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…doing my best to pull my trousers back on even as my still-erect Joystick dangled from side to side underneath!
I did comfortably see the wet patch it had formed just beside my zipper and did instantly recognize it to be pre-Pour even though I was only seeing it for the first time in my life! There were now, absolutely no reasons to even say a good-bye, to a still-bewildered and on-looking Madam Ann!
Lunch, midweek church service and other related matters were simply the last things on my mind after returning to my lodge minutes later! I was totally grateful in no equal measure, that I had managed to escape from Madam Ann’s place. And I still felt my heart continually pant, several minutes later, after racing all the way from her house to my apartment! The experience was comfortably the worst I had ever witnessed in my life. When I got into the building, I found that my roommates were still not back. How relieved I felt because it would have definitely raised a lot of questions if they saw me. Not to talk of the possible reaction on seeing me at the lady’s house if they bothered coming for the key themselves. I had to just say a thanksgiving prayer in my mind as I made it into my room. The plan was simple, bathe, dress my bed and sleep. Hopefully, I was going to wake exactly the following day and my usual routine would eventually follow as long as it excludes Madam Ann’s place. Moreover, I was already saying in my mind that nothing whatsoever would make me go back to the lady’s house again in my life! It was more than just a statement – it was a vow I had to make! Nothing whatsoever! For Madam Ann was arrogant, annoying, brutish, a bully, unnecessarily difficult, abusive, hard and….in fact, a rapist! A woman-rapist! A fat woman-rapist! In reality even, she just didn’t deserve being a woman! She simple would have been better off being a man from some annoying place or town! In fact, some loser-guy who goes about bullying people! She would have been far better off being any of those! I just disliked her! And hoped nothing would bring me to her paths ever again!
Those kept being my words and thoughts until I was set for my early sleep. That was also just about the time my friends came home. With all the noise and loud laughter about how Nigeria dealt with their opponents, I had to quickly tuck myself into the duvet before they got into the room. I soon was pretending that I had fallen asleep. Bassey was the first to get into the room and I heard him burst into hysterical laughter probably after seeing me cuddled in my bed.
“Na sleep en dey sleep o! E be like say the woman…” he began saying immediately
“Shhhh…” that was Tolu who cut in. “Must you say everything?”
I was really straining my ears to catch everything they were saying, but yet I was still managing to piece together the direction of their comments. I couldn’t exactly figure out what Bassey’s earlier comment completely implied, but it looked as though there was something the boys weren’t telling me yet. Unfortunately Tolu rebuke was what terminated every possible clue I would have gotten and for the rest of that day, I didn’t hear them speak about me who they felt was very much asleep. Bizarrely, I stayed on my bed until sometime around 2am before finally finding sleep in my eyes! For the rest of that evening, endlessly strings of thoughts about Madam Ann, her undeniable beauty, her alluring Unclad body, her big breasts, her fat buttocks, her exceedingly soaked Kittycat which of course never stopped running of her fluids and the taste of her anus, began forming in my head and never stopped! Despite how hard I tried, they would never go away!
For the rest of that evening, endlessly strings of thoughts about Madam Ann, … her big breasts, … began forming in my head and never stopped!
As though that wouldn’t do, my Joystick equally never fell short of respond accordingly, rising, stretching and poking my boxer shorts countless times! It even poked through the open flap in front a few occasions too, so much so that I had to let it be by the third time it had pushed its way out!
It even poked through the open flap in front a few occasions too
It totally became unfamiliar territory when I began using my imaginations to create additional scenes which were never there the day before! I began to imagine what would have been if I had allowed her to free my Joystick. What would have been if I had let her put the erection in her soaked Kittycat!
What would have been if I had let her put the erection in her soaked Kittycat!
Unfortunately though, that was basically the much I knew about s*x. I had heard a few times anyway, that there were other things that could be done during s*x and Madam Ann did introduce a handful of them during that last encounter but I was certain there were other things, of which I knew nothing about! Surprisingly, there suddenly came an urge to know these ‘other things’! Somehow I began to feel that if the little she had introduced me to could feel that sweet, then definitely the rest would feel sweet too, if not sweeter! And who said they weren’t sweet?! Of course they were! Deep down inside of me, I simple knew they were sweet! In fact they were the sweetest thing I had ever known or felt. Even as I recalled how my tongue got constantly flooded by the mature lady’s sticky Kittycat-fluids, a peculiar kind of overwhelming sensation struck me – bringing me an enormous erection again! It was a pity I didn’t know how to suck and please a woman as she said. It was unfortunate I was yet to have s*x with a girl despite being 24. But then, I suddenly realized it wasn’t exactly very late! I could still learn! I might not have any s*x manuals and pornographic magazines around but I had a phone! And thankfully, my roommates had all slept off too! So without thinking twice about it, I picked up my phone by the corner of my pillow and soon smashed the ‘web’ button to literally bring another side of the internet, into my life!
Anyway, as expected, I really found it hard to overcome the guilt that subsequently followed and even when I finally did overcome it, I was totally devoid of the exact thing to do with the ‘Google search page’ in front of me! I kept starring into my phone for several seconds without knowing what exactly to search for. A couple of ideas eventually came and when I began searching with words like ‘s*x’, ‘intercourse’, ‘Joystick’, ‘Kittycat’ and ‘breasts’, predictably only medically-related results showed up. It was only after I had become more direct, that I began seeing more interesting results which employed words like ‘Joystick and Joystick’ when referring to a Joystick; ‘cunt and Kittycat’ when it’s that of the female and then ‘F**K and bang’ when talking about sexual intercourse! I had heard them used in the past a couple of times and even heard Madam Ann use a few of them the day before, but then, they never seemed more exciting to know than they seemed that very night! It wasn’t long before I graduated into full pornography, browsing webpage after webpage of fully Unclad women – black and white, being fully F***ed in their pussies and assholes by very beefy guys with big dicks!

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