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My Neighbors Daughters (Episode 1)

My Neighbors Daughters Episode 1

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👫💕 My Neighbors Daughters Episode One:

This is temptation, and the little man down there is not in any way helping the matter.🥒
I’ll always have to imprison him within the hook of my belt Just to avoid a story that touch.😔

Amanda, one of our neighbors daughter caught me more than twice while trying to control Mr konji from forcing himself out of my Jean trouser.👖

My name is Ayo but people prefer calling me ay. Didn’t have a nickname anyway.😜

(that was then, now I’m oko Adesewa)

Am the first in the family of three, the two are my dad and mom, which means I’m the only child. So mostly, I do have things in my way being the only child in the family.

I will be 21 next winter.😍
My father house is located at akure south region of ondo state being a GPS student I love maps. We have three neighbors which house are just a stone thrown from ours.🏘️
Mr igoni,Mr owoeye and Mr bamidele.

These men has two daughters each except for Mr Igoni which got three.👩
Amanda which was his first born followed by ifeoma and chioma.
Chioma which was the youngest will be around eighteen, basically speaking All of them are heavily loaded.🙀
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The front side of amanda is directly proportional to the size of a water melon🍉 and her backside is just exactly like the boot of a toyota venser car.🥺
I think they all inherit all those packages from their mom.

Mr Owoeye has two beautiful daughters , Grace and toyin. Both of them are okay just that their back side are equivalent to ****some text missing****.
Mr Bamidele has two daughters wumi and Dami. they are neither beautiful nor ugly, but both Of them are beautiful enough to make you fall inside gutter if you ain’t looking where you are going.🤣
Their packages are okay. Not too big and not too small.

When we first moved in into our house,
I always stay indoor minding my own business but always stealing glance from the window at any girl passing by or who came to fetch water in our house.🙈
The window is black so they can’t see me but I can see them clearly.
I do play Mr nice guy then, After a couple of months I started relating with the girls.
My first crush was on Amanda, she always drive me crazy with her melons. I started anticipating on how to get my d–k inside her tonton.👉👌
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Well am a handsome guy so they say. But am not always sure if am handsome or not. But I love the mentality of being handsome.

I noticed something about ifeoma (Amanda sister). she is always clutching on me whenever she sees me and I understand very clear where she is driving to.😋

(Congratulation you are dealing with the right guy).😅

But Amanda was my target and not her, but who am I to say no to an inviting p—y.

Mr Owoeye daughters are also like an angel to me, Grace whoose happens to be the oldest was a little bit older than I.
And she’s known to be very pugnacious.
But in several occasions, my heart always longs for her. Since she seems impossible for me to have, I advanced downward to her sister Toyin.

One thing I love about toyin, she got a very beautiful dimples and she was easily accessible in terms of friendship. But getting to f–k her p—y was also something that drew me closer to her.

She was an university aspirant seeking for Admission, whereas her elder sister Grace was at her 400level in the institution.🎒
Toyin got a moderately big breast, just that she got no Butt.❌
I was a guru at math and physic, so most often, toyin do come to me to explain some math difficulty to her.📟
I used this medium to enter her. I wasn’t good at asking a lady out, I just make use of the friendship strategy. I’ll makes friends with them for a while, and before I knew it, they will be the one falling for me.

I was solving some sums for her one evening, when I caught her staring at my face with some lusty smile.🙄

“why are you smiling? ” I asked.🤷🏼‍♂️
😋😋

TO Be Continued

November 15, 2023
In The Name Of Love (Episode 1)

In The Name Of Love Episode 1

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👫💞 In The Name Of Love Episode One:

It was supposed to be a beautiful morning,but the shouting and insults from father wouldn’t even make it so,not like it was something new,but my little head couldn’t take it anymore, why,why,just why do I have to wake up most times to fighting and war,just why would my parents not live in peace like every other couple around.

Useless woman, there is nothing good that I have gotten since you came into my life, you are just a bag of bad luck, father wouldn’t stop talking…

Could that be true?,is that even possible, I mean, people always say children are blessings,so definitely my brother and I weren’t an exception, why would father say such,I wondered…

If you are not a fool, would you be asking me for money this early morning, wouldn’t you know that I would have to go to work first this morning before returning in the evening with something,but of course you don’t have sense,so there’s nothing you know,father continued…

But dear,do you expect the children to starve, there’s nothing in this house for them to eat,the last money I had ,was used yesterday,please,you have to keep something,no matter how little for the children, please,mother pleaded….

You see your life,you are just a liability,and so useless,see I have to be at work,so take your useless self out of my sight, father shouted, pushed her and walked out…

Mother thought I was still sleeping,as I was still laying down beside my younger brother who was very fast asleep….

She sat down helplessly hopeless,it was obvious she had a lot going through her mind.as some tear drops went down her cheeks…..

I was hurting,I knew my mother was,but there was nothing I could do,I was just a child after all…..

My younger brother soon woke up, looking so hungry,,it was his usual behavior,he walked up to mother,,, good morning mummy,I am hungry,he said, bringing mom back from all her travels in thought,she looked up at him and smiled, don’t worry big boy,you would soon eat something, mother assured, even though she knew that was a lie, good morning mummy,I greeted, pretending I was just waking up….

Good morning uwa,she replied smiling, how was your night,she asked…

It was fine mother,I answered….

She was looking at both of us,like she had so much to tell us,but our young minds were too young for all she wanted to say,if only she knew I had become very matured in thought,I mean who wouldn’t in my shoes,I was just 8,,but with an adult mind….

My brother was 5,he wasn’t one to endure hunger,he had started to wear a sad face,I am hungry mummy, Samuel said again…

Other children were getting ready to go to school in the compound,but that wasn’t the case with my brother and I,we were supposed to resume new classes,but father had said he had no money for our school,mother was a stay home wife, hence there wasn’t anyway she could assist,my brother and I had to stay at home….

My brother and I had our bath, mother was unease, walking to and fro,I Know she was confused,father was nowhere around,and it was way past breakfast.

My brother soon started to cry profusely,he was obviously hungry,I was too,but somehow I knew crying wasn’t going to help the situation…

When my mother couldn’t bear seeing us in hunger anymore,she held my brother by his hand, while I walked behind her, to the small shop down our street…

Good morning mama Chi, mother greeted the woman who gave her a disgusting look in return….mother stood scratching her head not knowing how to begin her request…

Mama Ade abeg commote from my shop if you no know waiting you go talk…the shop owner said in pigin

Mama chichi,abeg you fit give me small foodstuffs make I take make something for my children,I go payyyyyyyy

Taaaa,no even try finish am,no try am,you know how much of my money dey your hand,if na so everybody dey buy and no pay,I for don pack enter house,you dey hold me almost six thousand for this my small shop,how much be everything for my market,abeg Carry your sef commot from my shop,the woman shouted again giving a loud hiss…

My brother was already crying,as he understood there wasn’t any hope for a meal…

Mother was pleading in tears,I was heart broken seeing her that way….

I say make una commot for my shop,the woman shouted again…..

Mother took both my brother and my hand, lending us home in tears,when God showed us mercy….

Madam come back,we heard a voice..

looking back it was an unfamiliar face..

Mother didn’t know him but she slowly walked up to him with both my brother and I…

Good afternoon madman,the uncle greeted,good afternoon sir,mother replied.i greeted too.

Come and take what ever you’d be needing,he said to mom.

Sirrrrr,mother asked,like she didn’t hear properly….

Madam, please take whatever you’d be needing ,these kids deserve to eat,please take anything you need…he said again..

Ahaa!,thank you sir, God bless you,thank you very much,mother said and went to the shop, taking few cups of rice and what she’d need in making it and some garri too….

Thank you sir, God bless you for this,I really appreciate,mother thanked him over and over again….

It’s okay madam,the uncle said while mother happily took us home to quickly make the food for us.

In less than 45minutes the food was ready,as it was prepared with fire wood….

Mother served some in a big bowl, while we ate happily, thanking God for provision.

TO Be Continued

November 11, 2023
Love Enhancer (Episode 1)

Love Enhancer Episode 1

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👫💞 Love Enhancer Episode One:
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(Genesis of Mystery 🧡)

On his way out of the male toilet, just at the door, Kelly heard her amorous laughter, her voice was intensively irresistible like a nude image of a marine goddess. He stood at the door with a hand on the knob, enjoying the very voice of the angel outside. It was like a pain relief to his body and worked like magic in stabilizing his blood pressure like Benazepril hydrochloride.

The feelings he got from the voice flushed down from his head to his toes, hence triggering a smile on his face. He couldn’t wait anymore to have, at least, a glance at the face of the girl who had brainwashed him with her voice. Though he knew the owner of the voice, but seeing her face would be an addendum to the joy in his heart. So, quickly, he walked back into the toilet, carried a bucket to a diminutive window as an aid to his height. He climbed, like an amateur spy, he peeked with only an eye through the window to finally see the beautiful face of the beautiful voice. It was Erica, his biggest crush.

Sadly, that was all Kelly could always do: stealing a crushing glance at Erica coz he’s so timid and shy to stand before her thoughtless of confessing his love for her. He also thought the girl was too classic for someone like him. Hence, crushing on her was the best he could do. Nonetheless, as he was satisfying his emotions through the window, someone coughed from behind thereby startling him; he nearly fell down from the bucket.

He said nothing but stared at the person after adjusting his eyeglasses. A school bag hung behind him just like a blue pen hung on the pocket of his white long-sleeve shirt which he tocked in-in a blue plain trouser. First, he analyzed the average woman who interrupted him: she looked unfamiliar with a mop and a bucket in her hand.

“I guess you’re the cleaner. Sorry, I guess I have to excuse you.” Kelly began to walk towards the door.

“Not all relationships are meant to be.” the woman’s voice interrupted him, yet he couldn’t resist Erica’s that was still coming from outside. Also, he couldn’t put a finger on what the woman was talking about, so he slowly turned to see her mopping the floor absentmindedly as if she never said anything. Astonished, Kelly asked her, “Did you just say something?”

