Lara’s Adventure episode 24
20-07-25 (19:37)
Lola came up to bed. She was washing her face as
Tunde lay “working” on his laptop.
He looked up to ask, “So, how’s Uzoh’s condition? Did
your work with him help?”
Lola knew Tunde was most likely watching her
massage and have sex with Uzoh a few minutes ago
via his “hidden” cameras, but she couldn’t know for
sure. As a result, she became suspicious of his question.
“Yes. He’s a lot better after his treatment.” Lola
admitted. She thought it best to keep her knowledge of
Tunde’s cameras a secret.
“No, not yet. I guess I can have this friend of Uzoh’s
over so I can help him. I don’t know who he is though.
I don’t think I have met him.” Lola knew it wasn’t any
of Uzoh’s friends like Etim, otherwise he would have
said as much. It must be another friend. Someone she
hadn’t met yet.
The next morning, Lola was making breakfast for Tunde
and Uzoh in an old cotton pair of shorts and a tank top.
Uzoh entered the kitchen.
“Uzoh, you were talking about another friend who had
your condition? Is it someone I know?” she asked
casually, serving Uzoh a steaming plate of eggs.
Uzoh smiled and picked up his fork. He was happy she
was thinking about his conversation and the prospect of
fucking another big dick.
“No, his name is Fisayo. You haven’t met Fisayo. His
wife and mine were friends and we used to do a lot
together- movies, go out to eat, football games.” He
began eating, watching Lola’s round ass in her shorts.
Uzoh was telling the truth about the nature of his
relationship with Fisayo. His old friend did not, however,
have a “condition,” other than the pretend condition
Uzoh also suffered from. Uzoh enjoyed showing Lola off
to his friends and secretly had plans to get her involved
with more of his friends over time.
Lola turned from the stove. “Oh, I see. Well, if I can
help him, he’s welcome. We have that massage table
just for that purpose.” She smiled at Uzoh.
She was eager to get back to the reason she and Uzoh
had become friends, which was her sincere desire to
help elderly people get along better in their lives. In
fact, she was thinking about touching base with the
elderly centre to discuss Uzoh’s progress. She hadn’t
returned two calls left from the matron who handles
the volunteer schedules at the centre. She probably
needed to reconnect.
After breakfast, Tunde quietly retreated to his room to
watch Lola and Uzoh’s latest video which was recorded
with his new camera set up. Now he was on his way
to work, and running late. He wasn’t sure how he was
going to get anything done professionally knowing that
his wife would be catering to the every need of older
men.
He wanted desperately to see her with this other man
who needed help, but knew he needed to continue his
current approach, which in his mind, was slow and
more secretive than he would like.
Since Uzoh had come into their world, Tunde had never
had so many amazing orgasms in his life, and ironically,
his sex life had never been better, even though he was
having less face-to-face sex now than he ever had in
their marriage. He was almost exclusively masturbating
by himself.
After breakfast, Lola cleaned up the kitchen and went
to her bedroom to change. She dressed herself in
leggings and a sheer T-shirt that Tunde bought her. She
was braless just like Uzoh liked.
She joined Uzoh in the living room as he sat watching a
morning cable news show sipping coffee. Lola sat
below him, on the floor, and began painting her toenails
in a pink shade to match her shirt.
After painting her nails, Lola began to tidy up the house,
as part of her normal routine. She did some dusting.
She picked up odd clothes and dishes that were
scattered about. She started sweeping the kitchen. As
she moved into the living room, she noticed Uzoh
watching her. He had been watching her going about
her housewife duties.
There was something about her domestic side that
turned him on. He was smiling at her and his stiff cock
was jutting out between his parted robe. He finally had
to start stroking his cock at the sight of Lola shaking her
body all over the house.
Lola immediately noticed his condition, so she went to
Uzoh’s room and grabbed the massage oil before
returning to him. She crouched on the floor and began
to work on his legs as he sat on the living room sofa.
“You poor thing! Here I was picking up the house when
you needed treatment! I’m sorry.”
Lola had his foot in her lap as she worked the oil into
his leg. Uzoh was stroking his cock above her, staring
down at her perfect breasts as they moved under her
tight, see-through shirt.
Lola finished his legs. She scooted closer and put both
oily hands on Uzoh’s thick shaft. He let her take his cock
from him.
“Baby, your hands are working wonders,” he offered as
she was beginning to work on his cock.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She quickly wiped off her hands and picked up the
phone.
