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With that, Rose went to lock the door to the room. From the wardrobe, she brought out a bag, zipped it open, rummaged through it and brought out a Love Machine. She returned the bag and closed the wardrobe.

“This will be very useful to us," she said, showing her friend the object.

It was a brown seven-inch Love Machine. Rose put it on a stool beside the bed.

“We’ll start the way lovers always do.”

Gloria nodded without a word.

“You’re going to enjoy this, my sweetie,” Rose went on. “Trust me.”

Again, Gloria nodded. Rose touched her cheek. “You’re always looking very beautiful, Gloria.” She moved her lips to hers and kissed her. Gloria no longer showed reluctance in playing this game with Rose. As a matter of fact, now, she seems to gladly be a partaker. Rose kissed her deeply, moving her hand to her boobs and squeezing the place. After some minutes, they stopped.

“Let me really demonstrate how to use this,” Rose said. She stripped herself naked and sat on the bedside stool. Using her spittle to wet the Love Machine, she spread her legs and inserted the intimacy gadget. Slowly, she drove it deeper until everything almost entered her canal.

Gloria was awed. Clad only in bra and pantie, she watched her friend. Rose smiled at her.

“Can you see this?” Rose muttered. “Yeah, that’s how to do it.”

Then, gently, she started thrusting the object up and down her vagina.

Gloria could feel her pussy tingling and emitting sensation as she watched Rose wiggle her mid-section sideways and all around on the black object. She could tell that Rose's pussy would be soaked with her pussy juice. Each time Rose pulled that object out of her cunt, it was gleaming with cunt juice. The object was big, yet it slid so easily into and out of Rose's vagina.

Gloria soon felt that her pussy was really getting excited as she watched Rose move her left hand from her tit to her clit. Rose then began to thrust her hips even harder into her improvised big cock while her left index finger continuously rubbed her clit. Rose was really close to getting off. Her friend found it difficult to believe how fast and how much of that object of whatever Rose was moving and taking. Certainly, the longer Gloria watched, the more desirous her own cunt became. Finally, she just couldn't stand the burning desire in her pussy any more.

She stood up to remove her bra and pantie. Her cunt desperately needed stroking. It needed something hard inside it; anything real or artificial. All she had were her fingers but they would have to do.
Gloria had become so hot and Hot just watching the scene. Rose intensified the act. She was so intent it looked like she was lost in her own world. She would not allow anything to detract her until she came.
In seconds to come, Rose experienced a desirable and satisfying orgasm. Gloria worked more with her fingers, hoping to achieve the kind of intense feeling Rose had experienced. Now, Rose could give Gloria some time. She moved to her, made her to sit on the bed and caressed her boobs.

Gloria’s eyes remained closed as she savored this moment. In a matter of seconds, Gloria made pleasurable moans and reached orgasm. She fell on the bed and breathed heavily.
Rose smiled and lay by her side. She allowed Gloria a couple of minutes’ respite before making a further move. Rose seemed like someone who needed the delight of another lady's pussy right now. Of course, Gloria's beautiful body and her own lustful body seemed to be on the same wavelength.

Merely looking at Gloria’s beautiful and naked body turned Rose on. It excited her more than she could imagine. She pressed forward and nestled next to the body of Gloria. She then placed her left hand on Rose's bare back and started to run it up and down her spine. Gloria loved the feel of Rose's hand on her back.
It was hot.

All the feeling of excitement was coming back, but it was definitely mutual. Gloria could feel some tingling and pulsing especially with Rose’s hand running up and down her spine.

"Mmm," Gloria moaned. "That feels good, Rose.”

“Yeah, it surely is,” Rose mumbled in agreement.

Rose moved her hand from Gloria's back to her side close to her exposed breast.

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She nodded. “That will be okay.”

He accompanied her downstairs.

“See you, again, Rose.”

“Yeah, good bye and thanks.”

She left his house and walked to the nearest bus stop where she took a bus to Ikeja under the bridge.

* * *

For some days now, Bode did not call Gloria. When she called him, she accused him of not bothering to call her.

“I’m busy preparing for the NYSC call up,” he said.

“So busy you couldn’t even call me?”

“Sorry about that. Don’t worry, I’ll be coming around to see you later today.”

He never did. To make the matter worse, he did not even bother to call her that he would not be coming around. Gloria wondered why Bode had suddenly become evasive. On Saturday morning, she received a call from her good friend, Rose.

