Rebound Tales 7

This evening; I sit around, sappy. I miss all of them. I miss my rebounds— from Nick, emmy, khaleed, and the rest I can’t even place. I miss having the heavy weight of a man on him. I miss their sweat, sigh, the way my body provides the pleasure for them. I miss the way I turn them on. It’s crazy.

Time and time again, i could never condition myself to using sex toys without a real man involved. I could never even try to make myself orgasm. Right now; thinking of a man— real man is making me go creamy down there.
I sat on my bed staring down at my slim thighs. I need someone in my life.
****
Today, I stare at the horizon before me. The sun is setting and it makes for an absolutely stunning view. I can feel the stress seep out of me while I stare at the blood red and pink hues blending into the orange and white backdrop. My eyes caught on something.
My eyes zoom on something. I felt a shockwave go through me. My eyes clash with his. He’s on the floor below mine on the opposite building.
I can’t be describing him— he’s physical perfection. He sent a wink my way and i felt my panties soak.
As if hypotized; I went down the underground garage and I saw him coming.. It was late and no one was really around .. Although there was the security cameras. I didn’t understand what happened next. I was about speaking a word when he gently shushed me and pressed my back against a pillar and gave me a very very deep and wet kiss.
He placed me strategically away from the camera reach but still; my heart thud in excitement. Anybody from the complex can see us if they come in here.
Verily; he came prepared.
He whipped out one of the longest schlongs I’ve ever seen in my life, covered it in rubber and pushed my shoulders until I was kneeling.
My mouth watered in anticipation and I gave the heaviest and sloppiest blow job of my life. Its crazy. I absolutely loved it. I kept on licking and slurping on that dick like my life depended on it. I loved licking it. I loved blowing it. I laved it with attention and deepthroated like the nasty slut I am.

Fuck, thinking about it now is getting me wet and there’s no one here to fuck me. Bye.

SICK MAN, SICK WIFE 4

They walked further through the sloppy Santorini streets to the seaside, it had a breathtaking view with tents pitched around it, they were lodges for rent for visitors mostly couples, with an interior of a regular three star hotel standard, the site was magnificent, both parties without a word decided to explore, it was hard to say No, one party had a dying wife, the other had an uncertain patient but they chose to live in the moment, held hands and walked into the fun, more alcohol was served until they passed their collective drink limits, Tade already on beast mode now, feeling like a gladiator,

Nissi, on the other hand, was looking like a Greek queen, partly clad in a top sweatshirt and bikini pant billow, they ate some well-barbecued pork, Nissi ate in joy even as she yapped about how bad it was for her body, in the eyes of Tade, she was looking brand new, they were living in what he wished was he and his wife’s dream, her reach to his soul was venomous, he stared at her till she could read his mind. They retired into the tent when the breeze was too cold to enjoy, candle lights good heat to set a different mood, the scents from the candles lingered into places both party seem to have long explored. Lying body to body staring at the roof and discussing, they somehow have had a lot to laugh about since their meeting at the bar, Nissi leaned in to feel more body heat from Tade, she placed her head gently on his willing body and maintained a mildly disciplined position, the breeze of the sea came in more, leaving the body to want, the cover provided by the lodge is a soft cotton material, that encourage lodgers to still cling to each other to be warm enough when the breeze is heavy, an intentional act to spur intimacy, Nissi not being a friend of cold held Tade more closely as making to somebody moves such as pressing herself against him, move for friction and create heat, this was an arousal call for Tade, lying next to a stranger he may never meet again in an environment he may never come again, he welcomed Nissi into him more, held her close and helped her get her heat, she was more comfortable, thanked him by kissing him on his chest. They did this for a while till the candle lights went off, it was a call as far as Tade is concerned, maybe the alcohol intake or probably his meaning intentions; he lifted Nissi to his face level and began to kiss her. 

With protesting hormones and needy body, Nissi was helpless, she had no time to pay attention to what her brain was saying even though he said brain was too confused to think properly, Tade had a wonderful lips and skewed kissing technique, this combo drove Nissi to the core point, she was horny to stupor, tongue hit tongue hard, exchange of passion using the lips, vibrating bodies and needy sexual apparatus. The face of the game changed when Nissi went on to his manhood to massage it using her lips, the synergy between her lips and the overly charged dick is dynamite, she was cautious, probably because of her profound knowledge in medicine, with utmost care she handled it, it felt like a major surgery was taking place only the the patient wasn’t in pain, Tade discovered how much he had missed on sex, every touch drove him nuts, Nissi puller her sweatshirt to give Tade a view of her cup-size pointy breast, he reached for them but aggressively, she tapped his hands off, almost like he wanted to remove and them her tits home. She controlled his hands and taught him how she liked her breast to be fondled, all these she did without saying a word, her interesting body smell and well engineered body made Tade untamable, massaging his cock softly, make sure it’s hard to her taste, she swung her bikini to the side and insert the averagely long killa monster into her, it was like feeding yourself a sweet poison, his cock gave the appropriate touch at the wrong time which made it hard for her to create a pattern; it was too spontaneous in its operation even though she claimed to be in charge, Tade’s dick was independent in its assignment! She rode it to Damascus, as she rode, flashes of life came, it was a transition, it took her to a place of peace, she moaned softly, her bounce was consistent and rhythmic made Tade lost in lust! They were having the best time of their lives, Tade will fondle on her boobs when he needs a touch with reality, riding for nearly thirty mins, Nissi figured out what could be a panacea to her waiting patient, a good dick indeed will give anyone a clarity. 

“Wow,” she screamed as she increased the speed, a moment Tade thought needs his most rapt attention, with stride she rode, aiming at making Tade cum in faraway Greece. The storm came and it was heavy gush into Nissi’s vagina. 