“Hello? Yes, he’s right here. One moment.”
“It’s Fisayo.” Lola passed him the phone.
“Thank you, darlin’.”
Uzoh took the phone. “Hey… yep, that was Lola…” he
began speaking as Lola moved back to the floor
between his legs.
She pushed he knees apart and scooted herself right up
against the couch. She resumed stroking him with both
hands.
Lola could only hear Uzoh’s end of the conversation as
she stroked his cock.
“…Like you wouldn’t believe… Oh yeah, we had dinner
last night. He’s totally fine with it…I know…I know.”
Lola began servicing Uzoh orally as he spoke. She
plugged her mouth with his fat, smooth cock head and
bobbed her head up and down.
She let go of his shaft and held both of his balls in her
hands. She began sucking noisily while massaging his
testicles. Uzoh was watching her play with his cock
enthusiastically as he spoke with his friend.
“I think you should. Let me ask…” Uzoh cradled the
receiver against his shoulder.
“Do you think you could swing by and pick up Fisayo?
He lives in an old people’s home about five miles from
here.”
Lola removed her mouth with a slurping sound,
released his balls, and resumed stroking him with both
hands.
“That sounds great! Just let me know when,” without
waiting for a response, she lowered her head onto his
cock again.
Uzoh finished the call and watched Lola work her magic
on his dick.
Her mouth was sealed tightly around Uzoh’s responding
shaft. She bobbed her mouth up and down, letting her
spit mix with the oil.
Not one to neglect his balls, she leaned forward and
took each one into her mouth, massaging and kissing
each.
After sucking his testicles, she scooted herself up and
wrapped her breasts around his thick tool. She started
moving them up and over his cock head. Uzoh put his
hands on her shoulders and helped the bouncing lady
find a good pace.
“That’s it, Lola. Your breasts feel amazing.” He loved
how her breasts wrapped completely around his giant
member. Only a girl with enormous breasts could
manage this kind of tit fuck.
It was easy for Lola. She simply smiled and did her best
to keep his thick, dark cock between her massive,
creamy tits. She dutifully pumped her torso up and
down in the black man’s lap.
Uzoh watched Lola’s delicate pink fingers as they dug
deep into her supple tit flesh, holding her warm orbs
around him.
Uzoh was close. “Push them in a little tighter, darlin’…
like that… yep, a little tighter… that’s it… UNGH!”
Syrupy cum erupted powerfully from Uzoh’s cock,
splattering over Lola’s forehead and eyes. But she was
used to it. She kept pumping, squeezing her breasts
tight around Uzoh’s bucking shaft.
He spurted several times, his pale spunk quickly glazing
over her face, neck, and the tops of her tits.
His warm cum formed a runny pool in her cleavage.
Uzoh slid his sperm-slicked cock out of her cleavage
and held it by the base. He clubbed it against the front
of her slippery tits, making sure to smack directly on
her nipples. This caused him to ooze a few more thick
lumps of cum onto the tops of her breasts.
Uzoh loved tit-fucking her.
“I don’t think I will ever get tired of that. You do
wonders for an old man like me, Lola.” Uzoh shook his
dick off onto Lola’s chest and sat up straight.
Lola rose and headed to the nearest bathroom to clean
up. She was a mess.
As she mopped up Uzoh’s load, he spoke to her, raising
his voice so she could hear, “Poor Fisayo. Same
situation as me. The nurses can only do so much to help
his circulation so he suffers. We go to the same doctor.
Not many physical therapists will help people with our
problem the way you do, Lola. You are a life-saver.”
After cleaning herself, Lola was still in house-pick-up
mode and found herself in Uzoh’s room, picking up
around his bed, thinking about what he was saying.
She can’t imagine how any professional therapist or
nurse could treat a man like Uzoh and not realize that
he needs the kind of therapy that he does.
‘Just look at how much Uzoh ejaculates and how often
he needs his legs and penis stimulated’ she thought.
She began thinking about what other kinds of ailments
he would have to endure if she didn’t perform her daily
therapy on him. His legs could become numb, leading to
a fall. What if he didn’t ejaculate for a while and his
balls filled up? She soon began to feel guilty and
needed to talk to him.
“Uzoh, I’ve been thinking about your need of medical
treatment.”
Uzoh sat up. Lola had a serious tone in her voice. He
didn’t like the sound of this.
