fact or fiction
Learn the truth about common myths. Are they fact or fiction? In-depth explanations of the questions everyone asks and few know the answer to.
APHRODISIAC 3
Aphrodisiac 3 Stage three would see me lay my bare pussy into his hands…but what then? He might assume that being blind drunk, I had no idea what I was doing. He would remove his hands and stare out of the window until we reached home. I was banking on the other option, where no man can resist a moist hole. He will take a leap of faith, and I will take another load of cum. Ray pulled again at the hem of my dress, and I felt it give. At that moment, the car turned off the main road and onto the dark gravel street; there was a lurch as the front wheels found the first of many potholes, and I let my backside drop heavily onto his hands. His palms gripped my ass cheeks, and his fingers pressed into the soft wet flesh of my pussy. “You know what…” I slurred…”It’s good how it is.” And I settled back against his body, holding his arms in place. The next few moments seemed to hang in the air for an eternity. Ray neither pulled away nor delved in deep. Unsure of what to do, he just sat motionless. I dared not move in case he took it as a protest against his invasion of my privates. Still, I was desperate. Softly, I rested my head back against his shoulder and let a quiet moan escape from the back of my throat. For a moment, there was nothing; then, his fingers twitched slightly. Tentatively he began to edge the fingers of one hand deeper into my folds. I opened my legs invitingly and felt the first finger slip inside to the knuckle. He withdrew his other hand and slid it back, over my ass, and up until it slipped inside my dress and cupped my breast. He continued to finger fuck me as I moaned in his ear and urged him to make me cum. My juices flowed with renewed vigor until I could feel them wetting his hand and running down my thighs. Beneath me, I could feel his cock straining for release, and slipping my hand between us, I freed it from its constraints. It felt shorter than Basil’s as I slid my hand from tip to sack. But as I lifted myself from his lap and positioned myself above him, his prick penetrated my hole, spreading the wet folds until it seemed they would stretch no further. Still, I lowered my eager pussy onto his cock, exhaling sharply as the thick shaft relentlessly forced its way inside. Unlike the relatively smooth ride that I had enjoyed whilst fucking Basil, the gravel track was a rollercoaster by comparison. Jolted and Jarred, I found myself bouncing around on Ray’s cock as it repeatedly fell from my gaping hole before plunging back inside. My pussy was on fire and burned with a feverish intensity, anticipating each thrust that drove into my molten hole. Energetic spasms tore through my body until it felt like the swollen head of his rampant prick was slamming right through me, attempting to drive its way into my stomach. Suddenly the car lurched more violently than before. For a moment, I found myself up in the air before dropping back down onto the thick shaft that was impaling me over and over, this time sinking it so deep into my pussy that I groaned uncontrollably. “Are you Ok in the back there?” Jones asked. “Yes.” I replied quickly, grinding my pussy over the cock inside and feeling the upsurge of my impending orgasm, not so much welling inside as erupting, as pent-up pleasures of the past hour came flooding through me, in wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. “Oh fuck yes!” We were nearing the end of the gravel, just several hundred yards from the guy’s house. Ahead, street lamps shone like beacons, marking the main road. Between here and there, I seemed to remember the road becoming exceptionally rough, and within seconds I knew I was right. Violently, the car reared and heaved – throwing everyone inside about like rag dolls. Beside me, Lanre and Basil groaned as their heads collided, and they came awake with a painful start. Bella bounced in her seat, and I heard her mumble something about a rough ride. She had no idea. In the back seat, with her husband’s cock filling my hole to bursting, I was having the roughest ride of my life – and loving it. Orgasm after orgasm racked my body until every nerve quivered with surge after surge of electrical energy rushing through them. In the darkness, I could hear Basil mumbling to Lanre. I was certain they would hear my breathing, but at this point, I couldn’t care less. Deep inside my pussy, I could feel Ray’s cock swelling well beyond its limits, and as the lurching motion drove his shaft relentlessly into the soaking hole between my legs, his hands tore inside my dress and groped my breasts, kneading the flesh roughly. I reached down and gripped his knees with my hands, grinding harder onto his pulsating shaft. A moment later, I felt his engorged head explode inside me, the warm spurt of his cum filling my hole. HiAgain, I felt my climax nearing, and I threw back my head and thrust my ass cheeks down as hard as they would go until every inch of him pounded into me. “Oh fuck…” I groaned shamelessly as the flood of ecstasy swept through me. A minute later, we pulled off the gravel street onto the main road and into the parking lot of Basil and Lanre flat. As Jones switched off the ignition and swiveled to look into the back seat, I noticed that he wasn’t the only glance to turn in my direction. Four pairs of eyes were silently making what they could of the scene before them. Ray’s cock had already slipped from my now gaping hole, and I had quietly zipped it back into his trousers. But sitting there before them, barely able to control my heavy breathing, dress scattered, and face no doubt sweaty from the best fucking of my life…what could I say? “So…how about that drink?” I smiled The End