“Damn!” Tade thundered 

“Be sure I won’t get pregnant “ Nissi replied 

“I actually wanted to say this is the best night of my miserable life” he smiled 

A clean-up followed by more talks from both party, they fell asleep, her convo didn’t capture the just concluded escapade, they were diplomatic enough to not discuss it. 

Morning came, Tade and Nissi woke to their reality, that which they spent the whole night running from, Nissi was up first and she rushed out leaving Tade a note, 

it said “I will love to see you again, call me” 

Tade woke an hour later to the note and rushed to see his wife. 

Getting to the hospital, his wife was awake and surprisingly strong, She demanded to know where he was, he had nothing credible to say, meeting the doctor helped the matter die down, anyone present sure can tell without mincing words that there was trouble. He rode her in a wheelchair to the doctor’s office, getting to the office, the very anticipated Greek doctor was not on seat, they were asked by nurses to wait as the doctor will join them in no time, the doctor did come, greeting warmly the seated couple, it was a voice of fear to Tade’s wife but a familiar voice to Tade, raising his gaze to see the doctor, lo and behold, it was Nissi from last night. Both parties froze! 

Damn, a very rare moment in time. 

Three sick people seated, one as a result of health failure, the other two as a result of lust. 

BNR 

SICK MAN, SICK WIFE 3

Sitting alone in a corner, he ordered for a harsh whiskey to engage him somewhat, he got himself  pack of cigarettes to go with, shots after shots he gulped, he last smoked eleven years ago but cigarettes posed to be a need for this peculiar night, it needed his brain to be numb for a while to at least lighten his heart, that thin line between depression and suicide, he scrolled through the wonderful pictures from the evening, rivulets of tears, a needless smile and smokes from the cigarettes filled his face, the happy bartender server sedulously on demand without any attention to his face. Somebody seated far across him on the rectangular in-house bar table was attentive enough to notice him, a lady, tall and definitely not from Greece as she was black and with a number of other negro attributes, she sat close to him, drank his just-filled drink (the ninth one) and said hello. He was hesitant to answer but the lady seem like one who wouldn’t take no for an answer, she ordered another round of scotch, promised to continue drinking till he was ready to talk, the gesture managed to make Tade crack a smile, knowing he is from Nigeria soften the atmosphere more, coupled with the continual supply and consumption of the scotch? Tade gradually opened up till he became a chatterbox. He will however break down in between talking but his new friend Nissi was quite nice to help him get together, they talked and blended well, Nissi switched to pidgin English to fortify the communication, she did well to console, listen to and entertain Tade, she danced for him, made him sing karaoke to the audience (herself and the bartender), it was midnight and they needed to go, they left on request of the bartender who needed to close the bar, they entered the streets quite tipsy, the cold of the night made them cozy up, Tade after much talk demanded to know why Nissi the port harcourt girl is in Greece, she mentioned that she’s a doctor who had to fly in from her holiday in Cabo because of a patient with aggressive motility disorder, she lamented on how she had to ditch her splendid holiday to honor the first and only unofficial of a good colleague, she buttressed on how uncertain she feel about the patient whose case is way more intended than normal, her emphatic nag on the matters shows her frustration, she mentioned she may have to back out but she will however like to meet the patient. Tade find her gesture alluring and lauded her feat as a doctor 

“Many of us as kids really wanted to be doctors but you managed to make it a reality, that’s a big plus” he commended 

“Awwwn, thank you fancy realtor “ she replied in the flirtiest manner.

SICK MAN, SICK WIFE 2

An appointment was secured with the Greek specialist after tireless efforts by the doctor, a date was fixed, the countdown began, it was Tades’s way out whatever the case may be, he genuinely hopes his wife gets better but was very ready to stop trying if things don’t go well. The torture was too much psychologically, it affected his performance at work and at life in general. Santorini was his escape plan. 

The day came, Tade and his wife set out to journey to Europe, his wife was in an unusual perfect health shape, she glowed differently, one would mistake them for a couple going on a very needed vacation, all this to Tade’s surprise, he was tempted to view the trip differently, began to have a second thought as to his expectation, he became really optimistic and his hope got as high as the Everest. 

They arrived at Santorini in the hot of day, to in a way celebrate the surprising wellbeing of his wife, Tade booked a wonderful dinner for two, a classic restaurant well arranged on a Greek street outdoor to fit the well coated in white Santorini city, it creates a moment for any type of event, Tade thought it wise to trip his beloved wife with it since they don’t get to do this often. His wife lavished herself with a well-tailored jump-suit made of Ankara material, she packed her long hair all to the back leaving its ponytail extension dangling and sweeping her back, she was dressed elegantly, Tade was more than proud to have her by his side, she caught the eye and attention of a lot of sexy looking greek men, coming to Greece was not bad after all, traveled for a lopsided treatment but it turned into a ball for the troubled couple, Tade in the moment was happy, he snapped in tones, disturbed his social media timeline with the wonderful pictures, there was overwhelming response by friends and family, the pictures were well received, everyone was either happy for them or shocked to see such moment in still motions; either way, it prompted them to show forth their love, Tade’s hope heightened, he couldn’t believe his lot, he pampered his wife, his heart continued to pray that it never stopped. 

Few hours of happiness was pricked with a turn of event, Tade’s wife after feeling a stabbing pain near her abdomen fell to the ground and began to convulse, nearly every eye went to the scene, some stood in fear whilst others screamed, Tade was confused, all happened too fast and caught him unaware, he reached to help his wife, carried her to himself, helplessly waiting for her convulsion to subside, he cried bitterly, mourning his supposed good moment, onlookers did well to call the paramedics to their aid, they arrived in no time and all involved parties left for the hospital. More professionally and carefully; Tade’s wife was attend to, she was stabilized and left to rest. An hours passed, Tade sat staring at his wife, this time praying she really didn’t wake up, this he did out of pity for her and out of tiredness on his part. He left the hospital to stroll, he sauntered through the calm late night streets of Santorini, breezy and with a perfect ambience to clear one’s head, on this road, Tade cried hard, anger and pain was the mixture of tears, loneliness even with a companion drove him crazy, he had no strength left to carry on, he prayed to God differently, he had trekked two miles when he noticed a 24/7 bar, without thinking it through, he walked in. 

