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Sunday, April 28, 2013

Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend – Part 6.


Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend – Part 6.

So far we’ve only heard from Koyin, as she recounts her weekend of unlimited pleasure unimagined and never before experienced.

Part 6 promises to set blood pumping all through your veins like never before… heat like no other as the ladies…. sexcapades… unmistakable need for love, lust and the adventure of the unknown.

But the question is… what happens next?

Like our other Stories and features in the series: Love, Lust and Money, which addressed several societal issues, we most times don’t want to talk about in the open and feel it TABOO.

Get Creative, live your lives with renewed Passion and Zeal.

4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekendcaptures the lives of four friends (Amanda, Sandra, Bimpe and Koyin,) who share an apartment in Lagos; and their search for Love, Money, Sex, and Adventure.

Checkmate, the tables have turned… and the real story begins.

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         ….‘I don’t intend to be a kiss and tell but girls, eru niyo, his dick is beautiful; not too big, thick and very smooth, the kind that makes your mouth water!’ I confirmed to my friends. I held it and… ‘Wait!’ Bimpe said ‘I no fit hold this piss again, I need to go to the bathroom!’ Bimpe ran to the toilet and Amanda said ‘as much as I hate that girl for interrupting, I gotta pee too’. She stood up and went to her room, ‘I think I’ll get something to drink too its getting hot in here’ Sandra said and headed for the kitchen ‘Sandra’ I called, she stopped and turned towards me, ‘bring me a bottle of coke please’, ‘ok’ she said. Bimpe came back and asked of Koyin, I told her where she was and she went to the kitchen to get drinks for Amanda and herself too, Koyin and Bimpe returned from the kitchen carrying drinks and Amanda also joined us. We shared the drink amongst ourselves and Bimpe said ‘you can now continue oo’ ‘where did I stop’ I asked ‘where you held his dick’ Amanda reminded me. ‘So as I was saying…’ I continued with my tale
          I held his dick with my left hand; I ran my right hand over his thighs, legs and buttocks, ’issh’ I heard him inhaled sharply, I massaged his dick, rubbing it, pulling and pressing it gently, his hands rested on my shoulders. I looked up to him, he was smiling, well, smiling is good but that wasn’t the expression I wanted! I wanted him groaning and moaning so I swallowed his dick in one motion ‘hhmshjsk’, he whispered through his teeth, I rolled him in my mouth, swaying my tongue around his penis cap as I removed it from my mouth, I blew hot air on his dick before taking it back into my mouth, this time I didn’t swallow everything, I took it half length into my mouth, I shielded my teeth with my lips and started giving him a slow blow job while my left hand taunt his buttocks, my right hand played with his balls. His hand dwelled into my hair, drawing my mouth closer to his dick, in and out; I went over his dick, licking, pulling, and sucking he was groaning, ‘grrh, mmhhnr, aarrrgmmg’ I removed my mouth to lick his full length but he said harshly, ‘no’and forced my head back to his dick, I blew him for some more minutes and he met me halfway, he began to pant harder, he held on to my head like a lifeline, thrusting his dick into my mouth harder and faster, I knew he was coming so I sucked hard and faster as if my life depended on it, ‘yes, yes, Koyin, aatrhsgf, arggjiiirrr’ he groaned and came into my mouth and fell onto the bed. I tried to swallow his sperm, but I couldn’t.
         Iwent into the bathroom to clean my mouth, when I came out; he was still lying on the bed with his right arm over his face. He looked up when I closed the bathroom door, I felt extremely shy as he starred at me, ‘come here’ he commanded, I went to him, he sat me down beside him and hugged me tightly and said, ‘thank you, no one has ever sucked me till I climax’, my heart swelled, Usman has never said thank you to me after sex or a terrific blow job! I kissed his temple and said ‘thank you too’ he released me from the hug and ask me if I was ready to sleep, I said yes, he asked if I needed anything I told him I wanted water, he went to the kitchen to get it, I changed into my nightgown before he got back, when he came back and saw me in my nightgown, he said ‘wow, blue looks good on you, I like it’, ‘thanks’ I said taking the cup of water he extended to me. He drew back the duvet and I climbed into bed, he joined me and drew the duvet over us. He drew me closer, I rested my head on his chest and put my left hand on his stomach, and he kissed my forehead and said ‘I’m very glad you are here Koyin, I hope you are happy too?’ Was I happy? I really don’t know but I can say I was contented and I definitely wasn’t sad. I nodded my head against his chest as I yawned, ‘sleep angle’ was the last thing I heard…
