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My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 12:04am On Jul 06, 2015 |
EPISODE 1 After my graduation from the university, I had to do various odd jobs while waiting for my NYSC call-up letter. When I finally got it, I was shocked when I realized I was posted to the North (Katsina state to be precise) because I tried influencing my posting to the southern part of the country. Anyway, I had no choice but to go for the 3weeks orientation course. Before I went, I got a medical report from a doctor friend of mine who ‘diagnosed’ me of Acute Bipolar Disorder (I didn’t even care what it meant) to ensure my relocation on medical grounds. On getting to Katsina state, I found the place to be beautiful and quiet unlike the rowdiness I was used to in Lagos. The camp was even better than most of the NYSC camps I had visited in other states (mine included). My roommates were fun and lively. Fortunately for me, 3 of us were from the same department in school, so we kinda had an upper hand in bonding with the others. Camp was fun, I made friends, male and female, but more of male ‘cos I didn’t want to cheat on my girlfriend. After camp I congratulated myself on not doing ‘anything’ that might have soiled my relationship with my girlfriend (if she found out). I went straight to her place, and she ‘compensated’ me for all I had missed in camp by giving me the ‘straffing’ of my life over the holidays. Finally, after all the fun and excitement, the holidays came to an annoying end and it dawned on me that I had to go back to the north (because my relocation didn’t come through). After finally completing the registration process at my PPA, I was so uncomfortable and angry. The lodge I was provided was tiny and stuffy, and at night the mosquitoes came en masse on their power bikes. My first night was dreadful, I couldn’t sleep. Throughout the night, I made a mental note on getting a new apartment the next day. The next day I asked around for where I could get an apartment around my PPA. I finally got one and I spent two days buying stuffs and tidying the place up. On my first day at work, I realized that all the stories I heard about the beauty of Hausa and Fulani girls were true. Walai, Hausa girls fine die! I was posted to one of their universities and was to work as a laboratory technologist in the Chemistry department. When I got to the lab, I had to observe how my ‘boss’ conducted the practical session with the class because that was to be my duty. I ended up observing NOT him, but a number of pretty students in the lab. Some of these girls were in hijab, while some had scarfs tried around their necks, but mere looking at them put so many imaginations in a guys mind. I told myself ‘Boy, welcome to Katsina!’ Two days later as I was conducting the practical class, a lady raised up her hand to ask a question. Jeez, her voice was ethereal. I was so carried away, I didn’t even hear the question she asked. “Please tell us your name before you ask your question”, I quickly said. She said, ‘My name is Zainab. My question is: Why do we add H2S04 to FAS solution during the EMF measurement?’. I was like ‘Wow, that’s a very interesting question’ and I explained what happens during that chemical reaction and told them to observe the changes when they were carrying out the practical. I continued the class and noticed that Zainab and her friends were no more paying attention but giggling whenever our eyes met. I said to myself **Oh lord, lead me not into temptation**. After the class, I sat on a chair in the lab with my earpiece on, listening to music and browsing on my phone when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw a damsel standing above me. Jeez, this girl fine die! Her hips were at the same level with my face and made Amber Rose feel like a learner. She had a lovely smile on her face and cute dimples. She: Hi… Me: Uhmm, hello… She:**smiles** You are the new corper here right? Me:**Look at my attire** Is it that obvious? I’m not even putting on my Khaki… She:**Laughs** You should know that once you come here, everyone knows your status… Anyway, I’m Chisom. I’m a batch B corper. Me: Wow, senior corper. I have a friend that’s your name sake o. Buh she’s not as tall as you. Damn, you are so tall! Or is because I’m sitting? **I stand and measure height with her and realize I’m a lil bit taller than her** Me: **I hold my chest** Ah, thank god I’m taller than you… She: **smiles** Me: But you are too pretty jor… She: You’re teasing me, shey? I’m definitely sure you are one of those player guys… Me: No na, it’s true. I know you must have heard it from so many guys, but at least you are hearing it from me for the first time… She: **smiles** Hmm, thanks… Me: **I offer my hands** My name is Dioxidane… She: Dioxidane? What kinda name is that? Me: Don’t worry, you’ll get to find out if you stick around long enough… She: **Hits me slightly on my shoulder** You are not serious… Me: You know what, I’m starving here. Do you know where I can get something good to eat? I don’t mean tuwoshinkafa o… She: **laughs** Don’t worry, there’s a place around. But I’m sure you’ll love fura. Me: Fura? What the hell is that? She: It’s a kinda drink. They say it’s good for mens libido… Me: Huh! Really?? Then I’m definitely interested… And so we walked to the restaurant, got something to eat, and talked about ourselves. We later exchanged numbers and parted ways. At night I was browsing and chatting with some of my friends when I got a message on whatsapp. It was from Chisom. She: Hi dear… **In my mind, hmm, now now dear don enter? Ok let’s play along na** Me: Hey sweetheart… Hope your day went well. She: Ehm, it was ok. I thought you said you were going to come to my office when you closed… Me: Did I? Oh, I’m sorry darling, iforgot. Don’t worry I’ll make it up to you… She: How? **Huh How ke ** Me: Uhm, what do you have in mind? She: Anything… Me: Ok, you know what? We’ll hang out tomorrow after work. Hope you are cool with that? She: Yeah, it’s aii… And so we gisted about family, relationship and other stuffs till late in the night. I had to remind her we were to go to work the next day before we were able to stop. The next day after work, she took me to a lovely spot in town. I was so into her that all my thoughts were to bleep her right there and then due to accumulated konji. Later on we went to her lodge. I sat on her bed trying to watch a movie on her laptop while she said she was going to freshen up. While she was in the bathroom, I couldn’t concentrate on the movie. I was just imagining her Unclad right there in the bathroom and wished I could just rip the door open and go down on her. Before I knew what was happening, she came out of the bathroom. She was putting on a brown bumshort and a white spaghetti top. Jeez!!! Her huge boobs were so visible through the top she was wearing and her pointy ni*pples pushed outward against it’s thin fabric. She definitely didn’t have a bra on under there! She sat down next to me, and I felt the beam of her gaze wash over me. She looked so beautiful; I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to be too forward, so I just tried ‘forming’ conversation with her while watching the movie. ‘Are you even enjoying the movie? This movie is super boring!’ As I turned to respond, my eyes were drawn yet again to her incredible chest. My focus was especially drawn to the bulge at the tip of each boobs; her areolae must be incredibly puffy. I couldn’t resist anymore. Suddenly, without warning, her head shifted, and I found my lips pressed against hers, with my tongue plunging deep into her mouth and her tongue whipping against mine to explore it. As we were kissing, I moved my hands to her large breasts. I slowly began to massage them gently, using my experience, and instinct to guide me. As I caressed and rubbed her large ni*pples, I heard her quiver and moan. As the passion heated up, I tried to unbutton her bumshorts, but she held my hand back and guided my face to her boobs… *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** WATCH OUT FOR PART 2 2 Likes |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by evanscheck(m): 12:14am On Jul 06, 2015 |
This guy u are talented ooo. Ur name alone makes u stand unique and ur describing power plays it down on ur readers like dey are watching d movie.. cant wait for ur so called part 2 1 Like |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 8:34am On Jul 06, 2015 |
EPISODE 2
I was trying to wonder what might have caused
that. **Abi na virgin she be ni **
I didn’t dwell too much on the thought. I
worked my way from her neck to her boobs,
removing her top. Jeez, this babe was making
me hard as hell.
At this point my ‘mamba’ was almost finding it’s
way out of my jean. She began stroking me
through my jean and she knew she was driving
me crazy. I kissed and sucked on each of her
ni*pple, taking turns while pinching the other.
I love to suck and bite on ni*pples, and judging
by her moans and jerking movements so was
she. I kept working on her, kissing then licking,
sucking on her boobs, nibbling a little to taste
her sweetness.
I felt her unzip me while I was losing myself and
burying my face in her cleavage. Before I knew
what was happening, she got off me, yanked
down my jean and shorts and freed my mamba.
‘Oh my god, I wasn’t expecting that’, she
yelled. ‘Too big? Hope you’ll be able to handle
it?’ ‘Of course I should.’
In a swift move, she put one of my balls in her
mouth. She then switched to the next one. She
used her tongue to move them all around; her
lips completely enveloped my entire sack, up to
the root of my mamba. She then began
stroking my mamba with her hands.
Jeez, this feeling was incredible. I was incapable
of saying anything else. She finally put her lips
around the whole head of my mamba and
started to gently suck me.