“You heard me” the woman kept mopping.

“Well, I’m not in a relationship with her, and I know it’s not meant to be as you said.”

The woman straightened up. “Who’s talking about you?” she asked.

“What then are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about who you are, not you in particular.”

Both stared at each other. Bemused, Kelly didn’t know what to think, just as his legs suddenly loss the appropriate weight to carry his body. Terrified, he hurried out of the toilet, contemplating how the woman knew who he was. “Who am I? Obviously, I’m Kelly Joe. That’s who I am. The woman must be bluffing.” He concluded within him, standing outside the door. He saw a male student entering into the toilet then said, “A cleaner is inside, I guess you have to wait for her to…”

“What the hell are you talking about?” the boy interrupted him rudely. “Today is Monday, janitors don’t work on Mondays, freak!” he barged into the rest-room where Kelly utilized the juncture to peek inside but never saw the woman again. He became astonished! It could be seen on his eye-balls that approximately bulge out through his eyeglasses.

Notwithstanding, his two hands enjoyed the comfort refuge of his two pockets just like, in the same demeanor, his footsteps on the tiled floor remained brisk as he was heading to the exterior part of the building, wondering who he had seen inside the toilet if not a janitor. Though group of students walked through the same passage with him but Kelly never noticed any of them to my greatest amusement because I, the writer know that none of those students noticed him too. Kelly has always been unnoticed and hates drawing attention to himself, but Lucas, his best buddy, would always drag his legs to the village square.

Stepping outside, Kelly’s eyes once again behold Erica beside the school flag with her friends laughing and hilariously catwalking in a feminine demeanor that got her buttocks slightly shaking in a blue short skirt. She was always neat, eye-catching especially on her uniform. She’s ebony black that glitters with the divulging teeth in her mouth which Kelly enjoys to see mostly coz her smile alone is like a nourishing breakfast. At the sight of Erica, Kelly becomes not only vulnerable but also forgetful. Just like he had forgotten about the strange woman he saw in the rest-room as he stupidly stood there, admiring his dream love.

“KJ…” a voice called him from behind. By hearing of the acronym, Kelly articulated who that might be, so he never turned rather called his name, “Lucas.”

Lucas patted his bag from behind. He had the same height with Kelly but more preferable by women to Kelly. “I’ve once again caught you staring at a woman’s cut-yard.” Lucas began. “It’s all the same thing, KJ. You just have to do the real thing. Touching it is the same as staring at it.”

Kelly glanced at him. “What are you talking about, Lucas? What is cut-yard anyway?” he asked still with his hands in his pockets.

“The groovy buttocks!”

“Why?”

“Coz it’s divided into two that’s why it’s called cut-yard. Even God knows you can’t handle both that’s why he cut it into two equal half for you to have one while I manage one.” he laughed to see Kelly smiling too, but continued. “My Bible tells me that looking at it is the same as when you touch it. Both are sin! So choice your sin wisely; which do you prefer, KJ?”

Kelly ignored him but traces of smile never departed from his face. He sighted Mr Martins, their form master, then hurried to him. The man’s steps is always very fast that whosoever walks with him must be on the run. That was the situation Kelly found himself, galloping beside him like a horse while the man comfortably walked.

“Sir, I need your attention. I’m worried about something.” Kelly requested in a hurry.

“I’m all yours, KJ” the man replied.

“You just need to slow down sir.”

“I’m a moving train, KJ. You can meet me at the bus-stop.”

Kelly stopped, breathing hastily as he watched the man entering into his office. Then he understood that he must had gotten to his bus-stop, so he met him inside the office.

“What’s it, Joe?” Mr Martins asked gesturing at the seat opposite him.

Kelly sat down sluggishly. “Sir, I met a janitor inside our rest-room. But I realized today is Monday. You can hi ome on+233544142683 to be added to Story headquarters room. There’s no way any of them could be in school. So I was wondering if you in anyway invited any of them today.”

The man kept mute, laid back on his chair, crossed his legs and stared at the boy before him. His silence got Kelly worried the more coz he needed an answer to his inquisition.

“Sir,” he called.

“You’ve not hit the nail on the head, Joe.” Mr Martins said. “Did the woman harrase you in anyway?”

“No,” Kelly responded surprisingly. “But how do you know it’s a woman, sir?” The young boy couldn’t help but to shake the fact that Mr Martins knows about his encounter with the strange woman. Just as the silence lingered, a knock came from the door. It cracked opened and Erica entered to Kelly’s greatest amazement. Quickly, he looked up at her but suddenly bent his head shyly.

“Erica, it better be important. What is it?” Mr Martins asked her. Just then, his cell phone rang, he picked it and walked out of the office as he spoke through it. Only Kelly and Erica remained inside the office, yet Kelly couldn’t look up again. He wished the ground opens and swallow him.

“Hey, KJ.” Erica whispered. “You’re with my cell phone. The location is on so I just tracked it to this place. May I see your bag?”

Before Kelly could say anything, she zipped the bag open, deep her hand inside it and brought out the phone. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today.” she disdained him and walked out of the office.

Kelly exhaled, knowing very well that it was Lucas’ handwork. He closed his bag, hung it once again to leave the office too. Unfortunately, he met Lucas, grinning outside, beside the door.

“Lucas, I know you did it.” he told him.

The boy approached him. “Did you touch?” he asked amusingly.

“Touch what?”

“Aaahhh..” Lucas groaned. “Must I explain myself again?”

Kelly sighted the cleaner, leaving the school compound. He could feel goosebumps on his skin as he stared at her. He tapped Lucas, pointing at the woman. “What could that janitor be doing in school today?”

Lucas stretched his neck. “What Janitor? Today is Monday, bro.” he said.

“You mean you can’t see her leaving the school?”

“I see nobody, bro. All I see are bunch of cut-yards.”

“Something is wrong somewhere.” Kelly murmured. He threw off his bag and began to run after the woman. Lucas picked his bag strangely wondering what had come over him. Kelly’s race, for the first time, drew attention to himself. Students who saw him running wondered why and wanted to see the outcome. Mr Martins, who was on call at a corner also watched the young boy running like an amateur.

“Hey, woman, wait!!” he shouted on his way. Unluckily, he stumbled and fell down, brushing his face on a green grass. Some students laughed while some showed concern. Kelly felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up to see Lucas as the one. “Did you see her?” he was still asking.

“No, KJ. What’s going on?” Lucas asked with a serious tone.

Kelly stood up to see all eyes on him, he turned to see Mr Martins staring at him too. Lucas handed his eyeglasses to him, he cleaned it and wore it back boldly. His emotions changed. He fully understood that Mason High School has a mystery he had to solve.

TO Be Continued

November 2, 2023
Mr. Lecturer (Episode 1)

Mr Lecturer Episode 1

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🧏 Mr. Lecturer Episode One:

Hi guys, my name is Caleb Ezubuike. A young Nigerian and a university lecturer.
I have a story to tell and i really would want you guys to learn something from it. Life is all about lessons and i wish to use my life story to send some messages across.

This is my Story >>

Most African university graduates do dream of becoming a lecturer. We all know about the bright future of lecturers, the respect they controlled and the wealth that followed them.

Yea being a lecturer gives one the opportunity to get to the very top if he’s serious about it.
As a lecturer you have a clear path towards becoming a professor and it’s now left for you to work towards making it happen.

I was opportune to travel to Canada for my master’s degree, immediately after my NYSC in 2006. I returned to Nigeria two years later and quickly married a family friend’s daughter whose father was equally the Dean of Education faculty in the university that employed me two months after my wedding. I had my life well planned out. I already knew what to do and what not to do in achieving my goals.

My parents were equally supportive and moderately wealthy. They supported me in everything.
Being the last child in the family of two girls, i was overly pampered by my parents and siblings, even after my marriage to Jessica who equally was a nurse in the state General hospital.

I soon started work as a lecturer with a strong spirit towards correcting all the wrongs in the university system. I swore to stand straight in my dealings with students. I swore never to compromise my dignity and be a good man respected by everyone but unfortunately it was easier said than done. Being a lecturer opened my eyes to the realities on ground.

Politics and corruption was already well embedded in the university system that you either join in the show or look the other way. I was young and ambitious. The options before me was simply unimaginable.
Hmmmm, well at first i was forced to look the other way and face my classroom work, which i did with great zeal .

I handled Bio 101, 102, 201, 202, 301, 354 & 402. It really wasn’t easy for me at all and to worsen my situation some of the senior lecturers i shared the courses with, left everything for me to handle alone and the number of students offering the courses were quite enormous.

But that wasn’t even the major problem. As soon as the first exam i was to participate as a lecturer arrived, more temptations poured in..
The first temptation was from final year student known as comfort. She was the first to tempt me.
How did it all happen??

TO Be Continued

November 2, 2023
The Pastor’s Daughter (Episode 1)

The Pastor’s Daughter Episode 1

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👫💞 The Pastor’s Daughter Episode One:

My name is Love. I grew up seeing my father distributing suspension in church to his members like a free gift. My father was a very stern pastor. Sometimes I do hear people in the village parading with his name calling him wicked. I can’t count the number of times he has canceled weddings when he finds out the bride is pregnant, no amount of pleadings will change my father decision.

“I was sent to groom and prepare for the Lord a generation of decent, spotless, and godly people and not filthy beings for the next coming of our savior and that I must achieve! My father will always brag whenever his fellow pastors advises him to lessen his hands on his members.

At home he handles us with iron hands because we have to be a good example to other children in the village.
“Its not a mistake that I have only two children. I personally told your mother to stop once you were born Love so that I can open my eyes well on you and your brother. I won’t be alive and see you two bring me shame and bring my hard work to nothing, no way! My father will always shout us at home with any little mistake we make.