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THE NAUGHTY DOCTOR
The Naughty Doctor Doctor Paul Ndoko,a PhD holder in Classics heaves a contented soft sigh as oily soft palms run slowly across her back and over the nape of her neck. Another pair of soft, oily palms worked the back of her knees and gradually climbed up her naked ass cheeks. She heaved a more content sigh. Both pairs of hands were tickling her, they put her nerves in a commotion and she wanted to roll around the table and giggle or moan her heart out but she held herself still and enjoyed every sweet sensation that coursed through her body. She could feel the guy doing the upper part of her body around the head of the table right above her head. He massaged her from the neck down to her pelvis, to and fro so slowly that she wet herself immediately. She prayed in her mind that wetness was not obvious to the massage boys and even if it did, she hoped she did not make too much mess on the massage table with her woman juice. The hoe tag is one she had tried to avoid all her life and she had been chaste for long, especially after her divorce. She did not want a situation where she leaves the massage parlour and becomes a hot topic for the massage boys. What would they say? “That woman is a slut, did you see how she was moaning all through the massage?” or “See how that bitch was cumming all over the massage table over a few touches”. Just thinking of the words that may come out after she departs the building puts some fear in her. This is what happens when you listen to your younger sister that you always advise. Dr Ndoko once had a happy marriage that was marred by extramarital affairs. She always wondered what it was that her husband wanted that she did not offer him. Her time and body were always there for him to use to satisfaction. She would have thought she was ugly but, when she steps out of her car, men and boys ogle at her luscious boobs and they bop their heads to the rhythm of her well-shaped ass. Egen, her female colleagues in the department and the faculty complement her angelic face and sweet tiny voice. She was not a slouch in the bedroom either, she initiated sex frequently, and on more occasions, she still wanted more sex when her husband was already drained of cum. Still, he managed to find the time to cheat on her and she caught him countless times. The last straw that broke the camel’s back was when she caught him with some strange girl on their matrimonial bed. She cried her eyes out as she packed her things, not listening to his pleas. It hurt because it happened on their bed, a sacred place for her. It hurt even more because asked him for sex that morning and he denied her saying he was too tired and they would fuck at night. She was really horny that morning and needed some just to clear her head and put her in the right mood. She did not get it, she had a bad day at work and was rushing home to satisfy her anticipation of a good ol’ big cock in her pussy, only to see that dog of a husband that claimed to be tired of her piping another girl so hard she was sure the girl had shed real tears at some point in that intercourse because of the way her liners were messed up. Ndoko had enough already and filed for a divorce. She would rather remain alone or find another man that would value her than stay with him. She got another apartment and moved it. With her divorce papers signed by both parties, she was free and back on the market. She however was disappointed. Every man she came across wanted the same thing, to see her brassieres and beyond it, to know whether she had panties on or not. If she had them on, what colour of panties and how soon can they see the treasure chest behind it and mine it dry, mercilessly? Ndoko on the other part was just looking for commitment, someone to rebuild with. As someone whose body had only been explored by her husband, she felt conflicted about sharing her body with just anybody so she stayed celibate and alone with a hungry pussy that was only kept at bay by her home training. Akemi, her sister, provided her with some company every now and then. She troubled Ndoko more than she gave her company. She was the wild one, of them and publicized it. Ndoko always had to complain about the way she dressed and how she kept too many guys at her age. Lecture after lecture never changed Akemi, this, and the unsatisfied sexual urges of Ndoko just made Ndoko crankier. Akemi paid attention to her sister’s new-found aggression. During one of the Ndoko lectures, Akemi pointed out that her sister was holier than thou yet did not have a happy marriage and is now divorced, therefore, what is the point of asking her to leave her wildlife just to be an unhappy trophy wife that would be cheated on. Ndoko looked so hurt by her sister’s speeches but Akemi quickly