3 CUNNY FUCKERS

‘Japh owned that dick? What had he done to deserve such a blessing? How could God package that awesomeness in one man’s pelvis? ‘ she mused.
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Godwin, her boyfriend, satisfied her. He knew where to touch her. Her boobs, clit, under her ankle. He knew it all but she always thought of Japh whenever she was under Godwin. Trouble started after she accidentally saw Japh naked. He’d spent the night at Godwin’s one weekend. She’d entered the spare room to inform him that

dinner was served and had met him stark naked, in the process of pulling on his boxers. It was laying limp but looked intimidatingly ‘heavy’ between his thighs. Godwin was endowed too, but Japh was the king of dicks. Chocolate in color, it had veins on it like they wanted to pop out. The tip was shaped like a Kangol cap, big and beautiful. Lollipop, Japh’s girlfriend, was a lucky girl.



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Chi had to buy a new Blackberry just to sext with Japh. She had pictures of him naked and various pictures of his enormous penis in turgid and flaccid state. The pictures became her wank-spur. She’d had countless multiple orgasms because of Japh. Every time she closed her eyes to sleep or daydream, he was there… her illusion… fucking her. Once, whilst Godwin was fucking her, she almost screamed our Japh’s name as she climaxed a third time but caught herself. The need for him was getting too much. She needed to fuck him but she didn’t know ‘How’ she was going to work it out. Godwin would shoot her if he knew she harboured such thoughts for his friend. She had to think up a way to have Japh.
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‘I need to fuck Japh… if possible, fuck Japh and Godwin together…Those two shiny chocolatey dicks… I must fuck them together in a ménages-a-trois’ she thought in delight. ‘But how would I get Godwin to agree?’ she said to herself


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Chi didn’t fancy Porn but she needed to drop hints for Godwin and see if he would take the bait. She bought Videos that was mostly based on threesomes and crazy orgies and left them within reach. After two weeks of endless baiting, Godwin got the message. In truth, Godwin had always wanted to try out a threesome but he couldn’t bring himself to ask Chi for it. He didn’t want her to think he regarded her as cheap so he let it go. With all the subtle hints she’d been dropping, he wondered if she would be game if he asked her nicely.
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A day to Godwin’s birthday, Japh gave a condition for his attendance.
“Guy, I go bunk your side when party end oh. I no fit drive go house make Vigilante no frog jump me”. He told Godwin who didn’t seem to mind. Chi had overheard their phone conversation and was over the moon. She hoped the birthday party would avail her the opportunity to get both guys; if not together, then separately. So long as she got both dicks.
‘Cunny man die, Cunny man jubilate’ she thought and sniggered in mischievous delight.


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On the morning of his birthday, Chi woke Godwin up with her tongue. His morning wood had been huge but since he was still asleep, she decided to help him out. Thankfully, he slept in the nude so it wasn’t a difficult task to push aside his cover cloth and cover his dick with her mouth, slurping him happily till he jerked awake. He lay there, enjoying the flicking of her tongue and struggling to hold himself from exploding. After a while, she released him and smiled as he scampered into the bathroom to relieve his over-burdened bladder.
Godwin returned to the bedroom, relieved but still turgid. Chi was pleased. She pushed him on to the edge of the bed and gave him a lap dance, stark naked. Enjoying every bit of the seduction, Godwin lay back and thrust out his pelvis, using his thick dick to brush against her ass as she twerked on him. Unable to hold back her need, she sat on his dick and rode, reverse cowboy, jiggling his balls as she moved on top of him. He groaned out in pleasure, grabbing her waist and pushing into her from underneath.

She rode him for a bit and got up, kneeled before him and began to suck his dick again, lifting his legs up so she could get access to his balls. She licked and sucked the balls, pushing his legs further up so her tongue could reach his ass. Godwin began to stroke his dick while she slipped her tongue between his butt cheeks, licking his ass eagerly. She rimmed him and enjoyed his groans of pleasure, noting that he was stroking his dick more ferociously. sensing that he was overly excited, she got on top of him again and began to ride him hard, losing herself in the moment as his groans became louder and louder. He grabbed her waist and pushed into her deeper, thrusting in more avidly till her moans made him lose control.
“Chi, you’re the best… The best… best…. Arrrrggggggh…” He growled before shooting into her.
Chi got off him, satisfied that she had boxed him into a corner. She knew that Godwin didn’t like fucking more than once a day. She hoped that by evening when his party had kicked off, he would change his mind.
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That evening, a group of intimate friends of ten attended the birthday party. It was small but there was music, small chops and of course, endless supply of alcohol. They drank, danced and had a good time. Chi ensured that Godwin and Japh were plied with enough alcohol to make them tipsy but made sure she wasn’t too drunk to monitor the events of the party. At about midnight, the other guests left and Godwin staggered into his bedroom and fell asleep almost immediately leaving Japh in the living room while Chi cleaned up. She gave Japh more booze, knowing that he was already lightheaded. when he was ready for bed, she led him into the spare room to sleep.
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After cleaning up, Chi went to join him in the spare bedroom, knowing that Godwin was too drunk to wake up anytime soon. She lay on the bed with Japh and made sure her body made contact. Japh responded almost immediately. In his drunken haze, he began to touch her, thinking of Lollipop, his girlfriend. Chi responded to his touch, kissing him and touching him back. She reached for his dick and gasped in pleasure at how huge he was. His size made her very wet and she ached to have him inside her.


With her mouth watering, she covered his dick with her mouth and marveled at his scent. His private part smelled like roses and that made her suck him with relish till she gagged as he pressed himself deeper into her throat. She caressed his asshole, and felt him clench. It was the first time anyone would touch him there and he enjoyed The caress immensely. With his dick in her mouth and his asshole manipulated by her fingers, he couldn’t help the floodgates of cum after twenty minutes. Before she knew what was happening, she was on all fours, his huge dick trying to force its way into her moist pussy. It was a hard task because she wasn’t used to his size so he had to add some saliva before he could enter.
“Chineke meeee…” was all Chi could say as he burrowed in deeper, causing her simultaneous pain and pleasure.


While Japh pounded her into a screaming mess, Godwin had woken up, dazed and wondering where she was. He staggered out of his bedroom into the living room and was surprised to find it dark and empty. He headed for the spare room and heard moaning sounds coming from within. He pushed the door open a crack and found Japh fucking Chi. Strangely, he found that he wasn’t mad at the sight that befell him. Rather, he was turned on. He watched them for a bit, feeling his dick grow as Chi’s screams filled the room.

Unable to hold back any further, he walked into the room and stood before them, his dick hard and pulsating. Japh stopped momentarily, expecting the worst. Instead, Godwin placed himself before Chi, yanked off his trousers and boxers and pushed his dick in her face. Automatically, she began to suck him. Japh, seeing that Godwin wasn’t going to protest, began to fuck Chi from behind, making her whimper over Godwin’s dick in her mouth. Godwin grabbed her boobs and squeezed it as she sucked, slurped and gagged. Japh reached to caress her clit, not slowing down on his thrust and was rewarded with a whimper and frantic jerk that announced her orgasm.


But the boys weren’t done yet.
Godwin pushed her down on her back, climbed over her and pushed his dick in so swiftly, he gasped aloud. She was still in the throes of her first orgasm jerking and screaming in pleasure as Godwin stroked her insides from side to side, up and down. Japh watched them fuck, stroking his dick and craving release. Not wanting to be left out, he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it hungrily, grazing it the sensitive bud with his teeth, making her jerk her hips in in a frenzy. He did the same with the second nipple and in no time, Godwin, unable to keep from cumming, aided by her screams and her sexually contorted face, pushed in deeper and shot hermfull of spunk.


“I’m cumming… Fuck… I’m cumming… Hmmmmm…. Arrrrrrrh…” She announced as she orgasmed a second time and grabbed his ass.
Godwin, spent, rolled off her. Japh wanted to cum too. He turned on on her side, lay behind her, lifted her leg and entered her cum filled pussy. Chi jerked and gasped as thrust into her over and over again… not minding that she was tired out. He needed to climax too and was determined to do it quickly. Grabbing her leg and pushing it higher and wider, he fucked her like and animal. Godwin watched, too tired to do more than shift his position so his dick was within reach of her mouth. Desperate to do something, she pulled him closer and took him in her mouth to stop herself from screaming down the building. Godwin jerked and groaned in pleasure while Japh increased his pace. Chi’s eyes watered at the beating her pussy was getting from Japh’s huge dick but she loved it.


“Touch my clit…. Touch it…” She commanded no one in particular.
Japh reached for her clit, stroking it and fucking her hard while she sucked Godwin hungrily. Japh felt his cum build and grabbed her hair, tugging and caressing it all at once while she sucked Godwin.
Japh began to breath hard. Godwin groaned, clenching and unclenching his butt cheeks. Chi’s pussy was on fire but the clit caress had excited her so much she was on the verge of her third orgasm. All three of them groaned and moaned aloud as they came in unison. Godwin shot into her mouth.
Japh shot into her pussy.


