Family Love Affairs
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The thought of calling Oko for phone sex came to her head but dismissed the idea. On a few occasions, Jeremy was still living with her; he had come knocking while in her daughter’s room to find out if everything was ok every time she wasn’t in bed with him. Many times lately, she just wanted to get away from Jeremy and be in her own little world in peace and solitude. All Precious could do was wrap herself with the bed cover, left her finger in her pussy, and drifted to sleep. Within minutes, she found herself dialing Oko. Oko was unable to sleep as well. He picked up the phone at first ring: Hello, Prie… Her phone conversation went like this: My darling: I’m sorry if I woke you up. I know its past midnight. I still can't sleep. My mind keeps flashing back to all the love and erotic poems you wrote. The sketch of you ridding me from behind was so memorable that I can feel your manhood in me, even now. Do you really mean everything you said in those lovely poems and letters? Do you really long for me that much or was it just another way to get me in your cold and lonely bed? How deep and true are your words? Do tell me my darling because I really want to know. It's so cold tonight and I need you to keep me warm. My blanket is not warm enough to replace your usual perfect body temperature. My heart beats for you through your letters. I'm going to read them all over again tonight. They are now scattered on my bed like rose petals. I want to feel you through them again, again, and again. I want to make love to them. How much do you need me dear? Do you really need me like the air you breathe? Do you really want to see the stars dazzle in my eyes? Do you really want to fill my fountain with your endless stream of love? Do you want to fly with me to the heavens? Do you really want to climb to the peak of Mount Kilimanjaro with me? Do you really want to play with me in the meadow? Do you really want to travel down my milky way? Please, answer me, my love with your sultry big succulent chocolate black lips… Oh honey... If you really meant every word you said in those poems, then I'm all yours! You can have me anytime and anywhere: at sunset, at sunrise, at midnight, in the garden, at the park, in my bedroom, in your bedroom, at my balcony, and in my kitchen. Yes, in my kitchen most especially. Do me in my shower, at the beach, and even on a cliff. My darling, I’m all yours now. Do me as your heart desires. Lift up my legs and see the wetness within. Spread wide legs and see how erect my clit is. Shit, do you feel it? I’m sure it can cut a concrete. Hold on to the ice bag, you will need to cool it down. Don’t you want me Oko? I want you then. Oko, don’t you want to do me…? Oh gosh! Just the thought of you is making me wet. Let me slip off this lingerie. I want to feel you lying close to me. Oh, I can see the desire in your eyes. Do you like what you see, huh? All you see now can all be yours if you promise to behave. Yes dear, if you behave like a soft and passionate lover, I’ll give you all. I’ll give you all of me. I'm like a cougar in heat and I want it all hot, steaming, and aggressive. Oko, I can’t wait any longer, please do me. Can you handle it? Can you handle me as I like it? Well, if you can, then don't just stand there and stare at me. Come over and work me all over. Come over and do me. My legs are eagle spread, giving you a better view of my pussy. Be on your knees and inspect it, Dr. Observer. Oh, I can see you smacking your big lips. You want to taste me right? My clit is already throbbing and my pussy is over pouring with juices for you. It’s your juice now, I promise you. Yes, dip a finger in me and scoop it. Hmmm..., and you love that, huh? I can tell from the way you arouse me to the core. Just the way I like it. Aha... That's it baby, taste me some more... Dip your other fingers into me and have a real taste of my honeycomb. You will never find any better than this. I’m made just for a lover like you. Yes baby, do me faster. Come on, don't stop. Dip your finger inside me again. Yes, just like that. There is a reservoir somewhere down there. Don't you want more? Go faster baby, deep, deep, deeper, and deeper. Stroke me now baby; stroke my clit till you’re soaked with my pussy juice. Place your wet fingers in my mouth. I want to taste me…Let’s taste it together… Yes baby, that's it, hmmm...I love the feeling baby...hmmm... wait, wait, and don’t make me come yet. Just tease me a little bit. Go ahead; lead