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All points to the fact that we should continue to be very cautious and take precautions to avoid being contracted.

I pray for recovery for all those that have contracted the virus.

Interesting.

Interesting

Cool one.

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.


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Victor couldn't keep his hands off Titi, especially off her bust. He would invite her to his one-room flat to have passionate time with her.

At the beginning, it was just the holding of hands. The action moved from French kisses to deep ones. Soon, he graduated to moving his hands over her breasts.

Victor, passion-filled, moved up the ladder by placing his hand on her cunt. Next thing was to take her hand and place in on his cock. He made her hand to rub his cock up and down over his pants. It was a tingling experience that brought further craving.

He made her to do this until he felt he had aptly put her in ‘the mood.’ With this, he moved his hand up her blouse and used his tongue to roll her left nipple even as the boob was still safely tucked inside the cup of the bra.

Deftly, he would tease the nipple and moved to the other boob. Finally, his hand went to his trousers, unzipped its fly, pulled his hard cock out, and then placed Titi's hand on it. Like an avid learner, Titi's hand caressingly circled Victor's big hard cock.

The action of continuous moving of her fingers up and down his cock would soon make him cum in a big way. She learnt what an orgasm was, not only for a man but for a lady as well.
When he did coital sex with her, the feeling of that warm, cocky monster inside her vagina did things that even her own imagination couldn't do.

She was seemingly lost in lust as her tongue played with Victor's; and –alternately - as his tongue pulled at her nipples. This was more like fantasy becoming reality. She was going to love this intimacy game after all. Prior to now, she didn't know that a pair of a man’s hands on her breasts could make her whole body tingle with such warm pleasure.

As Victor released his first cum, she felt it fall on her thighs. He moaned and muttered some inanities. Out of great curiosity, she had furtively licked some of milky liquid he released.

The taste was hard to describe. It was somehow salty while the smell was erotically musky. It gave her a tinge to do this.

Victor had taught her a lot of things, including what ‘Mouth Action’ meant. During one of their escapades, he shoved his cock inside her mouth. When her tongue took in his big and long cock for the first time, she had shuddered at the excitement that she had.

Rolling the organ in her mouth like a cucumber or like a big lollipop made her feel like fainting in excitement. That singular wild experience made her to cum twice. Conversely, for the first time, he shot his load of semen down her throat.


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Interesting episode.

Interesting.

Fascinating one.

Now, Bode was showing more than a passing interest in Gloria. At eighteen, Gloria was very much as beautiful as her mother. As a matter of fact, some people thought they were sisters and not mother and daughter.

She was only seventeen years older than her daughter. However, Gloria's beauty would surpass her mother's. For now, that was almost certain to say so.

Titi was proud of her body and her full bust. Titi didn't like to show off her body but Gloria loved to show off what she had. It was not difficult to understand: the younger one was the one that needed attention.

Gloria was yet to have a steady boyfriend, as far as her mother could tell. This was a good thing because she knew that the choice of her only daughter could turn out to be a deciding factor.

Titi had told her to bring the guy home and make proper introduction. That would not be strange: it was just what Titi had done to her mother at that age.

Victor, Gloria's father, was, initially, a sweet guy. His show of sweetness ended when she got pregnant for him. At first, he denied that he was responsible for the pregnancy.

After much bickering between the lovers, he admitted that he was responsible, but did not want the baby.

“You just have to abort it,” Victor had said as he gave her the money to do so.

Titi had pocketed the money but did no such thing. Victor had cut off all links with her. He simply did not want to have anything to do with Titi or the child. As a matter of fact, Victor got a better job at a company in Ibadan and relocated from Lagos.

Titi had not seen him since then.

Despite his big disappointment, Titi always had a mixed feeling any time she thought over her affairs with him. The most memorable aspect of that fleeting moment was that she enjoyed the moments of sexual intimacy that they had together.

Victor ‘opened’ her eyes, so to say. Till date, his cock was the biggest she ever saw. When she first saw it, she was awed. She caressed it, put it in her mouth, sucked it and finally tasted the warm sticky emissions that it gave.

She was almost hooked to it.

Then, Titi was out of secondary school and earnestly seeking admission into higher institution. At the beginning of the relationship, Victor couldn't keep his hands off Titi, especially off her bust. He would invite her to his one-room flat to have passionate time with her.

At the beginning, it was just the holding of hands. The action moved from French kisses to deep ones. Soon, he graduated to moving his hands over her breasts. Victor, passion-filled, moved up the ladder by placing his hand on her cunt.

Next thing was to take her hand and place in on his cock. He made her hand to rub his cock up and down over his pants. It was a tingling experience that brought further craving.



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Interesting.

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.


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Now, Titi was beginning to worry about her daughter. She just hoped Gloria would not be swallowed up by sex like she was. It had happened to her twice already and she definitely resolved it would never happen to her again.

It nearly ruined her life. But just when things looked so bleak, she was able to overcome. She was able to forge on despite the setbacks.

She was going to have to have a talk with Gloria about this prospective genetic defect. It would not be good if she let her have the kind of nasty experience that she, Titi, had.

She had to warn her to be very careful of its looming addiction. That she should not fall under its spell. It was a spell-binding thing that was so powerful that it became primordial and made every other thing less significant.

At the peak of it, only that special warmth you felt between your legs and the wonderful release called orgasm were the cherished desire.

Titi had loved sex from the very beginning when she practically learnt about it. From the curiosity she had as a teenager, she had come to love everything about it.

As she grew into late teenage, she could not control herself once she started having it. It became like a drug to her; like an opium. It was the stuff she couldn't resist, more and more.

What could have been the only way out was avoiding it. Yes, the only way to avoid its powerful addiction was total abstinence. But that was not easy either.

Being on her own and getting her own business started and ensuring its success had helped her stay sex free and away from its addiction, at least reasonably.

She put all into her business and resisted temptation from lustful men that were never satisfied with their wives. Her line of business was particularly tempting, but Titi had been able to have her way.

Now, Bode was showing more than a passing interest in Gloria. At eighteen, Gloria was very much as beautiful as her mother.

As a matter of fact, some people thought they were sisters and not mother and daughter. She was only seventeen years older than her daughter.

However, Gloria's beauty would surpass her mother's. For now, it was almost certain to say so.


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Nice update.