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NASTY DISTRACTION
NASTY DISTRACTION Few days Ago I felt a little dizzy as I stepped out of the elevator and headed for my office. I took the stairs because escalators and elevators usually gave me some kind of woozy feeling but on this day, I was too tired to walk. A quick glance at my wristwatch showed the time was 8:45am. I was 45 minutes late. Late to work for the first time in 6 months since I had been transferred to co-manage this branch of the company. I had had a hell of a night, I felt a bit light headed from all activities of last night. *sigh* Today’s tasks were arduous. The Board meeting was for 10am and I needed to run through one or two documents so I wouldn’t sound like a total dummy while addressing the rest of the board. I quickly got my keys out of my bag and opened my office door. I heard a familiar door open down the hall. “Oh great” I thought to myself and panicked that my keys fell to the floor while walking hastily to my office. “Good morning” it was Yemi Johnson, manager, logistics and supplies. Awkwaaaaaaaaaard! ‘I need more sleep! I need more sleep….’ I had been repeating this statement to myself for the past 10 minutes, sitting down in the car at the car park. Should I go back home and call in sick?? No! I can’t do that, there is a very important meeting this morning by 10am. I would have skipped this meeting if I wasn’t the one in charge of the delivery project. I grudgingly got out of my car, walked to the office. I checked my time and it was 7:45. 15 minutes to resumption, so much to be done before the 10am meeting. 1. I need to read the mail that came in last night before the unexpected event that happened. At the thought of last night, the pain in my groin resurfaced. WOW is an understatement for last night. She blew my mind. I would never have suspected she was that insane. Anyway, back to the insane task of the day. 2. I need to print the documents for my boss to go through before the clients get here. 3. I need to write out other ideas that might inspire the clients in case they didn't like what we had prepared initially for them, a plan B. I tried to breathe as I walked to my office. As I walked past Sandra’s office, flashes of her awesome body clouded my mind. How she put her tongue into my ears, how she sucked my nipples, how her soft hand became fierce as she stroked my dick, the flashing image of how her naked ass rubbed carelessly against my inner thighs, not forgetting the wet kisses. Shit!!!! Sandra had just been transferred to my office. She always wore the scantiest piece of clothing in her wardrobe like she was on a mission to inflict every guy in the office with hard-on. Armed with an ample bosom, the way she walked always made my heart skip because the boobies couldn’t help but bounce on her chest. She was exceptionally good at her job though, as her presentations proved. As a reckless office flirt, I have tried to flirt with her at some point, she didn’t welcome it & to avoid being slapped with a sexual harassment case, I turned my affections to some other girl. Recently, she started flirting with me, writing dirty lines in stick it notes for me to see. I caught on & flirted right back. It began to get serious as the sexual tension between us was on an all time high. I got into my office and started doing the prep work for this morning’s meeting. When I was done & on my way to show my boss the activity plan for the project, Sandra was by the door of her office. I scanned that body, from her perfect legs to those awesome thighs, those perky funbags and to that face that served erotica last night. I hastened my step as I said good morning to her. ___ The awkward moment with Yemi this morning didn’t stop wild thoughts running round my head while seated at the meeting. I watched him as he walked towards the projector to begin his presentation. He was every bit of a hunk. His fitted purple shirt gave him that urban look that almost made me go crazy with lustful desire from the day I first saw him. I adjusted my reading glasses, picked up a brochure to run my eyes through as he spoke. “Technically, after a critical survey and comparison of figures based mainly on demographics, it is safe to say we are ready to send these products down south”. Down south?? DOWN SOUTH? His or my south side? My