For several minutes she swirled her tongue
wildly around the underside the head of my
mamba, driving me mad with desire. Her pace
and intensity grew with each trip up and down
my mamba and she made loud slurping and
sucking sounds with her mouth.
My mamba was rock hard and throbbing; and I
was on the verge of cu*mming. I could feel it
very close. ‘Ohhhh, fuvvvvk!!! Jeez!!!’ Spurt
after spurt of hot cum shot up her boobs. She
was able to trap most of it with her boobs, but
it began dripping on the bed. She got up and
went to the bathroom to clean up herself.
As she came back, she came up to the bed and
began kissing me. My mamba was called to
action once again and it began responding. I
tried unbuttoning her bumshorts, but she
stopped me again and told me she was on her
period.
‘WTF!!!’
Immediately, we heard a knock on the door.
‘Shiiit, it’s like my roomate is back’, she said.
‘Jeez, you have a roommate ‘ I quickly wore
up my shorts and jean and ‘arranged’ myself.
She went to open the door for her roommate
and she introduced us ‘Dioxidane, meet my
roommate Sonia. Sonia, Dioxidane’. ‘Nice
meeting you’, I said. ‘Same here’, she replied
with a frown on her face.
**Mtcheww, wetin consine me and you **
I wasn’t happy she obstructed the mission, but
either ways it wouldn’t have gone down that
day. She walked me to take a bike, and as I was
going, for my mind I don get corper babe be
that o…
For some days I didn’t see Chisom. She called
and told me she and her boss went for a
conference in Abuja.
I was in the lab going through some journals
when I saw someone walk through the door. It
was Zainab. She was putting on an ankara skirt
and blouse and a scarf covering her shoulder.
Her skirt was almost touching the ground.
In my mind, ‘this hausa babes can fall hand
with their dressing sha’…
She: Good morning sir…
Me: Good morning… How was your night?
She: It was fine sir…
Me: Wait, how do you say ‘how was your night
in Hausa’, because I’m trying to learn the
language o…
She: **laughs** You say ‘antashi lafia’…
Me: **i try saying it after her** antashi lafia…
Hmm, at least I’ve learnt one today. So, antashi
lafia?
She: **laughs** Lafia lau…
Me: **smiles** So what’s happening? You have
issues?
She: No it’s not really me. It’s my younger
brother. He is preparing for WAEC and JAMB
and my mum asked me to look for a home tutor
for him…
Me: Hmmm, that’s good…
She: I don’t know if you would be chanced to
help him…
Me: **i no kukuma get anything to do for
evening** That would be when he comes back
from school, right?
She: Yes sir…
Me: Okay, there’s no problem…
She: I don’t know if you would be chanced to
come and see my mum today so that you
would discuss it with her…
Me: Don’t worry I’ll be chanced. Lemme have
your address…
She: Just let me have your number, when you
are ready to come, we would send the driver to
pick you…
Me: Hmm… Ok…
I gave her my number and she collected mine.
But hausa girls shy sha… I noticed Zainab was
not too free with me and she stayed a distance
from me. But the girl too fine. I watched her
leave the lab.
** Chisos!!! See ukwu**
Even the skirt couldn’t hide it that much. I
made a mental note right there and then to
sample that ukwu. **But how I wan take do this
one pass
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Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:19am On Jul 06, 2015 |
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Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 9:58pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
EPISODE 3
I got to Zainab’s house around 4pm that
day.
** Chisos!!! See fence!**
The fence of the building was so high that
you
could use the blocks to construct a 5-
bedroom
apartment.
**Na wa for all these hausa men sha…**
Zainab came to the car to welcome me. She
was putting on a jean skirt and black top.
No
scarf, no hijab.
**Omo see bobi!**
She: Welcome sir…
Me: Thanks… You have a very fine house o,
it
looks like a resort centre…
She: **smiles** My mum is this way sir…
She then ushered me into their visitors
waiting
room.
**If this one na just waiting room, how the
sitting room wan take be na This people get
money die o!!**
When I got inside, I saw her mother. She
was
looking so young and so not Nigerian.
**Ehen!!
No wonder this girl looks so different** She
was
talking with her sister (elder sister I guess)
and
they were speaking a foreign language
(whether na spanish, I no even come know).
Me: Good evening ma…
She: Oh, Mr Dioxidane, you are welcome.
Please
have a seat and give me a minute.
Me: Thank you ma…
She: Zai, pashi kama burki na ama chi…
Zainab: Ayi mama…
**Chineke, hope this people no wan sell me
for
here o…**
Zainab: Sir, what do I offer you?
Me: **offer me yourself** A bottle of water
would do…
Zainab: Ok, sir… I would be right back…
Within some minutes, Zainab came back
with a
bottle of water and her mum concluded the
discussion with her sister and she left.
She: So Mr Dioxidane, you are welcome
once
again…
Me: Thank you very much ma…
She: So where are you from?
Me: I’m from Akwa-Ibom ma…
She: Where is that?
Me: **I talk am say dis woman no be
Nigerian**
It’s in the Niger-Delta region of the country
ma…
She:**smiles** Oh, where militants
vandalize
pipelines and petroleum infrastructure…
Me: Ehrmm, not really ma…
She: We usually watch it on TV… Hope you
are
not like them…
Me:**laughs** No ma…
She: So what did you study?
Me: I studied Chemistry at Delta State
University…
She: Oh, that’s good… Hope you came out
with
a good degree…
Me: Not really ma, the 2.1 I graduated with
was
not good enough for me…
She: **smiles** If you graduated with a 2.1,
that’s a very good result…
Me: If you say so ma…
She: Hope you would do a good job with my
son… Zainab, ka sha ma li ka Salim…
Zainab: Ayi mama…
She: Let her go and call her brother… So,
how
often would
you take him and how much would you
charge?
Me: **Na wa o… Na 5k/month I dey charge
for
home lesson when I dey school o** Ma, due
to
the quality of the tutorials I would be giving
him, in fact he is going to pick up in his
studies.
I would be taking him for 4days a week and
I
would be taking him basically on Maths,
Chemistry and Physics. Then if there’s any
topic
he doesn’t understand in any subject, I
would
explain it to him.
She: **nodding her head** That’s good… So
how much would it cost us?
Me: Ma, in lagos where I stay, we charge
30thousand naira per month for home
lessons,
so I don’t know what’s obtainable here, if
it’s
higher or lower than that…
She: **laughs** 30thousand is on the high
side…
Me: **Abeg una get moni jorr** Ah ma, I
don’t
render quantity service, but quality service
that’s why you think the price is on the high
side…
She: Wouldn’t 25 thousand be ok?
Me: **Before nko, e even pass my alawee**
No
problem ma, I’ll just manage it…
She: Yeah, that reminds me. Are you good
with
computers, because my son was to go for
computer lessons…
Me: Yes ma, I am…
She: Would you be able to include that in
what
you would be teaching him?
Me: No problem ma, but that means the
amount would be increased…
She: Oh, thank you. That’s no problem… My
husband is not around now, he works at
Abuja,
perhaps during the weekend when he
comes,
you’ll get to meet him…
Me:**Chineke!! This man go be politician o,
why
I come go reduce price before na ** That’s
no
problem ma, thank you very much…
Zainab later walked in with Salim and we
both
talked a little and finalized arrangements on
when we were going to begin. His mother
said
we should be having the lessons in the
house
and I said it was ok by me and I left…
The next day after completing lessons with
Salim, I went home and had a shower. I had
a busy day at work and still went for lessons
in the evening.
**To make money no easy o**.
I didn’t see Zainab in school and when I
asked her brother, he said she went to
Kaduna to visit her grandma.
I was watching a movie when I got a call
from an unknown number. I later found out
it was Zainab. She was sounding so sweet
as usual. After normal pleasantries, she told
me she went to see her grandma that was
why she wasn’t around. I asked her why
she didn’t call me with the number she gave
me and she told me this was her private line
and only few persons had the number.
Me: Few special persons, right?
She: **smile** Uhmm, kind of…
Me: Hmmm… That’s means I’m special…
She: **laughs** It depends…
Me: On?
She: **smiles**
Me: I really like your kinda person… You
don’t seem the reserved type.**Na lie o**
She: **smiles** Sir, you know I’m very shy…
Me: Zee… Wait, can I call you Zee?
She: **smiles** If you want…
Me: Firstly, stop calling sir. We are friends.
Or are we not?
She: **smiles** Yes we are…
Me: Ehen, so be free with me… I really want
to get to know you…
She: What do you want to know about me?
