THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (15) By Emdee David

Natasha stares at herself in the mirror in the hotel room, observing her smooth, light skin. Through the mirror, she observes the Lebanese trying hard to get his manhood standing. She turns to him and smiles. He smiles back, a forced smile though. “You came too soon,” she says to him. “I told you there was no traffic,” the man says with deep Lebanese accent. She laughs at his misunderstanding of what she meant. “Can we continue some other time, please?” “No, you owe me a round more. You boasted…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (14) By Emdee David

After Natasha had waved the MD goodbye, reluctantly though, she picked her phone and went through her contacts, for the prepared and available. Two guys from her Facebook friends were available and prepared, those jobless boys all over Facebook who cannot buy a lady lunch but are ready to vandalize her sexuality. One of them was on his way – Kunle. She had met him once after he had chivvied her to meet with her after she had sent him a picture of her nipples. Kunle had gone on wild…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (13) By Emdee David

The salacious photos of the Police Inspector and his voluptuous murder suspect spread the pages of not just one, but three National dailies and seven gossip magazines. The social media is just getting the photos after noon. Mercifully for Natasha, her face is carefully avoided, so no one would recognize her; but her breasts are fully displayed, especially on the gossip papers and social media. Anyone who had sucked or touched them before would definitely know who owns those brown nipples on two fair breasts. GM wouldn’t miss it if…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (12) By Emdee David

Natasha is the antithesis of her sartorial self, having been made to sleep over at the police cell. Her lawyer had come so late that the police said it was too late to bail her out. It’s now midnight and our pretty, psychedelic Natasha is more than angry at everything and everyone. Dirty sweats crease her face as mosquitoes play unpalatable music to her ears which results in sleeplessness. She looks at herself and wonders when she would wake up from her dream. The more she wishes it was a…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (11) By Emdee David

Cynthia and Dickson are talking with Natasha who is behind the counter in the Police Station. She is all tears, as well as GM’s widow, Mrs. Dakwoi, who keeps talking of her late husband. Natasha has just about ten minutes before she would be returned to the cell, from where she had been called to meet her friends. The inspector had sent his men to pick her up in her house early this morning. She was all alone, though on phone with the Arabian man who she was planning to…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (10) By Emdee David

Natasha has been enjoying days of sexual bliss with the Army General for over four months now, a kind of bliss that comes with VIP treatment. She sometimes goes to places with the General’s Driver who obliges himself sometimes with the master’s meat, which Natasha willingly gives since the Master is usually busy with his Fatherland’s duties. Transcorp Hotel is their regular place, both with the master and the driver, just like today. She is at the pool side when a call wakes her up from her reverie of travelling…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (9) By Emdee David

Natasha smiles as the chauffeur to a senior military officer drives her into the most powerful area of this city. She sees herself as the center of power as well. Just a phone call and the senior soldier had sent an official military Peugeot Salon car to come pick her up. How the mighty that did valiantly in the battle field come back home only to be crippled by nipples. Women are powerful indeed. She still wonders why they call them the weaker vessels, when “our vessels” carry all and…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (8) by Emdee David

SEX IN THIS CITY… Natasha is no longer afraid of any charge. She has no case against her, her new Police friend has assured, based on her story. She was not in any way responsible for Mr. Dakwoi’s death. Who had asked GM to swallow sex performance pills before seeing the “exhibit” on which to try it? And who had a proof she had been sleeping with a married man? Whose grown up daughter doesn’t, by the way? Moreover, she has an alibi, a strong one at that. And either…

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THE SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (7) By Emdee David

The word that best describes Natasha Peters this morning is not “sexy,” “hot” or “romantic.” The word is FEAR. GM had left a note in the hotel room before he died of local sex enhacing induced erection. The note says: “Natasha, you have crucified me between two thieves”. The room service guy had picked it up before dialing the last number on the call log on Mr. Dakwo’s phone; it was Natasha’s. It had rung for a long time without any response. So the attendant called his manager who later…

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SEXCAPADES OF NATASHA (6) By Emdee David

Natasha Peter is weak, really weak and exhausted from the marathon two-some she’d had with Dickson. Cynthia is equally weak, still lying naked beside Natasha in an unmade bed. Dickson is more or less a dead man lying at the edge of the bed, his left leg on the floor. It is just 3A.M. in the morning. Natasha’s phone had rung over 27 times without response. Finally, Dickson’s piggy snore wakes Cynthia up, and she stands angrily to wake him up. He turns but goes further on the floor with…

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