          The sun was in my eyes, urging me to wake up, I turned to the other side trying to block out the sun rays, but then I remembered sunlight does not reflect into my room like this, my eyes flew open, my surroundings was strange to me, I try to wake up my fogged brain and I remembered where I was, I was in Opeyemi’s bed! I looked beside me, Opeyemi wasn’t there. ‘Ope, Ope’ I called out but no one answered me, I panicked a little. I unwrapped myself from the duvet, and got out of bed, I was looking for a slippers to put on when I noticed a paper by my feet on the floor, I bent down for a closer look and I saw my name on it, I took it and opened it, it read; “angel Koyin, good morning, it would’ve been a sin 2 wake u up, u looked so much at peace, I’m off 2 d gym, I’ll b back by 9am, if u want 2 cook, you’ll find all u need in d kitchen, if not, I’ll take u 2 b.f when I’m back, remain beautiful, Ope” I read the note four times, I found it sexy and it makes me so happy, I looked up at the clock and it was 8:04am, oga oo, mosun ga sha! I thought to myself and stood up to look for the kitchen, I found it and indeed, he had all I needed to cook, I got down to work, I cooked prawn-rice and stew, I garnished the stew with the snail we brought home last night. It was 8:55am by the time I finished cooking, I rushed to his room to clean up, I couldn’t let him see me all sweaty.
          Seeing the bathroom again reminded me of last night and I felt a pleasant sharp pain in my tummy, to think I’ve not really had intercourse with Ope and he can make me feel like this? I ran water into the tub and soap it till it bubbles, I stepped into it, I wanted to have a quick shower but the water was so inviting that I relaxed, some minutes later, the door knob turned, the door open a little and Ope’s head was in the doorway, ‘may I come in ma’am’he said smiling, he didn’t wait for a reply, he entered. His gym-clothes were soaked with sweat, ‘yes you may come in’ I replied smiling, ‘I was hoping you will say that’ he said undressing, and he was in the tub with me in less than a minutes, he saw the look of surprise on my face and said ‘you said I should come in now, make room jor’ ‘arh, oro e ti yemi’ I replied. ‘Sit forward Koyin, let me sit behind you’, I sat forward and he sat behind me, I rested my back against his chest. He kissed me temple, took the sponge from me and started washing us both, ‘did you sleep well?’ he asked ‘yes I did, I woke up around 8am’ I replied, ‘good, I left for the gym around 7am, I didn’t want to wake you, so what did you cook? The house smells delicious’I titled my head back to look at him ‘just rice and stew’ ‘good, I’m very hungry, are you clean enough madam, or is there someplace else you will like me to wash? He asked turning me around to face him, ‘actually yes but not here’ I said biting my lips ‘naughty girl’ he said. He rinsed us both and we toweled each other dry.
          I wore a red round neck top and a black mini skirt with no underwear; I have a feeling I’ll get naughty soon. He wore a blue shirt and brown knickers. I served him and myself, I said a quick prayer and we began eating. ‘Koyin, this tastes good, hmmm’ he said after eating for a while. ‘Thank you sir, but wetin you go talk if he no sweet self’ I accused playfully ‘I go beat you ni’ he replied. We continued eating and having easy conversation. ‘Do you like football?’ Ope asked me, ‘well, I’m indifferent to it, why do you ask?’ I asked. ‘Well, I am a fan, a big fan, I support Chelsea and we have a match today, I was hoping we could watch it together but you can watch or do anything you like sha’. He told me. Boys and football sha, na wa! ‘No p, we’ll watch it together’, I replied, ‘are you sure’ he asked again ‘yep, I’m sure sir’ I said. We had finished eating by now and I stood up to clear the table but he stopped me ’let me’ he said ‘hmmm, is this how you are or you are just being nice?’I asked skeptically, ‘funny you, anyway it’s a little of both’ he said carrying our plates to kitchen, I followed him; he washed the plates while I dried it. How I wish men continue relationships the way they started it…
          ‘Asfsh’, nooo, oohh, stop, no jor, Ope please’ I giggled uncontrollable as he tickled me, I was lying on the floor and he was on top of me, he held my two hands with one of his and tickled me with the other and I was laughing hard. ‘Say please sir’ he bullied me, ‘puleeasee ssirrr’ I giggled out as he continued tickling me, ‘aarhh, jor now, sebi moti be now’, I begged. He stopped tickling me but bent down to kiss me, I wrapped my hand around his neck while I kissed him back, ‘gbagaun, gbagaun, its 2o’clock’ the walk clock announced, ‘it’s football time sweetie’he said standing up and drawing me along with him. ‘Do you want me to get you anything from the kitchen?’ I asked, ‘yep, beer and groundnuts and something for yourself too’ he replied, ‘ok’ I said. I went to the kitchen, got all the things I needed and put them on a tray and brought it back to the living room. He was already sitting down on the “love couch”, I put the refreshments on the table and sat beside him, he drew me closer to him and kissed my checks, I kissed him full on his lips trying to distract him from the game, ‘sweetheart, it won’t work, it can’t work oo, you can’t distract me from watching football’ he boasted, if there’s something I hate about the male ego, it’s their boosting and I’ve taken this as a challenge! ‘Who wants to distract you? I just kissed you, that’s all!’ I lied baiting my eyes innocently, I’m so very much gonna distract you, I vowed to myself silently.