Me: Everything…
She: Really?
Me: Yeah… I was really hoping to see you
when I went to your house today…
She: Eya…
Me: When are coming back?
She: Next week…
Me: So what would you be bringing for me
when coming?
She: **smiles** Something special…
Me: Wow! Something special, like?
She: Don’t worry when I come you’ll see it…
Me: Cool…
We spent almost 30minutes on the call
gisting. I later found out her father was a
Senator. I was still on the phone when
another call came in. It was Chisom. I told
Zainab I was going to call her back and
received Chisom’s call. She asked where I
was and I told her I was at home. She said
she just came from Abuja and she was at
the front of my gate. ‘Huh?’
I opened the gate and saw Chisom. She was
looking so tired and exhausted. I gave her a
warm hug and invited her in. She told me
her roommate traveled and forgot to drop
the key with her lodge mates. In my mind,
**so you no fit stay for any of your lodge
mate room abi**. I asked her if her
roommate was coming anytime soon and
she said she was going to come the next
day. **Make one babe no go turn me to
married bachelor** She said she was so
tired that she just wanted to shower and
sleep. In my mind, ‘so no straffing, you
wished!!’. I asked her if she’s had dinner
and she said she already did. She later had
her bath and laid down on the bed. She was
putting on a knicker and singlet. No bra.
**chai, this babe no go kill me o** |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:04pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
EPISODE 5
Chisom was sleeping and it was obvious
she
was deep in sleep. I tried continuing the
movie,
but I just couldn’t concentrate. She was
lying
down on the bed and her ass faced towards
where I sat on the rug. I was pondering
what to
do, whether to wake her or what .
I started teasing under her foot and her legs
if I
would get a reaction. No reaction. I went to
her
arms and teased both her arms to the side
of
her boobs. No reaction. **Which kind thing
me
this na ** I went back to her legs and
teased
both her laps for some minutes. No reaction.
**Abeg, this one na no brainer**. I tried
different tactics severally. No show. It was
obvious she was tired and really deep in
sleep. I
tried continuing the movie, but was so ‘lust’
in
my thoughts. I didn’t know when I fell
asleep on
the rug…
It was a sunny day and I was sitting close
to a
swimming pool. I was reading a book on my
phone and was shocked when I saw Zainab
come to the pool in her bikini. Damn, this
babe
had a body to die for. She had lovely pair of
d-
cup boobs and a nice rounded ass. Her legs
looked like she was contesting for ‘Miss hot
legs’.
She and her friends were playing in the pool
and I recognized some of them from her
department. The sound of their squealing
and
laughter filled the air, which made lose
interest
in the book I was reading and concentrated
on
them.
As they were playing, one of her friends
mistakenly grabbed her bikini top and pulled
it
down. **Chisos!! ** Staring at me was one
of
the most perfect boobs I have seen in a long
time. The Tip was fully erect because of the
cold
water and was surrounded by a very nice
pink
areola, the size of a coin. My mamba
immediately began stirring in my shorts.
She definitely must have seen me looking at
her, because before covering herself up, she
looked at me and smiled. This just made my
mamba grow harder. I looked back on my
phone and pretended not to have seen her,
but
my knickers was telling a different story.
I was trying to concentrate on the book I
was
reading, but the sight of her exposed boobs
haunted my mind. I kept stealing glances at
the pool every now and again and I found
her
looking at me too.
After several minutes of playing in the pool,
they got out to get something to drink. I
was
watching them go to the bar when suddenly
Zainab began catwalking towards me. I
couldn’t
help but stare at her delicious body in the
wet
polka dotted pink bikini she wore. It had
become semi transparent and I could clearly
see the outlines of her Tips and the
surrounding
darker areas.
As I looked down towards her leg, I saw
what
looked like the outline of her ‘cunnies’
pushing
against the thin material. My mamba was
showing its appreciation for such sight by
trying to bust through my shorts. I was still
watching her when suddenly she knelt down
before me, zipped down my shorts and
brought
out my already stiff mamba and began
sucking
it.
As she did that her friends gathered around
and began watching us and
giggling.**Chisos!!
** I tapped her and pointed. ‘People are
watching!!!’ She looked up at me, smiled and
continued sucking. Since she didn’t seem to
mind, I began to enjoy what she was doing.
But
after several minutes, as I raised up my
head, I
saw her mother walking towards us with a
dagger…
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Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:04pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
EPISODE 5
Chisom was sleeping and it was obvious
she
was deep in sleep. I tried continuing the
movie,
but I just couldn’t concentrate. She was
lying
down on the bed and her ass faced towards
where I sat on the rug. I was pondering
what to
do, whether to wake her or what .
I started teasing under her foot and her legs
if I
would get a reaction. No reaction. I went to
her
arms and teased both her arms to the side
of
her boobs. No reaction. **Which kind thing
me
this na ** I went back to her legs and
teased
both her laps for some minutes. No reaction.
**Abeg, this one na no brainer**. I tried
different tactics severally. No show. It was
obvious she was tired and really deep in
sleep. I
tried continuing the movie, but was so ‘lust’
in
my thoughts. I didn’t know when I fell
asleep on
the rug…
It was a sunny day and I was sitting close
to a
swimming pool. I was reading a book on my
phone and was shocked when I saw Zainab
come to the pool in her bikini. Damn, this
babe
had a body to die for. She had lovely pair of
d-
cup boobs and a nice rounded ass. Her legs
looked like she was contesting for ‘Miss hot
legs’.
She and her friends were playing in the pool
and I recognized some of them from her
department. The sound of their squealing
and
laughter filled the air, which made lose
interest
in the book I was reading and concentrated
on
them.
As they were playing, one of her friends
mistakenly grabbed her bikini top and pulled
it
down. **Chisos!! ** Staring at me was one
of
the most perfect boobs I have seen in a long
time. The Tip was fully erect because of the
cold
water and was surrounded by a very nice
pink
areola, the size of a coin. My mamba
immediately began stirring in my shorts.
She definitely must have seen me looking at
her, because before covering herself up, she
looked at me and smiled. This just made my
mamba grow harder. I looked back on my
phone and pretended not to have seen her,
but
my knickers was telling a different story.
I was trying to concentrate on the book I
was
reading, but the sight of her exposed boobs
haunted my mind. I kept stealing glances at
the pool every now and again and I found
her
looking at me too.
After several minutes of playing in the pool,
they got out to get something to drink. I
was
watching them go to the bar when suddenly
Zainab began catwalking towards me. I
couldn’t
help but stare at her delicious body in the
wet
polka dotted pink bikini she wore. It had
become semi transparent and I could clearly
see the outlines of her Tips and the
surrounding
darker areas.
As I looked down towards her leg, I saw
what
looked like the outline of her ‘cunnies’
pushing
against the thin material. My mamba was
showing its appreciation for such sight by
trying to bust through my shorts. I was still
watching her when suddenly she knelt down
before me, zipped down my shorts and
brought
out my already stiff mamba and began
sucking
it.
As she did that her friends gathered around
and began watching us and
giggling.**Chisos!!
** I tapped her and pointed. ‘People are
watching!!!’ She looked up at me, smiled and
continued sucking. Since she didn’t seem to
mind, I began to enjoy what she was doing.
But
after several minutes, as I raised up my
head, I
saw her mother walking towards us with a
dagger…
WATCH OUT FOR PART 5 TOMORROW |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:06pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
the more I see comment's flowing the more I update faster |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:18pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
my people please share your opinion on this story the more I see comment the more I update faster your faithfully GODWINYSR |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:45pm On Jul 06, 2015 |
due to typing error DAT was episode 4 this is episode 5
EPISODE 5
WTF!!! ?
With that shock, I sat up! I saw all the images
before me gradually disappearing. I looked at
myself and realized I was sweating and was
back in my room. **Damn! I’ve been
dreaming.**
I also saw Chisom kneeling before me holding
my mamba. Obviously she had been sucking it.
She realized I was tensed up and asked what
the matter was. I told her it was nothing and
got up to the bathroom.
I stood in the shower for some minutes allowing
water drip down my skin. I was now relaxed and
so was my mamba. I was thinking about my
dream and wished it was real. Some minutes
later, the door of the bathroom door was opened
and Chisom walked in. She had taken off her
knickers and was putting on only her singlet
which barely covered her ass.
I was facing the wall and backing her. She held
me and pressed her boobs against my back.
