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Long Night #6

Read previous episodes of Long Night by Dexter THE EX Morayo stepped into the shower for the second time that day. Tomi’s loud humming rang through the empty house. She was glad she didn’t have to go to work, she was not sure she could handle anything work related as she was. Her sex still throbbed as it struggled to recover from the events of the previous day. She smiled as another mini throb pulsed through her, this Daniel guy could definitely show a woman a good time. He could definitely compete with Kunle, her useless scum of an ex. She turned on the shower and let the water flow freely over her body as she closed her eyes and ran through the scenes of the previous day in her head. Her hand found its way down to stop between her thighs, the cool water and her naughty memories…

Infections Of Love #4

Read previous episodes of Mo Priye’s Infections of Love DO NOT CONFUSE ME FOR LOVE It’s not rocket science to know if a girl likes you. When she likes you, more than often she’d tend to show you, sometimes purposefully, other times she wouldn’t even know she’s professing her love for you by the things she does to you, for you, around you and even in your absence. However, there’s no defined pattern to determine the manner of her likeness. It varies with many, comes in different forms; subtle, aggressive, hideous. For some girls it’s through consistent calls — the ever buzzing of your phone line, telling you about their secrets, family problems, how they peeled a trailer load of yam, how their dog love beans, their village ancestral history etc. Some initiate chats and I have to admit by default or not, women don’t necessarily be the first…

Infections Of Love #3

Read previous episodes of Infections of Love by Mo Priye THE TEMPERATURE OF FEELINGS Some persons love rejections are innumerable like the rejection mails I’ve received from literary houses. However, the love rejections I’ve had can be counted on one hand because I have abandonment issues — I abandon people but I don’t give much room to be abandoned. How selfish of me, right? I’m never cautious falling in love, hence; it gets to me often. Love is a drug that gets to everyone, either it humbles us or it makes us act in manners unbecoming of us, many times both. For me, my drug is Eva and I’m heavily dosed. Eva is the kind of girl you date and you have an instant rise in social standing. “Hey, Jerry, meet my girl, Eva. Eva, Jerry?” When some guys, by chance, bring(escort?) a pretty girl to a party or…

Long Night #4 – The Morning After

Dexter returns with Long Night. Click HERE to catch up on previous episodes. 18+ Morayo woke up with a start. A quick scan of her surroundings showed she was in her room. She looked at the sleeping form of Daniel on the bed and smiled, the man definitely knew how to show a lady a good time. It was a pity she had to send him on his way soon. But now? Now she’d use him to satisfy one last adventurous craving that she had. She tapped him lightly to wake him. “I think you’ve drained me of all my cum already.” He said with his eyes still closed.  “I was wondering if you’d like to shower with me.”  His eyes shot open as he sat up, the thrill of taking her again chasing the last dredges of sleep away from his eyes. His mouth curved into a little smirk…

Infections Of Love #2

Read the previous episode of Infections Of Love by Mo Priye WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LOVE? All I ever wanted was someone to love until I met her and it challenged and then humbled me in ways life shows its extremes to a growing child with wild dreams. People say that the beauty of love is in the turbulence, in the uncertainties, in the dark clouds with a peeping ray of sunshine beneath, in the odds of getting your heart wrenched any moment. Others might, but I see no beauty in mixed signals, I see no beauty in a love like cracked glass. I see no beauty in superficial loves, in love that withholds much — only giving out a part. How can one tell of their love for another and in the same breath say it’s paltry? If love could be paltry how do we measure it? Do…

Infections Of Love #1

Mo Priye brings us this mini series Infections of Love. In this memoir, the reader finds a young man conjure memories which selectively charts his journey with the opposite sex; exploring the bonds, confusions, denials, misfortunes, aches and other byproducts of love in subtle and overt ways. This memoir not only narrates the estranged relationships, but questions the validity of love.  Whoever the gods choose to destroy they first make fall in love.  — Mo Priye HOW DO YOU PROPOSE LOVE? All Stories are love stories… Can you tell of that feeling in movies when a guy goes with intent to propose his love to a girl he has been crushing on, but is met at a half open door by this girl of his dreams with a really cute guy behind, both half naked and smelling of intimate passion? That was me with Anita. I first saw her in…

Conquered #7

Read previous episodes of Conquered by Obynofranc They all alighted when a gateman opened the gate and their entered a big compound. Auntie Chinyere packed the car in the garage. She pressed the small plastic equipment laced on the ring of the key holder of the car, and the boot opened. There were three bags. They all carried one of the luggages and walked into the apartment. Nkechi admired the structure from outside. It was a beautiful storied building and the structure looked magnificent. The ground was tiled and the environment sensed serenity. She admired Abuja wind. The wind slithered into the pore of her skin and she gloated at every cool breeze and silent noises it made. It blowing heavily. They all walked in, and Auntie Chinyere led them to a room. She dropped the luggage and Juliet followed. Nkechi dropped hers and glanced at her Aunt. “This is…

The Bro Code #6

Read previous episodes of The Bro Code by Great Opara Sunlight poured in through the open curtains filling the apartment with a beautiful natural glow and highlighting the particular ambience Pablo was always trying to create with his constant redecorating. Obi and Ayo were seating on the carpeted floor, sharing a blunt while Pablo moved vases from place to place, switched the cushions on the parlor chairs and switched them back again. “You know, I could really use some help from you guys.” He addressed Obi and Ayo who were competing to see the person who could blow the biggest smoke rings. “Man what else do you want?” Ayo asked, clearly frustrated. “It’s a Saturday morning and we’ve cleaned this house spotless, from top to bottom. Chill out abeg oga escobar.” Pablo eyed her and hissed, walking out of the room and returning seconds later with a can of air…

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