mind wandered dirty and I moved a bit in my seat reminiscing on what his length had felt like inside my pussy. The thrusts! Who would know this same Yemi speaking so nicely has a gigantic magic stick. Jeeeeeezzzz!!! I got turned on just by thinking about them. The way he ran his hands all over my body, making my desire intensify as he fondled the necessary spots, how he had pulled my hair and choked me mildly when I asked him to get a little rough. How he fucked my mouth!!!!! I reclined my seat and relaxed a bit then noticed how hard my nipples shot out against my lacy bra due to all that reminiscing. I could care less and continue. . . . I recalled how he had stroked his dick before he proceeded to penetrate my pussy last night, the thought of it all made me woozy down south. I went on replaying details of the sex we had through the meeting. After we closed, I put necessary documents together and returned to my office. That was where it had begun last night as we worked late to get ready for today’s presentation. Just Today I was spinning around the table from side to side in my swivel chair as I briefed him on my aspects for the presentation due the next day. No doubt I had wanted him for a while now. Yemi was the office cool guy, he laughed with everyone, helped people out when he was called to help. He would flirt around the office with almost every lady but mine always seem kind of special. He would maintain a gaze, staring at my boobs while talking to me. The tension between us was getting stronger by the day. At first, when I met him, I thought he was a proud sucker until we got talking. We would laugh about silly things but I could read intentions in his eyes. However this evening, he wasn’t playing around as the whole office was almost deserted. Recently, we began to exchange sticky note messages, I would scribble into a sticky note and take it to his office, he would read and destroy it after reading. I wrote one earlier today, telling him I wasn’t wearing any panties. He looked up at me with the craziest look. I walked away and I could feel his eyes on my ass trying to ascertain if the information was true or false. I walked away in the most seductive way I knew, this was a few hours ago. Yemi was behaving as if he had forgotten about that sticky note. I rolled the end of my pen in my mouth as he took me through needed details for about 10 minutes then moved over to sit on the opposite side of the office desk. 5 minutes later I had lost track of everything he must have been saying because I was lost in a dreamy situation and wondered if he couldn’t see all the signals. The last person in the office just left, leaving the both of us all alone. I moved my legs open and close slowly at intervals as he spoke, then tapped him gently on his shoulders and said “Yemi, we are alone”. “I know” he replied and stood up. Yemi went to the main door, locked it, switched off the lights, came back into his office, and switched off the light as well. I just remained in my seat, anticipating what Yemi wanted to do. He came back and locked the door behind him. Yemi stood in front of me, opposite of the table. I was getting wet already, anticipating his touch, he grabbed my hand, it was dark but tiny glimmers of moonlight slipped into the room through the slightly opened blinds. I could see his bulging erection; the size of his dick still tucked into his trouser scared me. Shit! It looked big and yet it isn’t out completely. I obeyed like a kid. He held my hand and pulled, I stood up and walked over to where he was. I was the same height as him thanks to the glorious heels I wore. He pulled me closer into him and planted a kiss on my lips. I responded with an equal vigor. His tongues began probing my mouth, his kisses were everything I hoped they would be, they were soft, exciting and warm. His hands found their way to my back and held me closer, pressing his body into mine, my nipples got harder. Not long, his hands found its way to my bum, squeezing them as he kissed more intensely, he pulled my skin tight red gown up to my belly, giving him the free hand to handle my bum however he wanted. He continued massaging the soft mound of my bum and my legs twitched as his soft hands found the entrance of my pussy. He could feel the wetness in my orifice. He stopped kissing me, he unzipped my