September 27, 2020 at 3:17 pm #1411795ValentineAdmin
One day, Dad and Mom traveled to the village. I thought I was home alone. I felt my Step brother either went grocery shopping or was at his friend’s house, I was super turned on, so I started playing with myself in the shower a bit and wanted to continue in my bed. I was laying stark naked with no clothes on and started touching myself. I was getting pretty into it, being a bit louder than usual because I thought I was home alone when I suddenly looked over and see my Step brother watching me through the crack at my bedroom door. What an Embarrassment!
Ekaette: What the f**ck are you doing John?
John: Errrrmmm… sorry, I forgot my pencil, I mean Eraser, sorry I mean Spoon. Did you by any chance see it? He summoned courage by asking
Menh… but to be frank, I was h---y as hell. And I couldn’t stop thinking about how embarrassing it is that my brother saw me masturbating. But I was still turned on by it. I was now fantasizing about putting myself in a position to where he would find me doing it again. And maybe this time initiating something with him.
The Story of my Life, My Confession as a Nymph is a compilation of episodes packed with autobiographical anecdotes. I remember when I was really young, 14, I feel very inappropriate about what happened between me and John before he stopped sleeping with me. I really got into looking at the p--n he was watching.
John: Hey! What are you doing in my room? Leave now before I have these eyes opened. He threatened.
Me: What are you doing John? Trust me, I’m gonna tell it to the parents.
He left it alone after i fired back. I would then watch it and purposely let him catch me fingering myself.
One day, John and I were home alone while dad went duck hunting. I was really h---y and felt that this was the time, at 14 I was going to lose my virginity. I left my door ajar and knelt near the edge of my bed with my face down, and hand between my legs, my cookie and ass was in direct view of the door. I moaned knowing he could hear me across the hall where he shared a room with the parents.
Me: Ohhhhh yeeaaahhh! I love it …. Haaaaaaaa yyeeaaaahhh! That was an uncontrollably sound that i couldn’t help out
When I heard him move I got really wet with anticipation. I knew he was quietly watching, blood was rushing to his JT while he tried to rub himself in silence. And then I shouted,
Me: John… please helpppppp me.”
John shocked as he heard me shouting his name. He was scared and unsure, but I told him to come, shouted his name again… “help me Johnnnn”.
He knelt behind me and took me with his mouth and fingers and with a flip I was on my back and he was fully inside me, riding me, bringing me to ecstasy. He came inside of me and we laid there and then he started to panic. I reassured him that I had the birth control implant since our dad arranged for me to go with a friend as he knew I would probably lose my virginity early.
John and I made love so many times that week that I lost count. He would talk about guilt almost every time, but I showed him all the incest sites I could find and let him know that this is something I really wanted. After visiting so many sites, he started to get turned on by all those who were into the taboo. He became comfortable and shame free.
One day I asked John if I could talk to him about anything and that he would love and support me. He said yes. I then told him,
Me: “I think I’m a nymph.”
He was silent. One day, I asked him to look at me as I stood up. I told him I was a nudist deep in my heart and that the human body is beautiful,
Me: “Can I just be myself?”
John: Yes, he said.
I took off my shirt. I asked,
Me: “Am I beautiful?”
John: Yes! He whimpered,
Me: Are my brea,sts too small? I asked further
John: No, he managed to say.. “but they’ll grow.”
I took off my bottoms and I think he stopped breathing.
John: Not again Ekaette. We are Siblings
Me: You know, some taboos are illogical. I can’t get pregnant with this implant. Besides we are not real Siblings but steps. I got real close to him to show him and whispered Step-Sibling love is quiet common, but rarely talked about.
Me: In countries like Japan it is pretty common to keep it in the family until you move out or get married.
And with that, I put his hand between my legs, followed by guiding his c--k within me. He trembled like a young white Arabian stallion, fearful and delighted all at once. He pulled out, streams of c-m linked between him and me still spilling out of him.
I was ready for real action, dragged him to his bedroom. I crawled across his bed and moved over him, s-------d his thighs with mine and sunk his large thick slightly black JT deep within my pink folds. I rode him absolving him from any initiation. This was my choice! I rode him thinking of all those times I was pressed to satisfy my feelings. I rode him with downward thrusts filling me, and in back and forth grinds. He could pretend no longer, his hands grip my waist and began to guide me and bounce me as he trusted up repeatedly with increasing rapidity. His eyes staring into mine and with his body glistening with beads of sweat. Suddenly he expertly maneuvered one of my legs under one of his and had me in a jack-knife type position bringing me to even greater pounding and ecstasy. We both are now partially sitting and supporting ourselves with our feet and thighs and knees, we are kissing and thrusting. Never had I been so passionately been made love to or so deeply f----d.