Chi thrashed about like one possessed, her krgasm accompanied by a bad headache and parched throat.
All three of them slept together on the bed, too drunk and exhausted to move.
The next morning, everyone acted like nothing extraordinary happened. They ate and talked about the party and their other friends. Japh left the house after breakfast, while Godwin went back to sleep. An hour after Japh left, Chi got a message on her secret Blackberry. It was from Japh.
“I will fuck you over and over again Chi. And this time, i want you all to myself”.
She smiled, turned off the phone, hid it in its secret place and went to join Godwin in bed.

THE END!

THE YOUTH CORPER SEXCAPADES

It took Herculean effort on my part, to wake up 3am in the morning, every morning, for the past week and a half. I was fed up, tired, irritated, hungry, and angry, half the time. Being called an ‘Otondo Corper’ didn’t help my demeanor.

I despised the soldiers and colleagues as well, they were all so uncouth, shouting ‘double up!’ almost every time I hit the streets of Calabar camp. I had lost all zest for life, as being posted to where I didn’t want, meant to me that my life was on hold for a whole year.

Sick with anger, I was constantly on edge, and in that ‘Don’t Piss Me Off’ state of mind.
On this fateful day, my distraught emotions were amplified by a gnawing feeling of being controlled. I don’t like to be monitored or controlled. I refused to shower at the normal 3am; I had decided I wasn’t going anywhere.


“Joy, go and have your bath, they’ll soon blow the beagle” Shola said frantically, getting dressed.
She was just about the only person I could tolerate, as my bitterness wouldn’t allow me make new friends. I wasn’t feeling tolerable in that moment, and my scowl silenced any sermons she could have thrown at me about ‘stabbing the parade ground’.
My Bunkie knew better than to implore me to wake up, as she had seen the look I gave Shola. Feeling like I had just exerted authority, and broken that insignificant bit of control, I drifted into dreamless sleep.
“Come out! Come out, you fuckers!”


The deep, angry voice registered in my brain.
What the fuck? I opened one eye, and raised my head. Three soldiers were in the room. Two were waking women up, as quietly as they could, obviously assuming that we stayed behind because we were sick. The third one bawled again.


“My friend, will you stand up?! You think I give a fuck what the matter is? You people are thieves! Why don’t you go to the clinic if you’re really sick?!”
*Sigh*
‘It isn’t all black and white, Sir’ I thought to myself.
I was feeling strangely calm, and ready for anything. Not that I was expecting the worst, but in the midst of the cringing, scared women, I felt like a boss. I was on the top bunk, and could be spotted easily. I lifted my head, and put my hand under my chin.


The screaming soldier stared at me in disbelief.
“You. You!” He pointed and came towards me.
“Get down! Get the fuck down!” I slowly rolled into sitting position and jumped down from my bed.
“Sir, I’m not feeling well” I said in a mocking tone, searching my box for my medical report.
Ready to take whatever comes next, I turned to hand him my report.
I lost all coherent thoughts for five minutes; He was so tall. In spite of my 6’1 height, I felt a pang of fear, as he stared down at me, eyes narrowed. He smelled of musk and soap, the kind that drifted, had you turning your head in its direction…


I watched his mouth as he licked his lips. Oh God. The longest stare-down ever, and I was obviously staring. I felt hot between my thighs, as I imagined all the things I could have this god do to me.
I tried locking my pussy from within, but my mind was already giving me pleasure…
“You think you’re something eh?” His rude tone jarred my thoughts.
“Go and squat down like your mates!” I realized staring back at him may have infuriated him the more. I calmly went outside to squat, wriggling my big ass as I walked slowly. I had forgotten about the other two soldiers who were now leaving for other hostels.


“Tscheeew. They now left this mean one for us,” one of the women complained.
He came out and looked at our reports,  bawling like a bear.
“You fuckers think you’re smart! Faking medical reports to stay in! Lazy things! Bloody Otondos!” He barked


My legs were hurting. I didn’t care anymore, I wasn’t squatting down. That look of disbelief crossed his face again. I smiled inwardly.
Who was he, really? Was I supposed to be utterly scared of him?
“Look here. You better squat down!” He screamed
“I can’t, my legs hurt” I was getting annoyed. He turned to the other women ” All of you, double up to the parade ground!”
They raced for their lives as he said to me


‘ I’ll deal with you in this camp’. In response, I shoved my report in his direction. Snatching it from me, he almost tore it. He was shaking in anger, obviously outraged at my behavior.
If only such angry energy could be directed at fucking me, for it had been too long I had sex, this camp had cramped my style. Angry at my body’s response to this insolent soldier, I scowled as he began to undermine the report.


“This is bullshit! You have heart failure?!” He protested
“No, heart decompensating due to heart failure” I said coldly.
“Bullshit! Show me that here!” He screamed
Couldn’t he read? I moved closer to his side and began to use my finger to search for the ailment, when he slapped my hand. The bastard. Mad as hell, I turned on him and made for my hostel.
He followed me.


“Hey! Hey!!! Don’t walk out on me! Get back here and take this report!” He shouted
“Eat it, I have more copies!” I turned and spat at him.
“You fucker!! Who do you think you are eh?!” He continued
“What do YOU think that YOU are, eh? Swearing all over the place!
Did you bring us to camp?! Is it when I faint, you’ll know I’m really sick?!” I screamed back.
I was all burned out, crying that he’d dared hit me, however little the slap was, so angry that I wanted to fuck him so bad.


“You liar, you’re not sick! Keep talking that way, I’ll end you in this camp!” He screamed
“You insolent bastard, you’ll end here! You’re nobody, you can’t do…” I screamed back at him while stormed back into the hostel. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back into him, planting a hard kiss on my lips.


His silencing kiss was enough to have me cum, as I was already fired up from previously fantasizing about him taking me. I groaned as he bit on my lower lip and pushed me to the far end of the hostel, his hands on my waist. Making me face the wall, he kissed me from behind, unbuttoning my nightshirt. He grabbed my ass, squeezing and pressing them hard. Pain and pleasure followed into my body, briefly unexplainable.
“You didn’t even wear your uniform….such audacity” he whispered, sounding incredulous. I smiled, and sighed as he kissed my neck, thumb and forefingers teasing my nipples, rough palms mounding my breasts.
Finally, his anger is been directed into sex, Gawd!!!!! Now to fill my pussy with his dick, thats the only way he can pay me back for all the annoyance he caused.
I wanted more. I led his left hand in between my thighs…
“Take it all off..” He ordered.


WOW….men in uniform always turn me on, I was enjoying been ordered around.
I quickly pulled off my shorts and panties, and there I was – in all my naked glory, whimpering and almost weeping as this incredibly hot soldier finger-fucked me, playing with my tits.
“Say Stephan..” He ordered me again, nibbling my ear, I tried. I could only moan it. Shiiiit, the pleasure was killing me internally.


That was his name? Could he be any hotter? “Stephan..” I cried it out, as I buckled, but his weight supported me. I almost came, but not quite yet. I wanted his D. One hand was at his waist, unzipping his fly and dragging out the real soldier.
He brought out his dick and rubbed it all over my naked ass, pre-cum was drooling at the tip of his shaft, I couldnt wait to have that magic stick explore me. Multi-tasking himself, one hand fingering me endlessly,the other hand pressing and rubbing his hard dick over my naked soft ass.


Abruptly stopping his hands and turning me to face him, I quickly stripped him of his uniform. His penis stood at attention as  I pulled off his boxers, freeing the monster , and I suddenly became confused as to whether his huge member belonged in my pussy, or in my mouth. My pussy twitched, reminding me of unfinished business down there. Wearing only his boots, I led him to a foam on the floor.


His groan increased when I sat on him, his desire fuelled by my warm pussy, as I rode to please myself. Back facing this rogue, I must have uttered a hundred obscene things as I lost myself in indescribable pleasure. He  sat up, pushing his dick inside of me, just enough to make me cry as I poured on him. I was thoroughly insatiably wet, He held me, kissed my neck and my back as I climaxed, my butt and waist popping uncontrollably. I moaned and sobbed, the pleasure had been unbearable, he continued squeezing my boobs, grabbing them with intent of busting them.
“Ready for round two?” He asked as he laid back down and grabbed both my thighs, pulling my pussy from his dick to his mouth…


I couldn’t believe it, the way he pull me onto his mouth like a little girl. I attempted to make it a full 69, sucking on his dick as he kissed my pussy lips, nibbling on my clit, and then sucking on it.
He sucked on it so hard, I had started to feel pain, my legs were shaking. I muffled a cry as he lightly scrapped my clit with his teeth, flickered his tongue to ease the ‘pain’, then sucked on it again.
I couldn’t please him which I dint like. I could do nothing else but moan and whimper, as he finger fucked and suckled me, over and over. When my orgasm neared, he’d stop, and begin again.


I started to cry. I felt tortured, and begged for release, which he obliged. Then he did something no one had done to me before; as I climaxed, waist and back popping over his mouth, he sucked my cum out of me.
I couldn’t muffle my scream. I didn’t know what I was feeling, only that I was out of this world with unbearable ecstasy. I instinctively tried to run, but he hooked his arms under my thighs and held my bottom in a vice-like grip.


“Stephan..please” I whimpered.
I was spent, and I had done nothing for him..
Pussy hot and ringing, he released me to rise and, as I thought, satisfy him in return. He got up, and dressed. I stared at him, uncomprehending.


