One of the best Edymaniac stories comes to graphic format as Funke is tempted by a situation she finds terribly arousing.
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Nobody tells you how long Christmas cantata rehearsals actually are. Six weeks of Wednesday evenings, every year, like clockwork. The choir director, Brother Emeka, who took the whole thing far more seriously than any of us, would keep us until 9pm...
Na then I confirm say Uchechi na pure bad girl. The way her heavy yansh dey rise and fall with perfect rhythm, the control she get for her waist, the way she dey squeeze her pussy muscles around me each time she bottom out, e nearly ruin me. I grab...
Ms. Kuti wakes up with a bold plan: recruit Toma to pose as her fiancé and silence the family questions once and for all. What begins as a carefully calculated performance soon becomes far more complicated when new possibilities appear—an intriguing...
Jumoke’s big tits swayed with every thrust; I squeezed them, her nails digging into the wooden table. Her lips repeatedly mouthed the words, “Olorun o, Jesu Christi, Aye mi o” She was breathing loudly and inconsistently, cooing and...
“I have taken enough of your nonsense for the past two days,” I rake, voice low but hot. “All this is because of Sandra. You are punishing me for a decision I took in my own house.” Nkiruka fire back immediately. “I’m not your maid o! If you are...
One particular scene became her obsession. A heavily built painter, muscles glistening with sweat, balanced on a ladder outside a bedroom window. Through the glass, he watched a married woman sprawled across her bed, wrapper undone, one hand...
I watched her settle the fare with the bike man. Every possible scenario raced through my head. Had Banke set me up? Was there something I had missed? Regret hit me like a physical blow. Maybe I should have gone straight to my grandmother’s place in...
My movement slowed down, and I could not bear to take my eyes off my phone – waiting for Fawaz to give me the response I wanted. The other girl had put quite some distance between us now, and I was losing my patience. I started to type again, only...
The casual way he handled her made her stomach turn. She wanted to push him away, but to do that she would have to uncross her arms, and if she did, she risked exposing herself through the enormous armholes of the T-shirt. She kept her arms pinned...
The Streets That Raised Us is a coming-of-age story centred on a bright young boy, Quadri, whose transition into senior secondary school marks the beginning of a harsh awakening to the realities of family, friendship, adulthood and life in his...