**ohhhh**My thoughts came back to her and I
gently squeezed her ass. She gasped at the
touch. I turned around, kissing her deeply and
passionately, pressing myself on her. The feel of
my skin against hers sent electric shocks
through her, and she wanted it all.
She got on her knees, wrapping her fingers
around my mamba, putting into her mouth and
sucking desperately on it. A groan escaped my
lips as my fingers entwined in her wet hair. The
shower was still running as she bobbed up and
down my mamba for a few minutes, trying to
take me in and out of her throat. She then
stood, took off her top and pulled me out of the
shower into the room.
**? Chai, this babe badt o
She dragged me into the room and laid down on
the rug, opening her legs, wanting me in her. I
smiled at her, and got on the rug with her.
But instead of getting in her like she wanted, I
took my time, licking her lips and sliding my
tongue in her. I guess I hit the spot ‘cos she
squealed loudly, pinching one of her Tips while
she laid her other hand on my head. She was
squirming all around. I was unrelenting. I
swirled my tongue in her, bobbing my head on
her then blushed my tongue back and forth on
her clit. She was moaning and screaming
‘chiiiiiineke! mummy! mummyoooooo!!
Ekweremaduoooooo’
**? babe calm down na ?**.
After some minutes she began wiggling and
jerking as her juice were flowing down her ass.
I pulled my tongue out of her and rolled her
over. She groaned and raised her ass, waiting
for my throbbing engorged mamba. I quickly
took my condom under my bed and wore it. She
screamed when I thrust my mamba in her. Her
‘cunnies’ felt so tight in my mamba. I went
gradually and slowly gained momentum, taking
total control of her. She was moaning seriously
as I continuously slammed my hips into her,
taking her hard, slamming my mamba into her.
After several minutes she started quivering and
screaming as wave after wave of orgasm
overtook her. **Chai, this babe na screamer.**
Her body had not yet stopped shaking when I
reached my point of no return. Spurt after spurt
of c*um bust through me. My knees almost
buckled as the orgasm weakened my body, and
we both lay on the rug.
After washing off in the bathroom, we both lay
on the bed. ‘You’re one hell of a super, are all
Calabar boyz like you?, she asked looking into
my eyes.’ **Smiles** ‘I’ve heard so much about
Calabar boyz, but this is my first experience. I
love you so much dioxidane’. ‘Ohh babbyy,
same here’, I replied. We lay spooning for
several minutes. I was handling and teasing her
boobs while she was toying with my mamba.
Before long, my mamba was called to action
once again and we straffed twice before we
slept. please comment |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by chrisbaby24(m): 9:59am On Jul 07, 2015 |
Nice one bro...following |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 2:00pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
EPISODE 6
Ehen, back to our tori jor…
That week I went for CDS meeting and
among
the agenda for discussion that day was the
welcoming of new corp members into the
CDS
group. **’Omo see fine chicks for my CDS
o.’** I
decided to act cool initially, ‘make dem no
go
talk say I too dey forward’.
I noticed one of the chicks in particular. I
later
found out her name was Anthonia. She was
slim, light in complexion and heavily busted.
Till
date I still wonder the kind of inter-
molecular
force that attracts me to heavily busted
ladies.
I wore my transparent shade that enabled
me
look at people without them knowing I was
looking at them. I was concentrating my
gaze
on Anthonia and I caught her stealing
glances
at me. In my mind, ‘na me and you today’.
There was an issue in which some articles in
a
magazine to be distributed to students were
filled with grammatical errors (I wonder who
typed and edited it). The President of the
group
needed two persons to edit the articles. I
saw
her raise her hand, and I quickly raised my
hand so that I would be paired with her. I
was
not fast enough, another guy raised his
hand
before I did. **Sharp guy** The President
was
about pairing the guy with Anthonia when I
told
him I was a writer **Omo see me dey form
writer o**, and he decided that since I was
already in that field, I should do the work.
After the CDS meeting, I met Anthonia and
told
her we should start editing the articles
immediately. She said she going to make
her
hair, that we would meet later in the
evening. I
said, ‘no problem’. We exchanged contacts
and
she said we would meet later in the evening.
I was browsing on my phone around 5pm
that
same day when she called.
Me: Hello…
She: Dioxidane, it’s me Anthonia…
Me: I know… How’s your day going?
She: Fine… Where are you now?
Me: I’m in my house…
She: Where do you stay?
Me: Around Kofar Kaura layout…
She: Can I come over so that we would edit
the
articles today?
Me: Is it not late? Can’t it wait till
tomorrow?
She: We are supposed to send it to the
printer
very early tomorrow. Or are you planning on
going out?
Me: Naa, not really…
She: Can I come over now?
Me: Ok, no probs…
And then I gave her the exact description of
my
house…
In about 10mins she called and told me that
she was at the front of my gate. I so loved
that
compound! We were only 3 tenants – a man
and his family who came during the
weekends
and a banker who was rarely at home – so
the
compound was kinda quiet and secluded
(my
kind of place). No one goes in or out
without my
notice or permission.
So I put on a polo top and a combat short
and I
went to the gate to usher her in. She was
putting on just a black mini skirt, a red
sleeveless top and very light make up.
You know that weird look the NYSC attire
give
some persons, especially ladies? Well, she
wasn’t having that look that evening. I was
like
‘Wow! You are looking so different from
what
I saw in the morning and your hair looks
lovely.’
‘Hmm, thanks’, she replied.
When she got to my room, she was like
‘OMG,
you living large o, and you are forming
corper’.
‘Ah an, am I not a corper? Abeg manage my
bed, I don’t have chairs o’. She said, ‘You
are
flexing jor… I wonder how many babes you
would have sampled here.’ I was like, ‘huh!!!
Sample ke In fact you are the first babe to
come here o…’ ‘Story for the gods… Abeg
bring
the magazine let’s do what I came here for
jare’.
Before I brought the magazine, I brought
bananas from my fridge and offered it to
her.
When I brought the magazine, I noticed she
was still stealing glances at me just like she
did
that morning. I pretended not to notice, but
in
my mind **that thing wey you dey find you
go
collect today**. And so we began working
on
the articles.
When we were almost done, she asked if I
studied English and I told her no. I told her I
studied Chemistry but I just had the flair for
reading and writing and she said it was
cool.
We completed editing the articles and we
continued gisting. I asked her where she
came
from and she told me she was from Benue
but
her mum was from Kaduna. She asked
where I
came from and I told her I was from Akwa-
Ibom. ‘Hmmm, calabar boy’, she said.
Me: What, you don’t like them?
She: I didn’t say so o… But you don’t have
their
accent na… If you didn’t say you were from
there, no one would know…
Me: Yeah, perhaps because I didn’t grow up
there and my mum’s from Delta state, so
I’m
kinda multilingual…
She: You speak both languages?
Me: Yes…
She: Wow, that’s cool… But calabar blood
still
flows in you na…
Me: Before nko…
She: Calabar boyz bad sha…
Me: Bad as how na…
She: Stop pretending jor, you know what I
mean…
Me: I don’t know na, tell me…
She: Don’t worry…
The conversation continued and then we
exchanged lots of information and we talked
like we’ve known each other for long. She
told
me she had a boyfriend who works in Kano.
One topic led to other and we started
talking
about relationship and se*x. I told her about
how
I heard Benue men usually offer their wives
as a
form of hospitality when their friends visited.
She laughed and said it was a myth.
Anthonia was a very free spirited person,
not
shy at all to talk about any topic, and I liked
that about girls. We talked further and she
told
me more boldly that in a relationship, se*x
was
an important aspect and that some men are
so
bothered about themselves and don’t even
know what a female wants and how to
handle
them… ** Ukandu **
Me: Ah an… Your boyfriend no dey handle
you
well ni?
She: It’s not that… I’m speaking on a
general
note…
Me: Oh… Ok o…
By then seeing such a beautiful girl and
hearing
her talk about se*x has already started
sending
some brain wave signals to mamba.
She asked if I had a girlfriend, and I told her
she
wasn’t in Katsina. I was operating my
laptop
and she saw a movie she said she had
always
wanted to watch and she begged me to play
it.
We both sat on the bed watching it and she
was giggling and laughing at some funny
scenes.
After some time, she rested her head on my
shoulder. I placed my hands across her so
that
she could be comfortable and we continued
watching the movie. Before I knew what was
happening, my hand developed a mind of
it’s
own. My hand started teasing her shoulder
playfully. I was expecting some resistance.
**No
resistance**.
My hand got bolder and went down towards
the
side of her boobs, teasing her slowly. I
noticed
she began to have goose pimples on her
skin.