I and my brother got very scared to make mistakes and tried our best to live our lives to the standard our father gave to us but I had a problem. I was not good at all with Physics and mathematics as a science student. Though I had no interest in science, but as I said earlier, my father gave us a standard already and the way we must go even in the choice of what we will study.

My brother who had interest in cars, and he will always be found at the mechanic shop looking at the way cars are being repaired. My father screamed out and casted the spirit of mechanism from him with enough beatings when he found out, saying the Lord said he should be a lawyer.
We were both struggling in academics and worked extra hard to meet up.

At school when I opened my book and saw the test score, I just heaved and closed the book very disappointed that I failed with my legs raised up. Because of my father stern attitude, the teachers will always separate me from the other students when its time for tests and examinations.

“Malpractice or asking your friends answers in the hall is a sin, that’s what your father do preach right? They will remind me.
It was becoming tiring for me. I could not make friends nor mingle with people so that they won’t influence me according to my father.

My case was more interesting because I am a female child,
“Don’t let a boy come close to you so you won’t get pregnant, was what my parents told me. I feared suspension and stayed off even though I had questions running in my head with what I do hear from my biology teacher.

“Love you’ve failed again? Cecilia asked as I covered my head on the desk crying.
“I don’t know what to do, soon the mock exams will start, I replied.

“Don’t you think you need a teacher? Like a home teacher I mean, she said.
“My father won’t accept, I said.

“Just explain things to him and try to make him understand, don’t forget no one will help you during the exams, Cecilia said and it got me more scared.
I and my brother were in the same class because we started school together. According to my mom they didn’t have the money to enroll him in school when he was suppose to start, we had to start together when the money finally came.

As we strolled back home I complained to Pius about my poor grades in school and he just smiled like it was nothing,
“I don’t understand, what’s funny? I asked him.
“What do you want me to say? He asked back.

“You have nothing to say? I asked him.
“Love I have nothing to say, why not go tell your parents who pushed us to where we don’t know where its taking us. Imagine me sitting down to read different literatures what for? Pius asked and I breathed out.

“The mock exams is coming up, if we don’t pass we can’t enter the next class na, I said.
‘Does it concern me? No should I kill myself? The shame will surely go back to him, I wonder how he will keep his face when his two children fails with high rank, Pius said and quickly walked away from me and I could sense that he’s really angry.

My mother returned from the market and I decided to talk to her, unlike my dad she has a small spot to listen to us even though we will be wasting our time because she will have to still discuss with her husband.
“Mommy please you know I am trying hard, help me talk to daddy, I need a home teacher, I told her.
“Love you know that is not going to happen, how many hours will this home teacher have with you? She asked.

“Mommy I don’t know but if i want to be honest with you, my grades is very poor, I replied.
“I’ll try my best anyway, she said and left the kitchen and I breathed out.

That night we left our rooms for prayers, my father just fixed his eyes on me that I began to wonder what I’ve done.
“What is this home teacher I am hearing? He finally asked.
“Daddy it’s……… “Are you reading your book! How special is your brain that I have to pay for a home teacher and a school teacher! He shouted and I closed my eyes shaking.

“She wants to start now to have a home teacher and you’re supporting her, when she gets to the university what will she ask for? This home teacher will it be free? He asked referring to my mom.
“But she’s complaining her grades are low, my mother replied.

“Is it our fault? Did our parents then or did we know what is home teacher at our time? Didn’t we struggled to pass the way we can? This children are too relaxed, in fact get up let’s pray! He shouted and we sluggishly stood up and that was the end of a home teacher.

After a week I heard our seniors are organizing an extra class for us free. I was most excited and that morning before I left for school I told my parents about it,
“I need you back to this house before 3pm, my father said.
“But daddy the class begins after the school is over, I can’t be home before 3pm, I said.

“Did I tell you to attend any class? My father asked.
“But daddy why are you doing this? This class is beneficial for me as a science student and our exams is coming up soon, is it bad for the students to gather us up and teach us what they know ahead of the exams? I asked and my mother cleared her throat.

“When will you be coming back? She asked.
“An hour late, I replied.

“Dear please let her attend, its still part of learning right? My mother asked but he was quiet.
“Please na, they are almost late for school, my mother said again looking at the time as we waited for him.

“And you Pius you have no extra class? My father asked.
“There is, but I’m not interested in it, he replied.

“Very good, She should not be interested also, my father said to my mother.
“But they are in different class, isn’t the science class more difficult? My mother asked.

“That’s what they make you believe. Anyway you can attend but don’t dare to come back late, my father said.
“Thank you daddy, I happily said and left with Pius.

We were barely 10 of us who attended the class and it made it easy for the students to attend to us and made us understand. I felt very comfortable with my seniors teaching me, it was penetrating better especially when the senior boys prefect comes up to teach Physics.
Within a week after I started the class, I saw improvement and I was doing well with the assignments they do give after every teaching.

I saw myself interacting with my classmates which was not so, and I was so close with the boys prefect and we go home together because Pius was not waiting for me.
One day as we walked home together I saw a member of the church who I greeted very well and she responded well also and we passed.
That evening I was doing my assignment when my father got in very furious,

“Love, who is this boy you’re always seen walking and smiling with on the road? My father asked.
“Hey daddy that’s our boys prefect, I replied

“So what? You will have to hold hands together and walk side by side laughing? Do you know that is appearance of evil? My father asked.
“Daddy we didn’t hold hands o, we just walked and talked, I replied.

“Talked about what exactly that all your forty two teeth will be showing huh? He asked.
“Daddy its thirty two, I corrected and I received a slap that fitted my face.

“Yes correct me and ignore the question I asked you. Let me not see you with that boy and Enough of the extra class! He shouted and walked out and Pius just placed his hand under his chin looking at me as I cried holding my cheek.
“Aunty Amarachi actually reported you, Pius said and I looked at him and sniffed and stormed out of the house and got to her place straight up.

“Why are you this wicked and a jobless gossiper? Can’t you do something better in your life than reporting people? I asked facing her.
“What do you mean by that? She asked.

“Oh stop pretending! Because you saw me walking with a boy you reported me to my father for what exactly? I asked.
“To stop you from getting pregnant and get suspended. Oh oh oh you’re even raising your shoulders high because I called your father to look at you huh? Truly you have no respect for elders, she replied.

“Mind your business woman, look after your own children and leave me alone! I shouted and left her compound while she clapped her hands behind me.
When I got home I saw my mother coming out from the kitchen,
“Where are you coming back from? She asked but I looked away still very angry.

“I am talking to you! She shouted.
“To aunty Amarachi place, I told her to stop gossiping, I replied.

“Is Aunty Amarachi your mate? She asked.
“Oh she knows like that and she can’t stop being an idle gossiper? I asked back.

“Wonderful! I can see all she told me very visible now. So you even insulted someone old enough to be your mother Love? My father asked coming out and I just scoffed.
“I didn’t insult her but called her to order, let her stop intruding into other people business so that the size of her nose will reduce, I replied and left to the use the other door to enter my room.

I heard my father ranting and vibrating the whole house but I didn’t care. Stopping me from the extra class or talking with Solomon was something I was not planning to do, I just knew from that day I was no longer that obedient lamb that can be kicked around….

TO Be Continued

November 1, 2023
The Secret Room (Episode 1)

The Secret Room Episode 1

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👫💞 The Secret Room Episode One:

Every woman’s dream is to meet their better half, the one who would love and care for her till they parted ways in dèàth. My wedding day was the most memorable day of my life, but the night of my wedding was the genesis of my nightmares.

I watched as my husband laid flat in bed, instead of him to be in a hurry to fu.ck his newly wedded wife whom he had never had sè.x with. I presumed it to be tiredness.

He slept like a log of wood, l had no choice but to sleep too. Every day went normal for us but every night, I felt my husband wasn’t with me.

Each f.ûcking night, I would always sleep off and not waking up till the following morning. It was unlike me, what could be happening? Every night, my darling husband would make coffee for me, l loved coffee a lot and Bernard knew how to make them to my taste.

“Claire my love, here is your coffee, hope you’ll love it”, Bernard groused as he winked at me handing the cup of coffee to me. “Thanks”, l gently said as I placed the cup on my lips and walked away into the kitchen leaving him in the living room.

I poured out all the contents into the kitchen sink and went to our room upstairs to meet my husband who had gone to bed as usual. He Never made sèxûal advances to me and never listened to me when l questioned him about his awkward behavior.

All of a sudden, l felt movements beside me, I had pretended for hours, faking sleep. He got up thinking I was way gone into the dream land, headed towards his study table and made for the drawer. He took out some bunch keys and went out of the room.

I waited for sometime before l got up. He went downstairs to the room he had specifically warned me not to enter. The day he warned me, he was vibrating with every muscle in his body. I never trespassed.

Some minutes later, l heard moans of someone, no, it’s a man’s voice, moans of someone having se.x. My heart went pounding, it raced like it had never done before. What could be happening, who and who were having se.x. l wanted to break in but something told me not to, I left crying bitterly.

He came in and slept like nothing had happened. This went on for weeks, l didn’t take the usual coffees he would make for me. Every night, creeping out of bed and going into that same room.

At times, I would hear someone crying, the cry would be so intense that would send goosebumps to my skin. I needed to know what it was in that room. What could it be?

“Claire, I’m sorry to tell you this but I’ll be away for two days please, a business trip actually and l have to get going now”, Bernard said as he packed his suitcase and was ready to leave. I moved closer to him and pecked him and he didn’t reciprocate the kiss.

I’ve always felt he was cheating on me with someone, but his profile was clean. His calls were always business related or from family members. I wondered who exactly l had gotten married to.

I waited for some hours after Bernard had Left home. Ruminating on what next to do, l headed towards his study table, drew out the drawer and took the keys. It was now or never. Running down the stairs, my nerves were on fire.

I felt some kind of excitement, yet l felt fear. What if what was inside was going to be beyound my power? What would be my fate? I prayed in my heart as I inserted the key into the keyhole of the door.