saved the day by giving Ndoko a business card to some sort of exclusive spa/massage parlour. It was just a thick pink piece with D & D written on it. She wondered how a massage would sort her situation but she took the paper anyway. She checked it out online after Akemi left and found out that it exclusively meant guys worked on ladies and vice versa. There is no way she was getting naked in front of a muscular guy for a body massage. She dropped the card. Back to the massage parlour She remembered how her entire body shook when she had to get naked in a room with two muscular guys but she did it. Her blouse came off slowly, and so did her bra. The guys were looking at her all through and it felt like she was giving them a strip so she quickly removed her skirt and panties and got on the table that was why she was in this position now, doing her best not to moan with a soaked pussy, and a heart praying for the boys to not notice or her juice not soaking the massage table. She eventually let go of more than a sigh, it was an “oooh moan”. She was trying to not moan but at the same time, she would not have been able to moan if she wanted to because her windpipes seemed restricted. Did this guy just penetrate her with his dick? With what she was feeling inside of her body, this is a big dick but till it was fully sheathed in her pussy she had no idea she was getting penetrated. She knew when the guy rubbed her inner thighs and rubbed on her pussy lips. She was vibrating and sighing all through. His oily, soft fingers felt so good on her pussy lips that she could not even complain or ask for him to stop. Now his dick was inside her, her eyes were wide open and they stared into the cream tiles on the floor, her eyes began to flutter and close when he began to pull out of her. That dick for sure is no longer covered in just oil but also pussy juice. Slowly, her head was raised so she was facing forward and there was another big dick in her face. Open up Dr Ndoko, you have paid for these services and they are exclusive, no one will know. Like the words hypnotized her, she opened her mouth and he started feeding his cock into it. This is madness, sweet madness, the guy in her pussy had parted her legs a bit, and she was sure he was on the table with her fucking her ever softly making her soak the white spread on the table. The other guy held her head up and fucked into her throat softly, all she had to do was keep her mouth open, her jaw was messed up with saliva. Even though they continued to fuck her softly, their pace suddenly increased and it was a battle between the “bap-bah-bap” sounds from the dick hitting her pussy and the “guh-gah-guhh” sounds coming from her mouth. They both fired semen into her. She came really hard too and lay there only to be brought back to life by the ringing tone of her phone. When she opened her eyes, she was in her room. Disgust overflowed her, she picked up the call with spite in her mind. It was the H.O.D’s secretary on the line notifying Dr. Ndoko about a pending departmental meeting slated for the second day. She dropped the call immediately after the secretary finished talking. A nice moment had just been ruined for her. She quickly went to her standing mirror and undressed. Yes, she was right, her pussy was so wet, maybe she had cum from the dream.
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The Insatiable Man
The Insatiable Man The Principal walked up to her desk and grinned ear to ear. It was at this point Nonye couldn’t help but notice the tent in his pants, and she was reminded of his fat cock dangling in the breeze earlier, making her cringe. “Now, now, Miss Nonye, I mean no disrespect,” he said politely. He reached down and placed his hand on her neck and gently massaged it with his fat fingers. “But if you want me to stop using those names, I can.” Nonye didn’t really comprehend what he said because the tent in his trousers was only a few inches from touching her arm, while his fat belly pressed into her shoulder as she sat. His belly was sweaty and smelled horrible. She had to turn away from him. “Thanks,” she finally muttered as he continued to massage her neck and stare down at her tits. He finally let go and headed out the door. Nonye immediately got up and ran to the bathroom in tears. She remained in the bathroom for quite some time. She kept trying to reassure herself that this job was good for her, despite the foul man. Never had anyone ever treated her with such disrespect. She splashed some water on her face and wiped away her tears. “One year,” she reminded herself. “Actually, one school year, which is shorter than a year. Then I’ll be married and out of this hellhole.” ***** Since the school year just started, the Principal was out of his office most of the time attending to important matters. Since the school was severely understaffed and poorly managed, the Principal kept busy. To many of the staff’s surprise, the Principal was actually in a pleasant mood and wasn’t troublesome so far this school year. Most suspected his pleasantries were related to the fact that his secretary looked like a model. They were correct in their assumptions. The Principal was masturbating more than he ever had in his life, all with the mental images of Nonye. He had never looked more forward to waking up