my heart 1

I just got an inspiration to say a word or two, but don't be annoyed if these words are turned to tools.

Not to wreck havoc or fight wars.

Not for segregation nor racial slurs.

But as an art for expression.

An outlet for depression.

You wouldn't want me slitting my wrists or jumping off bridges.

Many a time, men like me never find success in leaving 'em ditches.

sexy janitor ends

She stood and got close to me.. her cologne was soothing and it made my dick hard as rock. She kissed me deeply and the messages coming from the kisses were clear, she needs me like baby needs milk. she had no panties on; and my hand under her skirt helped me know that.

sexy janitor 9

I stood up while shaking, my raging urge went sabbatical, why will the number one citizen want to see me, it is scary! Why is Bridget not right by my side? Is this the end of my life? My thoughts were very wild.
I was seated right across the minister, very fair and with neat beards all over his face, he is a northerner, his "F" for "P" factor in his accent made me know this.

He's dressed in bright blue jalamia with a cap on his head, he ordered a wine and took some calls for about 30mins and as he sips the 400k wine,  his wife (my mistress) was seated too, smiling and assuring me with hand descriptions that there is no cause for alarm. What's it with the rich people and making someone stew?

sexy janitor 8

I was buzzed by Bridget to meet with her at a very open location and I wonder why she will want us to be in a place that open. my friend suspects it is to tame me which is usually the modus of the top class individuals. Well, whatever, I'm going.

I was bent on going and he gave up on convincing me not to go. I got to the open air restaurant and it was situated in a garden.. graced with flourishing flowers, functional lights and chairs arranged clearly for the couple philandering.. very colorful indeed, I met with for the first time in a long time, dressed very ostentatiously in a green gown in the company of a tall and muscular man who I sensed to be her bodyguard.

sexy janitor 7

Since I met Bridget at her work place, I have not since then seen her physically; the old cargo will not let me come near her house or her work place for reasons I do not know.
Each time we talk on phone and I brought the matter up, she waved it off by promising to send money which she does anyway. Aside money though, I want fuck this woman. I want to add it to my resume that I have been there and done that!
My turn on levitated when I got to know she is also from Edo, I  haven't gotten an Edo pussy in a long time, and the fact that this woman stood naked in front of my eyes is making me wanna get naked with her.

sexy janitor 6

She was looking a little petrified at the fierce look on my face and curved hard dick. I agreed and asked her to make it fast. I laid myself on the bed facing the ceiling. Its a mirrored one; and I could see through the mirror what was scary about me.
I saw my veins looking like they are going to explode, my broad chest, the very complete six packs are angry and needs to unleash it on something! I waited for minutes too long for her and I was getting pissed, the horniness is now disastrous, my dick was hard standing without any support whatsoever.

sexy janitor 5

Every morning is a pay day, not every Nigerian can say that! I and my friend John was posted to Mannie and Lannie guest house to work, John was ill and I decided to cover for him, the place was in the very famous Maitama estate. I drove there using the address I was given by my boss orally.

It was a very silent building with no obvious activity. I got to the gate, relayed to the security men my purpose of coming, and after some elaborated protocols of rigorous searching, they allowed me in.
The search fueled my curiosity about what the place was all about, its very quiet and without people milling about. I got scared at some point and remembering this is Abuja; the home of the powerful, I remembered also that I didn't see any sign post of the place anywhere; top it all, my phone was seized from me.

sexy janitor 4

I got a text message from my company in the evening informing me where I will be working in tonight, Saba Nyaki auditing firm, very popular and because of the car I own, I was given to go and clean up the place.
I set out at night to maitama estate, and more flashes were coming to me as the place looks very familiar, though I cant really place it. The routes and street lights looked like they were talking and trying to communicate something to me.

sexy janitor 3

This was happening fast, I was not thinking straight and it is evident that I am wasting the precious time of these men, they were about leaving taking my silence for a "No" - whether it is the devil or not, I don't know, I held the hands of one and agreed, their face lit up with joy.
They ushered me to the a room, taking off my over raw uniforms and gave me new set of black pant to wear, also they gave me a drink, more like a milk shake; looking all creamy. I don't know what it is but I took it any way.

sexy janitor 2

Not just any car, but the type that the rich folks will consider to enter. with the savings I had, lending from my father's friends and the few friend I'd made, I raised the money for the car in the space of four months.
Many things had to be on hold at home as my kid sister had to wait another year to write exams, one of my sister had to skip a semester and other hiccups. I knew what I was into when I got the car; I pimped it to the Asokoro, Garki and Gwagwalada taste, it is a Toyota corolla sport car and I registered with the online taxi agents and numerous others.

sexy janitor 1

There is an apocryphal that Abuja is the city only for the rich, it is arguable and I cannot tell you for sure, but there is ostentatious display of wealth and gunning usage of power in the relatively small northern state. It is the first state in the county i.e in Abuja; you don't talk to anybody just anyhow because you don't know who they are or who they roll with, my father long gave me that orientation before his demise.

He moved to Abuja and worked there while we stayed at Benin our hometown. He was not very educated but you won't want to call him an illiterate; real life and hardship was the education my father got. He was a hustler and every one of us in the family respected that; he was not so rich but he made sure we had the basic necessity in complementary supply.

rejected 3

I wander through life, bitter.

Imagining how Jesus had felt when denied by peter.

Hence, you've made me empty, shallow.

So even if you decide to turn your back on me, i'd still wait on you...
you are my halo.

i hate you, me and i am rejected.

rejected 2

The heart fell like humpty dumpty, the heart broke into a million pieces
and not just int halves.

Pain, heartbreak, no love... up, up, and away u spread your
wings like a dove.

I fell from my highs, trying to hold on to you while you
flew off.

rejected 1

Fevered kisses, hindered hands, banging headaches.

