Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

6/11/2025, 5:03:22 PM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 17 DESPERADO “Tunde, what have I done to deserve this kind of treatment from you?” she asked. I gave her this blank look like I didn’t understand a word of what she was saying. “Who is Titi? Where do you go on those supposed Friday night vigils? Oh! Is she the reason you’re always broke?” Mrs Olu asked. Right there I knew Mrs Olu knew what she was saying. She was talking with facts. I tried to fake anger and asked her why she was monitoring me all about. “Whenever I see you with Alhaji, I get jealous too. But I had to understand. So, why can’t you be understanding too? You’re not going to marry me, will you?”, I asked. Tears trickled from Mrs Olu’s eyes immediately and I was full of pity for her. She confessed her blood pressure goes up from mere thoughts of seeing me with another female. Then she climbed into my bed until her body was touching mine. “I know you’ve been fvcking some other females. That’s why you hardly spend time with me anymore,” Mrs Olu accused as she held my palm. I told her I was sorry but I had real feelings for Titi. Mrs Olu burst into tears again when I said, “What we’re doing is a taboo already.” I had to quickly hug and console her. I’ve never seen a woman so weak and desperate for the c0ck of a teenager. The hug grew into something else and Mrs Olu’s lips found their way to my nipple. Signals traveled from my nipples to my c0ck and it began to get hard. Mrs Olu kissed me hungrily and moaned loudly as I fingered her thick pvssy to wetness. She wiggled her waist until three of my fingers found their way into her pvssy. Mrs Olu yanked off her gown and sat on me. She pressed her boobs firmly against my face. I caught one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked on it. “Oh yes! Squeeze my ass and suck my breasts at the same time,” she asked. While doing that, Mrs Olu began to rub her cl!t against the bloated veins on my very hard c0ck. She continued until her pvssy juice made it all slippery down there. Mrs Olu continued grinding on my c0ck until she climaxed. She was about to guide my c0ck into her cunt when I reached for her dildo. I rolled Mrs Olu over and she was on her back. Then I climbed on top of her. We kissed and smooched until I realized I had missed her mature pvssy so much. “Please fvck me now, will you?” Mrs Olu begged. Then she threw her legs up in the air. Her pvssy stared in my face and I could see the pink inner flesh pulsating. I took the big silicone dildo and smacked her cl!t with it several times. Mrs Olu moaned and groaned like a deprived bitch. She held my neck and pulled me closer. Just then, I began to push the dildo inside her pvssy slowly. Mrs Olu moaned in ecstasy but still she begged for my d!ck at the same time. She held on to my d!ck and squeezed it as I fvcked her with the dildo. Mrs Olu was close to an orgasm when I removed the dildo and teased her cl!t with my raging c0ck. She tried to take control and push my d!ck inside but I resisted. "Who gave you all that info about me in school?” I asked. “Oh no! Not now, please!” Mrs Olu begged. I continued to tease her pvssy entrance until she could take it no more. “Okay! I sent someone to watch you but I’m not telling who” Mrs Olu finally confessed. It felt so good to be in control. I got enough information already so I forcefully pushed my d!ck deep inside Mrs Olu’s pvssy. I fvcked her pvssy real fast and hard until she came and screamed, “Ooooh yesssss! That’s my boy.” It took me a long while to cum as I have seemingly emptied all my sperm for the day into Titi at night. Mrs Olu had a swell time as she had one orgasm after the other. We took short breaks every now and then. We didn’t stop fvcking until I ejaculated on her breasts. “What if your mom walks in and meets us this way?” Mrs Olu asked jokingly. I told her I’ll just run away and never look back. We joked about it for a while until she got dressed and left for her shop. I returned to my room in order to continue my sleep. The smell of Mrs Olu’s perfume was still on my pillow. I began to ponder as I tried to find sleep. Mrs Olu has a really good pvssy for her age and she’s so sweet to fvck. Titi on the other hand gave me a totally different feel. Her pvssy was young, tighter and creamier. Another great advantage is we’re not having a forbidden affair in any way. I couldn’t imagine anything coming between me and Titi. So, I was determined to find out who Mrs Olu’s spy was. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

