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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…

Where To Find Breasts #16

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Happy Sunday! Enjoy this episode. It’s a long, juicy one! Ishi had one of those dreams in which he got a forewarning to an unpleasant incident that would befall one of his friends. He didn’t know who it was, though. He hadn’t dreamt like this since he lost his family in the explosion. He lay in bed after waking up from the dream, trying to recall the details. There had been a car going out of control and a piercing scream. That was all he remembered, but somehow, he was certain it had to do with a friend. Typically, he would pray the dream away. Was he now to talk to God whom he hadn’t spoken to in months? What was he to say to him? Ishi lay in bed until daylight approached. He had an early breakfast and entered his workroom…

Vows Are Meant To Be Broken #2

Read the first episode here I drove into my compound like it was any other day. I had eaten before returning, and I knew the indepth tiredness that was claiming my body had nothing to do with hunger. My body was just limp from a long work day. I grabbed my wardcoat and walked towards my door. Before I could pull out my key, someone opened the front door from the other side. “Surprise!” Ije shouted and hugged my near-limp body. She smelled just like the heavens and I pitied her nose as she buried it in my neck. She felt familiar and she was just as beautiful as the last time I saw her. “You got back early?” I asked and she nodded. She had travelled to Ghana for a conference and I was expecting her during the weekend. “Are you not happy to see me?” she asked. She…

The Bro Code #1

The Bro Code, written by Great Opara, follows the lives of three long-time friends; Obi, Ayo and Pablo and their relationships, the challenges and obstacles they face trying to make it in the real world, and the realities of living and working in Nigeria for the millennial generation. The smell of burning bread had been spreading from the apartment’s kitchen for some minutes and had made its way into the dining room and was now steadily slipping under and around the door of the master bedroom to the left of the eating area. It was the room closest to the kitchen and had the advantage of its own bathroom and toilet while the other two rooms in the apartment had to make due with a shared one. The smell which had now transformed into lightly dense smoke penetrated into the bedroom and started to dance around the head of the…

Novocaine Knights #11

GENESIS He was beautiful in his sleep. Nude, a pillow between his legs, twitching eyebrows and a heaving chest gave her some distraction for the morning. She stood by the foot of her bed and watched him as she sipped noodle soup from a bowl held by both hands. Mother’s plans had come to nothing; her spell on both of them, useless. Genesis hadn’t seen the faces of her rapists while she was intimate with Dominic, but she hadn’t seen his face either. In fact, the entire experience could be described as mildly agreeable, and for that, she owed her best friend, Nancy, a huge one. Nancy was Mother’s rogue daughter and had nothing in common with her. She was dark-complexioned, overweight, crass and loud. She ran a hotel where she pimped out all the girls Mother no longer needed. Mother loathed her and the feeling was mutual on her…

This Thing Called Love #4

IN MY FIFTH and final year I became the General Secretary of the National Association of Quantity Surveying Students (NAQSS), UNILAG Chapter. For a fairly long while some of the students in my department were quite unhappy with me. They, like their colleagues, had wanted me as the NAQSS President, which was the post I was initially gunning for during the election campaigning process. But due to certain political interests I had to step down for the guy who eventually emerged as the President. He was the then HOD’s mannequin. What my fellow students simply knew was that I had stepped down for someone they didn’t want…someone they didn’t like…someone who wasn’t academically on par with me. But what they didn’t know was why I had actually done that. I gave them what I considered to be the simplest excuse: I was no longer interested in becoming the Association’s President…

This Thing Called Love #2

Read The Previous Episode TEACHING IS AN integral part of who I am. It’s an endeavour that was hard-wired into me right from above. Almost nothing gives me pleasure like impacting knowledge to other people. I started teaching when I was in primary four. However, I began earning some money from it when I got to senior secondary two. I worked, part time, for a Home Tutor Agency…teaching various subjects at both the primary and secondary school levels; and I continued with the job while I was at the University of Lagos studying Quantity Surveying. I met Rachael for the very first time during a teaching session. That particular morning, which turned out to be a lecture-free day for me and my course mates, I had gone to teach the fresh students in my department. I was in my fourth year at this time. These freshmen, who had just tasted…

Biyankavitch #4

Muna snuck into the Bahago house a little past 4 a.m., after her fifth can of beer began to taste like piss. She wasn’t a drunk, but sometimes she found solace in a can or two. Tonight, she had needed more, looking for that usual relief, but the beer left her empty and sore, and with recollections of what she had done to Archie. Also recollections of her actions after she left his place. She had driven to see her ex who had pinned her to the wall, spread her legs apart as he nailed her while choking her. The sex had given her temporary relief, especially at the point when she almost passed out while at the peak of her orgasm. Afterwards, the emptiness returned. Thoughts of losing Archie for good left her scared. She was more afraid of the shame she was going to face if he pushed…

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