SICK MAN, SICK WIFE 1

Tade received a call from his wife, she was down with pain, a motility problem that triggers every once in a while, as critical as the case seem, it is not an emergency to Tade, he is used to it, he rushed out of work in frantic race, most of his colleagues understood, they let him be, he drove blindly to the house, it’s about 15mins away, an idea he initiated for reasons of emergency as regards his dear wife. He was fagged out, the persistence of the sickness in recent times have been a threat to his well-being, he was right on that thin line between giving up and trying more, he got to the house, carried his wife like a child into the vehicle, it was a regular charade to his neighbors, they simply helped him with few things and wished him well as they were overly sure his wife will be fine. Many news of the woman being a witch or a money wasting entity has been in the buzz for a while, many folks desist from associating with Tade as they surmised that he had used his wife for some money ritual, there was an underlying presence of rejection in the manner of engagements with Tade in his neighborhood, this made him expect very less from people, he used to take it to heart but as time went; he figured out people will talk no matter what, he grew tougher skin when kin and friends joined the league of the careless rumor mongers, it dawned on him that it was him against the world even as sometimes he still get worked up with the unpleasant bad occurrence. 

Reaching for help in the hospital, he screamed to alert the gossiping nurses, they were quite reluctant to help him but the fear of losing their jobs gave them no choice. 

“Which kind wahala be this sef? Iwo leni, Iwo lo la, bi ekún a p’ko je.” One of the nurses lamented. 

Tade’s wife was attended to by the doctor, who as usual was nice and encouraging, maybe because he was genuinely doing his job or because he gets to bill Tade every now and then. They sat to discuss as usual, a new door to solution, meeting a specialist to get a permanent solution to the stomach attacks, Tade at this point was not as enthused as he used to be, six years of a particular pattern will wear anyone out, his wife wasn’t only the sick one, even Tade was sick, only that his sickness had no diagnosis, he agreed with whatever the doctor said simply because he doesn’t want to be tagged the weak vessel but weariness filled his soul, he was sad and angry at the same time, sad of his bad luck, angry at God. He had done about everything he’s been advised to do, he couldn’t just wish death on his beautiful, curvy and slim wife.

The doctor advise was to fly abroad to Santorini in Greece to meet a motility specialist, the line of the Doctor that got Tade on board is the promise to quit trying if the Greek specialist have no solution, all he (Tade) had been looking for, a way to stop the torture, he needed a voice of support for his intention, a voice that would say its okay to quit.

Rebound Tales 6

Sigh. I’m so mentally tired. 

So much work to do, hardly anytime to sneak in a good fuck. Tonight, I decided to attend a widely acclaimed show. Tickets were sold out, but trust me, I got a pass from a friend of mine.

It was a music concert and unfortunately, I couldn’t get the VIPs like I usually do. I decided to be a good sport about it and still attend. A famous rock star was performing tonight and I couldn’t wait to feel the beat thump in my blood, and even maybe pick up a man home.
Soon enough, I was feeling the electric beats thumping through me and the vibe the crowd gave off was crazy asf! I could feel the bass thump in rythm to my clit.
As i was jumping up and catching my fun, I felt hands touch me. Warning bells rang through me. I turned back, ready to slap the person; until I saw that it was Nick. Fuck!

Crimson

Love, Rage and Courage.

Aggressive, Energetic and impulsive.

Cremated... But rose like a phoenix with these feelings I can't shake off.

I can't seem to brush it off.

A fuel is burning inside of me, my insides are lit with a fire  that is all consuming and all I see is red.

All I see is bloodshed.

All I see are those who claimed to have my back but then they fled.

I can feel my pulse racing as my anger takes the better of me.

Vengeance is slowly becoming the theme.

Imagine shooting shots and they only hit the rim.

Imagine being fouled as you layup to the hoop.

You try and you get blocked, you try again and still the result is same, you discover you're hooked to a loop.

So what then is a man to do with all of this rage?

Flip a new page?

Just like that?

You mean without bringing all of these to the glare of the world's stage.

In truth I love y'all, but I'm trying to understand why to me y'all have become Saul; standing tall and leading the attack against me.

Stabbed me in the back and pulled me off my tracks.

I never saw it coming, for the red of love had covered my eyes.

From underneath you pulled me from my highs.

So now in the stead of that red I see crimson.

That same red with a tinge of blue.

It's a reminder that I am coming.

Crimson, crimson in my veins and it's the fuel with which my soul is driven.

In its sea I've been swimming, bidding my time and observing through a prism.

There's no more being timid.

Once bitten, twice shy.

I've been twice bitten.

Rebound Tales 5

Honestly— and I shit you not; I cannot bear this long spell with out a steady fuck mate! It’s crazy how I dont want to be a friends with benefits, but I want to benefit from it. Does that make any sense? Oh well. Its been two weeks of a dry spell and it driving me mad.

I walk around with no panties, therefore my labia slaps against each other when I walk and it’s making me subconsciously constantly wet. Ugh.
For every guy I pass on the street, I look down and peep at his crotch. I start to play a weird game in my head. Is he packing? I begin to draw a mental image.
Is his schlong long? Thick? Short? Does he have a mushroomy head? Or is the head slim? Thoughts about the shape of his balls also cross my mind.
Is it low? Hanging? Does the skin wrap around the balls or does it pull tight when he’s about to come?

