SEX And Survival Episode 9

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The gun shot echoed through the forest. He fired the second bullet and his two colleagues laid in their own pool of blood.

He turned and looked at us with his eyes bloodshot. We were speechless and could barely breathe out of fear. It was the first time I saw someone fire a gun.

He pointed his gun at me and stared at me without blinking. This time he refused to hide his eyeballs from me and I was too gripped with fear to look back at him, talk more of searching his eye balls.

He lifted a hand to his face and left it hanging there for some seconds before he finally pulled out his mask.

“Johnny! ” I exclaimed as hot tears ran down my cheeks. I never knew he was the one all these while. I could have ran to him but my hands and legs were tied.

“Shhhhhhh” He shooed me to be quiet with one finger on his lips.

“Nne do you know him?” Omalicha asked me and I nodded. For the very first time, I saw a little ray of hope in her eyes even though we never knew what Sky, no, My Johnny, even though we never knew what he had in mind. He looked so different know. It’s been over two years now since I last saw him. Why has life decided to treat us this way. Look at me, sleeping with strangers for money. Hawking my puccyy for money to survive and there was my boyfriend, kidnapping and killing innocent young girls for money. I looked at him again and shed tears for our lives and the paths that we have chosen. I didnt even think about how many girls he has r@ped because I myself have slept with men I cannot number. I was only worried about how many he had killed. I only bothered about the lives he had taken and why he chose to do that kind of work.

” The three of you are supposed to die because your private parts must be delivered to our boss before noon but I first saw you in there, I started devicing means to save your life. He opened the little bag he had held on to since morning and brought out a black bag. He untied it and showed me what it contained. I saw it once and shut my eyes. Goose bumps was all over me. It was a woman’s puccyy and two breasts.

” I did it for you. I did this in exchange for you” He said and looked at Omalicha and the other girl with eyes full of rage.

” Please spare my friends, they are all I have” I pleaded on behalf of them.

” Impossible! Don’t say that to me again ” He shouted at me. That was the first time I saw him look at me with angry eyes.

Omalicha cried and begged. She spoke igbo, pidgin and even Engligbo begging me to help me beg him. She said she owes me her life if she ever makes it alive.

I looked at the situation clearly and understood that it would be hard for him to spare more than one person and as we found out, they worked for a very influential people who can track him down and make him pay with his life.

I looked at Omalicha again and I couldn’t see the rays of hope I saw earlier in her eyes. It was gone. I had to do something. I can’t go out there without her. I couldn’t even imagine it.

“Johnny for the sake of the good time we had, please spare her for me. I can’t leave here without her. She is the only sister I have here.”

Sky refused to listen to me. He strangled the other girl to death right before our eyes and checked his time. He hurried up and produced a very sharp knife from his bag. He did it. He cut them out and I concluded that this wasn’t the Johnny that I knew.

” Johnny your friends are dead. You can say that you were all attacked but you managed to escape. Please spare her for me ”

“Yes. They are all dead. I killed them because of you and now don’t tell me what to do ”

He put his hands around Omalicha’s neck and made to strangle him but he stopped as if something told him to. He cut off the ropes which was tied around her hands and legs, kicked her and threw the knife to the ground.

“Yes. Of course I can say we were attacked and I managed to escape but do you know how he deals with incompetents? ” He left her and charged at me.

“We can arrange for you to run away to a place they can never find you” I tried to persuade him.

“Did I make a mistake by deciding to let you go free? ”

I shook my head sideways with tears in my eyes.

“Why won’t you allow me do what I want to do. I will let you go but that is when I am done. ”

He warned me seriously never to interface or disturb him again If not he will change his mind. He reminded me that he is no longer the Johnny I used to know. He said he changed but he didn’t need to tell me that. I saw it with my two eyes that he truly changed into a heartless beast.

“I have got big plans for myself but I need the money to………. ”

My eyes could not recollet whatever he said afterward because now my whole attention, soul and mind was focused on what was about to transpire. Omalicha had picked up the knife and crept silently towards Johnny while he yelled and screamed at me. She lifted it up at once and sunk it at his back bone and he stood still. He had dropped the guns and I knew why Omalicha didn’t go for any of them. She couldn’t handle them. She never fired a gun before. He turned back and tried to fight with the last strength in him. He gave Omalicha a heavy blow that lifted her from the ground and landed her some distance away. He rushed her again and kicked her face. I thought she died from that kick. He lifted her up and was about to strangle her when I pulled on it. I heard the gun shot as I released my finger from the trigger. I closed my eyes only to opened only to find both of them lying on the ground.

I went closer. I had shot him. He was the one I targeted. My Johnny. I saw blood gush out from his mouth. I couldn’t look at him in the face. I told him I was sorry. I was truly sorry but I had to. This is not the guy I used to know. I had to save Omalicha. I didn’t know if I did the right thing but that was the only thing I felt was right at that moment.

Her face was bruised and she couldn’t talk but I bet she saw what happened. If that was the only thing I could do for her, I was glad I did it.

