Tales By The Brothel - S01 E30

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Tales By The Brothel - S01 E30

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 30

I fkd her pu$$y aggressively for about 20minutes before I ejaculated my load inside her as her pu$$ywall contracted round my d!ck.

The pleasure I felt was out of this world as her pu$$y gripped my d!ck alternately as I ejaculated.

The absence of c0nd0m further accentuated the pleasure coupled with the cool 5million naira patiently waiting for me to complete my deal.

I lay on top of her panting from exhaustion.

“You’re too sweet baby,” she said cuddling me to her bosom.

“You too dear,” I gasped breathlessly.

I slept off some minutes afterwards still lying on top of her.

Around past twelve in the night, I felt a hand gliding languidly over my bumbum and I woke up to discover that she was still wide awake and looking very much h---y.

“I want you baby,” she whispered into my ear.

The words alone sent signals to my sleeping d!ck and it started rising instantly.

Without waiting for my d!ck to rise fully, I plunged into the woman’s wet pu$$y and our second round began.

This time I lasted very much longer for about 45minutes before I poured my load inside her.

After that we both did two more rounds before both of us became totally exhausted and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning she wrote a cheque of 5million naira and handed it to me.

“Thank you so much ma,” I greeted expressing my joy and gratitude.

“Please address me as baby not ma,” she pointed out. “Stop making me feel like I’m 90,” she corrected.

“I’m sorry ma… I mean baby,” I stammered in confusion.

“I’m your baby ok?”

I nodded my head in affirmation and we both went into the bathroom to have our bath during which we had another round of bathroom s€x.

After that we came out and dried our body and dressed up.

“I guess I’m gonna go first,” I told her as she applied makeup.

“Its alright,” she replied. “Thanks for making me feel like a woman,” she added.

“You’re welcome baby,” I replied and left.

I headed straight to the bank to cash the cheque and had the money transferred into my account. Then I drove to the barracks to prepare for the day’s work.

I had barely gotten to the barrack when my phone started ringing and it was the senator’s wife calling.

“Hello,” I answered.

“Please if my husband calls you, tell him that you escorted me to a seminar, tell him that you escorted me to a seminar, you hear, to a seminar, you hear,” the woman panicked throwing me off balance.

“I don’t understand,” I told her right away. “How do you mean?” I asked her.

“My husband’s secretary spotted us at the hotel and reported to my husband that she saw a young man come out of my hotel room so I just want you to help me cover my tracks,” she explained.

“Ok no problem,” I replied. “I will do as you said,” I assured and dropped the call.

Mr. Senator called me immediately after I dropped madam senator’s call and asked me who I was and what I was doing with his wife in a hotel.

How Mr. Senator got my number I couldn’t tell.

“I am Lieutenant colonel Onose,” I told him. “Your wife hired me to escort her to a seminar organised by Nigerian Widows Association at Filban hotel,” I explained. “That’s all sir,” I concluded.

“That’s all?” He asked to confirm whether I was speaking the truth or not.

“That was all sir,” I replied and that ended the case…