When I moved to Lagos for work as a thirty-year-old single man, I stayed in a large, old house in the bustling neighbourhood of Surulere. The ground floor had been converted into several cosy, modest self-contained rooms, one of which I occupied. The upstairs was one big apartment where the landlord, a woman called Ngozi, lived with her son.<\/p>\n
Ngozi was an attractive woman in her early forties with a warm face, deep brown eyes, and braids that fell just past her shoulders. She kept herself in good shape, with shapely curves, full but firm breasts, a rounded backside, and strong legs. She often showed off in colourful wrapper skirts and blouses.<\/p>\n
Ngozi never mentioned a husband, and her son never talked about his father. I got the impression that any man who had been in Ngozi\u2019s life had left long ago. In my first few weeks, I felt very lonely and frustrated, with a sex life limited to Nigerian movies, visits to strip clubs in Victoria Island, and my own hand. Needless to say, Ngozi was the closest woman around, and she often was the subject of my fantasies.<\/p>\n
One quiet Wednesday afternoon, I was inside my room, trying to focus on some work, when I heard Ngozi\u2019s familiar voice call out from upstairs. \u201cTony, are you home?\u201d she asked, her tone playful but with a hint of mischief. I called back, \u201cYes, I am,\u201d not knowing what she had planned.<\/p>\n
A few moments later, I heard her footsteps approaching the staircase. She appeared at my door, dressed in a brightly patterned Ankara dress that was loose but elegant, with the top unbuttoned slightly at the collar. Her face was lit up with a teasing smile, and I could sense she had something in mind.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to come upstairs?\u201d she said softly, beckoning with her hand. I felt my heart beat faster as I stood up, trying to hide my excitement. She stepped closer, her eyes twinkling with mischief.<\/p>\n
Ngozi gently took my hand and led me toward the staircase. \u201cLet\u2019s go upstairs,\u201d she whispered, her tone intimate. As if I had any doubt about what she had in mind, she pulled her dress a bit higher up her thigh. \u201cMy son has gone to school, so we have the place to ourselves.\u201d<\/p>\n
As we climbed the stairs, I couldn\u2019t help but wonder what she had in mind. Once we got upstairs, she paused at the doorway of her apartment and looked back at me with a playful grin. \u201cTony, I normally don\u2019t do this, but today, I just felt I should check on you, since you didn\u2019t go to work today,\u201d she said softly, her eyes glinting with desire.<\/p>\n
Without waiting for a reply, Ngozi stepped into her apartment, and I followed her inside. The space was warm and inviting, decorated with Nigerian prints, wooden furniture, and fresh flowers. It felt like a sanctuary, a place where desire could freely unfold.<\/p>\n
She turned to face me and gave a sly smile as she took me to her bedroom. \u201cYou know I\u2019ve been watching you since you moved in, and I\u2019ve not seen any girl come to take care of you, so since it\u2019s only me and you at home, I said let me come and make sure you\u2019re okay,\u201d she said softly.<\/p>\n
Her fingers unbuttoned her Ankara dress slowly, revealing her collarbones, her shoulders, and her smooth skin beneath. She took a step closer, and her hands slipped down her waist, untying her wrapper skirt. It fell to the floor with a gentle rustle, revealing her white lace panties.<\/p>\n
My heart pounded as she looked at me with a teasing smile, her eyes filled with hunger and anticipation. She reached out and gently pushed me onto her bed. \u201cLet me take care of you. I\u2019m sure you work very hard,\u201d she whispered, her voice thick with desire.<\/p>\n
“I know you want me,” Ngozi said, resting her hands on my shoulders as she stood so close her breasts brushed my shirt and the bulge of my straining erection prodded her belly. “I’ve noticed how you look at me. I hear you when you’re masturbating downstairs. I know I\u2019m always on your mind.”<\/p>\n
It was in that moment I realised my room was directly below her apartment. I can get quite noisy when I’m helping myself, and of course, I’d been grunting her name as I came every time.\u00a0 In that moment, everything else faded: the worries, the loneliness, the world outside. It was just Ngozi and me, standing on the brink of an intimate journey that would change everything.<\/p>\n
Her hands went to the buttons of my shirt, and she loosened them smoothly, one after the other. She then kissed me softly, her lips warm and inviting. I eagerly responded, holding her waist. She pressed her body against mine. Her scent was a sweet mix of flowers and skincare.<\/p>\n
She pulled back from the kiss and looked into my eyes. “Let me show you something,” she whispered, sounding excited. Before I could say anything, she moved closer, kissing down my neck and touching my chest.<\/p>\n
She unbuttoned my pants while she kept kissing and nibbling my neck. I was already hard, wanting more of her skin and to feel closer. She pulled my pants down and looked up at me with a mischievous smile. “Are you ready?” she asked quietly.<\/p>\n
I nodded, speechless. She then knelt beside the bed and looked at me closely. She softly took hold of my dick, and I felt a rush of pleasure.<\/p>\n
She leaned in, lightly touching my dick with her lips, then took me into her mouth easily. It was an intense blowjob, better than I had ever had. Ngozi moved her head smoothly, supporting me with her hands as she got me closer to cumming.<\/p>\n
My breathing got heavier, and I had to hold onto the headboard as pleasure took over me. “Fuck… I’m cumming,” I managed to say.<\/p>\n
She looked at me with a teasing smile. With one last gentle stroke, I felt intense pleasure wash over me as I came in her mouth. Ngozi swallowed everything and then slowly let go of my dick, smiling happily.<\/p>\n
She got on the bed next to me, her body warm and welcoming. “Now it’s my turn,” she whispered happily. She started unbuttoning her dress, her eyes shining with excitement. The dress dropped from her body, showing her smooth thighs and lace underwear. Her body was beautiful, curvy, confident, and inviting.<\/p>\n
“It’s your turn now,” she whispered.<\/p>\n
She gently unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts. Her nipples were hard and ready. I reached out, my hands shaking a little, and cupped them, feeling their warmth and weight. Ngozi leaned back, her head on the pillow and legs apart. She touched herself slowly and looked at me with a seductive smile.<\/p>\n
I moved closer and kissed her neck and collarbone. I kissed down her chest, enjoying her soft skin. I touched her hips and thighs, feeling her warmth. I gently pushed aside her panties, revealing her wet, glistening pussy.<\/p>\n
I gently lowered my head to her pussy, running my tongue along her slit. Ngozi moaned softly, her hips bucking with pleasure. I kept licking, enjoying her taste and teasing her clit.<\/p>\n
Her hands grabbed my hair as she moved closer to my face. “Yes, baby,” she said softly, voice shaking. “Suck that pussy, baby.”<\/p>\n
I kept sucking her, my fingers inside while my tongue played around. Her body tensed, and she gasped as she got close to orgasm. “I’m cumming!!!” she shouted, shaking with pleasure.<\/p>\n
I looked up, licked my lips, and saw her smile at me. She softly said, “You\u2019re too much,” inviting me to come closer.<\/p>\n
I moved closer to her, our bodies touching and sharing warmth. Ngozi reached out and touched me again, and we got lost in each other\u2019s embrace.<\/p>\n
Lying there together, sweaty and tired, the sunlight made everything glow. Ngozi looked at me with a small, happy smile and gently stroked my face.<\/p>\n
She said quietly, “I never knew you were this good. Don\u2019t worry, baby, I\u2019m here for you; you will enjoy me to the fullest.”<\/p>\n
I smiled and hugged her tight. We stayed like that for a bit, and then she stood up to prepare us lunch. When I looked at her ass, I knew she was right. I was going to enjoy her to the fullest.<\/p>\n
Written by Sixtie9ine<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n