My legs ached and I was completely weak but I managed to get her on my back. My tried my possible best to carry her out of the forest.

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For one full week neither Omalicha nor myself stepped outside. We were indoor. We slept, cried for Sugar, thought about our lives and the way forward. Omalicha promised to see me as her blood sister for saving her life but I told her that it was God who saved her because she could have been at the receiving end of the bullet. I felt sorry for Johnny. He truly cared for me but I betrayed him. I will love him better when we finally meet again in our next life.

Life now would take another shape because we have to work very hard and do legit business to make money and no more opening legs for different men for money. No more high way life. No more prostitution. I was ready to accept the challenge. With the little more time we had at the University, we decided to dedicate our efforts to our academics and ways to make our lives better because we found that life is not a bed of roses. We could have been dead by now but God gave us a second chance, so we must make the best out of it.

THE END 🔚

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SEX And Survival Episode 8

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Right before us, the other girl’s clothes was torn open by the guy who chose her. She cried from the deepest part of her soul as the guy had his way with her. He r@ped her mercilessly until he was satisfied and then, he took cover for the other boy who sent me back to do his own with Sugar.

He looked at me again as he held Sugar, touched her breasts told his colleague that they had no time.

“Sky, you mean say we go let this toto waste? ” The other guy asked him.

So his name is Sky. Why did he drop me and take Sugar instead. I know he was trying to save my life that morning but will he save me when there is finally no one to replace me with?

“Sky but this girl fresh, make this fresh toto no waste ” He said Again while Sugar kept shedding tears, begging for her dear life. We also begged but they uttered no response regarding our pleading.

Sky did not rape Sugar. I wondered if he didn’t do it because of me . His face was masked and his voice didn’t sound like any one I have ever come across in my entire life. My heart was broken as they took Sugar and the other girl away and locked the door behind them.

My tears that night could fill a bucket. I know I have done a lot of bad things but if I make it out of this situation alive, I will definitely ammend my ways and quit prostitution and runs girl life. None of us slept that night. It could have been any of us. I could have been dead by now if not for Sky. That night, our sobs echoed through the walls.

The next morning, I could no longer cry nor shed any more tears as I was completely exhausted from crying all night. There was no tears left to cry. I didn’t talk about hunger but we couldn’t deny that the worms in our body system might soon start feeding on our intestines if we fail to pass something down.

I looked at Omalicha my friend, her eyes were swollen and red. Yes, Sugar was also my Friend but I learnt they have been friends from childhood. I have only been friends with them for two years now but they feel like family. I could tell so easily that Omalicha was so hit for losing Sugar.

The door opened again that morning and this time, they were three in number. I still recognized Sky although they were all masked. There was something about him this morning. He didn’t speak much. He rocked a little bag which he crossed around his back unlike yesterday.

“It’s time! All of you. It’s time! ” One of them said again, frightening us and Sky went straight to me.

“I want this one today ” Sky said and I tried to look directly into his eye balls but he looked away. He intentionally didn’t want me to look too intently. Who is this guy? I would have loved to willingly make love to him but the case is different here. They will rape us for their pleasure and take us away to be killed.

“Na this girl I be carry for mind o Sky. No be you talk say you no like the girl yesterday? ” The one that came with him yesterday asked, face showing anger.

“Oga na yesterday be that. As I Don first chose am, chose another one” Sky replied him.

He quickly reached out for Omalicha while the other guy took the remaining girl. Sky told them to go on first while he keeps watch for them should the girls try to attack.

He didn’t touch me. He only held his gun as we watched his friends rape the two girls to their taste and satisfaction.

None of them cried or shouted during the sex. They didn’t retaliate or try to stop them as they were too weak and tired. I saw how Omalicha gently laid down after she was untied. These boys will not say that they r@ped them today because they got it without any struggle or resistance. Omalicha just laid there and closed her eyes but I could hear her breathe out her pains. Tears rolled down my cheeks again and that was the first time this morning.

“Sky oya oya do make we dey go. No time ” They told him, each tying up the girl they fvrcked.

He untied me, put down his little bag and was about to mount me when I held him by the waist and he stopped.

“You dey mercy for her? Punch am for face make she calm down. We no get time ” They urged him.

Sky watched me as I got up and knelt down, tilting my waste for him in a doggy pose. I don’t know who he was but I wanted to give it to him for being nice towards me all these while. I was weak and tired but I managed to strike the best doggy pose for him opening my puccyy so well for him. I didn’t care if the other guys saw it. If they did, it was for their eyes only and for Sky’s pipe only.

I could hear them gasp in total surprise. They wonder what this young man did to warrant this kind of offer from me.

Through his mask, I could see him smile but on trying to look at his eye balls, he looked away again leaving me more confused. He held my waist passionately and slid in his pipe. I was too weak to gasp for pleasure but I felt it right there. He moved my waste to and fro on his pipe making me want to scream but I couldn’t. I saw his friends getting a burge down their trousers but it was none of my business. Omalicha and the other girl were sitting down, exhausted and eyes closed waiting for whatever happens next.