6/11/2025, 5:03:29 PM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 18 BUSTED! We had no lectures on the Monday that followed but I got dressed for school and left home. I stopped at the soccer viewing center just two streets away from the house. There were other guys and we chatted as we watched highlights of the weekend’s matches. I chose to sit close to the entrance so I could monitor the road. Mrs Olu would surely take that route to her shop. After almost two hours at the viewing center, Mrs Olu finally passed on a bike. It was time for me to return home. I had to act smart whenever I needed alone time at home. Each time I tell her I’m not going to school, Mrs Olu finds a reason to stay home too. Then we’ll fvck until we’ve lost our breath. I told Titi to come around by noon already. Mrs Olu would be long gone by then. Everything just worked according to plan. I was home alone by 11am. I bought some fuel and switched on the small power generator. There’s been a power outage for over twenty-four hours in the district. Titi came in just a few minutes before noon. I slotted my favorite musical videos into the DVD player and we watched together. As we watched, Titi had an idea. She wanted us to do something we’ve never done before. “Do you have any suggestions?” she asked me. I didn’t say a word. Instead, I got up and told her to give me a few minutes. Then I returned with a medium sized bottle of Calypso coconut liqueur. My friends and I called it Sweet Poison. It’s so sweet to drink until you get up to go home. Titi and I began to drink as we cuddled and watched TV. In a matter of minutes, the bottle went down way below half. I was quite sure I didn’t drink much. “zat vidzeo ish inshreshting,” Titi said, while pointing at the TV. It took me a while to realize she was trying to say “That video is interesting.” Her eyes were dimmed and sexy. I knew right away that I was in for some drama. Titi began to lose coordination as she smiled uncontrollably. She tried to say several things but no clear word came out of her mouth. She got up from the sofa as if to dance but she lost her footing. I caught her and she collapsed into my arm. She kissed me right there and we both fell back into the sofa. It was so easy to get between Titi’s legs as she was wearing a short skirt. I shifted her thong aside and began to finger her pvssy. Titi resisted and pushed my hand off. Then she got up and pulled her skirt all the way up to her big breasts. She returned to the sofa and laid on her tummy while deliberately arching her ass up. I took off my track pants with speed and climbed on top of her. My c0ck pointed directly at her pvssy as I spread her ass cheeks apart with my hands. I lowered my waist into her until I could feel her pvssy’s wetness on the tip of my d!ck. Titi thanked me as my c0ck began to tear through her wetness. “Oh yesss! That d!ck is all I need in this life”, she said as I went deeper. Titi was drunk and I was tipsy too. We fvcked on the sofa until we both passed out. For the very first time, I emptied my sperm deep inside Titi’s v@gina. I woke up about two hours later to find out my limp c0ck was still inside Titi’s pvssy. It was all wet and messy so I decided to get up and clean up. As I removed my d!ck from Titi’s pvssy, I felt some friction. My d!ck got hard again and I shoved it back into her messy cvnt. I fvcked Titi until she woke up and began to moan again. She pushed her ass up into my d!ck and that made me slam her harder. I was about to cum when Titi announced that she was cumming too. We came together as I gave her my seed a second time. Titi checked the time and it was almost 5pm. We both jumped up and rushed into the shower. Mrs Olu would be back from her shop around 7pm. Meanwhile, Titi is supposed to be home before 6pm according to her dad. Titi left and I returned home to sleep. On Tuesday morning, after the first lecture, Titi and I were hanging out and I told her of my plan. I wanted to know who Mrs Olu’s informant was. My prime suspect was Titi’s best friend, Tomi. She’s the only one who knows everything about me and Titi. Tomi has tried flirting with me a couple of times but I always acted naive. Tomi and other students soon joined us. Titi borrowed Tomi’s phone as if to make a call with it. Then she passed it to me so I quickly dialed Mrs Olu’s phone number on it. I wasn’t surprised when “T-Mum” popped up on the screen. That’s her way of writing Tunde’s mom. We all went our separate ways after the last lecture of the day. On my way home, I hatched a plan for how to deal with Tomi. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:11:30 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 14 NARROW ESCAPE Titi moaned as I fingered her meaty pvssy. She shifted her bra to the side and showed me the biggest nipple I had seen yet. My lips automatically caught the nipple and began to suck it. Titi spread her legs wider and my fingers went deeper into her pvssy. Then she hungrily dipped her hand into my pants and held my raging c0ck. She squeezed my c0ck and moaned like she was cumming already. The rain stopped and we could see umbrellas approaching almost immediately. We managed to tidy our clothes before the umbrellas got to us. Everyone became present barely fifteen minutes after the rain stopped. The revision began and lasted for two hours. “Oh my God! I can’t believe what we just did. So, you’ll have fvcked me if the rain didn’t stop…”, Titi said as we walked to the school gate. One Wednesday afternoon, while writing my exams. One of the papers was canceled. The question paper was allegedly leaked before the exam date. We were to write the exam on a yet to be announced