          ‘Yes, yea, right there, give it to him, oya gbe fun J.T, J.T run, run, wo eyin e, oya give it to Mikel, good, wasere! Mikel dapada seyin, Puyol n sare bo oo, ode, give it to Mata jor, oya ge Pique! Oge, ege, run jor, yeeessss!’ it was 46:37 minutes into the match and I watched the movement too, captivated by the players legs and determination, the ball was passed to John Terry (J.T) who ran with the ball and gave it to Mikel Obi, Mikel gave it to Mata as Puyol, a Barcelona defender rushed towards him, Mata collected the ball, dribbled Pique, ran past him towards box 18 where Torres was already running to, Mata gave a through pass to Torres who looked up and kicked the ball to the right top corner of the post, the keeper went left, Valdes the keeper fell hard on his buttocks as he followed the ball movement into the post, he slapped the ground in frustration while Chelsea team members and fan jubilated! ‘Goal, goal, goal’ Ope and I screamed while he jumped about the living room, he picked up his phone and dialed a number, ‘se I no tell you? I go beat Barca today una no go fit eat! Go jor’ he said into his phone and dropped the phone, he hugged and pecked me, ‘so happy babe, awon omo Barca yen o derun!’ he confessed to me as we settled down to continue watching. Now is the time to seduce or distract him, I told myself.
          Instead of sitting beside him, I laid down and rested me head on his laps, I raised my arm above his shoulders and reached for his ear, he looked down at me, I smiled and averted my eyes from his, pretending to be interested in the football match, I played with his ear for a while then dropped my hand to is stomach, I maneuvered my hand into his shirt and caressed his stomach, he relaxed into the couch, giving me more access to his body, I rejoiced inwardly. I went boldly for his right nipple, I pinched gently and rubbed it, he was still watching the match but now his hand was in my hair massaging it softly. I unzipped his knickers zip and brought out his dick, I felt his eye on me but I didn’t look up, I massage his penis with my right hand while I stared straight at the TV, he pinched my hand and asked huskily, ‘what do you think you are doing?’I looked at him, baited my long eyelashes and replied, ‘watching football’I didn’t even bother looking at him. ‘Okay’ he replied. After some minutes, I stood up and knelt down between his legs and took his dick in my mouth, ‘gbkmmh gbkmmh’, he coughed trying to mask his moan, I stole a look at him through my eyelashes, and he wasn’t looking at the TV! His hands roamed about my head and face, he couldn’t mask his moan any longer as I performed the mouth job on him.
          ‘Awwoww, ishessh, fffiwien, arrrshchhs’ he moaned softly, I drew his shirt up and he helped me take it off him. I concentrated on his dick, licking, pulling, sucking and biting, he moved his waist about trying to get comfortable in my mouth, I didn’t mind, I accommodated him, when I noticed his breathing was coming faster and harsher, I stopped abruptly and said, ‘sorry for interrupting, you may continue with your ball’. I stood up and headed for the bedroom but I didn’t make it, ‘not so fast miss’ his hands shot out and caught me, he carried me off my feet and dumped me on the couch backing the TV, he drew my skirt up and a condom materialized from nowhere and he was inside me in seconds, I held on to the back of the couch as he pumped into me, fast and brutal, pushing into me as if punishing me for a crime, I dropped my head on the head rest and added my own moaning to his, don’t asked me to tell you who said what! ‘yyeeeeaaq,oowgshs, yees, fast, arisshh, ishshi, gryuynf’he pounded into me and I pushed my buttocks to meet his thrust, ‘I’m coming’he blunted out, ‘I’ll meet you there’ I promised as we both came together. It was powerful. He dropped on my back, I welcomed the weight and we were silent for some seconds, he kissed my neck, In short, he kissed every part of my body that his mouth could reach, I turned to face him and kissed him ‘wow that was sexy! You won!’ He said and I laughed but stopped when I saw the scores on TV ‘what is it’? He asked me and I pointed at the TV, ‘yeeepa! When did we score another goal?’ he asked and we both burst into laughter‘sorry’ I said still laughing ‘It’s ok. I’ll watch replay on blitz lerra’
          When I woke up the first thing I saw was Ope’s face, he was staring at me looking all serious and I was scared a bit, after all, he was actually a stranger! ‘Hi’he said, ‘hi’ I replied softly, ‘you are beautiful Koyin’ he said and kissed my eyes, ‘it was a pleasure watching you sleep’ he said and kissed me again, ‘isn’t that just sweet? I asked myself. ‘What’s the time?’ I asked, ‘its 7pm and I like taking evening strolls, would you like to walk with me’ he asked, ‘yes I would, just give me a minute to wash my face’ I replied. He didn’t take off his eyes from me while I washed my face and dressed up for the walk. Hand in hand we walked his street, he told me about his family, his work and his former girlfriend, what I liked about him was that he didn’t talk about his ex-girlfriend in a bad way even though I’ve heard she jilted him. By the time we got back to his apartment, it was 8:53pm and I was tired from the walk but I enjoyed it, also I’ve learnt a lot about him and he doesn’t look like a stranger anymore, I felt closer to him. ’kilama je lale yi, I’m thinking something very light?’ I asked him after we’ve settled down, ‘let’s eat noodles’ ‘ok’ I said and went to the kitchen, I served the noodles, and we ate. We watched the TV for a while and we put it off it after we listened to the news.