After some minutes, I felt he was ready to cùm. He pulled out and poured his sperm on the ground just like his friends did and I think I know why. The senator will not know they had sex with the us after its cut out.

They led us out of the room into the compound and put us into a waiting car. It had tinted glasses but different from the one that brought us. Right after Sky fvrcked me, he started acting differently. Just like his other friends. I didn’t bother because we are still going to die anyway but I noticed one thing, he held unto that little bag so tightly.

They drove through tracks that looked so deserted. One thing about being in that kind of car was that, people outside can not see us inside and again, if we shouted or screamed for help, no one would hear us. And again, they had guns. We dreaded those guns.

The car stopped and the three of them came down. I observed them as they stood outside watching around to make sure everywhere was free .

After some time they opened the door and quickly dragged us inside the bush. Each step I took drew me closer to my death. I have accepted my fate. In my next life I will try and do better but no matter how better I will do,i hoped to be born into a rich family. I don’t like suffering. Nobody likes to suffer. Even if I don’t come into a rich family in my next life, I pray to meet opportunities early to become successful so that happy children and children that won’t do this kind of hustle I do and the type that these boys does,will come from me.

We had walked for few minutes into the forest when one of them spoke.

“Here Don dey ok”

They pushed us down. They didn’t hide it or lower their voice as they spoke. They would strangle us to death instead of using gun to avoid drawing attention and then cut off our private parts and deliver it to the so called chief.

They were about to strangle the first girl when Sky made some steps backwards, cocked his gun and pulled the trigger.
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SEX And Survival Episode 7

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I no longer fought with my inner demons because we are on the same side now. I have embraced the new life and waved goodbye to the old. I realized I didn’t have to attend lectures because after the exams, the lectures would still score you if you failed or didn’t even sit for the exam so long you sort them with a substantial amount of money. Most of these lecturers demanded for sex sometimes instead of money for exam grades. Whatever they wanted, I will do it. It’s money, it’s not a problem. If it’s sex, I have sex almost everyday and it means nothing to me now. So I don’t see any reason why I won’t give in for some good grades.

At times when it looked like we are having low men coming to the hotel to satisfy their sexual urge, we leave there and mount on the highway, looking as seductive as we can be. A single trip can cover for almost all we made all night at the hotel but it was risky and that’s why we always sticked to the hotel room method. Whenever we decided to follow men home for daybreak, we always prayed silently before getting into the car.

I remember how my last daybreak mission went down. I had demanded for fifteen thousand naira but he agreed to pay twelve. From the moment we arrived at his place, he didn’t allow me any breathing space. He started immediately. He fvrcked me for more than one hour in different positions but still he didn’t cùm. I knew that he was prepared for me. Who knows the kind of sex enhancement pills he must have taken.

He didn’t have any food at home except for the fruits in his fridge. I helped myself with some to gain some strength in anticipation for the war that waited for me that night. If only I had the power to see the future, I would decline accepting money from certain people. They only came to kill and destroy. They will inflict pain and wounds on your puccyy like you did them wrong by accepting to go home with them and fvrck them. This man fvrcked me for more than one hour and he didn’t cùm. I know that very soon he will come again to fvrck away his anger in my puccyy and it was not midnight yet. That means he will spend more than 6 hours on my puccyy before dawn, leaving me so wide, pained, exhausted, wounded and almost dead. The worst part was the way he fvrcked. He fvrcked like he was punishing me. It should be a two way thing. You enjoy it and I enjoy it too but his case was different. He fvrcked with bitterness and aggression. These are the type of men that makes me say no most of the time to daybreaks.

One day, Sugar suggested that we should take a break for some days to have some rest and at least heal properly from all the v@gina, abdominal and lap pains we always endured everytime. It was a very welcomed idea. We had stayed for only four days at home, eating, drinking and sleeping when I noticed that this constant sex had really eaten deep into us. Or should I say it has eaten deep into me. I felt horny every now and then. I confirmed that I was not alone because they way Sugar and Omalicha behaved proved it. When it was too much to bear, Sugar was the first to go naked. Omalicha followed. I was in the mood too and so I joined. We had cucumbers everytime and other fruits. Omalicha reached for two cucumbers and a lubricant. Sugar started by squeezing her own breasts. She laid on the bed while Omalicha drew her legs apart and helped svck her puccyy. I positioned myself for Sugar as she received some good svcking from Omalicha. I positioned my puccyy before her and she worked on me too. Omalicha was the only one not receiving from anybody but she was sure of double rendition from Sugar and I later on.

We took time pleasuring ourselves until it was time for penetration with the cucumber. We could have done it on our way. Each to a cucumber but no, we helped each other with it. Sliding it in the way the pipe went in and out until we were all satisfied.

Our runs and adventures took another phase that evening when we went out to hustle again. Having had a good rest for days, we were looking fresh and vibrant hoping to make the best out of the night.