Rebound tales 4

We didn’t speak after that day. Well, I never expected him to beep me. Its the normal meet once and smash cycle. Ugh.
I lay in bed tonight, running different images through my head. Thoughts of all those dicks I’ve fucked back to back sprinting across my consciousness. Feck! I’ve definitely been on a crazy dick rampage.
Thinking of dicks is making me wet though. I scroll through the hundreds of DMs i have and didn’t see any spectacular message. Just your average lame messages. Then I decided to go through my requests. Swiped and swiped until i found one.
‘A rose for a damsel’ it read. It’s so different, so acute. At that moment, I yearned to be loved. To be cherished. That message made me feel beautiful.
I accepted it and soon enough, I’m talking with him. He’s perfect. His voice is perfecter. He calls me his doll.
Countless nights, I rub my clit to the sound of his voice. He doesn’t know i do it. But at night, when he calls me after a long day from work, I use my earpiece to listen to him and I feel myself steadily getting consumed by lust.
I will find my hands creep towards my always pantyless pussy— easy access. I rub and rub slowly while his voice washes over me; telling me mundane tits and bits about himself.
Thats the part I love the most. I love hearing everything about a man. I love knowing him. I love to know he trusts me enough to confide in me. I love listening to men.
He tells me everything.
I can’t keep track of the orgasms I’ve wrung from my body; listening to him.
Curiously enough; I don’t want to ever meet him.

Rebound tales 3

I met his eyes across the street. You know that prickly feeling at the back of your neck when someone is staring hard at you? Yes, that one. I swing back instinctively and hit his gorgeous eyes, smack dab. I lick my mental lips. Yummy. My eyes made a quick flick to his crotch.
He’s packing. Yummy.
I deliberately wink at him and I saw him double take in surprise. Lol. He casually strolled up to me and we got talking. We set up a meeting and voom, I’m at his place. Fuck.

We’ve agreed to take it slow and all that bull crap but honestly, we’ve been sexting a lot and I was mad horny. I got to his place and he could not keep his hands off me. Kisses here, a peck there, I felt like the only girl in the world. His hands are wandering all over my body, squeezing my tight ass and caressing my thick thighs.

I feel my legendary self control sweep. He’s wiped off the memory of any other man off my silly mind. I couldn’t give a fuck about the other two guys. His hands are big and they squeezed my perfectly shaped tits through my bra. Dammit.

I flung my panties into the dust and rode him till dawn.
By the way, he’s Emma.

Rebound Tales 2

I started looking around.. Who will I use to replace this gaping hole is my mind? And pussy to be precise! I met the next guy- Ben. Actually, I slid into his DMs. We got talking and all and he’s the absolute best person ever. You guessed it again. I’m a slut. I have no ounce of fucking shame.
I fucked him on the first date. We had sex over and over and as a matter of fact, he gives great head. When he latches his tongue on my pussy, my leg and body vibrates.
Countless times, thoughts of him assault my senses at odd times and I masturbate to his memories. I think I actually fell in love with this one because he made me go tupsy turvy. He swept me off my feet and proceeded to ask me out. I agreed to get cuffed.
This moment I’m alright, the next im crying if he doesn’t pick my calls. I think i went bat shit crazy.
A few days later, i felt him growing distant— ‘I cannot do this anymore’ he said.
‘Fine’ I reply. ‘Can I still get your dick though’
‘I’ll give you all the dick you want’ he said.
That night, we met up and fucked. We didn’t say anything about the relationship issue and I guess it was perfect that way. I called him 2 days later to schedule for another fuck but he didn’t pick my calls. Nor return it. Oh well, I guess that’s over.
It would be nice to fuck him again though. I mean, he promised to always give me the dick at least.
Well, I guess I wasn’t worth either his love nor dick.
He lasted for just a menstrual cycle.

Rebound Tales

Tonight, Im going to be telling you stories. Tales from my rebound life. Or thereabouts. I was reflecting deeply tonight and I just realize, hey, I’ve mever truly been in love. I’m just usually in it for the sex.
I met Nick on Instagram. We had a whirlwind courtship and soon enough, we’re fuckin’ ourselves like rabid rabbits. I can’t resist it. No matter how hard i try to play hard to get, I weaken. Usually, on the first night after I get excited about a particular guy, I coach myself about not being cheap bla bla bla but then, on the next spot, I’m starting to leak from thoughts of his big dick plundering my deep depths. Fuck.
Yeah, back to nick. I tried to be a good girl, but no avail. During the date, my eyes kept roving to his crotch area. Trying to determine how big his schong is and how much damage it can inflict on my twat. Damn.
I didn’t even bother to play coy. ‘Let’s fuck’. I whispered to him. We got a hotel room and he proceeded to show me the goods. We had long sex and I made sure i came severally.
After that, we hooked up a few more times and I started to catch feelings. I decided to shut him out. No more fucks, nothing like that anymore.

Serendipity 7

It doesn't smell like chidinma.. I opened my eyes and swept the hair away from her face. I clashed eyes with my wife's younger sister! She looked disoriented but guilty..

I heard the door swing open and the handbag fell from my wife's hand. I rushed up, buck naked.."I didn't know how this happened! I swear! " she looked at me with raw intense pain.

Serendipity 6

I watch my dick as it slips in and out, just barely able to make it out in the dim, filtered light from outside. My finger also thrust in her and i could feel my nails scrape my cock and that triggered my cum. I grab her hair,  and yank her head so she has to look at me. Her eyes are closed, but I don’t care. I press my hand over her mouth and I felt her squirt.

