Missy

Only rarely did Mami and I venture into the world as a normal, vanilla couple. We were much happier playing in our usual environment, where we could be as wild as we wanted without anyone else around. Her dominance and my submission were a release from the everyday. But tonight Mami had needed an escort for an inner-city work function, and I had been commanded to attend.It was an easy command to obey. The function was a black-tie cocktail affair. I wore a dinner suit, a tight cockring securing my cock, and a pair of her pretty thong panties underneath. Mami looked stunning in a short backless black dress, sheer stockings, and wicked pointed high heels. She rarely wore stockings, but she knew I loved them. Underneath she was bare..no panties, freshly shaved pussy. Even she felt the slight edge of exposure in a dress that barely covered the tops of her thighs.The function went beautifully. We drank, talked, laughed. Workplace parties always start classy and slide toward drunken chaos;

Trainogasm

Caleb had spent the day in Ibadan on business. The forecast promised clear skies, so he wore beige chinos, brown brogues, a white open-collar shirt and a blue blazer. Tanned skin, sharp cut..he looked every bit the Lagos city man. The meeting overran. He caught the final evening train back to Lagos, pulling out just after 9:30 p.m. Few passengers boarded. He took a set of four seats with a table, aisle seat facing against the direction of travel, bag on the window seat beside him, and hoped to keep the space to himself.After a long day and a two-and-a-half-hour journey ahead, he closed his eyes for a nap, tickets left on the table.An hour later he woke. Still alone. Outside was pitch black; the window acted as a mirror. In the reflection he saw a striking Nigerian woman seated diagonally opposite him across the aisle, alone. Long blonde-dyed hair pinned up, slim, maybe 5’8”. She looked back at him. He smiled. She smiled.Embarrassed, he turned to the glass again. Her hands moved. Sh

Love of my life

I showed up at her place just after nine, the way we’d planned when she texted me that her roommate was gone for the weekend. The hallway outside her door already smelled faintly like her..that mix of coconut lotion and the laundry detergent she always used. I knocked once. She opened it in an oversized t-shirt that barely covered the tops of her thighs, no bra, nipples already poking against the thin cotton like she’d been thinking about this the same way I had.“Hey,” she said, voice low. She didn’t step aside right away. Just looked at me, biting the inside of her cheek the way she does when she’s nervous and turned on at the same time. I stepped in, shut the door behind me, and locked it. The second the bolt clicked she was on me.Her mouth hit mine hard. No soft lead-in. Tongue pushing past my lips, tasting like the mint gum she’d just spit out. I grabbed her ass under the shirt..bare, warm, soft..and squeezed both cheeks, spreading them a little so the cool air from the AC hit h

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Missy

Trainogasm

Love of my life