We were still at the club street where those looking for daybreak and home service customers normally stood when a car with tinted glasses pulled up in front of us. A fair man in black shades wine down the glass and said he wanted the three of us for an all night party. We have never gone for home services or daybreak together. We always went differently but this one was different. Omalicha who was the oldest amongst us spoke for us. She asked the location of the party and the man told him at his house. She demanded to know where his house was located and he said he lives somewhere in Isuaniocha close to Mgbakwu under Awka north local government.

We all looked at ourselves. That would be a very long journey which we were not ready to embark on. We all understood the language of our eyes although we didn’t speak.

“Oga that place too far o. You know say e far from here……. ”

” Name your price and I will pay it” The man cut Omalicha short.

Our eyes opened on hearing that. We joined heads together and came to a conclusion that it’s thirty thousand naira each. We also told him that we can serve more than one man each if he wanted. He didn’t argue about the price. He only opened the door, we entered and the door was shut.

He drove us away as we all sat at the back of the car. We have never been to the so called Isuaniocha but wherever it was we will get there, do what we normally do best, take our money and return home the next morning.

The car ran through routes we didn’t know and along the way, I became nervous. Different thoughts came running through my mind. What if this man had bad intentions. We wanted the money even though we knew we were putting our lives in danger. That’s the ugly part of the life we chose in order to survive. The roads were not well lightened up so we couldn’t even get to read the sign boards to know where we actually were. Omalicha and Sugar could see it clearly that I was scared and nervous but I prayed for the best nevertheless.

He took many diversions, looking at the side mirrors at regular intervals until he finally came to a halt in front of one particular house. Immediately, the gate was opened for him as though the person who opened it had been waiting for long. He drove in with full speed and the gate was shut. He alighted from the car, pressed the car remote and dashed into the building. We heard clicking sounds and tried to come down but it was locked. He actually pressed that remote and locked us inside the car. At that moment, we needed no soothsayer to reveal to us that we have entered “one chance “.

There was no sign of party in that building or around the neighborhood. He emerged again almost immediately but this time he was in the company of six young boys,armed with short gun with their faces masked.

I was gripped by fear. Sugar almost urinated in her panties because she was the most perturbed of us all. Omalicha tried to show some sign of maturity but you didn’t need to look at her twice to see she was shivering in fear. I looked up to the sky and made a sign of the cross silently praying to the all sovereign God who created the heavens and the earth to come to our rescue.

The doors clicked open and we were ordered to come down from the car. We obeyed them and came down. They led us into the building and opened one of the room. We saw two young ladies who were half dressed the same we were dressed. They were sitting down, hands and legs tied. I shook my head in despair. There’s no hope for us. These two ladies must be hustlers like us and they were lured here the same way they did us. They pushed us in and tied us up the same way they were tied.

We were about leaving the room when his phone rang. The one that brought us from Awka. He answered the phone but we didn’t hear what the caller from the other end said. We only heard the fair guy, the fair wicked guy reply that there are five girls captured. I called him wicked because he is wicked. If not he won’t do this to us.

I noticed the way one of those boys was looking at me. He was even the one that tied my hands and legs. He did it gently unlike the way I saw them tie Omalicha and Sugar.

We were locked in there and left to our fate. I knew this could be the end of our lives but even though I prayed for the best, I expected the worst.

“It’s time! ” They said as the door banged open the next morning. This time, we saw only two of the boys. They stood before us all. One of them pointed at me and one of the two girls that came before us. They pulled us out from the rest but one of them said no. It was the same guy I was talking about. The one that was looking at me last night.

“I don’t like this one, he said pointing at me, I want to fvrck this one” He pointed at Sugar.

“Guy all toto na the same thing ” One of his colleagues told him.

“We don’t have much time. Remember we have to take them to the forest after this to cut out their private parts as the senator commanded. They must be brought to him before noon. You know the election is next week ”

“Yes so I have to choose the puccyy I want to fvrck now that it’s still useful before it can no longer serve the purpose for me” The guy insisted, took me back and pulled sugar forward.
So we are all going to die? They are going to cut off our private parts for some senator election rituals? Is this how I am going to end my life? We all begged and cried but this guys paid deaf to whatever we said. I wondered why they should actually listen. They are running their own hustle and must have been paid handsomely for it. Thinking of bribing them with sex will be a waste of brain activity and time because they will take the sex forcefully and still get their job done.

To Be Continued …✍️

SEX And Survival Episode 6

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This guy knew how to fvrck. He had strength and didn’t relent with the way he was touching every part of my puccyy with his strong pipe. I appreciated him by wrapping my legs around his waist. I gave him the sweetest moans. I don’t know if they were actually sweet moans or alcohol induced soundtracks.

I still recalled calling him Johnny my sweetheart, telling him that I love him forever and that he always know how to do it. While I was telling him all these things, I didn’t listen to hear what he was saying. That is if he ever said a word. He was busy searching the hidden parts of my puccyy with his pipe as he rotated it in different directions scratching my puccyy deeply.

