A few days later, I came home from work to find that Hazel was not in. It was no surprise. Although we were in a relationship, we still had independent lives. She had her job, I had mine. She would sometimes go shopping on her way home, often with a friend from work. I thought that it wouldn’t be too long before she came through the door.
It had been almost two hours, though, and Hazel hadn’t returned. Then, a buzz on the house intercom … oh, she has lost her keys.
“Hello? Vee?” It was a female voice but not Hazel. This voice had an accent.
“Yes?”
“It’s me, Eteka. Do you remember me? I am a friend with Gift and Otto.”
My mind spent a few seconds to think. Yes, I remembered her. She was the girl who sat with me when Otto was fucking for Nigeria!
“Yes, I remember you. How are you?”
“Can I come in?” I pressed the button to give her entrance. Ah, I forgot to tell her to come upstairs! Idiot! No need, she knew where to go. I opened the door and welcomed her in. She opened her arms for an embrace.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“Gift told me to come and look after you.” I was puzzled. “She called your girlfriend to go out for a drink sometime they are out.” To me, that spoke volumes about what Hazel and Gift were probably doing that evening.
Eteka was nervous, I think in case I was angry. “OK,” I said and I offered her a drink. After a bit of small talk, she stood from the sofa.
“Vee, do you like me?”
“Oh, I think you are very pretty.” She was a stunning girl, much lighter-skinned than Gift. I remember her tight Afro hair style from before, but this evening she was wearing a shoulder-length wig, dark with some lighter streaks. A slim girl with a gorgeous figure. She was wearing a long dress of bright colours, the colours of nature and sunshine. She stood before me, as if she was waiting for a more positive response.
“Yes, you are beautiful, Eteka.” She crouched down to my seated position and leaned in to kiss me.
“How should I begin?” she whispered.
“Begin to what?” Without waiting for a reply, she stood up and unbuttoned her dress. It fell to the floor – she was totally naked under the dress!
“Do you want me to look after you tonight?” I was taken aback. What about Hazel? Once again, Eteka didn’t wait for me to speak. I couldn’t, as my mouth was suddenly dry. She leaned in again for another kiss, and then it was all I could do to keep my hands off her. I sat on my hands to resist the temptation, but Eteka started to undress me. A few buttons, then a kiss, a few more buttons and a deeper kiss. Soon, my shirt was off and Eteka took off my trousers, leaving me with only my pants, bulging out as she rubbed my cock.
“No, later,” she said, then went to her bag. In her hand was a medium-sized dildo. Not really a game for me but no, she took me to our bedroom and told me to sit on the chair. Then she bounced onto the bed and made herself comfortable.
“Shall I continue?” What a fucking tease! She spread her legs and ran the dildo along the inside of her thighs, pausing at her pussy before running it up her body, around her breasts and nipples. She was a well-practised tease, as she threw her head back in moans of pleasure as she went through her task.
“You’re very sexy,” I said. “How did you learn how to tease a man like that?”
“Hahahaha, do you think so? Gift teaches me everything, how to tease and please a man. And how to love myself. And even love another girl.”
WOW! What does she mean? Did she mean that Gift was running a school for sex? Fucking hell, WOW! While my head became full of innumerable images and situations, Eteka continued with her tease. And this was where she got really sexy! She took the dildo in her mouth and licked and sucked as if she was sucking a live cock. Mine, soon, I hoped.
With each stroke of dildo going into her mouth, she was using her other hand to finger herself, her fingers finding her pussy lips beneath her tightly-curled pubic hair. The dildo was beginning to get very wet, with strings of Eteka’s saliva attached to her beautiful thick lips.
Her other hand left her pussy and moved to her breasts. She ran the dildo down to her cleavage, rubbing it up and down, leaving a wet track between her tits. The dildo returned to her mouth for more saliva for her nipples, every move punctuated with a toss of her head and moans of pleasure. It was getting more than I could stand and I was busting out my pants!
Eteka shuffled down on the bed and brought the dildo to her pussy. She was still in need of saliva and sucked her fingers before putting them inside. Once she felt she was wet enough, her fingers created a path for the dildo. She rubbed it slowly along her pussy lips and gently pushed it inside.