         He held me close to his heart as we whispered to ourselves on the bed, our conversations were perforated with quick and stolen kisses, I couldn’t even remember what we talked about, I just knew it was something funny, we were kissing when my phone rang, ‘believe me girls, I didn’t want to pick it up but the caller was persistence and Ope urged me to pick it up but when I picked it up it was my mum’, ‘hello mummy, ekale ma’ ‘bawo ni oko mi?’ ‘I’m fine mum, why are you calling me so late, and hope there’s no problem?’ I asked. ‘Not at all but I need you to come home tomorrow, please come early so we can go to church together from there; we are going to visit my friend Mrs. Abiola whose son just came back from America’, oh no! Not again, my mum is playing matchmaking again! ‘But mum I’ve to…’ she cut me off mid sentence, ‘don’t but me anything oo, I’ll be expecting you tomorrow, odaro oo, ki Olorun jiwa re.’ she didn’t even wait for my response. My heart was heavy, not only was she matchmaking, she was also sabotaging my time with Ope and I don’t like it one bit! ‘Hope all is well? Ope enquired, ‘all is well but I’ve to go home tomorrow morning, mummy wants to see me’. I told him and his face fell.
        ‘Wow, I’m missing you already’, he said, ‘come on, don’t be like that, we can do this again soon’ I promised without meaning to and he smiled broadly at me ‘ok then, I was scared you won’t want to see me again’ he confessed ‘funny you, I’ve had a good weekend, thank you’. ‘Thank me? No, thank you’ he said ‘but you…’ I was explaining but he cut me off, ‘sshhhh, enough talking for tonight, let me show you how much I appreciate you’ he said and I became lubricated between my thighs immediately! He kissed my face all over and stopped at me ear, he tickled my ear with his tongue, first it made me laugh but when he closed his lips on my ear, I moaned ‘hmhmhmhm’ I titled me neck to the right to give him more access to my left ear. He robbed me over with his left hand and squeezed me left breast with his right Wow, that was a weekend you had there, and I thought I had the best weekend!’ Amanda said, ‘that’s good to know now it’s your turn to tell about your weekend!’ ‘Very well then, make una all go piss and take whatever you will need oo because una no go fit stand up when I start oo’ Amanda warned us, we all scrambled to our feet and went to attend to ourselves, when we came back Amanda was ready for us, she began… ‘Let me tell you this first, Lekan’s dick is long and large, he’s a hell of a kisser but sucks and pussy eating, so I taught him…Ijhjhghand while he ate my ear thoroughly, I moaned on ‘arrshm, hmnmng, eeeowwwhh, iisshh’ he kept on seduce me while I wiggled my body on the bed, when I couldn’t take it any more I removed my ear from his reach and struggled with him to get to his ear too, when I caught his ear in my mouth, I tongue-fucked him till he escaped me too,
          ‘1-1’he said as he removed his pajamas, ‘are we counting?’ I asked as I pulled my nightgown over my head; big mistake on my part! Before it came over my head he jumped me and took my breast into his mouth, ’girls, in short, we had sex again and it was superb!’ ‘Noooo Koyin, haba, you have to tell us everything oo’ Amanda demanded. ‘The one wey I don tell you don do jor, let’s hear your own tale’ Koyin retorted, ‘me I’m sha interested in what made him sleep here, after that you can stop’ Bimpe requested. ‘Well..’I continued… I told him to pick me up from my mum’s house which he did around 6pm, when I saw him I was so relieved and happy, I really missed him, he came with my things that I left in his house and he brought me home, when you guys left us and he said he was leaving, I felt deserted again and I burst into tears, he tried to console me while I poured out my heart to him about Usman, he just held me and listened, I didn’t know when I slept off, when I woke up, I was wrapped in his arms, he said I slept off while talking and he didn’t want to leave me so he slept over, that’s all.   
         ‘hhmmm very romantic, let me ask you three questions Koyin’ Sandra said, ‘ok, shoot’I replied, ‘did you enjoy your weekend?’ ‘Oh yes I did’ I answered with a smile and everybody was smiling with me, ‘are you going to date him?’Sandra asked, ‘well, we’ve not talked about dating and he didn’t ask me out, but we’ll be seeing each other next weekend.’  ‘Do you regret taking this weekend off?’ Sandra asked again, I looked at my friends, trying to read their expression, it was hard to say, so many feelings to read on their faces, ‘no I did not, in fact I needed it! Thank you dear friend’ and I hugged her. ‘Wow, that was a weekend you had there, and I thought I had the best weekend!’ Amanda said, ‘that’s good to know now it’s your turn to tell about your weekend!’ ‘Very well then, make una all go piss and take whatever you will need oo because una no go fit stand up when I start oo’ Amanda warned us, we all scrambled to our feet and went to attend to ourselves, when we came back Amanda was ready for us, she began… ‘Let me tell you this first, Lekan’s dick is long and large, he’s a hell of a kisser but sucks and pussy eating, so I taught him…   [To be continued]

