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Saturday, 7 July 2012

Confessions of a Randy Houseboy.

Author: adonisgold
I sneak into madam's room at midnight , it is dark , but light from outside filter in ,the glow is just enough for me to see her outline on the bed. She is totally unclothed and fast asleep. I wonder to myself what I am doing here, but just then she moans in her sleep and throws her legs apart, my eyes are used to the dark now and I see her kitty, clean shaven and moist, inviting, she is snoring lightly. I go on all fours and crawl towards the bed and slowly inch my face in between her legs I can smell her kitty, then with my heart beating so loud I am afraid she will hear I stick out my tongue and give her kitty a long lick. The taste is unbelievable, slippery, rich. I draw back and savour  her juice on my tongue like a connoisseur, hmmm,perfect. I get more confident, she has been drinking all day and I heard when she complained to her friend over the phone that she was so Hot becos oga was hardly ever around and dat she fantasized abt s, ex always. That was my cue. I take anoda lick, this time firmer, deeper and more confident , her kitty twitches, she moans gently in her sleep , spreads her legs wider and thrusts out her hips  ‘’interesting’’ I think to myself. By now I have a massive hardon.

With one hand I stroke my di.ck , then I insert my my finger gently into her kitty, all the  while licking her clit gently, by now her whole buttocks is vibrating and her kitty contracts on my finger, I add another finger and she moans softly to herself.She is so wet a dark stain spreads on the bedsheets. She can’t still be asleep. Then she arches her back, her entire buttocks lifts from the bed, I follow not wanting to relinquish my mouth grip on her kitty, we are poised there for some seconds an impossible angle, but I continue sucking,and licking although I am scared my neck would snap because of the strain, just then I am rewarded the jet of clear liquid pumping from her kitty into my mouth, and face. I manage to catch some with my hands and use the slippery liquid to lubricate my di.ck. I explode s.emen all over the place , it flies and splashes on her Unclad br.eas.ts, thighs and tummy. I jump up and run out of the room trying in vain to hold the rest precipitate with my hand. As I run to my room a trail of s.emen follows me.

myriad of different feelings assail me. Guilt, excitement, fear. My face still smells of her kitty and before I know I get another erec.tion! I lie down on the bed and with her smell on my nostrils I stroke my phallus until I expel. The force of my expulsion makes my balls ache. I clean up and remember that I had precipitate all over madam. What if she was truly asleep and had no inkling what had transpired? The seme.m would surely give me away. And oga could come early . I got a wet rag and started cleaning my way back up.  I can hear moans from madams room, by now its almost dawn and I can see quite clearly, she is thrashing wildly on the bed, one hand on her kitty, the other massaging her bosoms. Just then I hear oga’s horn at the gate licking her clit gently, by now her whole buttocks is vibrating and her kitty contracts on my finger, I add another finger and she moans softly to herself.She is so wet a dark stain spreads on the bedsheets. She can’t still be asleep. Then she arches her back, her entire buttocks lifts from the bed, I follow not wanting to relinquish my mouth grip on her kitty, we are poised there for some seconds an impossible angle, but I continue sucking,and licking although I am scared my neck would snap because of the strain, just then I am rewarded the jet of clear liquid pumping from her kitty into my mouth, and face. I manage to catch some with my hands and use the slippery liquid to lubricate my di.ck. I explode s.emen all over the place , it flies and splashes on her Unclad br.eas.ts, thighs and tummy. I jump up and run out of the room trying in vain to hold the rest precipitate with my hand. As I run to my room a trail of s.emen follows me.

In my room a myriad of different feelings assail me. Guilt, excitement, fear. My face still smells of her kitty and before I know I get another erec.tion! I lie down on the bed and with her smell on my nostrils I stroke my phallus until I expel. The force of my expulsion makes my balls ache. I clean up and remember that I had precipitate all over madam. What if she was truly asleep and had no inkling what had transpired? The seme.m would surely give me away. And oga could come early . I got a wet rag and started cleaning my way back up.  I can hear moans from madams room, by now its almost dawn and I can see quite clearly, she is thrashing wildly on the bed, one hand on her kitty, the other massaging her bosoms. Just then I hear oga’s horn at the gate.

I race downstairs in a panic! I did not expect oga to come so quickly, I open the gate apprehensively. I am sure I am in trouble with a capital T! Oga drives in and parks while I close the gates. How is everything Okon? he asks Fine sah! I reply, (then to myself) except that I just finished sucking your wife and sprayed her with my se.men! I carry oga's bag into the parlour watching the staircase with apprehension. Just then madam appearsat the top, darling! She gushes, She is wearing a night gown and there is no trace of my precipitate on her. She hugs oga and I stand there gaping at her like a fool. Soon she turns to me and snaps ''take his bags upstairs and stop staring like a fool!'' I rush upstairs and yes, she has changed the sheets!

The rest of that day is a blur . There is nothing in madams behaviour to indicate there is anything amiss, but, , Thru out dat day I self-service constantly. I refuse to wash my face so I can continue to smell her, and each time I do my manliness stiffens and I have to wa.nk! Oga did not go to work the next day cos it was a saturday. On Sunday night I am fast asleep when I am awakened by a hand fondling my Di,ck, I open my eyes slightly and I see the dim shape of madam . she unzips my shorts and takes my di.ck in her mouth, she sucks it untill I come in her mouth. She swallows it but she is far from done. She gets up and straddles my face with her kitty, I have no choice but to suck, all the while I pray oga does not come to catch us, I begin to think I will suffocate to death becos she is not giving me air. I suck and try toi breathe until at last she ejaculates all over my face and bed and without a word she disappears soundlessly.

Oga travels the next morning. Madam calls me and tells me to do some laundry, it's the bedsheet and her undies! She gives me with a straight face and I am left wondering if I am the one imagining things, but  I when I check the bedsheet it is still damp , the sight gives me another hard on and I rush to my room too,
Later madam comes into the kitchen when I am washing plates to ask why I do not take chocolate (bournvita) I tell her I just don't like it and she hisses. That night I decide I cannot try anything, I toss and turn on my bed but towards dawn something pulls me upstairs to madam's room. She is fast asleep and her legs are invitingly open. I approach on my knees and give her kitty a long lick and get the shock of my life! She has spiced her kitty with Bournvita! I don't like Bournvita but melted in her kitty, I like. I am so excited I forget about being discreet, I hold her legs lift her butt up to get a better angle and suck like there is no tommorow, she starts moaning so loudly I am afraid Etim the gardener might hear. Then she grips my head with her thighs and with her hands she pulls my head to her kitty and ejaculates into my face nostrils and all, I almost drown! After she comes she just covers her self with the sheets turns and goes back to sleep, I race to my room with my fierce Attention,to my vaseline.

Episode 2


The next day is very hectic,Madam sends me to market with an endless list. I come back dog tired and she keeps sending me on useless errands! At night I am so fatigued I sleep heavily only to be awakened by her straddling me 69 , my manliness is erect and she must have been at for quite sometime, she is rubbing her kitty all over my face urgently and making strangled noises, before I know we expel simultaneously , she on my face , me, in her mouth. She rightens herself swiftly like a cat ,spits the s.emen on my chest and uses her hands to smear it all my body! And then she glides away silently.