“I want to hear you moan again, but your people will soon return.” He said, wiping my tears of pleasure.
He kissed me in my protest. “Come to the parade ground by 11pm, for your ‘remaining punishment’..” With amusement in his eyes, he left.
Oh, I was so going!

JUST DO IT

Ebi wanted to sleep so badly. His day at the office had been long and stressful. The traffic back home gave him an instant migraine but he endured. His plan for the night was simple: eat noodles and egg, take a shower and sleep. He declined drinks with his friends because he wanted to sleep. Beer and arguments about Arsenal and Chelsea FC were not part of his Thursday night itinerary.
He finally he got home; showered and made his simple dinner. He had just placed it on the small side table in front of his sofa when his d

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oorbell rang. He thought briefly of ignoring it but whoever was outside was determined to drive him crazy because the person pressed and forget his or her hand on the bell. The ringing was atrociously loud in his ears. He stalked to the door and yanked it open with a deadly frown, without asking who was there.


Ruby’s smile did nothing to erase his frown. She skipped into the house merrily, planting a perfunctory kiss on his lips and commenced a chatter so loud, it was like the squawking of a thousand birds. He envisioned his night of peace, quiet and sleep flutter away and let out an exasperated sigh. He was going to have a fight with Ruby tonight; he just felt it in his bones. Another sigh escorted him back to the living room where he sat down and began eating. Ruby was still chattering. He didn’t know what she was going on about because he had learned a long time ago to tune her out.

“You can’t even invite me to come and eat… its not fair”
This she said as she stuck a fork into his lone egg. He watched her with mounting frustration as she took a big bite and dropped a minuscule portion back. He eyed what was left of the egg in despair.
“Why are you here?” He couldn’t help it; he had to ask.
She gave him a look reserved for aliens.
“Do you need to ask that? Look at me Baby… I’m wearing my FUCK-ME outfit and perfume; what do you think?
Her FUCK-ME outfit was a short halter dress that accentuated her full breast; laid emphasis on her slim waist and bellowed just below the waist, stopping just before her knees. The perfume was J.Lo’s Glow After Dark. Her lips were painted red and glistening and she look absolutely fuckable.
“I’m not fucking you tonight!” he announced and got up from the sofa, leaving the rest of the noodles. She didn’t appear fazed by his rejection. Instead, she picked up the bowl and proceeded to wolf down its content hungrily.
In his bedroom, he stripped off his clothes and entered the bathroom. He was still hungry but he’d rather sleep hungry than listen to Ruby chatter away with the intention of ending the night in coitus. He just wasn’t up for sex. The warm water from the shower soothed his aching body and slowly, he began to relax. He stayed longer than he normally did and when he eventually emerged from the bathroom, Ruby was laying on his bed, naked and touching herself. He watched her squeeze her breast as her fingers strummed at her pussy. She twisted slowly and turned to stare at him, her eyes dark with passion.

“Baby… come here…. come and touch me….”
He sighed. Apparently, there will be no fight tonight. His bone had tiredly misread the situation earlier. His dick stood proudly in flagrant disobedience of his mind; his erection a testimony to its traitorhood. He didn’t go to her though. But he watched her. Enjoying her show. Watched her fingers rub her pussy vigorously, his erection nodding in approval. She squeezed at her breast, sticking out her tongue to caress one nipple. That did it for him. Ruby might be an annoying chatterbox most times but she did know how to tune his sexual knob. As a matter of fact, the only reason he stayed with her for two years was because she was sexually vibrant. She could fuck. And he loved fucking her. He joined her in bed and took one nipple in his mouth. Her clit rubbing became frenzied and he knew she would climax soon.
“Stick it in baby…” She pleaded with passionate eyes.

“I’m not gonna fuck you Ruby… but I’m gonna make you cum. Just keep rubbing your clit.”
She looked disappointed but she didn’t stop rubbing that clit. He took her nipple back in his mouth, sucking on it slowly and squeezing it. Ruby was bucking now and her breathing was becoming labored. He bit the nipple softly and she moaned. He turned his attention to the other nipple, lifting himself slightly above her as he did so. His erection caressed her lap, drawing grotesque shapes with his pre-cum. Ruby grabbed his dick with her free hand and stroked it. The feel of his dick in her hand made her spread her legs wider apart as she tried to urge him to penetrate her. He didn’t. He kept sucking at her nipples.
“Ebi please … please fuck me… I can’t  be wanking when you’re this hard … This is waste of erection o” Her begging seemed urgent.

“I’m not going to fuck you because if I do, you would want more and I’m too tired.”
“Ok… don’t fuck me. Just rub the head of your dick on my clit… abeg. Do it so I can cum and I promise I’ll allow you sleep. Please Baby….”
He sighed. He needed release too but he wasn’t going to fuck her. He was serious when he’d told her that earlier. Ruby felt that the world’s problems could be solved by a good bout of  active, sweaty sex and he was getting pretty tired of it. He loved her, yes, but he wasn’t gonna spring an erection and start humping anytime her pussy showed up, clean-shaved and wet. He was working on building his sexual restraint because of her and now was a good time to test it. He positioned himself between her thighs, held his dick in one hand and stroked her clit with the dick-head. She arched and moaned aloud.
“Stroke it faster baby…” she commanded him softly.
He stroked her clit, up and down slowly; her wet pussy making his dick glide effortlessly. He was tempted… mighty tempted, to just stick it in her but he held back.

His stroking brought his dick dangerously close to her hole and it took everything ounce of self-will in him to not penetrate. Anytime his dick neared her opening, she would lift her ass slightly in an attempt to take him in. He knew what she was doing and actually smiled at her for the first time that night.
He stroked her clit faster and her breathing became shallow as she squeezed her breast and sucked at her own nipple. The sight of her sucking her own tits always drove him mad so he avoided looking at her and concentrated his gaze on her pussy. With his free hand, he spread her lower-lips wider, looking at her stiff, pulsating clit and jammed his dick on it. She screamed aloud in pleasure. He jammed it a few more times before rubbing the clit vigorously with his dick-head. Ruby’s orgasm rushed to fore and spilled through her as she screamed out her release. He didn’t stop caressing her clit with his dick, steadying her bucking hip with a hand as she trashed about on the bed.

Then, watching her face intently, he began to stroke himself. He stuck two fingers into her and felt her pussy muscles clench instinctively. The action made him stroke faster… his eyes narrowed in concentration, his thoughts dwelling on how wet his fingers were inside her. He tried to imagine his dick inside her soft moist fold and the thought propelled his excitement so high that he shot cum onto her belly. She watched him groan as cum came out is thick creamy bursts. Ruby smiled, sat up and took him in her mouth sucking out the last of his seed. He groaned aloud, grabbing her head a little roughly and jammed into her mouth, back and forth, back and forth till his dick had nothing to offer and his knees buckled underneath him. He fell back on the bed tiredly, trying to will his shaky legs to stop.
“Ebi… I can’t believe you would rather wank than fuck me. See how you tortured yourself… and me. It’s not fair o.” For someone who just swallowed sperm, she seemed really grumpy, he mused and smiled.

“Ok sorry. I’ll make it up to you in the morning before I leave for work. You know morning sex is very sweet….” he told her in between yawns. He was really sleepy now.
Thankfully, she saw it in him. She smiled in understanding and pulled the duvet over his naked body.
“I will allow you sleep; but only because I can see how tired you are.”
“I’m really tired. I had a hectic day at work” he replied stifling yet another yawn.
She leaned to kiss him. Just as her lips neared his, he remembered that she had just swallowed his cum. He dodged her lips.

“You’re not kissing me with that mouth that’s full of sperm!”
“Is it not your own?” she asked as she laughingly headed towards the bathroom to brush her teeth.
“You saw pussy and didn’t penetrate it like a crazed dog… way to go Ebi,” he cheered himself before snuggling into the soft duvet. His last coherent thought, before he fell asleep, was that he truly was building his restraint.
THE END!
QUESTION:  How many of you guys can maintain without penetrating?

THE BLUE ROOM

The BLUE ROOM was exactly what the name implied. Lit with dim blue lights, the room gave off an ambience that reeked of sex. There was a stripper pole in the middle of the room, a huge four-poster bed, a small refrigerator and a cabinet with several sex paraphernalia (hand-cuffs, whips, dildos, vibrators, lubes et al) on display. The Special Guest was seated on a chair beside the refrigerator, sipping champagne, when Lolly entered.

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She froze temporarily in her tracks. Even in the dimness, she could tell the color of his eyes. They were steel grey and they stared at her the way a hunter stares at its prey. The look unnerved Lolly but she smiled at him; the smile she used professionally. She moved further into the room, perusing the Special Guest surreptitiously. He was young; probably early to mid thirties and he was fair. His head was cleanly shaved so she couldn’t tell if he was white, mulatto or just a fortunate albino. No words were spoken. Silence was a technique she employed to make herself appear mysterious to her guests. This Special Guest didn’t seem to mind. Lolly went straight to the cabinet to extract the sex toys, wondering what his fetish would be… but his voice stilled her. Deep, baritone and commanding.