Written By Olatorera - @sexitee03

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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

PHOTO: Money a Stripper Made in just one shift (and it's more than many People make in a month)


A stripper has published a photo of the money she makes in a single night as a response to the people who ask her why she does what she does for a living.
The image shows approximately $3,345 in mixed bills, as calculated by commenters, meaning that just three shifts a month would see her earn $120,000 a year in tips alone.
The thread on Reddit was captioned: 'From now on when people ask me why I’m a stripper, I’m just going to show them this picture (one day of work).'
The user, Menagerii, who says stripping is paying her way through an engineering degree at 'one of the most prestigious public tech schools in the U.S.', admits that this particular shift was a double, lasting from 11.30am until 3.30am, and that it is 'way more' than she usually makes.
'I typically make between $500 and $1,500 a night,' she says. 'Luckily that day I didn't have to dance much. I probably only did about 30 or so table dances and five stage sets.'

Monday, April 15, 2013

Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend – Part 4.


Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend – Part 4.

From the three parts of this story, you’ve read so far…. There’s an unmistakable bond between the girls and Sandra has lived up to her name of QUEEN B, setting up herself and her friends with a weekend adventure to remember.

But the question is… what happened during the course of their quest?

Part 4 promises to set the bar rising with heat like no other has the ladies begin to recount their sexcapades… in detail.

Like our other Stories and features in the series: Love, Lust and Money, which addressed several societal issues, we most times don’t want to talk about in the open and feel it TABOO.

Don’t hold your breathe, cause our stories would inspire you to think outside the box. Get Creative, live your lives with renewed Passion and Zeal.

4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend captures the lives of four friends (Amanda, Sandra, Bimpe and Koyin,) who share an apartment in Lagos; and their search for Love, Money, Sex, and Adventure.

Checkmate, the tables have turned…

Follow @effiongeton and @sexitee03 if you’re interested in Updates about the series and future stories. Now, enjoy Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 Weekend – Part 4. Remember to post your comments after the read: -


         …A knock on the door interrupted me this time, Amanda went to answer the door and behold, our princes stood at the door, ‘welcome to the lioness den, please come in if you’re brave enough’ Amanda welcomed them into our home. The guys, led by Tony, followed by Lekan, Habib and Opeyemi came into our apartment. They were all looking charming and well dressed but my gaze was just for one person, Habib. meehn, this guy is fine! He was dressed in a dark green polo shirt over a dark blue jeans, a silver stud in his left ear, his left wrist housed a silver Swatch while a tiny silver chain adorned his right wrist. His facial features were perfect, his hair was cut very short and waves were in it, his dark eyebrows was full but it was neatly arranged, his eye lashes were long and dark, his nose sat perfectly on his face but what really got me was his full lips, I couldn’t help but imagine what I could do to his lips and what his lips could do to my body, instantly that got me all wet below. He has a very masculine body, you know; the big chest and six pack types, his arms filled the helm of his Polo shirt and the rest of the clothe molded his body well and his soft leather sandal looked good on his feet. I licked my lips and blinked my eyes.

