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Adelani Temiloluwa
School Of Nursing Ondo
Nursing Student
300Level, Nigeria.

It all started in such a seemingly innocent form, as I felt his hands could do no wrong and with the firm and masterly touch he had I just wanted him to move lower.
In fact, I became desperate for him to move lower, parting my legs as he did so, inviting his touch to the private parts of my body.

He was reading my body language and followed perfectly my quiet wishes without speaking. I wanted his fingers to move into my body and respond to my urges. No words were spoken, I just felt his fingers edge deeper into me where they began to build up the intensity.


The sensation was heavenly, and as he played me more, I lay on the table and spread my legs wider, feeling the pleasure rip into my muscles. I struggled to hold back any sound and began to groan as he pounded my wet pussy over and over, my muscles crying out to explode in one overwhelming sensation.

Before I knew it Emeka was pouring more oil and drizzling it over my tits then down onto my stomach and naval as his hands smoothed their way over my flesh, his face watching intently as my body reacted to his touch.

I couldn’t help but smile at him as his fingers took on my thoughts and entered my body. Exploring my growing wetness, which only added to the ease of his fingers moving in and out of me. The combination of my reminiscing of how horny it was and the physical pleasure I was receiving was intense. He could see my face reflect how I was feeling and moved down between my legs allowing his tongue to stroke the creases and mounds of my pussy while his finger continued to arouse my soft moist lips.

Each move and flick of his tongue brought me closer to orgasm, my legs falling more open, I let the pleasure wash over my body as his hardness grew. Seeing him so horny for me I moved down his body to expose his hard dick.

I'm never tired of seeing how sexy he looked when he was fully naked before me, his strong muscular frame on show. I relished the chance to take him in my mouth. Now I was nestled between his legs, looking up at him, while my tongue took long, sensual strokes of his hard dick.

The act I found such a turn on, playing the seductive vixen to his physical presence, watching his eye contact intently as I tasted and sucked, my mouth consuming all I could while working to build pleasure deep into his groin.

I loved how he fucked me and I wanted him deep inside, feeling his hands caress me as he did. I knew it would only be moments until I felt him slide into me, my wetness allowing such ease of moment before he would be thrusting in and out of me in such controlled rhythm. As he lay behind me I felt his hands moving with greater passion over my body and his dick penetrating me.

He was a deliberate and careful lover, taking his time to work my body, teasing my pussy with each penetrating move building up the sensation within me. It wasn’t long before I ached with pleasure, my muscles spasming with intensity that waved through my legs. He collapsed into my arms and we lay for a while kissing.

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Adelani Temiloluwa
School Of Nursing Ondo
Nursing Student
300Level, Nigeria.

How my thirst for a fat D was quenched Part 1 {R-18+}

As a young girl, I always felt a little shy, it wasn’t that I was modest, rather my body grew a little faster than many other girls in my year at school, and instead of embracing my new found development, I felt far more subconscious of my ample breasts.
As I grew they became something I tried to keep hidden, yet now as I blossomed as a woman, I became more comfortable in the sexual aura they created. If anything I quickly learned to love them, love the feel of them, touch them, they had become an asset I should have enjoyed long before now.

Running the bath, I started stroking the water as it pooled below. I felt relaxed and warm, the sun comfortably heating the room allowing my nakedness to be a real pleasure and thereby adding a wonderful degree of horniness.


At that moment I thought of Emeka, how he always enjoyed watching me, with or without my clothes on, but definitely without. I would catch him taking a sideways look, I don’t know why he then pretended not to peek, and I rather liked knowing he was taking in the view, feeling his eyes on me, admiring my body.

I soon realized he had always enjoyed watching me, even before we were ever living together. I often just caught his eye giving me that cheeky glance when no one else was. I had enjoyed our friendship way before we had become lovers, I knew we always had a flirty relationship but it was real.

I would often chat away over a few glasses, my language and stories becoming rather more outspoken and loose. Tales of past relationships, naughty endeavours and generally things that turned me on, something we both shared.

Having enjoyed a warm soak in the bath, I wandered into the bedroom. My skin was feeling soft from the water. I stood before the mirror and began to smooth some of the rich clear body oil on to my skin.

As ever I found the sensation pleasantly arousing… feeling the slippery texture soak into my skin, as my hands became warm gliding over my body and down my womanly limbs. Facing the mirror I couldn’t help but feel his eyes were taking in the moment too but I pretended not to be aware, maintaining the pretense that he was just sleeping quietly, oblivious to where I was.

The sensation of hands on me brought back a memory that I still found such a sexual thrill. Maybe that’s why I enjoyed the sensation of oiling myself after a bath, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that’s why he enjoyed watching me too.

I found it aroused his mind to hear how I behaved. I said that I deliberately flexed my upper arms, allowing the towel to loosen its grip around my chest, slipping it lower down my body to reveal my body beneath. I remember at the time it didn’t worry me to be naked lying before this strange man as his hands kept working their way so intently over my body.

To be continued...

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