date. Titi had to rush home that afternoon so there wasn’t much for me to do in the school premises. I decided to go home too. At least I’ll get to revise the next course before Mrs Olu returns from her shop. I got home in no time and found out the main door was open. Mrs Olu must have returned home to rest like she does sometimes. I began to think of sex immediately. Quietly, I pushed the door open and entered in order to surprise Mrs Olu. I walked stealthily through the sitting room until I got to her door. Then I heard the sound of her shower running. I guess she just got home and was taking a shower. Fvcking Mrs Olu in the shower is nothing new to me. I began to hum a song as I opened her door quietly “Baby! You know that I miss you…and I wanna kiss you…🎵🎶” My plan was to lie in wait for Mrs Olu in her bed, so I unstrapped my bag and took off my shirt. I dropped them on the floor as I walked toward the bed. All of a sudden I heard my mom’s voice from the wardrobe corner of the room. “So you missed me enough to sing for me but you never called home?”, mom asked. I was shocked and speechless. Mom walked closer to me and hugged me tightly. “Pele omo mi. How’s your exams going?”, she asked. I told her it was going well and she asked how I knew she was in Mrs Olu’s house. Just then Mrs Olu walked in from the bathroom and said, “he must have seen your sandals outside”. Mom agreed with her totally. As for me, I didn’t know mom was around. I was thinking of fvcking Mrs Olu so much I didn’t notice mom’s sandal at the entrance. If mom had stayed another five seconds before speaking, I’ll have been naked in Mrs Olu’s bed. However, mom had to bully me out of the room minutes later. She said I don’t have to be told to excuse myself in order for Mrs Olu to get dressed. As I walked to my room, I wished mom knew how familiar I have become with her best friend’s genitals. I knew Mrs Olu’s body better than I know the streets of Lagos. Mom was in my room at night. She praised me for not having done anything worth reporting since I started living with Mrs Olu. Then she told me of how she and Mrs Olu studied during exams in their school days. They put their feet in buckets of cold water to prevent them from sleeping while studying. Mom began to yawn after a while and decided to go to bed. She left for Mrs Olu’s room and I was going to masturbate before sleeping. I reached for one of my erotic magazines and laid on my back. As I stroked my c0ck, I turned the pages and watched the beautiful pussies in the magazine. I got a rock hard erection and was enjoying the fun when my door flung open. I threw the magazine away out of shock and quickly covered myself. “Good lawd!”, I exclaimed quietly when I found out it was Mrs Olu. “What were you doing?”, she asked as she removed my cover. “Wow!”, Mrs Olu exclaimed as she took my already hard d!ck in her mouth. I held her by the head and fvcked her throat until she almost choked on it. Mrs Olu climbed on top of me and slowly sat her pvssy on my pole. She closed her eyes and slid her pvssy up and down on it. We heard footsteps and Mrs Olu jumped off my c0ck immediately. The door opened and mom walked in. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/17/2025, 1:25:40 PM

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Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:12:06 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 15 AUGUST VISITOR Well, it happened mom didn’t have a clue what was going on before she entered. Mrs Olu was already standing beside my bed and I was all covered up to my neck. It merely seemed like Mrs Olu came to check on me. Meanwhile, mom returned because she forgot her phone on the table in my room. I didn’t even notice the phone. All I wanted to do was release some spermatozoa before sleeping. Exams finished on a Friday morning and the whole school got bubbly once more. The exam tension was gone and what was left was the vacation fever. Myself, Titi and the gang were hanging out as usual after the final paper1. Then I remembered I had some textbooks in my bag to be returned to Titi. I handed her the textbooks immediately and we continued our fun. Evening came and it was time to go home. I began to look for my wallet. Last time I remembered seeing it was at the school mart where I bought drinks earlier. I hurried to the mart but was disappointed. They didn’t see anything close to a wallet at any time. I began to feel so depressed. I had valuables in my wallet. After trying so hard and looking even in the wrongest places to no avail, I gave up. Titi had to give me two hundred Naira to transport myself home. My wallet had some money, several useful business cards, and my school receipts in it. I lost my appetite that Friday evening and Mrs Olu understood. She didn’t even bother to come fvck me as usual. I spent the rest of the evening in my room. Mrs Olu was watching some Yoruba movie in the sitting room. I fell asleep moments later only to wake up around 12:30am. From then on, sleep never returned. After rolling in bed for a while, I got up and decided to make good use of my time. I did my laundry alongside