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The four started splashing around in the water, finally relieved from the punishing heat. I looked around for Nneka, but she must have been changing in the house. Just as I was about to descend into the blessed cool water amongst the four beautiful...
I don do this Yahoo thing for years, e no get site wey I never bomb to find client. Aswear even Taliban and ISIS no bomb reach me. I do sotey I even do local, enter my church whatsapp group dey find person wey I go scope. Upon say I dey work as...
I want to start my story with the eventful night that my husband had me on our king-sized matrimonial bed. I was helping him hold my legs up by the knees while he had both his palms on either of my sides as he continued to fire his big dick in my...
When I got back to my apartment, I saw that I had missed a video call invitation from Omotola. She wanted to talk to me! Praying that it was good news that awaited me and not bad, I clicked respond and waited for her face to appear on my computer...
PREFACE I was a shy young guy who grew up as an only child. Because I was shy, I was very polite and careful around others. As I got older, this shyness kept growing, and by the time I became an adult, I had never had a real girlfriend. My mom was...
The #1 story on the platform has just been translated into a comic book… Ekaette has heard all the moans coming from Madam’s bedroom. Her regular boyfriend, Sule the Mechanic, is out of town. Now, she’s eyeing Oga and ready to let him take a...
“Then what happened?” Kike’s head rolled back and her mouth dropped open as she sucked in huge, desperate mouthfuls of air. She was so close– “You’re about–to see–for yourself…” Her...
Na one of those phone applications wey dey display caller identity wey make me know say na Charles dey call me, as I see the name, my mind just tell me say na eim because I no sabi any other Charles. The same Charles wey bin dey cry as eim dey fuck...
My name is Lyssa. Good Evening. I guess it is utmost shame to be caught by your mother-in law, fucking your brother in-law only to find out in a few minutes that your daughter is fucking your husband. It has been a hell of a night. I have heard...
The power was back on, and my cell phone was charged and staring right at me. Three missed calls from Omotola. I felt awful. For a moment, I considered picking it up and calling her back right then and there, but she was probably asleep, and I still...
