Kpanshing my friend’s mother! What Real G's Do... Episode 1

It has been about a year since it happened, when I was 24 and mama Obinna was in her early 40s or there about.

She was my friend Obinna's mother, whom I considered very sexy and her body was in beautiful shape.

I remember it like it was yesterday: I had just finished lectures in the afternoon, and had headed straight to Obinna's house. We arranged to meet there, so we could drink a little zobo that is mother always makes before we went into town and turned loose. When I arrived I knocked on the door, but no one answered. Since I often visited, I just opened it and stepped inside, calling out, "Obinna, you dey house?" in Pidgin English


I got no response, so I went to his room, which is downstairs in the big duplex and threw my bag on his bed.

To speed things up, I thought I might as well take a quick shower before Obinna got home.

As I walked upstairs to use the shower, I heard a very familiar sound emanating from his parents room.

Chineke! Obinna is masturbating in his mother and dad's bed. So I thought

I pawed gently against the door where it stood slightly ajar, and opened it just a bit wider.

It wasn't him, but his beautiful mother who lay on the bed masturbating with a dildo! I had to bite my lip to keep from gasping at the beautiful sight before me.

I had always thought she was sexy as fuck, and lately found myself watching her every chance I had. As I stood drinking her in with my eyes, mesmerized, I heard a faint ringing sound. It came all of the way from my Iphone where I had left it down in Obinna's room. I tiptoed gently away, and ran down the stairs to retrieve it.

"Hello, Lala here." (Lalasky is my nickname, and Konti is Obinna's. My real name is Chibuike.)

"Sup Lala, na Obinna."

"Where you dey?"

"Boy, something delay me but, I go soon show my house. Where you self dey?"

"Ha ha ha Konti – mugu I don dey una house since na."

"Okay, I de come – bye."

"Ok, bye."

I felt thunderstruck. As I turned the situation over in my mind, I paced around Obinna's room and then walked upstairs to the fridge in the kitchen and helped myself to a drink. I couldn't stop worrying that Obinna would discover his mother masturbating. It seemed like the best thing to do was to go back up and alert her. But first I wanted to get another good look at her body. So I went upstairs and made a great show of knocking on her door, before quietly peeking in. Then I opened it wide and stepped inside.

Predictably, Obinna's mother screamed and pulled the bed covers up when she saw me come in.

"What do you think you are doing, Chibuike?"

"I just wanted to warn you that Obinna will be home in a few minutes." And you might not want him to catch you naked in bed, masturbating. I added silently to myself.

"I see. And have you been watching me for long?" she asked with a sly smile.

"No," I said, embarrassed, and blushed, and stammered a little as I explained that I had arrived only a few minutes ago.

"And I thought I should take a shower before Obinna came home, so I would be ready to go out with him."

Obinna’s mother chuckled softly. I was so surprised by her next words that I just stood there and gaped: she then said she knew I had been sneaking looks at her.

Just then I was saved – we heard the door closing and footsteps. Obinna had arrived.

"Lalasky, where you dey? Big head" He joked

"I dey here! Just dey commot from toilet, I dey come down," I replied in a shaky voice.

I turned around to leave but before I had a chance to almost hurry out of the room, I heard her say in a loud whisper, "don’t  tell Obinna about this, let's just keep it between us."

I turned back around. "I would never dream of revealing something like that to him."

She smiled back and added, "You are pretty cute when you are shy."

I said no more, and in a few quick steps I was downstairs and. headed directly to Obinna's room.

Obinna looked at me as I stepped into his room and gave me a nod and a smile. "Mugu, the zobo dey under the bed, take one make I go baff."

I nodded back and threw myself down onto his couch as he powered on the TV.




I heard voices from upstairs. Obinna’s mother must have dressed herself quickly. I heard her ask Obinna what we are doing tonight.

I sat there and watched TV, barely registering what I was watching. Instead I found myself fantasizing about Obinna's mother and how sexy I thought she was.

With these thoughts I felt familiar tingling sensations in my dick, until Obinna returned and it was my turn to shower. I took the last sip of my zobo, and then got out another one to take with me. I stopped on the way upstairs toward the bathroom when I heard Obinna's  mother."Chibuike try to take it easy tonight with Obinna when you go out, please."

"Yes, I'm sure he will not have trouble," I chuckled and started moving again.

"No, but seriously, I want him home in good condition," she insisted.

" Well, okay okay, I'll make sure all goes well. And he will do the same for me."

Once inside the bathroom, I found I was having a magnificent erection and felt I had to do something about it or I would go crazy. After masturbating as quietly and quickly as I could, I finished washing up and then dried off and stepped out of the shower only to discover that I had forgotten to bring fresh boxer shorts up. I sighed deeply, wrapped the towel around me and poured the last of the zobo into my mouth before exiting and heading downstairs.

I held my clothes and empty zobo can in one hand, and clutched the ends of the towel wrapped around me to keep it secure in the other hand as I made my way down; I suddenly looked up and saw Obinna’s mother watching me as if appraising me, her head tilted a little to the side.

I blushed, and hastened down to Obinna's room.

I got dressed and brushed my hair in record time. It was approaching 8 p.m. Shouting our goodbyes to Obinna’s mother, and promising that we would get home early.

At the club, Obinna managed to get a girl and feel her up in the middle of the dance floor, while I sat and talked with some friends we  arranged to meet up with, there. The night floated along nicely.

Finally, it came time to leave for home. I wended my way out onto the dance floor, and knocked Obinna on the shoulder to tell him.

"Lala, its getting late?" he asked.

"mugu, yes it's that time already, you wan collect bed here," I replied.

He turned his back to me momentarily, to mumble something into the girl's ear. She nodded. It turned out that she would come along with us.

We made it just in time, and as we rode home in the taxi I learnt that the girl’s name Obinna had got hold of was Chinwe.


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To be continued!