My I.t Sexcapades - S01 E03

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My I.t Sexcapades - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

While I stared dumbfounded, I tried to analyze

how best to answer. No doubt my madam is

curvier and thickier around the waist but her

daughter is outrightly bustier, but I wouldn’t want

to please one and displease the other and I won’t

like to say they are both the same so I tried to

dodge the question. I immediately got up and like

in shock as I pointed forward with mouth agape.

They both turned quickly towards my stare.

Finding out nothing of interest they both turned

back and stared at me.

”Nneji what is it?” My madam asked.

”I saw a lady walking without head just now but

immediately you two turned she disapeared before

my very eyes…” I lied.

I noticed my madam giving me this ‘what is

wrong with you look?’ it was only her daughter

who seemed to be buying my story untill she

looked at her mum who knew I was joking.

”Nneji!” she screamed with wide eyes

‘You are a bad liar’ she added and I burst out

with laughter. We all burst into laughter at Ada

who was almost a victim.

Well that lightened the air of heated arguement

and they seem to have forgotten about the

question as My madam continued teasing Ada of

how fearful she can be. In my mind I was leaping

for joy when suddenly my madam turned and

said.

‘Nneji you have still not answered my question’

At that I felt my heart beat tripple.

As her mum asked that I noticed a glow on Ada’s

face as she added ‘Yess, Nneji answer’

‘O ma! the fact is this, like mother like daughter!’

I asnswered sarcastically.

That seem to have pleased my mum but Ada will

not burge as she interrupts the relative peace.

‘Like mother like daughter in the face and

character yess! But when it comes to this (She

heaved her b0s0m) I am bigger” She announced

and We both laughed at her. ‘Owk madam you’ve

won, but it was still from this (she heaves her

own b0s0m) that you sU-Ckled’ My madam

annouced.

These women kept heaving b0s0m up and down

in my front forgetting am a man with a weapon

between my legs. I felt my lash pole kick. Thank

God I always put on jeans.

Am not sure I have any collection of material

trousers sef. I decide to get myself distracted so I

announced my intentions of going to ride on the

Pirate ship. I excused myself and stood up. I

noticed Ada winking at me or was it the tricks of

the sunlight?

We left the park at 6pm after lots of fun.

I still sat at the back seat with Ada as we drove

home. Immediately we stepped into the car she

had pulled off her jacket again just as she did the

first time I entered the car, but this time around it

was obvious she wants me to stare as she keeps

Shrugging so that the melons keep making

plumpy movements. We chatted in low voices as

my madam seemed too tired to talk,but faced her

driving. The two kids were fast asleep just half

way through the journey.

Ada asked for my phone as she scroll through my

gallery, asking me questions about my artworks

at intervals. She got wowed at a particular pencil

portrait I did just last month and she draws

closer to me with so much excitement and I

noticed her b0s0m almost spilling out as her bra

showed visibly. She seem not to notice as she

pressed against me asking

‘Wow how did you do this?’

‘Who is this?’

‘you will draw me right?’

I wonder which she wants me to answer first.

I just kept smiling as I felt her b0s0m press

against me. My lash pole got infuriated and shoot

up. I tried removing my eyes but they kept

drooling over her spilling b0s0m on their own

accord. She seem to notice this as she adjust

and pulled up her tube and gave me a dirty smile

and continued scrolling. I just looked away.

I noticed my madam have been quiet all through

without saying anything and I wondered why. In

order to get her attention I asked her ‘Ma what is

the name of this road?’

‘Don’t tell me you don’t read Nneji’ She simply

answer.

‘No ma, just that I have not noticed any sign

post’ I said.

‘That’s because you have been talking since’ I

looked at her from the rear mirror and noticed she

wore an expressionless face as she talked. ‘Well,

this is Dutse lane’ after few minutes of silence.

She dropped me at Dutse junction and also gave

me a five hundred naira note to board a cab

home. I thanked her with so much joy as they

drove away. I waved Ada and I saw a naughty

smile on her face as she waved back.

A bus whose conductor was screaming ‘Bwari,

Bwari’ like a mad man being chase drove into my

front and I entered and sat at the back seat

because I will be droppings at the last bus stop. I

arrived safely and called my madam to tell her

I’ve arrived home She was happy with me as she

asked to to get some rest and prepare for work

the next day. I pulled my shirt and lay on my

matrass as I recalled the event of that day. I kept

seeing Ada’s b0s0m in my mental imagery, I

visualised what her Tip will be like. What a lovely

sight it will be to see that b0s0m bounce while

she rides me and how much m0an!ng she will let

out while I lash her with my lash pole. Then the

mental image of my madam’s fleshy butt flew in

but I quickly kicked it away (She is like a mother)

and focused on her daughter’s b0s0m. Imagining

all sort of things. I never knew when my hands

stroll down to my lash pole region and I was

rubbing through my boxers as it kept nodding

violently.

I can’t remember last I

fringed but rigt now I felt the need so I pushed

my hands through the elastic bands of my boxers

and felt the pr£cuum on the swollen head.

I spread the pr£cuum over the head and stroke

the whole length. It felt so good as I closed my

eyes and continued watching Ada’s boob dangle

in front of me.

I was jerked out of my reverie as my phone

started ringing. I quickly withdraw my hand as I

picked the phone. Staring at the screen I realized

it’s not a number I knew, so I adjusted my laying

position as I sat up.

I answered the phone and I heard a female’s

voice.

‘Hello Artist!’

I tried placing tha voice because it sounds very

familiar but I couldn’t so I decided to answer with

a business like voice. Note that as an artist am

used to getting calls from unknown numbers alot

as most people get it from a client so they can

contact me to do a work for them too.

‘Yeah hello goodevening’ I answered with my

professional voice.

‘it’s Ada, we just arrived home’

I was shocked and dumbfounded but cordinated

myself

‘O really how did u get my number?’ She just

laughed in reply

‘Hope you are now home’ she inquired.

‘Yeah, but how did…’

‘Alright then,this is. my number, talk with you

later’ she interrupted me and hung up.

This girl is bad. I couldn’t fringe anymore as I

kept wondering.

How did she get my number my people?

And what’s on her mind?

Somebody help.

As usual I need answers o!