The Corper’s Sexcapade

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It took Herculean effort on my part, to wake up 3am in the morning, every morning, for the past week and a half. I was fed up, tired, irritated, hungry, and angry, half the time. Being called an ‘Otondo Corper’ didn’t help my demeanor.

I despised the soldiers and colleagues as well, they were all so uncouth, shouting ‘double up!’ almost every time I hit the streets of Calabar camp. I had lost all zest for life, as being posted to where I didn’t want, meant to me that my life was on hold for a whole year. Continue reading

Morning Fuck

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I slowly opened my eyes, the light of the brand new day was obstructed from the room as the curtains were still closed. It was Saturday and it was a good feeling knowing I do not have to get up for work. I stretched and yawned. I reached for my phone to look at the time. 7:23 am. The kids will still be asleep for at least another hour. I turned to my side and watched my husband, still deeply asleep. He doesn’t snore. One of the many things I love about him. He was lying on his back, shirtless, in only his shorts. I eyed him. Due to our busy schedules, it has been almost a week since the last time we were intimate. I wondered if I should wake him up, or if getting up and getting started on the chores around the house would make me a better wife. I figured my husband will be more appreciative of a blow job than a clean home. Continue reading

Erotic Story: Cynthia’s Diaries – Part 2

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The Kinky Slut

“I want you in bed, hot, naked and ready,” Cynthia texted Dele, minutes before she got to his place.

She knew Dele would willingly do it. It’s been 3 weeks since their last encounter. It took only a few awkward phone conversation for them to realize that the only thing they had in common was rough sex. She didn’t mind. She did not want to connect with him in any other way anyway. He was her sister’s man. They might probably get married, and she was cool with that. All Cynthia wanted was his huge, hard dick and his eager spirit. Her big sister can keep the rest. Continue reading

Erotic Stories: Cynthia’s Diaries

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Part 1: A Pleasurable Pain

It has been three days since that fateful day. She was getting a little nervous. She had been basking in the warm afterglow of their last encounter and now it was just hitting her. She did a very bad thing, and it might come back to haunt her.

Cynthia knew the moment she met her sister, Derby’s boyfriend, that she would fuck him. She was not a mean person. Derby has always had a history of going after any guy that Cynthia happens to fall for. For a long time, Cynthia had been on the losing end. She was never able to attract the men Derby liked, until now. Continue reading

EROTIC STORY: Danny’s Big Dick

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It looks like once again, her orgasm was her own damn business.

She sighed loudly as Yemi pulled out of her and laid on the bed, breathing heavily.

“That was amazing, Titi. Was it good for you?” He asked her.

He does this every time after sex. Like he wanted some sort of scores sheet. Or maybe he wanted some reassurance that his less-than-average sized dick worked for her.

And every time, she lied. Continue reading

EROTIC STORY: Richard’s Revenge

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Richard was fixated on his blackberry, furiously attacked the keypad. He typed and laughed, and then typed some more. Sometimes, the laughter was longer, other times, he just chuckled.

He was at it for quite a while, oblivious to his surroundings. I watched him do this for a long while till I could no longer take it. I went over to where he sat and abruptly dragged the device from his fingers.

I hadn’t taken a step away from him when he grabbed my hand and screamed for me to return it.

“Are you alright? Have those evil spirits entered you again? Richard screamed Continue reading

Erotic Story: Lust On A Saturday Night

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Teresa and I had only been together for a few weeks, just long enough for us to be confident in our feelings for one another. Even in public, I could barely keep my hands off her, and Teresa delighted in teasing me when I was least able to take advantage of her slim and inviting figure. This became a game between us, and she took every opportunity to drive me crazy with subtle touches and playful innuendos. Continue reading

Erotic Story: Ekaette and Her Sweet Oga

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Na only me help madam carry her bag enter the car, the mumu driver dey there, dey look me as I dey struggle with am, the guy don try toast me since. Anytime, madam send am come house to carry somtin, he go try toast me say make I marry am, who wan marry that mumu dirty old man wey I no even know whether him prick go work sef.

Abeggy, make he go die jare, make he no use him own reagge spoil my blues. The person wey dey chop this my sweet toto, wey be say na only him I dey give chop, na that useless sule mechanic wey dey bus- stop, but this Suleiman own ehnnn, him own biko.

Chai!!!! Continue reading