Nigerian Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

I gasp and sob, “How—how can you ask your own wife to sleep with other men? There have got to be some other ways to solve this!” Nigel’s face turned dark. And he snapped in fume, “What other men? I told you…they are my superiors! Having one night with them will not only help me—but also this family! It is such a small price to pay! And I had got you after pills. If you still get pregnant, I will take you to get an abortion. I got everything covered.” Seeing the devastated look on my face, Nigel quickly softened his tone and wooed me, “Regina, baby, are you afraid that you will become damaged good afterwards? Don’t be afraid…I will love you all the same. It’s just one night. I won’t mind.”

Lamar addsd. “What beautiful women? The ones throwing themselves on my crotch for a 100 bucks?” Damien threw back his head and laughed. The rest of us went quiet upon hearing that, but he was too immersed in his little world to notice. “Isn’t that cheap though?” I asked. “Of course they are cheap. Nigerian girls will do anything for money” He kept laughing. “I’m not talking about the women, I’m talking about you. Why would you offer 100 bucks? I hope you didn’t tell them we are business partners?”

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

~My sexcapedes in the north~ Episode 5 🤏👈🍓🔞🍆🍆🍓🍓❤️❤️ We went inside and she took off her scarf. Jeez, she was looking even more pretty. Hausa girls don’t expose their head and legs in the public. She told me their religion forbade it so as not to tempt men. **:-\ Hian, laws dey o**

Walker reported to him while pointing at the paper he just gave to him. "Well that's juicy." He commented, the paper has a photo of the Victim Lizzie Hapari. Below her printed statement has the record of the abuse she got from the men and from the very boss 'K'. "And the center most topic here, after they were taken away, they were put in a container. She said that there were about hundreds of women were with her at the container, then she said, all blond women were taken in Las Vegas. They made them wore sparkly dresses and make ups and then they were sold. She was bought by one of the most famous cybersex directors, Ms. Tonya and she was appointed with some other paid women in Benin."

After a month stay I return to Nigeria when I return to Nigeria The first thing I did was drive to school, show off my car, now all the big girls wants to be my friend. Well , I didn't become friends with them because none of them wanted to be my friend when I had not become a big girl. I drove to Dave's office, I thank him, we had sex after our sex he gave me two contacts then he goes to sit on his office chair. " That business card belongs to the chairman of excil petroleum company chairman , he is interested in you , he wants you to be his sugar baby" he says. " wait a minute are you saying , the owner of Excil motors wants me to be his sugar baby? I asked in surprise with my eyes open.

He was right, I didn't know, or maybe I don't remember, but my nakedness is a testament that I had someone over, but then again, admitting to him now would be like throwing myself into the lion's den. I can't remember being with a woman last night, but then again I can't even remember getting drunk or naked last night, "What do you want?" I decided to ask instead. "To ask you what the fuck it is you're doing?" I walk back to the bed and take the bedsheet and wrap it around myself. "I am not doing anything Lare I've given up on trying to fight for a better day because there is no such thing anymore." Realising that I'm now covered up he turns to ask, "And giving up to you means sharing your c

she said. I knew she wouldn't give up without me giving her a proper explanation, so I told her the lie I had concocted after deciding to go to work today. "We were about to go on the honeymoon yesterday when my husband got an emergency call from the hospital telling him that the guy he did surgery on was having multiple seizures, so we decided to call it quits and have the honey moon here in Nigeria. And moreover, how many Nigerians go for their honeymoon outside the country?" ?She is not the first victim to fall for that lie; though, she's the fifth, and I believed more were on the way.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.