By weekend Oga returned with his younger sister one lepa tall dark pretty thing like this! But her bosoms men full! It reminded me of those geneticall engineered orange trees, thing stem but massive fruits! I quiclky carry her bag to the guest room next to mine.   I drilled a small hole in my bathroom and from there I can see anyone bathing in the guest room. On many occasions I have spied on guests and the things I have seen is a diff story for anoda day. Well after sometime she went into the room and I quickly disappear into mine. Oga and madam are upstairs. Hopefully Oga is doing his duty becos me self don dey tire o. I peep thru my hole and yes she is n.ude, kai! What a body! My heart starts pounding. She steps into the bathtub and turns on the hand shower, then she directs the spray inbetween her legs. She does it for a long time and I am just starting to think it was all hygiene when all of a sudden she starts trembling and gasping and when she comes she the shower head falls to the tub with a clatter. My di,ck is on fire and as I turn to grab the vaseline I see madam watching me! I gasp in suprise but there is a look in her eyes, she shoves me from the hole and gums her eye to the place. I don not know what she is seeing now but she reaches into her skirt and starts to caress herself , I grab my vaseline and caress myself. watching her, watch her. Soon she is shaking and rubbing her kitty with increasing urgency, I increase my tempo and I expel, then she too, wetting her brown shorts. She buttons her shorts ties her shawl round her waist and without as much as a look in my direction she walks away.

By now I have lost weight, it is now an everyday thing, if oga travels I will go to madam, when he is around she comes to me. I do not sleep at night anymore, then during the day she works me like a horse, and there is nothing in her character has changed.  She is still as nasty as ever! If not worse. The worst thing is dat I have not even 4ked her. One night like this I tried to insert my di.ck into her kitty she jus grabbed my dic. kand thrust it into her a,rsehole for a few seconds ! My bro ! Heaven, then she suddenly pushed me away with such force I nearly broke my arm, hell! For 2 nights after dat I did not go to her aand I made sure my room was locked. At night she would come and turn the handle and go away silently.  On the third night I wanted to lock the door but the key had disappeared! Wahala! That night she came from upstairs totally n.ude and jus bend ynash for me without a word, I quiclky spring up and take position but the craze woman would not let me enter kitty only a.rs.e. I kuku manage dat one, but kai! I am finished. The thing is sweet. I think I am in love with madam o.

Episode 3


Problem has come. Madam does not come again and she locks her door every night. I cannot eat or sleep. I am sick. Every-time I see her in the day my heart skips. I long to suck her kitty, to drink her juice. I w. ank every 2 mins.  Etim was asking if I am o.k. I lied that I had a slight fever, but he looked at me strangely. I must be more careful. Then that very night as I am sleeping I hear Madam's footsteps , I have come to know it, but she does not appear, I drift back to sleep sure that I have made a mistake, but soon I start hearing moans, I creep out , it's from the guest room, I try the door but it is locked. I can hear madam and oga's sister moaning! Abasi! What kind of house is this? I rush to my bedroom grab the vaseline and , , but even after sounds still torment me, I have to see this.

I rush out and try the key hole but I cant see anything. The way madam is moaning I am sure Etim will hear! What are they doing? She never screamed just like dat for me. By now she is speaking a language that i cannot place and lepa is whispering softly. I seat outside the door with my vaseline and wan.k with the sounds of their love making. Then the door swings open. madam steps out, looks at me with pity and goes upstairs. Immediate4ly I see her, I spew my seed.

This morning Etim came , he cleared his throat and started to make small talk. At last I told him to come out with it. ''I heard fuuny noises yesterday, I know its not my biz , but u are my broda, I hope u know wat u are doing? I pray u do, cos if u are doing wat i think u are doing then u are playing with pure red fire. ''
''Yesterday, it was not me!''
''Then who was it?''
''It was oga's sister and Madam!''
The look he gives tell me that he thinks I am the biggest fool on Earth to tell such a lie.

Thru out dat day I am thinking of how I can watch what dey are doing at night, then it finally hits me. I creep into the ceiling and bore a hole just above the bed. I make sure it is wide enough and creep back to my room thru the ceiling. I retire early and I quiclky climb into the ceiling with my vaseline, but all tru dat night nothing happens.

Episode 4


The next nite I am luckier. I am just setttling down when madam sneaks into the room and she and lepa jump intop each others arm. Madam is holding one long strapon an b4 I know she straddles lepa from behind all the wile massaging her clit with the other hand, Lepa is moaning and she twists to kiss madam! I have neva been so Hot! I grab my vaseline and stroke myself urgently, they are moving frenziedly now and they have shifted from the scope of my spyhole, i crane my neck to get a better view and in my excitement I lose my balance and crash into the room.

I land on my back, my manliness is still erect and shinning, they both pause for a moment and then they pounce on me. Lepa bends over and I slid my manliness into her kitty, and I get the shock of my life! She is so hot, wet and slippery! I come in seconds! I am so enthralled by lepas kitty I ignore madams advances. Madam is angry with me! I know she is planning evil against me but I don't care. It is only lepa I want now. Madam crept into my room the other night and just sat on my face but I refused to suck her kitty and she left angrily. I am thinking of lepa and as usuall my di.ck stiffens ,i rush to my bathroom grab vaseline and smear my manliness with it, but, Firee!!!!! Pepper! Madam put raw pepper in the vaseline! I holler and wash my di.ck but no way. Etim rushes into my room in panic, ''what, what?'''

I am hopping around in pain and screaming! My Di.ck is aflame! When Etim notices me my di.ck hanging out and me hopping around crazily he bursts into gales of laughter and goes away. For three days my di.ck is in torment. I cannot wee. or even  imagine anything intimate. Madam , is surely the devils incarnate.  Etim does not ask me how I got into this mess, he walks away shaking his head ruefully his shoulders still heaving with laughter . Madam is as calm and placid as a lake. After like a week my d,ick heals and I can feel that familiar stirring in my loins again. The next morning I am washing in the courtyard. Etim and lepa have gone to Church when madam walks up to me,'' Okon'' she says,''U will 4uck me in the afternoon today''. My heart leaps with shock! She has never admitted having anything to do with me , and all the times I sucked her had been at night, but this brazen open invitation to a daylight tryst was quite a stunner! She walks away and with my hands still dripping with foam I follow her into the parlour as if hypnotized. She walks into the sitiing room and motions to my room, I follow, with an Attention the size of an electric pole! By the time I enter she is already stark unclothed on my bed. The most gratifying thing was that she was smiling at me invitingly, not that vague faraway look anymore. I am in such a hurry to get out of my shorts that I stumble into the standing mirror and it tethers and crashes to the ground sending shards and splinters of glass everywhere, One digs itself into my left thigh and I scream in agony. Just then I hear a horn at the gate, Oga! Madam leaps up and dashes out like a flash, as she streaks past me I notice she has a bleeding cut on her shoulder.

I rush out to open the gates and the driver drives in, but the backseat is empty! Hassan the idiotic driver tumbles out and  throws the keys at me , ''Oga don travel, e say make I park motor till Monday''. I am so angry I do not even make any attempt to catch the key, it lands on the ground and the electronic key shatters on the hard concrete ground!
Episode 5

I avoid Madam and lepa for some days. I am afraid of the way evrything is going wrong. I try to control my libido, at night my door is always locked . I used a bent nail to lock it. Sometimes I would notice as someone tries to open it. Madam or lepa, I do not want any of them any more. But after a week the taste of madam's kitty on my tongue hungers me. I fight it for some days but one night I finally give in to my craving and crawl upstairs. As usuall her door is invitingly open and with my heart pounding with anticipation and my mouth watering I sneak in , only to get the shock of my life! Madam Is holding the dressing table and pounding into her with the most massive di.ck I have ever seen is Etim! With one hand he stimulates her clit & with the other caressess her bosoms. Madam is shaking the way I have neva seen a woman shake. Etim, (the bastard!) after some thrusts would remove his hand from her brea.sts and slap her bottom with a resounding thwack and madam would yelp in ecstasy. I am filled with lust and I run down stairs , to lepa's room.