I circled my hands around his neck while my legs still wrapped up in his waist to enable the pipe go in completely. As I circled his neck, his head pulled downwards and landed on my two huge breasts. He pulled one of my nipples with his lips and I exclaimed in ecstasy. He svcked on it so hard while the other hand pressed the other breast.

This action stopped his thrusts but his pipe was deeply buried in my puccyy. My whole body was on fire, I pulled his face forward and kissed him like I was hungry. I kissed him like I was kissing johnny. He started moving his hips slowly again. I swear, this guys fvrcked me so well the way that I wanted it because it has been long I last had someone jam his pipe into my puccyy.

I willingly turned and positioned myself for doggy so he can give it to me from the back. The worst part of my being drunk was I didn’t know if the condom was still intact or not. If he even took it off, I wouldn’t have known. This young man was still giving it to me from behind when I heard an angry voice at the door accompanied by nonstop bang. I recognized that voice. It was Sugar. She was so bitter.

“You wan build house on top that girl? How much you pay? ”

He was at the point of cumming when that happened and I saw the joy in him after he released. I wondered how he would have felt like if he didn’t cùm.

He wore his clothes, opened the door bounced off. Sugar made straight to me and started shouting at me.

“So you allow this man dey fvrck you for hours for free. Why? You allow am dey hammer you for free. I am disappointed in you. You no know how much he pay? Highest na 15 minutes you go give am and then you look for another customer ”

She feigned anger but later calmed down because she knew I was not myself that night but after that guy fvrcked me, the alcohol was almost clear from my eyes.

Sugar told me to go and freshen up in the bathroom there. After that, I felt better. We came outside and almost as I was stepping out, another guy asked me my price. I looked at him with disgust. My puccyy is paining me. This guy I didn’t know almost disfigured my puccyy because I was drunk. I didn’t even know when I went in there with him.

“Go ask your sister how much be her price” I replied him while still feeling the pain in my puccyy. I needed some pain killers.

Sugar changed it for me at once and asked me if this is how I will make it in the hustle. I stood still when she told me she had been with four different men that night and will still do more than five again before morning. I looked around for Omalicha but she was not there. I needed no one to tell me at that point that she was in one of the hotel rooms attending to a man.

I looked at her and wondered how possible it was that she had slept with five different men already and still had enough energy to do more men. It was then I realized how true it was the saying that “onweghi uzo esi akpata ego Di easy ” (no easy way to make money) If na olosho you wan do, your toto go suffer.

I tried to wake up the next morning to prepare for school but my body was too weak. Sleep was still in my eyes. I was too weak and tired. Omalicha and Sugar were still sleeping, not bothered at all about school. I managed to get up to urinate. As I tried to walk to the bathroom, I felt serious pains in and around my v@gina. It dawned on me that going to school was not for me that day. I carried myself with the pain to the bathroom, urinated and came back to bed. I now saw why Omalicha and Sugar couldn’t attend classes most of the time.

I laid down again and tried to recall the events that unfolded the previous night. I fell out with Sugar when I refused to open up to the men that approached me. It was Omalicha who approached from nowhere and told her to take it easy with me.

Omalicha explained to her that maybe I needed a little time to adapt to the hustle. I regretted going out with that that night. On our way back, they were giving me the money they collected from the guy that gave me wounds in my v@gina, explaining that they helped me keep it because I was kind of drunk. I wasn’t happy with them. They made me drunk. I didn’t get drunk intentionally. I refused to take the money from them.

Sleep vanished from my eyes that morning. I only laid there thinking about so many things. Maybe I made a mistake in the first place by coming to the University when I knew so well that I had no one to help me. It was becoming clearer to me that I have no other option but to play along with Sugar and Omalicha. I’m not a kid. There is no way I will keep enjoying the proceeds from a business I condemn and refuse to partake in. Omalicha and Sugar will definitely throw me out if I don’t comply.

I remembered my mother. I remembered Johnny and felt so sorry for all the promises I made to him. I told him I would always have him in my heart and show no other man my nakedness but I had already broken that promise. I felt sorry for my mother because this is not the part I planned to take. But I wanted to go to the University,Graduate and get a good job so I can take care of mama.

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I felt someone tap me gently. I opened my eyes. It was Sugar. She smiled at me and told me to wake up for breakfast. I looked at the wall clock and it was few minutes past 11am. I remembered again the events of the previous night. I didn’t even know when I slept off again but I remembered thinking about my mother and John that morning.

Sugar and Omalicha had woken up earlier to prepare spaghetti. They left me to continue resting. The spaghetti was well garnished with egg, sardines and the rest. Sugar personally handed me my own. She filled the plate to the brim when she knows I don’t eat too much. She smiled as she handed the plate over to me. She was very friendly to me this morning that I wondered if it was the same Sugar that I almost had a fight with at the hotel last night.

Nobody talked about what happened last night. Instead they brought up other topics. We talked and laughed and when I finished eating, Sugar passed me a certain card of tablets drugs and assured me that it would help with whatever pain I was having.

I still read my books at home later that day but as I read I thought about nightfall which was fast approaching and how it will go down. My friends must go for hustling again tonight and it’s obvious I will go with them.