           I searched the faces my friends’ and they were all taking in their partners. Opeyemi was dressed in a short sleeved navy blue shirt and a black pant trouser, he had on a leather wristwatch, a gold chain circled his neck and he had a black shoe on and I’m sure if we ask Koyin, she will say her man is the most handsome amongst the four men. Tony wore a deeply cut V-neck white shirt over short brown knickers but what I love about his outfit was the brown hat he had on his head, a bead on his wrist and brown loafers on his feet completed his dressing. Lekan wore a tailored shirt, the white embroidery on the lemon colored shirt was beautifully made, he wore it over black jeans, and there was a silver chain around his neck, a silver wrist chain around his right wrist and a black leather wristwatch on his left wrist. They were all cutely dressed, my gaze went back to Habib and I caught him starring at me too, we smiled at each other and I regained my senses.

          ‘Since you guys were brave enough to enter the lioness den, I think you should sit down but first let me introduce you officially to my friends even though you guys have been talking for the last few days’,I said. I don’t know why I’m introducing them self, because each girl was beside her man already, anyways, courtesy demands. ‘Opeyemi, Tony, Habib, Lekan, please meet my friends, this is Amanda, this is Koyinsola, this is Bimpe and I am Sandra, we are pleased to have you here’, all these were said amidst handshakes and hugs. My girls were so quiet! Were they turning shy on me? No way! I thought to myself. ‘Since you guys were generous to provide these champagnes, I think it’s only fair to share it with you!’ Amanda said and Koyin and Bimpe stood up together to go and get the champagne flute, one person can get these flutes ordinarily but I’m sure they needed to gossip, ‘I’ll get the ice cubes for the drinks’ Amanda said. What? I can’t believe these girls are ditching me to go gossip! What am I suppose to go get oo? Then I remembered we have some cashew nuts at home. ‘Let me get you some refreshment with the drink’ I said running to the kitchen.  I could see the boys smiling, so what if they know we were gossiping about them? I mean they’ve had their time too!  When I opened the door the girls were whispering with glee like a she-dog in heat! ‘How dare you girls leave me out of this?’ I whispered with glee myself, they drew me into their circle and we group hugged ‘woow, pictures do lie, the guys are way too cute’ Koyin said, ‘I know, but we’ve to get back now before they change their minds and run away’ I said, each girl took what she came for and we piled out of the kitchen as we entered the living room the guys head was also together in discussion!

           Alas, they were gossiping about us too and we caught them.  We were all smiling as we set down our wares on the centre table ‘ok, we guys are not going to pretend we were not talking about you ladies like you went to gossip about us in the kitchen, we were just appreciating what we’ve seen, right guys?’ Habib said as he picked up one champagne bottle to open. ‘Right’ the boys said and nodded in agreement. ‘So when you guys say something behind us it’s ‘talking’ but when we do it, its ‘gossiping’ abi?’ Bimpe asked, where Bimpe did got such confidence from, I don’t know, but I liked it. ‘Well, it is common knowledge that girls gossip more than boys, I mean, you people talk about everything, especially us boys’ Tony added while Habib filled out flutes, ‘Opeyemi, as a lawyer, do you also agree to this? Do you think women do gossip more than men?’ Koyin asked her intended lover looking him straight in the eye. Oh oh, God help this guy, because koyin’s eyes are enchanting and when she turned them on you, you have no chance at all.Well, it depends on the school of thought you belongs too and the kind of female or male we are talking about, you know some guys do gossip more than girls’. Ope tried to be diplomatic while he stood bewitched, the guys were about to turn on him when I saved him.

          ‘Can we make a toast and drink these champagnes?’ I asked, we all stood up raising our flutes up and I said, ‘to four couples on their way to libration and happiness, may this weekend be one to remember for the rest of our lives? ‘Hear, hear, hear’ we all echoed ‘to four pretty ladies who are brave and sexy, may you find what you seek’ Lekan toasted on behalf of the boys and we drank our champagne. ‘So, how did you girls meet?’ Lekan asked and Amanda told him how we met at the NYSC and how we’ve been together ever since, ‘wow, you guys really are connected, it’s not easy for four girls to live together and not fight, how do you do it?’ Opeyemi asked and Koyin answered. ‘Who told you we don’t fight? These girls can frustrate the life out of you’, Amanda, Bimpe and I turned a questioning look on Koyin, she pretended not to see us and continued  ‘but we love each other and respect each others’ space and differences and there’s division of labour too, no one falls sick on their cleaning day’ everyone laughed.