and facing the day in his entire lifetime. Since the Principal kept so busy, Nonye was able to get through most of the day without having to put up with the pig. At lunch, she went outside to eat her salads, and her hours weren’t very strenuous, so she was able to leave early on most occasions as long as she got her work done. And she found every excuse in the book to run “errands” around the school whenever the Principal got on her nerves. Of course, he did get on her nerves often. He always leered at her from his desk. He smelled like sweat all the time. He still called her sexist names even though she asked him not to. He often found excuses to touch her and rub her shoulders or neck. He made sexual remarks quite often. He also wore the same clothes all the time, and Nonye figured he didn’t always wash them. But Nonye just tried to block all that out and remind herself that it would be over soon enough. Things at home improved with Tobi, for the most part, but he still had a chip on his shoulder about the fact that she was working and making a lot more money than him. But he loved her with all his heart and knew that soon enough, he would be making the big bucks while spending lavishly on his amazing wife and showing off his success to his friends in the city. His dad was also proud of him for committing to the succession plan from the ground floor up. Since Nonye often left school early, she would spend her time fixing meals, cleaning the house or planning for the wedding. Tobi worked long, hard hours, but to be able to come home to that was rewarding. They didn’t have sex as often or as wild as they did when first getting engaged because he was usually too exhausted, and also, he became moody whenever thinking about how much more money his wife was making. But for the most part, things were going well and looking up, despite Nonye’s utter distaste for her boss. ***** “UUgggghhrrr… oh yeah Nonye, my darling,” the Principal said, standing at the window of his office and peering outside at his secretary sitting at a table eating lunch. He was rapidly stroking his cock with a pair of white cotton panties belonging to Nonye. He held her sports bra up to his face and inhaled the scent while licking the breast cups. Nonye had begun the routine of jogging on the school track after school, so she brought a gym bag to work every day containing a change of clothes. What irritated the Principal was that she would use the woman’s restroom by the teachers’ lounge to change in the afternoons instead of using his private bathroom. She simply felt uncomfortable getting naked in the Principal’s bathroom with him sitting several feet from the door. But what Nonye didn’t realize was that whenever she left the office for a stretch of time, her perverted boss rummaged through her gym bag. So there he was, using her underwear to fuel his jerkoff session while he spied on her from the window. The outdoor table she sat at was vertical to the window, so he had a side view of the sexy lady as she ate. This allowed him a profile view of her big, natural breasts heaving under her blouse. Her ass was so outstanding that even though she sat at the bench with perfect posture, the curve was more than evident. “C’mon baby, bend over for me,” groaned the Principal as he was close to shooting his load. As if she heard his command, she got up and bent over while cleaning up the table and putting her plate into her lunch bag. “Oh… yes, yes, ohhh.. give me that ass… your sweet, sexy ass… arrrghghh!” He finally shot his cum out all over the wall while milking his cock with Nonye’s workout panties. Once he was done, the Principal quickly stuffed the underwear back into her gym bag before moving into the bathroom to grab a handful of tissue paper to clean up. When Nonye got into the office, she was treated to the foul stench of her disgusting boss. She figured she would have gotten used to the pungent smell by now, but that wasn’t the case, even though it had been several weeks since she started the job. She heard the familiar belching sound of her boss from inside the bathroom. She cringed and reached into her purse to grab her earphones so that she could listen to music instead of the Principals bodily sounds that became so familiar after lunch. Nonye would look down and finish her paperwork for the rest of the day, doing everything in her power to ignore and avoid the Principal. Later that day, she excitedly got up and grabbed her purse and gym bag. It was time to leave for the day and head to the track so she could run off all the day’s angst built up from her shitty job. She headed into the teachers’ lounge bathroom and stripped off her outfit. As soon as she opened her gym bag, she was treated to a horrible smell that could only be Principal Pelumi’s. Her panties and sports bra were crumpled and stuffed into her bag, which was quite odd considering she had washed and folded them this morning before coming into work. She pulled out her panties and held them up, noticing some strange textures splattered on them. She put them up to her nose and nearly passed out from the sweaty, dirty smell. Throwing the panties into the waste basket, she hurriedly put her work outfit back on and ran to her car in tears. She couldn’t believe the Principal went into her gym bag and used her panties