gown from the back, I took off the gown like it was on fire, pulling his trousers to myself, I proceeded to strip him, in between me trying to get off his trouser,He pulled me back to himself, kissed me again like he couldn’t get enough of my lips, I responded like my life depended on it. He turned me around, my back against him, I was standing there with nothing but my bra, with my boobs almost pouring out of my lacy bra, my nipple almost hard as stone. He grabbed my boobs from the back, I pushed my ass back to him, arching my back towards him, so my ass would rub carelessly against his shaft. Yemi began kissing my neck as his hands smooched my boobs, He dug his hands into my lacy bras and brought out my boobs, his hands grabbed a nipple each and began rubbing and twisting them between his fingers. I was whispering gibberish, Yemi used his tongue to tickle my earlobes, sending in waves and waves of pleasure. He added his tongue to the mix, tinkling my earlobes with the tip of his tongue. I was uttering gibberish; Yemi was sending me out of this world with his skills. He paused, took off my bra and asked me to lay on the table. I managed to free the titan from its dungeon. Yemi’s dick is massive, I began to wonder how it would fit into my pussy, I seriously wanted to be shagged by Yemi. He laid me on the table, he spread my legs far apart and took his face into my orifice. Yemi sucked me like no other man had ever done before, It was as if he had more than one tongue, he tongue-fucked me that I began to scream. I held his face between my inner thighs, twisting and rolling my waist against his face.I began to twist my own nipples myself, rubbing my boobs against each other. I brought my neck forward to catch a glimpse of what Yemi was doing there on my pussy. Yemi kept on pleasuring me. I stopped the flow this time around. I brought my neck over the edge of the table so he can suck me while his dick hangs before my face. At the sight of his monstrous dick, I was squirming, Yemi went back to sucking my pussy, he was bent on making a point with me. He resumed sucking, he focused more on my clitoris this time around, teasing it. I began to moan, and in no time, I began to kiss the tip of Yemi’s dick. From kissing, I began to suck the tip. It felt easier and better than I thought. The treatment Yemi’s tongue was giving my pussy was way out of this world. I didn’t know when I started sucking Yemi’s dick, I rolled my tongue all over the tip of his dick, licked the shaft and tried to deep-throat him but his dick was too big. Yemi began to gently ease his dick into my mouth little by little. Using his giant monstrosity to fuck my mouth meanwhile his tongue continued to work wonders on my pussy, I removed his dick from my mouth, spat on it and began to stroke it, Yemi began to make weird sound. Yemi would press my boobs as his tongue continued to deliver pleasure to my being, squashing my boobs harder against my chest. He stopped and repositioned me, this time around my waist was at the end of the table. I held my own legs apart as Yemi’s dick found its way into my pussy on the table. It was tight at first but Yemi was a gentleman, he knew how to maneuver his dick so it wasn’t painful for me. In no time, I was enjoying Yemi’s big dick, he began to increase his pace inside my pussy, my pussy enlarged to allow him, I muttered curses mildly in whispers as his dick sent me into another world, a world filled with pleasure, his strokes became faster and faster. He filled me to the brim, Yemi stopped, removed his dick completely and held it in front of my pussy, rubbed his pre-cum over the top of my vagina and began to rub endlessly against it. Shit!!!! was all I could scream, Yemi was on a plan to kill me with pleasure. He took his dick back in and I could fill the tip of his dick way down my pussy. He continued fucking me faster and faster as we both continued to moan, his orgasm was explosive, he removed his dick and shot his load over my belly button. At this time, I was having my third orgasm. Yemi blew my mind. We got dressed up and as I was about to move, I felt an uneasy pain from my vagina, Yemi’s dick had bruised my pussy but I didn’t mind the pain, the pleasure was worth the while. Now, do you understand why I couldn’t think straight while Yemi was doing his presentation at the meeting?