It gave way, getting into the room, it was dark. I searched in the dark for the light switches on the wall, finally found it and l switched it on. The room had some kind of irritating smell, I turned and looked onto the bed.

I screamed my lungs out as l beheld an horrîfic sight. A woman was lying on the bed motionless. Dressed like someone who was about to be buried.

She was dèàd. Her skin looked like that of someone that had long dîèd, but was being preserved. I felt my system failing, l passed out right there in the room.

TO Be Continued

November 1, 2023
Home Alone With My Adopted Step Sister (Episode 1)

Home Alone With My Adopted Step Sister Episode 1

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🧏 Home Alone With My Adopted Step Sister Episode One:

No no no no I can’t share this house with anyone I said angrily.
Come on Alex you need someone to keep you company mom said and looked at dad
Yes son you need a sibling dad added
No I don’t need anyone am old enough to take care of myself I scream.

OK that enough am tired of your stupidity Alex it is either you like it or not. We are adopting a child to this house mom said and left
Dad shook his head and went after her.

I will make that child life miserable I said and went to my room.

My phone rang and I picked the call.

Me: Hey Johnny
Johnny: Are you ok
Me: yeah
Johnny: the guys wanna hang out later…..
Me: (Cut him short) am in
we are picking you up by five he said and hanged up.

Fast forward<>>><>>>>>>>

Alexander mom called
They are back with the child I thought and rush downstairs
Yes mom I answered
Meet your new sister Amaya, Mom said and I looked at the girl beside her, She was very beautiful, I looked at her with my jaw dropped. This girl is supposed to be my girlfriend not sister . She was not looking at me ,maybe she was shy. How can someone be this cute is she really human.
But mom she is almost my age I finally voice out.
Yeah I know she is cute and intelligent that why we adopted her mom said and dad nodded.

Amaya baby let me show you to your room mom said and she follow her slowly
Gosh her walking steps is wow she has the body of a model. Is this how cute girls in the orphanage are ? I thought as I look at her until she is out of sight .

Fast forward >>>>>>>>>

You mean a girl of your age is brought home as your sister Johnny said laughing
Yes and she is d–n beautiful I added
That’s your chance dude James my other friend said
Which chance I asked
_To f**k of course Bryan said._
You haven’t had a good s3x _for good three months James said._
*And the girl showed up what did you think I will do if I have a beautiful adopted sister Johnny said*
*Have s3x with her James said*

TO Be Continued

November 1, 2023
Mr. Teacher (Episode 1)

Mr Teacher Episode 1

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🧏 Mr. Teacher Episode One:

I was nicknamed Seal-breaker by my friends. Why? Because not only was I an expert in breaking virginity, I had deflowered so many girls. Why do I like virgins, I know not but I know having the knowledge that a girl was a virgin was a serious turn on for me. Although virgins in this generation were scarce, so I decided to aim a little lower and more specifically. My target were teenage girls. They were fresh, beautiful, chaste but gullible, which means that one of their highest weaknesses were words also known as flattery.

I had watched a lot of romantic movies, read a lot of romantic books and listened to a lot of R&Bs all because I wanted to up my game and be good at making girls swoon just at the sound of my voice and the words that escaped my mouth. I had broken so many hymen that it seemed like oxygen to me. Why do I like virgins? It was simply because I had been abused by one when I was a child. I was just sixteen and the first shadow of beard could be seen above my upper lip and back then, I was in SS2. An innocent church boy who loved the piano and minded business.

My abuser had been a member of my church. She was twenty four and was chubby. She was in the choir department and was one of the lead vocalist. Her name was Gloria. Anytime Gloria sang, the holy Spirit seemed to be interested in visiting the church that day for you’ll see other female members of the church going into a trance or simply falling under the amounting. Some would reel back and scatter the chairs, upsetting them and alarming the other members of the congregation standing around them.

If they were not lucky, they would hit the floor and start rolling, squirming or vibrating like a Nokia phone. One of the things which baffled me was how they always remembered to keep their thighs together. Another puzzle that was yet to be solved was why it always had to be the feminine gender. Young girls, ladies, mothers and even grandmothers weren’t an exception. As long as Sister Gloria was ministering with her sonorous voice, a female will surely fall under the anointing.

Everyone admired her and even I myself had a crush on her which only my best friend knew about. I just didn’t know how I was to profess my love to sister Gloria. I mean, she was eight years older than I was and not only did I dread being embarrassed, I also dreaded being rejected, so I decided that it was best if I kept my feelings to myself to avoid stories that touch. However, since I would sometimes go to the church in the evenings after school for personal trainings, I soon discovered that something was going on between sister Gloria and brother Efosa, the Choir Master.

He was thirty-two and had a fiancee whom worshipped in another church. The important factor that gave Brother Efosa a chance to cheat was because of the long distance relationship he had with his girlfriend. She was in the northern part of the country, working in a bank and he was based in Lagos, working as the manager of a company. I had known brother Efosa for a very long time and I didn’t like him. In fact, I hated him the more when I found out that he had finally reached the tentacles towards the very girl I was crushing on and what was more annoying was the fact that she was almost always all over him.

It is a surprising thing that once a guy in the church is good at singing, suddenly, every girl has a crush on him. The guy didn’t have to be handsome or rich, he just had to stand on that alter, sing and plunge everyone down an emotional tunnel and boom, every girl wanted to talk to him. You keep hearing his name popping up everywhere on every girl’s lips till it becomes so annoying you want to choke the next girl who mentions his name to you.

Anyways, back to sister Gloria, I started noticing that something was fishy when I would see brother Efosa and sister Gloria sneak into a dark corner in the church. I didn’t like it one bit and I wondered what was so attractive about brother Efosa. Although, he was sturdy but he was bald and had a bushy beard covering his chin and a moustache forming around his mouth, so why would girls be pulled to him like moths to light?

Each night sister Gloria followed brother Efosa into a corner, she came out looking more distressed. One evening, as I arrived church and decided to eat some superbite sausage and Viju milk, I heard people arguing and then brother Efosa burst out of the corner with sister Gloria following him with tears while she pleaded about something I had no idea of but he was resolute so he brushed her off and walked out of the church, got into his car and sped off while sister Gloria returned inside the church building, sat down at the rear of the church and began to weep with her face buried in her eyes.

Concerned, I tucked away my snack and drink and tentatively approached her. I sat down with her but didn’t know what to say. I naively placed my hand on her back and began to pat her gently. She looked up and I realized that her face was streaked with tears and her eyes were red. She stared at me for a moment as she slowly ceased crying then asked me an unexpected question.

“How old are you, Patrick?” She asked, sniffling.

“Um, sixteen going on seventeen by August.” I replied, slightly puzzled.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” She asked yet again.

I smiled shyly. I wanted to tell her that I would love to date her but nobody else but I said instead, “No.”

“Do you m——–e?”

That question deepened my puzzled frown. I looked around warily due to the fact that we were in a church. “Um, sister Gloria, that question is a little bit too per-” I started to say but she cut me off.

“Just answer!” She stated.

I swallowed hard but simply nodded, too shy and ashamed to verbally affirm it in church. “Good,” she said. “I want you to do me a favour, it’s very important. Can you come to my place after school, in the evening?” She asked.

“But I have practice.” I said.

“Forget about practice. I’ll give you ten thousand naira if you can be there at 5:30 p.m.”

At the mention of such an amount, my eyes widened and I blurted. “I’ll be there.”

“Okay.” She rose, taking her handbag. “Do not tell anyone about it.

“I won’t.” I meekly answered.

Without a word, she wiped her face with her hands and walked out of the church leaving me dumbfounded, wondering what sort of favour was so important that she was willing to offer ten thousand naira for it. On my way home after practice, I just couldn’t stop thinking about her and I anticipated the next day like I had never done before.

TO Be Continued

November 1, 2023
My One And Only General (Chapter 1 & 2)

My One And Only General 1 And 2

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👫💞 My One And Only General Chapter 1 And 2 :

🧡 (Unstoppable Love Unbreakable Bond) 🧡

DANIELLA 🧡

God Ii so much hate my life. I know Iam abandoned and an orphan but must everybody remind me everytime?
I watched students in the hallway whispering to themselves laughing and pointing at me as I walked pass them some where even taking videos and pictures of myself. Yeah that’s my life everyday. I heard a ding sound from my phone and brought it out to check it, only to see pictures of myself with different hashtags, #nerd orphan, #poor beggar. I put my phone back into my bag and kept them in my locker while I removed my notebook and headed for lectures…

The bell rang 30minutes later and everyone sighed in relief including me. You might think that iam lazy but that’s not the case, this man’s lectures is always boring.
I walked out of the class with everyone else and kept my book in my locker then collected my lunchbox and headed for the cafeteria. While walking I noticed some.. more precisely all the students in the hallway staring at me. Not like they don’t always stare at me but this one is different. I opened the door to the cafeteria and something smelly splashed on me. Everyone in the cafeteria laughed at me and I ran out in tears oh God this is too much for me to bear help me.

GENERAL DONOVAN 🧡

Sir the war is fast approaching we need more soldiers that is the only way out. I scoffed as I listened to the other Generals arguing. Enough the Field Marshal said and every where dead silent. What do you think General Donovan he asked me and I looked up to him indifferently and spoked. The only thing to do here is to recruit soldiers to fight for their home more likely get them to come here well legally though. We’ll ask the court to issue out a court order. Irelaxed in my chair and stared at all the people in the hall.

So you are trying to tell me that we should snatch the freedom of people out there just because we are in short of soldiers? What about the parents of those people do you have a heart General Donovan? You are a soldier for goodness sake and you fight for freedom not snatch it from people. I say we fight the way we are for our country and home. General Khalid said. Some of the generals nodded in agreement while others disagreed. I stared right at his face and spoke. We should fight for our country and home you said? I asked and he nodded.

