Martina is about to be surprised by Matthew with a marriage proposal, while Jaheem is trying to make sure Keara isn't attacked by Mimi, Tatiana is on seduction spree.
Martina
‘I don’t think it’s a good idea’ Busola said as she sipped on her champagne.
Matthew had just told her that he had been planning to propose to Martina but couldn’t seem to find the right moment, something always came up. Busola stared at Matthew with narrowed eyes, she had always liked him, there was a time she thought he was the best thing to ever happen to her friend, but now she would rather die than let Martina marry Matthew.
She couldn’t prove it just yet but she could swear that Matthew and Ebele were fucking, when he came back, she thought he wanted a fresh start till she and Martina happened upon Ebele in Matthew’s living room feigning sleep. Martina was too gullible to realize but Busola had the strangest feeling that something had been going on. Ebele never wore heels and she had six inch stilettoes on and a loose fitting jacket that no one had ever seen her wear.
Busola had been watching and waiting ever since.
‘What do you mean you don’t think it’s a good idea?’ Matthew asked. Busola eyed him and hesitated before she answered
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‘Do you have any more secrets you are holding on to’? She wanted him to confess on his own. Matthew on the other hand was silent for too long and that answered Busola’s question
‘Therein lies the answer to why I don’t think it’s a good idea’ she said finally.
He just wanted to have fun, and fuck. He had wanted the fucking aspect for so long and now he was getting it, no questions asked, no talks about the future. Did he possibly want more? He knew he did, he didn’t just want Martina’s body every single minute of the day, he wanted her presence.
Damn was he in trouble! He shifted slightly and gently caressed her head as she worked on his dick, man was she good at it, he laid his head back on his chair with a hand steadily holding on to the arm he urged her on.
The feelings she elicited from him he hadn’t felt for a long time, he sighed as she dipped on his dick from her vantage position. He had a meeting in less than five minutes and he told her just that when she walked in with that horny expression he noticed she had reserved just for him, she’d said she didn’t care and then she went down on him. There was a soft knock on the door and he jumped slightly. It was too late for her to go anywhere and so he told her to get under the table.
She was reluctant at first but he had given her the eye he gave most of his staff when they had displeased him and then she crawled under. Luckily, the table covered her so she was safe. The two gentlemen he had been expecting came in and if they were offended that he didn’t stand up to shake their hands they didn’t show it, they were well aware of his reputation.
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Martina was slightly pissed, how on earth did she find herself in this position? If she had just listened to him when he said he had people coming, she wouldn’t be crouching uncomfortably under his table, horny as hell. The meeting had gone on for longer than she cared and she was tempted to just make an appearance and an immediate grand exit. She looked up and saw his limp dick staring down at her and she had a crazy idea.
What the fuck did she think she was doing? He screamed in his head as he felt Martina’s hand clasp his dick and her tongue lick his shaft, he leaned forward and forced himself not groan out loud as she took him in.
FUCK! Martina was insatiable or was she pissed right now, he couldn’t tell. What he could tell that he was close to bursting out loud and his visitors would want to know why. DAMN HER! He shifted again, this time so she could get the full length of his dick and he decided he would wait it out. God help him.
She wasn’t at all satisfied, if she was going to do any work she needed to cum and she needed to do it soon. She bit her lip and leaned back in her chair. She was back in her office, her boss wasn’t too pleased at the stunt she’d pulled earlier and she had walked out without a word.
Now he was in meetings all day, texting her and telling her all the crazy things he wanted to do to her – the one that touched her heart the most was
‘I want to lay you down on a beach in Hawaii, let your fair yellow skin bless the white sands, I want to spread you wide open and feast on your supple flesh, I want to make love to you till dawn. I want you and the birds that will fly around us to sing about how much you want me to fuck you and then I will fuck you, and fuck you long, hard and good’ Though it sounded to her like something a serial killer would say to his victim before he killed her she was thrilled and hornier than before.