I looked down between us and saw her cunt fizzle out cum that sprayed my balls. That made me cum harder. I'd never seen her squirt before in the 3 years we've been married. I shuddered and also wonder at her silence. She's never the silent fucker- infact she introduced the dirty talk in our relationship..

"Baby, are you that tired? You barely talked! That was the best sex of my life!" I collapsed on the bed and tried to catch my breath.. It was then it hit me.

Serendipity 5

Her upper body lift up off the mattress. My other hand is digging into the flesh just below her hip.  I scoot back and reach under her thighs, drawing them up so she’s on her back.. "You need me to pound your cunt?" She moaned in affirmation and I fucked her harder.

She gasped hard and I slapped her cunt. Right where we were joined. Right at the point where my cock melded firmly with her twat. She screamed and went wild like never before. I knew she was close to coming. I reach underneath her body and strum her clit to the rhythm we’re making. Writhing, and moaning, and gasping for air!

My cock pound into her and a crazy thought entered my mind. I slipped one finger and it popped past.. I began fucking her with my cock and a finger.. Her cunt went tighter around me and I knew the moment she came apart.

Serendipity 4

She began to groan and shiver.. I pulled out my fingers with a pop.. And slipped my cock into her wet heat.. She moaned and I could feel the exact moment she woke up. She gasped and I thrust into her like a crazy man..

One knee comes up, dragging across the sheet to give me more access, and I let one hand leave her breasts and press its way under her belly, until I find her clit and begin to strum. “You like that?” I whisper.. She nodded and moaned louder.. I squeezed a breast and squeezed the globes as hard as I could..

Her ass bucks up a little, urging me to give her more. One hard thrust and I’m fully inside her to the root again. Her pussy clamping on to me, muscles tightening around my shaft. “Oh, yeah,” I say, pushing my upper body up off her back and sitting up so I can fuck her better. I grab both her ass cheeks and then gave a globe one hard spank! The ass jiggled and I couldn't help but smile..

Serendipity 3

My heart clenched with love.. She must have fallen asleep while waiting for me.. A wicked thought overcame me.. Why don't I act the way she does to me all the time? Countless mornings I awoke to my cock buried deep in her throat.. Or my cock clutching her pussy, while she rode me to oblivion.

I place a hand on her outer thigh as one knee comes down on the mattress, making it sink. Making her body shift, ever so slightly.  Her ass is curved towards me like an invitation and I resisted the urge to spank it.. But I couldn't resist running my fingers all over her smooth, soft skin.. She just shivered a bit, but didn't wake up..

I swing my leg over, place the other knee on the other side of her hip, and straddle her. My hands all over her ass. Rubbing. Eager to slip my fingers between her legs and see what’s waiting for me. I bent over her body to place my lips on her ears.. "Baby, did you Miss me?" I moaned into her ears.. By now, my fingers have slipped into her cunt and they squeezed me tight.. I could feel her wetness spurt all over my fingers..

Serendipity 2

I wasn't bothered, I guess she had taken the baby to our teenage baby sitter's house.. I felt relief fill me. This night is for us alone! I started towards the bedroom and I saw rose petals strewn on the floor.. I smiled in anticipation.. I followed the trail up the stairs.. Up, up, up.. It stopped in front of our bedroom..

By this time, I'd pulled off all the restrictive clothes I'm wearing and I'm buck ass naked.. Sensual images of Chidinma dressed in sexy apparel filled me.. My imagination whirled.. Red bra and thong? Or black? Will she be wearing garters? Fuck, I grabbed at my crotch and squeezed my cock through the material of my shorts..

My wife is a medical doctor, but can be sexy and daring as hell! My mind raced a mile a minute and lust overtook my senses for her. I pulled open the door and the decor hit me. It was much much more better than I anticipated! Flowers everywhere, their perfumed fragrance making my cock hard. But the view that made my eyes blur is my wife.

Naked, and spread wide on the bed,  I grabbed my cock, so ready to fuck her. I slip out of my boxer briefs and walk out in to the dark bedroom. “Hey,” I say softly. “You awake?” She doesn’t even move. Her body is sprawled out on top of the sheets, leg up higher than the other. Her face buried. Her long, wild hair flowing over the side of the pillow like a waterfall.  There is light filtering in from outside, but not enough to really see anything.

Serendipity 1

Royz

I rushed to my car and drove speedily down the highway! Fuck it, if im stopped by the police, i swear I'd just run them over. Tonight is my wedding anniversary and I'd promised my wife that I'd be home early to take her out; but as usual, work overwhelmed me and I had a seriously one track mind.

I looked up from my laptop and picked up my phone- where I met 10 missed calls from my wife! I'd tried calling her but she didn't pick up and I guess she's angry at me. That was when I picked up my car keys and left work. I considered stopping over to get a bottle of champagne, but I'm sure it'd get me late than anticipated.

I drove into our duplex and parked at the garage.. Then I rushed into the house.. The door was locked. I pressed the bell and no body answered me. I was puzzled.. I used my keys and entered the house. Absolute silence greeted me. What's happening? I didn't hear the usual sound of our baby babbling, my younger brother's music or my wife's laughter.

JONAH

I feel like Jonah

Gulped by this big fat whale and brought back to my fate.

Indeed I wanted a clean slate.

Truly I was ready to defy the odds and take whatever came with it.

Not until the first challenge  charged at me like a bull in full rage did I begin to second guess my stance.

I had tightened my laces now it seemed like I couldn't swap shoes.

Play me sad songs that sound like blues, cry me tears so true.

For my destiny has held me by the words my tongue uttered.

I'm back to that which my heels attempted to take me from.

Nothing left to do but to weather this storm.

Run this race even if I'd begin with a crawl.

Nothing left to say,  my pen has said it all.

Tales after dark 2

So, i had to sit on the dick and pretend I was just giving him a nice lap dance. Worse was the fact that the man wanted to make conversation! I felt so trapped.