My head has ben split by the pain of neglect, it's seismic,
4.2 magnitude earthquakes.

Loved hands restricted from wandering.

Sliding bodies, now laden with friction.

Rejected advances, rejected love... the heart wants what it cannot have,
the heart is starved of attention.

i am rejected.

bang me

Emotion like tidal wave swell and crash down over me
You hold on to my hips with the fiercest of grips.

I can barely keep my knees from giving out
I know you feel the weight of turbulence wave as it starts to rise within me

With the staff of Moses, you kept pushing down into the darkest depth of my flood..
It became too much for me and hanging on means drowning the staff..

And his cock was my knife..
But then, he rode me into strife

spark

You are the spark.

You are the fuel that i always lacked.

You are Noah, all i want is to be safe on your ark.

You are my light in the dark.

You are the reason i feel shielded by the iron man, you are my tony stark.

You understood that as a man i gotta find my feet, so you complemented me... and ran my race with me on the track.

You are my secret weapon, cleverly covering my cracks.

You are my one, you are the only... your efforts in my life are so titanic, i'd drown a million times to watch your rose blossom... for i am jack.

WET 11.5

Bashir

I cant concentrate at work and my already shaky employment worsened. The only thing dominating my thoughts is Ngozi. And her trigger word. And the million things i can use her for. My cock is straining hard against my fly as i imagine sinking in deep into her ass chute.

There's absolutely no limit to my creativity. I probably will use her to achieve all my sexual desires and more! I cant wait.

WET 11

The next day

Ngozi woke up in a rush, the events of the day before slamming through her. She cant imagine that she let her lies go that far. Ade bashir's friend has seen her cunt! Shame filled her and she cringed.. Bashir came out of the bathroom and quickly dressed up fro work. 'i'd be back soon baby, he said and she followed him downstairs in her nightie, all the while wishing she could stab him.

Her royal sluttyness 6

Yemi

I drove down to the station in haste.. I saw the detective also driving in.. Something caught my attention, but i gave it no mind.. I rushed down to the detective's car.. "Show me the picture.."i barked.. He gave it to me and what i suspected was confirmed. Sarah is the one behind it all.. "This is Sarah, Rose's best friend! I rushed into the station.."where's rose ?! I asked the police man at the counter.. "She just left with her friend now.."

"This woman?!" I showed him the picture.."Yes.. But what.."But nothing" i screamed. "You just handed her over to the killer"..I rushed out of the station! Fuck! What caught my attention was Rose's car driving out of the station, but i paid it no mind.. Shit! Sarah is behind all this. I drove out like a mad man; i have to get her. I gave my hacker friend a desperate call.. "I need the location of the car number.." I rattled off her car plates.. "On it.. Satellite tracking will work.." "I don't give a fuck how you do it! Just find that car now!"...

Her royal sluttyness 5

Yemi

I fucked Rose like a starving man.. I ate her up! I'm currently enjoying my post coital daze and i watched her sleep in peace..
She was the hottest lay i ever had in my life.. I ran my hands through her hair and looked down at her sleeping form.. I felt tenderness wash through me for her.. The feeling coiled deep in my gut and i appreciated God for bringing her into my life.. I'm sincerely lucky to have her.. I picked up my phone and called the detective in charge of my wife's murder case..

Her royal sluttyness 4

****

Yemi
Fuck. She's hot as fuck. She's offering me just what i need in my life.. What I've always wanted.. I'd be mad to reject this..

I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up roughly and bit her ears.. Flicked my tongue on it.. She moaned; deep and husky and i felt it ring deep in my core.. Fuck.. Her moans made my dick grow harder. I've never yearned for a woman like this before in my life. But i have to stop this now. "I'm married.. and I'd never cheat on my wife.. I'd never hurt her this way.." That was the hardest sentence i made in my life.. "I'm going to hand you over to another professor next week.., we can't work together.. Come back on monday for your transfer. Don't bother coming again this week." She looked at me in pain.. And she left.
****

Her royal sluttyness 3

****
1 week earlier
I entered his office with my heart in my throat.. I tried to look confident, but im sure my nervousness is obvious. I looked into his eyes and he looked back at me placidly- the way he looks at every other student. I vowed to change that. "Please sit," he said with a tired smile.
"Are you married sir?!" I looked at him in shock and covered my mouth with my hands.. "I'm sorry sir.. I didn't.."
"Don't worry," he said with a deep laugh.. I felt severely embarrassed."I'm married, yes." He chuckled. He looked at me speculatively.." Why did you ask?" "Nothing sir, i was just curious"..

Her royal sluttyness 2

On monday morning i felt excitement hit me.. This weekend was dreary. I was missing prof yemi so much and sarah was totally down.. I had to be her support and the outings we planned for the weekend was cancelled. I hate the way our life is governed by her emotions.

But what can i do? I had no choice but to flow along.. To be truthful, im somewhat relieved we ain't taking classes together.. And i hate the way she has access to see prof yemis ass too. I'm too territorial. I don't care about the fact that all others can see it too.

Her Royal Sluttyness 1

I trudge inside the lecture hall still feeling sleepy. This bloody class is too early!! Who starts a class by 7am? I'm so angry and tired.. I had to wake up as early as 5am to get bathed, apply my make up and eat.. I don't even have much appetite this early in the day, but i shoved down some cornflakes sha.

The rush for buses too?! It was crazy this morning.. I'm not even going to do this again.. After classes, I'm going home to pick one of my daddy's cars'.. He won't miss it.. I'm a post graduate student trying to get a Master's.. But i think I'd drop out of this class and collect peoples notes if this early shit continues.. I can't be waking up this early consistently.
I sat down and dropped my bags beside me and looked around.. The hall is full to capacity..