me slowly to the tip of the iceberg. Oh no! You’re such a bad man...My real bad man... You got your two fingers stuck in there without telling me. Do you like the way I gyrate my pussy against your fingers? Tell me. Oh, sweet Moses, see what you’re doing to me. I'm bucking wildly now while you’re finger fucking me. My clit is all red, swollen, and my juice keeps spurting all over your hand. Let me lick it…Please! Oh yes... Oh yes... Oh yes... That's it baby. Now lick me, savor the taste of my juice. Shit, see how sweet it is. I know... Just keep licking it. Use your tongue to capture my clit, bite it a little, lap it, and make loud slurps on it. Oh no... You didn't just do that. Oh, I got a mean and hungry horny lover. How could you tongue and finger fuck me at the same time so perfectly? Now, you’re stroking my G-spot. Slow down, Oko. Just like that… Yes, yes, yes… My baby, you’re out of this world. You’re doing things I never imagined. Oh no.... Just hold on a minute. Please, just wait a moment…wait…wait…shit, wait a minute, damn it…Fuck, hold on a minute... I can’t breath. I need my inhaler. Oko, please wait. Just wait a minute…gracious Lord, I can’t breathe…shit, don’t stop. Please, don’t. Oh gosh!!! I'm at the brink of climax... Come on baby, fuck me, lick me... Finger me... Yes… Yes, just like that... Yes, my goodness, yes, yes…Oko…Oko…Oko...Oh....Okoooo....Okoooo. After a brief break, Precious recovered and resumed the best sexual encounter of her life: I don't want to be a selfish lover. I know you want to satisfy me, but baby, I want you to feel you too. Now lie back and let me take real good care of you. Oh, your dick is so hard. I can see the wrinkles all over your phallus. It seems like you’re getting ready to explode. Don't worry; I'm going to take real good care of you tonight. Hmmm... I'm licking your precum. Quite a river you got. Let me taste you. Should I baby? Oh, you’re so filled with lust and desire that you can't even speak. Ha, ha, ha, ha darling...you’re just speechless...that is how I want you to be tonight... Let me get back to work... I'm working my tongue all over your phallus. I'm licking, sucking, kissing, slurping, ooooh... You’re getting harder every second. I'm tugging at your balls now. Nibbling it gently, rolling it with my tongue. I can hear you shiver; yeah baby....I'm going to make you feel like my "Jewel of the Nile." Just hang on. No Oko, don’t come yet. You can’t come yet… I'm giving you a BJ while licking your balls. Damn it my love... you taste so good with your precum. Moan for me baby... Tell me how good I'm making you feel....you like it huh...? You’re going to love this better than usual. I have saved for the night a bucket of ice. You will love the thrill by the time I use it on you. Just give me a minute...What did you say? You brought some whip cream too? Aren't you such a naughty big daddy? Let's do 69 then. I'm lying on top of you now with my legs spread open on your face. I am giving you a beautiful view of my pussy. Your penis is at attention to my face, and ready for my devouring. Here come my juices my darling. I'm rubbing the tip of your dick with an ice cube while you’re ins
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Who’s to say which person is right for us to love? Is it up to man, woman, religion, culture, or tradition alone? Can we, with a clear conscience declare, “Love and sexual expressions must be promulgated solely on the archaic norm of the society”? Family Love Affairs offers possible answers, in a story about the struggles by all mankind everywhere, to search for true love, and their eff orts to understand it.
As a sequel to Family Affairs, this novel tells a tale of sexual liberation, passion, regrets, rejections, forgiveness, betrayal, and the pursuit of love as defined by individuals, with a taste of American point of view and African tradition and culture as a backdrop.
Bishop Shackles is a popular and beloved clergyman who must finally make a choice: whether to obey the doctrine of his faith and continue to reject his daughter’s sexual orientation or stand with her, protect her, against opposition, and officiate her wedding to her lesbian lover, Alice, in his church.
Some families will be torn apart, while others will be brought together in love and happiness.
About the Author
Imafi has a master’s degree in business administration from the College of William and Mary and an accounting degree from Norfolk State University. He is in private practice as a certified public accountant in Hampton, Virginia.