The next morning Oga arrives from travel. Immediately he settles down I storm off to  the boys quaters to accost Etim. He is looking as guilty as a cornered rat! But he denies my allegations. If my own hands were clean I would have reported to Oga, I am so filled with jealousy. Madam who I have been sucking did not give me kitty , instead she gave this shortman devil. When Etim sees how angry I am he starts to laugh and makes a silly statement abt me wanting to chop alone without sharing with him. I dont know whewn I lash out at him and we start fighting. He is stronger than I amk but I am madder! I scratch, kick, bite and all. Very soon we are both rolling in the mud grappling. ''Hey! stop that this minute!'' It is Oga! ''What is the matter?'' He demands? ''Why are you fighting?''  We both disengage and stand mute! ''Cant you talk? How can you two be fighting so early in the morning? What happened?''
''Nothing.'' We both chorus.

Oga looks at us as if we have both gone mad. ''So you mean the two of you just woke up and started fighting over nothing this morning''. We still stand mute. Oga is standing at the doorway and behind him madam appears and watches the scene quietly. Oga does not realize she is standing behind him. Then she blows us a kiss and disappears again. Oga stands there for some moments before going indoors. It is clear he is beginning to suspect something but what? I give Etim a dirty look and slink indoors.

Episode 6

Oga is on leave, he is just loafing around the house, itis so annoying. Madam has become very nice to me. She asks if I have eaten and all that, the other day she  smiled at me and asked why I hit Etim. But the problem is Oga, he is just spreading all over the house like eczema. I realize madam is being careful too. But one night she appears in my room while Oga is snoring upstairs and whispers in my ear, ''Okon bleep my Kitty!'' My heart leap-t with Joy and  my Joystick with lust. I was so inflamed I forgot to lock the door. Just as I am about to mount madam and run her thru finally with my weapon , Oga appears at the open door,

I almost pass out! I leap off the bed but madam drags me back and mo0toins urgently to me to be quiet. I do not see the point, I do not intend to wait until oga butchers me!v But I notice there is something funny about the way oga is standing., he has a vacant look in his eyes, then it hits me!  He is sleepwalking.

Oga stands there for some seconds before he turns and leaves. Madam creeps after him. I do not bother at all. All my earlier passion has dissipated. When I am finally alone I sit on the edge of my bed with a  thumping heart. That was the closest call ever. But i know it is not uhuru yet. Why did he sleep walk to my room of all places. Maybe subconsciously he was beginning to suspect something.

Oga does not remember a thing the next morning. He goes about his things normally but I am as jumpy as a kangaroo. Madam does not come does not come down all day. I wonder what is wrong. Etim and I ignore each other. I am fed up with this house and its crazy adventures. I am sorry for oga. What has the poor man done wrong? I can't stay here any longer, this kind of life is much too exciting. I decide to start looking for a job somewhere else, then perhaps start afresh, no more randy runs, no more scares and shock, no Etim, madam, no more drama . I sigh to myself, I am so lost in thought I do not notice madam standing behind me until she calls me softly , ''Okon."

Immediately I see her I forget  my vow to be chaste and all. She looks so desirable and there is a devilish look in her eyes. She turns and into the garage. I wait for some seconds and follow her. She is wearing a gown and without much ado she raises it up and I see she is stark Unclad under, the sight of her smooth buttocks sends me wild. She bends over the bonnet of Oga's Rover urgently and I quickly unzip and my Di.ck leaps out angrily. ''S.crew me Okon,'' madam whispers. I quickly go down and kiss her kitty from behind, I lick it until she is dripping wet, then I slowly slide my phallus into her hot juicy kitty. She gasps with pleasure and I ram into her rapidly from behind until we both reach a roaring climax! All thru I can hear Oga talking on the phone upstairs.

Episode 7

The very next morning a prophet with white garment came to see oga. They locked themselves in oga's study for three hours! I am so apprehensive. The man left in the evening and he looked at me funny or God is it my mind? Oga too seems to be one kain, maybe I am going crazy! Madam is avoiding me, not ignoring, avoiding, but I am very worried about the Prophet who came to see Oga,  I am.

It is 2 am and a noise awakens me. My heart leaps with anticipation, maybe its madam finally. But I hear it again, the sounds of feet and guttural voices, I peep through the window and get the shock of my life! Robbers! They are 5 and they have captured Etim and they are forcing the front door open. I rush out and as I get to the parlour Oga and Madam are rushing downstairs, wide eyed with fright.
‘’What? ‘’ Stammers Oga,
‘’Robbers!’’ I whisper . Oga almost faints with fright, just then the front door comes crashing down and the robbers storm inside. Lie down everybody! I hug the ground, I have never been so alarmed. They are 5, 3 wielding guns , the rest, machetes. Oga rushes upstairs to bring money escorted by two of them. I am lying between Etim & Madam. Oga gives them a big bundle of money, ‘’that is 500,000 thousand, pls take it and go’’. They are almost on the way out when the big one seems to notice madam for the 1st  time. She is wearing her famous transparent nightie. The guy stops and motions to her to get up. She gets up staring at him defiantly, the guy rips her  dress and her bosoms spill out, ‘’Lie down’’ He barks! Madam still stands , although she is Unclad she looks dignified. ‘’Lie her down’’. Two of them rush at madam and wrestle her to the ground, she struggles violently, Oga is shivering in terror, then something in me snaps. The one standing guard over us is watching the fracas, I wink at Etim and leap to my feet, and deliver a crushing blow to the side of his neck, as he slumps I wrench the falling A.K. 47. From his hands and use the the butt to pummel the next guys temple, but I am in trouble because the next guy is raising his gun , but, thank God ! Etim springs at him like a cat, the other two with machetes race out into the dark as madam attempts to scratch out their eyes.

Oga is very pleased with me. He finally agrres to give me a job! I am so happy but when he informs me that he had a friend who could help me into the army I am shocked! Army?  I expected a white collar job. At least I had my OND. If not life I never expected to be a houseboy. Me Okon Ita Bassey! I tell oga to give me time to think about it. After careful consideration I decide its the best thing to move on. I cant continue like this. That is clear. The next day I tell oga i am interested and he nods without saying a word.

I am now very excited! When I tell Etim he goes green with envy! I avoid madam but she finally corners me in the store one evening, ''so u are planning to leave us?'' I nod, tongue tied. She nods and looks at me in a manner that makes me forget my vow to be celibate for now. ''When are u leaving ?''  ''I don't know yet, oga said he will tell me when the time draws near.'' She sighs softly and looks so beautiful and sad. Impulsively I step forward grab her and crush her succulent lips with mine.

But its like the devil that has been following me will not let anything good come my way, just as I am kissing madam Oga appears at the door of the kitchen. When he sees us he is so suprised he drops his phone and bellows my name! ''Okon!'' Madam runs out past her husband and leaves me to face certain death alone. Oga's face is red with anger! His mouth works rapidly but no sound comes out of it.  The veins on his head are standing out, he takes a step towards me, clutches his heart and slowly sinks to the ground, all the while staring at me in shock and disbelief. I rush to grab him before he hits the ground. I scream and madam , Etim and Lepa rush in , ''what? what?'' They ask. Madam probably thinks oga has stabbed me, but when I shout, ''help, I think oga is having a stroke!'' I see her face brighten up momentrarily but she quicly masks it and takes charge. Madam drives to the hospital rapidly. All through I am supporting Oga behind although he cannot talk the hatred in his eyes are so eloquent.

