This is a true life story by a NYSC member… Read below:
“I was posted to an eastern state. Those three
weeks I spent at NYSC camp were the worst three
weeks of my life. After camping, I got my PPA
posting and guess what, I was sent to a
government girls secondary school to do my
service!!!
I was beyond excited despite the location of the
school.
Dammie, d school dey 4 village but I no
care, I was just happy to be a king among women
(girls sha).
Next, I and three other coppers went to the school
to sign our acceptance letter.
Dammie, the principal come say she no want any coppers oh,
say coppers dey corrupt her girls too much.
Small
tin I for cry oh, why this woman won come turn my
wine to water na? Which kain devil be dis na?.
We
beg tire but d woman say we dey waste time say
her decision na final.
I then told the woman that I got a vision that God wants me to serve in that
school.
She look me laff come say among all of us, na me
she fear pass cuz her girls go pursue me.
Wow!!!
… I Don hang. But, “u look very gentle n
responsible” was her next comment.
I then gave her an innocent smile to cement her first mistake
(she wouldn’t believe I could f**k the assistant
principal).
After a little brain-washing by me (trust me na),
she accepted us and asked us to resume duty
next week Monday……
I arrived the school on Monday morning feeling fly
and ready for whatever.
I was offered a table in the
science lab which would serve as my office but I refused it cuz it was located at the junior
section
of the school.
Nawa oh, wetin I dey do for Junior
section when bad girls full senior section.
Abeg I
wan deal with mature girls jor.
Lucky me, I got transferred to the senior section to
teach ss1 and offered a table at an office close to
ss3 class.
Baba God, u too much!!. I walked into
the office meant for three staff and met a female
teacher who was busy and didn’t notice when I
walked in.
“Good morning madam” I said.
Then she looked up at me and replied “Copper,
Good morning.
You’re welcome”
Literally, my heart melted. I lost all my senses….
cuz sitting before me was the most beautiful
woman I’ve ever seen.
This woman eyes na die! Ebony skin, no make-up… even girls used to stare
at her.
Her name was Mrs venny. Also, I got to
discover that she also had the most beautiful heart
in the world.
She was married and approximately ten years
older than me but I still wished her husband would divorce her or drop dead … so that I
could marry
her.
We chatted about a few things and became
friends.
Twenty minutes later, the bell went off and it was
time for my first class. dammie, my heart dey beat
like Don jazzy song, I need to compose myself
well… no jonzing!.
I grabbed my materials and
headed to teach a class full of girls ……”
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Omoh, as I enter d class, d girls come dey shout like say dem see jay-z. I come shout 4 dem
say make them shut up! Dem dey mad?.
Everybody come quiet and all eyes come dey on
me, I come forget wetin I plan to talk sef.
Anyhow sha, I introduced myself and my subject.
These girls were glad to have me… and I was glad
to be here with them as the only male copper in
the school.
I be like tuface to them. As I dey
teach, I discover say most of them na confirm
olodo.
Them no sabi anything but i later discover say them intelligent 4 bed and them bad to the
bone.
Some minutes into the lesson, I asked the class a
question but no one answered.
Then, a girl stood
up and gave me the answer.
Her name was Ella.
Ella had an average face and Bottom but she had
big bosoms. I come notice say these girls dey lift
their skirts for me to see their pants.
Chai! See fresh temptation.
Omoh, my prick come dey rise small small so I