“Dance for me…”

Lolly shivered uncomfortably as she tried to make a song selection. Her instincts told her this guy was going to be a bit of a bother and she didn’t like it. She selected DIDO’s “Who makes you feel”, soaking in the soulful sound and allowed the music sway her, trance-like, towards the pole. The Special Guest watched, sipping his champagne and taking in her act without expression. Lolly twisted and twirled, climbed and spun down the pole, making almost impossible turns in the process. Her crotch-less panties exposed her core to his willing but silent gaze. He leaned back on his chair with narrowed eyes, watching her with scorching intensity. For some strange reason she wanted to give her best performance to this stranger who appeared unmoved by her antics.  As the song came to an end, Lolly started to peel off her bustier.

“Don’t… don’t remove it. Not yet”

Lolly stopped in confusion. Her gaze travelled down his trousers and she noticed the expected bulge was missing. A nagging fear started to claw at her. Could she be losing her touch, she pondered as she stood still, staring at the guy. He poured another flute of champagne and proffered it to her. She declined.

“I don’t drink alcohol.”

“Hmm… you’re missing something good. Come… sit… let’s talk”

Lolly’s brow went up in disdain. This man paid N750,000 for a private encounter and he wants to talk, she thought in disbelief. But she obliged him. She sat opposite him, her legs spread apart so he could see her goods on offer. She gave his crotch another once over. Nary-a-bulge still.

“What tricks do you plan to entice me with? Mind you, I’m a difficult man to please,” he said with a pompous smirk.

“What’s your fantasy?” She asked him right back.

His smile was like an uneven crescent, chiseled on granite.

“I have none. I fulfilled my deepest, seediest fantasies before I turned 30!”

“Then why are you here?” Her nagging fear begin to morph into a stranglehold around her gut. She wished she could just fuck him, earn the $5,000 he’s forked out for her, and be out of here.

“For kicks… to see if you’re still human beneath that aloof, slutty carcass.”

Lolly took a shaky breath. The Special Guest, not taking his eyes from her, brought out a small pill phial from his trouser pocket and extracted two blue pills from it. He popped the pills into his mouth and washed them down with champagne. He offered the phial to Lolly but she declined with a shake of her head. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back on the chair, his eyes narrowed to slits.

“Give me what you’ve got”

Lolly’s relief was evident. She was now on familiar turf. She sat on the bed and leaned back slightly, reaching down with eager fingers to touch herself. Not taking her eyes off his face, she rubbed her clitoris gently with one hand and grabbed the remote control of the sound unit with the other hand, punching the buttons softly before tossing it back on the bed. The bass boom of the song “Find Your Love” by DRAKE came on, loud, clear and thumping. Lolly was a music buff with eclectic preferences in songs. Toni often told her that her mind was a lyrical archive. She heard the Special Guest inhale noisily as she worked on herself. She was suddenly so horny, her senses heightened by three cups of marijuana tea, the smell of her own juices, the somewhat feral stare from her guest and the sound of Drake’s voice. Lolly wanted her moist core to be impaled by a very stiff, throbbing penis. Her tempo increased as she thought of Micky the bartender – her ever randy, heavily endowed 25 year old plaything. She spread her legs further apart,  working her fingers in precise circular motions over her pulsating clitoris. The Special Guest watched her in silence though his eyes had darkened. They kept flickering down to her crotch as she worked her fingers in prolific maneuvers that made her moan softly. Through passion glazed eyes, she noticed a scar on the side of his head and thought it made him look sinister.

She stiffened when he moved abruptly towards her, pulling her to her feet. For her height, she only managed to reach his shoulder. Then he leaned in an attempt to kiss her but she turned her face away, avoiding his lips. He grabbed her face forcefully and glared at her.

“I— I don’t do kisses,” she mumbled in fear.

His forceful grip on her chin reminded her of a drug crazed guest she once entertained. The guy had feasted on a cocktail of cocaine, marijuana and Red Label and had gone crazy. He’d pulled Lolly from the pole in the middle of her private dance routine and hit her hard on her face. The slap made her reel in shock and she fell with an unbecoming thud. Before she could regain her composure, the guy hit her again, smiling morbidly and stroking his small, misshaped penis. Lolly’s face stung from the slaps but she didn’t scream or wail in pain. She bore it like a trooper. Then the guy had a flashbulb moment. He got a whip from the cabinet and thought by flogging her viciously, his penis could increase in size and girth. Neither happened. He hit her till she bled. Luckily, Austin had been watching her via CCTV in his office. The BLUE ROOM had a hidden camera and Austin had tapes of every sordid act that went on in there. Austin bamboozled his way into the BLUE ROOM and roughly yanked the whip from the guy who seemed to have ejaculated at the sight of Lolly’s blood. Several strategic blows later, the unconscious patron was whisked out while Toni took Lolly to a private hospital. She had been unable to work for two weeks and Austin’s mood during that period was near murderous.

“My dear, for $10,000, you WILL marinate in golden showers if I want you to. Now kiss me. And make it worth my while” he growled.

Not wanting to aggravate him, Lolly slowly touched her lips to his in a gentle kiss, her tongue flicking as she tried to gain access into his mouth. He remained resolutely still, like a statue, but his lips were surprisingly soft. She nibbled at them teasingly and felt his heartbeat quicken in response. Suddenly, he pushed her away in disgust and turned his back to her with a furious snort. Lolly’s confusion and frustration threatened to spill. What did this man want and why doesn’t he just say it, so she could get this over with and go home? Her thoughts were furious but she remained calm.

“Thrill me…” he commanded, not bothering to turn around.

“I’m trying to do so but it’s kinda hard to defrost a statue.” The words tumbled out before she could stop them.  Surprisingly, he had a smile on his face when he turned to look at her.

“I’m not supposed to teach you how to thrill me, seeing as you’re the professional, but you could start by grabbing my balls.”

That was the only clue Lolly needed. She pulled his zipper down and reached into his trousers, snaking past his flaccid penis as she reached for his balls. They felt soft and squashy as she gently tugged and juggled them between her fingers.  His eyes never left her face; staring at her with those piercing grey eyes as she tried to make him come alive. Her mouth itched to taste him, a crave she suddenly had to satisfy. Without breaking her gaze from his, she knelt and took him in her mouth. Lolly sucked on his penis, rolling her tongue around his dick-head, eliciting soft suction sounds. She was rewarded by a lazy nod from his shaft. She kept at it, sucking with an intensity that could probably extract blood from most. His penis only achieved 20% turgidity. After several intense attempts, the futility of her act hit her. He couldn’t get it up. This man paid The Maximum just to make her work hard, knowing she couldn’t please him. Lolly was temporarily floored but not for long. This was a sexual challenge; she had never balked from a sexual challenge and she wasn’t going to do so now. She got up and stood before him, expressionless. He’s defiant smirk masked his secret insecurity.

“You and I know I can’t thrill you.”

He said nothing. Instead, he walked back to the the chair and sat down, lifting his champagne flute to his lips.

“So… do I get a refund?”

Lolly stared at him in silence for a bit while her mind zapped through possible remedies on how she could deal with his situation.

“I paid alot of money to get laid yet here I am, drinking champagne and watching a supposed professional act clueless. Austin should stop giving you so much props.” His words cut her deep.

“And what makes you think you’re not gonna get laid? ” she asked him with a confidence she didn’t feel.

He looked down at his open crotch and back at her.

“Is that a trick question? Or is there a joke in there that I missed?” he spat out with a frostiness  that matched his eyes.

Lolly punched the remote control again. This time, LANA DEL REY’S “Born to die” comes on. Lolly decided on another approach. If she couldn’t please him, he should please her. She stood astride him, her crotch directly above his face.

“Eat me.” Her voice was soft but firm. He gave her a look of utter contempt.

“What’s the problem? Never eaten pussy before?” she asked, challenging him with her eyes.

“Not a whore’s pussy”

His insult didn’t faze her.

“Try it. It just might be the nourishment you need.” Her challenging gaze didn’t waver.

He threw her challenging look back at her then dug his teeth into her thigh, just above her garter stocking. Lolly was shocked at the impact. She knew the bite was going to leave a bruise but quickly forgot the pain as his teeth found another spot and sank in. This time, the bite was less vicious. A small sigh escaped her as his breath fanned her moistness, while his teeth grazed along her inner thigh and slowly traveled up to the center. Her legs trembled slightly as his tongue made contact with the soft lips of her feminine core. She smelled like flowers and musk and he wanted to draw out her nectar and taste it. His tongue ran the length of her lips, blowing air before burrowing into her. Lolly gasped and held his shoulders for support. He continued to dig into her with his tongue, occasionally stopping to suck on her clit and graze it with his teeth. Lolly felt herself tethering towards climax and pushed his head away. She reached for him and was pleased to see that he was 40% turgid. His slow progress pleased her.

She walked up to the cabinet and got out fluffy handcuffs and a belt and took them to the bed. She beckoned him to join her and he did so without protest. Lolly pushed him on to the bed roughly and quickly cuffed both his hands to the bedpost. She wasted no time in stripping him naked. His steely eyes stared at her, wondering what magic she was about to work. She smiled at him as she fastened the belt around his neck like a noose. The room fall silent as the music stopped. Lolly punched continuous replay on the remote control and “Born to die” came back on. She tossed her bustier aside and straddled her Special Guest. She tugged at the end of the belt and it tighten a little around his neck.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he asked in outrage.