The Doctor confirmed my fears, Oga had a stroke. He could not walk or talk, but he kept trying to say something. He glared at us evily as we dressed him up, all the while babbling inchoherently. But occassionally a complete word made it through, and one kept making me wince , ''twiator!'' I hope it is only me and madam who understood what he was really trying to say. ''TRAITOR!'' The Doctor asked if he had gotten a bad shock but I deny that vehemently. We were just talking when he slumped I said. Obviously oga can hear because he starts babbling more enegertically after my latest betrayal. Madam is the perfect picture of the distressed wife, but I can see a twinkle in her sultry eyes.
Oga does not recover. He is more or less a vegetable. He has come back home I and madam have to babysit him. He can't bathe himself or poo. I have to carry him and wash him up! This is more than I bargained for! It is only me and madam who really knows what really happened. That in itself has made us closer. At night she will leave oga and come to sleep in my room.  I can't believe I could be so cruel. Then the other night she and Lepa came into my room and scre'wed me untill I begged for mercy. Lepa does not seem bothered by oga's condition. What kind of devils are we?

Episode 8
Days stretch into weeks but oga does not improve. He is just there glaring at us with hatred.  Then one Sunday evening madam calls me into the study and shows me oga's  will. He has willed everything to her! She watches me intently as I read the will, and I am seized with fright because I know what is coming next. She creeps up to me and hisses like a serpent, ''kill him!''

I have  finally decided  to kill  Oga.He is just a nuisance! Madam says he is worth 200 million and she has said she will give me 50 m after the job. 50m! I would kill my mother for that amount. I have been thinking of how to do it. Poison would be easy but I am afraid there  might be an autopsy. Or maybe I should break his neck and push him down the staircase. After discussing with madam we both decide it was better to consult a professional, ie a native doctor. Madam says she knows one! I wonder what he has been doing for her!
I make love too madam daily now. On Sunday we both go to see the native doctor and after listening to us he says he will give us a substance that will kill him but no doctor would detect it. We pay him his bill, 20k, and he gives me substance to put in his food. I tell madam to do it but she refuses.She says she cannot kill her husband and that I must do it or no 50m for me!

It should be easy. Afterall I have been the person feeding him all this while. The plan is to give him and rush him to the hospital. The native doctor assured us the poison takes an hour to work. So after giving him we would rush him to the hospital. Better for him to die there in their care. That evening I prepare ogas favorite meal. Pounded yam and bitter leaf ogbono and I mix the stuff into his soup. Madam is so excited.   She watches me intently as I prepare the food. Then  with hearts pounding we mount the stairs with the food, oga’s  time has come! 

I open the door to his room with madam following me closely and we get the shock of our lives! Oga is sitting on the bed fully dressed. ‘’Honey’’ he says, ‘’I am late for work. Don’t worry about the food!’’ I am astounded! He talks to me normally and I realize the fool has recovered but he has lost his memory! Not everything, but he can’t remember what made him have a stroke!

 I almost drop the tray of food! Madam quickly adjusts and goes over to hug Oga. I am still standing there with my mouth agape! Just then loud and sudden pounding from the gates galvanize me into action! I rush downstairs drop the food on top the sink and rush to open the gates, and who do I see? The withe garment barefooted prophet! He is clutching a heavy cross and Bible. I look as guilty as a burglar with one leg thru the window.  ''Where is your master?'' He demands. I want to see him, I had a dream, I saw a vision!''
  ''Oga is not well’’ I counter.
‘’I must see him! Tell him the man of God wants to see him!’’ By now He is shouting at the top of his voice and I have no choice but to let him in. I follow him apprehensively. Oga and madam are coming down from the staircase, he is unsteady on his feet and madam is  supporting him. When the Prophet sees him he starts to shout ,
‘’Hallelujah! Praise Jahovah! Jahovah Jireh!’’
I am scared and withdraw into the kitchen  only to see Etim gobbling the last morsel of  pounded yam and Ogbono soup!!!

''Etim! '' I scream ''Why did you eat it!'' He is chewing the last piece of fish and with his mouth full he replies,
''You people in this house waste food too much. How would you just put this kind of food on the sink to be washed away when I am hungry'' He belched and grinned at me, ''very delicious!'' By now I am almost going crazy. I make an effort to pull myself together. The speed with which these things are happening makes  me dizzy! I can still hear the Prophet chanting, ''They will fall into the pit they have dug for you!'' I want to tell madam the latest but I am afraid of the prophet. I just stand there  staring at Etim  petrified.

There and then I decide to runaway before the poo hits the fan! The only person who knows me to my home is the same Etim who is already on deaths doorway . I leave Etim who is washing plates and go to my room to pack . I realize I have only one hour. I will not  even tell madam  anything. I brave it  thru the parlour to my room. But after packing I cant leave because they are still in the parlour. I wait in agonizing suspense and 2 hours crawl past ! I know all is lost. I sit there clutching my bag too frightened  to make any move. By now Etim should be dead! The native doctor assured us the medicine would kill in  one hour. Tears stream down my face. I remember how Etim came to pick me from the village and brought me to Lagos, now see how I have repaid him! What will I tell my people?  It is all like a nightmare!! I feel trapped! I am still thinking all this when my door flies open and a beaming Etim informs me that Oga wants to see me! I almost jump out of my skin! By now it is hours after, Etim has no right to be alive!

''You!'' I gasp!
''Shut up!'' Etim snaps. Irritated with me as usual.
''Oga says I should call you. The prophet man wants to see you. What is wrong with you!''.
I cringe against the wall. The thought of facing the ''Prophet man'' is even more frightening than seeing Etim.
But Etim is not having any of that rubbish, he shoves me into the parlour without much ado.
''You!'' The prophet howls as soon as he sees me ,
''you need deliverance.'' I back away from him in utter terror and run into Etim, solid as a rock. Etim  pushes me into the middle of the parlour and screams,
''Kneel,  you Devil!!''

My help comes from madam!
''Leave him alone''. she screams and springs at the Prophet like a cat. The Prophet has a hard time fighting her off. He retreats to the verandah , all the while Madam is Trying to scratch out her eyes.
''Fake Prophet! Leave my house with your evil visions. '' All the while oga is pleading with her ,
''Evelyn, pls leave him, he is a man of God.'' Madam is not having any of that. She looks like a Tasmanian devil! Her hair is scattered , her eyes wild and she is screeching like a banshee! Even I am scared of her. Surely if anyone is possessed it is her! She has backed the Prophet into a corner. He is holding his cross in front of him  like a shield and shouting,
''Thus says the lord, Touch not my anointed and do my Prophet no harm!'' The bible verse does not avail him, madam launches herself at him and rakes his left cheek with her nails instantly  drawing his holy blood. The prophet drops his Bible and cross and flees through the open gate with his white garment billowing in the wind.

Madam is ready to chase him into the street but Oga and I restrain her and drag her into the parlour. Etim scurries out of the parlour and I creep into my room leaving Oga and Madam in the parlour. I have had enough drama to last me the rest of my lifetime! I silently start packing my things. I am leaving right away. In ten minutes I have finished packing. Without a word to anybody I sneak out through the back door and towards the gate with my bag . Just as I am about to open the gate it flies open, it is  the prophet and two policemen!
''That is him, arrest him!'' Yells the Prophet, ''he is running away!''.

The larger of the two policemen a burly big headed fellow with fiery red eyes grabs me and says,
''I am Sergeant Mfon  from the criminal investigation dept, we have a compliant against you , Come with us to the station''.
''I am so shocked.'' The Prophet does not mention one word about madam .
''What is the compliant?'' I finally manage to stutter.
''When you get to the station you will know.'' Retorts the second policeman, a wizened fellow with bad breath.
''I have not done anything, I have not''.
''Then why are you running away?'' Asks  the seargeant.
Just then I notice that oga and Madam are watching from the window as I am dragged into the waiting van outside, all the while protesting my innocence.