come go Siddon 4 one sit to cover-up.
All the
while, I noticed that some of these girls had their
eyes on me.
I be fine boy small na. Particularly, a
pair of eyes caught my attention. Guess who?
Omoh, Ella dey look me!! As She dey look me 4 eye, I dey look her huge bosom-s…. Fantasizing
about sucking them.
After the class, I asked them if they had any
questions. They said yes and started asking
questions like
“do you have a girlfriend?”
“Can you speak Ibo?”.
Haha! Una Don enter one chance this year.
I just waved them off, smiled and went back to my
office…. still fantasizing about Ella.
I walked into my office, greeted Mrs venny and sat
down and rested my head on my table to relax
(oh, how I love to see this lady).
Some minutes later, I heard a female voice say
“sir, please can I borrow your text book? ”
I looked up and saw two pair of huge bosom-s
pointing at me. You guessed right ….. it was
Ella….
I handed over the text book to Ella.
She took it to class and promised to return it.
I no know whether
she really need that book, abi she just won use
style give me green light?. I just respected myself
and kept acting normal around her.
days past, I no see more green lights again oh!
Abi Ella no like me again?
God abeg oh. Two weeks later was Valentine’s day and behold I
had so many gifts that I couldn’t remember some
girls who gave me gifts.
One girl walked into my
office with a love shaped gift with an inscription
that said I LOVE YOU and said “sir, this is a val gift
from Ella”.
I sent for her, we chatted then I asked for her
number.
After school, she came to say bye and I
promised to call her at night. At night, I dialled her number:-
“Hi, it’s Dammie”
“Hi”
“How are you doing?”
“I’m fine, and you”
“Fine. I like you” *silence*
“Can I see you tomorrow?”
“I don’t know oh. I don’t visit strangers”
Omoh, d girl say I resemble player, I come
convince Ella say I like her die, say I no be bad
Guy.
But I didn’t beg her…. I can’t beg a girl for
anything.
Attraction is the key … if a girl is
attracted to you, you no need all those “ten ways to get a girl” lecture. rubbish!.
I come tell her say if she no fit come tomorrow, I
no go ever invite her again.
I cut call. 30 seconds Later, she call me back and
asked me when I want her to come … I just tell
am 11a.m. girls love guys that make the rules.
Trust me, I know. hurray!!!! Ella and her huge bosoms are coming to my house.
Next day was Saturday, the d-day. I arranged my
room, sprayed my body spray in the room (I no get
air freshner… who needs air Freshner when jona is
president? Lol.)
I took my bath, put on clean
boxers and a black polo then borrowed some naija
films (naija chicks like naija film die).
Of course, I had condoms under my mattress.
10:30am, Ella
called and asked for the direction to my crib.
I
gave all the details of the house and even told her
how old the house was. Lol.
She con laff like fried
fish head (ishi-azu). I con begin dey play cool R&B
songs…. meanwhile I Don already drink alomo mixed with big stout. Today na die!.
I just lay 4
bed dey expect Ella.
Next thing I heard a knock on the door. Thank God!
I do sign of the cross. As I open door I saw one
small boy wey be my neighbor pikin.
“U dey mad?!” I ask am with vex.
“Comon go play 4 gutter” I hiss, bang my door still
they wait 4 Ella.
5 minutes later, I hear another knock again. God
abeg I no won die of high BP oh, this person got to
be Ella abeg.
I opened the door and saw Ella, sexy as hell.
Jizos
christ of onitsha!! see bo’obs! If to say trumpet
blow that moment, I for no gree go heaven immediately oh, I go wait till I straff finish. lol.
This
girl na heaven on her own, my prick Don dey
salute since.
She gave me a smile and I said
“come in please”….
WATCH OUT FOR PART 3

