Uyi’s House.


It was a Thursday evening and Uyi and I were supposed to attend a poetry festival on the island. I was dressed casually in a short skirt and a pair of boots; I drove to our meeting point and as I pulled onto the expressway, my phone rang. It was Uyi. “Could you just come to my house I’d like us to talk before we go to the Island”.

I really enjoy Uyi’s company so there was no harm in going to his house, That would usually come with a drink and decent conversation. I pulled into the driveway and saw him, he looked different.

“Hey knuckle head” I yelled from the car, “why do you look like you got run over by a trailer?”

We settled in his living room and just faffed around. Won’t you offer me a drink I joked; he got up and brought out his bottle of whiskey.

“Who made the rule about room temperature whiskey?” He joked. We shared a laugh over weird alcohol rules, no one cared so long we got drunk… we agreed.

That was the moment I saw it, He had a semi – erection and was trying to hide it. I swallowed hard and concentrated on my drink.

He placed the bottle of whiskey on the table right next to me and said, knock your self out, “literally” I jokingly retorted.

Suddenly, there was silence and it was awkward.

Does this weird silence have anything to do with your erection?” I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. He looked at me, eyes smoldering as fuck; my vagina began to melt. “I want to kiss you,” he said.

Slowly our faces touched and we kissed, his lips were softer than I had imagined and he was skillful, the sheer thought of his tongue on my clit made me giddy with joy.

May I, he whispered, his face glowing with lust, I was so carried away and so I nodded in agreement and immediately tried to guide his hands toward my breasts, Uyi stopped for a second and whispered, be verbal Hun, consent is sexy.

“Take me, all of it” I said impatiently. I just wanted to be back in his arms.

He pounced on me as soon as the words left my lips, kissing me a little harder this time. His hands roamed free, first to my breasts, then to my neck and settled between my thighs… “oh fuck” I muttered.

He massaged my clitoris with so much skill and precision and with every calculated stroke; I shed a tiny bit of sanity. He did this until my orgasm came heavy…

“Get on the bed, I want eat you out” he said, his eyes feasting hungrily on my body. The very sound of his voice inspired obedience. I lowered myself to the bed and Uyi in one move spread my vagina open and dug his tongue straight into my opening. Shuddering violently, I accepted him, all of him. His tongue feasting hungrily and my body ached, wanting more.

With every moan, I urged him on; I wanted him to take it, all of it.

By now, his penis was as hard as a rock, engorged as though it was going to pop its lid; I knew he needed my attention.

A quick change in position, I took his penis in my mouth, licking the tip with my tongue while I put pressure on the shaft. He cried in ecstasy… he held on to my head and shoved his dick deeper into my mouth, I took it in with all pleasure. He furiously fucked my mouth and I enjoyed the animalistic way he yelled, take as much as you can…

Deep throating, sucking and teasing, I worked my magic on his averagely sized dick till he begged me.

“Let me fuck you” he begged.

I immediately obliged him. In one hard thrust he pushed his dick inside me, way deeper than necessary but it felt good. He fucked me so hard I knew I was doing the right thing, every stroke harder than the last.

He turned me right over on all fours, lowered his dick inside my wet and glistening pussy and together we rode into orgasmic glory.



Thank You Dee!


“Fuck me deeper, deeper, ohhh faster.” Dee rammed into me as though he was mad! Every thrust more painful that the last, driving me further into ecstasy.

You see, I met Demola at a party. We talked for a while and exchanged numbers while I went back to my girlfriends. It was girls night and I had to get back to that.

One random Tuesday, I received a phone call, “hey it’s me, Dee!”  the cheerful voice called out. We talked, one thing led to another and we decided to go out for drinks.  I ordered a frozen Margarita and he ordered a Long Island Iced Tea.

We decided to switch things up and do shots! I ordered a bottle of tequila and we started to drink. Salt, shot, lime! by the 7th one, we knew we needed to fuck each other.

I could feel the wetness welling up in my vagina and the alcohol was not helping. I needed that dick so bad and I said a little prayer “please let it be big.”

We decided to move the party to his apartment; a cosy tastefully furnished mini flat. We barely made it to the couch before we started to kiss. We kissed each other aggressively till I was out of breath.

Then his fingers started to roam; first to my breasts, he cupped, grabbed and kissed. Softly at  first, then he started to suck on them so hard like his life depended on it. I was going crazy, I wanted him to touch my wetness, he took a finger down my pants to trace my wetnessas though he heard my prayers to the gods. I was fucking dripping and every touch felt like a million stars were exploding in my vagina.

He started to circle around my clitoris, delicately then his finger slid right into my vagina. “Oh my world” I whispered. He finger fucked me so deep that I began to tremble, every stroke made me crazier, I cried like someone possessed of a demon. I felt my orgasm build from deep within and in a few minutes, I exploded all over his hands. “Give me your hand, I want to taste me.” I cooed.

Dee looked at me with lust in his eyes, I knew he was going to fuck the sense out of me. Come here he barked; the very tone of his voice made me mad and my vagina swam in its own juice.

He came closer, pushed me on the couch and raised my legs exposing the entrance to my now glistening vagina, I knew I was in trouble. Sweet sweet trouble.

As soon as he wore the condom, he bent down to kiss my clitoris I gasped lightly. He suddenly stood straight as though he changed his mind and descended into me, his dick stiff as an iron rod, he entered and filled me up, length, breadth, up and down.

His dick felt good, snug as fuck, then he began to ride, at first in a slow rhythmic fashion, then he fucked me like a wild animal. I begged him to go deeper, harder, faster, I begged him to fuck me, “pull my hair, spank me Dee” I called out. He heeded my call and fucked me so hard I thought I was going to pass out…

As I felt the orgasm build up in me like a hurricane, I started to thank him, “thank you Dee” I said. I didn’t know why I was thanking him, I just felt like he had just blessed me.

Then it came! I came all over the couch, my fountain coming alive and flooding everything in sight. I laid there spent, checked my twitter for updates, looked over my shoulder and said, Thank you. He smirked and retorted, for what?