That’s it slut. Beat that whore’s cunt,” I cried out as I felt my orgasm building. I could tell my wife was close as well, as her breathing had become ragged and she was pushing back against each of my thrusts. “Now lick her...
The girls could hear the heat rising in Bunmi’s voice along with Lekan’s muffled grunts. Unconsciously, they found themselves breathing in sync with Bunmi — short, shallow breaths with long pauses in between — matching the...
Clearing her throat, Omolara quickly replied “yes” as she grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up to her waist. Once her knees were spread open, Chinaza cautiously inched forward on her knees until she was staring straight into my...
Fatimah was able to escape that night due to Theo’s quick wit. He simply told her he slept, while he was sleeping on the bench and he mistakenly rolled off it which led to the bench breaking and making a loud bang. He said he hadn’t seen...
Nneka’s eyes lit up, and Aishat immediately jumped up to yank off her legging. Thumbs threaded under her elastic waistband, she had them down at least four inches on one side — revealing a single, silky smooth thigh — before Bunmi...
I’m sure both of them just chalked the conversation up to the drunken ramblings of two best friends, but upon hearing the story several days later, I began to have other ideas. Not wanting to let my wife in on my thoughts, for fear she might...
I sat at the balcony of my boyfriend’s four-bedroom tastefully furnished duplex in Ikoyi. We were chilling, smoking a laze blunt, he’s quite the hunk, my 6’5 tall, well-chiselled abs, oozing ‘alpha male’ masculinity boyfriend called Dayo. It had...
“No!! Ten seconds!!” “YES!! He’s gonna cum! There he goes! That’s it, baby! Let it out! Do it!!” “Just hang on!!” “Come on, finish it!! Uhh!! Yeah!! FUCK me!! Ohhh!! That’s it...
Sadness was well written on her face and she greeted Iya Fati grumpily, she was unbothered by Fatimah’s mood and just gave her a long list of chores she was to take care of while she attended to her customers. Fatimah sleeps on the parlour...
I could hear her gasp as it dawned on her what it was I wanted her to do. With a nervous, “yes sir,” I could hear her shuffling through her purse. When she finally indicated that she had it, I then told her to, “Shove that in your...
Of course, this only made it worse. The tension doubled, burning for release. He wished he could scream, “Finish me off!” But the gag made it impossible. He would do anything to feel her hand again. Or Aishat’s hand. Or...
“Ha… abi na, you be the girl wey dem say three people they fuck for house?” Kingsley asked in a low tone surprised. Fatimah explained that it was a rumour that it was the pornstar that was fucked on TV, that was fucked by three men...
We spent the remainder of the weekend enjoying each other’s bodies, taking breaks only to eat or wash up, or to catch some much-needed rest. I introduced the butt plug at various times throughout the weekend, trying to extend the amount of...
Lekan did not even realize that he had stopped struggling. Instead, his mind locked in anticipation — adrenaline surging — his body ready to snap with tension — every muscle instinctively primed for the slightest trigger. The fear...
She was so tired, walking home was so tedious, the sun had started to go down but she still was sweating profusely but with all these, she had a big smile plastered on her face. She felt so happy, she had sex with John, the cutest boy in the whole...
I awoke earlier than I normally do the next day, as I wanted to put the next phase of my plan into action before my wife had woken up. Sneaking into the closet I grabbed the paddle and wrist straps I had purchased from the Store and stashed them at...
Aishat didn’t even bother to look back at Bunmi. Instead, she arched an eyebrow at Lekan, grinned, and pushed forward, pressing her hips into his. Lekan couldn’t resist noticing how little material was between them, and he couldn’t...
He watched her slowly sandwich his dick between his and her damp panties, the wetness from the panties on his dick was so cold it sent jolts of electricity up and down his spine, his dick seemed to get harder as Fatimah continued her sultry play...
She immediately began gagging hard around my cock and pulled back quickly, sucking in deep, ragged breaths around my shaft as the head popped free from her throat. She coughed and sputtered for a few seconds as she fought the panic and attempted to...
Fatimah started to enjoy class a bit better not because she got more intelligent but because Mr Folabi had stopped flogging her with his cane and started using his dick a procedure she always enjoyed and looked forward to. Her academics...
Bunmi hurried to answer the doorbell. She knew it was Lekan — after all, she invited him — but no one else was home except Bunmi’s friends watching TV in the room, and she didn’t want to keep him waiting. Quickly fixing her...
And just like that, Omolara became hysterical. She began to scream and yell as she thrashed beneath me, in the throes of one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever seen from her. Just as she was coming down from hers I felt mine building and I...
She slipped two fingers in her pussy, it had been so long that she did that and she almost forgot what sweet sensation she got from fingering herself. Mr Afolabi continued to roll her boobs on her chest and play with her nipples, they were too...
She smiled, rubbing her hands over his chest. “That’s more like it.” She turned her face up for more kisses. She must have washed her makeup off the night before as well. She still had a smudge of black around her eyes, but...
My wife Omolara and I have been happily married for almost eight years now. We met while in university together and have been inseparable ever since. Upon graduating, we were quickly married and began our respective careers. If I had to describe my...
She would part her pussy with two fingers and pushed the remote to the entrance. It stung but she wanted to see how far she could go. Some of it went in with an audible pop and she had to throw a palm over her own mouth to muffle her scream. It was...
He pulled his softening cock out of her slowly, and she rolled over on her side. “Yeah!” He leaned in and kissed her, long and deep. She sighed with contentment. He sat up and pulled his condom off. Glancing around, he noted, “Shit...
“Nope…” “I don’t see why she gets so upset. So her man likes to look at a nice pair of breasts?” she rolled her breasts around and ran her thumbs over her hard nipples. She closed her eyes and smiled as she did...
He grabbed a firm hold of her rippling perfect ass and pounded away with as much strength as his weak body would allow him. His rhythm was erratic, to begin with. He was more or less hunched over her back, humping away as fast as he could, every bit...
Fatty Bumbum! What’s her name? Fatty Bumbum!!! The whole class shouted gleefully much to Fatimah’s disgust. Everything seems to always go against her. She had got the whole assignment wrong, only she got it wrong out of a class of 41...