Mrs Olu’s. Mrs Olu woke up to a work free Saturday and she was so happy about it. The kitchen was clean and the floors mopped. All she had to do was fix breakfast and get ready for her outing with Alhaji in the afternoon. Mrs Olu was all set around 11:30am and Alhaji came to pick her up. They were to attend a wedding reception together. As soon as they left, I returned to the sitting room to watch TV. I slept off while watching until I heard knocks on the door. With my sleepy eyes I walked to the door and opened up. There she was, in a very tight blue jeans that gave her curves away. Her smile and sexy eyes were all I could see until she poked my chest with my erstwhile missing wallet. “I found it in the midst of the textbooks you gave me yesterday,” she said. Then she turned around to leave. “No, Titi. Please wait.” I begged. Titi told me she crammed my address in her head from a text message I saved on my phone. I saved it so I won’t have to type it each time I have to invite a friend over. Titi’s intelligence is just so unbelievable sometimes. After about fifteen minutes together, Titi said she had to leave. Right there I realized I didn’t want to let her go. She must have noticed the lust in my eyes when she asked, “What is it?” I moved closer to talk to her but Titi took two steps forward and kissed me. That was all it took. We didn’t smooch for long before we began to tear each other's clothes off. We were both naked by the time we got into my room. I laid Titi on her back and kissed her inner ankle. From her ankle, I traced a straight line with the tip of my tongue up to her knee. Titi tried to free her leg but I held her ankle firmly and licked further north from her knee. She was a wet mess by the time my tongue got to her pubes. Titi moaned softly as I licked her labia. The pleasure must have been too much for her to handle. She tried to push my head away but I held her legs apart and tongued her pvssy even deeper. After sucking her pvssy to several orgasms Titi began to beg. “Tunde, please fvck me now. I want your big d!ck inside me”, she said. I yielded to her plea and adjusted her body into the middle of the bed. Titi was rubbing her pvssy already. It got my d!ck harder so I climbed on top of her immediately. I rubbed the tip of my d!ck on her cl!t until she lost control. Titi began to murmur indiscreet words, more like she was speaking in tongues. I pushed my d!ck inside Titi’s warm cvnt and heard a car halt outside. The car doors slammed and the next thing I heard was knocks on the main door. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:10:45 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 13 NEW FRIENDS School resumed fully and I began to attend lectures. I joined study groups and made friends too easily. Everybody seemed to like Tunde. He’s a little bit of everything. Witty, humorous and has become some lecturers’ favorite student. I became the go-to guy whenever there was a need to reach the seemingly fierce lecturers. The confidence in me was out of this world and I knew the cause. My relationship with Mrs Olu has made me see myself as an adult. That thing called respect for age seemed to have eluded me without my knowing. I talked to everyone the same way, daring and logical yet submissive to learning. Ordinarily, one would expect the lecturers to dislike my attitude but things turned out differently. They actually noticed me and could relate better with me than with other students. My friends circle grew within a short while. Several course and level mates followed me like Twitter. I also had stale student friends. Mostly males who were obviously into me because of my numerous female friends. I slowly began to live my university dreams but there was a problem. There were too many willing girls but I had no bunk to finalize their matter. This went on and on for months and some girls lost interest already. They must be thinking I’m either naive or gay. I didn’t want to incur Mrs Olu’s wrath in any way. Her jealousy is incredible and I could tell from her reaction on my matriculation day. Her house was a no-go area with any girl. I’ll rather light a matchstick in a gas station instead. So, of all the girls, I had a favorite. Titi was her name. She’s not the prettiest but for her dark skin and crazily curvy body with sexily bulgy eyeballs. Every time I look at Titi, all I think of is kiss, smooch, lick, suck, fvck and the likes. Her intelligence alone turns me on. Most of the other girls were so pretty but dim witted. I knew they were into me because of test and examination days. They just wanted a free pass to copy my work during exams. But they were ready to do anything within their reach to have me close. I mean anything. Averagely, I get to hang out with a random female classmate twice every week. Before long, I began to notice the haters circle and the fake friends so I began a filtration process. I dismissed the guys gradually. Few weeks to our very first semester exams, the academic atmosphere became tense. There was excitement everywhere as we heard fables upon fables about how mean lecturers marked scripts. It almost seemed