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
SUDDENLY
SUDDENLY He smiled. She watched him from the 2nd floor as he smiled at something his friend said. Then he laughed… The kind of laughter that made him throw back his head in mindless mirth. She loved the way he laughed. Watching him from a hidden corner of her hotel room window, she mused about her feelings for him. They had been childhood friends. They’d attended the same Primary and secondary school but lost contact after that. She attended Ife while he traveled out of the country for his degree. A few of their secondary school friends like Sophie and Broba kept in touch with him and naturally, when Broba wanted to get married, he was invited. Now, lodged in the hotel that Broba had booked for her wedding guests, Rita watched him with a passion that had morphed from a childhood crush to fiery lust. The years had changed him drastically. He used to be wiry, energetic little boy. Now he was all 6feet 2 of manly hotness with a body that promised sweaty passion-filled moments. Suddenly he looked up and stared at her window; as if aware that he was being watched. She stepped back swiftly, making sure not to disturb the curtains lest he saw her in all her voyeuristic splendor. With a wistful sigh, she stepped away from the window and walked into her bathroom to run a warm bath. She striped off her dress, bra and panties and tossed them on the floor carelessly before sinking into the warmth of the water. Soaking in soapy bubbles, Rita leaned back with a contented sigh. The last few days had been hectic. There had been Broba’s traditional wedding followed by a bachelorette the next day and of course the White wedding and reception. It had been 5 days of endless activities; music, food and of course alcohol. She had met up with old friends from secondary school, did loads of catch-ups and exchanged numbers with endless people. All she wanted to do now was close her eyes for a bit, day-dream and SLEEP. Mercifully, the water was so soothing that she fell sleep almost immediately. A knock jolted her awake. It came in an usual rap-rap-rap form. Rita sat up in the now tepid water, trying to listen for the knock again to ensure it was at her door. The knock came almost immediately; this time the rapping was a tad frantic. She tied a towel around her naked body and headed for the entrance door with a puzzled frown. She wondered who it was because she didn’t remember inviting anyone. To be sure it wasn’t a drunk guest from the reception, she peeked through the peephole and drew back in shock. He was at her door, looking confident, cool and impatient. Rita’s heart beat faster. She was confused. She wondered what he wanted. In all her years of knowing him, he had barely acknowledged her. Sure, they’d exchanged the occasional polite greetings but they’d never had a conversation in the 5 days they’d been lodged at this hotel. His third knock was louder and startled her like a rabbit. She took a deep breath and opened the door. He stood at the door and stared into her eyes with a mesmerizing force that made her take two steps back. Her breathing stopped momentarily. She’s afraid to make a sound; afraid to break the gaze… afraid of what he’d come to say. He didn’t smile but his hands reached for her, pulling her close till their lips almost brushed. With one swift kick from him, the door slams shut and she jumps at the unexpected. She was suddenly so flighty and cold as a shiver coursed through her. What did he want and why was he looking at her this way? As if to calm her, his lips cover hers, seeking out her tongue and tasting the sweetness of her mouth. A soft kiss which rapidly flared into crushing need. Strangely, she didn’t want the kiss to end. It was all she’d hoped his kiss would be; sweet, tender & incredibly erotic. He pushed her towards the bed, yanking away the towel and glancing at her naked body briefly before his eyes returned to her face. Not breaking his gaze, he began to undress, tossing his jeans, shirt and undershirt on the floor. She looked down at his boxers, her eyes clouded with need. his bulge seemed huge and she yearned to reach out and touch it… feel its weight in her palm. He anticipated her need and slowly pulled his boxers down. His dick was humongous! The sight of it in all its throbbing glory made her madly wet. With him, Rita realized that she didn't need fore-play. Her pussy was a willing waterfall. A condom appeared from nowhere and he slipped it on. Her breathing became shallow as excitement made her giddy with need. He spread her thighs apart and kneeled between them… glancing down briefly to gaze at her pussy. The sight before him was obviously pleasing because his eyes darkened. Her cunt was wet and glistening and her tiny little clit pulsated furiously. His breath quickened and his hand shook slightly as he slowly slid his dick into her; pushing into her inch by inch… his size making her clench and winch is a delicious combo of pleasure