Lara’s Adventure episode 21
20-07-25 (19:36)
Lara went to the bathroom to fetch a cold wash cloth
and placed it on Uzoh’s forehead as he lay down.
“Uzoh, what happened!?” She wiped his forehead and
realized he was in a deep sleep.
She shook him firmly and was able to get him to wake.
His eyes opened slowly.
“Uzoh! My God! Are you okay?”
Lara was panicked. She made sure he wasn’t injured by
checking his body for cuts or anything out of the
ordinary. She couldn’t tell that anything was wrong
other than she found him sleeping very soundly on the
floor of the guest room. Just then, Uzoh sat up on his
elbows.
“I must have rolled off the bed and onto the floor.” He
shook his head getting himself to wake up.
“Let’s get you into bed and I will make you some
pepper soup.” Lara helped Uzoh into the bed he rolled
off of, tucked him in and went to the kitchen.
She returned with a bowl of pepper soup.
Uzoh sat up and listened to Lara lecture him.
“I’m concerned about you, Uzoh. You seem to be
getting more and more tired and I haven’t been giving
you enough treatments lately.”
Uzoh sat staring at Lara as she continued.
“I want you to stay at my house with us for a while.
Tunde won’t care. In fact, I think he might be gay, or
something, so I don’t think he will mind.”
Lara was speaking fast, still upset.
“Well, my darlin’, I am feeling weaker than usual. It’s
not easy for me to say this, but all the sex we’ve had
these past two weeks, in fact, the excitement you
caused in general, is more than I have had in the last
20 years. I guess it just caught up with me.”
Lara was gently running her hands over his arm,
looking at the old man’s tired face.
“I know this is my fault, Uzoh. I have been selfish.
Thinking about pleasing myself instead of helping you
with your circulation. I promise I will focus more on
your circulation from now on.”
Uzoh had made up his mind right at the beginning, on
that first day she showed up at his house, like some
gift from heaven, that he would not be telling Lara
about his made-up ailment. Ever. He concluded just
then that he could still receive the “circulation
massages,” but he would need to lay off the Viagra for
health reasons.
“That sounds fine, darlin’. And you know what? Maybe
staying at your place for a little while, until I get back
on my feet, would be a good idea too.”
Lara was delighted Uzoh would be joining her. She felt
she could control his health and overall well-being more
successfully at her home. She didn’t want another
“group thing” like what happened yesterday at Uzoh’s
to happen again. She felt turned on by the memory but
was still a little ashamed over how she let herself get
involved with the four men.
Lara packed a large bag for Uzoh and loaded her car.
Uzoh went back to sleep for about an hour. She used
that time to call Tunde and make sure he was okay
with Uzoh staying for a few days.
“Hi Honey, I have an important request. I will need
Uzoh to stay with us for a while. His condition has
gotten worse. Will that be okay?” Lara’s tone confirmed
to her husband that she was serious about Uzoh.
“I’m sorry to hear that, sweetie. Bring him over and let’s
see what we can do.” Tunde was concerned, and a little
turned on, by the prospect of having Uzoh so close to
Lara.
“I’m going to stay the night here while he sleeps, and
bring him over in the morning.”
“I think that’s wise, honey. I will expect you in the
morning.” Lara was a little surprised that Tunde
supported her decision.
Tunde was thinking about Uzoh coming over from the
moment he opened his eyes. He was hopeful that
Lara’s care for Uzoh would produce countless
opportunities for him to masturbate. He hurried into the
guest room to set up his remote camera.
Taking it out of the pool area and moving it to the
spare bedroom would ensure a more consistent result:
If Uzoh was going to be in bed more often, the camera
should be in the guest room.
He looked over the room: king-size bed, a large picture
on three of the four walls, a dresser opposite the bed, a
flat screen on the wall, and light fixtures.
He decided he would put the camera in one of the
sconces on either side of the flat screen hanging on the
wall. They looked like miniature street gaslights and
had some area below the lights that would fit the
camera perfectly. These lights were almost never used,
so there wouldn’t be any interference from the
brightness of the bulb to worry about.
Tunde went back to his room and checked the picture.
“Perfect,” he said. The camera showed the entire bed
and was at such an angle as to see anything and
everything perfectly.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized that
having two cameras would be much better. The kit he
bought last week came with two, so he used the
second to capture the side profile of the bed. He
installed that camera in a painting on the side wall
adjacent to the bed, requiring a small hole in the
painting and taping the camera to the back of the
artwork.
“A small price to pay for such an incredible angle,” he
thought.
Right about ten o’clock, Lara and Uzoh pulled into the
driveway just as Tunde finished rehanging the painting
with the camera in it. He had returned to his room and
was setting up his computer for the two cameras.
“Let’s get you inside and in the pool. How does that
sound?” Lara was, once again, in full caretaker mode.
“You’re going to need a massage soon!”
Uzoh replied, “No pool just yet, but a massage sounds
good!”
Tunde saw and heard the two enter the spare room
through his newly placed cameras. He came out of his
room and helped Lara situate Uzoh.
“Hello Uzoh. I hear you’re not feeling too well. Sorry to
hear that. You let us know if there’s anything we can
do to help.” Tunde tapped the now prostrate Uzoh on
the knee.