like you would fail anyway, whether you studied or not. Most students began to gather and study at night. Titi and I began to study together alongside a few other friends. As a group, we planned to have a revision just two days before the exams. The appointed day came and Titi was the first to get to the venue. As soon as I headed for the venue, it began to drizzle. I underestimated the drizzling and got quite wet before reaching the venue. As soon as Titi ushered me into the venue, it began to rain heavily. Titi and I stood by the entrance and watched the fabled cats and dogs rain from the skies. We hoped the rain would end soon so other students could join us. After thirty minutes of downpour, the rain still showed no sign it’ll stop soon. Titi and I looked at each other and smiled. I caught her staring at me several times. Each time she bowed away shyly. Deep within me, I felt like reaching for her waist and pulling her closer. Titi really likes me but I wasn’t sure if she was that kind of girl. I had to respect myself and talk to the growing monster between my legs. I looked up suddenly and caught Titi smiling. “What is it?”, I asked with a smile. “What were you thinking?”, Titi asked in return. Her question caught me off guard and I stuttered. “See you. Ashawo!”, Titi said with a smile as she turned to continue watching the rain. We watched the rain together but I noticed Titi was almost leaning on me. I moved slightly in order to avoid her but she moved closer to me again. Then I figured she wanted to snuggle because the weather was cold. I held her under my right arm and we continued to watch the rain. Titi held my left palm and placed it over her navel. I took the cue and kneaded her small navel through her blouse. Titi faced me and we kissed deeply. We both panted after the kiss and there was a burning hunger for more. I squeezed Titi’s boobs as I kissed her neck and she moaned loudly. Thanks to the rain, nobody could hear or see us. I dipped my hand into Titi’s skirt and located her cl!t like a pro. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:10:14 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 11 RIVALRY A new academic session was beginning on Monday. Anxiety made the weekend unnecessarily long. I couldn’t wait to experience the much talked about campus life. It felt like the hours became longer since Thursday evening. I only had three options to kill my boredom. Get on my PlayStation, use some porn and masturbate, or, take a walk down to the community football pitch. But mom never wants to hear that I ventured close to the football pitch. There’s no time we walk past the pitch without seeing smoke in the air. A unique type of smoke though. Created by students of Ganja High School. They’re always there through the soccer games. But they’re there at night too, even when all footballers are at home sleeping. Bloody children of wobe! I had to plead with mom to let me go to Mrs Olu’s place on Friday night. It would enable me to visit the school on Saturday. That way, I’ll most likely get a head start with my registration on Monday. I’ve always heard it’s a stressful task to accomplish. Mom refused. I could tell she was missing me already from her body language. She didn’t let me choose a school far from home as I wanted earlier. I called Mrs Olu and told her my ordeal with mom and she intervened. Sometimes, I just wished Mrs Olu was my biological mom. She’s less rigid. Mom finally agreed after Mrs Olu’s persuasion and let me leave home on Saturday afternoon. She almost cried as I was leaving home. She’s about to leave her baby boy for a while. Mom didn’t let me leave home without the usual ritual of Yoruba or maybe African parents. “Face your studies squarely. Remember the son of whom you are. A good name is better than silver and gold…” and so on and so forth. I was already yawning by the time mom finished her short prayer session. After a minute-long hug, I dashed out of the house and walked fast to the bus stop. It was inside the bus that it really dawned on me that I was leaving my mom’s clutch. Life without her constant control and call-to-order was unimaginable. Mrs Olu would be there but hers is nothing. I could easily violate her rules. If she ever acts funny, then she’ll never have my d!ck again, I thought. On getting to Mrs Olu’s gate, I brought out my phone and dialed her number. She picked up and I began to talk to her like we do when it’s just the two of us. To my surprise, Mrs Olu wasn’t responding the usual way. She was quite evasive. Then I heard her talking quietly to someone in the background. Mrs Olu spoke in deep Yoruba in a deliberate attempt to cut me off their conversation. But she underestimated my Yoruba proficiency. I understood everything she said clearly. She told the fellow to stop being jealous that I was only her best friend’s son. Right there I knew she was with some man. For the very first time in my life, I felt so much rage. I could literally feel my blood boiling inside my veins. Angrily, I walked away from Mrs Olu’s gate and headed to the store at the street’s entrance. I bought a very cold bottle of Pepsi which I used to pass time. Minutes later, a very clean Nissan Pathfinder drove into the street and Mrs Olu was inside. The driver was a man almost old enough to be my grandpa. I got up immediately and followed the car. The man already dropped Mrs Olu at her gate and sped past me on his way back. I watched Mrs Olu from afar as she reached for her phone and dialed my number. My phone was ringing but I didn’t pick the call. Instead, I walked closer until she could see me. Mrs Olu was all smiles as she opened the gate to her house. We entered and she began to play with me immediately. I was too angry to respond. “You’re a cheat. So, I’m not enough for you? That’s why you go fvcking that old man, you b!tch?”