In response she tugged at the belt again, its makeshift noose tightening further around his neck. His face reddened. She reached behind her and gently grabbed his penis, giving it long, measured strokes. His steel grey eyes watched her in unexpected trepidation. A few strokes later, she tugged on the belt and his face reddened even more.

“Erotic asphyxiation,” he managed to blurt out though his voice sounded choked. “You sick bitch! Untie me now!!!

Lolly smiled. She felt him grown in her palms, his penis throbbing furiously. He was 75% hard and she could feel the slippery essence of his pre-cum on her palms. Maintaining a firm hold on the belt, she fell on his penis like a hungry hyena, lapping and sucking off any slimy residue. She stole a look at him and saw the strain on his face as he trashed about, trying to free himself from the cuffs. He was near his sexual precipice and she knew he would shoot his load in no time. With an expertise, borne from years of practice, Lolly straddled him and slowly settled on his penis, helping to guide it into her core. She tugged on the belt and heard him gag and gasp for air. She also felt him harden to the maximum inside her. She let go of the belt, and slowly began to ride him, moving her hips with ease. He struggled to free his hands but the action only made her more excited. She bounced on his shaft, luxuriating in it reluctant fullness. She felt him stiffen and knew he was about to shoot. She leaned forward and took one of his nipples in her mouth, grinding her hips on his and making sure her elongated clit rubbed on the base of his dick.

“Arrrrgh…. Gaaaawd dammit! Gaaaaawd dammit! Fuck you… Fuck you…. Fuck yoooooou….”

She felt him fill her up and watched him trash about; his head, face and upper torso so red they looked like they would explode. Lolly got up and took him in her mouth. He jerked at the impact of her lips on his penis and started to convulse as she milked the last residue of his release with her mouth. His epileptic jerks would have frightened another but not Lolly. This was like a school science project… tricky but with a solution. A solution worth $5000 for her and another $5000 for Austin. She didn’t stop drinking from him until she felt him go still. Deathly still. She looked up and saw him gasping, his steel grey eyes wide open in bewilderment.

Lolly un-cuffed him and removed the belt from his neck. She picked up her bustier and stared at him with a look akin to pity. He was still on the bed, naked, legs apart and hands in cuff mode. He was too weak to get up. Watching him, she realized he looked way younger after sex; his grey eyes glistening with a mixture of emotions. She felt his cum slide down her thighs in slow, slimy motion but didn’t bother to wipe off. She was going to take a shower anyways.

“Are you gonna be ok?” She asked him, the barest hint of concern tingeing her voice.

He didn’t respond. She didn’t expect him to. She turned and left the BLUE ROOM. The Special Guest mumbled something incoherent as he gazed unseeingly at the ceiling of dim blue lights.

Austin, Toni and the DJ peeled their eyes off the small CCTV in Austin’s office. An uncomfortable silence settled between them.

“Well! Lolly is priceless isn’t she?” Toni piped. He had to break the silence.

“She is De Luna. She is what makes De Luna the best strip-club in this axis. I might have to increase her pay. She’s worth an increase” Austin said this with a confidence that spoke of something deeper.

Toni and DJ exchanged uncomfortable looks. Austin caught the look.

“What? You don’t think she deserves a raise after what you just saw?”

Toni sighed, rolled his eyes and announced.

“Listen, Lolly plans to quit next month. She says she’s made enough money for her to start life all over again. She was going to tell you herself but… oh-well” Toni shrugged nonchalantly.

“She wants to elope with Micky,” the DJ added.

Austin fell silent. He didn’t utter a word after that. Toni and the DJ knew the news would break Austin’s heart so they slipped out of his office to allow him mourn the impending loss of his star act. On the CCTV, The Special Guest could be seen staggering around, trying to find his clothes. But Austin didn’t notice him as he stared at the screen unseeingly.

Lolly couldn’t leave him… not when De Luna had become a hotspot. He thought furiously. He couldn’t afford for Lolly to leave. It was too much of a financial risk; one he wasn’t willing to take. He whipped out his cell phone and made a call. The person at the other end picked up with a knowing grunt.

“Hey Akeem, its Austin. I need a favor… I need a certain bar-tender taken care of…”

THE END

WHAT SHE WANTED

It looks like once again, her orgasm was her own damn business.
She sighed loudly as Yemi pulled out of her and laid on the bed, breathing heavily.
“That was amazing, Titi. Was it good for you?” He asked her.
He does this every time after sex. Like he wanted some sort of scores sheet. Or maybe he wanted some reassurance that his less-than-average sized dick worked for her.

And every time, she lied.
“It was great honey. You always rock my world.” She said, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
Yemi smiled, gave a loud yawn and closed his eyes.
She loved him. She really did. And outside of the bedroom, their relationship was almost perfect. They have been dating for over a year and she enjoyed hanging out with him. He made her laugh and he excites her. Well, except when it comes to sex. Titi knew he tries his best, but damn, she would kill for a big, fat cock right about now.



She decided to settle for her big, fat, vibrator.
As she reached for the bedside drawer to retrieve it, she heard the knock on the door.
She checked the clock. 9 pm. Who could that be?
She dragged her naked self out of the bed and bent to pick up the red silky nighty that Yemi loved to see her in.
As she headed to the main door, she caught a reflection of herself through the mirror.
Her big brown eyes, luscious lips a long legs were some of her best assets.
‘Who is there?” She called out upon reaching the main door
“It’s Danny,” a voice called back.
Danny is the next door neighbour. A very shy and quiet young man. Titi often wondered how someone so good looking could be so timid.
“Hi Dan.” She said as she opened the door. “Whats up”
“Hey. I was wondering if I could borrow your BB charger, mine crapped out on me an hour ago.”
“Oh, okay.” She went in to get it.
“But you should know, my charger acts funny sometimes. You have to plug it just right or it will keep tripping of and on.” She told him as she returned. “You know what, let me just come with you so I can help you plug it in”
“Oh cool. Great.” Danny said with a smile.
In Danny’s living room, Titi proceeded to plug the charger into his extension box. As she bent over, she felt an odd breeze that reminded her that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She stood up to adjust her nightwear and caught Danny’s eyes gazing at her behind. She smiled to herself and bent over to continue attempting to help him charge his phone. She stole a quick glance at Danny. His eyes were, as she expected, still on her ass. But what took her breath away was his growing erection. She promptly dropped what she was doing and stood up as she noticed it. The motion caused Danny to realize that he had been lost staring at his hot neighbour’s ass.


“ohh… uhmm.. sorry. Are you done?” He asked her, hoping she didn’t notice his lustful stare.
Titi ignored him. She was so horny, she unashamedly kept staring at the bulge in his shorts. Like some dazed freak, she reached her hand under her nightie to stroke herself. She was dripping wet. No surprise there. She wondered how long Yemi would be asleep. She wondered if she can persuade Dan to take off his shorts. She wondered how long before her already weak knees gave way. It was getting too difficult to stand as desire took over her.


Danny watched her as she stroked her pussy beneath herself as she watched his dick. His breath caught in his throat as she walked towards him. She gently unzipped his short and pulled it down. Before he could say anything, her mouth was on him.
His cock was bigger than she thought. And the more she sucked and licked, it kept getting bitter. She wanted him to fuck her. She needed him to fill her with the huge cock and tear her pussy with it. She led Danny’s hands to her breasts. He needed no telling twice as he began stroking the two beautiful mounds on her chest. Titi moaned. She grabbed his cock and began eagerly working it with her hands.
She turned her back to him, Took off her dress, bent over and with legs wide apart, she moaned.
“Fuck me, Fuck me hard. You know you want to. Stick that large cock in and make me cum harrrrd.”
He did. he grabbed her ass and slid slowly inside her. She moaned even louder as he filled her in a way no other guy ever did. She bit her lips to keep from screaming as he began to fuck her hard.
Danny held on tight to the sexy ass and continued fucking her so damn hard, she was shaking with pleasure. She wanted more. She wanted him to hurt her and she let him know it.
Danny spanked her hard. Dug his nails into her butt and was rewarded by her satisfied moan. She begged him to keep going.


“Fuck me! Make it hurt! Pull my hair!.”
He did as he was told. The sounds she made turned him on so badly that he was feeling his dick throbbing with pleasure inside her. He felt her cum hard around his dick. He felt the waves and waves of orgasm that overtook her and it became too much to bear.
Reaching to feel those breasts one more time, he gave in to his own urgent climax.
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As she sneaked back into bed beside her man, Titi could still feel the sweet. sweet, after effect of being fucked by a big, strong dick. She knew she would knock on his door again. She knew she would let Danny do naughty things to her and she would do freaky things to him too. This is just the beginning. She would keep her amazing boyfriend while getting the good dick from her next door neighbour.
Who says a girl can’t have it all?

FUCKING THE BEACH PROSTITUITE

He had done well for himself. He had abstained for 2 weeks… 2 grueling weeks. He had to admit that though he felt a tiny bit of pride that he was keeping to his resolution, he was on the verge of imploding… Sexually and physically. Dan needed to fuck. He knew his limits and knew he couldn’t deny himself the need anymore. Dan had to hav

e his fix. If he didn’t, he might probably end up fucking his girlfriend like a beast and he couldn’t afford to do that. It was bad enough that she dreaded making love with him… He’d been told that he too rough and fucked without finesse. He’d lost several girlfriends that way his present girlfriend was on the verge of leaving him. He’d tried to watch romantic movies, to learn the pacing of thrusts and how to fuck a girl without turning her pussy to minced meat. He’d tried to practice the moves he saw in those movies… Sadly, whenever he did that, he lasted for hours and his girlfriend would turn dry and begin to complain.