and pain. a moan escaped her as his full length disappeared into her. He paused and stared into her eyes, not moving… giving her pussy a chance to get accustomed to his size. she arched her back, lifting her butt slightly and taking him deeper. His groan at her movement was involuntary. He began to thrust slowly, stroking her pussy in and out, till her cunt juice made his dick glisten. He leaned forward and fastened his lips over one of her engorged nipples, sucking and teasing it as his thrusts increased in tempo and precision. She spread her legs wider and grabbed his arm for support, urging him on with the movement of her hips. God! She loved the way he fucked her. He stopped thrusting and she moaned in protest. Placing her legs on his shoulders, he entered her again, this time roughly. She moaned aloud, clenched her pussy muscles and entrapped his dick in a vice-like grip. His grunt told her that he liked her pussy grip. “I’m gonna give it to you hard… just let me know if I’m hurting you…” Her response was another firm grip as his dick, then the pounding began. He fucked her so fast that she felt his dick hit her uterus and made her scream out loud. Her grip shifted from his arms to his firm masculine butt, pushing him deep into her till his pelvis grazed her clit-knob. He tried to quell her screams with a kiss, but couldn’t. He thrust into her with a force she found humanly impossible and felt her climax zoom close. She began to buck under him, lifting her butt to meet his thrust as they came pounding down on her. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled out of her, breathing hard. The condom had burst. he looked down as his frantically throbbing dick and removed the torn piece of protection. Rita was disappointed at the interruption. “Shit! The condom broke. No wonder it was so damned sweet. I almost came inside you…” The sight of his glistening, throbbing dick was too much for her to bear. “Don’t you have another condom?” she asked him desperately. “No. I only came up here with one.” He sounded disappointed. Rita panicked. He’s going to leave me high and dry… he’s not going to fuck me without a condom. Oh, my, God! “You know what? Fuck it men!” With those words, he entered her unexpectedly. The feel of his raw dick inside her pussy was inexplicable. The sensation drove them mad. he fucked her hard and fast, groaning as he felt her pussy walls engulf his dick over and over with every thrust. She began to shake and he knew she was going to cum. “Oh Rita… I don’t wanna stop fucking you… damn!” “Fuck me… fuck me harder baby… fill me up with cum…” Her breathless words drove him nuts and his thrusts became so furious that she screamed out as her orgasm burst forth. “Chuxx, oh baby… I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum…. I’m gonna fucking cum!” He pushed in deep and shot cum into her; filling her with his warm, creamy goo. They climaxed together; his groans mixing with her moans. He lay on top of her, panting and almost knocking the wind out of her with his weight. she could barely protest because her pussy was still tingling with release. They lay there together, trying to catch their breath. After a few minutes, he lifted himself up on his forearms and kissed her passionately. She ran her fingers across his back playfully as she submitted to his kiss. “The last 5 days have been hell. I tried hard to stay away but today, I couldn’t.” he said. She was surprised. She had no idea he even thought of her. He always acted so aloof and indifferent whenever they were in close proximity. “I’ve fucked you a million times in my thoughts and it was always an experience; but nothing beats fucking you for real. Its mind-boggling and I wanna fuck you every second… every chance I get.” His words are like an aphrodisiac. She felt a need bubbling down below as a sudden heat engulfed her pussy. She suddenly wanted his dick to pummel her pussy again. Her nipples tightened to buds. Her inner nympho was out to play and she hoped he would be her willing playmate. He noticed her eyes darken with passion. He reached down and touched her pussy. “Fuck, you’re wet…. so deliciously wet.” he said in a hoarse voice. Pulling her ass towards his dick, spoon position, he pushed open her thigh open and rubbed his dick on the lips of her moist pussy. Her eyes widened at how fast it had stiffened. “I’m gonna pump you full with cum Rita. I’m gonna fuck you a million times till I get you out of my head.” “And if you don’t get me out of your head?” she asked him…. her heart pounding. “Then I guess I’m gonna be stuck with you for life…” he said and thrust into her. She smiled…………
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
Teacher Punishes Me For Not Doing My Homework
Disclaimer: All characters are 18+ and consenting. My innocent little pussy was quivering with delight when Teacher brought her sensuous lips up close and blowed on it gently. I had screwed up my homework and was now paying the sweetest price for it.