Then what happens to our families when we fight to death and end up losing the war? I asked again and him with the other generals that agreed with him were tongue tied. I didn’t say snatch people’s freedom, it is just until the war is over and besides we will go for orphans from the orphanage with no parents or relatives. After the war we would give them the privilege to choose whether to continue as soldiers or leave the military and we will also support them in any legal career they choose. This is our country and home and everybody should fight to protect it not only the soldiers. I concluded.

OK! Thank you general, Donovan I think your idea is great so I’ll leave the recruitment of the soldiers and also their training into the hand’s of you and general Khalid, meeting dismissed the field Marshal said and walked out of the board room followed by others. I stood up and was about to walk out when general Khalid stopped me. You know this is not the only option and it is also not right he said. We don’t do things because it is right or wrong, we do things that are a necessity General I expect youof all people to know this . Isaid and walked out of the hall.

TO Be Continued

October 31, 2023
Living With My Grandma (Episode 1)

Living With My Grandma Episode 1

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🧏 Living With My Grandma Episode One:

Fair warning: The story you’re about to read contains some explicit contents. This is to as many who frown at stories with such contents. Unapologetically, I did it to bring sparkles and spices up the story. I hope you enjoy reading this—because I really enjoyed writing it. Happy reading.

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Some years ago, I lived with my grandmother; a diabetes patient. It was just the two of us living together. She was allergic to salty food. Even though salt doesn’t affect blood glucose levels, too much salt could raise her blood pressure.

So, I’d always prepare our meal together but whenever I wanted to dish mine, I’d add uncooked salt to my own portion. I always did that when the food was still hot. It was particularly the major thing I detested then living with her. She didn’t choose to be diabetic, so I had to manage and adapt.

Grandma was in her late seventies. She was ageing with gray hairs. There were least of things she could do at her age but she never liked to miss being at the church premises. A devout catholic mother. Well, let me not bore you more about grandma, as you go on to read the rest of my story, you’ll surely find out whom she was and what she’s made of.

My name is Victoria, but my grandma preferred calling me by my Igbo name, Ziora. But friends and acquaintances called me Zee, my siblings inclusive. I’m what you might describe as a chubby girl. Though some folks felt I’m fat but I hate to admit that I’m fat. Literally, I’m not. I’m pretty satisfied with what I see every time I stand before the mirror.

My parents and siblings lived in Abuja while I was staying with Grandma in the village—somewhere in Anambra State. In the family of six, I was the only one who accepted to assist grandma while schooling in the village. And that really transformed me to a pauper village girl. None of my siblings accepted to stay with her due to numerous reasons, health issues inclusive. I had empathy for grandma—and that made me more closer to her. There was this bond between us.

The good thing about living with my grandma was I had everything I ever needed. She had six sons, my father inclusive—and all were doing very well. Two were outside the country while the remaining four lived in Lagos and Abuja. My uncles were used to sending money weekly and monthly, depending on needs. Truth is, I could bill the five of them today and get credit alerts the next day. They cherished me just like I cherished living with their mother. I had enough clothes, shoes, wrist watches and other luxuries, but those stuffs didn’t really made me happy enough. I still missed my family—my siblings were such a vibe that living together with them was nothing to compare with.

Grandma and I lived in his first son’s storey building. Sometimes, it was terrifying living in that big mansion. The serenity and calmness was too dangerous for my likeness. We lived in a two bedroom flat downstairs but once in a blue moon, I do clean up the flats upstairs and the remaining flats downstairs. I had always dreaded going into those rooms all alone. Even though we had a standby generator and Dstv, it wasn’t really enough to kill boredom. Besides, I was bad at operating the oversized sumec generator.

Living with my grandma changed me in a way; I became used to running errands here and there, visiting places I never knew. Normally, my family visited villa only during festive periods, so I barely knew places until I started living with grandma.

Then I had a boyfriend, Emeka. But I called him Meska. My day one nigga. Instead of the normal Zee I was known for, he preferred calling me Ziggy. Even though it sounded masculine, I loved it. He was the very first person I fell in love with. Though I was young and naïve. I was just eighteen and had written Waec the previous year.

Emeka was cute and alluring. And that was what really attracted me to him. His lips, curly hairs and of all, his command of English language was top notch. His presence was so so electrifying. And don’t think I asked him out because of the way I described him. No, I couldn’t just do the approaching. I felt it was normal for guys to do it and not the other way round. He was actually the one who did the ‘chyking’ and wooing. After initial ‘gragra’ I accepted to be Meska’s lover and the rest they say was history.

Meska was an undergraduate at Unizik. He was studying Fine and Applied Art. He was a badass artist. His drawings and artworks looked great just like him. He had good numbers of followers on Instagram who followed him because of his amazing works and crafts. The prospect of being in a relationship with him grew by the day. There were days we talked about the number of kids we would have when finally we get married, and other days we quarreled and fought. But at the end of the day, we’d always make up and move on. I was really crazy about him. His hairstyle then was ‘Gallas’. You’d never see Meska on any other hairstyle aside ‘Gallas’.

My best moments were the days he came for holidays or weekends. He would always drive me around the village with his father’s motorcycle. Oftentimes, we went swimming at the river till red eyes. Thinking about these lovely memories with Meska kinda makes me feel nostalgic.

Meska and I were dating but grandma never knew about our relationship. The least thing she expected from me was seeing me around boys. She had cautioned me severally to keep off from them—and I knew her fear was premarital sex that could lead to pregnancy. Grandma said something I’d never forget and it goes: “Don’t get deceived by their sugarcoated mouth. They don’t love you. They only want to sleep with you and move to the next person.” Till today, I still haven’t forgotten that.

Despite her warnings and cautions, I still didn’t adhere. I was blinded by youthful exuberance. Meska was the source of my happiness those days. He was simply my joy giver. Waking up every day and realizing I had someone as him in my life was a big flex. It lessened my boredom and made me feel excited by the day.
I did everything possible to hide him away from grandma. Anytime Meska was in our house, bear it in mind that grandma had gone a far distance journey or perhaps at the market. I was that careful that she never suspected any silly movement.

Another silly act I did was giving out our foodstuffs to Meska whenever he was returning to school. We actually had more than enough and there was no way grandma would suspect any missing foodstuffs. How would she even gonna find out? Not to exaggerate, her monthly money for upkeep always totaled in six figures. And funnily enough, I gave Meska from that money. Isn’t that crazy? Garri, rice, beans, tinned milk and tea, onions, red oil and other provisions were what Meska always got from me each time his holidays were over. He was really grateful for everything I did.

His parents weren’t that rich. I could do anything for my Meska. I was so in love. I was mad over him in Runtown’s voice—and that was when that hit song was trending. I eventually used it as my ringtone. Now, I don’t even know if Runtown is still singing, shey baba don retire ni?

There came a time when Meska was done with his second semester exams (200l). He visited home a week after the end of his exams. And that was the month of August; August meeting had started. It was on the second day of the meeting, Mama had gone out dressed on her CWO attire; white and customized blue wrapper. The moment she left, I quickly called Meska on phone. I hadn’t seen him in a long time and there I was, impatiently waiting for his arrival. I couldn’t wait to behold his face.

He promised to come in the next thirty minutes but after an hour, Meska didn’t show up. I got tired of hearing him say things like: “I’ll be there soon.” I dropped my phone angrily. Not long after I called him last, he finally showed up. My joy knew no bound. Even when I was clearly sad. He came in through the big black painted gate.
He was all smile seeing my angry look. His smile was infectious and that got me smiling sheepishly. I rushed him with a hug, almost throwing him off balance but Meska didn’t allow us fall. He apologized for being late. His mother had kept him doing one thing or the other; he narrated.

“It’s fine. How’s school? Your girlfriends are really treating you well.” I teased him. He went into momentarily laughter. After which he said there was no such person he loved the way he loved me. And that really got me emotional. I hugged him again and this time we held each other’s arms for some seconds. He was taller. So, he kissed my forehead. “I have missed you so much.” He whispered softly into my left ear. “Meska, I missed you more.”

We went inside—straight to my already arranged room. It was covered with darkness, I drew the curtain and light from the beaming sun came through the Louvres. There was no light, I asked him to turn on the generator. Luckily, there was enough petrol in it.
The blue bulb gave a dim light. The ceiling was in motion up there and that gave the room enough ventilation. He reached for my bed and sat there while pressing his phone.

The bed which was neatly against two walls—one of which was painted yellow and smattered with posters. A pillow neatly propped against it. I didn’t even get to offer him anything before joining him on the bed. I had missed my nigga so much. He smelled so nice on his vintage shirt.

“So, you won’t offer me anything?” He teased in Igbo. We laughed.
“Food is surplus in the house. I want to eat you first then we’d both eat whatever you want.” My silly response.

He threw a pillow at my face. I found the second pillow, threw it at him. I stood up hastily, while he ran after me. Before I could get to the door, he grabbed me from the back, I turned with a smiling face. Our eyes got locked in contact—starring at each other affectionately. And that lead to crashing of lips. He grabbed my protruded ass while kissing my lips. He made way towards the direction of the bed; he pushed me down when he reached the high bed. And just like two dogs on heat period, we began rolling on the sheet. He pulled my top and my bum short, leaving me with my undies and bare breast. I unbuttoned his vintage shirt while he pulled his trouser.

I couldn’t get enough of him. I was tired and sore but I didn’t care. I wanted him in me. His weight on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to watch his face. I wanted his sweat to drop on top of me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t believe it; I was inventing something. I held him and put him in. He felt deeper in me. I’ll never forget it. I was totally in charge and he liked it. I held his hands down. He pretended he want to break free.

Then I let my tits touch his face. He did something, I copied him. I did something. He copied it back, forced more of him into me.

Twenty minutes on, we heard a car honk at the gate. I jumped up. I popped out my head through the window, cold shivers ran through my spine when I behold who alighted from the Mercedes Benz.