. Yes! Those were the words in my head for Mrs Olu. Unfortunately, I had no courage to muster such words so I just stayed quiet. Mrs Olu noticed my mood and was smart enough to decipher what the problem was. “Please come and assist me in the kitchen so I can be quicker with dinner”, Mrs Olu said. She walked into the kitchen and I followed her quietly. As we entered the kitchen, Mrs Olu walked to me and turned her back. “Please help me undo my zippers”, she asked. I pulled the zipper all the way from just below her neck down to her buttocks. The gown dropped to the floor and Mrs Olu’s rumps greeted my eyes. The anger in me began to dissipate immediately. Mrs Olu began to say, “Tunde, there are some things you need to know…” To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:10:09 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 10 BEST GUARDIAN EVER I swear, Mrs Olu is one bold hell of a woman. Despite mom’s look and question, she looked straight into mom’s eyes and asked, “thinking about what?” “You call him your son and even buy him gifts that I never would have given him” mom said. Then I could see a little amount of guilt on Mrs Olu’s face. Mom then went on her knees and begged Mrs Olu. “Please let him just stay with you since your house is closer to his school. It will save us a lot of stress. I’m talking transport and accommodation wise. And you also get to monitor him. Tunde can be a handful sometimes and you know it.” All that was coming from my mom. “Ah-ah! Get up my friend. Ki lo de? What’s yours is mine and my house is your house too. You said it yourself. Tunde is my son too. If I don’t do it for him, who else will I do it for? You know my Femi is with his dad in the US now. Even the house feels lonely a lot. That’s why I can’t help but come to your house every now and then. I will gladly have Tunde live with me through his studies. Then we can both spend the weekends with you. That way I get to have my son with me all week long, right?”, Mrs Olu said to mom and winked at me. Mom was so excited she gave Mrs Olu a hug. Just then mom turned to me, “If you like, go there and misbehave. I trust my friend. She will deal with you for me”, she said.” Mom thanked Mrs Olu severally before proceeding to walk out of my room. “Are you coming with me or you still want to stay with your son?” Mom asked as she opened the door. “Go to your room, old woman. Me and my son are still talking about how to face school without distractions,” Mrs Olu responded. Right there, mom gave up. “Okay o!” mom said and slammed the door. Seconds later, I could hear her room door creak open. She shut the door loudly again. Then I knew she must be missing her friend. Mrs Olu got up and bolted my door after confirming that mom had returned to her room. I didn’t wait for her to get to me in bed before removing my blanket. Mrs Olu climbed into bed and began to lick the tip of my c0ck. My c0ck got hard immediately. Mrs Olu slurped and took it deep into her throat. It felt so good my brain almost exploded from the feeling. I had to hold Mrs Olu’s head and push it away from my c0ck. But she resisted and even took my d!ck deeper inside her throat. Her lips were sitting well on my pubes. For the very first time I thought Mrs Olu was abusing me. I’m supposed to be a teenager but she’s giving me a pleasure meant for adults. I couldn’t take it anymore so I just held her head closer and ejaculated straight into her esophagus. Mrs Olu didn’t stop sucking me until my c0ck went limp. “You’re still going to fvck me o. Shey you know?” Mrs Olu asked as she gave me some time to recover. As we laid beside each other in my bed, Mrs Olu began to touch herself. She seemed not to be getting the kind of feeling she wanted though. “Are you not ready for me yet?” she asked. I shook my head like a naive alter boy. “OK! I know what to do.” Mrs Olu said. Then she got up and sat her pvssy really close to my c0ck. She fingered herself right in front of my eyes and that just did the magic. Watching her close her eyes and moan away gave me an erection immediately. Her fat pvssy lips were virtually begging for an encounter with my sweet pole. Mrs Olu opened her eyes and was filled with joy when she saw how turgid my d!ck had become. I got hold of Mrs Olu’s big breasts and hard nipples as she mounted my c0ck. She began to breathe heavily while my c0ck tore through her already messy hole. The look on her face inspired me so I spread her ass wider with both hands. Then I rammed my d!ck into her real fast and hard from under. Up till now, I still can’t tell where the energy came from. I pounded her mature cunt endlessly. Mrs Olu screamed and cried as she had a prolonged convulsive orgasm. She fell flat on my body right after. “Oh Tunde! I can’t wait for you to start living with me. I want to sleep and wake up with your big c0ck inside me. Oh, how lucky I am to have you,”she said. Mrs Olu got so weak I had to make her lay on her tummy. Then I fvcked her from behind until I came inside her pvssy. She jumped up and wore her nightie right after. “I have to return to your mom’s room now,” she said despite her shaky legs. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:10:40 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 12 MATRICULATION Mrs Olu made me understand that she was with the man who pays her bills. Alhaji has been her financial pillar since her husband left. I was made to understand that she can’t do without him because of his money. She went ahead to say that Alhaji has a very small d!ck. He’s also a one-minute man and never satisfies her in bed. At least it made me feel good in my mind. I felt like a stallion. Then she told me her pvssy was itching for some hard fvcking. Apparently, Alhaji offloaded his cum just when she was getting turned on. Before I could utter a word, Mrs Olu was all over me and we began to kiss. Mrs Olu pinned me to the wall with her voluptuousness and pulled my pants down. She sucked the anger and jealousy in me out through my turgid d!ck. That took her only a few minutes to accomplish. I so wanted to suck her pvssy too but thoughts of her Alhaji won’t let me. It just felt too odd to be eating some old man’s pen!s residue. After sucking my c0ck into an irreversible hardness, Mrs Olu stood up and we kissed. I couldn’t help but finger her wet cvnt and squeeze on her ass at the same time. Mrs Olu moaned like a super b!tch without caution. The foreplay soon got us losing control and Mrs Olu bent over for me to dig her from behind. Her wide ass made my c0ck pulsate as I pointed it to the entrance of her v@gina. With both hands, Mrs Olu held her ass cheeks apart as I slowly entered her from behind. Her pvssy was slippery and wet but quite warm inside. After having several orgasms, she begged me to fill her pvssy up with my sperm. We fvcked for the rest of the day and walked around the house naked. For us, It was freedom like never before. Monday morning came and I proceeded with my registration. I was as naive as any other fresher. Although I left home days before resumption, Mrs Olu’s thick and ready pvssy took all of my time. A stale student directed me to the school clinic where I was to do my medicals. I met several other freshers there so I quickly joined the queue. The day ended and I was done with registration. I got home to Mrs Olu’s egusi soup and fufu. It was the perfect food for me at the time. After dinner, I went straight to bed. Matriculation day came and the school was busy. I could see families in groups as they shared meals and endless shutter sounds from the cameras. There were a couple of friends I met during my medical screening. We found each other on matriculation day and decided to take photos together. I had to do something to pass time while I waited for my mom and Mrs Olu. We took several photos and I began to flirt with some of the girls as usual. I couldn’t wait to get my first campus pvssy. Back in secondary school, my friends and I planned to live with our girlfriends on campus. We just couldn’t wait to start fvcking on a regular basis. Mrs Olu’s call came in and she informed me that my mom was with her. That way I knew they could be on my campus any moment. I just basked in the moment and after the major ceremony in the school auditorium, matriculation was over. Meanwhile, the after party was going on outside. I could see parents with meal packs and drinks celebrating with their wards. Then I looked to the motion ground and saw some familiar faces. There were several photographers and lots of photo sessions going on. I moved closer and decided to take some shots too. I realized it was way different in the university. Secondary school days we would blush from merely sighting a pretty girl. University was different. As soon as I hit the motion ground, I felt like some celebrity. Girls came around willingly and I took shots snuggling with a couple of them. I began to enjoy the photo sessions and snapped with every pretty face I could find. For me, it was a sign that I’ll be having a fvckful university education. Then, an angel appeared out of the blues. I later found out her name was Nneka. She was too pretty for a human. Light skin, pretty face and killer curves. She moved closer to the photographer but I didn’t wait for her to talk. “Hey! You’re too pretty. Please come pose with me”, I asked her. Nneka was all smiles as she gladly obliged. There was joy in my arm from merely holding her curvaceousness. We took several shots until someone ran into us from behind. “This is not what you came here for. It’s only your matriculation day and you’re womanizing already.” It was Mrs Olu talking and mom was standing right behind her. Mom looked surprised though and I could tell she felt that Mrs Olu overreacted. I apologized to Nneka and paid the photographer. As far as I was concerned, Mrs Olu has stylishly ruined my day. My mood will never remain the same. To be continued…