“Hey, why don’t you come around to my place. I’m bored,” Rose said. Gloria had been to the place once. That was December the previous year.

“Okay,” she replied. “I’ll be there maybe by mid-day.”

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

Gloria told her mummy about visiting her friend. She could not stop her daughter but she subtly warned her to be careful.

“Be on your guard,” Titi said. “Do not let any guy mess you up.”

“Okay, mummy.” Poor mother, Gloria thought. If only she knew that her daughter had already been messed up!

“When you come back,” Titi went on, “come and meet me in the shop.”

“Okay, mum.”

Gloria left home few minutes to ten in the morning. In about thirty minutes’ time, she was knocking at the door of the apartment of Rose’s parents.

Rose opened the door for her, giving her a wide smile. “Hello, Gloria. Good to see you.”

“Good to see you too.”

Rose took her to her room.

“Oh, I can’t wait for the university to reopen next week,” Gloria said. “The boredom at home is killing me.”

Rose grimaced. “That’s why I invited you over. We need to do something exciting to kill that boredom before it kills us.”

Gloria nodded and sat on Rose’s bed. She stared at her friend’s face. “I’ve finally given it out,” she said.

Rose looked at her curiously. “Given what?”

Gloria allowed a brief silence. “My virginity.”

Rose’s brows went up. “Really? Is it to that Bode guy?”

“Yes.”

“Wow!” Rose smiled expansively at her. “Well, that’s good. You would still have to do it one day. Now, let me say welcome to the ladies’ club.”

Gloria ginned.

Rose sat by her side on the bed. “So, how did you find the experience?”

Apart from the initial pain, Gloria could not say she didn’t enjoy it. She shrugged.

“I’m sure you enjoyed it,” Rose said teasingly.

“Well, somehow.”

Rose moved closer to her. “I hope he’s good at it. How will you rate him?”

Gloria mused. “It’s difficult to rate him for now. He tried, sha.”

“You don’t sound so glad. Anyway, don’t you worry. Now that you’re like me, I know how to handle you in ways that will really gladden you.”

With that, Rose went to lock the door to the room. From the wardrobe, she brought out a bag, zipped it open, rummaged through it and brought out a Love Machine. She returned the bag and closed the wardrobe.

“This will be very useful to us," she said, showing her friend the object.

It was a brown seven-inch Love Machine. Rose put it on a stool beside the bed.

“We’ll start the way lovers always do.”

Gloria nodded without a word.

“You’re going to enjoy this, my sweetie,” Rose went on. “Trust me.”

Again, Gloria nodded. Rose touched her cheek.

“You’re always looking very beautiful, Gloria.” She moved her lips to hers and kissed her. Gloria no longer showed reluctance in playing this game with Rose. As a matter of fact, now, she seems to gladly be a partaker.

Rose kissed her deeply, moving her hand to her boobs and squeezing the place. After some minutes, they stopped.




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She smiled. “We need to define if it’s going to be ordinary friendship or lover stuff.”

I grinned. Friendship? Who wanted only friendship?

“I didn’t bring you here just for friendship,” I said.
She sighed and nodded. “In that case, I need to let you know that playing love with me is not a joke. I’m the hard core type.”

Oh, but that was good, my mind said. I liked babes that were bold enough to assert their signature.

“That’s perfectly well with me,” I replied.

She eyed me somehow, as if doubtful of what I just said.

“Are sure? Are sure you are man enough to bear this?”

I almost snickered. “Of course, I am. Do not doubt my manliness, lady.”

She chuckled. “Alright. Time will tell.”

I pulled her to her feet and led her to my bedroom. I ran my fingers over her well-adorned attached hair. I drew her to myself and kissed her, slowly and gently at first. She darted her tongue out and was soon deep inside my mouth.

I undid the zip on the back of her pink top. I eased it over her head and dropped it on the edge of the bed. Her tongue continued to probe in and out of my mouth. I scooped her boobs before unhooking and removing her bra.

I paused briefly to admire her jaunty boobs and the shapely body. I smiled to myself. There was no doubt that she had a very lovely figure and statistics. I removed her tongue from my mouth so I could kiss her neck.

Simultaneously, my right hand played with her left nipple, flicking it backwards and forward; stimulating it and getting the desired result.

“These your boobs are the shapeliest I’ve ever seen,” I commented. “How lovely it will be to suck them.”

