action. She was like someone who had finally come to affirm a fact that had all along been believed would come to be. Bimpe opened her mouth to allow my lips and tongue to go on all the exploration they desired. At the same time, she felt the touch and the soft groping of one of one of my fingers as they pressed a line firmly along the inside of her thigh. Scraping up the moisture that was now running down her leg. Her tongue had the expectant taste, giving the taste that was both sweet and sour. I pushed my left finger to the tip of her throat until she felt that she might begin to cough or choke. I then rubbed my fingertips over her mouth, pulling at her lips. I pressed my palm against her cheek in a smooth caress. I could sense that she could feel my excitement as it rose in tandem with hers. I put in my best act giving her the impression that, somehow, it was not what I was doing but the way that I was doing it that was bringing this electric sensational feeling. Stimulating with her senses pleased me. It made me feel powerful and to be the one in control. She moved her knees further apart and moved her back into an even more vantage position so that her legs were now spread wide, inviting. She didn’t say a word in response. Her breath came in short, deep grunts. I used my left hand to unbuckle my belt and pulled down the zip. I took her right hand to make her feel my bare cock. It was rock hard and big. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naked_truth/31856 |
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I could not. I munched more from the chicken I was holding and closed my eyes. “There you are. We’re on the same page, so no more acting.” I didn’t say a word. She stood up and went to lock the sitting-room door. She then came to stand right in front of me. “So?” she said. I tried not to look at her but could not. “So, what?” She put her hands akimbo. “So, what are you waiting for?” “Don’t dare me,” I said. “I’m more virile now than ever.” She made a sound like a scoff. “Why don’t you prove it? All you have done is to talk!” Alright, dear lady, you would get what you want, I decided. “I will show you I’m not just all words and no action.” I stood up to unclad myself down to only the boxer. Then, I pulled her down to sit next to me and to give her a long, deep kiss. She sounded pleased and not surprised by my action. She was like someone who had finally come to affirm a fact that had all along been believed would come to be. Bimpe opened her mouth to allow my lips and tongue to go on all the exploration they desired. At the same time, she felt the touch and the soft groping of one of one of my fingers as they pressed a line firmly along the inside of her thigh. Scraping up the moisture that was now running down her leg. Her tongue had the expectant taste, giving the taste that was both sweet and sour. I pushed my left finger to the tip of her throat until she felt that she might begin to cough or choke. I then rubbed my fingertips over her mouth, pulling at her lips. I pressed my palm against her cheek in a smooth caress. I could sense that she could feel my excitement as it rose in tandem with hers. I put in my best act giving her the impression that, somehow, it was not what I was doing but the way that I was doing it that was bringing this electric sensational feeling. Stimulating with her senses pleased me. It made me feel powerful and to be the one in control. She moved her knees further apart and moved her back into an even more vantage position so that her legs were now spread wide, inviting. She didn’t say a word in response. Her breath came in short, deep grunts. I used my left hand to unbuckle my belt and pulled down the zip. I took her right hand to make her feel my bare cock. It was rock hard and big. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naked_truth/31856 |
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