He entered the gym to find her working out with light weights. She was early today, he thought as he walked past her. He flashed her a smile. She didn’t smile back. She never smiled back. In the one week since he’d gotten back and starting working out at this gym, she’d been the only patron who wasn’t friendly. She always looked away as if the sight of him hurt her eyes.

But today was different. She didn’t look away. She didn’t ignore his existence. Instead, she gave him a slow once over… A deliberately slow, intrusive once over. Her eyes felt like hot stones searing his body as her gaze moved. He felt like a hare caught in the full glare of a car’s headlight at night. He didn’t know he had stopped breathing as her eyes moved over his body.

Osas knew he was good looking… better than the average Naija fine-boy. He had the height, the build and the face of an America movie heart-throb. His was a result of good genes, affluence and of course his Dominican Republic mother. He was a hot brother and he knew it. He actually took perverse pleasure in watching women flutter about in confusion whenever he was around. He was used to it and he loved it. Especially back here in Nigeria when he visited his parents and siblings for Christmas.

This year was different though. Osas was newly engaged to be married to the most amazing girl he’d ever met. She was beautiful, smart, respectful and from a good family. Best of all, she’d been a virgin when he’d met her and he had gleefully claimed her innocence and stamped the expertise of his phallus on her repeatedly till she could scarcely breathe without him. And since his engagement a few months back, he had been faithful. At first he’d thought it would be hard, but the moment he’d popped the question, ignoring other women had become surprisingly easy. He had vowed to be faithful to his bride-to-be and he was intent on keeping that vow.

He snapped out of his brief reverie to find her staring at him, holding his gaze boldly. She couldn’t be more than 22 and if he were to be truthful, she wasn’t the most beautiful babe on the block… But her body… That body… Was unnatural. Her figure was perfection and for the life of him, he couldn’t fathom why she was working out and working out hard! He winked at her and could have sworn that she actually smiled before turning away. With a satisfied smirk, he got on the treadmill and began the first phase of his daily workout and promptly pushing her out of his thoughts.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

She was almost beside her car when she sighed and turned around abruptly to pin him with a disapproving glare.

“Don’t follow me” she said in the smokiest voice he’d ever heard.

He felt his traitorous penis bob.

“I was just tryna get your attention…” He explained with his best ‘Charm your pants down’ smile.

She wasn’t swayed to crack a smile back. She just turned, walked up to her car and punched a small remote in her hand to unlock it.

“Fancy… I didn’t take you for a BMW kinda girl.” He continued, determined to make conversation despite her scowl.

“… And I didn’t take you for the kinda guy that would hit on girls at the gym” she replied, exasperated by his presence.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself Chica… I’m not hitting on you. I’m just being polite.” His tone was condescending.

She stopped, turned to him and smiled broadly. His eyes widened in surprise. Despite the lack of makeup and obvious beauty, she still managed to pull off a killer smile.

“Being polite, engaging in small talk and generally trying to tolerate people are not my strongest suits Papi… But if you’re gonna talk business, then that’s a different kettle of fish..” She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Oh…? And what business might you be into?” He asked her; the condescending smirk still firmly in place.

“I’m an escort… A very expensive escort. I don’t do discount and I’m not here to look for love or swoon at the feet of every good looking IJGB. If you know anyone that is in need of company and can afford to pay, tell ’em to gimme a buzz on this number… ” she handed him a black business card with the name and phone numbers written in red. ” …and ask for Neima. That’s N.E.I.M.A” .

He stared at her in shocked silence as she got into her car and drove off without another word. Then he looked at the business card. Outside the various phone numbers, the only things written on it was an email address and VELVET WHIP COM in bold letters. There was no contact address or area description.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The phone rings and Ming-Lee picks the call with a cheery voice.

“Hello…? VelvetWhipCom… Ming-Lee speaking, how may I help you? (Beat) Who? (Beat) Neima? (Beat) Could you please visit www.VelvetWhip.com before calling us back? Thank you!”

Ming-Lee hangs up and smiles.

“Newbies…” She scoffed before going back to the lingerie magazine that she’d been reading before the call came in.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The phone rings and Ming-Lee picks the call with a cheery voice.

“Hello…? VelvetWhipCom… Ming-Lee speaking, how may I help you? (Beat) Neima is available… Can I have your booking code? (Beat) Ok… Address and time…? (Beat) … Thank you sir. Miss Neima will be there at 9p.m.