He moved closer to us and tried to engage us in some discuss.

Tales after dark 1

I hardly wear bra, Or panties for that matter. I was always teasing my boyfriend with it, flashing him my privates whenever we go out together.

My nipples are fleshy and they always pebble to attention whenever he stared at me too long. Tonight, we went to a colleagues event and I’ve been teasing him almost without control. The fact that I was drunk added to my courage.

You see, my boyfriend is the very bold type. Very dominant; A real Alpha male. So, you’d understand the next few paragraphs well.

Random fuck 5

I squeezed the hell out of her breasts and she moaned.. I need to work this fast.. I laid on the bed and I pulled her on top of me. She's got sweet curls on her pussy and they tickled my face as I she sat on my face.. He gushed like a fountain and almost drowned me in wetness..

She grind on my mouth while my tongue flicked her in fast rhythm.. I turned her in reverse cowgirl and her cunt was right in my face; A perfect 69. I bent her back and she didn't even need any consolation.. She swallowed my cock whole. Like to the roots in one stroke.

We were Moaning and groaning, enjoying eating each other out when a knock sounded on the door. We sprang apart in shock! That should be rena. I quickly rushed her to the bathroom and closed the door.. Confusion assailed me.. "Room service sir," I heard. My battering heart calmed.

I pulled open the door and hustled the waiter off. We don't need their service. I've got all the service I need. I closed the door and went to the bathroom.. Petite bombshell was peeping.. I pulled her out and said.."We can't continue in this room.. My wife can come in at any moment.." "There's a laundry room at the end of this corridor, let's continue over there.." I kissed her wetly and we quickly wore our clothes then went out.

Random fuck 4

I knelt between her legs and the bed dipped with my weight. I spanked her ass and she groaned. She tilted her ass up and I grabbed a thigh with each of my hand and pulled them apart. I could see the cunt and I spanked right on it.

She whimpered and I saw a bead of cunt juice roll down her vulva.. Hit her clit and rolled down her thighs. I resisted the urge to lick it and I fisted my cock.. Then I popped the head of my cock right in. We groaned in unison.

I fucked her like crazy. It's been so long..
At night, exhaustion would have made us crashed. That's how day's turned into weeks of not fucking my wife. But trust me, I'm making up for my mistakes now. Her pussy was warm and soo wet and I almost busted my nut. But I didn't. I pulled out and she moaned for more. I turned her over and i could see the lust making her sweat despite the cold.

I kissed her chest and licked the nipples. Then I asked her to open up.. "Lick your sweet juices up, rena.. Taste your delicious cunt from my dick.." She bent to the task.. And swallowed my cock.
I imagined it was the petite woman.. I began to plot ways to get her.

Random 3

Fuck.." I groaned.. Those pillows housed my cock like it was home. She palmed her boobs and began to move them in a forward - backward motion on my dick.

Fuck me, it was hot as fuck. Her breasts made a soft and warm abode for me. The friction was insane and quiet different from fucking a cunt.

She started talking nasty and she encouraged me to fuck my cock against her boobs.

I spurted my cum all over her chest.. That was just the beginning.

Tola

Phew. That was an intense and interesting weekend. I loved every bit of it.

Random fuck 2

He spread open her cunt and I could see straight into her pink pussy framed by dark and almost shaved hair. I felt my cock leak.

His tongue lapped right up into her and suckle down the wetness dripping in from there.

I glanced up at Tade. She's biting ome breast while squeezing the other. I couldn't bear it anymore.

I walked up to them and Knelt. Then i took the other breast from tade and latched onto it tight. Fuck. Me. So. Soft.

Melanie

I felt two mouths on my breasts, one suckling hard, one soft. I wanted to go mad with desire.

They both left my breasts for a bit to kiss, and then they returned to tongue fucking my tits. Simply divine.

Ré's tongue up my kitty is seriously making me go mad. Add that to the sensations rushing through my breasts, and I'm in fuck heaven.

He gently slipped a finger into me and I groaned in delight. All the their attention made me go mad. Tade's finger slicked through me and dug deep.

I couldn't bear it anymore.. I came in rippling waves.. While the sounds of a football game blasted in the back ground

Random fuck

She gave out a muffled groan again and I shuddered. Her pussy is very wet and i slithered my thumb to her clit. I placed it between my forefinger and thumb and gave it a slight pinch. She bucked harder on my cock.

I continued this, while giving her a few short strokes, and then slamming her back on my dick. She was pinned and trust me, she loved it.

She suddenly stood and i groaned at the pop sound. She turned and faced me, telling me that she wants to kiss me. I didn't object.

She captured my lips and slammed her cunt on my very sensitive dick. It was my time to give a deep groan and she chuckled.



Oh my fuck. His cock is the longest I'd ever had and I've fucked 8 guys in my life. His cock slammed deep into some uncharted parts of my pussy and I was a mass of sexual hunger.

He dug deep and hit his cock head right on a spot beneath my womb and I convulsed. He did it again. And again. He quit fucking the length of my cunt and gave a laser focus on destroying that spot.

He kept on doing it and I gushed and gushed more pussy juice until the friction of our fucking was lost.

Although I was riding him, he fucked me to hell and back. I screamed as he screwed me harder and the pain mixed with the pleasure and I came and came.

Phew. That was the absolutely best fuck of my life.

Him 5

I’d never been so consumed by another person in my life. Every boyfriend or casual sexual relationship I’d ever been in or with had always left me wanting for something deeper, more primal.  

He filled his hands with my breasts and when the fabric of my blouse impeded his questing touch, he growled and simply ripped it from my body. 

Him 4

At my whispered plea, he simply smiled darkly and pulled me roughly to him.