She sat up and looked at me. ‘What are you
doing??’, she asked in a shaky voice.
Me:**Shiiit!! She don catch me!!** Uhmm,
nothing, just flexing my fingers…
She: I have a boyfriend…
Me:**Wetin u kon dey find for my house by
dis
time ** Yeah you said so, I’m sorry… You
know what, let’s just continue the movie…
We continued watching the movie and after
a
while she rested her head on my shoulder
again. **this babe dey find mamba trouble
o**
My hand took over and activated ‘teasing
mode’. My hands got bolder and began
teasing
around her big boobs. The goose pimples
were
now obvious even in the dim light. I was
expecting some resistance; and I got it. She
was saying, ‘dioxidane storrrrrp.
Pleeeeassse
sttorrrp’. In my brain it was translated as
‘pleeassseee don’t ssttooorrrrp.
Contiiiinuuueeee’. And since that was what
my
brain told me to do, I continued. Since I
obviously didn’t get any more resistance, I
started smooching her boobs gently through
her top. **still no resistance ** ** Straffing
mode activated **share ur comments |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by aprilwise(m): 2:08pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
Good job. |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by SHEYOR(m): 9:06pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
9ice one bro... |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 9:42pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
EPISODE 7 I was teaching Salim at the back of the house one evening when we heard the driver drive in. Salim: It’s like my sister is back… Me: Really? I didn’t know she was coming back today… Salim: She called this morning that she was going to come back today… Me: Hmm… Ok, let’s continue… **Na wa o, so my amariya didn’t tell me she was coming back** While at Kaduna, Zainab called often and we usually spoke at length on various issues. She was really an intelligent girl. But I wondered why she didn’t tell me she was coming back that day. After the lessons that day I was trying to hang around if I would see Zainab. For where? I no see the babe o. I was tired of waiting so I left. I got home and was preparing dinner (yeah I cook) when I got a call from Zainab. Me: Hello… **angrily** Zainab: Good evening… Me: How are you? Zainab: I’m fine… You? Me: I’m ok… Where are you? Zainab: I’m home… Me: Home where? Zainab: KT… Me: So you came back and you didn’t want to see me, right? Zainab: I’m sorry, I was with my mum and I didn’t want her to see me with you… Me: Why? Zainab: Please just come online and I would explain everything to you. Me: Ok… She came online and we continued our discussion. She told me she liked me but (but wetin na?) she was already betrothed and according to their culture, she couldn’t be seen publicly talking to another man. **Huh!! Seriouslyy? ** Me: But your house is not public na… Zainab: If my mum see us talking she would start thinking something is going on between us… Me: And nothing is going on? Zainab: Is there? Me: Zee, I really care a lot about you. I’ve never felt this way for anyone before. Hearing your voice alone soothes and refreshes me bla bla bla… I want you to be mine and mine only and bla bla bla… Zainab: But I told you I’m already betrothed… Me: Do you love him? Zainab: I don’t, but… Me: Baby no buts… Don’t you love me? Zainab: I love you. If I don’t, I wouldn’t be talking with you… Me: So don’t worry, things would work itself out… Zainab: So you want me to tell my mum? Me: **:oHuh?** No o… I mean, baby I guess since the situation right now warrants it, we have to be discrete with our relationship for now… Zainab: Aii dear… I love you… Me: Same here dear… So when would I see you? Zainab: I would be in school tomorrow… Me: I mean when would I see you like see you… Zainab: LolzzZ… Don’t worry dear, you would see me… So we gisted other things but all that was in my head was how to get my first score with an Hausa girl.. WATCH OUT FOR PART 8 2 Likes |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 9:45pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
EPISODE 8
Every thursday of the week was usually a free day
for me.
I wasn’t expected to go to work but to go for the
Community Development Projects/Meetings which
usually ended by 11 or 12pm. I decided not to go
for
lessons on thursdays, so after CDS on thursdays,
I
usually had the day to myself. It was one of
those
thursdays that Zainab told me she was going to
come to
my house. **Finally!?**
Zainab called and told me that she was at the
front of my
gate. When I opened the gate, she quickly walked
in. I
was shocked! ** ? Blood of god ? **. She was
putting on
an indian flowing gown and a scarf covering her
head.
She was looking so majestic. When she saw that
no one
was in the compound, she turned around and
gave me a
long hug.
We went inside and she took off her scarf. Jeez,
she was
looking even more pretty. Hausa girls don’t
expose their
head and legs in the public. She told me their
religion
forbade it so as not to tempt men. **? Hian, laws
dey o**
She told me she got something for me. I asked
her what
it was and she asked me to close my eyes.
**Seriously?
Would you tell me already?**
She placed a little box on my palm and when I
opened it,
I found a very lovely rolex wristwatch. Wow!? I
gave her a
warm hug and held her in place.
We later ate the food she bought from a fast food
joint
and she was feeling so excited. Hausa girls are
usually
‘caged’. They rarely socialize. So whenever they
have
even the slightest opportunity to experience
relative
freedom, they are usually in an ‘excited state’. It
was this
excited state Zainab found herself at that
moment.
She told me she wanted to lay down and I sat on
the bed
while she lay on my laps. You know that feeling
you get
when you are in a room alone with a hot girl/guy
you
like? That was exactly the feeling I was having
then.
Mamba was already trying to wiggle out of place
but I
sent it a message to calm down. Everywhere was
serene
and quite. I was just whispering sweet nothings
into her
ears while stroking her hair slowly.
After some minutes, I bent my neck and gave her
a kiss.
She was frozen. **Wait o, you never kiss before?
**. I
realized we’ve never talked about anything sexual
previously. Before I knew what was happening
she sat up
and kissed me. Now it was my turn to be
surprised ‘cos
she was kissing like a pro. Now I was finally able
to touch
her boobs **?those boobs I dreamt about ?**. At
first it
was on the outside, over her dress, and while
doing that,
she seemed a little nervous. My fingers found her
n*ipple
and make circles around it, making the it erect
under her
clothes. I realized she was still nervous and I
asked her if
I should stop. She said I shouldn’t. I asked her if
she had
let other boys touch her boobs and she said she
had
some male friends and she knew they wanted to
touch it
(how you take know?) but she never let them.
She then stood up and took off her dress, letting
it fall to
floor. She stood there in black lace bra and
panties,
‘pretty s*xy**’ I thought. As I stared, she reached
behind
her, undid her bra, and then I saw those breasts
that I
had seen in my dream. ** ? it was slightly smaller
than
the one I saw in the dream ? ** She stepped
forward and
stood still as I reached out and smooched her
boobs, first
with my hands, and then kissed with my mouth.
Her
boobs were amazingly firm for their size and
protruded
straight out, capped with large dark areolas and
thick
ni*pples. I was in heaven, using my hands to lift
and hold
her boobs while sucking her n*ipples. She sighed
and
stroked my hair as I sucked her.
Then she surprised me again…
Zainab: Baby, I’m still a virgin. Would you please
show
me how to do it? ** ? Chisos!!! ? **
Despite my ‘corruptness’ over the years, I had
never had
the opportunity to bleep a virgin. This was going
to be a
new experience for me and I was determined to
make the
most of it. I wanted to be gentle with her ‘cos
from stories
I heard I could be painful for her, considering the
size of
mamba which was about 8” when in the fully
‘excited
state’. I told her to take off my boxers which she
did.
She had never actually seen a hard rooster before,
so I
allowed some time letting her touch mamba. I
showed her
how to stroke it, and let her play with mamba’s
head and
balls. I felt like a teacher giving tutorials (my
specialty).
Finally I asked her to put it in her mouth and she
did. She
was a good student and she learnt fast ‘cos in no
time,
she began licking and sucking like a pro. **maybe
she
don dey watch mojo before**
After several minutes of sucking, I told her it was
her turn.
I lay her down on the edge of the bed, and I knelt
down
next to it. I placed one hand on her boobs,
handling her
n*ipple, one sliding up her thigh to her p*ussy. I
told her
to look at me and tell me how it felt. She was
wide-eyed
as I slid my finger up and down her slit,
separating her
meaty lips, and gently flicking her clit. She may
have
been a virgin but her body certainly knew how to
respond
sexually. My strokes brought forth a wetness that
soon
covered my hand and her legs.
Her eyes were half shut now, moaning. She was
as tight
as you would expect, but she was so wet by now
that
once I got one finger in, then another, and I was
able to
start moving them around, almost prying her
Kitty-Cat
further open from inside. I think that’s when she
came the
first time. She gasped, she arched her back, her
eyes
rolled and shut and my hand was suddenly
soaked.