Ming-Lee hangs up, smiles and dials a cell phone number.

“Hello Neima, you got a booking for 9 tonight. I’ll text you the address. (Beat) No P darling… Just be careful. He sounds like an entitled rich kid… You know how those ones are… (Beat) k! Goodluck darling.”

Ming-Lee hangs up and smiles.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Osas sat in the chilly hotel room, wondering if it was jazz. He’d just paid a 100k online for an escort… IN NIGERIA!!! And the girl wasn’t even fine. He’d been beating himself up for over an hour, wondering why he had paid that amount of money for someone that looked like a maid next to his fiancee. The same fiancee he’d vowed not to cheat on. He contemplated calling his cousin in Baltimore to report himself. His cousin was the only person he could trust with the info of his recent buffoonery but he stopped himself short. Eromosele, for all his codedness, would blackmail him till kingdom come for this.

“What possible kinda fuck does she wanna fuck me that I had to dash her pimp-handlers 100k? Will she turn to a bat and hang in the air to fuck me? Will she squirt diamonds? Will she have two vaginas? Even if she did, will I be able to fuck them both? Hey God! See jazz…. I should just call my father and confess. This cannot be ordinary. The highest Popsie will do is rake but I know the man has his own “kuvuki”… His own will clear this Neima’s own… But… That ass though… That body… Chai! 100k…”

Osas took a deep breath, got up and poured himself some brandy to make him relax. After a few minutes of silence and deep pondering, he dialed Eromosele’s number in Baltimore.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Neima stood in front of the room, totally transformed. She not only looked sexy in her yellow and black polka-dotted jumpsuit that hugged her body a little too perfectly. Her make-up was expertly done, giving her a soft elfin look, totally in contrast with her trade. When Osas opened the door, his jaw dropped. Neima’s lips lifted in amusement.

“Can I come in?” She asked politely. He nodded and ushered her in without a word, locking the door behind him.

She walked to the middle of the room and turned to him, her smile still in place.

“You seem a lot less chatty tonight Papi. Are you ok?” She asked him.

Osas cleared his throat and walked towards the small fridge by the corner of the room. He poured her a drink, using that brief moment to gather his scattered thoughts and pull himself together. He handed her the glass with a smile and chuckled as she eyed the drink suspiciously.

“Is this spiked?” She asked. He laughed out loud at that.

“Are you serious? You think I’d tell you if I spiked it? Come on…” He scoffed.

Neima downed the brandy in one gulp and handed the glass back to him.

“You seem more confident and condescending when you assume I’m stupid. And a few minutes back, you were gawking and speechless… Pretty much like an idiot. I hate idiots. I can’t deal with them. And the only way to stop you from acting like an idiot was to ask a stupid question. I knew that would bring out the cocky asshole in you.

Her response irritated him and they stood, sizing each other up like predators.

“So… How is this done?” He asked to kill the tense atmosphere.

“Some like to talk the night away. Some like to fuck the night away. Whatever rocks your boat.” She replied.

“Fine. We’ll fuck. I don’t wanna talk anyways.” He announced cockily.

Neima smiled and kicked off her shoes.

“Take off you shirt and pants… Please…” She said.

“You’re quite polite when you’re at work. Is that part of the rules?” He asked in a derogatory tone as he began to take off his shirt.

“No Papi… Like I said earlier, you obviously like girls being stupid and subservient. I’m only doing this to make you confident. A confident man usually has no problem getting an erection and sincerely, I’d rather suck your dick than listen to you.” She told him as she moved closer to help him unbuckle his belt and push down his pants.

“You speak really good english…” He commented as he stepped out of his trousers.

“I fuck really educated men Papi…” She told him with a grin. “Now lay on your belly, spread your arms out, relax and close your eyes. I’m gonna massage you so you don’t get cramps when you’re fucking.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Neima had stripped to her underwear… a flimsy piece of lace that looked too delicate to hold her heavy full breasts and big, rounded arse. Osas was lying on the bed, silent and anticipating the massage. The room was silent, save for the occasional whirr from the air conditioner. Neima selected a song from the playlist on her phone and put the song on repeat.