“Oooh, yes, mmmm.” She was definitely wet enough. She made gentle strokes with the dildo, but her moans were getting more breathy. She went faster, she got more breathless, faster still, more audible moans, faster again and the girl was starting to scream. Her head was rolling side to side on the pillows, and her hand was driving the dildo fast in and out of her pussy. Finally, she screamed at the top of her voice, shouting Nigerian fuck, fuck, fucks as her back arched in her orgasm!
FUCKING HELL!! This young girl had just wanked herself silly in front of pretty-much a total stranger, just to prove that she could love herself. And, of course, please a man. Well, she nearly didn’t have the chance. I was so turned on at her display that I was ready to erupt! She was so lost in her own pleasure, she seemed to have forgotten that I was in the room. After a few moments though, she realised that I was still sitting on the chair!
Eteka beckoned to come to bed. I was still wearing my pants; there was a spot of pre-cum on them but she opened her mouth wide to take in my covered cock. Her tongue targeted the spot of pre-cum, but as her mouth surrounded my shaft, I pumped my all inside my pants! Her head jerked back at the throbbing mess that I had made but she looked at me and smiled.
“Oh,Vee, that was amazing! I didn’t even have to take off your underwear and you have come for me!”
“Oh, yes, Eteka. You are very beautiful and sexy and you have come for me as well! You were fantastic!” She stripped off my pants and wanked me for a while, rubbing my spunk all around my cock and balls and even my stomach. So, so relaxing, a real massage! Of course, she licked at my skin and sucked me for a clean-up. What a beautiful evening!
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We lay together for a while, just talking. How I came to be in London, how Hazel and I had got together, jobs, places we had been, things we’d done.
I asked her how did she come to be in London and what was Gift teaching her.
“Actually, Gift and Otto are my parents.” Straightaway, I was intrigued. “Well, not my real parents. They adopted me when my mother died. I don’t know my father. I was told he was an American soldier at a military base near Lagos. I think he must have been white so I am a different colour to Gift. Oh, this is so difficult to explain.” Eteka paused to compose herself. I was eager to learn more about this gorgeous young girl.
“So,” I said, thinking that this could become uncomfortable, “how old are you?”
“Seventeen.” I caught my breath! Seventeen? Gift must have been an amazing teacher. So much confidence in her flirting and seduction … WOW! I know that I had only just turned twenty-one but, just over two years ago, I was a virgin.
Eteka continued. “When I was a child, there was a war in Nigeria. As I said, they said my father was an American soldier. I don’t know if he was in the war but I never saw him. My mother was killed in an explosion at a factory where she worked. So I was seven years old. I had nobody to look after me. But Gift knew my mother and took me in. She was already married to Otto so we were a family.”
“Oh my goodness, Eteka. That is so hard. So, so difficult.” I held her in sympathy, almost as a protection of this beautiful orphan girl. “I remember hearing about the war on the TV news when I was ten. I went away to boarding school and one of my classmates there was a refugee from that war. His father was a tribal chief.”
Suddenly, Eteka brightened up. She was with somebody who had a little knowledge of the type of upbringing she must have had and her background. “OK, so you know someone from Nigeria?”
“I lost contact with all my school friends when I left school.”
Eteka began again. “Gift told me that the government wanted to move away from old fashioned tribes and become more modern. But Otto’s father has tried to stay old fashioned. Otto is actually a prince in our tribe but now, we call it a community. As Otto’s wife, Gift has to look after the girls in our community and, as we grow up, she teaches us all to look after ourselves with hair and beauty so that we will be attractive to the men in the community.”
I was fascinated. This was so different to the free life that we experienced in London but I was sure that there were parts of the UK where males and females were governed by these sorts of rules.
“When I am a proven woman, I will go back to Nigeria to become a wife. The problem at the moment is the health of Otto’s father so Gift doesn’t know what is happening.”
What a tale of a different life from another part of the world.
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After what Eteka had told me, we lay together and, just when I was beginning to doze off, she started to gently stroke my cock. I let out a satisfied moan.
“Vee, I need to continue my education …” Well, I wasn’t going to stop her. She certainly had been taught well by Gift on how to please a man. It did make me wonder about the whole issue as for what Gift was training Eteka and the other girls. Oh yes, there were other girls that we met that evening at their “community” house.
“So, how do you er, graduate to be a proven woman, Eteka?”
“Well, Gift will teach me more about pleasure … other men and the other girls. When she thinks we are ready, we face a test to prove ourselves to our prince, Otto. He is such a good man.”
“You mean, Gift will allow you to fuck her husband?”