At the station the Prophet alleges I assaulted him. He shows his wounds and after taking my statement I am thrown in the cell! My statement even to myself is not clear. I do not want to implicate myself further. I am even afraid to drag madam into the issue. If it comes to credibility I know no one would believe me. so I decide to just keep quiet. I have never been in a cell before and the first thing that hits me is the  overpowering smell urine. Its is so dark I can barely see. I can only make out some figures in the dark. Just then a slap lands on my checks and I cower against the wall in terror.  It is the cell president, a thickset , evil looking , shaggy bandit. He smiles at me and says,
''My name na Acid water, I be presido here, no worry I go take care of you here fine boy. U no go sleep ground , you go sleep this mat with me, then for night I go mess your nyash!
I start shivering with fright , It seems like a particularly harrowing nightmare.
''Oh God '', I whisper to myself, ''Oh God!''

True to his word ''that evening  Acidwater spreads a tattered mat and beckons on me to come and lay down next to him! I can see he has na Attention.
''Oya close your eyes and face the wall!'' he shouts at the rest. By now my legs are shaking and I could not even walk towards him even if I wanted to. My legs have turned to jelly. Just as I think I will pass out a policeman appears at the cell bawling,

''Okon Bassey! Okon Bassey!

''Sir!!!''
''Come out! Your madam has come to bail you.'' He opens the cell door and I dart out panting with relief. Phew! What a close shave!
I stagger to the counter and there is Madam looking like an angel signing my bail bond. She pays 10k and I  am set free. At that point I can worship Madam. We get into the car and as she drives I gaze at her and my heart swells with love for madam. I study her profile as she drives, she looks like some sort of sex goddess, unbelievably beautiful and wicked, but I love her. Just then she turns to me stares at me for a few seconds then very matter of factly she says,
''I came to get you out because my husband has traveled and Etim is dying.''

''What is wrong with him!?!''  I gasp, I dread the very answer I expect, as much as I dread it Is as much as I expect it. But thankfully she does not answer, instead she looks at me and that look is more than  a thousand words or a millilion indictments. By now all my romantic visions have evaporated into the cool evening air but I am sweating profusely as she speed towards the house.Now I know madam is a devil from the depths of  hell sent to torment me It is like I am suffocating.
''Stop!'' I gasp, ''Please stop,  , I feel like throwing up.''

Madam laughs sarcastically,

''Good trick, I should stop so that you can jump into the bush and dissapear leaving me to carry the can like you wanted to this morning. Throw up there!
I cannot hold it anymore, I double over and vomit on the car mat, retching  only green bile, repeatedly painfully.

Episode 9

True enough at home Etim is writhing on the ground in mortal pain. He is clutching his stomach and and groaning. We have no choice but to rush him to the hospital. Even as I run into the hospital screaming ''emergency!'' I am wondering to myself if I would survive all these. The nurses wheel him away for diagnostics and I and madam wait in the reception apprehensively.
After an hour the Doctor comes out and addresses us,
''I have carried out a careful analysis it is appendicitis. We have to operate right away if he is to have any chance of survival but before I cut him you must deposit 50k''. Without another word and with a wicked gleam in her eyes madam opens her handbag and hands 50k to the greedy doctor, who disappears into the theater to cut up poor Etim with a smirk. Madam smiles at me and whispers,
''It appears providence is on our side. ''

I am between a rock and a hard place. I know appendicitis is not Etims problem. The Doctor is more interested in carrying out the appendectomy and pocketing his deposit. This is  a magnificent stroke of goodluck, but despite all these I am sad and afraid for Etim. I cant believe what I have gotten myself into. Etim is afterall still my brother. It is madam the witch that has gotten me into all this troubles! I steal a glance at her , she is calmly playing a game on her phone.

They seem to have started trhe operation. After NEPA strikes and the hospital is plunnged into darkness. The doctor open the theater door and bellows ,
''Shuaibu! On the Gen!'' For a long moment there is no reply and then Shuaibu's disembodied reply floats into the waiting room,
''Oga no diesel o''.
''No diesel! Screams the doctor, I gave you money to buy 50 liters 2 days ago!

Sexcapades (fiction) Part 2

Joe was in urgent need of a good lay. He'd spent the last 3 weeks reading and preparing for his exams, and he just finished his last paper this morning. Now he was free, and the first thing that came to his mind was the fact that he hadn't gotten lay'd in 3weeks.

So what are my options? He thought to himself.

Julie. She was his steady chic. The one he claims to 'love'. But she wasn't gonna be taking her clothes off and getting in his bed if he hadn't spent up to 3000naira trying to 'show his love for her'. And me sef no get that kind money, he lamented.

Sarah. His other chic. The one who loves him more than he loves himself. But she was angry with him because he'd not called or texted her for more than a month. She called one day to say that she was fed up with this relationship, and ended the call before he tried to explain.

And Ruby. His ex-chic who he still had flings with. She was a nice girl. But the reason she now carried the 'ex' title was because she found out he was cheating on her at the same time he called her ''the love of his life''. She still had feelings for him, but she wasn't gonna put her heart at risk again. Why they still Were Intimate till today was because Joe was the only guy that knew how to make her squirt. He knew all the right buttons and knew how to press them.

He dialed Ruby's mobile number.

She picked up on the 3rd ring.

''Jo darling, how you doing?''

''i'm great Ruby, but could be better''

''awww, what's bothering my Joe today?''

''nothing much, just that i kind of missed you this past few weeks. Are you busy now?''

''hmm, Joe missed me? That's music to my ears. Well, i was going to get my nails fixed but i can shift that till tomorrow. What are you up to?''

''hey, i'm serious when i say i missed you. So, i'll be picking you up at your place by 6pm''

''ok darling, lemme put on something nice''
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A few hours later, Joe was holding Ruby by her waist, both of them tipsy from Red Wine. He took her to his apartment, and immediately the door closed behind them, they went wild.

Joe grabbed her azz with such violent urgency and squeezed hard. All those intimate urges he'd suppressed for so long came rushing back, engulfing him like a tidal wave. He needed to undress her and have her as soon as his c0ck was out of his briefs.

Ruby kissed him passionately, her hands groping beneath his trousers, and she found his already erect tool. They were pressed against a wall, each not wanting to let go of the other, as their tongues did battle within their mouths. . .

Joe lifted her, took her to the sitting room, placed her on the couch and went for her bre@sts. He undid, the buttons of her shirt hurriedly and unclipped her bra to reveal those full, luscious boobz he had always been fond off. He was about to suck the first nipple when his phone rang. He pretended not to hear it, even as it vibrated in his jean pocket. He concentrated on munching on the areolas spread out before him.

''why don't you find out who's calling?'' Ruby asked between moans.

Joe's mouth was still glued to her bosom like a hungry baby feeding on mommy's milk even as he reached in his pocket and took his phone. He checked the caller, and found out that it was Sarah calling. His mouth still busy with the boobz, he switched off the phone and threw it to away, not minding if the phone crash landed and was doomed. right now, the only thing important to him was Ruby's delicious breasts.

''take your clothes off'' Ruby said. She was half dressed beneath him, in her denim jean. He still had on every thing he'd worn that day. Even his shoes.

She watched him undress to his last piece, looking seductively into his eyes, licking her lips in anticipation.

''you won't need this'' joe said, smiling and taking off the denim she wore. Her sky blue panties showed a dark wet patch. Her juices were already flowing, which meant she was wet and ready for the plunge of his diick.

''i want to say hello to someone'' she said, teasingly

''you're welcome to do that'' he said excitedly, anticipating one of Ruby's super sensational blow jobz.

he lay on the couch while she knelt before him between his legs and grabbed his throbbing member. . .
His Attention increased immediately his c0ck felt the warm flesh of her mouth, her tongue licking and slurping on his shaft, driving sensual madness into his skull. She sucked so hard and sweet on his diick that he was beginning to speak French, or was it Spanish? Definitely one of those, he thought. . .