When I went down on her she came almost
immediately again, as I worked her Kitty-Cat
open with
tongue and fingers.
Finally I stood, leaned up and gave her a big wet
sloppy
kiss, and then positioned myself between her
legs. She
watched as I opened a condom and rolled it down
mamba. When my mamba slowly entered her and
separated those virgin pu*ssy for the first time, it
felt like
I went to heaven and came back. I f*ucked her
gently
initially. She showed some pain at first as her
inner
pu*ssy broke open but it didn’t take long for her
hips to
start moving in rhythm with mine. After several
minutes,
my balls tightened and I felt the spasms as I
emptied into
her.
After cummming I stayed in her for awhile, both of
us
feeling the heat of our juices. As mamba
gradually
returned to it’s ‘ground state’, I pulled out,
holding the
condom as I exited. “Show me,” she said, as she
reached
out to take the full condom. She held it, full of
Fluid, and
then slowly spilled it out onto her breasts. I’m
now
thinking, “this girl may be a virgin but she’s got a
kinky
side to her” She was amazed by looking at the
result of
her first full se*x. She said she had seen c*m in
movies
but it was the first time she was seeing it in real
life **i
talk am say she dey watch mojo**. ‘There’s
always a first
time for everything’ I said.
She began stroking mamba again and before long,
it rose
to the occasion. We bleeped about 3times that
day
before she went home.
When she got home, she sent me a text from her
private
line: ‘Thank you baby for I the wonderful time I
had with
you today, you are the best. Looking forward to
this some
other time. I love you.’
Aha… Finally!!
WATCH OUT FOR PART 9 |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by 7kahfe(m): 10:46pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
Plagiarism! God forsaken attention seeker, get a better life this is someone piece of work. Him send you? #sms |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 11:01pm On Jul 07, 2015 |
7kahfe or wat are u called u are so dumb,is DT not why I wrote by dioxidane did I ever claim it was mine ur name sound as u are dumbass 1 Like |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by 7kahfe(m): 7:12am On Jul 08, 2015 |
GODWINYSR:Ajayi no salary, u still haven't answer my question, him send you? #GODWINYSR TheErrandBoy |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:39am On Jul 08, 2015 |
7kahfe:isn't he related to your father aSK him na looool stupid son born to a boko haram father why will u have sense!!!!dullard#7kahfe |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:42am On Jul 08, 2015 |
EPISODE 9
So I now had 3 girlfriends in Katsina. How
the
hell did I get to this point . I thought I was
a
good guy (or I wanted to be). I thought I
wouldn’t have to cheat on my girlfriend back
at
home. I remembered her jokingly telling her
sister that she would visit me no matter
where I
was posted to in the country.
Distance could be a b*itch at times.
Meanwhile,
I was in regular communication with her. We
talked at least once a day. But now there
were
new developments. She told me her visa had
been approved and she was due to travel for
her masters in the UK. **Nawa o, this babe
wan
leave me for Naija sha**. She said she
wanted
to see me before she left, to get some feel
of
good mamba I guess. But there was an
issue.
Distance. My spirit didn’t feel like travelling
.
She was willing to travel, but she was in a
dilemma too. She said she couldn’t pay for
a
flight from Lagos to Kano and then have to
endure a crappy 2hrs bus ride from Kano to
Katsina. There was usually no direct flight
from
Lagos to Katsina then (dunno about now
though). If there had been a direct flight
from
Lagos to Katsina, then traveling to see me
wouldn’t have been an issue.
Apart from my unwillingness to travel, I was
in
another fix too. I didn’t really want her to
come
to KT. I would have preferred traveling to
see
her ‘cos that would have minimized my risk
of
exposure. Trust me, that babe was an ‘FBI
agent’ in her own right and I would have
been
busted for my nefarious activities. She was
the
only girl that caught me whenever I cheated
on
her **Abi na jazz she dey use **. She just
had
to look into my eyes and study my
surrounding
and everything I’ve done for the past few
days
would come reeling to her like a movie. And
I
had a soft spot for her, so no matter how
hard I
thought I was, I always melted whenever I
was
with her. So I would have preferred traveling
to
see her than the other way around. We
debated
this for about a month before she finally
traveled. We didn’t get to see. I wasn’t
really
too happy about it but I didn’t really have
much
choices.
Meanwhile I had to micro-manage 3 girls so
that
our clandestine meetings wouldn’t clash
with
each other. You understand why that
shouldn’t
happen, right? Thursdays was always for
Zainab, no questions asked.
Anthonia had an apartment like mine where
covert operations could be carried out, so I
usually went to her place when she needed
to
be serviced. Hey, she had a boyfriend, so we
understood each other. She called when she
needed the mamba and I was always at her
service. What did I get in return ? Trust me,
you don’t want to know.
My problem was Chisom. I guess she was
just
taking it too far for my liking. Statements
like
‘so what are your plans for me’, ‘when are
you
planning on seeing my people’, ‘I wish we
could
work things out’, ‘so you don’t want to talk
to
my mum’, was what usually dominated our
conversations. Seriously babe, I’m still
serving
and I still have to get on my feet before I
even
start thinking of marriage. She didn’t seem
to
understand this. All she was concerned
about
was marriage! And that bothered me a lot.
My
only consolation was that she had just two
months to her POP, and maybe, just maybe I
would be free from her. I wished all girls
could
just have the mentality of Mila Kunis in
Friends
With Benefit. Jeez, I loved that babe.
Anyway, that was not to be in Chisom’s
case
and I had to manage her situation. I tried as
much as possible to create an enabling
environment where either of the girls didn’t
have to or couldn’t meet each other. Trust
me, I
was up to the task (or so I thought).
Zainab had visited that thursday (as usual)
and
we gisted and straffed (as usual). I later
remembered that my generator (I better
pass
my neighbor) was faulty and needed to be
serviced. I told her to keep me company
outside while I serviced it (yes I’m an
engineer
too). So she was there gisting with me
when we
heard the horn of a car. It was my banker
neighbor. I saw him opening the gate and
driving in. While still wondering what the hell
he
was doing back at home at this time of the
day,
I saw Chisom walk through the gate…
** Chisos!!! WTF!!!**
I was shocked but I tried not to show it. So
many questions were running through my
head
unanswered. ‘What the f*uck was this babe
doing here?’ ‘Why didn’t she call to tell me
she
was coming?’ ‘What the hell was Johnson
(the
banker) doing back home at this time of the
day anyway?’ ‘How the hell am I supposed
to
explain this to Zainab?’ ‘How the f*ck am I
supposed to get Chisom out of this house
right
now?’
The questions kept popping in my head with
no
available answer. The die was already cast.
The
only solution that popped in my head was
damage control. **Damage Control Mode
Activated**
Previously, Chisom had suspected me of
cheating. She confronted me and I
vehemently
denied it. Now she was confirming her
suspicions (or so she thought). Zainab had
never suspected (or confronted) me, and she
was still going to be very much around after
Chisom had passed out from her service to
the
country. So I had to protect her interests in
preference to that of Chisom. From my
experience with damage control, never lose
both ways. And I was determined to do just
that.
Chisom came in and greeted us. I didn’t
respond warmly as I used to. She noticed
and
just went inside. Meanwhile I was still fixing
the
generator. Zainab asked who she was and I
told
her she was a friend. ‘Just a friend?’, she
asked.
‘What else would she be before ‘, I replied
with a look on my face. I asked her to wait
for
me that I was coming.
When I got inside, I realized that even a new
born baby would know what had previously
occurred in the room. The room was not
arranged and the bed was in a ‘post
straffing
state’. Hey, I didn’t expect anybody, so why
should I have made it after Zainab and I
straffed. Besides we were still going to
continue.
I realized she knew this so I had to prepare
a
counter-defence that would repel her
attacks.
I met her inside pressing her phone. She
was
holding my phone on her other hand. I
wasn’t
concerned ‘cos I knew it was locked and no
one
except me knew the password.
Me: Why the hell didn’t you call me before
coming
Without uttering a word and without looking
at
me, she stretched my phone towards me. I
collected it. Oh, shiiit!! 12 missed calls.
Me: Oh… I was outside fixing the generator
outside that’s why I didn’t hear the phone
ring…
I looked at her and realized tears were
already
gathering in her eyes.
Chisom: **In a shaky voice** Dioxidane,
who is
that b*itch?