In Unison, we reached o----m with primal grunts, gasps, and shivers. We just stayed connected our breathing and kissing passionate, slowly recovering from the intensity. Finally, we collapse, our thighs separating and his juices spilling from inside me. There I lay in his arms, happy, guilt free, and feeling complete.
My Alarm clock rang at 5:30am. I had so much sex with John the previous night. I did not feel like waking up. I stretched out my hand and put off the alarm. I wasn’t sure, couldn’t recollect how I got back to my room after the great night with John.
Me: “I will sleep for jus fifteen more minutes”, I said to myself.
By the time I opened my eyes again, It was nearly 7:30am
Me: “Oh gosh!” I exclaimed. I will be late for work today
I work for one of the leading Bank Companies in Lagos at the HR Department. If I did not get out of bed and into the shower, then I risked being late for work. I jumped out of bed and brushed my teeth. That took about 15 minutes. While I was having a shower, I decided to perform my morning ritual – mastulbation. Nothing was going to stop me from doing that even though I risked being late. A good o----m first thing in the morning meant a good start of the day for me.
I increased the power of the shower and brought the showerhead closer to my c--t. A combination of the pressure of the water against my cl!t and massaging by my fingers quickly brought me to a very nice o----m. Once I had gotten that out of the way, I finished having my shower and left for my daily work.
Me: Morning Boss! I said as I stepped into the office.
Richard: You are late again Ms Ekaette, my Boss said I as walked away to take my usual seat at the cubicle.
Me: I’m so sorry Sir, I will do my best not to be late again.
Richard: Can you please see me in my office now
Question: Would you consider love between Ekaette and John a Sweet taboo? What does Richard has in place for Ekaette by calling her into the office?September 27, 2020 at 5:17 pm #1411832Itz ReindyMember
September 27, 2020 at 8:46 pm #1411853DoncentmanMember
hmmmm ride onSeptember 27, 2020 at 10:13 pm #1411869ThecomelyMember
Hmmmm wat da f--k.September 28, 2020 at 12:42 am #1411888Daniel EdemMember
seatedSeptember 28, 2020 at 8:57 am #1411904ValentineAdmin
Ekaette episode 2
Rich: Morning Ekaette, you look gorgeous today
Me: Thank you Rich. I hope you are good. I answered but sober
Rich: Yes I am. Thank you for asking. Would you care to join me for dinner tonight at the restaurant across the road or far away from here? I heard a voice ask. The voice was unmistakable. It was Rich’s voice asking me for dinner instead of scolding me coming late to work.
Me: Did you just ask me out on a date? I pretended as if I’m not interested. I wasn’t sure if it was going to be work related or not. After I asked him that question, the look in his eyes immediately told me exactly what his intentions were.
Rich: Sure, I did ask you out in a date. Rich said in a raised tone.
I was quite embarrassed. I looked around me to see there were any colleagues in earshot. If I did eventually get a promotion at work, I did not want anyone to know that I got the promotion by sleeping with the boss.
Rich: Why don’t you accept my advances? If you are promoted today, you would enjoy a higher salary, and I believe you desperately need this
Truly, I desperately need this as I was trying to save up to put down a deposit on my own house in Lekki.
Me: I will go to dinner with you Rich, I said to him in a near whisper.
His name was Richard Bozo but he asked everyone at the office to call him Rich. Richard was a very dictatorial boss. Everyone feared him. Well perhaps he was not feared by the colleagues that he had f----d. Rich certainly liked the ladies and he had probably fvcked more than half of the female staff at work.
This is how I joined his company. Richard Bozo is the Managing director of our Organization. I wouldn’t want any sexual relationship with him because he’s married with 3 kids. Despite the fact I’m a Nymph does not mean I was attracted to him in one way or the other.
I joined his organization in 2006 when he with some other team came to deliver a speech to my NYSC camp. I approached Richard to ask few questions about his organization. I made him understand I was looking for a job in the HR department. We decided to grab a table sit down and continue the conversation. He made me to understand he had a position available that was right up my alley.
I sat down, and then he took the chair right next to me on the same side of the four-seater table. I found it a bit strange, but I continued on with our conversation, which soon turned to the position he was trying to fill. I was so lucky to get the job at the time.