TO Be Continued

October 31, 2023
Lust & Temptation (Chapter 1 & 2)

Lust & Temptation Chapter 1 And 2

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👫🧡 Lust And Temptation Chapter One And Two:

(THE STRANGE LADY) 💁

ROBERT

_Being a man of God is really not an easy job, There are lots of qualities that one is expected to achieve and it take a great amount of will power to get those qualities… My name is Robert Omalu and I’m a pastor in one of the catholic churches here in Enugu,..

Although I do have a job as an estate agent… I’m happily married to the love of my life, Helen .. We got married last year and we’ve been living in harmony ever since.. Helen is a full time reporter and a damn good one at that and I must say, I’m among the envious men in the planet because Helen is an attractive woman both inside and outside.. She once worked as a part time model and was given a small part in a movie to act but she decided to quit cause acting and modeling wasn’t her career of choice, Journalism was._

Everyday I would sit down and think wondering what Helen ever saw in me.. I wasn’t rich or too handsome, But nevertheless she still loved me and accepted to be my wife.. My friends were jealous of course, some even thought that I charmed Helen but they had no idea that it was true love, and true love is hard to find these days cause most relationships are based on beneficial gains and outcomes.

But good things don’t last long and my peaceful harmony with Helen began to waver a little bit,… One night I returned home from Church ⛪️, it was quite a hard day and I was really tired, as I entered the house, I realized Helen wasn’t in her usual happy mood and that lovely smile on her face was gone.. Even when I greeted her and asked how her day went, she barely gave me a reply….

Later that night in our bedroom as we were about to sleep, I bade her goodnight but she never gave me an answer, I reached out to her kissing her neck and asked what the matter was. Helen slowly pushed me away and sat up looking at me squarely in the face, Her gaze was fierce and her mood was gloomy.. I wondered what was bothering her.
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Robert ➡ Darling.. What’s wrong? Why are you upset?
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Helen ➡ You’re the reason why I’m upset!
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Robert ➡ Me!? What have I done? Tell me..
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Helen ➡ You’re no longer the man I married… You’ve changed.. That romantic spark in our relationship is no longer there.. You no longer touch or caress me, you don’t say romantic or loving words to me.. You barely even compliment how I look, in fact I bet you barely look at me at all.. Ever since you became a pastor our love life is no longer active or blooming, In fact your whole personality has changed… The man I married was a lion, a real lover man.. I don’t need a saint or a man of God! I want a man, a real man and from what I’m seeing you’re a shadow of your former self.
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That’s my Helen… Always dramatic as ever, She would have been an awesome actor if she hadn’t quit… I also felt sorry for her in that moment, I didn’t know she felt this way and I should have been the man she wanted me to be. I had no idea I was neglecting her, Boy, have I f-cked up.
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Robert ➡ Helen baby.. I’m sorry… I had no idea I was neglecting like this.. I promise I’ll change.. It’s just that I’ve been busy lately and…
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Helen ➡ BUSY!? Have I not been busy? I too also work.. Yet I have time to look after the house, I prepare your meals, wash and iron your clothes, clean the bedrooms… I do all this without any complain.. I was expecting you to care and love me… In fact when was the last time, we had s-x? That was two weeks ago and the last s-x we had, You didn’t last long.. You only lasted 4 minutes.. In that past you lasted almost an hour but now… Before we got married we agreed that we would enjoy each other for about a year before we started having kids but now I don’t think you think about that anymore..

You’ve made your job a top priority, you don’t even pay attention to me anymore (Sighs) .
Look, I love you Robert.. I really do, and if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have married you.. I married you because you’re honest and truthful and you stay true to yourself.. Most men these days are full of lies and deceit .. But now… I don’t know if you love me anymore..
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Robert ➡ Come on Helen. I love you with all my heart. And I would do anything to please you.. Please remove all doubts about me.. I’m still the same man you married..
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Helen ➡ Tell me Robert… Are you seeing another woman!?
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Robert ➡ I swear to God.. No.. You’re the only woman for me.. Why would I want any woman when I have a rare treasure such as you? You have no reason to doubt me.. I’m the man that you fell in love with. You trust me don’t you?
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Helen stared at me for a while and then gave me a kiss before going back to sleep… That night, I could barely sleep at all, I was up thinking about what we discussed with Helen and was afraid of losing her.. I don’t care if I lose my money or property, all of them can be replaced but a loyal and caring woman like Helen, she’s indispensable… Losing her would make me miserable, she’s been my backbone and without her, I’ll be helpless, I don’t think any woman would capture my heart like the way Helen does… After spending hours thinking about what to do.. I decided to finally go to sleep.. I’ll have to improve and worm better on my relationship with Helen.. I can’t afford to lose her and I can’t let that happen.

The next morning, Helen and I left for work early in the morning, I was relieved when I saw she was back to her normal self, no cold gazes or gloomy moods, Her lovely smile was back on her face. But despite that, I was still worried and processing what we discussed last night.
Later that afternoon in my office, My friend and estate agent colleague came into my office, he was full of smiles and joy, as he saw how gloomy I was, he asked if I was alright.
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Victor ➡ Roberto.. How far? What’s with the long face?
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Robert ➡ Victor.. I’m fine… What’s the occasion? You look excited.
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Victor ➡ Why not? I’m finally going to a father.. Isn’t it great?
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Robert ➡ Congratulations.. I’m so happy for you..
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Victor ➡ Yeah.. So how’s Helen?..
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Robert ➡ Helen is fine.
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Victor ➡ My.. You’re one damn lucky b-stard.. I’m still jealous of you.. You have something most men are dying to look for in a woman..
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Robert ➡ Oh yeah? And what’s that?…
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Victor ➡ Helen’s got looks, she’s attractive and s-xy.. She’s well packaged and each one is perfect, she has a lovely skin… Hell, I might say she’s Cleopatra’s clone.. Or maybe even Helen of troy’s clone.
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Robert ➡ Oh come on.. Don’t exaggerate..
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Victor ➡ I’m not.. Whenever I see her, she reminds me of Valentina nappi .
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Robert ➡ Valentina nappi? Wait.. Is she not a p-rn actress?
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Victor ➡ That’s the one..
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Robert ➡ F-ck you Victor.. How dare you compare my loving wife to that sl-t?
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Victor ➡ Look sorry.. I didn’t mean to say it that way.. I just say they have a slight resemblance.. And you have to admit Valentina is a hot b-tch.
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Robert ➡ It’s not funny.. Don’t ever do that again.. Ever.
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Victor ➡ Sheesh Relax.. So what’s up with you? When are you guys going to start having kids..
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Robert ➡ Well, that’s none of your business.
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Victor ➡ Come on Victor.. Don’t be mean..
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Robert ➡ I’m not.. Having kids is a private issue between me and my wife.. No outsiders allowed.. Get the picture.
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Victor ➡ OK.. I get the message.. I’ll be going now.. Tell her I said hi 👋.
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Robert ➡ I will.
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Later that day around 6:00pm, I left my agency work and went for the other one, I wasn’t really an active pastor, all I do in the church is meet people and offer pray to them, sometimes I too offer some sermon to the church members whenever the bishop wasn’t around .. Most of the pastors in the church weren’t excited to have me around cause, unlike them I was different in very way, Some of the put on suits and all but I can’t handle that pressure plus the heat is too much.. I only wear suits when I do my agency work 💼, here in the church, I put on a simple shirt and a tie 👔, sometime I put on a T-shirt and a nice pair of expensive jeans 👖.. As I arrived at the church, There was a mass going on, I sat together with other pastors as our Bishop gave a sermon.. After 2 hours of heart touching sermon, the church member finally dispersed and went home..

Mr. Louise who was the bishop was my teacher in secondary school, he is a man of excellent character and good reputation, He was the one that offered me the chance to become a pastor so that I could learn more about the christian faith, He believed that most men of this generation have lost their way and don’t care about their religion, all they ever care about is making money and doing all sorts of sinful acts.. He even emphasized that the only time men worshipped God was only when they’re in desperate need of something or in a hopeless situation and once their prayers get answered they revert back to their old ways.. So after that church service, We both met and began to talk.
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Louise ➡ Robert my boy.. How are you?
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Robert ➡ I’m fine sir..
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Louise ➡ My.. You’re looking good and healthy.. Praise the lord… So how’s your wife, Helen? I hope she too is in good health?
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Robert ➡ Yes sir..
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Louise ➡ That’s good.. Can I ask you for a favor?
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Robert ➡ Sure sir. What is it?
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Louise ➡ I’d like you to handle the confessional box while I’m away.. My wife and I just celebrated our wedding anniversary and we’ll be going on our second honeymoon.
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Robert ➡ That’s nice sir.. But why me?
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Louise ➡ Well that’s because I trust you and you’re a patient and very good listener.. Most of these pastors don’t have time to listen to people.
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Robert ➡ Okay sir.. I’ll do it.
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Louise ➡ Good.. I’d like you to start tonight.
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Robert ➡ Alright sir.. Have a safe trip.
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Louise ➡ Thanks Robert.
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Mr. Louise left the church after while and soon everywhere was a bit quiet, Though there were some church members who stayed to pray.. While I was in Mr. Louise’s office reading the bible, Ms. Sonia a pastoress of the church came and informed me that there was a lady that came for confession.. I thanked her and she left the office.. After some minutes, I left the office and went to the confessional box and as it turns out the lady was already inside. I couldn’t see the ladies face cause she was wearing a veil and her head was bent.
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Robert ➡ Good evening lady ..
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Lady ➡ Good evening pastor… You sound different.. Is Father Louise not around?
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Robert ➡ No.. He’s not present at the moment..
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Lady ➡ Okay.. What is your name?
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Robert ➡ Robert.
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Lady ➡ Robert?.. Is it okay if you call you Father?
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Robert ➡ Sure.. So you’re here to make a confession
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Lady ➡ Yes father..
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Robert ➡ Okay.. What is it?
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Lady ➡ Father.. I have sinned.. a lot. I don’t think God will forgive me for what I’ve done.
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Robert ➡ Don’t jump to conclusions.. Our all mighty father is a forgiving God.. What sin have you committed?
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Lady ➡ Adultery.. I cheated on my husband.
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Robert ➡ How many times?
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Lady ➡ I’ve lost count.. I’ve done it so much I can’t even remember and the worst part is.. I love doing it.
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Robert ➡ Jesus.. So for how long have you been married?
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Lady ➡ I’ve been married for a year.
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Robert ➡ (shocked) A YEAR?
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Lady ➡ Is something wrong?..
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Robert ➡ Everything is alright.. I’m just surprised.. Go on..
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Lady ➡ I want to stop father.. I really do but I’ve gotten addictive.. It’s like I can’t do without doing it.. It makes me feel alive. What should I do?
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What does this woman want me to say?.. In fact I’m speechless… Whoever this lady is.. She’s crazy.. She’s been married for a year and she’s lost count of the men she’s slept with… No wonder she said God wouldn’t forgive her but unlike us, Our lord is a forgiving God.
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Robert ➡ Young lady.. What is your name?
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Lady ➡ Eva.
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Robert ➡ Eva.. So tell me how did this happen?
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Lady ➡ Father.. Would it be better for you if I told you from the very beginning, how it all started?
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Robert ➡ Sure I’m listening..
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TO Be CONTINUED