 The rougher Dan fucked, the quicker his release. He needed release badly. He hadn’t fucked in 2 weeks and his balls were literarily heavy. Tonight, he was going to go to the beach and look for Kweh, his favorite prostitute. She was the only woman, thus far, that took his dick without complaint and seemed to enjoy fucking him.

He found a parking spot in front of a bank. It was 9pm and the security guard didn’t fuss when Dan promised to lace his palm with some notes if his car was watched with care. Then he made his way towards Kuramo beach. He ignored the usual revelers drinking and listening to music. The air smelled of Barbecued chicken, fish and cigarette smoke. Of course the occasional whiff of hemp assailed his nostril and made him shake his head. He never could comprehend why anyone smoked hemp. During outings with his friends and a few of his colleagues, some of them would whip out their well- wrapped joint and smoke it with glee. He’d heard that hemp gave some guys longevity, something he didn’t need. His, was natural and was becoming a burden on his relationship.

Antwi was the first to spot him. She rolled her eyes and spoke in her dialect, alerting the other girls of his arrival. Dan was well known in this particular joint. KPAKPALE was a popular spot at the beach. They sold booze, barbecued chicken/fish and provided entertainment in the form of makossa dancing. One could also fuck the makossa dancers for a fee. Dan was a Friday regular… The owner knew him and appreciated his patronage. All the dancers knew him and quite a few of them appreciated his penis.  Sadly, quite a number of them had unsavory pussy tales from their exploits with Dan. All in all, he was a welcome patron because he bought booze, tipped generously and even compensated any girl he bruised.

He was just in time for the first dance act. He ordered his beer and fish and leaned back to watch the dancers wine and jack their waist seductively to the beat. One of the girls even gave him a lap dance… Grinding on top of him and making lewd promises with her eyes. Dan didn’t like her. He had fucked her in the past. Though she had a passable sex-game, her pussy was loose and had no grip. She had enjoyed the session but he hadn’t. Dan avoided picking her whenever Kweh was not around.  After his lap dance, the lady left him in peace to enjoy his beer and fish and went off to twerk for some other patron. Dan looked around worriedly. He was yet to spot Kweh. He hoped and prayed that she wasn’t absent. She was the only woman he knew that could fuck him well and match his sexual longevity. Kweh was a dancer cum prostitute and the best fuck he had ever had.

The owner of KPAKPALE approached Dan with a broad smile and sat opposite him.

“Oga Dan… Long time. We’ve not seen you here in 2 weeks. You travel?”

Dan smiled wryly at Big Bongo. He was a bear of a man but with a soft, almost feminine voice. His gentle looks belied a shrewd, no nonsense businessman. Big Bongo smiled with everyone but if any patron  couldn’t pay for whatever they’d consumed, Big Bongo morphed into an orangoutang. No one tested Big Bongo.

“I’ve been around o; work has been really hectic” Dan explained to him.

” I can imagine. But I pray that God will continue to bless our hustle, eh?” Big Bongo said.

Dan finished his fish and washed it down with beer, then smiled broadly at Big Bongo.

“Amin o…. Eheh… Big Bongo, I have not seen Kweh. Is she inside?” Dan asked with ill-disguised interest.

Everyone knew he liked Kweh and enjoyed ‘engaging’ with her. There was no point masking his intention for being here.

“Ah…! Kweh is not here again. She got married and has gone to live with her husband in Gabon.”

Mouth agape in shock, Dan felt his heart constrict painfully. ‘His Kweh was married? His Kweh that made him groan like a little boy and had the ability to make him nut after a few thrusts, was married? Just 2 weeks away and some bastard wifed her up?’

“…But I have a new girl. You will like her. She is just like Kweh. In fact, they are cousins… From the same family”

Big Bongo beckoned at a guy. When the guy approached, he spoke rapidly in their dialect, obviously dishing out instructions. The guy nodded and walked away. Dan had moved past the temporary heart break he experienced on hearing of Kweh’s exit and was now silently sieving through the rest of the dancers for possible replacement. The need to fuck was more important than grieving over Kweh’s absence. He noticed a young buxom girl approaching. She was dressed in her dancer’s costume. Her belly was not flat but her skin was fresh, flawless and tight. Despite her near rotundness, she bore no signs of stretch marks or cellulite on her laps. Dan was sure this young girl was not a day older than 20. She stood beside Big Bongo and looked down respectfully.

“This is my new girl… I brought her in last week. She cannot speak English very well but she understands. She is Miameh. And she can wine the waist very well.”

Big Bongo said something in his dialect and Miameh began to dance, shaking her waist while the rest of her body remain stationary. Dan’s eyes widened. He watched her shake, wine and roll her butt and felt his dick stirring. The girl stopped dancing and gave him a shy, knowing smile. She knew her brief dance had excited him. Dan turned to Big Bongo.

“I’ll manage her for today… But I’m not happy Kweh left. I doubt if anyone can replace her.”

“Miameh will surprise you Oga Dan… Bet me?” Big Bongo said with a leery smirk before smacking Miameh on the butt. The young girl smiled shyly and Dan spotted a dimple on her cheek. He liked girls with dimples… He looked at her baby-face then nodded.

“I’ll take Miameh” Dan announced.

Big Bongo was the unofficial pimp for his dancers. No one took them anywhere without going through him. It was his way of protecting his girls from ritualists and murderers. You had to have Big Bongo’s trust to be able to take any girl out of KPAKPALE. Patrons that Big Bongo did not trust were afforded the opportunity to have their’time-out’ with his girls in a small back room where they could engage in quickies with any dancer of their choice. Dan drank two more bottles of beer and watched the girls. Miameh had joined the dance this time. He watched her shake, jack and twerk her ass with ease and knew that alot of the other patrons had their eyes on her. She was the new meat on the block and Dan felt a little smug that Big Bongo had reserved her for him.

The hotel Dan chose was tucked between two buildings. It did not look like a hotel, which was why Dan liked it. He drove into the compound, parked his car and led Miameh into the building. The young girl had changed into jeans and a T-shirt. Her ass filled the jeans and made her look very sexy. He suspected that she must have showered but he didn’t want to take any chances.

 She had to shower again. In the room, he inquired nicely if she wanted anything to eat. She said no and began to undress for the business of the night. Seeing as Dan didn’t really know her, he felt slightly uncomfortable and  unnerved as she undressed. She wasted no time and got naked in a blink. Her ample but slightly droopy breasts stared him in the face and he felt his dick stir a little. Surprisingly, her pubis was shaved clean and he could make out her fleshy pussy-lips. The thought of her pussy made him stiffen even more and his dick strained through the crotch of his trousers.

Dan pointed towards the bathroom and motioned her to go in and take her bath. She obeyed and disappeared into the bathroom. In her absence, he felt less self-conscious and actually undressed. He turned on the air conditioner and sprawled on the bed with a smile. He closed his eyes and thought of Kweh, casting his mind back to the last time he’d been with her. The thought made him so hard that he began to stroke his dick. He was still deep in thought and stroking himself when Miameh emerged from the bathroom. She watched him pleasuring himself and smiled. She’d heard about him from the other dancers and really looked forward to fucking him. Dan’s eyes opened just in time to see Miameh walking towards him. She was naked and her body seemed a lot more curvy in the nude. 

Though her stomach still bulged a little. He missed Kweh’s slim body with her incredibly huge ass. What Miameh’s lacked in curves, she made up for in ample bosom and pretty face. Kweh was ugly but had a trophy- worthy body and sex-game.

He motioned for her to kneel before him on the bed, in doggy style. He slipped on a condom while Miameh did as he instructed. Holding his pulsating dick, Dan’s eyes glistened in feverish anticipation as his dick entered her slowly. His was 5 and a half inch long penis but it was unbelievably fat and the dick-head was abnormally large. Miameh clenched as the massive dickhead dug into her painfully. The thought of  fucking as his heart desired made him a little impatient and he jammed his length into her. Miameh yelped in pain and almost jerked away but Dan anticipated the move and grabbed her waist to stop her from fleeing. He began to thrust into her, making sure he jammed her hard enough to make her first moan came out in a scream. The scream excited him so much, he rammed into her in quick successions; his fat dick and huge dickhead causing friction in her pussy. Miameh let her head fall down, thus thrusting her ass further up in the air. She screamed into the mattress, her hands reaching out and grabbing any and everything it came in contact with.

Dan fucked her fast… He fucked her with fury… He fucked her hard… He fucked her till she began to whimper in genuine pain. 

She reached to press at her lower abdomen, feeling her whole body jiggle with every thrust he delivered. She spoke in her dialect, trying to move away from the bullish thrusts but Dan’s grip on her hips were like a vice. he thrust faster, S if possessed by a demon and Miameh’s orgasm burst forth involuntarily, making her scream so loud that her voice caught and came out in labored gasps. Dan wasn’t remotely ready to cum yet and Miameh’s legs seemed to be shaking so bad. He removed his dick from inside her allowed her fall back on the bed with a tired sigh. She turned on her back, still panting. Dan’s dick was still turgid and her eyes widened with sudden fear. He removed the condom and wore a fresh one. Miameh sat up suddenly as she realized that he still intended to fuck her. She winced as she felt pain in her lower abdomen. Dan turned to find her seated on the bed, a pillow between her thighs. She was shaking her head in the negative with a frightened look on her face.