 “Who said anything about dying, sweetling?” he murmured, crushing me against the granite of his chest.

 “Humans,” he chuckled with amusement even as I stiffened against him. “Such alarmists.” 

Him 3

“Forget? And why would I want to do that? It’s taken a century to find you. I’m not about to walk away.”

“W-what? Are you crazy?” I asked, my mouth trembling. Had he said…a century?

His he all right? 

Him 2

That's the only thing attractive about him. The rest of his face was quite ordinary. But those eyes. They slice me up. 

With my heart beating fast,  “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice a high-pitched squeak as I flattened against the opposite wall. 

Him 1

The cold air wisped over my hypersensitive skin and although I

didn’t hear the door open, I suddenly became aware that I wasn’t alone.

The hair on the back of my neck prickled and I slowly turned, praying that I was simply being melodramatic.

Sad

 Sadness

On a day today
I feel so sad
I don't know why
And I don't castaway.
Are you awake?
Are you sure you’d call again?
I feel sad.
Happiness does not live here
Saturated with sadness
I'm gone.

EIGHT

In the back of a wraith, we’re zooming off to a place where roses always bloom.

We’re off on a vacation hoping to get there by eight, the stars are bright on this very night and it’s all devoid of gloom.

It’s a night time cruise, the mood is aided by the music and the speakers are blaring out blues.

We’re lip locked at the back like teenagers returning from prom.

Your lips are all strawberry and vanilla, I’m tempted to ask who you got your lips from.

My hands run through your hair and I’m thinking about how I want to live all of my life with you in a villa.

Forever with you in a château somewhere around the parc des princes just because I want to ball with you.

The chauffeur is stepping on the gas and the acceleration seems to be reflecting our mood.

Heartbeat is on the high even bobby shmurda couldn’t envisage this shmood.

We’re at that very moment when everything seems to align for our good.

I swear to god that I didn’t plan to smear your lipstick.

It’s just that you’ve got the left side of my chest struck with a heart-shaped spear that’s why in my breast’s pocket there’s a diamond ring and on your left hand fourth finger is where I want it stuck.

My life with you has been a ride way better than the Rolls Royce that we’re cozied in.

My lips are sealed even if it’s really hard to keep it to myself, I’m waiting till 8 to do a big reveal.

All of your friends are waiting at the other end, your mum and pops too.

The place popping with white and pink, assorted flowers and scented candles just to aww up your view.

I want you blushing just the same way the blood in my veins are heating up and my heart is fiercely pumping.

Even your name is of eight letters, my mind takes a leap whenever all of it is pronounced as a noun.

I’m thankful to all of those men who treated you like a clown because without them I wouldn’t have gotten you.

You would have been hidden from my view, so in view of that I’d be extending an invite to all of them.

This is not to throw shade but I wouldn’t really care if they took it that way.

They lost a gem and I gained one more precious than the most precious of all precious stones.

I swear that I am in love with you, from my head to my heart to the rest of my organs and bones.

Let the world watch me defend you better than Phil’ jones.

The clock ticks closer to 8 and the tires screeching closer to our destination.

I’m nervous, wondering if you’d gladly jump in this ship with me.

It’s obvious though that I am probably the man caught up in one of those doubting Thomas moments.

I’m not oblivious of the fact that you love me, I’d wait till 8 and even if yous say no, there would be no woman in the world who would be worth the wait.

My Flawa II

Relaxed in Aminu's room, I downed two shots of scotch to loosen up, to have my guts at its best, the room was too neat, everything was placed and in order, the air conditioner was cooling frantically, Aminu had ordered a well-grilled chicken with barbecue sauce, the aroma was the first to come in, my love for chicken at that time was strong, a special bond I had with it, Aminu's barbecue had the northern recipe, it was nothing I had tasted before, it came with fried yam, I ate it with joy. The gesture was that which my mother would describe as fattening the goat to make it sellable, I was doing all I was warned about and on the premise of the family perceived enemy! I cared less, I wanted to live my life, I would convince myself that I am of age, instead of seeing myself as a 17years old, I prefer to say I am 17+.

I got comfortable after my meal, Aminu sat across on a room sofa while I was on the edge of the bed, he smiled continually like it was his job, we began to talk, his words started its magic again, all it will take to resist him is to be a dunce, if you are intelligent in its slightest; you cannot help but love Aminu's person. He so talked that I carried my own self to the sofa to sit on his lap, I was assured that no one could dare to come into his room. I began to kiss him on his demand and the journey began. My sixth sense organ was engulfed in lust that the about to happen fornication seem noble, I convinced myself that it was going to be worth it, my nipples were alert like knights, every move he made was construed as sexual by me, his saliva was sweet mixed with my savoury and peppery saliva created a recipe I cannot put a name on, I played with his hair, he had a lot of them as the kissing went on, I felt rivulets journey down by below, he unzipped my dress, the care he handled my dress with - whilst pulling it off turned me on even more, he had respect for my expensive rag. He carried me to the bed, hitting my back on the foam; I saw flashes of my mom, It became blurry and faded quickly when Aminu's mouth closed on my nipple, "arrrrrgh" I exhaled.

My Flawa

The day we parted ways.

Wow! I remember it clearly, the day I loosed it, the day I broke the unwritten law, the day I became a woman by the order of sexuality, I grew not to regret it, it took a lot not to be spiteful about, I just laugh it off, surprisingly it had become a story worth sharing even if it is for the laughs. If the wise look thoroughly, however, there are some lessons in it, as subtle as they may seem; they are quite palpable depending on how you choose to read it.

Drunk 1.

A drunk story.