As Richard was giving me his business card, he flipped it over and wrote his home address. Then, he invited me over on the weekend. An offer that disoriented me so much I couldn’t even speak. A few minutes later, as we were leaving, I went to shake his hand, he ignored me and kissed me on the top of my head. We parted ways and I left. I was hurt and annoyed.
Me: Why did he push the boundaries so far and use the guise of a job offering in order to slip inappropriate actions. I said to myself
To cut long story short, I joined his organization. I became Richard’s Personal Assistant at the HR Department. I thought he was a great boss, patiently teaching me what I needed to know and making sure I didn’t miss my meals. He seemed to care a lot about me and never raised his voice. I thought I was the luckiest employee in the world until he started making se_xual advances towards me.
The only issue I have was that I was always being passed over for promotion at Richard’s desk and I was pretty upset about that. It seemed that the only women who got promoted were those who had slept with Rich at one time or the other. After a while, I came to realize that was the only way I was going to be promoted, and enjoy the resulting benefits of being in a higher position at the company.
We got to Lagos African Cuisines in VI far away from our working environment. Many things ran through my mind as we sat. We sat at a table at the cheesy hotel in VI when I eventually took the stage. Rich got hypnotized immediately the way I swayed my hips and puckered up those dark pink lips of mine. I was fleshy in all the right places, It was the way I moved that really got him. We had our dinner and enjoyed the drinks together.
Finally, around 10pm, Rich led me upstairs by the hand. we headed to a back room, got a clean one. I sat on the bed waiting for Rich to act first. He offered to buy more drinks for us getting tipsy before the real action began
Rich: What drink do you care for?
Me: I’d love a vodka
Within few minutes, we were served as requested. I gulped down the drink within few secs. I was tipsy and ready. We got naked, Rich was kissing every inch of my beautiful, voluptuous, tanned body. My hair was long, sleek and soft and my nipples were hard and look beautiful like these perfect little raisins begging for suckling.
My cookie was yearning for a good f--k. I could not suppress my sexual desires anymore. I had to act. I had to do something to satisfy myself. I felt that I had to have an o----m otherwise I would go crazy. I finally concluded that I had to let Rich know exactly how I felt at that moment.
Me: Why don’t we f--k each other senseless? Rich nearly fell off the bed, He certainly wasn’t expecting me to ask him for s:ex that way
Rich: I’m not sure I heard you right?
Me: You heard me right Rich. I fired at him
Rich reached for my pant, turned me around and made me bend down over the bed. We did not use a condom, which was a stupid thing to do. I pulled down my panties after he raised my skirt. As soon as my panties were around my ankles, I felt his JT deep inside my cookie. He fvcked me until he ejaculated a couple minutes later.
Me: That was a great fvck. I told Rich after we had s:ex and putting on our clothes.
Rich: You are right. We should do this again sometime. He added. Since then all I could think of was rich until I resigned from the company for a better offer
I am now living on my own. No more with the parents. It’s been over a month since I decided I want to go celibate. No man but me ONLY. I was preparing a lunch on a bright Saturday afternoon when I looked out of the kitchen window. My Muscular Yoruba Gardener, Kabiru was working out outside. He was planting the new flowers that I had bought the previous day.
I could not help but notice how se:xy he was. I was getting fvcking h---y and the fact that I had not had sex for that month did not help matters. I had never had a real boyfriend. The only one I was putting on with was JOHN my step-brother but he stopped sleeping with me due to conscience disturbing his feelings.
Kabiru, my newly hired gardener, was married, just like most of the men that I had slept with in the past. I knew that he was married when I was hiring him. That was perhaps one of the reasons why I chose to hire him over the four or five other applicants who I interviewed in my living room a few days previously. But I was able to control myself
Me: hell “NO” I’m not going to do that. I won’t sleep with my gardener. NevER!!! I challenged myself.
I heard a knock at the door. I opened. Lo & Behold, that was Kabiru standing before me at the entrance door. He came for his usual Lunch Box as part of agreement we had when he was recruited. I will be providing him free Lunch and Dinner but he would be taking care of his Breakfast except Saturdays and Sundays due to work.
Me: You must be thirsty and hungry Kabiru? I said to him. Why don’t you come inside and have something to eat and drink
Kabiru: Errrrmmm… I don’t feel comfortable sitting here ma’am. I would prefer taking my lunch box to the BQ where I stay
Questions: Do you think Ekaette would stoop so low sleeping with her gardener?September 28, 2020 at 1:26 pm #1411968DoncentmanMember
hmmm Conji is no respecter of anyone… I just she wont feel to h---ySeptember 28, 2020 at 1:43 pm #1411982timsonMember
Bring it on