“Okay, what’s on your mind, darlin?'”
“Don’t you think I should be more appropriate toward
you? That maybe I’m being a little too unprofessional
when I help you with your condition? Or the way I
dress, don’t you think I should focus more on helping
with your treatment and less on my own needs and
wants?”
Uzoh took a moment to think about what Lola had just
said before responding.
“Well, when you wear sexy clothes and use your body
to help me with the circulation of my…penis, you are
doing more than any therapist could do. The doctor said
it is important for me to have my blood circulating
throughout all my lower extremities.
The sexual part of what you do is about the only thing
that could stimulate circulation in my penis. You need to
wear sexy clothes because it helps me, Lola.”
Uzoh paused and looked intently into Lola’s eyes to
convey his sincerity, then continued.
“Seeing your sexy body gets the circulation moving
through my old body parts, and that’s a very good thing
for my health. I am lucky to have you and that you are
so willing to help me in that area. This has been more
helpful than any therapist could ever be.”
Lola smiled and looked down sheepishly.
Uzoh concluded, “It makes me feel happy, and much
less guilty to know that you are able to get something
out of our relationship and that you seem to enjoy sex
with me.”
Lola smiled again. “I’m glad, Uzoh. You make me feel so
good. I can’t imagine not being able to touch you the
way I want to touch you. That would be torture!”
“You can always have access to my body, angel. You
are doing more for me than anyone ever has, and I
thank you.”
Uzoh and Lola were holding hands as they spoke. Lola
was standing at the side of the bed.
Satisfied with Uzoh’s reassurance, she changed the
subject.
“How bad off is your friend Fisayo? Does he have the
same issues as you?”
Lola was wondering how the experience would differ
from Uzoh to Fisayo and whether Fisayo would need
his penis stimulated in the same way as Uzoh.
She couldn’t help but think back to last week when she
had helped Uzoh and his friends all have orgasms and
how sexy she felt. She wondered if Fisayo’s condition
was as bad as Uzoh’s and if he would make her feel as
sexy as the other men did. She was looking forward to
helping another man.
“His condition is worse than mine. His nurses haven’t
ever fully treated him. Most they do is give his legs a
rub-down, but nothing beyond that.”
Uzoh had been bragging to his friend Fisayo about Lola.
Fisayo didn’t believe a word Uzoh said. He couldn’t wait
to see the expression on his face when Lola picked him
up. Hewould make sure she would be wearing
something sexy.
“Why don’t we go pick up Fisayo right now so you can
start helping him?”
Like Tunde, Uzoh was also turned on by the thought of
Lola having sex with another man. There was
something so sexy and yet so innocent about Lola and
how she handled a dick that drove Uzoh crazy.
“I’m ready when you are!” Lola was excited.
“Darlin,’ since you’re going to be helping with his
circulation why don’t you put on something sexier for
us.”
“You’re right, Uzoh. Let me change.” Lola had the perfect
outfit in mind.
After several minutes, Lola returned, proudly showing
Uzoh her outfit. She had her hair pulled back in a neat
bun.
She wore a small, thin, tank top that left her neck and
shoulders exposed, but the real highlight of the shirt
was her bulging cleavage. The tank top would probably
get her in trouble if she wore it in a public place.
Completing her outfit, she had a pair of black short-
shorts that barely covered her.
Uzoh was still getting dressed so Lola put lotion on her
smooth, toned legs. Her pink toe nail polish was perfect
with her outfit.
Finally, Uzoh and Lola were ready to get Fisayo.
Lola pulled up and parked as Uzoh directed her. Just as
he had described, Fisayo lived in a semi-supervised
elderly home; in the non-supervised section. This
consisted of several small apartments made to look
larger by the way the front was designed.
Lola opened her door. She hesitated a moment, self-
conscious about her slutty outfit. Looking from right to
left, she exited the car.
“He’s just right up here.” Uzoh pointed at the door at
the end of the concrete walk they were on.
Fisayo had lost his wife some time ago and his family
had arranged for him to live in this place as they were
moving out of the country and could no longer look in
on him.
Fisayo was expecting Uzoh and was sitting by his front
window watching for him. He had heard a lot of
bragging about how he had met this perfect woman
who was into older men. Fisayo said it sounded like a
scam, but Uzoh’s story just kept getting more fantastic
by the day.
He didn’t think Uzoh’s report had one scintilla of truth.