Btw, this should be in the NYSC section.

Oga,you be National Youth Sexiing Corp(NYSC)

You wan fvk under age...u dey bugatti, dey form baddest guy.na the daughters way u go born go receive wetin u dish out.no go follow Mrs Veny yan maybe she get younger matured sister.or other female teachers way dey there.

Part 3 “Ella walked in, I shut the door and she sat on my bed watching a naija movie I arranged for. We chatted for a minutes then i lay behind her and joined her in watching the movie. She seemed interested in the movie sha (no mind naija girls Jare, if u follow their words. and action, u no go succeed to Straff dem oh). My mind no even dey d film sef I just plan how to executive my mission. Then I began my usual technique by holding palms with her and gently caressing her palm. Most times, a girl who’s ready would get the message and unconsciously caress your palm too or adjust to a position where you can have access to her intimate zones. Omoh, Ella no respond in any way… chai, I Don enter one chance. But I remember all d praise wey girls dey give me (lord of s*x) so I comport myself and re-strategize. Then I started playing with her necklace, telling her how perfect I thought she was and how I love to hug people I love. All na packaging jor, i just dey wan use style smooch her. She just turned, looked at me and smiled. That smile be like “I don’t believe you, you wanna touch my body” then I gave her a hug from behind, placing my arms slightly around her upper stomach, right under her bo’obs. I could feel the sensation of her bo’obs on my arms. Omoh, thank God say God create women oh, if not the world for be “big nonsense”. Then I started smooching her stomach gently, moving slowly to the side of her brea’sts, using my palms and fingers to caress her. Omoh, Ella just pretend like say she no send me, still dey watch the movie. She was putting on a skimpy top and a light bra inside. I made a slow “O” movement with my middle fingers around her Tips, then squeezed her Tips as gently as possible. Then she jerked as I squeeze them. Viola!! She Don respond! Then I moved to a kneeling position behind her, I started kissing the sides of her neck while doing my magic with my fingers. I could feel her heart-beat increase and her breathing became more intense. This went on for about 4 minutes. Now or never!. I stopped kissing neck region, moved close to her ears and whispered “l wanna take your top off”. She no talk anything. Brothers, girls no like guys wey dey always seek permission oh, just study her action/reactions and do what u feel is right. So I started to pull her shirt off slowly, I took it off!. I still left her bra on, damn! Her bra couldn’t contain her bo’obs. I started kissing her neck again, down to her spine and back. Then I unbuttoned her bra and removed them slowly. Jizos see bo’obs! I still couldn’t believe I had Ella’s bo’obs in my room. So dreams come true?. She come lie down for bed, facing up looking at me. Then she said “this is why you invited me abi?” I said “no, I really like you and I love spending time with you”. I whine am small. She believe me, I bent over and started kissing her (omoh, her lips soft like agege bread), she held the back of my head and was kissing me too. All the while, I was caressing her bo’obs and Tips with one hand. I stopped kissing her lips. I very slowly, started kissing her down: neck, chest, stomach, ribs, belly-button. Omoh, every kiss I placed on her gave her some chills. I