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She came out of her office and bumped into Jide her coworker just outside. ‘
Ahn did you want to run in to me or what?’ Jide said looking as always at her breasts and not her face.
Interesting she thought, Jide had never been much use to her but he was a fast typist and a quick thinker so she kept him around, now he was going to do just what she needed of him and not say a word about it ever again.
She had chosen well, Jide had fucked her like it was real and all she had said to him was ‘Thanks’.
She smiled at the puzzled look on his face which he quickly recovered from
‘No wahala, just let me know when next Oga’s dick is not available I’m happy to feel in’ He replied with a smirk and left the bathroom. Martina’s mouth hung open for the next five minutes.
Keara
Mimi was pacing her room, she had been plotting and planning. THAT BITCH!
She kept saying over and over again. Jaheem had been in there for hours now while Mimi waited endlessly for him, her heart breaking all over again and her pussy dripping like a well. She wanted him like she had never wanted him before and every second it dawned on her that she may never have him again made her even more angry and murderous. It was midnight when her husband walked into the room where she lay naked under the covers as he had made her do since they met.
He walked straight to the bathroom and about an hour later emerged in all his naked glory. Mimi knew he wasn’t much to look at but his money and assets were and that’s what she always fell in love with when it came to her husbands. She cringed when he slid in behind her and then placed an arm over her, first massaging her boobs and moaning like his nipples were being sucked and then working his way down to her clit.
He was asleep within minutes as Mimi predicted and she slid his arm easily off, put on her dressing robe and exited the room quietly.
Jaheem had spent the whole day in Keara’s room, they hadn’t eaten or left the room all day, they had just showered and fucked for the 8 time and now they lay in bed together exhausted. Keara had work to do on her laptop and Jaheem was perfectly content staring at her. Soon the staring had turned into longing and he wanted her again, but she truly was tired.
‘Want something to eat?’ he said finally.
‘Please, I’m starving’ she responded without looking up from her laptop. He tugged on a nipple with his teeth before he got up and left the room. It was sometime after midnight and the house was still as a graveyard and just as dark, he turned on the corridor light and just in time because when the light came on Mimi stood there with a look of fury.
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Jaheem couldn’t speak at first then he breathed deeply before saying
‘Hello Mimi’ her eyes widened.
‘Hello Mimi!’ she spluttered incredulously
‘Is that all you have to say?’
‘Quiet down, Keara is still awake’ Jaheem said in a whisper.
‘You’re shushing me because of her?!’ Mimi gritted out in a rage.
Jaheem moved forward in a flash and had his hand over her mouth in a vise grip before she could utter another word. He held her tight and pulled her towards the stairs and dragged her down to his own room, the haven he had chosen at the back of the house.
Once they were alone, he pushed her against the wall and squashed himself against her not giving her room to breathe, then before she could say another word, his mouth was on hers, hard and rough. There was no emotion there, just power, hunger and greed, he needed to keep her quiet for now and this was the only way he knew how. He knew how she liked to be pleased – she soon had her arms around his neck, but he removed them and held them with one hand as he continued to ravage her mouth like the savage he really was.
His other hand found one perfect breast and it squeezed and pressed with no mercy, causing her to cry out. He wasn’t satisfied yet, his dick was hard again and he knew what it wanted, the hand on her breasts found also her clit and he began rubbing it fast and hard making her moan and her breathing coming out jagged and labored.
‘You are no longer the boss of me you filthy bitch’ he whispered in her ear, then he moved his head so that he could look in her eyes and watch as she pretty much melted in his hands.
‘You want me in your ass babe?’ he grunted, looking at her with all the hatred and anger he felt towards her.
She nodded ‘Beg me’ he said. Her mouth was already wide open as she enjoyed the savagery of his fingers in her pussy, she was dripping wet now and she knew he loved that.
‘Please, I want you thick, large cock in my ass now master’ she whispered lustfully.
‘Louder!’ he gritted out.