Either the bitch was far less attractive, or much older, a
prostitute, or an escort or something, but he did not
believe the story Uzoh was telling him. There was just
no way a hot woman was giving herself to that old
man like that.
Looking out the window, he watched an expensive
imported SUV pull up. A woman carefully got out. She
was very shapely and attractive, but judging by the
way she dressed, he thought she must be some kind of
prostitute.
What was she doing here? She walked around her car
and helped someone out of the passenger seat. Fisayo’s
jaw dropped when he recognised his friend Uzoh.
“That old dawg,” he said with a chuckle.
As he watched Uzoh walk arm-in-arm with this sexy
woman up to his door, Fisayo realized that Uzoh was
telling the truth. Now he found himself thinking back to
all the bragging and trying to remember what Uzoh
said and what he could expect from this woman.
The couple approached slowly as Lola helped Uzoh
shamble up the walk. Fisayo became mesmerized as
they got closer. ‘Man, that girl is bouncing up a storm!’
He began to feel something happen in his groin area as
he watched Lola sway up the walk.
He wasn’t one to masturbate, so his dick was not
exactly getting the same amount of attention as Uzoh’s.
Still, Fisayo recognized that age-old tingling. He was
getting a hard-on.
They were almost at the door and Fisayo still couldn’t
believe it. “Jesus, Lord, God above, have mercy,” he said
aloud. He had never seen a finer woman, either on TV
or in real life. Fisayo felt his stiffening cock over his
trousers and moved toward the door in anticipation of
the knock.
Before Uzoh could touch the door, Fisayo opened it
wide, completely ignoring Uzoh and focusing entirely on
Lola and her sexy body. He stepped out of his
apartment and onto the porch.
“My goodness, who is this here?” Fisayo held his arms
open and put his hands on Lola’s hips as she leaned in
to kiss him on the cheek. Her scent was scintillating.
Fisayo brought her in close, letting his hand slide onto
her ass as Uzoh introduced him.
“Nice to meet you, Fisayo. I’ve heard a lot of nice things
about you!”
Lola smiled and looked the old man up and down as he
finally shook Uzoh’s hand.
“Are you ready to go?” As Uzoh asked the question,
Fisayo closed the door behind him and then locked the
deadbolt. Uzoh and Lola hadn’t even made it inside
Fisayo’s apartment. He was ready to go.
Uzoh continued, “I guess that’s a ‘yes’.”
They made their way down the walk, Lola helping Uzoh
and Fisayo follow behind, studying every inch and curve
of Lola’s bouncy ass in the tight shorts.
Upon reaching the car, Lola helped both elderly men
into their seats before slipping into the driver’s seat.
“So, Lola, Uzoh tells me you’re a volunteer down at the
elderly centre?” Fisayo addressed Lola from the back
seat.
He sat up so he could peer over her shoulder. Fisayo
looked down at her broad cleavage. Her soft skin
jiggled slightly with the motions of the car.
“Well, yes. I don’t report to the place in person. I just
phone-in and give them an update on Uzoh’s condition
every week…except, I missed last week.”
Lola adjusted her rearview mirror to see Fisayo’s face,
but she found his gaze not meeting hers. He was
staring at her breasts.
“I didn’t know you did that.” Uzoh interrupted.
“I’ve called twice. They barely remember you.” She
looked over at Uzoh. “They didn’t even know you had a
medical condition.” Lola wore a look of concern.
Fisayo looked at Uzoh and raised his eyebrows.
“How could they not know about our condition, Uzoh?”
He was worried the gig was up before he even had a
chance with Lola.
Fisayo used the conversation to introduce what he and
Uzoh had talked about over the last several days:
Fisayo had the same condition and needed the same
treatment as Uzoh.
“Well, I don’t get out that way much, in fact, I haven’t
updated my records since I joined about fifteen years
ago, before my condition set in. That’s why it wasn’t
part of your volunteer paperwork.”
“I think that’s awful. Maybe you two need to update
your records.” Lola offered.
“I’ll be sure to call them when I get the chance.” Uzoh
reassured Lola.
Uzoh’s answer put Lola at ease. She was now
concerned about Fisayo and wondered how he was
getting along without any treatment.
She liked Fisayo so far. At sixty-one, he was younger
than Uzoh. He was shorter too. Fisayo seemed to be
about five-foot-eight and was a little round in the belly,
but not fat. He was balding and had a kind face. He
seemed to really like Lola too. He kept rubbing her
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