Neva kiss her bo’obs yet (keeping the best for the last). Then I come grab her huge bo’obs, omoh my hand no fit carry am well sef. I kissed her bo’obs, started making circular movements with my tongue around her Tips. She was jerking. Then I placed my full lips around her bo’obs and sucked gently, She made an “uohhh” sound. Viola!! First moan!. my other hand was smooching her other brea’st and gently squeezing her Tips She come dey rub my head as I dey suck her. After like 1 minute, I stopped n looked at her. Omoh, she grab my head back to her nipp’les and said “you better don’t stop oh”. so this girl like this thing she come they form king-kong since. Omoh, I come continue oh switching brea’sts and doing magic with my fingers. Occasionally, I would stop and kiss her all over her body again. Ella was moaning when I was sucking, sotay I come start to play blues to cover the noise. Then she took my middle finger in lips and starting sucking it. Wetin this girl they do sef?. Then I made the next big move… (she was putting on Jean trousers- why this girl wear this kind protection come na?) I smooched her crouch region with my fingers reached for her zippers. Then she grabbed my hand. As she grabbed my hand, I stopped sucking and looked at her with an innocent face (like 2months old pikin wey him mama loss) as if to say “wetin happen na?”. As if she read my mind, she said “what do you think you are doing?” damn! my standing di-ck just deflated and I just slumped beside her on the bed, no response. then she started raining me with questions like: “so this is how use girls and dump them abi?” “how many of my classmates have u slept with?” “is this love or lust” na today? trust me na, I gave her d best possible responses n told her that se-x would bind us together. omoh, I whine am tire, she just dey smile dey look me. baddest Guy ever liveth, I come reach for her zippers again feeling say I Don win her heart. omoh, as I touch her crouch area to open zip, she grabbed my hand saying “your plan shall not work oh, you want to use me and dump me abi?” omoh, I started another round of brain-washing but Ella still no gree me unzip her local government oh. chai! I Don Bleep up… like say I know I for invite nneka (another big bo’obs girl wey call me that morning say she wan see me). how 1 girl go dey use me play like dis na? when more than 100 students dey willing to Bleep me. I come free her, lie down face ceiling dey think about my life. she ask me why I quiet, i say “nothing” she ask whether I dey vex I say “no , why should I be angry na. s*x or no s*x, you’re still special to me”. (big lie, I dey vex die .lol.) na wisdom I use cuz it’s good to tell girls what they wanna hear. she smiled, continued watching TV. there was silence. then she said she wants to rest on my chest. God I thank u oh! omoh she rested her face n bo’obs on my chest… I bet she could feel my heart beating like bass drums. her bo’obs on my bare chest… pure extacy!. I dey look TV but my brain couldn’t comprehend anything. lol. she asked why my heart was beating, I said I had high BP, she laughed. there was silence again then my di-ck started kicking . she placed her hands on my dic-k and said “so u Don plan to kill me today abi?” I said “no, my di-ck always kicks when am with someone I love”. she laughed again saying I was funny. really?. then she stood up, bo’obs big n erect and asked me to close my eyes… WATCH OUT FOR PART 4 The remaining parts cuming up later

