But since she never actually planned to have a career it served no other purpose except, she suppose, to better prepare her to hold her own in a conversation with the new circle of friends Leke and she began to accumulate as time went on.



*. *. *


Leke was hired by Venusia Oil and Gas after he graduated. He chose that job for two reasons. It was a wonderful job with a lot of potential for advancement. He would be near to her while she was going to the institute. For the first time since getting married they would be able to live together as man and wife.

It was a very exciting time in their lives. She was a good student. She had always liked school. She was able to do very well without putting too much time or effort into her studies. For that reason they had time for a very active social life.

Leke’s office seemed to have a lot of executive parties and get-togethers, formal and informal. They were a nice bunch of people. They enjoyed them a lot. According to Leke, she made a very good impression on his co-workers, too.

Leke was very handsome and she was not just saying that because she loved him. He was also very intelligent and an extremely personable young man. He was very highly thought of at work and he was obviously on the fast track. She heard it from all the people he worked with.

For the first two years after they set up housekeeping they had two sets of friends. They had his friends at work and her friends from school. They had very few friends who crossed over. Their friends from the company were a bit older and more mature. Their friends from school were, well, to be generous and say slightly less mature.

It didn’t matter, though. They enjoyed being with both sets of people and their social life was pretty active. There was something they did, twice actually, with her school friends, that they never even considered with the people from Leke’s job. They had threesomes. Well, they did it more than twice. But they only did it with two people.

The first time it was sort of an accident. They threw a big party at their house. As usual, she wore something sexy and revealing and she flirted shamelessly with the guys all evening.

Leke became so Hot from watching her and she was so Hot from doing it, that they literally couldn’t wait for the party to end and all the guests to leave. They snuck upstairs late in the evening and they were making out on their bed while the party was still going on.

The Lord your strength.

This is serious.

The devil is really on the prowl.

One must be very security conscious.

“Tinu, I have always liked you, I just never thought of being in love with you, "



I looked at her face for any sign that I might have said the right or wrong thing. She looked down at her shoes, biting her lower lip. She looked like perhaps she was sorry that she had told me. She looked up, took a deep breathe and continued.

“I have thought of nothing else but what has happened since that night. I have felt just about every feeling I think could be felt. I was anxious, regretful, excited and guilty all at the same time. I think I was foolish to think I could replace Deola. I am sorry Mike, let's just put this behind us and go back to the way things were.”



“Tinu, no one can ever replace Deola. I would not want you to try. I have felt all the emotions you have described as well. I was afraid that things would never be the same between us. I never imagined that you would feel that strongly about me, "



“What do you want to do Mike?” Tinu asked.



I could see she was struggling emotionally, her eyes began to fill with tears. Her whole body had begin to slump, her shoulders sagging. I had a knot in my throat, I was trying to think of what to say. I said the first thing I could think of.



“What about Jimi?” I asked.



She sat up and seemed to be upset at the mention of the name. Her eyes looked deep into mine. Her gaze was riveting.



“Jimi has never been much of a partner. But what’s more important is, he has never been a genuine lover nor my friend. Jimi only cares about Jimi - himself. Period. I have always just tolerated it. If the biggest concern in your mind is for Jimi, I have made a huge mistake. It is not late. I will correct it.”



“No, Tinu”, I quickly replied. “ I just didn’t know what else to say.”



I thought carefully for a moment, then I decided to lay everything on the line.



“Tinu, I will be honest. Until those words came from your lips, I never thought of being in love with you. I think the fact that you’re engaged and all the family problems that would arise, I never considered the possibility of that happening.”



“But”, I continued, “No matter where this goes, I have to tell you this. If this goes any farther and I fall in love with you, there is no backing out. I just can not imagine losing two women in my life. So maybe you should think of that and get back to me. If we fall in love, we have to be together. You will have to leave Jimi, we will have to deal with our family.”



She put her head down and thought for a few moments, then looked up at me.



“I totally agree Mike," she said very firmly.



She stood up and walked over to me. I got out of my chair and stood up. She wrapped her arms around me and put her face in my chest. My arms wrapped around her and in a flash, I felt whole again. She lifted her lips to mine and we kissed. It was a kiss that told me she was being truthful. When she pulled away from me, she took both of my hands in hers. Her hands were so soft, so delicate.



“Come with me Mike. I want you to make love to me. I want to be appreciated as a woman. I finally want to have sex with a man who cares how I feel.”



She took my hand and we walked to the back of my house to the master bedroom. I hesitated as I walked in the room for just a second. The last woman I had slept with in this bed was Deola. It felt strange, but somehow, it felt right.

Watching a boy react to your touch, realizing the power you have over a big, strong male and enjoying being able to cause him so much pleasure, to her that was irresistible.