After 5 minutes of sucking and slurping and a couple of deep throatings, when his orgasm was beginning to take control of him and his hips began to move uncontrollably, she got up and eased her pussi on his c0ck, riding him. He grabbed her azz and penetrated fully, his flesh against hers. . .

''Aaaaw, sex is sweeeeeeet'', he said

''and who makes it sweeter, jojo?'' she asked

''yoouuu, babe, yessss youuuu, my Ruuuuby''

His climax had overtaken him, his load bursting through his c0ck and filling her pussi. . .

It was at that moment that Sarah walked into the apartment unannounced and called his name.

''Joe? Are you home?''

Joe was stuck in mid-orgasm, if there was anything like that. At this point in sex, there was no going back. You can't possibly 'undo' the orgasm. Which sane man would want to undo an orgasm as breathtaking as this one.
And he couldn't withdraw as fast as possible and hide Ruby where she could not be seen and put on his own clothes in the few seconds it would take Sarah to reach their 'Love spot'. He was too tired to do that cuz of the recent climax. So in lay man's English. . . Joe knew he was Phucked. So there was nothing left but to accept the soon to be glaring fact that he and Sarah were no longer 'husband and wife'

''Joe?'' she called as she turned and came into the living room. The sight before her was quite astonishing. She saw this pretty lady untop her boyfriend, her body gleaming with a sheen of sweat. She was looking at her undauntedly. As if to see what she could do. Sarah looked at Joe. His eyes didn't show remorse, but the face of a man who was happy the way he was, and his hand was still grabbing her ass like it was the only thing that mattered right now.

None had spoken a word in this few seconds of acknowledgement.

And none would speak, as Sarah turned around and left, banging the door behind her.

''who was she?'' Ruby asked.
''my girlfriend'' Joe replied ''she was the one calling me on the phone''
''so that's it? You've broken up with her?''

Joe held her chin and brought her face closer, looking passionately into her beautiful eyes, he kissed her lips, then said
''let's just forget that moment ever occurred, and continue from where we stopped''

Ruby smiled a very naughty smile, then as if something passed through her memory, she frowned again and said

''not until you lock that door. i don't trust that chic. She might be bringing a gun''

. . .the end


By mykali

Sexcapades (fiction) by mykali

Episode 1

I wanted to slam her by all means possible. How could such a seductive beauty come to my house and leave without even a smooching or a french peck?

I deviced a plan in my head. I was gonna pour some water or orange juice on her dress and stain it. Then she would be forced to stick around till it dried off.

Well, lucky me. I poured her some juice in her cup, poured mine. And just as she wanted to take a sip, the drink spilled . . .

I must have telepathic powers, i thought to my self. I reached over to help. The skirt was white, thank gawd.  I brought some napkins and dabbed at the stain, apologizing to her. But my evil mind was rejoicing. I finally told her  to take off the skirt so i could wash it up for her. She didn't like the idea at first, but she had no choice. I went in to the bathroom and brought out the smallest towel i had. Told her to tie it around while the skirt dried off. She asked for  trousers, or a jean. I told her they were all dirty, which of course was a lie. She reluctantly took the towel and went into the bathroom to change. When she came out, with the towel just halfway up her laps, i wanted to rush at her. But the gentleman in me stopped me from being silly.
After washing the skirt and hanging it to dry, i went to keep her company. As we talked, my eyes always drifted to her laps. My mind was racing then. If i wanted to do something, NOW was the time.

She caught me glancing at her light skinned lap. she knew what i was thinking, she crossed her legs, and the laps became a little more exposed.

I didnt need my sugar stick to tell me that this was an invitation. my hands, which were a little shaky, reached for her thighs. we had stopped talking now, and we just stared into each others eyes. i saw knowing in her eyes. she wanted me, just as i wanted her. so this was not an accident afterall.

I wasn't surprised when she leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. she kissed me so hard i could feel the longing in her. it then occurred to me that she had wanted this to happen for so long. In my gentlemanly behaviour, I'd never insinuated it because i thought i didn't want to hurt her feelings about me, but what ensued between us within the next 30minutes made me realize that feelings had nothing to do with this.

I grabbed her lap and put it on my crotch. my stick was already bulging now and crying to be freed from its imprisonment. my hands were going everywhere. the air of caution surrounding us no longer existed. i explored her body. when my hands got beneath the towel and slid gently to her crotch, she moaned deeply. she gasped for air as i inserted a finger into her with my thumb flicking the clit. she held my hand and told me to slow down.

SLOW DOWN? girl, i am just getting started, i thought to myself.

i obliged, and removed my hand from her. her breathing was fast and she tried to catch her breath. there was passion in her eyes

i told her to take the t.shirt off. the sexual excitement had weakened her, so i helped her. i removed the shirt, then the bra to reveal a moderate pair of bosoms. the nipplz stood at attention and before you could say 'nipplz', my mouth was already on them, driving her to another wave of pleasure. i undid the towel from her waist, but she still had her undies on. i massaged her crotch. she was so turned on right now, she was wiggling beneath me. her hips were revolving, her legs were raised, she held my head closer to her bosom and mumbled obscenities.

''ooh, ahh, oh yes, oh yeah, oooooooooohhh yesss.''

at this point, her panty was so damp with her juices. i took it off her now and got down on her. i don't usually go down on women, but it seemed like she was gonna love me for ever if i did.

I licked and sucked hard on the clit, driving her to near madness.

she was wild with excitement, her thighs held my head in place as she squeezed on the sofa, her toes coiled, her hips moving in rythmic excitement. She climaxed soon, her juices oozing freely from her orifice, and at a time, i thought she was gonna squirt . . .right in my face.


   Through all this, i still had my clothes on. and my weapon of mass destruction was gonna destroy my jean trousers if i didnt let it out. i disengaged from her and took my clothes off, then i just lay there with her, on the couch. We were both unclothed, her heavy breathing gradually reduced . . .and we started to kiss. . .

As we kissed, and our hearts started to beat faster again, my right hand squeezed her boobz and the other one kneaded her buttcheeks. I was in desperate need of a phuck now. . . I was going to have her right there on the couch but she opted we go into the bedroom.
  
  We got to the bed and she asked me to lie down, she wanted to ride my c0ck. I was excited as i lay on the bed and watched her climb into it, looking deeply into my eyes and licking her lips.

She held my c0ck and stroked it gently. She was gonna blow me, i thought, but she didnt, she just moisturized it with her mouth. Then she straddled me and eased herself gently unto me. Her pussi was warm and wet, and my c0ck didnt have difficulty in finding a rythm. She leaned forward to kiss me passionately. I grabbed ner asscheeks and started to thrust upwards. She  bounced to the rythm of my hips, her boobz bobbing up and down, her hands on my chest . . .her eyes looking deep into mine. I could feel my climax approaching, i slowed down a little bit, so she could catch up with me. She reached for her crotch and used two fingers to massage her clitt. Then she threw her head backwards and moaned again, and again. I increased my speed, My hip lifting up to slam against hers in mid air . . .she riding my c0ck, me squeezing her butt, her boobz, her nipplz, and my speech beginning to sound funny in my ears.
. .

She rubbed vigorously on her clitt and started to scream again
. . .

''oooooh gaaaaaaawwwd! Oh yeeeeeesss, ooh yeeaah, ooh mess! Yeah, yeah, yeessss''

At the sound of all that, i knew she was coming so hard she could explode. I couldn't take it anymore, i turned her over and got untop, placing both her legs on my shoulders, my hands on the bed, and then, i thrust-ed as hard and as fast as i could.
. .

My whole body trembled with such a magnificent orgasm. I just kept on going in and out as long as my hips could go. Then i collapsed beside her, totally spent. . .