Night came again and as they were preparing, I decided to start preparing too.

“Nne, you can rest tonight until you make up your mind fully ok. You are a grown up and we believe you can make your own decisions ” Omalicha told me and Sugar nodded in full support.

They were right. I am an adult now and old enough to make my own decisions but they didn’t know that I have already decided. I didn’t argue with them. I nodded to show that I understand what they meant. Before they left, Omalicha pecked me while Sugar hugged me deeply. I liked them. If not for anything; the way they came to me that day at Management building,crying with my face on the desk and told me to stop crying. They told me that I should never cry no matter the situation. I know they are not the only girls living that kind of life in UNIZIK but at least, they had a compassionate heart. If not for Sugar and Omalicha, I might not be schooling in UNIZIK today so I am forever grateful to them.

That night as I lay alone in that room, I finally came to a conclusion that I must help myself by doing the same thing that my only two best friends are doing to help themselves. That they took me in does not mean that they had an overflowing pocket but they did it out of love and compassion and I wished I can show them someday, that I appreciate it.
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SEX And Survival Episode 5

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Something in me told me that Omalicha and Sugar are not good girls but I didn’t care. All I wanted was someone who can help me and they have offered to help me. Sugar said I can live with them and that they will help me with the acceptance fee . They told me that if I played my game well, I will get enough money to pay for my school fees before the first semester exam sets in.

These girls live a luxurious life unlike some other lii girls I do see.

I packed most of my clothes and and joined them. My mother had asked me how I plan to get money to pay for “University School fees” stressing that university ” abughi anu akwu na ala agba” (She meant that university is not child’s play) but I told her not to worry that God will see me through.

Life in the University was very stressful for me. Attending lectures and all of that. Sometimes, I won’t even hear what the lecturers said because the hall was too large and filled with students. Only those at the front were lucky to hear whatever the lecturer was saying. They don’t write on the board. They only talked and talked.

Omalicha and Sugar never attended lectures. Most of the evenings, they bathe, prepare and leave, returning the next morning. Then when other students are going for classes, they would be sleeping. I have never asked them where they normally go at night and they never cared to tell me. Who knows, maybe they work at a company at night. Whatever work it was, I must say that it fetched them good money to fund their lavish lifestyle.

I saw the way boys and girls enjoyed themselves here and it reminded me of my days during the WAEC and how I was free to welcome John at anytime. Here in the university,everyone was free to do whatever they wanted. I have seen few guys who live with their girlfriends in the same apartment. I thought for a while how it would look like. That means these guys would enjoy all the benefits of a married man. He has a woman to cook for him, clean the house and most importantly, satisfy his sexual urge when eve the snake in between his two legs needs some adventure.

I imagined myself and John living in the same apartment. It would be fun but I don’t think it’s wise living in the same room with a man who is not your husband. I miss John alot. I haven’t heard from him or seen him since I left home but he is always in my heart. Sometimes, I wonder what he was doing each night I feel cold at night. Is he in the arms of another girl. Is he giving my pipe to another girl? Is he making love to another girl? I wish to see him again.

One of those evenings, I was getting ready for night class to read and prepare for the forthcoming test and exams. I have come to like night classes due to the large number of students that turns up for it. I was still getting my books ready when Sugar asked me where I was going. I told her I was going to read inside school.

She told me that if I continue going to lectures and night classes without hustling, I might be doing them for nothing because my school fees, rent and feeding money will not fall from heaven. They reminded me that the house I was living in and the food I ate came from their hustle.

“Go and prepare. You will join us from today. Oge Adiro, nne” Omalicha added and focused on the makeup she was applying on her face.

I thought for a while. It would be a nice idea if I start working to raise my own money too. These girls make big money and live big. It won’t be a bad idea if I join them too. I know for certain that it will affect my academics but I had no choice. If I don’t work, I won’t get money to pay for the said academics. Whatever work it was, if they can do it, then I can do it too.

“Okay, I am ready. I will go with you ” I replied.

“Like this? ” Omalicha asked emphasizing on the dress I was wearing.

“Nne please wear something more appropriate ” Sugar added.

I brought out my bag of clothes and asked them the one they deemed appropriate, bringing out the clothes one by one.

Sugar shook his head, touched my shoulder and told me not to worry that she will give me something to wear. Does it mean all my clothes are rubbish?

She handed over one of her clothes to me and asked me to wear it as time was running out. I put on the clothe and looked at myself in the mirror. It revealed a large part of my breasts and my thighs. I looked very sexy and hot in it but I wondered the kind of work that demanded that kind of dressing.

We set out for that night. The very first time I went out with them to do the same work that gave them all the money they have been spending. We arrived at the hotel, I couldn’t remember the name but it was located somewhere around regina/club street axis in Awka. I saw girls of different categories standing by the road side at that same Club Street. Some of them were almost naked. They waved at every guy passing by. I saw some talking with guys in the car and they later entered the car and the driver took them away to God knows where. I focused on Omalicha and Sugar so that I won’t get lost.