for god knows what. That night she sulked on the couch, crying from time to time. She hated Ojibotu and wanted to leave so badly. She couldn’t believe the nerve of her sleazy pig of a boss, who violated her by going through her private possessions. She figured just to report the Principal and quit her job. When Tobi got home, he tried to console her, but all effort was lost when he told his fiancé she shouldn’t have taken the job in the first place and that he was the one that’s going to support them. Tobi was a little smug about it, almost as if he was saying, “I told you so.” This lit a fire in Nonye. She couldn’t believe he would start this ego crap again. She was insulted. He thought she wasn’t capable of working and making more money than him. They got into another argument, and Tobi ended up sleeping on the couch. Nonye realized quitting her job would just prove him right, and besides, what the heck would she do with her time? As she fell asleep that night, she convinced herself she just needed to suck it up. The money was great, and it will only be for a year. She reasoned she shouldn’t have left her gym bag out anyways, so she decided she would use a locker from here on out. Even though earlier she was convinced she was going to report Principal Pelumi, she figured it was too much of a hassle. Besides, it was partially her fault for leaving the bag out, she thought. ***** Unfortunately for Nonye, things didn’t improve much at work or at home. She and Tobi were still not on great terms, and he had been sleeping on the couch due to his stubbornness to reconcile. The Principal was still getting under her skin and unnerving her with his crude behaviour. And lately, he had become more touchy-feely with her, even going so far as to pat her butt. It finally came to a boiling point several days later. Nonye had worn a blue v-neck top that showed off cleavage, held up by two thin straps. Principal Pelumi’s eyes were bulging out of his head for most of the day as he eyed so much of her chest and shoulders on display. Those big breasts jiggled in her thin bra every time she moved. The Principal had his hand down his trousers for most of the day, rubbing his cock. Unfortunately, he hadn’t had time to masturbate, so he was on edge. Nonye, for the most part, kept her earphones on and ignored him as she did busy work. Late in the afternoon, he could control himself no longer, so he got up and shuffled over to Nonye and stood behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked down her top at her amazing cleavage. Her body immediately stiffened to his touch, and she felt his gut push into the back of her head. “My, my, my, you look so delicious,” he groaned. “Have I told you how great of a job you are doing? I’m so proud of you sweetheart. I’m giving out a big first-quarter bonus next month to my best employee, and I want to let you know you are in the running, so keep up the outstanding work.” As he said this, he began massaging her shoulders. Nonye was about to get up and scream at him, but when he mentioned the bonus, she couldn’t help but be intrigued. She reminded herself this job would not last forever, and she would soon be moving back to the city. Even though her skin was crawling, she comforted herself with that thought and tried to think of a happy place, not the fact that her disgusting boss was resting his gut on her head and massaging her shoulders. “Thanks,” she said meekly, trying to keep her attention off of him. “You deserve a massage for your hard work,” he said, trembling. He thought he was going to cum in his trousers as he touched her soft shoulders and stared at her lovely breasts. He was overcome with lust and wouldn’t stop now. He rubbed her shoulders for a minute before his fat fingers “accidentally” pushed the straps of her top off her shoulders. They fell down her arms, unnoticed to Nonye. The Principal then started rubbing up and down her arms as if he was massaging her, but his real motive was being able to pull the straps further down. He successfully did this, and her top tumbled down, exposing her breasts covered by a dainty black half-cup, thin bra. “Mmmmmm… ohhhh so lovely,” he groaned with drool forming on the side of his mouth. Nonye had her eyes closed, trying to do everything in her power to ignore him, but it became impossible when she suddenly felt his hard cock pressing into her neck. The Principal wasn’t wearing any underwear, so there was only the thin layer of his trousers covering his hard prick, and Nonye could feel it distinctively. It felt like a snake to her as it bobbed and throbbed on her shoulder and neck. His cock was steaming hot as it pulsated on her. She then looked down and noticed her bra-covered tits were exposed. Just as she processed this thought, his hands reached up and cupped her tits over the bra.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
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By Peace Mba Ifeoma3 years ago in Filthy
OFFICE ROMANCE
OFFICE ROMANCE SEASON 1 EPISODE 3 Ijeoma swallowed hard as she squeezed her thighs together, feeling the first bit of wetness in her panties that had started to emerge from listening to Jide talk sex. She couldn’t imagine Chidi ever trying something like that with her. “You’re a bad boy, Jide.”
By Ejeh Emmanuel3 years ago in Filthy