Just then, I realised i hadnt bothered about a rubber.
The end.

Bad Girl By Pool Side My Experience On Saturday 26th May 2012

Episode 1

Call me a pervert, a cheat, a fuckeraoud or whatever, it does not get to me. I bleep. Protectively. If a girl is nasty and needs to be bleeped, men around her who could have helped her out but refused on moral ground would be doing a great disservice to womanhood. It could be morally wrong, I bet u, it is sexually right. If you have read some of my threads, you would know that I am a reality writer. This is not fiction. This is another true life experience that happened just this Saturday by the pool side.

I choose to relax at the pool side of christop hotel every weekend because it affords me the opportunity to view different shape of bosoms and curve of various chics who come around swimming majorly on weekends (Sunday is the peak). Men also come around, some to swim, some to drink and some to see babes that could be laid. Some chics too came to swim with a view to displaying their wares to the prospective buyers. I have never swam in my life so count me out of those who came to swim. I have come to do majorly two things: to commit lookery and drunkeness. If opportunity presents itself, I could get laid discreetly since the hotel is not so faraway from my abode. I was jut there to appreciate the work of God on women!

After tactically disengaging my self from Mercy in her Hotel, with an excuse that I had an official trip to 'aduna on Friday (when she was trying to pin her 28k flight ticket to lag on me, o boy I run ooo. Man don bleep finish, give wetin e fit afford, woman wan come put serious gbese for hhmm head. Who no go run? Smilesss). Throughout Saturday, I was at home, sipping vino-tinto and watching indecency. At a level, I slept off. My sweetheart went to her supermaket and she won't be back with my son until 6:30 or 7:00pm. Around 5pm,I called her I was going to hang out. I don't go to Christop with my friends but on few occasion I had 'jammed'one or two of them there without their families (it reminded me of James Hardley chase Novel-the thing men do). Minutes after talking to my sweetheart, I drove straight down to christop, wearing a body fitted navy blue v-neck vest customized with my name, showing the shape of my muscular chest and a knicker jeans balanced with a pair of sneekers on by legs.

By the pool side, patrons were drinking and smoking. Few girls were around, there was only one young man in the pool swimming. The swimming short he was wearing,soaked with waters gave a flimsy outline of his limp joystick each time he floated on waters. The two heavy loud speakers at the pool side was blaring Davido track "e ma da mi duro, emi omo baba olowo..." As I went to sit down with a thick set young man, I ordered for a bottle of harp. Some guys girls were gyrating to the rhythm of the music. Directly opposite our table was this group. It consisted of three girls and one man. One of the chics, an average height is dark. She had very huge bosoms. The unmentionables must be very big as the shape was visible despite her bra and blouse. She had a wedding ring on he finger! The second lady was not much blessed with jugs. From the fitted-top, it was rounded with a shape of N100 akpu! The third lady was a a slim, fair chic with a very big jugs and the kind of lips that can derail a pastor. She looked like sex goddess herself.

They were all talking frivolously with man in their midst. On their table was three bottles of Hennesy (2 completely finished, and the 3rd half empty (or is it half full). There were about ten cans of power horse littered everywhere on the table. From the way the girls were talking, I needed no Elijah to tell me they were drunk to stupor. The slim girl suddenly rose up dancing and twisting to the music while others watched her excitedly. She dipped two of her fingers into her mouth and began to suck as if it was a joystick and others laughed. Suddenly, she stopped and her hands went to the position of her honeypot and began to caress even in her trousers. Like Tupac songs, all eyes on her. She did not give a damn as she continued to do her thing the more. Suddenly she forced the one with wedding ring up and engaged her in sensual dance. She was practically fondling her big jugs and roll her tongue out as if she was sucking something. Like every complete men around, my joystick rose up inside my knicker-jeans in huge attention. "Give me another crate, sorry, bottle of Harp" I demanded as I watched the fun in great amazement and amusement (oyibo).

Like every complete men around, my joystick rose up inside my knicker-jeans in huge attention. "Give me another crate, sorry, bottle of Harp" I demanded as I watched the fun in great amazement and amusement. (oyibo) the man in their midst, the most drunk, rose up and staggered as he attempted to join the two ladies who had thrown caution into the dustbin on the dance floor, but he fumbled as he collapsed on his seat (sayo na bastard!) After about 20 minutes of joystick Attention provoking dance by the two ladies,they both went to the bar to speak with the bar attendant. The third lady, more composed, sat down with the drunk man who was now. Snoring on his seat. A young man and a lady (lovers) had dived into the swimming pool. They were swimming and cuddling. Few minutes later, two other men dived into the swimming pool. By now, there were five people swimming-4 men and a lady.

Few minutes later, the two ladies appeared back in swimming trunk! The tall one wining her Bottom as she was moving towards the pool, followed by the one with wedding ring. Before she entered water, the tall girl raised up the short skirt of her swimming trunk, revealing the flimsy under-pant adjoined to the swimming trunk, her finger went straight under her and caress her Kitty. She took the finger to her mouth and sucked, then she jumped inside the pool (were lomo yen sa!) At this level, my third leg was fully arose at the sight of what she just did. The other lady followed her into the water and the fun began.

Two of them were cuddling inside the pool. The one with wedding ring always tried to swim away from her tall friend, but the tall one always grabbed her and hold her jugs from behind inside the pool. Like 15minutes later, the one with wedding ring left the pool on her way to join the other members of the group and I beckoned on her to come to our seat and she obliged "I baby, I am Dickson. I love the way you swim. Can I offer you some drinks" "thanks I am married with a kid" she waved her wedding ring finger.(Like say I no see am before) Before I could make further utterance, she had started moving towards her table.

By now, the 'parol' inside the pool has taken a new dimension. Since our tall friend's partner had left, she was now available to all the men in the pool, the only one exempted being the guy that came to swim w2 his girl. She would swim towards every man and they rushed her like sugar. The guys used the opportunity to caress and fondle her in pool of water, even her bosoms were not spared from many hands of men that traveled under water to hold and fondle her heavy jugs. From her wet swimming trunk, one could see that her big unmentionables were at full attention. At a level, she was like a cockroach in the midst of a domestic fowls as about three men with different shape and size of Joystick, which I am sure would be at full attention(since, even a spectator like me was having a serious battle to conceal my turgid joystick) grabbed her, dragging her around inside the water.

Amazingly, her friends were watching from the bar with excitement and amusement. At a level, the third lady who had hitherto, been with the drunk man, picked up her camera phone, moved to the pavement by the pool and began to video-record her friend who was enjoying and be enjoyed by guys inside the pool. At the sight of theCamera phone, two of the guys inside the swimming pool (who I guessed were married) quickly left the pool and went to clean up in the shower room (the fear of scandalous pictures on facebook is the begining of wisdom for responsible husband).
 
At the sight of the Camera phone, two of the guys inside the swimming pool (who I guessed were married) quickly left the pool and went to clean up in the shower room (the fear of scandalous pictures on facebook is the beginning of wisdom for responsible husband). Upon their departure, our tall friend was left in the pool with the couple (still cuddling) and one other guy who was too shy to engage her in a serious romantic swim. "Ooooh, this guy dey dull himself" I thought as the lady kept swimming towards him and made attempt to hold him, which he usually dodge away from. Later, the camera lady went back to her seat and continued sipping. Also, the other guy in the pool left for the shower room leaving the tall lady with the couple in the pool.