In the hotel, they ordered for 3 bottles of beer and handed one over to me. I told them I don’t drink alcohol and they laughed at me and urged me to take a little since it was my first time. I had to do as I was bid.

“Babe, you gats sit up and shine your eyes. This place no be church. This place na for hustling ” Sugar was the first to speak.

“Nne you are very beautiful and even more beautiful than Sugar and I. You are well endowed. You get the shape, the figure. You backside na fire. Your front huge. So I no see any reason why you no go do well for this hustle ” Omalicha said drinking from her bottle.

I was still confused. The confusion was boldly written on my face as if they were able to read my confused state, Sugar and Omalicha came closer and told me

“Nne, here, we are on our own, our papa no get, our mama no get. Wetin we go do? We go sit down dey look make hunger kill us? No, use what you have to get what you want ”

Sugar touched my laps and slid her hand down my puccyy until her hand rested on it and she told me

“with this thing I’m touching, this your puccyy, you can live big here and get enough money to pay all your fees and send money to your mother” .

“Nne, this thing right here is the gateway ” she added and pressed my puccyy lips together.

“Drink some more” Omalicha whispered to my ears,lifted the beer and I took some more. I was already beginning to feel it coupled with Sugar’s hand down my puccyy. She rubbed it some more and I immediately felt horny.

She used her middle finger to rub the center of my v@gina up and down. I couldn’t tell her to stop because I was kind of high and enjoying it. It quickly reminded me of Johnny. Johnny will rub my puccyy with his fingers and lick it with his tongue till I almost cried out of pleasure.

She stopped and I wished she didn’t stop because I was already wet. She removed her finger, looked at it and licked it thoroughly.

“You will learn a lot from us in this game and you will soon become an expert because you are learning from the best ”

I kept taking the beer until I finished a full bottle. That was the first time in my life that I drank a whole bottle of beer.

I was very tipsy and couldn’t recall most of things that happened that night. I was heavily under the influence of alcohol and very very horny. I had to admit that to myself and I must say that Sugar and Omalicha noticed that.

They took me out from where we seated to another place and before I knew it, different guys were touching me. I wasn’t myself. I heard Sugar telling anyone who touched me a certain amount of money assuring them that I am fresh, juicy and new. I was too high to recall how much the guy who took me in gave Sugar and Omalicha. I concluded that they were speaking for me because I was drunk.

I didn’t know if he paid for the hotel room or not all I could remember was that he took me into the hotel room and I willingly followed him because I was horny and needed some good sex. I didn’t remove my clothes. I didn’t know when he did that but I felt it when his two hands squeezed my breasts. He used his finger to rub and massage my puccyy. I was expecting him to svck me like Johnny did but he didnt. He spread my legs apart and was about to put his rod inside my puccyy. I told him to svck my puccyy that I like it when it’s svcked. I didn’t hear every other thing he said but I think I heard when he said that he doesn’t svck prostitutes. I told him that I’m not a prostitute. I sounded so drunk and I was certain he didn’t believe me. Again, he spread my legs wider and lowered himself into my hot wet puccyy. I have been craving for a pipe since I took that drink coupled with the way Sugar rubbed my puccyy.
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SEX And Survival Episode 3

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He lowered his hips and put it in. It went in freely because my puccyy was so wet and 100 percent ready to receive him. He went in and out in a particular motion and I heard Adaku moaning and I wondered if Emeka was giving it to her the same way John was giving it to me. I managed to look at them and saw Adaku riding him hard facing us while Emeka lay down.

Her big brea*sts dangling as she bounced up and down. I looked at Johnny to see if he was staring at her breasts but our eyes met immediately. He smiled at me and grabbed my own breasts and svcked on it while still hitting on my puccyy. Truth be told, my breasts are way bigger than that of Adaku but all the same, she’s endowed too with big water-melons but not to compare with mine.

I noticed John was getting tired because he has stayed on top for too long but he hasn’t yet released and so I turned him around and mounted him to ride him to the best of my ability. As I began riding him, I noticed that Emeka and Adaku has changed position. He was now on top hitting my friend’s puccyy like his life depended on it.

I watched him as he suddenly stopped penetrating and mumbled some words I couldn’t decipher. Next thing I saw, he pulled out his pipe from Adaku. This time, it didn’t look as long and thick as it was the last time I saw it. I noticed the condom didn’t cover the tip of his penis but I quickly removed my eyes to focus on the pipe inside my puccyy.

I heard Adaku scream out of fear. I heard her say that the condom was torn and Emeka had released his seeds inside her and she was ovulating.

Adaku sprang to her feet, wore a wrapper and rushed outside to urinate. Emeka sat there looking confused and dumbfounded. We acted like nothing happened as I increased the tempo of my hip movement while my breasts danced to the tune of my grinding. I purposely allowed my breasts dance freely for him to see because I caught him looking our way. I wanted to show him what he never had in Adaku.

Adaku soon returned but she was not looking happy. She knew that urination didn’t flush out the spe*rm.