October 31, 2023
My Father Impregnated Me (Episode 3)

My Father Impregnated Me Episode 3

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❤️🤰 My Father Impregnated Me Episode Three:
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🧡 A STORY LIFE STORY OF A YOUNG LADY FULL OF LESSONS 💞

🧡 MAGDALENE MILANO PETERS 🧡

Sister Mag walked down into her office. She met sis Audrey already sitted. Patiently waiting for her.

“Sister Audrey sorry I took long” she Apologized.

” No problem sister Mag. We could start our discussion right away” sister Audrey smiled. As mag found her way to her seat.

” Hmm.” She say down and fonded her hands together. Gently resting her elbows on the desk.

” How far is the preparation for the Pope’s visit?” She asked.

“The committee are still working on that. But we assure that it will be smoothly planned before the next two weeks of the Pope’s arrival” sis Audrey clearly stated.

” That’s a relief” she smiled and then continued
” You know well that since our fifty three years stay in this cathedral, the Pope hardly visits. So this is a rare opportunity and we need to cast all our efforts to make his short stay here a success” sis Mag trailed off.

She, sister Audrey and Sister Dorcas are the three oldest nun in the convent. Their age range 60-63. Mag is the oldest.

The rest nuns are below forty, thirty, twenty six and the youngest of all Miriam twenty.

Speaking of Miriam, she saw the need to tell sister Audrey the Impromptu message from Miriam’s Mother.

“Audrey there is something I need to tell you. It’s about Miriam” she added.

“Okay? Is she in another trouble this Time around? Did she break any rule?”

” Far from that” Mag shooked her head .

” Okay am listening” Audrey silenced.

” I received word from Sarah, Miriam’s Mother”

” What does she want ?” Sis Audrey frowned.

She dislikes that woman for what she did to her child twelve years ago. Sarah didn’t display the quality of a good mother at all.

” She asked to see her daughter. Miriam” sister Mag spoke out.

“What?? She has some nerves huh? So she finally remembered she has a daughter here in the convent? A daughter who she heartlessly Abandoned at our mercy?? She wants to see her??..
Hope you didn’t tell Miriam this” Audrey flared up.

Mag expected such reaction from her . No one is happy with Sarah for what she did.

“Well I did, few minutes ago. I ran into her and told her”

” Oh Heavens!!!! But why? Do you want to ruin Miriam? You perfectly know what that poor girl passed through during those ugly years. You remember how many times she fell sick. And the trauma she passed through all because of Sarah her mother.

You should not have told her. What if she does something rash to herself?” Audrey ranted aloud.

Sister Mag hadn’t thought of that . How stupid! She palmed her head in regret.

” But still she had to know that her mom sent word or she wouldn’t forgive us if she found out later by herself. She might end up thinking we were the ones that took her away from her mom”. Sis Mag retorted.

Yeah, that’s true . Audrey thought. Miriam would not be happy afterwards if she finds out herself later.

” So what’s your answer to this request?” Audrey asked.

” I give my consent. She can go see her mom” mag trailed off. Taking Audrey by surprise.

“What??… Magdalene! ” Audrey forcefully yelled her name.

” Telling her about her Mom is enough. You should not have given your consent” Audrey freaked out.

” I have my reasons Audrey. Besides she’s her mother”

“Hmm-mmm. That’s a falacy! She ended all rights as a mother over Miriam the very day she abandoned her here in our care.

Miriam belongs to us! She belongs to this convent! She is our Right and she is going nowhere” Audrey Argued aloud.

” Take it easy Audrey. No one is trying to claim Miriam.
Her mom just wants to see her. Not take her back . It’s too late for that anyway.
Miriam will only travel to see her and then come back in a week’s time. Sarah isn’t gonna claim her.
Miriam belongs to us”
Magdalene stated clearly.
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“Isn’t a week too long? A day or two should be enough. I don’t want Miriam getting used to her mom” Audrey frowned.

“She won’t Audrey. I’ll make it clear to her. Besides she knows herself that this convent is her home and no one, not even her stray mother can change that!”
Mag retorted , soothing Audrey.

“Alright, that’s better. Miriam gets to travel a week before the Pope’s Arrival. I don’t want her to miss out on this rare event. Besides it’s gonna be her first time to see a Pope apart from the ones on TV shows. She has to be there ” Audrey added as Mag continuously nodded in Agreement to her every word.

” She will come back before then” Mag assured.

” Good” Audrey smiled in satisfaction.
” And Don’t forget to tell her she’s the Baby of this convent before she travels” Audrey added with genuine smiles before leaving Mag’s office.

TO Be Continued

October 30, 2023
The Threesome (Part 1)

The Threesome Part 1

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🧏 The Threesome Part One:

Have you ever tried a threesome?. Hebu chill nikuchanue. Unajua nowadays everyone wants to try anything new. So recently there was these group of guys nilienda nao night club. Apparently nilikua nimewacha kuclub usiku but maze nikasema mkuu lazima leo nifike site kusababisha nioge na maji. We rolled tukafika club. So these friends were Jack, Mike, Jade, Sam and Jared. Tukafika pale club in full force. We paid the ticket then tukaingia ndani ungethani tunaingia kwa mat za ronga.
Club ilikua imeshona to the top kwanza mamanzi walikua wamejaa kama kujaa

Jack : Motha#fk#k leo ni leo.. Vin chunga uitokwe phone tena
Me : Leo niko macho kama mganga
Jade : Pia waganga hukua macho?
Sam : Ushaiskia mganga mwenye ni kipofu we mbwa

Hapo niliingia ka nimembao already . Tukaishia kwa counter. Kuna manzi flani akanigonga na haga flani hapo biggy hadi nikafeel fiti. Mwingine akatoka huko anashake mabo#obs flani hivi biggy nikasema hapa leo maybe nitolewe na DCI 😂. Tukabuy mizinga tatu pale kwa counter then tukajiseti pale kwa seats. Kiasi hivi madem watatu wakaingia. Walikua wameiva na haga zilikua bigy hadi zimewashinda kubeba😂. Hapa nikajua lazima tuvune mse😂. Wakabuy mzinga yao then wakajiseti karibu na sisi. So one of them kept on looking at me nikajua baas hapa sitoki bure😂. Nilikuja bure lakini lazima nitoke na mali safi😂. Tukaendelea tu kupiga maji Jared akitupigia story zake zenye hata hatujui ka ni za ukweli ama uongo😂. Tulikata waba hadi ikatufika shingo 😂. Wasee zikalipuka wakaingia dance floor kurombosewa na mamanzi. Nikabaki hapo na Jade. Tulikua tumekata lakini bado tuko sobber. So tukaamua kutupa hook tuone ka hawa mamanzi watajipa😂. Bazenga nikaamka tukaishia place walikua kisubmarine

Me : Hey hotties.. what’s up
“We’re cool maybe you”
Me : I’m always cool😂.. I’m the big dawg here..naitwa Vin
“Oow I’m Wendy, this is Dee na ule ni Cindy”
Jade : Woow..i like that name Cindy
Cindy : Oow Thanks 😊

Jade akavibe na huyo Cindy nikaona wakachomoka kuishia huko nyuma nikajua mambo sio mbaya my guy anaenda kutoa kutu sasa ikabaki mimi ma Dee na Wendy. Nikaorder drinks zingine tukaendelea kukata maji kiundercover ungethani tunafanya kwa kenya breweries 😂. Mambo haikuenda mbaya hii ilikua correct score pale betika😂. Nikaspank huyu Wendy kwa mahaga zikajiggle maze nikambao vibaya sana hadi Dee akaona😂

Dee : Wow
Wendy : Nini na wow😂
Dee : Nothing

Hawa madem wote walikua wamenidedi vibaya sana😂. Nikacheki kina sam wamezima kwanza nikafika niwawekee phone zao fiti wasitokwe😂. Nikarudi kwa hawa mabitc#hez wangu niwapange kisubmarine 😂. Wakanishow wanadai kuishia

Wendy : Vin sisi tunadai kuishia
Me : Haraka aje😂
Dee : Huh but tunaogopa kuishia ju tunatoka mbali kiasi
Me : Ita mse wa Uber zimejaa hapa nje
Wendy : Why don’t you escort us Vin Ke .. I’ll pay you doo ziko kwa hao

Hapa nikajua kameivana kuivana😂. Mimi naye ni nani, nikachukua hawa madem tukaishia. Dee alikua ana stagger kiasi juu ya pombe so nilikua nimemshikilia tukiishia. Nilikua nagongwa na bo#obs kwa uso nafeel fiti 😂. Nilikua nimemshika waist vifity naskia poa😂. Hata hawakua wanakaa mbali maze. Tukafika kwa hao yao. Tukaingia kwa hao sasa nilipwe nirudi club. Kiasi hivi wakaingia bedroom wakaakaa for sometimes then wakarudi

Wendy : Vin tuko na idea sijui ka utakubali😂
Me : Tell me before niishie
Dee : Kuishia wapi😂
Wendy : Have you ever tried a threesome?😚

TO Be Continued

October 29, 2023
Nurse Sandra – Season 1 (Episode 1)

Nurse Sandra Season 1 Episode 1

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🧑‍⚕️ Nurse Sandra Season One Episode One:

Aaaaaigghh!’ she shrieked from the brief, but intense pain.