Me: Hey, hey, calm down! Why would you be
calling someone a b*itch. Besides she’s my
friend…
Chisom: **Raising her voice now** I can
call her
whatever I want to call her! She’s a b*itch!
Me: **In a cool tone** See, I told she’s my
friend. I don’t appreciate you calling her a
b*itch…
Chisom: **Raising her voice higher** So
that’s
how you go about f*ucking all your friends
abi…
Your secret have been revealed today… After
all
I’ve done for you bla bla bla!! After giving
myself to you bla bla bla!! This is how you
are
going to repay me abi!
**Ah an… See me o After she’s done what
for
me See me see wahala o **
Me: Would you shut the f*uck up! You are
disturbing the neighborhood… Why are you
acting so paranoid!
She went on ranting and ranting. I withheld
myself ‘cos if I hadn’t, I would have given
her
the beating of her life. I’ve seen men do it
to
their wives and the consequences were dire
(on
the women) and I vowed I was never going
to
do that to any woman. That was what held
me
that day. The damage control was becoming
futile. I determined right then that she was
out
of my life. It was now time to do damage
control on Zainab.
As I was thinking of going outside to meet
Zainab, she walked in with tears in her eyes,
took her bag and left. I tried going after her
to
the gate and begging her, but she gave me
a
look that said : go back before I bust your
face.
Besides, I still couldn’t be seen with her on
the
street, much less running after her and
begging her so I postponed her begging till
some other time… |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by chrisbaby24(m): 10:56am On Jul 08, 2015 |
Badt guy...nothin do u jare... |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:59am On Jul 08, 2015 |
chrisbaby24:I hail bro |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 10:59am On Jul 08, 2015 |
chrisbaby24:I hail bro |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by chrisbaby24(m): 11:08am On Jul 08, 2015 |
GODWINYSR:Nice write up man.... |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by joefredd006(m): 3:56pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
nice work bro. can't wait to read your conclusion |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 4:26pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
thanks for following
EPISODE 10
eez, this situation was really getting out of
hand. I
wanted to go back inside to send Chisom
out or beg her.
I was confused at that moment. I decided to
complete
fixing the generator. As I was still working
on it, my
neighbor was about going out.
Johnson: Oga Dioxidane, I’m going out and I
wouldn’t
come back today o…
Me: **Who send you make you come back
before,
mtcheww** Ok bros, no problem… Take
care…
He was driving out when Chisom came out
of the house.
Chisom: Dioxidane, please I’m sorry… I
don’t know what
came over me…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: It’s because of the love I have for
you that’s why
I reacted like that… Please I didn’t mean it…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **I wasn’t hearing what she was saying
anymore**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Dioxidane please say something
na…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **Silence**
I was just ‘forming concentration’ on the
generator I was
fixing. I had already finished fixing the
generator but I
delayed coupling. I totally blanked her. I was
so angry. I
didn’t want her to see the other side of me,
so silence
was my only alternative.
Chisom: Dioxidane, I’ll leave o…
Me: **Silence**
She went in and came out with her bag.
Chisom: Dioxidane, I’m leaving!
Me: **Silence**
And so she left. I went and banged the gate
to make sure
it was locked.
I was angry. I was confused. What do I do?
Zainab must
have gotten home. Do I call her? Or do I
wait till her anger
cooled off. I’m definitely not calling Chisom
anytime
soon.
I quickly coupled the generator and tested
it. It worked
well. I went inside and lay down on the bed.
So many
thoughts ran through my head, confusing
me. I decided
to go to the bar. Damn! I didn’t have
enough money on
me! I decided to walk to the ATM point,
from there to the
bar, perhaps it would help me clear my
head.
I got to the bar and took 3 bottles of beer
while watching
a match I had missed the last weekend.
Before I knew
what was happening, it was 9pm. Time to
go home.
When I got home, I was so lonely and
bored. I needed
company. I couldn’t call Chisom. I tried
calling Zainab,
she didn’t pick. I called her about 15times,
she still
refused to pick. **Kai, I don enter am
today**. I called
some other female friends and we gisted,
but I was still
bored. I was still pondering what to do when
a thought
ran through my head, ‘Anthonia’. Yes,
Anthonia! She was
always the one calling when she needed me.
Now I
needed someone, I had to call her.
Meanwhile, this was
already past 10pm.
Anthonia: Hello…
Me: Hi dear, how are you?
Anthonia: I’m fine and you?
Me: I’m not feeling too well…
Anthonia: Really?
Me: Yeah… Where are you?
Anthonia: I’m at home…
Me: Can I come over?
Anthonia: Tonight? Would you get bike?
Me: Don’t worry I’ll try to get bike…
Anthonia: Ok, no probs… I’ll be waiting…
Me: Thanks dear… I’m on my way now…
Yes! ** ? i no fit lose everything today na
I immediately got up, picked up my phones
and keys and
went to get a bike. The time was already
some minutes
to 11pm. The few bikes passing by already
had
passengers on them. I had to wait for
several minutes
before I saw one. After finally agreeing on
the price which
was three times more than the usual, we set
off.
Normally while going to Anthonia’s place, I
don’t knock
on her gate. I just call her when I arrive and
she opens
the gate. That was the usual. Since it was
already late
that night, before I even got to her gate, I’ve
already
begun calling her. She didn’t pick. I thought
to myself
that maybe she was already at the gate
that’s why she
didn’t pick. I got to the gate and realized it
was still
locked. ** ? Ah an! Wetin dey happen?** I
called her
again and she didn’t pick. I called more
than 30 times,
she still didn’t pick. ** ? Chisos ?** At that
point I was
beginning to get scared. So many thoughts
were running
through my head ‘Is she asleep already or
what?’ ‘Is she
doing this on purpose?’ ‘What would I do if
she opens the
gate?’ ‘Wait o, what if she doesn’t open it,
what do I do?’
**I don enter am today** I tried knocking
the gate. No
response. I still tried calling again and that
silly girl that
works with MTN told me her number was
not reachable
and that I should try again later. **What
Nonsense!!! A
number that has been ringing since?** I
tried the number
again. The same thing. **Please tell me this
isn’t
happening?** I began making contingency
plans.
Meanwhile, I saw some Almajiri boys lurking
around the
neighborhood. **Chai, e don be for me
today!!!** I had
never stayed out late in the night. I recalled
the advice I
had been given about staying out late in the
night. ‘Who
send me sef?’ ‘Na woman don put me for
wahala so o!’ ‘I
don die today!’ ‘Nobody even knows where I
am?’ ‘If
anything happens to me, no one would even
know where
to look?’ ‘Chai, who send me?’ ‘My Father,
My God, if you
know you really love me, me save me this
night!’
I decided to brace myself and face whatever
came at me
that night. I decided that before I get killed
(if I get killed),
I must take more than two persons with me
when going
to meet baba! The time was already some
minutes to
12am. Her neighborhood was in the interior
so I didn’t
expect to see any bike, but I was wishing or
hoping that
if I could get to the main road (unharmed),
perhaps I
could get a bike to take me home.
You know that move Jim Carey did in Bruce
Almighty
when he inflated his chest before he went to
meet those
bad guys after which he made a monkey
come out of
one of the guys a$s? Yeah, I did that move.
I’m tall and
well built but I knew that was not enough if
I really didn’t
want anything to happen to me. I had to act
the part. So
pushed out my chest and started walking
like The Rock.
While walking to the bus stop, I saw some
of them lurking
in the dark, while some were walking ahead
of me and
they were giving themselves whistling
signals. I already
set my key on ‘stabbing mode’. The first
person that got
to me would have gotten a stab on the eye
with my key!
I don’t know if it was the way I walked or
divine
intervention, but till I got to the bus stop
none of them
approached me. **Phweww! Phase 1
complete!**
**Moving on to phase 2**
Now how do I get home? The time was
already past
12am. There were very few bikes on the
road. That was
my first experience of the late night life in
Katsina. There
were street lights everywhere so visibility
was ok. I began
walking home. I had to recall all the
marching lessons I
received while in camp. I saw some late
night traders and
some Almajiris still walking around **those
boys no dey
sleep?**. After ‘quick marching’ for more
than an hour, I
got home. **Chai, thank God o ? **. I went
straight to the
bathroom, had a cold bath and went straight
to the bed,
na*ked. I was still pondering over what had
happened
and contemplating on what to do when I
slept off.. |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 4:29pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
EPISODE 11
I woke up the next day feeling more
confused than ever. I
called my boss and told him I wasn’t feeling
too well, so I
couldn’t be at work. It was friday anyways
and that day
in the north was usually a day of worship so
there was
usually little or no work to do.