“They are all yours,” she replied, smiling.

She was right. As far as this moment was concerned, all the beautiful parts of her body were all mine. Slowly, I edged my fingers down between her legs. My fingers slid inside the skirt to the pantie inside. She was clean-shaven, but that was not the only thing I noticed about her.

“Goodness, this honey zone is so wet. I wonder what tasting it will be like.” It was more like a mumble I made into her neck.

I made her to lie on the bed and removed the remaining clothing she was wearing. Then, I opened her legs wide. It was my fingers that went to the vulva and the layers to caress them. While the fingers did that, my mouth sucked her nipples.

From the left one, my mouth moved to the second. The boobs seemed to bounce and welcome my act. Sandra moaned. I had no doubt that she was enjoying my exploits.

She wasn’t the coy or reserved type. Her right hand reached for my big cock. Teasingly, the fingers tightened around it. She was probably trying to make me feel as excited as I was making her.

She removed her hand from my cock and held my check. Her hand moved it to the valley of her spread legs. It was an unspoken need, but I got the message.


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It was supposed to be a four-week notice, but then. Now, why did she want to quit? I pressed the buzzer to summon her.

“Why do you want to resign?” I demanded as soon as she entered my office.

“For personal reason,” she replied in a surly tone.

“You’ve got another job?”

She shrugged. “Not exactly.”

“So, why’re you leaving?”

Again, she shrugged. Whatever that meant. I sighed. She must be bluffing, I told myself. Favour must be bluffing.

In the next few days, I had lonely nights in the house. Bimpe was out of reach and Funmi refused to move in. Despite going to meet her in her parents’ home and assuring that the misdeeds of the past were bygone issues, she remained adamant.

This was terrible. How could I be living the life of a bachelor all over again?
I would really love to be a faithful husband. With the development with Bimpe and Favour, this should be the time for me to show all my love for my wife, but she was around for that.

A week after Funmi parked out, I decided that I could not continue with my forced celibacy anymore. Rather than go to the club at Palm Groove for my after-work relaxation, I decided to drive to Opebi/ Allen axis to ‘sight-see’.

Along Opebi Road, I saw a very beautiful, light skinned lady walking along the road in front of a popular eatery. I slowed down my Lexus car and parked. I wound down the side glass a bit and talked to her as soon as she got to where I had parked the car.

“Hello, lady.”

She looked at me. “Hi.”

“I’ll go straight to the point,” I said. “I’m looking for fun and I think I’ve got the right person in you.”

She looked as if she was expecting me to say that. “What if you’re wrong?”

I smiled. So far, everything showed that I was not wrong. “What if I’m not wrong?”

She grinned too. “Just what do you want?”

“You. I desire your company. I desire to know you more. Why don’t you hope in inside the car?”

She went to the other side of the car while I opened the door for her. She slid into the car.

“Give me the privilege of knowing your name,” I said. “Mine is Akin.”

“I’m Sandra.”

“Oh, what a beautiful name, Sandra. Pleased to me you.”

She couldn’t be more that twenty-five but looked sophisticated.

“What do you think? Should I take you to my club, or do we buy take away food and go to my home?”

“Your home will be better.”

She was straight-to-the-point. It looked like she was down to earth. It was okay. I could handle that. I stopped at an eatery where I bought take-away fried rice and chicken. I also bought a bottle of wine.

I then drove to my residence.

We ate the food and chatted briefly. According to her, she had just finished her course in Mass Communication and was awaiting the call-up letter to report for national youth service. I confessed to her that I was married but had issue with my wife. Sandra seemed not to mind my marital status.

After the food, we took the wine. Apart from her beauty, there was something very confident about the way she talked and acted. In fact, our conversation was so familiar as if we had known each other for a long time.

“Will you like to sleep here overnight?” I asked her tentatively.

She grinned. “If you want me to, why not?”

If I wanted her to? Of course, I did!

“You’re most welcome, my dear.”

We sat in the living-room and watched the television. She said she liked Telemundo. I hardly watched the channel, but since that was what she wanted, I tagged along. She seemed to be delighted in what she watched and I allowed her to be.

Not only that, I also tried to pick interest in the programs. We watched the t.v until late in the night.

* * *

Finally, we decided we had had enough of television viewing.

“We need to define this relationship,” she said.