“Miameh, what is it?” He asked while stroking his dick.

“No… No… No… E pain… No. E no fuck…” She told him.

“Oh… Come Miameh… Sorry… I will do small-small this time. Sorry.” He pleaded with her.

Still she refused and began to get dressed. Dan tried to explain that he would be more tender but seeing as she couldn’t communicate back in English or proper pidgin, he became frustrated. He needed to cum and didn’t want her to leave the room without an orgasm. With a final resigned sigh, Dan got out some money from his pocket and handed it to her. Miameh looked at the money hesitantly then looked at him. He was supposed to pay her Five thousand naira for the night but he willingly handed her eight thousand naira. He could see that the money was a huge temptation. He smiled reassuringly at her and she reluctantly took the money, counted it and slipped it into her pocket. She motioned at him to be more gentle and he nodded in agreement.

Miameh removed her clothes and lay on the bed, spreadeagled. Dan’s dick had shrunk to nothingness and the condom hung on it like a badly fitted glove. He encouraged her to touch herself so he could watch. She began to touch herself, rubbing her clit lazily and squeezing at her breast with her other hand. Dan watched her, his dick coming alive with amazing speed. He pull the condom over his dick, scrutinizing it suspiciously to be sure there was no tear in it. Then he positioned himself above Miameh, lifting one of her legs and placing it on his right shoulder. then he guided his dick into her. Impulse wanted to make him ram in but Miameh’s pussy wasn’t too wet and made any attempt at ramming into her near impossible. So he inched into her, slowly, going in and out…

 Making sure he got in deeper with every move. Miameh whimpered and Dan almost jammed in but he knew he would bruise her badly  and tear the condom if he did, so he patiently dug in till his full length was embedded in her. He remained still but he was throbbing madly inside her. She became increasingly wet and he began to thrust slowly. As his thrusts increased, her pussy moistened the more. She began to moan more loudly as he delivered faster thrusts. Dan grabbed her second leg and flung it over his shoulder and leaned forward; bracing himself on his hands. He began to pound her pussy mercilessly. Miameh screamed out and grabbed his arm. 

Dan fucked her so hard that she let out a fart and peed. The warm liquid slid down her pussy and formed a track town to her anus then landed on the bed in a torrential flow. The urine also helped moisten her pussy that was already on fire from the sexual assault it was receiving. Miameh began to push at Dan, trying to make him get up but Dan didn’t stop. Instead, he kept fucking her till his eyes glazed over then rolled up, like he was about to convulse. He let out a loud grunt and clenched his butt hard as he climaxed. He fell tiredly on her, his full weight almost smothering her. The energy he had exerted made him too weak to roll himself off her, so Miameh helped shove him off her. She winced in pain at the pain in her pussy and her lower abdomen.

She lay beside him for a few seconds, trying to gather her breath. Dan reached for her weakly but she evaded him and scooted to the far end of the bed. He gave her a puzzled look. Miameh avoided his gaze and managed to get off the bed, wincing in pain as she moved. She began to get dressed. Dan watched her in resignation. From the look on her face, he knew she would never agree to be with him again. He couldn’t blame her though. She finished dressing up  and removed her cellphone from her small, shabby bag. She made a call, speaking rapidly in her dialect. She nodded severally  and turned to give Dan the stink eye before continuing her conversation. Dan managed to sit up but that singular action put fear in her and she rushed to the door, thinking he was going to come after her. Instead, he removed the used condom and tossed it carelessly on the floor. Miameh ended her call and opened the door.

“Miameh, wait… Let me get dressed and go drop you back at KPAKPALE.” He told her.

Instead, she broke into a stream of words that he couldn’t understand but suspected to be insults. Then she splayed her fingers at him in the popular “waakaa” abuse… Opened the door and stalked out of the hotel room wincing and muttering. Dan sighed and laid back on the bed tiredly. There and then, he made up his mind to end his visit to KPAKPALE start his search for a girl that could withstand his mode of lovemaking elsewhere. He doubted if a normal girl would be able to fuck him and not complain. He yawned tiredly and reluctantly dragged himself off the bed to lock the door before falling back on the bed. He was thirsty but he was too tired to dial room-service to get water. He covered himself with the duvet and pondered warily if Ayilara prostitutes still exist or operate.

THE FINE ART OF DEEP PENIS THRUSTING

When it comes to sexual intercourse, many women would be delighted – in more ways than one – if their men viewed thrusting as something more than just a race to the finish line. Thrusting is a wonderful time for loving couples to touch, kiss and even dialogue – whether whispering sweet nothings or engaging in dirty talk. Thrusting can also encourage intimacy and a sense of connection. Couples who believe the sole reason for thrusting is to achieve orgasm often end up suffering from mechanical sex that is devoid of any emotional depth and lasting enjoyment.

Faster…harder…deeper…slower…the man who learns to vary his thrusting technique during penetrative sex will not only be able to last longer, he will be rewarded with greater arousal and delight for both himself and his partner.

That Memorable First Thrust

I am going to let you in on a little secret. Many women, once aroused, consider the very first penis thrust to be one of their most favourite parts of intercourse. Make it amazing and send her soaring by asking her exactly how she would like your first stroke. Is she in the mood to be teased with a few shallow thrusts, having you enter her only an inch or two?  Would she prefer you enter her halfway while circling your hips? Or does she like one luscious thrust right to the hilt? Once she shares her preference with you, respond accordingly.

The Shallow Thrust

A women’s vagina is really quite remarkable; it changes shape with each penis thrust during intercourse allowing every stroke to stimulate thousands of nerve endings and increase her sexual pleasure. For the majority of women, the most sensitive part of her honey pot is actually the opening and up to an inch or so deep. When a woman is aroused, this part of her vagina also becomes the tightest.


Shallow thrusting enables the tightest part of her vagina to wrap around the most sensitive part of your manhood; just below the head. So shallow thrusting allows the ridge around your penis to stimulate this tight, sensitive part of her fiery furnace; making shallow thrusting an extremely enjoyable experience for both of you.
For those men who have a penis with a compact head and is thicker around the middle of the shaft; try putting the thickest part at her vaginal opening for better stimulation.

The Deep Penetration Thrust

Unless your penis is really long or your woman’s vagina is really shallow, deep penetration can be quite heavenly for both of you. Deep thrusting is excellent for G-spot stimulation. It also allows you to position your pelvic bone directly onto her clitoral region permitting her to rub against it to help trigger a clitoral orgasm. Deep thrusting also enables your penis to tug on the inner lips (labia minora) of her vagina for a longer period of time which can also provide more stimulation to her clitoral region. Some women find deep thrusting to the back of their vagina highly pleasurable when approaching orgasm because that area is sensitive to stretching and pressure and the deep strokes will make sure your penis is there for her to contract around.


There may be times during deep penetration thrusting when your rigid shaft slams against your woman’s cervix causing her pain.Try waiting until she is highly aroused before deep thrusting because an aroused cervix actually rises up allowing it (hopefully) to get out of the way of your deep strokes.

Combination Thrusting

Mixing up the thrusting between shallow and deep strokes is certainly something you and your partner will want to try. Some Tantric sex masters caution against continuous deep thrusting during penetrative sex.They believe that the vagina does best with a ratio of five to nine shallow thrusts to every deep thrust. Another thrusting technique involves starting with a ratio of seven shallow thrusts for every deep thrust and then counting down until the ratio is one shallow thrust to one deep thrust. Try different combinations to determine what works best.

What Kind of Thrusting Does She Want?

Contrary to what you may have seen in porn, not all women enjoy having their most secret place rammed deep and furious during intercourse. Some women prefer a slower more sensual thrusting rhythm. There are, of course, some women who prefer both; a slow start that ends with a hard finish. A great way to determine what strokes work best for your partner during intercourse is when she is in the woman-on-top or “cowgirl” position.This allows you to watch and feel how she moves up and down your erect shaft helping you discover which parts of her vagina she focuses the head on.

 Does she just ride the head of your penis or does she slam down repeatedly on your entire shaft for deeper penetration? Does she ride rhythmically up and down or does she keep your manhood deep inside her and rub her clitoris on your pubic bone? Does she lean forward or backward?  Does she fondle her breasts or clitoris while your penis is inside her? How does she help with the speed and rhythm?  Where does she look? Where does she touch you? Pay attention and you will soon discover what kind of thrusting gives her the most pleasure.
After experimenting with different modes of thrusting, you and your partner will no doubt end up with a variety of styles to choose from. Will it be hot and frantic, fun and playful, slow and gentle, passionate and intense or deep and sensuous?  The choice is entirely up to you…♥

FRIDAY SEX PARTY

 

Sex is boring…end of!”