It was months before they actually had intercourse in the back seat of his car. They were both eager, but nervous. He didn’t want to hurt her. She didn’t want to be hurt. And neither of them wanted her to get pregnant, at least not yet. They both hated the idea of condoms. So she found out from a friend what she would have to do to get on the pill.

She was nervous and embarrassed. But she was determined. She went to a family planning clinic. They tried very hard to talk her out of it since she wasn’t even eighteen yet. But in the end, reluctantly, they gave her a prescription without notifying her parents.

For the next year and a half they put that poor little pill to the test, big time! Every chance they got they had sex. If his parents weren’t home they used his bed. If her parents weren’t home they used her bed. But more often than not they used the back seat of his car. The back seat of a car is probably one of the worst places in the world to have sex. So you know it was true love.





Shortly after Leke and she were married, he went away to the Dame Institute on a full scholastic scholarship. She remained behind to finish the school. She graduated three years later and attended Vinefield College, also on a full scholarship.

She did all those things which were necessary to earn her degree. She suppose she rounded out her education. That’s a good thing. But since she never actually planned to have a career it served no other purpose except, she suppose, to better prepare her to hold her own in a conversation with the new circle of friends Leke and she began to accumulate as time went on.

We both reminded ourselves of what we had lost when Deola had died.



The week started like any other, trying to bury my head with work to keep my mind off of things. No matter what I tried to think of, I kept coming back to one thing. How long would it take to resolve this situation between Tinu and I?



By the end of the week, I had still not heard from her. Should I call? No I decided, this time I would wait for her call. After all, she was planning to get married and I wasn’t. This was far more dangerous for her.



That Saturday I was having a technician to install a new TV on the wall with surround sound. While they were working the phone rang. It was Tinu.



“Hello Mike, how are you?” It was Tinu.



“I am fine sweetie, how about you?” I replied.



She told me she was doing alright and that she wanted to see me again and talk. She told me Jimi was going to the club the next day with his friends as he always did on Saturdaymorning. He never returned until late that evening and he was usually drunk. We agreed to meet at my house around noon.



The next day came and right at noon, the doorbell rang and there was Tinu. She had on a blue jean skirt and a while V-Neck cashmere sweater on. She looked amazing, but then again she always did.



We sat down and made conversation for a while about the past work week. Deola relayed to me that she was getting busier in her place of work.

I had to strive within me so that I would not to look at her legs. I also did not not want to make her feel uneasy, but all I could think about was the heaven that was just passed those creamy thighs. Finally, she got around to the subject at hand.



“Mike, I don’t know quite how to say this without you taking it the wrong way. And I don’t want to make things anything worst than they already are, "



“I don’t know how to say this without just saying it. I know this is going to sound insane, I know I think it is, "she continued.



I felt like something big was about to be dropped.

Did I want to say something, maybe stop her before she would say something I don’t want to hear? It was too late.



“Mike,” she said, then she followed with the longest pause of my life. “I, think I may be falling in love with you," she stammered.



I was dumbfounded. This is not what I expected. How do you reply to that? I thought carefully of what to say. Finally after a moment, I responded.



“Tinu, I have always liked you, I just never thought of being in love with you, "

Although, to be honest, her little striptease shows probably excited her more than they did him.

When they finally did start to talk about what she was doing it seemed like She was more embarrassed to be talking about it than him She was about actually doing it. Once they got past the initial nervousness, though, they enjoyed talking about it, too. And joking about it, kidding about how hot it made them. And they enjoyed reliving it as they slowly walked to school wrapped in each other’s arms.

Leke finally got a second-hand car several months after she started putting on her little shows. That was when they started moving toward the inevitable sex act. All those evenings of undressing in front of him were just pre-intimacy leading inexorably toward their first time.

First there were the many evenings spent kissing and touching. She found that she loved being touched. It was even more exciting than being looked at. It was every bit as exciting as she imagined it would be. She loved touching him, too. She knew she was going to.

She knew a lot of girls around that time in their lives who were put off by a guy’s dick. Girls got pretty candid in their conversations when there aren’t any boys around. Some girls didn’t want to see a dick or touch one. They were really intimidated by male sex organs. Some girls thought they were nasty and ugly and couldn’t understand how any girl could find them appealing. Come to think about it, she still knew too many poor, uptight women who feel that way.

She had only seen Leke’s dick and so she had nothing with which to compare it. But she loved his. She loved the way it looked and the way it felt. And before long she discovered that she loved the way it tasted.

She felt sorry for those girls who didn’t appreciate the eroticism of the male sex organ. They didn’t know what the were missing. Watching a boy react to your touch, realizing the power you have over a big, strong male and enjoying being able to cause him so much pleasure, to her that was irresistible.

Not two nights in a row.

It was wonderfully exciting for both of them. She did not know it for a fact. Psychology is not her forte. But she suspected that was why, after all of these years, they were both still so fond of, and still turned on by their mutual enjoyment of her exhibitionistic tendencies.