The song APOLOGIZE by ONE REPUBLIC started and sounded really loud in the room. Neima sat on his ass and the heat from between her thighs warmed his firm backside. Then with a tentative touch, she began to massage him. He tensed immediately her fingers touched his body but soon relaxed as she began to knead his back expertly. Starting from his neck she massaged and caressed him down to his shoulders, back and waist. He let out a sigh of satisfaction that made her smile to herself.

Then came the turn of his buttocks and legs. She massaged them with the same expertise she’d applied to his upper body, marveling at how taut and firm he was. She acknowledged that he was a beautiful human and knew that fucking him would be immensely pleasurable.

“Turn on your back Papi” she told him softly and watched him without expression as he did what she asked.

This time, she sat on his lower abdomen, but her soft buttocks rested on his pubis. Immediately, he felt stirring in his boxers and to mask his growing need, he stared at her, aiming to make her uncomfortable. She held his gaze while her fingers worked his neck, torso and arms. As her hands lowered down to his waist she saw his eyes narrow slightly. She smiled triumphantly and leaned down, letting her full breast touch his chest as she whispered in his ears…

“Relax Papi… Relax and enjoy. ”

She raised her head and he felt her breath fan his face. He stiffened as as her face hovered close to his.

“No mouth kisses…” He said gruffly.

“No mouth kisses. Got it!” She replied, amused.

Then she leaned towards him and kissed his forehead.
… And kissed his brows…
… And kissed the tip of his nose…
… And kissed both ear lobes, bitting them softly and making him jerk…
… And kissed the pulse point by his neck…

Then she descended lower.
… And kissed his chest, making sure her lips teased and grazed each of his nipples in turn till they stiffened…
… And she kissed his belly, sniffing his perfume that seemed to hug his skin jealously and raised her hips off of him to enable her go lower with her kisses…
… And kissed his belly button, dipping her tongue in it several times like a thrusting cock…

She heard him gasp and reach down to touch her hair… Which felt surprisingly soft to his touch. She could feel his muscles working as she dipped even lower still, hooking the band of his boxers with her teeth and pulling it down to expose his pubis. Osas raised himself up and pushed his boxers down, helping her gain access to his already bobbing dick.

From her position astride his knees, she grabbed his dick, stroked it gently while staring at him. He raised his head slightly, to watch her and was blessed with the sight of her mouth slowly covering the tip of his penis. Her mouth was warm and wet and the feel of it made him close his eyes and throw his head back on the pillow.

Neima sucked the tip hungrily, lapping up his precum like candy and taking more and more of him in. She sucked his dick, rolled her tongue around its length and was rewarded with a stiffness that was accompanied by veins.

“Fuck this!” He muttered as he grabbed her hair roughly and began to fuck her mouth.

She let him have his way for a bit then grabbed his hands to still him. Then she raised her head to smile at him. He didn’t smile back at her. All he wanted was to fuck her and fuck her roughly. Neima pushed both his legs up and leaned to kiss his balls… She felt him squirmed uncomfortably as she sucked the little bags. She could bet he was worried that she might mistakenly bite his scrotum and render him impotent. With a silent chuckle, she let his balls go and reached to grab his butt cheeks.

He raised his head to watch her as she part his buttocks with interest. She stared at him briefly before her face disappeared between his butt cheeks.

“Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!” He groaned as her mouth went to work.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

She pushed away from his buttocks, licking her lips and he sat up and grabbed her roughly, pushing the cups of her bra aside to expose her full mounds. As her breasts sprung out, three condoms fell out from the encasement she’d tucked them in. With an urgency he couldn’t mask, his mouth reached for one peaked nipple and began to suck on it while his other hand grabbed her full arse. She moaned softly in his ear and pushed her chest forward so he could feast more while rotating her hips slowly over his crotch. His engorged dick was between her thighs, rubbing on her lower lips through the lace of her panties. She reached down and rubbed the stiffness on her heated pussy.

“Take it off!” He ordered gruffly.

Neima got off him and pushed down her panties, stepping out of them and kicking them to a side. As she made to straddle him, she noticed that he had quickly slipped the condom on his now sporadically jerking penis. Osas grabbed her waist and pulled her down while pushing up his pelvis to meet her half way. He entered her and was pleased to hear her whimper a little as his dick dug in possessively.

“Fuck me Neima… Fuck me well and make tonight worth it!” He ordered.