“Thank you, Tunde. That is kind of you.” Uzoh smiled
sincerely.
Tunde motioned to talk to Lara outside the room. He
asked, “What is the plan?”
“He’s been very tired. I guess there has been a lot
going on in his life lately and he’s feeling drained of
energy.”
Tunde thought, “I can imagine!” keeping it to himself.
“I think keeping him here for a little while should allow
me to get him back to his old self.” Lara sounded
concerned.
“Okay. Maybe you should keep the door closed to keep
it as quiet as possible in there.”
Tunde wanted to encourage his wife and Uzoh to get
as much contact time as possible and wanted them to
know he wasn’t going to disturb their privacy.
He also made it a point to leave the house for a while,
to further increase the likelihood that they would have
sex. The cameras were rolling.
It didn’t take long.
“Tunde is gone. Why don’t you take your clothes off
and I will work on that circulation problem of yours,
okay?”
“That sounds like a good idea.”
Lara left the room and checked Tunde’s laptop. She
opened it to find the camera positions had not only
changed, but now there were two sub-screens
displaying Uzoh who was just now squirming his way
out of his trousers as he lay on the bed in the guest
room.
“My, my, Tunde! Looks like you have it all set up.” Lara
said to herself aloud, smiling.
Intrigued, she sat down at his desk, opened his
browser, and then examined his browser history.
Two things were painfully obvious: one, Tunde’s interest
in cuckolding, was escalating at an alarming rate, and
second, Tunde did not think Lara was ever going to look
on his laptop. Nothing was hidden or deleted.
She was determined to keep his trust intact by playing
along with his game and not letting on that she had
seen any of what was on his laptop.
Lara felt sorry for her husband. She never realized what
an issue having a small penis must be for him. It was
strange that in their first twenty years, it never
bothered her. She knew what sexual positions were
more pleasurable to her and she stuck to those. She
knew now that, sexually, he wasn’t going to be able to
satisfy her the same way that Uzoh did. Lara could still
have orgasms from Tunde, she was sure of it, they
would just be…different.
Regardless of her relationship with Uzoh, she was
determined to stay in her marriage. She felt that by
participating in his cuckold fantasies (which actually
were a reality) she would be fulfilling her role as his
wife in pleasuring him. To show her love for him, she
could allow some of his fantasies to play out in their
sex life.
Lara also realized that her having sex with Uzoh was
benefitting all three of them. The rationale helped her
feel much better about her having sex with Uzoh.
She quickly closed the laptop and changed into a tight
t-shirt without a bra and a pair of booty shorts Tunde
had purchased for her.
Uzoh was on his back, waiting for Lara to return. He
was naked, except for a towel covering his hips and
groin.
Lara came in and grabbed a bottle of massage oil from
under the sink in the adjoining bathroom.
“Okay, Uzoh. Time for your treatment.” Uzoh’s eyes
were closed so Lara was a little louder than she needed
to be.
“Alright, Lara, I’m ready. Now, let me warn you, I have
not taken any Viagra. In fact, I’m going to reduce my
intake by at least half and see if that helps my overall
energy level. When the Viagra wears off, I crash.” Uzoh
propped his head up on a pillow as he watched Lara
start to work her magic.
“Ok, Uzoh. I’ll keep that in mind.”
What this actually meant for Lara was that it was most
likely going to take Uzoh a lot longer to get an erection.
She was going to need to try extra hard to get him up
today.
Lara started with his toes, then his feet. She needed a
lot of oil since it had been several days at least since
she last rubbed him. She looked at the towel concealing
his mammoth dick. No sign of life yet. She always
wanted to start on his penis first, but felt that his legs
would never get massaged if she started on his penis
first (which they wouldn’t).
She rubbed and squeezed his calves, lifting each leg off
the bed and spreading them wider as she worked each
one. Still nothing.
“We don’t need to be modest anymore, Uzoh. We are
past that, wouldn’t you say?” Before Uzoh could answer,
she whipped the towel off him and cast it on the floor.
Uzoh’s cock and balls were on display about two feet
away. Lara felt her mouth water as she stared at the
mass of flesh lumped between Uzoh’s legs. She worked
the baby oil into his thighs but had a difficult time
keeping her mind on her work.
After spending about two minutes on his legs, Lara took
her shorts off and climbed onto the bed. She sat astride
his left leg and began to pull on his soft cock. Taking his
lifeless slumbering snake in her right hand and
kneading his oversized balls with her left, she moved
her face over his crotch and rubbed it all over his
manhood.
She teasingly bit his flesh while yanking on his dick.
Pouring more oil onto her hand, she stroked the now
semi-flaccid dick. Slowly she worked blood into his
penis, but it took much longer than usual.
She became increasingly wet the more time she spent
working on him. Her pussy was aching for contact,
some kind of touch.
Moving her hips onto his shin and upper foot, she began
to slide her bare pussy up and down his leg.
She grabbed his dick by its base and worked the soft
head into her mouth. Her hand around the shaft, his
head in her mouth, her left hand on his balls and her
pussy rubbing on his leg, Lara was busy.
It was just then that she remembered Tunde’s camera
set-up.
She became excited with the new thought that she
could be pleasing both Uzoh and her husband at the
same time.
Lara recalled two camera angles: one that was above
and behind her current position, and the other about
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