She really couldm’t say if she was putting on those shows because she was an exhibitionist, or if she had become an exhibitionist because she so enjoyed putting on those shows for him. Whatever the reason, exhibitionism was still a large part of their sex lives now, nearly eight years later.

They didn’t mention those little shows at first. She was too embarrassed to talk about them the first few times. After that first show, when they met outside to walk to school together the next morning, Leke was all over her. He didn’t say why and she didn’t ask. She didn’t need to ask. She knew why he was so excited.

Later, he admitted he didn’t say anything because he hoped she would do it again. He wasn’t certain she had done it on purpose. But whether it was on purpose or absent mindedness, he had been as excited as she was and he was afraid if he mentioned it she would feel obligated to close her blinds from then on.

Of course, when she did it again the next night there could no longer be any question about it being an accident. But she still acted like she didn’t know he was watching. And he still avoided a mention of it the next day for fear that talking about it would break the spell.

They went on like that, not talking about the most important thing happening in their lives for about a week. She thought they were both afraid that if they said something it would ruin the experience. It would be somehow less exciting if they acknowledged She was stripping for his viewing pleasure every night. Although, to be honest, her little striptease shows probably excited her more than they did him.

But as exciting as the idea was that he was masturbating to mental images of her stripping in front of him, that wasn’t what excited her the most.

A boy just saw her naked!! He saw her breasts and her pussy and her ass. He saw all of those intimate parts of her body she had always guarded so closely for so long. Naked! Even the word brought her to the edge of orgasm!

Over the next minutes, she had no idea how long, at least an hour, she enjoyed countless earth shattering orgasms before she exhausted herself and she was finally able to calm down enough to go to sleep that night.

That was the first time. The following night she went through the same debate with herself all over again. She struggled once again to build up the nerve to UnCloth with her boyfriend watching. But it was easier the second time. It was probably easier because the only thing on her mind all day long had been the excitement she experienced undressing with her blinds open.

It was just as exciting the second time she did it. After that there was no more debate. She did it every night. And each night she would become incredibly aroused as she slowly undressed in front of her window because she knew Leke was watching. She would become so aroused she could almost not breathe.

Every time she did it she tried to imagine what was going through his mind. She couldn’t help but wonder what effect watching her was having on him. Every night she took off her clothes and moved around her room, dragging out the time she spent naked for as long as possible.

She knew he was watching. And he knew she knew. He may not have realized it the first night. But when she did it again the next night he had to know it wasn’t an accident. Not two nights in a row.

She was on the verge of an orgasm just from the thrill of being naked in front of a boy!

That’s not an exaggeration. She was literally on the verge of having an orgasm from the knowledge that a boy could see me naked!

She picked up the clothing Shade had just removed and tried to act casual as Shade walked over to her hamper and dropped them in. The blood was roaring in her ears and her heart was racing. Shade wanted to stay this way for much longer. Shade wanted him to watch me and want me. The excitement Shade felt was like a drug.

Unfortunately Shade couldn’t think of any excuse not to get ready for bed. Shade still felt the need to act as if Shade didn’t know She was being watched. Shade might have had better luck thinking of some excuse to dawdle if the blood wasn’t rushing around in her body so. But it was and Shade just couldn’t think clearly. Shade only knew Shade loved the excitement that had me in its grip and Shade never wanted it to end.

She reluctantly went to her dresser. Shade bent over, well aware of the view She was presenting to him. Shade pulled out clean panties and pulled them on as casually as Shade could. Shade dug out a sleep-shirt and put it on. Shade pulled her covers down and stretched out on her bed. As Shade lay down her sleep-shirt slid up, uncovering most of her butt. her panties were exposed and Shade lay there like that for a little while, pretending She was reading her book.

She wasn’t reading. Shade couldn’t concentrate. She was much too excited to read. Shade couldn’t even see the words on the page!

She kept up the pretense for a long time that evening. Finally Shade turned her light out and lay in the dark. Shade immediately began to masturbate furiously. As Shade did She was certain Leke was doing the same. But as exciting as the idea was that he was masturbating to mental images of me stripping in front of him, that wasn’t what excited me the most.

It took a few minutes to finally get up the nerve to take off her bra. She was a bit surprised when Shade realized how very much Shade wanted to expose her body to her boyfriend now that I’d gone that far. But baring her breasts was a huge step. Shade really had to talk herself into it. It was almost like Shade had to do it then. Shade somehow got it in her head that if Shade didn’t finish getting undressed he would know her impromptu strip show was intentional. Shade couldn’t permit that!

She was so nervous! her hands were shaking so violently She was afraid he could see them. Shade stood facing her dresser, watching herself in the mirror as Shade stood with her back to the window. Shade reached behind her back and struggled for far too long with the hooks holding her bra closed. They finally came loose and Shade let it slide off of her shoulders and down her arms.