‘Fuck me now, pleeeaase!!’ she said in her sultry voice that made his dick harder as she arched, thrusting her magnificent breasts in his face, he groaned and grabbed a nipple with his teeth and pulled, then with his tongue he traced the skin around the nipple before swallowing it again. He raised his head and looked deep in to her eyes, almost drowning in the pool of lust he saw there.
He pulled her over to his bed and bent her over and she did exactly as he wanted, twerking her ass as she stayed bent and making him groan. He picked up his tub of lubricant and smeared some of it on her ass hole, then he smacked his dick on her butt cheeks as she wiggled it about for his pleasure. He pushed his dick in to her pussy first, then pulled out then pushed in again, groaning low and long as he did so.
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Her moans excited him more and so he took some of her pussy juice and rubbed it where the lube was. She held her butt cheeks, shot her ass out and pulled said cheeks apart so he could have better access.
He touched the tip to the hole first and slowly began to push in, he pulled out for a second then pushed back in, slowly till he was half way in and his groan of ultimate pleasure had her wetter than she thought she could ever get. He pushed in further so that only a little bit of his dick could be seen and then he began to thrust, hard and fast – again no mercy.
She didn’t mind, she had craved him all day, she wanted that animalistic part of him that wanted to tear her ass up anytime he was within spitting distance of it. she twerked her ass on his dick and he plunged further, her cries reaching heaven but knowing no one would come save her, he was rougher than ever and it was bordering on pain more than pleasure but she dared not speak a word.
‘Fuck me! Yes! Yes!’ she said instead. Jaheem groaned a long guttural sound as the demon in him burst forth and attacked her, he thrust faster, spanking her ass hard as he went. His body wracking in unexplainable pleasure he lay waste to her asshole and ensured she wasn’t able to walk up straight for days but knowing her she would bounce back in seconds.
His anger had ebbed and he had cum inside her with the joy of a new day. As they straightened, he looked anywhere but at her
‘So your little SISTER doesn’t let you fuck her in the ass does she?’ Mimi said mockingly as she sidled over to where he stood, her breasts pressed against his chest. ‘I’m the only woman on this planet that can take you, that can truly satisfy you, you don’t need that silly little girl, you need me’ she said in that voice that he was beginning to hate. He looked down at her and at the breasts that were taking refuge on his chest, his dick was hardening.
He just couldn’t resist her! He hated her and himself at that moment. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back and planted another deep hungry kiss on her lips.
‘Get out’ he gritted out and he let go of her, pushed away and walked to his bathroom without a backward glance.
Tatiana
Steven Okwuchime couldn’t stop laughing to himself as he drove home, he was enjoying the surprises that came his way since he had come home to his parent’s house.
First the maid fingering herself all willy-nilly in his parent’s living room and then his beautiful baby sister and said maid getting their groove on in the maid’s room. He had wanted to speak to his sister and when he’d called her and she didn’t respond he went to look for her around the house. He knew she had come in and wanted to make sure she hadn’t snuck off to some bastard’s house who would only take advantage of her and eat her money.
He decided to ask the maid if she had seen her, it wasn’t that late and he knew the lady had just turned in. to his utter surprise he met the both of them with a rubber dildo between them fucking and rubbing their clits. Each one moaning and staring at each other as they pleasured themselves, they were making enough noise to attract a small crowd – didn’t they care?
He tried not to look at his baby sister’s nakedness but the maid’s body on the other hand was glorious, pure perfection and at that moment he wanted her and was going to have her at all cost.
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Tatiana had had an amazing end to a stressful weekend, she still couldn’t believe what had happened between her and Catherine. Yet Catherine had walked around the house ignoring her existence whenever she came home after that night and it pissed her off. It reminded her of the first couple of weeks that she and Hannah had gotten together. The difference was Hannah was a lesbian and Catherine clearly was not judging by her clumsiness in various things.
She missed Hannah for a second then but she was more than willing to show Catherine what she needed to know.