“Oh yes, it is our ultimate test. We must make love to Otto to prove that we are ready to marry a man who is a senior person in our community. “
My head was full of what she had already done this evening, what she had told me about this sex education and what she was required to do to complete it. WOW! I could picture the love-making between the girls. After all, I had already seen it with my own eyes, between Hazel and Gift. Was Gift already “training” Hazel to a level of sex so that she could marry a senior man in Otto’s community?
The thought made me feel compromised in the whole situation. But the attention of Eteka on my body was turning my mind away from that and I found myself giving away to the delights of this seventeen-year-old beauty.
She had been stroking my cock for a while as we spoke and, each time she mentioned a task in her training, my cock twitched towards a stronger erection. Her fingertips were stroking up the top side of my shaft, her fingernails scratching softly down the underside. Oh, it was heaven! At one point when she reached the end of my shaft, she ran her fingertips back down and half-exposed my head. Her fingernails scratched down to half-expose the underside of my head. After a couple of goes at her technique, my head had been totally exposed. And she could feel the edge in her hand. She went down for a closer look.
“Oh, Vee, you are beautiful and strong! Let me taste you.” And she repeated her technique, this time, with her tongue, licking along the top side of my shaft, then licking the underside. I didn’t feel her hands working on me, just her tongue and eventually, her mouth. She was exquisite! Her hands came to my mouth.
“Suck my fingers.” It was clear that she had been fingering herself. She gave my cock a last suck, squeezed me at the base of my shaft, and rolled over on to her back.
“Vee, fuck me now!” As always, I did what I was told. But first, I had to taste that pussy. I put my hands under her ass to lift her hips. My tongue wallowed in her wetness, and I licked her slit from perineum to clitoris. Eteka gave out a little squeal of pleasure. I took her ankles and lifted them to give my rock-hard cock full access to her. She was so wet that I had no trouble plunging my cock deep inside her. She caught her breath and we settled into a rhythm. I rode her for a few minutes but she had turned me on so, so much that I exploded inside her, pumping my cock as much as my strength would allow. She moaned and groaned as I worked her, grunting my energy as I fucked her as long as I could.
I grabbed at Eteka’s ass so that we could turn over so she was on top. She instinctively knew what I was doing and she was sitting on my cock. I just wanted to see her young firm tits sway in front of my eyes.
“Mmmmmm, that was hot!” Hazel and Gift were standing at the bedroom door, watching Eteka proving that she was, indeed, a woman! Gift moved to the bed and pulled Eteka off me.
Gift said, “Hazel, she’s all yours!” Hazel needed no further invitation. And neither did Gift. As Hazel was licking my spunk from Eteka’s pussy, Gift was giving me a clean-up for the ages. Really, I hadn’t heard the key in the door and it was a bit of a shock when I heard Hazel’s voice.
I had already cum in my pants before I had recovered to fuck Eteka so, after Gift’s expert clean-up, I was of no use to anyone. Which left the field open for the ladies to enjoy each other … once again, I was just happy to be the spectator.
Hazel had finished her feast of Eteka’s pussy and Gift moved her out of the way to get her fix of the young girl. Hazel was undressing Gift and had got her naked before taking off her panties and climbing across Eteka’s face. Hazel said to Gift to switch around and finally, the three fell on their sides to form the perfect triangle. What a gorgeous sight!
Hazel was riding Eteka while she was kissing at Gift’s pussy, Gift taking care of Eteka’s soaking gash. There was lots of moaning and satisfied sounds and, despite my earlier exertions, I was beginning to feel the urge. But I didn’t want to interrupt the beauty and passion of three girls making love to each other. So I sat on the chair I had occupied before and stroked myself to a small frenzy, pumping a small amount of spunk onto my stomach. That was enough for me.
The girls switched around to lick a different pussy … it was such a beautiful sight!
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After such a pleasurable evening, Gift and Eteka got up to dress.
“I only came here to take Eteka home,” said Gift, with a chuckle. “Vee, be honest. How was my girl?”
“Honestly, she was fucking amazing! I am totally worn out!”
“Yes, she is special, isn’t she? I think she may be ready,” she said, with a sense of pride.
They both looked gorgeous and, as they got ready to leave, there were lots of kisses and hugs.
“See you lovely ladies again, yes?”
“I’m sure we will be together very soon,” said Gift … and, with that, they were gone.
PHEW!