         ‘Me I get question for lady nurse oo!’ Tony said and we all directed our attention to Bimpe ‘Matthew 7:7’ Bimpe answered. ‘I’ll like to know, why all matrons at the hospitals have big yansh, do you guys do something to it?’ We were all laughing before he finished his question and amidst our laughter Bimpe answered him, ‘well, we’ve sworn an oat not to tell! It’s our secret, I’ll have to kill you if I tell you and I’m sure you are not ready to die? Talo feku? She asked, all the while the TV was on but we were too involved in ourselves to watch it until the NEWS came on, we turned up the volume. ‘Hope you girls are ready, I think we should leave after the news’ Opeyemi suggested, ‘ok then, if you will excuse us’ I said and we cleared the table and we went into our respective rooms, when I came back to the living room, Amanda and Bimpe were already there, they’ve changed their outfits and they were smiling broadly with glints in their eyes, ‘what did I miss?’ I asked, ‘well the Lagos state governor just declared June 12 a public holiday, and it is Monday!’  Tony informed me as Koyin walked into the living room. ‘He be like say I hear person say public holiday now?’ Koyin asked. ‘Yes dear, Monday is a public holiday, isn’t that nice?’ Lekan asked.

          Nice? The weekend couldn’t get better!!! At least there will be time to relax and gist about our weekend sexcapades when we get back, it’s like the universe gave us all the time we needed. ‘If you girls are ready, we are ready’ Habib said eyeing my hips as I had changed into a short blue gown, which did wonders to my figure. They helped us with our small traveling boxes as we headed out. Habib drives a Morino, Tony drives a BMW, Lekan drives a Bugatti and Opeyemi drives a Benz, after our loads had been stored in our respective dates cars, the girls and I gathered to say our goodbyes, ‘ok ladies, this is it, this is where we part, I don’t know what they have planned for us but I sure know it’s going to be fun but remember to call for help if you sense anything wrong or you are not comfortable with him and I’ll come get you, but aside that, do have plenty of fun, remember, you are all beautiful, young, hardworking ladies, use them this time, no fall my hand oo, I love you girls’ I said  to my friends. ‘I like him so I think I’ll be alright’ Bimpe said and Koyin and Amanda said ‘me too’ ‘ok then, see you Sunday evening and I want to hear all the details, or else!’ I threatened. We group hugged and each went in the direction of her dates car.

         It was Sunday evening, the weather was so cool it was like the heavens was at peace, I sat in the passenger seat, looking out and enjoying my environment and thinking about the wonderful weekend I had, the car was in a comfortable silence, I sneaked a peak at Habib, a smile played on his lips, I believed he was thinking about the weekend we just had, at least I hope that’s what he was thinking about. He handled the power steering with his left hand and he held my left hand in his right hand, rubbing it with his thumb, I felt the sensation, it was not of sex, it was of affection and it warmed my heart, each time he changes gear, he did it with our hands joined together, ‘hhffnne’ I sighed, ‘are you alright baby?’ he asked as he raised my palm to his lips for a kiss, I looked into his eyes and tears rushed to me eyes, I blinked it away, ‘I’m fine dear’ I replied. Five minutes later, he drove into my compound, and both of us were unwilling to get down, he sighed and said ‘Sandra, I want to thank you for a beautiful weekend, it was what I expected and more, in fact I’ve not felt like this in a long while, please think about what I said earlier, I really mean it, ok? He asked, ‘ok, I’ll think about it and also, thank you for the best weekend I’ve had in a while and all the things you bought for me, thank you dear’, I said. ‘That’s nothing, it was my pleasure buying them and I’ll gladly buy more if you want me too’ ‘it’s enough, thank you sir’, I said smiling.

       ‘Come here, let me kiss that your sweet lips,’ he said as he moved his head towards mine, I met him half way, our lips clashed and that electricity I felt throughout the weekend was still there and I must confess, I’ve never felt like this. He chewed on my lips for a minute, teasing me with his tongue and teeth, I half rose from my seat, drew his head closer with my right hand, steadying his head for my onslaught, I took his lips in my mouth and probed his teeth with my tongue, his hand went to my back, drawing me closer still, while my left hand roamed about his face and head. He parted his teeth for me and we tongue wrestle for a while, by the time we both came up for air we were breathing hard. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to go back to my house and spend the public holiday with me?’ he asked huskily still holding me, I replied in the same tone ‘I wish I could but I’ve to get ready for work tomorrow, besides, each day I spend with you will just make parting more difficult’. He drew my head to his lips and planted a kiss on my forehead, ‘ok, let me help you with your bags then’ he said. We got down from the car and he opened the boot, even though I left with just one box, I returned with four boxes, filled with the things he bought for me during the weekend, I’m sure he had help from Demola. We both carried my luggages to the door step, I reached for my key in my bag, as I was about to insert it into the key hole, I noticed it was blocked, that told me someone was home, I panicked a bit, what if one of my friends didn’t have fun and came back early? But I cancelled that thought immediately, all the calls I exchanged with the ladies during the weekend was positive, I turned the knob and it gave way, I went in.