My brows went up. “What do you mean by that?”
She smiled. “We need to define if it’s going to be ordinary friendship or lover stuff.”

I grinned. Friendship? Who wanted only friendship?

“I didn’t bring you here just for friendship,” I said.

She sighed and nodded. “In that case, I need to let you know that playing love with me is not a joke. I’m the hard core type.”

Oh, but that was good, my mind said. I liked babes that were bold enough to assert their signature.



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His right fingers went to press the crease of her pussy lips. He did it very gently. She moaned and her whole body seemed to shudder.

"Hmn," she moaned. Her pussy was soaking. It looked like the cutest and the hottest he had ever seen in his life. Lying on the couch, he smiled as he spread her legs. Holding his cock, he mounted her. Like someone about to perform a delicate ritual, he gently penetrated her hole.

She cried out in pain. The hymen was broken, finally.

“Sorry. So sorry, my love,” he muttered, meaning it.

He could thrust now, but he had to do it gently. His thrusts made her forget the pain. Now, she had pleasure from what he was doing. She was finally having a real sex with a guy!

A couple of minutes later, she came. A long moan came from her mouth. "Oh, oh, oh.” It was a cue for him too to peak. The final thrusts that led to his climax were like prized efforts.

He tensed his body and grunted loudly as he reached orgasms. Deliberately, he fell on the tiled floor and remained there as he tried to get his breaths back.

She remained lying on the couch as her orgasm subsided. Then she stood up and quickly, without any cloth on, went to the bathroom. She needed to clean up, to clean the darts of blood coming from her vagina.

Seconds later, he came to join her there. He removed the used condom which was now filled with semen and flushed everything down.

“Are you hurt?” he asked.

“I’m okay.”

He smiled at her. “There’s something you must never forget, Gloria sweetheart. I love you so much.”

“Me too.”

He kissed her briefly, thinking that this was one day he would never forget.

* * *

It was the second session Rose and Lucky were having.

Rose’s warm wet lips closed up over his teeth. He groaned softly in pleasure, his balls
tingling and growing fuller. Lucky’s left hand slid up to her bust, squeezing each breast.

He squeezed harder, his thumb flicking the nipples. She liked it as keen as he was doing it. She moved up around his hand, raising her hips against him. He pulled himself back up to lie beside her, his breath coming fast and furious. It was almost the same as her own.

She moved closer, reached down and closed her hand around his turgid cock. He felt like crying out with pleasure, but just managed to make it to a moan.

Evidently, the two of them liked this. He went behind her back and pulled his throbbing cock to reach between her legs. His hand made a series of caresses of her vagina, dripping the place in the process.

Slowly, he inserted his cock inside it

“Oh, Bleep, yes, Bleep,” he heard himself saying, as if he needed it to assert his manliness. His cock started pounding inside her. It found a rhythm where he would move deep, pull out almost to the tip, grip her waist and would thrust inside her again.

The feeling was ecstatic. It soon became the most intense thing he had ever done. He felt his cock and balls were on fire.

In a matter of seconds, he exploded into her. It was one ejaculation that shook his body. He lay on the bed beside her to regain his breath.

“Wow!” he exclaimed. “That was an exciting one.”
She chuckled and nodded.

“You’re good, baby,” he continued. “You’re damn good.”

She smiled at him. Of course, she was good. She knew she was. He didn’t even need to tell her that.

“I need some drinks,” she said.

“No problem. There’s are some drinks in the refrigerator in the kitchen. Help yourself.”

She nodded, wore her bra and pantie and left the bedroom for the kitchen. The fridge was filled with assorted drinks, ranging from wine to brandy and malt drinks. She picked a plastic bottle of malt, took a glass cup and returned to the bedroom.

“What about mine?” he asked grinning at her.
“You didn’t tell me you need drinks.”

He smiled more. “Well, I surely do, my dear.”

“Okay.” She returned to bring his own drink. They drank and chatted. Later, she had a shower as she prepared to go.

“You’re really such a sweet girl,” he commented and handed her a wad of one thousand naira notes. “Have this.”

“Thanks.” She did not count the money. She tucked it inside her handbag.

“Thanks, dear,” she added.

“When are you coming around again?”

She briefly appeared in thought. “When did you want me to come around again?”

“What about same time the day after tomorrow?”
She nodded. “That will be okay.”

He accompanied her downstairs.

“See you, again, Rose.”

“Yeah, good bye and thanks.”


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