I checked my phone and saw 12 missed
calls. From
who? Yeah, you guessed right. I wonder why
she was
calling me now. What if something
happened to me last
night? What would people have said? ‘Ehn,
na babe he
find go’, that’s if they eventually found out
where I went.
Why didn’t I just stay at home?
**Anyway sha, thank God for my life.**
She called once more and I refused to pick
the call.
After some minutes, I got a text message on
my phone. It
was from Tonia.
“Hi darling, I’m so sorry about what
happened. I took
some drugs last night that was why I slept
off. I saw your
missed calls late in the night and I tried
calling you back.
Please, I didn’t do it on purpose. Please pick
my call.”
In my mind, ‘your fada!! Can you imagine?’
She called
again and I switched off my phone.
I tried analyzing the relationships in my life.
My girlfriend
in Lagos? Traveled out of the country. ** ?
** Zee? She
dey vex for me ** ? ** Chisom? Naa, I’ll
pass… (Wait o,
she never call me since o). Tonia? SMH… I
would have
died because of Tonia yesterday, thanks…
I tried calling Zee again but she still refused
to talk to
me. I sent her series of messages
apologizing for what
happened and professing love for her. **For
where? She
still no gree** I decided to take a break from
girls for a
while, perhaps that would help me.
Later in the evening I went to Zainab’s
place for lessons
with her brother.
Salim: Good evening sir…
Me: Salim, how are you?
Salim: Fine sir…
Me: How’s your sister?
Salim: It’s like she’s not feeling too fine…
Me: Where is she?
Salim: She’s inside…
Me: Please tell her I want to see her…
Salim: Ok…
He went in and came back…
Salim: Sir, she said she’s sleeping…
Me: She said she’s sleeping or she’s really
sleeping?
Salim: That’s what she said…
Me: Ok… Let’s continue…
Throughout the duration of the lesson, I just
couldn’t
concentrate. I just gave Salim numerous
questions to
solve while I was composing messages to
Zee.
She didn’t bother replying. I told her I
wanted to see her.
No response.
**I quit!!! ? **
I decided if she didn’t want to see me
anymore, so be it.
Before going back home, I went to visit
some friends
(male friends o). We later went to the bar.
As I got home,
I was bored and lonely. I called some female
friends and
we gisted, but I was still bored. I was still
pondering what
to do when a thought ran through my head,
‘Anthonia’.
** ? Huh!!! If I hear?**
I woke up the next day feeling strong and
refreshed.
Another weekend was here again. I had to
do my laundry
and clean up my apartment.
I got a call from Zainab’s mum telling me
not to come for
lessons that day ‘cos they were going out.
** ? Yeah!! ?**
I still had not heard from Zainab. I talked to
Anthonia and
she apologized profusely. I forgave her and
told her I was
going to visit her later in the day.
I was through with cleaning my apartment
and was
doing my laundry in the bathroom when I
heard someone
knocking on the gate.
** ? Who could that be? ? **
I began contemplating who could be at the
gate. ‘Did my
neighbor go out and forget his key?’ ‘Did my
neighbor
have a visitor’. I wasn’t expecting anybody
so I didn’t
even bother going to the gate.
The knocking still persisted. I heard my
neighbor go to
the gate to open it. ‘It was my neighbor’s
visitor afterall’,
I thought. I still sat in the bathroom
washing and
listening to music. Some moments later, I
began
perceiving a very familiar sweet smelling
fragrance.
** ? **
‘Could it be true? Could my mind be playing
tricks on
me?’ I turned my head and saw Zainab
standing in my
bedroom looking at me…
** ? Chisos ? **
I was dumbstruck! I stood and realized that
I was just
putting on only my boxer shorts. I stood
there
contemplating what to do.
‘Do I go for a hug? What if she rejects it? Do
I start
begging?’ I was still contemplating on what
to do when I
realized she was staring at my chest. Yeah I
gymed every
morning, so I was kinda muscle toned.
** ? Is she just noticing it now?**
Anyway, my mind settled for the first option.
A hug it is!
I went and gave her a hug, expecting
rejection. She
embraced me.
**? Wow, that’s cool ?**
I was still holding her when I started
whispering sweet
words in her ears.
Me: Baby, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean
things to happen
the way they did bla bla bla.
I was still ranting when she broke away
from the hug.
Zee: Dear, all those things she said that
day; were they
true?
Me: **? Huh? Before nko** Of course not
honey, she was
just out to make trouble. She wanted me to
date her and
I told her it was only you I loved that was
why when she
saw you she said she was going to make
you hate me.
Zee: **Eyes widened** Really? And you
didn’t tell me…
Me: **Forming angry** I didn’t tell you! Did
you give me
the opportunity to explain? I pleaded, you
didn’t want to
listen, you didn’t even give me the chance to
explain…
Zee: Oh baby, I’m so sorry… I was so angry,
I thought you
were cheating on me…
Me: Baby, why wouldd you think I would do
that? You
know you are the love of my life, the only
one I cherish
bla bla bla
**yinmu**
Zee: Oh baby, I love you so much…
Me: Same here dear, same here…
I was still talking when she put her hands
around my
neck, brought my neck down towards herself
and gave
me a deep kiss.
**Damn I’ve missed that!**
I slipped my hands around her waist raising
her up. Her
legs were now around my waist while she
put her arms
around my neck as she continued to kiss me
and wrap
her tightly in my arms and pull me against
herself.
Hungrily, she pressed herself against me,
opened her
mouth for the invasion of my tongue and
cried her desire
deep in me.
I looked down at her. Damn! Her hair, her
skin, her eyes
all glowed like the sky. We tumbled onto the
bed, facing
each other as we indulged in long, soul
shattering kisses.
My hands raced over her, following a
seductive course
from the back of her neck, down her spine
and over her
hips, then back again, leaving her tingling in
every place I
touched.
My hands found her ni*pples and I fondled it
intermittently. She kissed me back with a
need that
reflected the very deepest, emptiest part of
her being. ‘I
need you baby’, she sighed, ‘you make me
feel so
wanted, so needed and so perfect’.
I slowly made my way down her body,
kissing and
playing with all of her until I reached her
pu*ssy. I took
off her blue flowery g-strings and drew my
tongue along
her labial lips and inserted it into her pink,
shell-like
cunny. I kissed and
sucked on her pu*ssy until she screamed,
‘baby please
fuuuccck meeee!’.
I slowly inserted my ‘condomized mamba’ in
her. She
was so wet and warm and ready for me.
She wrapped
my legs around my hips and pulled herself
up to meet
my thrusts, keeping the rhythm slow and
steady. This
went on for severally minutes and I noticed
she was
bucking and jerking and arching her back.
‘Babyyyyy, I’m
cuummminnngg’, she cried out. This
triggered mamba
and after several thrusts I came and we
both lay on the
bed spent.
We later got up, went to the bathroom to
clean ourselves
up and came back laying on the bed. Some
minutes
later, she began arching and trembling under
the touch of
my fingers and she whispered, “I love you!”
so softly, that
I thought she didn’t mean me to hear. It
was if I
eavesdropped as she told her secret to God.
She then went down and took mamba into
her mouth
and began to kiss and suck the head. I lay
back and
damn! It felt so good. As she sucked she
used her hands
at the base of mamba, slowly working up to
a wonderful
level.
She gradually tried to engulfed mamba right
down into
her throat. I had never had that before quite
so fiercely.
She made me feel that she would swallow
my whole
body. I enjoyed it so much that I wanted to
be in her…
The more we straffed, the more we wanted.
We would
turn in each others arms and start all over
again. It
seemed that we couldn’t get enough of each
other. She
whispered into my ears, ‘I missed you baby’.
‘I missed
you too’. ‘Baby please don’t break my
heart’. ‘I’ll never
try it’… |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by joefredd006(m): 6:58pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
hmmmm... what a story ! *however, don't get the rationale behind "condomizing your mamba", yet you 'tongue your way into the tunnel'... |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by chrisbaby24(m): 7:56pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
Ok..just dey do..till her mama catch u...nice one bro.. |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by daprincel(m): 8:31pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
Dis Oxidane guy na bhaddo snr |
Re: My Escapades In The North-by Dioxidane by GODWINYSR(m): 8:34pm On Jul 08, 2015 |
am going to update the part12 for dis nyt then continue tomorrow thanks for following |
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