She pushed him back till his head touched the pillow. Then she leaned forward and stuck a nipple in his mouth. As he began to suck, she began to fuck; riding him at the same pace as his sucking.

He sucked her hard, she fucked him hard.
He softened his assault on her nipple, she slowed down her pace and rode him.
He groaned with pleasure, she moaned out a soft sigh.
He pushed away from her nipple and grabbed her arse, squeezing them both as he watched her expression intently.
She rode him harder, her breasts bouncing and her arse making slapping noises with her thighs.
Feeling nearer his peak, he pulled out of her and made her change position. She was surprised when he made her assume missionary position.

With him hovering over her, she watched as he leaned to kiss her neck tenderly. A tremor ran through her as his mouth teased and kissed her down to her collarbone. Then he raised his head and stared into her eyes as he part her thighs. He reached to touch her wet opening and his thumb found her clit. He rubbed it in circular motion, his eyes never leaving her face for a second. Neima closed her eyes and moaned in response. She tried to close her thighs and trap his hand between them but he pushed them apart and continued to tickle and tease her clit till she opened her eyes wide, gasping. He knew what she wanted and he was already positioned to give it to her.

Pushing into her wet center, he began to pound furiously, needing to punish for for making him enjoy the moment… needing her to orgasm and turn into mush in his arm… and needing release for himself. She wrapped her legs around his waist, lifting her hips to meet his thrusting moves and matching his pace. His ears began to ring as he galloped towards the peak and heard her faint cry of ecstasy as she climaxed, bucking wildly while her fingers dug into his buttocks. His groans merged with her moans in the euphoria of their shared orgasm and since their meeting, their differences became a temporarily forgotten issue as they let the tidy of pleasure wash over their entwined bodies.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Osas is on the phone with Eromosele.

Osas: “I can’t say the sex was all that to be very honest. I wasted 100k on good sex. Not great, awesome sex… Just good. Thank God I’m not seeing her again. At least, I can boast of having had an escort.

Eromosele: All I’m hearing is that you paid ashawo 100k. If I told your arse that I was broke, you’d be bitching like a fuckboy. Get back here and you’re responsible for my groceries for a whole fucking month!

Osas: You can’t blackmail me dickhead. I’m your family…

Eromosele: *Snorts* Family don’t blow 100k on average sex while their cousin is between jobs and starving. I’m telling Uncle what you did. Say you owe me groceries and imma look the other way…

Osas hears a knock on the door and sighs.

Osas: Fuck you! I gotta run. I’ll call later…

He hangs up and goes to get the door. Neima steps in with a polite smile. He locks the door behind him and turns to her with a smile of his own.

“I didn’t think you’d come. At the gym, you were all bitchy as usual” He said.

“I was curious… I wanted to know why you had to see me again…” She replied.

“Aren’t you supposed to be working tonight?” He asked.

“Today’s my day off. Besides, its a part-time job so no biggie.”

“Won’t the company be mad that you’re visiting a client who didn’t pay in advance? He sounded surprised.

“Oh… You’ll pay. Not today… Not tomorrow… But you will pay.” She replied with a knowing smile.

“I’m leaving for Abuja tomorrow and from there, I’m off to my base. you’re not gonna see me again.” He said smugly.

She goes to him with a mischievous smile and begins to peel off her clothes slowly, watching his eyes follow her every movement. By the time she stood naked in front of him, his erection was poking at her belly button.

“In that case, I’m giving you goodbye sex for free…” She told him softly.

Sucking in a deep breath, he reached down to touch her wet pussy, gently parting the lips to slide two fingers between the soft folds. She gasped and grabbed his shoulders, parting her legs to allow him easy access.

Osas sighed and kissed her on the mouth… long and passionately, pulling her close till her body was crushed in his embrace. When he pull away, he stared intently at her.

“Since you work part-time… Can you take a trip outside Lagos?” He asked with sudden seriousness.

“Ticket… Time… Place…” She replied with a broad smile.

“We’ll discuss that after we’re done fucking…” He said before lifting her in his arms and taking her to bed.

THE END????

  1. eric says:

    wow…i gotta hand it to you dames this was awesome..its like another shade of you.. i’d give you an oscar if i had one..
    The pepper and mama ahbobo story was great ..but this one is something else..

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