Novels by Peter Oyewole

THE TANTRIC MASSAGE ROOM AT DAWN PT 4Reina flipped their positions with strong, graceful movements.She pushed Jude onto his back on the massage table and straddled him, her knees pressing into the padded surface on either side of his hips. Her skin still glistened with oil from earlier, and her body felt warm and slick against his. Jude's cock stood hard and throbbing between them, the head shiny and flushed dark red from all the teasing.She reached for the bottle of oil again and poured a generous amount into her palms. The liquid felt warm as she rubbed her hands together. Then she wrapped both hands around his cock and started the slow, milking strokes. Her fingers slid up and down his full length, twisting gently as she moved.At the base, she squeezed firmly, making the veins stand out more.At the head, she focused her thumbs in small circles, rubbing the sensitive spot just under the tip where clear fluid leaked out and mixed with the oil.Jude's lean body arched up from the

THE TANTRIC MASSAGE ROOM AT DAWN PT 3Reina finally climbed onto the wide massage table. She positioned herself above Jude’s face, her knees on either side of his head. Her golden-brown thighs framed his view as she looked down at him. Her pussy was swollen and dripping, the dark lips glistening with her juices. She lowered slowly, guiding her wet folds directly onto his mouth.“Open your mouth,” she said softly. “Taste me.”Jude obeyed.His tongue came out and licked along her slit.Reina settled her weight carefully on her knees so she did not smother him completely. Her ebony curls spilled forward as she braced one hand on his chest. The other hand reached back to wrap around his aching cock.“Long, flat licks first,” she instructed. “From the bottom all the way up slowly.”Jude ran his tongue in long, flat strokes from her entrance up to her clit. Her juices coated his tongue and it was warm, slightly tangy, and very wet. He licked again and again, exploring every fold. Reina sigh

THE TANTRIC MASSAGE ROOM AT DAWN PT 2Reina continued the slow oiling of Jude’s front. She spread the oil in wide circles over his pecs, her palms pressing firmly enough to feel the rapid beat of his heart underneath.Jude’s nipples hardened under her touch. Reina circled them slowly with her thumbs, pressing and rubbing until they stood tight and sensitive.“Inhale deeply, fill your lungs completely,” she instructed, her voice low and steady.Jude breathed in.As he did, Reina’s hands trailed lower, sliding over his abdomen. Her fingers traced the lines of his muscles, spreading more warm oil. She stopped just above his cock, which now stood fully erect.“Hold the breath,” Reina said.Jude held it, his body tense.Reina’s oiled hand moved even lower, brushing along the crease where his thigh met his groin. She massaged the area thoroughly but never touched his cock.Jude trembled visibly. His wide innocent eyes stayed locked on hers the entire time.“No one has ever made me feel this

THE TANTRIC MASSAGE ROOM AT DAWN PT 1The luxury spa was still dark and silent at 5:30 AM, just before dawn. Reina, moved through the dimly lit tantric massage room with graceful authority.Her golden-brown skin glowed softly under the amber lamps. Waist-length ebony curls cascaded down her back, swaying with each step. She wore a black silk robe that barely concealed her generous curves. The thin fabric clung to her full breasts, soft waist, and wide hips. The robe was so sheer that her dark nipples were visible whenever she moved.Reina had scheduled her newest trainee, Jude, for a very private advanced training session. She checked the heated massage table one last time, making sure the temperature was perfect. The room smelled of warm incense and fragrant oils.A soft knock sounded at the outer door. Reina walked over and opened it. Jude stood there, looking nervous and eager.The 21-year-old had a lean swimmer’s body, tousled chestnut curls, and wide innocent eyes that showed exa

THE RUNWAY BACKSTAGE DURING FITTINGPT 2Nova grabbed Elliot’s platinum hair with a firm grip and pulled his face between her thighs.She pressed her slick pussy directly against his mouth.“Eat me,” she ordered, her voice calm and commanding.She held her phone above them, camera pointed down to capture everything. Elliot opened his mouth immediately and started licking her. His tongue ran along her wet folds, tasting her salty-sweet juices. He sucked gently on her swollen lips, then moved up to her clit.“Slower,” Nova said. She kept her hand tight in his hair, guiding him.“Use your tongue flat, and deeper. Make me feel it.”Elliot obeyed.He pressed his tongue harder against her clit and licked in long, slow strokes.Nova’s powerful legs trembled slightly as she ground her hips against his face.Her fishnet stockings rubbed against his cheeks. Her juices coated his mouth, chin, and nose. He licked deeper, pushing his tongue inside her tight hole, then sucked on her clit again. Low

THE RUNWAY BACKSTAGE DURING FITTINGPT 1The fashion house was empty and hushed after the main show rehearsal.Nova locked the heavy backstage door with a click. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her body, with patent leather boots and fishnet stockings that accentuated her willowy yet powerfully muscled legs. She had singled out Elliot, the new male model, for personal “breaking in.”Elliot stood on the raised runway platform under the harsh spotlights. The bright lights made his pale gold skin glow. His platinum hair fell boyishly over his forehead.He looked nervous but stayed in position, his coltish grace hiding a raw, desperate hunger and a deep terror of the commanding woman who controlled his career.Nova stepped onto the platform. Her heels clicked loudly with every step as she circled him slowly like prey.She started professionally. She stopped in front of him and adjusted his posture, her hands pressing firmly on his shoulders.“Stand taller. Shoulders back.” Her fi