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He led her to the bathroom and turned on the water. He soaped every part of her, his hands thorough and unhurried. She tried to keep her breathing steady, but soon she was gasping. One hand slid down her back, between her cheeks. Another moved over...
Still… I took them out that evening to a cool spot. The way they ordered food and drinks as if their parents had given me money to spoil them. I kept my face calm. Inside, I was already scheming how I would get Angela alone and fuck her that night...
I escorted my apprentice out of the house, and this time, Alhaji put more effort into pretending not to check her out. Whether he did or not, he had questions to answer when I returned; Fawaz did the same when Alhaji finally left. But for now, I got...
My blood freeze. My head wan explode. Even Usain Bolt no get the kind speed I take fly comot from that bed. My clothes still scatter everywhere for the bed. The only thing I first manage grab and wear na my underpants. My head just scatter, I no...
‘Oh! God!’ Pleasure ripped through her like lightning. Her back arched, her toes curled. Colours burst behind her closed eyes. Her limbs stretched out, stiff and trembling, as though she were reaching for something just beyond her grasp. He worked...
I did not look at him. I kept my face turned slightly away as he spoke, as though the entire Amili heist was written across my features for anyone to read. The panic must have been obvious. My pulse hammered so hard I was certain if the people...
One plane, one bad decision, and the whole abroad dream just got cancelled. Our guy is getting deported back to Nigeria with nothing but the house and car he kept waiting for him — and the name Angelina still ringing in his head like a mistake he...
Eight years away, Amobi walks back into his village like the main character who skipped the group chat. He’s only supposed to install solar at the parish house, a three-day favour for Mama, then bounce. Instead, the compound looks less like a house...
I pity women a lot these days, and the reason isn’t far-fetched; most of the time they can’t tell true intentions, especially with really beautiful or curvy ladies. Even here on IG, she posts a picture, and there are lots of likes...
I was beyond shocked to see Dara running out of Fawaz’s room, naked with her breasts dangling, but all that shock soon turned into disgust as I saw Fawaz come running after her with his penis still hard, with clear signs of Dara’s juices on it. The...