Catherine Okwuchime didn’t like her body at all, she knew she had a beautiful face and legs that went on for days but other than that there was nothing else. It was that that made her decide to go into modelling, which she excelled at because they wanted her face and occasionally her legs and nothing else.
She knew also that the two guys she had ever dated her wanted her for her family wealth, her personal wealth and her name, so she didn’t understand really why the new maid had been giving her the scorching ‘come fuck me look’ every time she glanced her way.
The other night was new and different and it felt so good, someone was actually paying attention to her needs for once, she knew though that she wasn’t a lesbian like her best friend Keara would say but she was honestly confused. It didn’t help each time that her mum had taken to hounding her over marriage either. She’d never really had exceptional sexual experiences with guys because they would complain that she had just nipples and no breasts and no visible ass to spank.
But that night with the maid opened her eyes to new things, she was pleasured beyond what she had imagined yet she didn’t expect to do it again. She had noticed her older brother staring lustfully at the same maid and she knew her brother was the KING OF QUEENS.
She paled in comparison where her brother’s sexual prowess concerned and if he ever got the maid she wouldn’t even take a second glance back at her then she paused, why was she giving herself such a hard time? The maid had been giving HER the look not her brother.
Anyway, she decided that she was going to play it cool and see what happened.
Tatiana was dusting the living room table while the cook prepared lunch, Chief Okwuchime was around and the cook was called in whenever he was in and his wife wasn’t. Tatiana was sweating because she had been dusting all morning and the second sitting room she had started was large. As she bent over, backing the doorway she didn’t realise she was being watched, Steven stood at the entry way leaning on the doorpost and staring at her shapely ass as she moved around.
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He cleared his throat loudly and she jumped almost spilling the cleaning water she carried around.
She turned and her light skinned face turned red at the sight of him, he stared unabashedly at her breasts for they were perked, full and her nipples were taut and threatening to burst from the sheer material of the ridiculous blouse she wore. The sweat had caused some patches of skin to show through the gray coloured material and Steven’s mouth watered.
‘How are you’? Was all he could manage in a choked whisper, Tatiana was no fool – she looked down and saw what must have caused his ailment and she smiled.
‘I’m fine sir, now if you’ll excuse me, I have so much work to do’ she said and she walked over to the opposite side of the room, he crossed it in five strides and stood right behind her.
‘You wouldn’t have so much work to do if you weren’t busy fucking my sister’ he whispered softly in her ear. She froze where she stood and didn’t say a word but flinched slightly when he grabbed her ass and squeezed gently. He was gone when she turned around.
Later that day…
‘We are not an item, I hope you know, I don’t want you to get confused. And I am not a lesbian’ Catherine whispered as she pretended she was getting a book from the shelf as Tatiana cleaned it. Tatiana was expecting this and she didn’t think it would come as soon as it did, however she had enjoyed eating Catherine’s pussy and she wasn’t done with it yet.
Tatiana wordlessly unbuttoned her blouse and turned towards Catherine, Steven was right she wasn’t wearing a bra and when her breasts popped out Catherine’s eyes went wild.
‘What the hell?!’ she said and she dragged Tatiana towards the store that stood nearby. When they were alone they began to attack each other, lips, mouths, tongues, hands were everywhere. Tatiana had her against the wall but before long Catherine had Tatiana against the wall, touching, groping and kissing. Catherine handled Tatiana’s breasts with kid gloves but she wanted them to be touched, not patted.
Soon she said to herself, very soon. Tatiana’s fingers were feverishly finger fucking Catherine in the tight confines of the store and her other hand was held over Catherine’s mouth for fear that she would scream out loud like she did before. Her dad’s room was down the hall and he was taking his afternoon nap.
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When Tatiana had made sure Catherine had cum in the best way, she had one leg placed on a lower shelf and got Catherine to do the best she could between her legs, she was better than the last time and Tatiana thanked the gods for small favors as she whined and twisted her waist on Catherine’s tongue.
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