Tunde Jones (Story Hub)

5/15/2025, 6:12:11 AM

MOM'S BEST FRIEND - Episode 16 MISMANAGEMENT Mrs Olu must have forgotten something at home and came back for it, I thought. I told Titi to stay put in my room. I got dressed with speed and quickly removed every implicating item from the sitting room. On opening the door, I saw two women. They were well dressed in the same pattern of attires Mrs Olu and Alhaji wore earlier. That way I knew they were for the same party. They asked of Mrs Olu and I told them she left an hour earlier. They looked disappointed as they walked back into their car. One of them called Mrs Olu to express her anger right away. I could hear Mrs Olu begging from the other end. Both women bade me goodbye and drove off. I bolted the door and returned into my room. Titi was playing with her pvssy by the time I entered. I took my clothes off and began to stroke my cock as I watched her finger herself. After a few minutes, Titi got up and moved closer to me. She kissed and pulled me to herself until we both collapsed into the bed. Titi spread her legs and held my d!ck in one hand. Slowly, she lowered my d!ck into her slippery and sweet pvssy. Her pvssy walls held on to my throbbing cock despite the wetness. I pumped Titi until she started moaning and screaming loudly. Good thing Mrs Olu is not home and won’t be back anytime soon. Titi came severally and we fvcked in various positions. I remember her saying I fvck like a sex starved horse after pouring my semen on her tits. We had a second round of sex before Titi left that afternoon. The sex was so good I knew I wanted Titi for a girlfriend. We could study and fvck together anytime. But I had to let her realize my house isn’t a place to be visited randomly. My landlady (Mrs Olu) does not like to see females around her property (me). To cut the long story short, Titi and I became regular fvck buddies. Titi was nothing short of a nympho so we fvcked at every opportunity. We constantly found ways to isolate ourselves from other classmates. We even created a secret bush path behind the lecture hall. There’s a clearing down the path where we could see passers by without being seen. We fvcked in school almost everyday and at first everything was okay. But soon, things began to change. I would fvck my fresh and young Titi’s pvssy so much in school that I get home and sleep immediately. Mrs Olu began to notice my lack of interest in sex and started asking questions. The only reasonable excuse I could come up with was increased academic load. Mrs Olu believed at first but soon began to think otherwise. She’s an experienced woman who knows the signs of a cheating man. But I was busy thinking I could manipulate her. I remember promising to give her a very good fvck when I return from school one Friday evening. That was the very day Titi came to school with no pants on. She made me touch her pvssy during lecture. It was wet. Mrs Olu suddenly became mean. She got angered by every little thing. Her sales girl at the shop had to ask me if there was any problem with her madam. Apparently, Mrs Olu had changed her attitude at the shop too. Later in my life, I came to understand one simple fact. A horny woman is an angry woman just like a hungry man is an angry man. Mrs Olu’s temperament changed because she stopped getting her regular d!ck. I figured I was being unfair to her so I decided to share my cock between both women. One round should be enough for each one of them, I thought. I later realized I was dealing with nymphos. Titi was never okay, even after the second round. Meanwhile, Mrs Olu was used to my third and fourth rounds. I began to lose weight despite feeding well. Although I was financially supported by both mom and Mrs Olu, I still went bankrupt easily. No thanks to the hotel bills I paid whenever I want to have decent sex with Titi. We used hotels mostly on Friday nights when we both had the campus fellowship night vigil excuse. The same cycle went on and on until Mrs Olu got tired of my excuses. We barely had sex anymore because I was giving my all to Titi in school. Suddenly, Mrs Olu stopped giving me money. Instead, she would ask me to call my mom whenever I asked for some cash. I knew deep within me that I stopped deserving her financial favors. One Saturday afternoon, Mrs Olu walked into my room with her hands folded behind her back. I quickly sat up in my bed as I had been sleeping all morning. It was as a result of my night vigil with Titi. Mrs Olu got really close to my bed and I began to pray in my mind. “God, please don’t let this woman ask for sex today.” Mrs Olu brought her hands forward and there was a huge dildo in her right hand. “See? This is what you’ve turned me into,” she said as she threw the dildo on my bed. To be continued…