By Lola Sense3 years ago in Filthy
The Glorious Night
The Glorious Night Finally, it was all over! The long awaited day that I and Jumoke, my newly wedded wife had been looking forward to. The days before the wedding had been extremely hectic. We’d made plans and arrangements all month long. We fasted and prayed and went to various counseling classes at the church. We had been prepared for the wedding day months before it came.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
SATISFACTION
SATISFACTION “Come here”, she said. Looking at her in all her glory on the bed through his already alcohol-befuddled mind and eyes, he might as well have been seeing an angel inviting him to come on to Heaven. He allowed himself to drink in the sights as he continued watching her beckon him to come join her. Chris looks around the room to further acclimatize himself with his environment. He sees a music player atop the table on the far side of the room. Not knowing what was in the CD tray, he just pushes the play button. If it had been a fast tempo song, he would sure as hell have abandoned the idea of music; but they were in luck. It seems the last person that used the music player liked soft music. The music wafting through the air and filling the room from the speakers was the kind one put on a playlist named “easy listening.” The music was working wonders as even the formally impatient TY was moving her body oh so slowly to the rhythm of the song. The air in the room smelled like an exquisite bouquet of flowers – wisterias and gardenias would be his guess. He made a mental note to either tip the housekeeping lady himself on his way out or tell TY to do so. TY kept moving her body sensually in the middle of the bed, putting up a show for Chris’ amusement. With her perfect and somewhat drunken smile never leaving her face, she continued with her art of seduction. Slowly moving her waist to the rhythm of the music, rubbing her nipples until they stood erect, opening her legs momentarily to allow him a better view of what she hoped he’d be quick to get into, laying on the bed and flailing her long perfect legs, and then turning over and giving him a knowing smile. Chris returns the smile as he makes his way to the middle of the bed. The song on the player changes. It must have been a lovemaking CD mix. This song was even more sensual than the previous one, if that was even possible. Getting to where she was, he flipped her so she’d be lying on her back and then he starts to kiss her. She returns his kisses. They continued to kiss until they were both out of breath. He started to kiss his way down her body. He starts from the neck and from the way she was moving, he reckoned he was doing good. He then moved from her neck to her chest area, kissed her collarbone, in-between her breasts, and then he started to pay homage to her breasts. She’s getting even more aroused by the nipple play. He sucked, nibbled, and played with her breasts for a while longer, and then he went lower. Chris really got into the routine and got with the program as he continued planting kisses all the way down until he got to her waistline. He hesitates to move further down. He moved back up to her belly button and boy did he lick that belly button. After a few seconds, he continued his downward journey. First, he licked her inner thighs then he ran his tongue over her honeypot but he left both lips unturned. She moaned. He continued teasing her, and then unexpectedly, he inserted his thumb into her. She gasped. He felt her wetness. She already wanted him inside her, but he seemed intent on teasing her for as long as he could. He then removed his thumb and replaced it with his tongue. He really did like dining on Southern Cuisine, if anything. He ran his tongue through her parted lips, she moaned. He used his tongue to find her clitoris, she bucked wildly. He inserted his index finger into her and he could feel her even more moist than before. Another song comes on, this one was even slower and the singer was crooning something about making love to his woman in the middle of the night. He rolled his tongue and enclosed her clitoris. She screamed his name. Unfazed, he put in one more finger. Her bucking and wild movements became even wilder. She tells him to take her, at the same time still holding his head firmly in place, on top of her mound. He continued as if he did not hear her. He fingered, sucked and licked as much as he could. She moans again, this time begging him to take her. When he felt he had her where he wanted her, he finally acquiesced to her request. Grabbing two pillows, he placed these on the bed and he carried her and he laid her on them, face down, ass up. He pulled down his briefs, then reached into the back pocket of