In her very short life, She’s been drunk a lot of times, but the most memorable ones are just thrice. The first day she ever tasted alcohol, she promised never to anymore. Bitter! She moaned.
Back to the story😂

DAIRY OF THOUGHTS

Now you feel like a distant memory fading into oblivion.
As the days drag, your name has become far from my lips  hence on my timeline you hardly get a mention.
I remember when my mind was never at ease because you had all of my attention.
I remember when my mind had refused to let go, it had held on tightly for years till it finally lost its grips.
Who would have thought I'd get over you? Just yesterday I was mad over you.
Now you're faded...your name crops up in a conversation and immediately I feel Jaded.
Back in the good ol' days you sure know I wouldn't have hesitated.
Finally I can love again, get my hands dirty in another tussle for love.
Fall again like dew to earth, feel the freedom as I flap my wings...the cool breeze kissing me from beak to feathers.
So I guess this then is goodbye.
I guess this is where your ink dries off my page.
It was fun while it lasted.
It really was.

TMNS 8

I'm going to cum," I said quietly although my breathing was getting faster with the exquisite touch of her mouth and tongue on my cock.

Skkkkrrr!

TMNS 8

 I stood up and reached out and, holding her small hands in my hands, I pulled her to her feet. Her brow frowned under her blonde her and I could tell she was puzzled at what was going to happen next. I quickly sat down in the chair she had vacated and she turned to face me.

TMNS 7

Still touching and kissing her tits, I eased myself down so I was kneeling, and carefully moved between her legs, gently forcing her legs apart as I moved closer so she didn't notice in her excitement. I couldn't resist touching her long sexy legs and I softly slid my hands up the outside of her legs, and then the inside. Her body quivered when I touched her legs and she unconsciously shifted forward in the chair, her body seemingly eager to get closer to me.

I slipped my hands up, under her mini skirt and stroked higher on the inside of her soft thighs. My own heart was beating faster now that I was getting closer to my prize. She was wearing matching white lace panties and I dragged my finger across her pussy over the thin fabric. I felt her voluntarily spread her legs wider and she moved against my hand now that she was so turned on from my attention to her tits.

DIARY OF THOUGHTS

I lost my mood.
I swear to God I lost my groove.
My pen went dry and mind went on snooze.
I lost the love for what I loved the most.
My mind was faraway thinking about who I loved the most.
That's me, and it's not a thumbs down to the woman I'm in love with, it's just that I was in that type of zone where it seemed like it was me versus everybody.
Figuratively beaten up, my clothes torn and nose were bloody.
My mind was frozen, these past days have been the coldest.
Angry at everything and furious at everyone, all of it has been so topsy-turvy.
With each passing day it seems I go a level lower in this depression.
Fighting to satisfy the world, dem troway face go one side like sey i no dey leave any lasting impressions.
Hence this is me being saddened by the fact that I let these things get to me.
I'm in a fist fight with myself like XXX in that SAD video.
My pupils are dilated and of course it's clear that I'm high.
High on this dysfunctional drug called pain.
There is no gain in brooding but you can tell that to my feet which are afraid of the size of the shoes they are about to fill.
My mind doesn't feel at home no more.
It's all panicky, scrambling door to door looking for a place where it can lay safely.
Suddenly my body gave up because my psyche couldn't find its safety.
I would float through hours. ghosting through days because finally everything seemed sour.
In truth all year it's been a bout and a battle.
Relapse and recovery, this back and forth seeming like I've been playing Eminem's albums all year long.
Every song telling a story of how I've fought, won and lost.
Finally I'm back and everything seems on track.
Sometime in the nearest future I might crack and I might loose my way again.
It is clear now , that each time I wrestle him and I lose, the next time I come out alot more stronger than I once was.

Teaching mirabella new skills 6

Slowly I started to rub lower down her front, tracing the contour of her bra under her top and I felt her body start to tremble. I held my breath and without pausing I deftly undid the button of her blouse, and then the next one. Mirabella didn't stop me. Continuincg down I undid all remaining buttons on her silk blouse and I returned to stroking her soft and sensitive skin.

TMANS 5

I  paused for a moment to watch her. She was slightly bent forward over my table with her long hair cascading from her head. I smiled as one of my dreams popped back into my head and I felt my cock swelling, but then I remembered that this was real life.

TMANS 4

She seemed to calming down a bit now, I turned round and started to make the coffee for Mirabella whilst trying to find out what was wrong with her tonight. "How come you don't have your key, Mirabella?"

"Oh, I wasn't going to be home so early because I'd gone out to a party and my parents weren't picking me up until eleven. But I had to leave early."

TMANS 3

Her long hair cascaded from her head to just below her shoulders and she was wearing a tight blouse with the top two buttons undone, revealing her cleavage and a white lace bra. Her skirt was a short flowing skirt that stopped a few inches above her knees. Her legs were bare and she was wearing a high heeled shoe.

I realized I was staring for too long, and looking up and down at her sexy body, but she didn't seem to notice. Mirabella just stood there looking upset.

Teaching mirabelle a new skill 2

Having the Russells move in next to me was good, Soon enough me and Mirabella got along and we really liked each other.

Teaching mirabelle a new skill 1

It was four months ago when my new neighbors moved in. I was used to the neighboring house being empty since the previous occupants had moved out a few months earlier,I went out to meet Mr and Mrs Russell when they first arrived and we seemed to get on well, although that wasn't too much of a surprise However it was Mr and Mrs Russell's daughter who caught most of my attention when she arrived the following day after they moved in.

My deisre 3

That soft slide, crazy inching, queer twists,

Everything driving me insane.

The way you fill me up, the way i scream your name, I don’t ever want to let you go.

I’m going insane on you and I don’t ever want to wake from this place.

Your arms, my home, my solace and my desire.

My desire 2

Slight pucker of your lips,

Soft tender feels,

Shivers when you place them on me,

And you lick down my spine,