Using her as if she were nothing but an animal, he began viciously pumping his hips back and forth, trying to saw her in half with his monstrous Joystick. With his wieght mashing her down against the chair, his hands clawed at her deliciously big bosoms, squeezing her hard Tips between his fingers as he relentlessly bleeped into her Kittycat.

He was feverishly Bleeping her, each wild thrust of his massive Joystick driving her cute Buttocks deeper into the foams of the chair. Her widely strecthed Kittycat had finally adjusted to the incredible size of the doctor’s Joystick and her slippery lubricating creams were flooding all around it. Twisting beneath him, Sandra could plainly hear the slurping suction of her slippery Kittycat-lips pulling and sucking on his plunging tool.

Bleeping into her with increased frenzy, he was wildly sucking on the sweet tongue that Sandra had just thrust into his mouth.

‘Oh, yes!’ she softly moaned beneath him, thrilled by the delicious friction of his thick rooster zipping in and out of her sizzling hole. She felt a perverse excitement as his hairy, limpy balls smartly slapped her cute bare Buttocks.

Pumping into her for all he was worth, the doctor could feel the moist heat of her tightly squeezing Kittycat rushing toward an explosive climax. Every tingling nerve in his hot Joystick was being deliciously stirred up by the soft slippery walls of her tight-fitting little Kittycat.

‘Oh, Sandra, baby!’ he began chanting like a mad man. ‘What a Bleep, honey! Oh, poo, you’re a hot little Dam!’
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The way her slit was squeezing around the hot slippery flesh of the doctor’s Joystick as he pumped in and out was more than he could take.

‘Uuuuuuuuggghhhh!’ he suddenly groaned when his hot load of Pour started spewing into her writhing Kittycat.

‘Me too!’ she screamed, clutching him tighter. ‘I’m coming with you, Doctor!’
When the last drop of Pour had dribbled out of his limp wet prick, he slowly withdrew it and rolled onto his back.

‘Now, Dam,’ he said, closing his eyes and folding his hands behind his head. ‘clean up my Joystick with your mouth.’

Sandra intensely hated this man, but she knew she had no choice but to gratify him. Crawling down between his obscenely spread legs, she picked up his flaccid joystick between her thumbs and forefinger and inserted the slimy thing into her mouth. It was thickly coated with his haif-dry Pour mixed with her own cuntal juices, and she had to swirl his shaft around her tongue for several moments before it was thoroughly cleaned.

‘That’s a good girl,’ whispered the doctor. ‘Now make it hard again’

Knowing she had no choice, she lowered her mouth farther down over his thick limp rooster, licking and rolling her tongue all around the sensitive underside. With his Joystick now much smaller than it was when they were Bleeping, Sandra had no trouble sucking the whole thing into her mouth.

Feeling his Joystick starting to become firmer, she slowly lifted her head and let the length of his rod slide across the roof of her mouth as she teasingly tickled it with the tip of her naughty tongue. Lowering her head back down,her ovaled lips slid down over the sensitive flesh of his swelling Joystick.

With his hands folded behind his head, the doctor was excitedly watching her lips sucking and pulling on his hard meat. She looked so beautiful with her long black hair flowing down over her bare shoulders and bosoms, and her lovely face bobbing up and down as she expertly sucked on his rooster. He could see his Joystick expanding rapidly in her mouth as she sucked, and he could hardly stand the intense ecstasy.

‘Oh, God,’ he softly moaned when the pretty nurse removed her mouth from his fully erect rooster.

Then once more lowering her head, she submissively took his thick rooster into her mouth again. Cupping his swollen balls in her hand, she deliciously ticked the crinkly loose skin with her fingertips. As she skillfully caressed his big ball-sac, Sandra pecked lightly on his rooster-head for several minutes with her lips. Then swiftly lowering her hand, She swallowed as much of his meat as possible. Up and down, up and down she bobbed her head, her lips and tongue deliciously sucked on his big pulsing rooster.

Grasping the cushions with his hands, the doctor was no longer aware of anything except her soft moist lips sliding up and down over his thick Joystick.

‘Oh, yes,’ he groaned through clenched teeth.

From the way his body was jerking and tensing, Sandra could tell he would be shooting his load. She was wildly aroused herself, and as she feverishly sucked on his Joystick, she hoped he would Bleep her again before the day was over. As the intense lust continued building in her loins, she tried to give him as much pleasure as possible. Sucking on the very end of his knob, she thrust the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit of his Joystick and lapped up several glistening drops of his delicious pre-Pour.
‘Oh, God!’ he moaned, ‘It’s so good…so good!’
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Becoming more aroused with every passing second, she provocatively slid her tongue all the way down the veined underside of his shaft until her nose was mashed into the curls of his big hairy balls. Then opening her mouth wide, she sucked in first one nut and then the other. Her sucking, licking mouth was literally stuffed full of his big lusty ball-sac.

‘Oh, God!’ He groaned again when the beautiful blackhead released his nuts and wolfed his swollen rooster-head into her mouth. He could feel her making swallowing motions deep in her throat as Sandra feverishly sucked on his swollen shaft. He was whimpering madly as his body shuddered convulsively under oral caresses. Squirming all over the couch, his leg stiffened and his toes curled as the intense pleasure built in his loins.

Sandra had sucked and licked on enough dicks to know when a man was about to shoot his load. Feeling the twitching of the flesh around the base of his rod as he panted and moaned, the lovely nurse began sucking deeper and harder, knowing his climax was imminent.

TO Be Continued

October 22, 2023
Sweet Love (Chapter 1 & 2)

Sweet Love Chapter 1 And 2

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👫💞 Sweet Love Chapter One And Two:
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Crazy Romance 🧡

It was early in the morning. The sun has just risen and it’s golden ray shone on the window but was stopped by the thick curtains in the room. Which was then roughly pushed to the side giving acess to the golden rays of the sun into the room.

Kelly Brown groaned and mumbled to himself half asleep. Wake up sleepy head his mother said as sh dragged the comforter from his body. Kelly tried to take it back but was not successful.
Seriously mom! I love you but staying with you is almost a nightmare. Kelly grumbled as he sat up from the bed. Whatever.. go and have your bath then come down for breakfast Kelly’s mom said as she walked out of the room.

Thank God she’s gone, now let me enjoy my beauty sleep Kelly said and was about to lay down on the bed only to hear his mom’s voice from outside his room “don’t even think of going back to sleep” Mrs Brown said from outside his room and Kelly had to look around his room to see if there was any hidden camera in his room. Urgh! So much for trying to be a good son. Damn! Kelly sluggishly walked to the bathroom brushed his teeth and had his bath he wore a loose shirt and tight jeans. Gosh can’t wait to be done with this shit hole called school.

He felt sluggish to do his hair so he just ran his hand through it and arranged it a little although some strands of hair fell back on his face giving him that lazy but charming look. He went downstairs to the dining room and then sat on his sit. Morning Dad Morning so Mr Brown replied and soon the maids started serving breakfast. Mr Brown cleared his throat and loomed up to his son.

I spoke to Cherry’s father and we came to a conclusion of you two getting married. There is no other person suitable for you and besides you two have known each other since childhood so I thought it was good to …. Mr Brown was still talking when Kelly interrupted him.
You though dad. Did you ever ask for my consent before going in the bride hunt? What gave you the idea that you could make such decisions for me huh!

Kelly!! His mom tried to stop him but he cut her. No mom I’ve had enough of this shit. I have no plans of getting married and if I ever do it certainly won’t be that fruit. He said and left the house angrily.
Mrs Brown stared sadly at her husband. You should have brought that up she said. It took alot of effort to persuade him to come over and you had to send him away. What if he doesn’t come back!? Mrs Brown felt her heart clenching at the thought of that.

Mr Brown sighed. Honey you know that I’m doing all these for our son’s good. You know how my brother ended up just because he felt nothing wrong with a rich person marrying someone below his status. As Mr Brown went down memory lane, he chocked on his siliva as he tried to suppress the tears that were fighting to come out. His eyes were bloodshot.

Mrs Brown went to her husband and hugged him tightly. The death of his older twin brother left a deep scar in his heart.
As Mr Brown felt the softness of his wifes body and inhailed her sweet scent, all his reserve broke. He went like a baby. He was all I had left after mom and dad passed away Kim. He was my hero I looked up to him and that evil woman had to take him away from me.

Des for get about that woman she is just a piece of trash she is not worth the attention you are giving to her. But you disappoint me Des. Is she worth so much for you to still hold her in your heart. Is it that she is more beautiful that I? Mrs Brown said feigning anger .

Mr Brown oblivious of his wifes ticks started getting panicky. No love in my eyes you are the most beautiful woman I just … I just Mr Brown was in so much panic thinking that his wife had misunderstood him.
Ahhh ha!! Mrs Brown couldn’t hold it any longer she laughed so hard and Mr Brown stared at his wife in confusion. I was joking with you Des of course I know I’m the only woman in your eyes.

Mrs Brown said as she held her husbands face honey don’t let the past determine out future okay. We have trained our son to be able to differenciate between fake and real so you should have faith in him. And besides oir son is not a kind hearted person and cannot be easily decieved. But… Mr Brown wanted to say something but his wife interrupted him no buts Des Mrs Brown said and Mr Brown could only surrender. The wife has the final say.

TO Be Continued

October 20, 2023