Also, the other guy in the pool left for the shower room leaving the tall lady with the couple in the pool. Our tall friend did not relent. She swam towards the couple and was practically cuddling with the lady, later to the guy. The guy's girlfriend was annoyed and had to leave the pool, leaving her man with the libidous lady in the pool. After about 10 minutes of swimming and water romance targeted at the only guy in the pool (which he usually declined,perhaps for the sake of his girl friend who was now watching from the pool side) she came out of the pool, fondling her own bossoms as she was walking pass my table to join her friends. "Hi angel, you swim very well, could you please come to my table" I pleaded (even has her friends were watching) with a sexy smile on her face, she came straight and sat on my lap, even in her very flimsy, wet swimming trunk,the outline of her thick unmentionables pointing out like a finger from within!
 
Episode 2
 
By now, my Joystick was elongated down! 'What would you take baby?" I asked? "You fit buy me hennesy? Or powerhorse?". She asked. "Henne-what?" I screamed in my mind. (One bottle for the hotel na around 10k Ooo- saywetin dey happen now) "Baby, I actually lost my wallet with my ATM cards and you know this is weekend, let me just get you powerhorse today, as many can you wish to take. I am sorry baby." I persuaded. Before I could call the waiter, the lady just held my cheeks in her palm and forced a kiss on me. I was so shy since everyone was looking. "Come with me. Let's go and swim" she said trying to force me up from the seat "I don't't know how to swim. I have never swam in my life" I confessed. "Don't be silly, I want you to swim with me" she used her hand to rub my rock-hard Joystick with the jeans and screamed in my ear "oushhhhhh" in my mind I said "I bind you, oh ye marine spirit" but my mouth no gree talk am oooo.
 
Like she was possessed by some spirit, she suddenly rose up from my laps, (about seven men around who had been waiting for the opportunity were waving her to their tables positioned at different locations by the pool side and she responded to none) she just went in to the swimming pool pavement, looked back at me, smiled like mammy-water, rubbed her kitty with her finger (as covered in the swimming trunk), remove the finger, inserted the finger with additional two in her mouth, sucked the fingers like joystick, blew me a kiss and jumped into the pool!
 
Blew me a kiss and jumped into the pool! 'Opportunity! Enter the water and at least finger am. U might even bleep her inside the pool' one mind told me. 'You dey craze, you want to go and die? You have never swam in your life. You want to enter swimming pool for the first time in your life at around 7:30 pm because of one naughty girl? You must be out of your mind' another mind cautioned. The alcohol in me also attended the meeting by quoting the scriptures "you shall not die, but live" afterall there is always the first time in life. 
 
Like I was being propelled, I rose up and went to the bar paid N700 for swimming. The bartender, a lady asked whether I had a swimming trunk, I told her I would use my boxer, she said she wanted to see it whether it would be allowed, as I removed my belt, she saw the outline of my rock-hard over-tormented joystick even before I removed my knicker jeans and she quickly said "don't worry sir. You can not use your boxer. You need to get a swimming trunk" Anyway, I bought a swimming trunk from them, one tight knicker like this for N700, went inside my car outside, removed all my cloths and changed inside the trunk. I did not forget to remove a roll of condom from the place I strategically kept it inside car. I hid it in my trunk and went back to the pool side, all eyes on me as I slowly, with the speed of an amateur entered the pool to join our tall friend and the lover boy who came with his girl inside the water. As I arrived, she swam towards me and dragged me deep inside the water, I screamed as she tried to force my head inside water. "Stop it! Stop it! This my first time. Instead of living me, she grabbed me from back and her hand under water found my joystick. She held it and began to massage it as she held me tightly inside the water.

She was pushing me deeper into the water with her hand massaging my joystick in the water. Before a blink of eyes, she suddenly submerged my head inside water. Initially, fear gripped me. I suddenly remember my family.however, I stopped breathing immediately my head entered water and surprisingly, I was able to do this more than 5minutes! By the time my head came out of water, my confidence had increased. I went for her, grabbed her from back and pushed her deep inside the pool. My hands went to her heavy jugs. Her unmentionables were large and over-pronounced as I could feel them through the wet swimming trunk. They were tick and large. I whispered into her hear as I was holding her jugs "Baby you did not tell me your name. I am Dickson". "What do you want to do with my name. You think you are going to bleep me? Gosh! Forget it because I ain't gonna bleep you. The only person I wanna bleep is that girl there (she pointed at the lover-boy's girlfriend seated by the pool side sipping a bottle of Guiness extra-smooth and smoking a stick of ciga)So, tell your big rod I haven't got food for him" She said in a perfect peach queen's English, every detail sinking into my head.
 
With a mischievous smile, my left hand hitherto fondling her left bosom with her wet ST traveled via her navel to her thigh. My middle finger shifted her flimsy ST pant aside and attempted to enter her very wet kitty but stopped abruptly at a contact with a tumult in-between her labia. Now get me right. With over 25years experience in active bleeping involving various kind of women. I have encountered different shapes and sizes of clit. I must confess that the kind of sticky meat that formed this lady clit is the longest I have ever come across in my life. It was as long as my smallest finger, yet, very thick and fat. Immediately my hand contacted it, she moaned loudly inside the pool as also allowed my two fingers up to squeeze her right unmentionable. "Leave me alone. I am not going to bleep you. I want to bleep that girl" she said as she screamed and struggled to let her self off my grab in the water. (By now, my two fingers were holding her long fat clit and I could feel juice oozing out of her kitty into the pool) somehow, she managed to shove me away and swam to the outer part of the pool.

She managed to shove me away and swam to the outer part of the pool. Like a butterfly to the nectar of a flower, I swam right behind her, struggling to hold her legs, but she was more skillful and faster thus I just had to follow her at my own pace. Standing inside the pool with her body resting on the pool wall in one of the angles in the pool, she sucked her finger again and blew me a kiss. I arrived like few minutes after her arrival. It was now dark in the pool. The lover boy was still catching his fun swimming as deep as he could. His GF was drinking and smoking and watching from the pavement. Music was blaring and people were gyrating acrobatically to the music all around the pool. Some girls and boys were smooching in all the nooks and crannies of the pool. Our tall friend's friends were engrossed in fun outside as they have ordered for another bottle of Henessy. They seemed to have forgotten her. I arrived in her front, held her big booty while she held my shoulder as I was squeezing her booty"Baby, you need to tell me your name, honestly, I really want to know your name. Please" I pleaded. she eyed me sexually, her hand traveled underneath me and held my Joystick which was now hungry and angry "I am Ejiro but you could call me Queen" she said.
 
Queen is a law student at Igbinedor University. She only came around with her childhood friend (the one wearing wedding ring) and the friend's friend with her boyfriend. She just came to catch fun. She is bisexuallll but prefer the lesbo part of her sexxxxuuual orientation. She always loved to suck a woman kitty why she in turn had her long clilt massaged and caressed by a scintillating feminine touch. She love to suck pointed average sized bosom like the lover boy's GF had. She would do anything to suck her bosoms "how many time would I tell you Mr. Dickson Kelvin that I don't wanna bleep you? All I want is that girl. I want to bleep her. I want to suck her pointed unmentionables. Can't you see her unmentionables? I will pay her 5k for it. Please Dickson, talk to her for me. Tell her I will pay her. Please. If you get her for me. I will allow you to bleep me till you are tired, but I need to suck those unmentionables" she said as she caressed my chest with one hand and the other massaging my Joystick inside my wet trunk.
 
What kind of assignment is this? I thought. How would I just walk up to a lady who came to catch fun in a swimming pool with her BF and tell her a certain lady, a stranger, wants to suck her mango? How would she react? What would the BF do? This is crazy men! I am not going to be involved in this. No be by force person dey bleep toto. The picture of me having that long clit sticking out before me, pleading to be ravaged by my insatiable corck flashed in my mind. I even got excited by the thought that I may be inside the room while too of them played, hence, an opportunity to 4ork two fresh pussssyy. The risk is worth taking. I concluded.
 
To Be Continued.