TOPLESS!! Just the word was making her heart beat even faster. her back was still to the window. But She was topless. She was standing where her favorite member of the opposite sex could see me and the only thing She was wearing was a pair of panties. God Shade felt hot! her skin tingled like never before. It was as though Shade could feel every pore!

She was taking too long to turn around and she knew it. If Shade didn’t turn and face the window soon it wasn’t going to look like Shade had forgotten to close her blinds. He was going to know I’m doing this on purpose. She was, in a strange way, trapped into showing her breasts to Leke by her own strange behavior.

Not until Shade actually found herself beginning to UnCloth.

She was careful not to take her clothes off like She was doing it for his benefit. But it was almost impossible to act calm. She was so excited She was having trouble drawing a deep breath!

She attempted, as much as possible, to UnCloth the same way Shade did every night. Shade thought it unlikely he could see how badly her hands were shaking from where he was. It seems a little silly now. But in her mind Shade needed him to believe it was an accident. Shade certainly wasn’t the kind of girl to do something like that on purpose!

She took off her t-shirt and tossed it on the bed. Shade didn’t pass out from the excitement, so She took her shorts off and walked around in her underwear for a moment. The sound of her heart beating was so loud in her ears Shade wouldn’t have heard a train go by outside. She was parading around in her bra and panties ... IN FRONT OF A BOY!!

IT WAS FOR REAL THIS TIME!! She wasn’t lying in bed imagining it! Leke could see me in her underwear!

She was about a second and a half away from an orgasm just from standing in her bedroom in her underwear! It was even more exciting than Shade imagined it would be! Shade suppose that’s why Shade didn’t stop there. Shade don’t remember actually deciding to finish undressing. But Shade suddenly knew She was going to.

It took a few minutes to finally get up the nerve to take off her bra.

Good day, dear friends.

Here we are again. Thank you for your continuous interest. God bless.



High-Stakes Babes


Kween Sheba

In the High-Stakes Clique, the end justifies the means. Here, the slay queens are ready to do anything to achieve their desires.






As Shade moved around her room she thought seriously about what it would be like to actually do it. Just the idea of it took her breath away. At first Shade reasoned there was no possible way. It would be much too embarrassing. But the other half of her hormone wracked brain really wanted to do it. Before Shade knew it she was compromising with herself. Shade thought it would be just as exciting but slightly less embarrassing if Shade just stripped down to her underwear. Shade knew enough about boys to know Leke would enjoy it if Shade did and the idea of inciting lust in her boyfriend had an awful lot of appeal.

She avoided looking at her window or even moving close to it. Shade made believe Shade didn’t see Leke in his room across the narrow space separating our houses. Shade didn’t have to look. Shade knew he’d be watching me, probably hoping I’d look up, smile and wave goodnight.

She fiddled around in her room, acting as if She was looking for something. Shade still didn’t know for certain Shade intended to do it. Shade still didn’t think Shade had the nerve. She was just wondering what it would be like and if Shade could actually work up the nerve, maybe not tonight, but someday. She wasn’t really planning to take her clothes off with her blinds open. Not until Shade actually found herself beginning to UnCloth.




High-Stakes Babes:

I did not reply. I pushed my shorts down around my ankles and stepped out of them. I looked into his face as I climbed onto the bed and straddled him. He looked like a little boy who was about to get everything he would ever dreamt about - a beautiful naked girl riding his cock. He would probably wanked off a thousand times thinking about this very scene.

I reached out and pulled the box of condoms from the draw next to the bed.

He grabbed my hand. "I said I want to cum in you," he said.

"Ok," I replied.

I took his hard cock in my hand and slowly lowered my hips until the tip pressed against my pussy. I wasnt very wet, but his dick was kind of thin and it pushed easily past my outer labia. I took a deep breath and lowered myself onto his dick until it was all the way inside my tight pussy.

He gasped as my pussy clamped around his dick. That feels really nice. Your cunt is so tight, he said.

I slowly started riding his cock, bring my pussy lips almost to the tip and drive myself back down onto his cock. My pussy was getting wetter and I slid up and down on his cock without too much effort.

"Bleep me you little slut", he shouted out and grabbed my tits.

I stopped. What did you say.

"Get on your back LovePeddler", he said and pushed me off his dick.

I fell back onto my back thinking that the little fucker was just like his father, which made me feel like a piece of meat. He mounted me and stuck his tongue in my mouth before I could say anything. I could feel his hard on pushing against the side of my leg, and then against my stomach. I reached down and directed is dick into my now wet pussy.

"Ahhhhh", he moaned as he pushed his dick all the way inside me. He pulled it back out and rammed it back in hard and then he did it again, and again, pounding my pussy hard.

"Yes, yes, yes," he cried each time he pushed it in.



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