er*tic Story: Eze’s NYSC Camp Sexcapades (Part 1)

Just Want To Chill This Evening
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Mrs. Bimbo gazed idly out of her window across the parade square and
sighed heavily. It was another tedious day of dull administrative
duties, completing reports about youth corpers were undergoing their
orientation at the makeshift camp. At first, she had been happy to be
sent here following a broken marriage in town, glad to be away from
painful reminders. But now she was getting bored and restless, her
body ached to be touched by someone other than herself, and she was
very much in the mood for some good hard, loving from whomever she
could get it.
Her mind drifted back to the arrival night, just a few weeks ago, and
the wonderful smooching sessions she'd had with a certain young,
handsome corper who's name she didn't know, but whom she certainly
wouldn't mind getting better acquainted with.
Things hadn't had a chance to go any further, far too many people
around and they could both get into trouble, but that hadn't stopped
her fantasizing about him since, and wondering if there was any way
she could plan to have him.
She put down her pen and stretched, her huge, firm br**sts straining
against the white blouse, almost threatening to spill a couple of
buttons open. She looked down and admired them, gently running her
fingers over her bosoms which responded immediately, showing hard
under the starched material.
Gently, she rubbed her soft thighs together, thinking how good it
would feel to have that young, hard horny man lying between them and
giving her the hard pounding she needed. She could feel herself
getting wet just at the thought of it.
Her daydreaming was halted suddenly by a loud knock on the door of her
office. She quickly gathered her thoughts and called 'come in'. But
the visitor, when he came in, wasn't someone who was going to keep her
calm for long.
The door opened and her heart leapt and her stomach contracted with
excitement as in walked the corper named Eze, her young sexy man from
the arrival night she had fantasized about, and also. Bimbo made
herself comfortable behind her desk, aware of the fact that she was
sitting in such a way as to make her enormous br**sts strain once more
against her white shirt, eyeing up the young corper as he walked up to
her desk.
Bimbo enjoyed the sight of the young corper seated formally and
appropriately behind her desk. He had his eyes on her for quite a
while, ever since he had been posted from the east. She had an
absolutely fantastic pair of br**sts on her, a round a*s, and he had
often thought of what it would be like to have that soft, warm,
succulent body twisting beneath him, gasping in pleasure at what his
hard man-hood would be doing to her. Especially after the sexy
encounter he had with her that night and he had not had a chance to
follow up, until now.
He snapped himself to attention in front of her and saluted, aware of
the fact that his tailored clothing were starting to feel somewhat
tight in the crotch.
"Good morning corper Eze" she said calmly, allowing her eyes to travel
up and down his hard strong body.
"Madam" he replied, and he arrogantly did the same with her, looking
her up and down very slowly, almost rudely.
"So what can I do for you, corper?"
Eze resisted the urge to tell her to get her br**sts out and her
panties off for him, and he handed over the bundle of papers he had
with him. He hadn't needed to bring them with him this morning at all,
but he was feeling horny and very naughty, and the thought of f**king
the sexy Yoruba lady in front of him that most of his fellow corpers
were fantasizing over, made him as hot as hell. And today, he was
going to have her.
Bimbo took the papers from him, frowning slightly.