“Emeka I am ovulating and you released inside me. What am I going to do now? I will get pregnant ” She lamented.

I continued riding John until I noticed he was about to cum. He always asked me if he should release inside because we make love without condoms and I loved it that way.

Whenever I’m ovulating, I will tell him not to release inside and he always obeyed.

“Cum inside my dear” I told him and rode a little more before I felt his hot sperm inside me. I could hear his heart beat after he released. I laid on him displaying my big ass for whoever cared to see.

I heard Emeka telling her to calm down assuring her that they will do something about it. I decided to keep quiet as if nothing happened or as if I didn’t hear what they were saying. I know I will help her later to make sure it doesn’t result to pregnancy.

We all freshened up and got ready for school laughing and gisting as we walked down the road to our school. If anyone told me that I would be able to walk straight after Johnny tore my puccyy to pieces, I would have doubted that person. He had promised to take me out after the exam so we can spend more time together. I can’t wait.
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SEX And Survival Episode 2

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” Hei.. Nne I thought you have gone to school ”
I know they have come to do the same thing Johny and I were doing inside. I thought about what to do now. The room doesn’t belong to me alone. It belongs to me as it belongs to her.

We arrived at a conclusion to separate the beds and make use of one while she makes use of one with her boyfriend. We both came with foam each but we joined them together to avoid occupying the whole room with foams.

Johnny did not bother about their presence, he quickly continued from where he stopped but carefully covering my puccyy with his body to avoid the other nigga seeing it. He guarded my territory jealousy. The way he svcked me after Adaku and Emeka entered took another dimension because I moaned more even though I tried to control my self but it was beyond my control. Could Johny be doing this to show Emeka and his girl that he is a pro? Whatever gingered him, I don’t care but all I can say now is that I am loving the vibe. I could hear some kissing sounds from Adaku and her guy but I never allowed whatever I heard to distract me but I unfortunately paid more attention to them the moment I heard Adaku asking Emeka to svck him first before using his pipe. Who knows, maybe Emeka brought out his pipe to insert it immediately but because she saw how I was moaning from the way John was svcking me, she demanded to be svcked too. Adaku my friend amuse me sometimes. I remember the last time we discussed about oral sex. She said she doesn’t like the idea of going down on a man but will not say no if his man wants to go down on her. I told her it’s a give and take something and moreover some guys do not like svcking a woman’s puccyy.

I listened attentively to hear Emeka’s reaction but I didn’t hear him say anything and I couldn’t turn my face towards their direction to see what would happen next. It didn’t concern me anyway. My whole body was on fire. My puccyy was red and dripping wet. I didn’t know when I reached out for his pipe. It was as hard as rock. My Johnny understands me very well. He knows that at this point, I cannot return the favor of svcking his cock. All I needed at this point was to get that pipe inside my wet puccyy. I stroked him again and he understood. I bent over for doggy style so that the pipe can go in completely. He loves doggy style but little did he know that I loved it more than him. With the way I normally position, I let my chest touch the ground while I lift my waist to display my puccyy so clearly for him. I was now facing Adaku and Emeka as I positioned myself for doggy. They could see my hips and water-melons but I didn’t care. If Emeka saw my breasts, it’s not a problem, he can as well see my butt and hips but my puccyy can only be seen by the person behind me, Johnny my sweetheart. If it was only Adaku, I won’t have any problem with that either. We bathe together and see everything.We are not lesbians but I can recall a number of times that we have both stimulated ourselves when we were horny. We loved buying cucumbers so we used them an emergency pipe whenever we were in the mood.

On a closer look I discovered that Emeka obeyed and was svcking Adaku. I heard her breathing high and moaning in between. I smiled within, Emeka had to obey so that the gate of paradise will not be closed against him. The power of puccyy. We use it to manipulate men alot even though we also want the sex so badly. We sometimes pretend as if we are the one doing them a favor by giving them puccyy but in reality, we want the pipe the same way they want the puccyy. I observed them as he ate and licked her puccyy while his pipe dangled. I observed his pipe for sometime and concluded that my Johnny had a bigger one. Johnny’s pipe is bigger and better. Well as for being better, I can’t say Because I haven’t tasted Emeka’s pipe and I had no intentions of doing so. If I wanted him to fvrck me, I would have gotten what I wanted because many a times, he comes around looking for Adaku but met me wearing very revealing clothes. I covered up each time to avoid things that shouldn’t happen to happen. Besides I have John and I can visit him whenever I want.

I felt Johnny’s hard pipe rubbing my v@gina. He always did that before entering and I loved it. The way he rubbed it up and down and the way it moved due to the fact that I was wet always takes my breath away. He then slid it in gently and left it there . I tightened my puccyy and locked it, gripping his pipe. He grabbed my ass and let out a moan. He released his pipe and fvrcked me hard. John always got my praises whenever he goes hard on me. He fvrcked me hard nonstop until my legs could no longer carry me. I fell down on the foam and he turned me around for missionary. I parted my legs and spread them very well to grant him an entrance free from any obstacle…

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