With that proclamation, Keka finished off the last pizza, daring anyone on the table to utter a word of condemnation for her mega appetite. This was the usual Friday evening gathering of friends, consisting of three boys and four girls; all childhood friends with nothing but loving memories of growing up, sharing relationship highs and lows and the occasional money rifts. The conversation on the table had shifted rapidly from football to home videos to American movies to mojo… it settled on mojo and surprisingly, refused to budge. Her motley crew were discussing the frills and thrills of sex and like the killjoy she was, Keka  and her disdain were an unpleasant twosome in the convo.

The gasp of outrage from her friends were audible even from the next table. To them, Keka had just committed sacrilege with her mouth and the gods of coitus was sure to strike her “Orege Junction” numb.
“You always say this and I think its because you’re lousy in bed” —– John!

“She was disvirgined by one kole-kole with tiny penis, so the thought of a real dick puts her off sex” —– Fegha!

“You can’t enjoy sex Keka… I heard from your last boyfriend that you are frigid” —– Pius!
Keka wasn’t mad at the comments. On the contrary, she laughed out loud. The three guys in question had slept with the other girls in their gang, interchanging them like badly connected wires. Sadly, they never got anywhere near her thighs. She loved them like brothers but she wasn’t prepared to have them grope her and turn their experience into beer-parlor gist. Besides, Pius did have a point. Her last boyfriend had complained that she was frigid…. he was one to talk; with his penis that was shaped like the letter C!

She shrugged nonchalantly and chugged down her beer as the sex talk continued, no thanks to Florence and her hot crotch! The babe was forever randy and the only time she wouldn’t need a penis was if she fell into a coma. That is not to say Susan and Evelyn were any better. As a matter of fact, all of Keka’s crew were in the randy-league, except for her. She shagged, if there was an available, willing penis with a nice body to go with it, but most times she masturbated. The last guy she had shagged, didn’t return for an encore because of her lack-luster performance. She knew how to please herself and could give herself multiple orgasms… (a feat no man had achieved with her) …if she so pleased.  She was quite fine, all by herself.

Keka was the proudly single, sensually-challenged ‘sisteh’ with a Wank-Medallion!
Several booze-filled arguments later, the crew found themselves in a huge living room. Keka vaguely remembered Simone, one of Fegha’s friends, inviting them to his home for drinks. The crew had eagerly poured themselves into Pius’ jalopy and sang “Tombo-Tunes”  drunkenly till they got to their destination. Keka remembered the boys whistling at the sight of the house and noticed that Florence had latched on to Simone with the tenacity of a leech.

She was sure, Florence would give them a peep show tonight and she, Keka, was going to wank every step of the way during Florence’s surefire performance. You see, Florence had zero inhibition. You could fuck her in a crowded market place and she would still climax without a care.
The night was going well, the booze was flowing, Simone was being a good host and the discussion was on Jim Iyke’s music career (Bwahahahahahaaaaa.) Suddenly she felt the urge. Keka had drank to a state of fucklivion. It was kinda like her personal misnomer for “Fuck me Till Oblivion”. Keka rarely got to that stage except she took weed. Alas, she was weedless yet craving an orgasm like a drug user. She signaled their host and asked to be shown a room for her to “sort out some things.”

“Don’t mind her o… she wants to go and wank…” —– Florence!
“Wankatron! Wankatron!! Wankatron!!!” —– John!
“Hahahahaaaa…. Keka is in the fucklivion state…” —– Susan!
“Keka, should I borrow you my dildo? It’s in my bag o” —- Evelyn! (Eeeooow)
“Keka, shey I should follow you? I can cure your konji” —– Pius!
INANE DRUNKEN LAUGHTER —– Everybody!
 
Keka ignored the verbal jabs and followed Simone to the nearest room. As she entered, she smiled her thanks and shoved him out of the room, locking the door and rushing to the bed. Her fingers shook in anticipation as her hand reached for her core. She was wet… wetter than usual. She knew that a few measure strokes on her clit would send her to climax-ville and she needed that release so badly.
Keka stroked herself fast, her fingers hitting her clit, her other hand squeezing her breast and her legs opened wide for maximum exploration. She moaned as she hit her climax, refusing to stop her furious fingers from rubbing her clit till she felt her hands shake as release coursed through her. Laying on the bed, spent and trying to gather her wits, she noticed she wasn’t alone. Simone was towering above her, his visible trouser bulge blurring his face for a nanosecond.

“The adjoining bathroom leads to another room and that door wasn’t locked.” —– Simone’s explanation.
Keka got up, unashamed that this stranger had seen her pleasure herself. She smiled at him mischievously and headed for the door without a word. He didn’t try to stop her. When she got back to the living room, she understood why. Before her very eyes, an mini orgy was taking place. Fegha was slurping away merrily on Susan’s privates, his dick moving in and out of Florence’s pussy… John’s dick was buried in Florence’s throat… Pius was in the process of impaling Evelyn, doggy-style while she sucked on Susan’s nipples hungrily. Keka stood there watching. She had seen them fuck before; had cheered them on and even taken notes on one occasion but tonight, the sight was surreal. She wanted to toss her inhibition and mock bravado aside and get mindlessly fucked. She wanted to experience the joys of coitus and scream aloud in ecstasy the way Florence did whenever she rode a dick.

Then she remembered Simone and his bulge. No point in wasting a perfectly good erection, neh…
Keka was back in the room looking for Simone… she heard water running and went into the adjoining bathroom in her harried search. Standing in the bathtub, holding the hand-held shower, gloriously naked, Simone was aiming his urine at the tub-drain with the precision of a mad mathematician. Keka wasted no time at all. She shed her clothes and joined him, smiling broadly at his brief confusion.
“There’s an orgy going on in there” —– Keka
“I don’t like orgies…” —– Simone
“I don’t like sex but hey…” —– Keka
“You don’t like sex because no one has lit that fire burning deep within you. When someone hits it, you’ll become a nympho.” —– Simone
“You wanna try to hit it?” —– Keka
Simone turned on the shower, making sure it was at the right tepid temperature. He unscrewed the showerhead and asked Keka to lay in the tub and spread her legs. Simone aimed the gushing water at Keka’s pussy, making sure the rushing force hit her clit. Keka clenched at the sensation. He moved the headless shower up and down slowly, the water hitting its mark so precisely that Keka screamed as her orgasm peaked unexpectedly. She clutched the sides of the bathtub for support while the gushing water beat at her clit till it throbbed out of control. Next, while she was trying to recover, Simone plugged the tub drain shut and ran water in the tub allowing it to fill as he leaned to take Keka’s nipple in his mouth. As the water filled the tub slowly, covering her body, he sucked on her nipples, taking them in turns; his tongue and teeth getting more urgent as they licked and grazed till the nipples stood in little peaks, sensitive and aching.


With the tub almost full, Simone positioned Keka on all fours, her full rounded ass still in the water. He rubbed his dick on the lips of her pussy, allowing the dickhead touch her already sensitive clit. Her slight moan turned into a scream of satisfaction as his dick bulldozed their way into her. His thrusts were slow and steady as he fucked her and watched the water ripple with his every thrust. Her ass bounced a little at every impact, sending up a little splash of water which fascinated him the more. She felt her knees slipping as his thrusts became more furious and the pace increased. She clutched at the bathtub desperately while he fucked her from behind, sending deep thrusts into her that made her scream out loud.


Then suddenly he pulled out… Just when she was about to peak. She turned to him incredulously, wondering why he stopped and saw little dribbles of cum oozing from dick. Her mouth itched to taste him but she didn’t. He got out of the tub gently urging her out and led her to the bed. He lay down and pulled her on top of him turning her in the 69position. Keka’s mouth greedily fastened on his dick, sucking  and licking his initial dribble. She took him in her mouth and attempted to deep-throat him and felt two fingers enter her pussy while his tongue licked her clit. She clenched her pussy muscles as he finger fucked her and sucked at her clit. Her concentration was lost. She used her hand to stroke, moaning loudly as she climaxed the third time that night. Simone tasted her slimy, salty essence and licked at it eagerly.


Shaking tiredly, he pulled her to lay beside him, allowing her catch her breath, . He positioned her on her side and spooned her lovingly; poking her soft round ass with his madly, throbbing dick. Lifting her leg slightly, he entered her from behind, clamped both legs together to give her pussy a certain tight feel and fucked her like a mad-man. Keka arched, pushing her ass back as she took the brunt of his thrusts. He groaned a little and increased his pace, fucking her so deep that her scream rent the air.

“I’m cumming!  I’m cumming… I’m cumming…. fuuuuuck!!!” —– Keka
“Argghhhh…. Argggghhhhhhhhh…. Oh fuck this pussy mehn… shit, shit, shit!!!!” —– Simone
In one final thrust, Simone buried himself deep within Keka and shot loads of cum into her.
Keka smiled to herself as she relived the session with Simone. That was a few hours ago. Now, the house had fallen silent, the skin against skin slapping noises from her crew had died down…Simone was sleeping soundly. She turned to look at him, sleeping peacefully and wondered why he didn’t snore. Keka could snore proudly for Africa and had a ready excuse for that little flaw… sinus issues.

Simone had awakened her to the joys of a penis… She doubts if she would ever stop wanking but for the now, she loved penis just fine. Her hand reached down to touch Simone’s dick and as if on cue, it bounced happily to life… yet its owner was dead to the world.
“Oh-well…” —– Keka’s thought as she straddled him and sank on his turgid dick.

THE END