his pants feeling for his wallet. Finding the wallet, he scrabbled inside it for a little bit then feeling relieved when he found the telltale aluminum foil packaging. Tearing up a sachet of his trusty ultra-thin Durex, he rolled it down over his sex and then widened her legs before proceeding to slot it home. She was so wet, he slipped in so easily. He pulled out and then put it back in again with a powerful drive. She gasped. He could feel her raising her beautiful derrière to meet his descendent motion. She moaned. After a couple of strokes, he decided to switch up the position. He lifted her to a kneeling position with her hands flat on the bed, and he knelt right behind her, then he inserted his sex into her again and started rocking once again. This time, she returned every stroke with her own movement that was nearly as powerful as his own. He continued his forward drive, and then he started to feel her vibrations. She holds onto the sheets with as much gusto as she could manage and started moving her rump even faster and harder and then he heard her scream so loud, he suspected the people in the next suite must have heard. He groaned loudly as he shot his load into the rubber and then he withdrew. She laid there with her mouth open trying to catch her breath. He smiled at her and proceeded to remove the rubber, before he was done removing it, she pulled what was left of it, tied it, and then proceeded to enclose his hardness in her mouth. It felt as if she removed her teeth. She looked at him and smiled. She must be enjoying this, he thought; enjoying the fact that was teasing him. She cupped his balls and then engulfed them in her warm mouth. The warmth of her mouth was something else. She removed her mouth from his balls and then enclosed his hardness in her mouth once more. She boogied down real good. Then, he felt his balls contract and he let out a grunt and he came again. This time into her mouth and she swallowed. She licked every drop she could find. When she was done, she gave him a perfunctory kiss on his forehead and then he pulled her to his side and they laid side-by-side with her beautiful fanny nestling in his crotch area. “You know, I just did again what got me into this mess in the first place.” Chris said. “Well, presently you’re single. So it isn’t cheating.” TY replied. “I know. I still feel guilty.” “You don’t have to be.” TY had barely finished talking when they heard a knock on the suite door and the high-pitched giggles of TY’s friends. “Thank God I didn’t let them take the key.” “Smart move.” Chris said. “Oya just put on your clothes and go to the outer room and sleep on the couch. Secrets are kept better when there are fewer people that know about it.” TY said. The alcohol wearing off for an instant. Chris did as he was bade and after TY was satisfied with his form on the couch, she opened the door. Audrey, Simi and Funmi came piling in giggling and they all smelled of smoke and alcohol. “Why are you people home early?” TY asked. “Daniel was a no show.” Funmi replied. “Oh? Why?” “Something about a burst tyre.” “Really? That was his excuse?” “Yes. He sounded really frantic on the phone. I think he was in a bad place.” “Eeyah” “And if Daniel isn’t coming, there’s no reason staying out. You know he knows every bouncer and club manager.” “That’s true. Ehn no wahala. There’s still tomorrow.” TY said. “Abi o” Funmi said, giggling again obviously stoned. Coming out of the room and standing by the doorway, Audrey asked “why does the room smell like sex?” and they all collapsed in fits of giggles.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
Unveiling the Enigmatic Shadows: Exploring the Dark Side of Romantic Movies. Content Warning.
Introduction: Romantic movies have long held a cherished place in our hearts, captivating us with their fairy-tale narratives, enchanting characters, and heartwarming endings. However, beneath the surface of these seemingly idyllic tales lies a realm cloaked in shadows. In this article, we venture into the uncharted territories of romantic films, unmasking the concealed facets that often go unnoticed. Prepare to delve into the enigmatic realm of the dark side of romantic movies, where tumultuous relationships, unrealistic expectations, and skewed perceptions of love take center stage.
By Zakria Mirza3 years ago in Filthy
Enchanted Hearts
Once upon a time in the quaint village of Serendipity Springs, nestled deep in the heart of a lush forest, there lived a young woman named Isabella. Isabella had always believed in the enchanting power of love, despite never having experienced it herself. With an unwavering belief in destiny and the magic of true connection, she longed for her own love story to unfold.
By Golden Notes3 years ago in Filthy