         The living room smelled of food so I was sure Bimpe was around, however it was Amanda who lounged on the sofa watching TV. ‘eheheheheh! Welcome sweetie’ she stood up and hugged me and Habib, ‘how are you Amanda, how was your weekend?’ Habib asked her ‘splendid, how was yours?’ she asked, ‘it was beautiful’ he said looking and smiling at me. ‘Ok dear, let me be on my way, I’ll call you when I get home, be a good girl’ he said and kissed me full on my lips, I was sure he would have deepen the kiss if not for Amanda’s presence, ‘be a good boy too, drive safely and don’t forget to call me when you get home’ I retorted, ‘yes madam’ he said, bowed and walked out of the apartment and I felt this sharp pain as if something very important was walking out of my life! How did I get here? I don’t love, I can’t start now. Who are you kidding? My subconscious asked me. I repressed the thought to the back of my heart and asked my friend instead ‘when did you get back and who else is here?’ ‘I’ve been back since two hours ago, around 5pm sha, Bimpe came in around 5:30pm she cooked and went to bed, said no one should wake her, if you ask me, I’ll say she looked well fucked!’ Amanda suggested.  I checked the wall clock, it was 7:30pm and suddenly I was very tired too, ‘Na you sabi, u self look over fucked’ I said yawning, covering my mouth with the back of my hand. ‘I’m also going to bed but if by 9pm Koyin is not back, please wake me up, abeg help me carry these loads to my room.’ My handbag was on my shoulder and I lifted two boxes, Amanda did the same, we took it to my room, ‘thanks love’ I said, ‘anytime’ she replied and left my room.
  
         I undressed and went to shower, I came out of the bathroom, dried myself and I was very thirsty, I put on my nightgown and headed for the kitchen, I drank a glass cup of water, as I was about to leave the kitchen, headlights reflected into the kitchen and I drew the window shade back to peep, it was Koyin being dropped by Opeyemi. I went into the living room and sat down, three minutes later, she entered carrying a box and Ope was behind her carrying another box, ‘hey girl, welcome home, and you sure took your time. How was your weekend?’ I asked teasing her, I could see she was shy about it but she said ‘fine, I’m ok’. ‘Ope, how are you too, hope you are good?’ I asked. ‘I am more than fine, we had a fun-filled weekend, I almost wished the weekend not to end, thanks for hooking us up’ he replied. ‘No probs, I’m glad you guys had a nice time, I’m very tired, I’m heading to love my bed, you are the last to come in Koyin so you can lock the door, Opeyemi, goodnight’I said stifling a yawn and went into my room. Tomorrow going to be very interesting, I can’t wait for the girls to recount their experience to me and I’m sure you can’t wait to hear it too or can you?  [To be continued]

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          Idid as he suggested, I relaxed as he massaged my clitoris. He stood up from the stool and knelt down beside me, he played with my nipples with his left hand while his right hand worked on my clitoris, I moaned ‘issh, arsshe, oowwhsh’ I spread wider, I raised my left leg over the bathtub, my left hand held the tub while my right hand held on to his shoulder, he slipped a finger in my pussy, going in and out, then slipped in two fingers. I screamed as he hit my sweet spot, all the while, his thumb didn’t leave my clitoris, I kept on screaming while he worked on me, then I felt it coming, I raised my hips to meet his fingers ‘mmhmmm, mmhmmm, arrshhh’, I moaned as I came, he removed his hands from my vagina and breast and came to kiss me, he kissed me till I stopped shaking. I felt boneless, I felt like sleeping, I didn’t bother to open my eyes while he continued with the bathing, I felt his hands coming behind my back and ankle, I draped my hands on his shoulders as he carried me to the bed. He dropped me on the bed and dried me with a towel. ‘Stay here babe, let me shower, I’ll be right back’, he said while he kissed my forehead. He went to the bathroom and before he came back, I had recovered from the mind-blowing climax. I am a strong believer of “do me I do you” policy so I had plans for Opeyemi when he came out of the bathroom. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist. I moved closer to him as he walked towards me, he was going to kiss me but I moved away before he could kiss me, I dropped to my knees in front of him and took away his towel, his manhood sprang free, ‘I don’t intend to be a kiss and tell but girls, eru niyo, his dick is beautiful; not too big, thick and very smooth, the kind that makes your mouth water!’ I confirmed to my friends. I held it and… ‘Wait!’ Bimpe said ‘I no fit hold this piss again, I need to go to the bathroom’…

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