Is dis not moneysoldier story

Hmmm corper indeed.

westsyde92:
Is dis not moneysoldier story

Post the link to the stroy bro

op u from vag!na come u go from that same place go

My Sex Service To My Principal And Students - NYSC
MEMBER (Part 4)


“I obey like small pikin, closed my eyes dey wait (hope say this girl no wan use knife cut
off
my tin oh, cuz naija girls can be funny at times).
omoh, next thing I felt was a soft kiss on my
forehead down to my lips, neck, chest , stomach
(I dey pray make she no stop) then she pulled out
my di-ck and stroked it then started sucking it ike a vacuum cleaner… slowly.
very good bad girl. haha. she would suck it dry,
spit on it and suck it dry, then occasionally licked
the tip of my di-ck with her wet tongue (omoh, I
dey jerk every time she do am… i bin try to
control myself but no way).
then I excused myself and entered the bathroom (I
no wan release yet abeg)… I drank the remaining
mixture of alomo & stout I hid there. after that, I
took one mint to freshen my breath. I went back in
and met Ella stack Unclad on bed, sexy as ever. I
started caressing her thighs, telling her how sexy she was and how lucky I was to have
her. she
loved the things I was saying, I could see it in her
stare.
Then I started kissing her inner thighs up to her
pus’sy region but I didn’t kiss her there yet. I
focused on her thighs for a while then slowly went
up and flicked her cli-t with the tip of my lips… I
started licking her cli-t slowly, sucking it, spelling
letters with my tongue on it. occasionally I would deep my tongue into it and slowly flick it
out
(rubbing my tongue on the cli-t as it comes out).
all the while I could tell that she in heaven cuz she
moaning like ‘awwww’ ‘uhmmmm’ n sometimes
sobbing (like person wey won cry) positioning my
head in a “don’t stop” manner. I then placed one of my hands on her bo’obs, smooching it
and gently
squeezing her nipp’le. I focused my tongue on the
her cli’t… sucking and flickering it while I dipped
my other hand’s middle finger in her pu-ssy.
I started fingerings her, I was making the ‘come
here’ sign with my finger (palm facing up) this was
magic, I could feel me rubbing the center of
gravity. occasionally, I kept making circular
movements with my finger. I did all these task at
the same damn time!. omoh, e come be like fight oh… Ella kept moaning, jerking, moving
up and
down the bed, as she dey move I dey follow am go
any angle. lol.
around 5minutes I stopped cuz I knew she was
gonna cum any moment, that would weaken her
and make the straffing dull. I pulled out a condo’m
and wore it on my erect dick. she lay flat on her
stomach, I placed a pillow under her lower
stomach (so that the coochie go position well from behind). I flicked my di-ck around her
Kitty-Cat for
a while then said “please start na” then I slowly
slided my di:Ck into her wet puss’y.
it was tight and warm. slowly, I was banging her,
then I started increasing my pace. Ella was
moaning and saying “I must marry you”
see this girl sha, you Don dey mad abi? lol.
I continued for about 7minutes then I grabbed her
waist up (canine style). I banged for like
10minutes then switched to scissors style.
I kept banging and switching positions till I
ejaculated at the 31st minute (yes, I dey calculate
my rounds) doing missionary style (with a pillow under her waist). she still held my waist
and said
“continue please” I said “I’m tired” she said “use
your finger like u do please”.
I started to finger her dripping wet puss-y and
sucking her Tip till she released some shiny fluid.
then she lay motionless and tired. I looked her in
the eyes, smiled at me and she said “thank you”.
of course! thank me!!.
we slept Unclad, woke up later, relaxed and chatted till around 6:30 pm. then I told her to
start
going so her parents wouldn’t look for her. it was
getting dark already. she looked at me and “does
it look like I’m going home today?”
omoh, na so we do vigil till Sunday morning oh.
later, this sexcapade nearly ruined me.
*fast forward to a few weeks later*
one early Wednesday morning, I was sitting in
office trying to compose a lesson note on a topic I
was supposed to teach that morning. the students
were on assembly ground while the vice principal
(VP) was going round on staff rooms & class
inspection. her name was Mrs ann (not real name). she was a fair, big a$$ woman probably
somewhere around 45-50 years old (age is
nothing but a number right?). she walked into my
office and I greeted her:
“good morning ma”
“good morning Corper, you came early today” “ma, I needed to do an important task”
“ok. you are Ibo abi”
“yes ma”
bla bla bla *chat continued*
“Corper, I like your shirt. will you buy one for me?”
(nothing special about the shirt jor) “yes. I will”
she kon laugh me say I dey lie. Corper wey dey
manage. why this woman they fall my hands na?.
then she said:
“this thing they call Facebook, can I use it on my
phone. (yes, her phone was a nice android.) “yes ma”
“ok, come to my office whenever u are free so that
you will teach me”
“alright madam”
11:30am, the bell rang. break time. I stood up and
headed for the VP’s office ……
WATCH OUT FOR PART 5

Part 5 “Before I left for the VP’s office, I told Mrs venny that I was going to see the VP. I and Mrs. venny shared everything, we were really good friends but I didn’t hint her that the VP might want to flirt with me (I dey mad!?) cuz she would advice me against it. Mrs venny was like a combination of holy Mary’s heart and Mona Lisa’s body. I had great love for this woman and she cared about me too. Till this day, I still haven’t seen a woman that matches her uniqueness. even on some of my duty-free days, I would go to school just to see Mrs venny: talk with her, stare at her brown eyes, watch her smile n make her laugh. Damn!!! Mrs venny was probably the best part of my service year. *Back to the VP* I knocked at the VP’s door. She asked me to come in. I came in. She shut the door behind me. “Corper what will you take?” “Nothing ma” “No, you must take maltina, or do you take beer?” “No I don’t take beer” (Big lie, me wey drink beer like fish) “Quiet people like you are very bad” Then we laughed (I laff fake laff jor). My mind they wonder wetin this woman won do. As I dey sip my malt, she gave me her phone to open Facebook for her. As I dey process the registration, she come sit on the table facing me. Omoh, this woman get big nyash and bo’obs, I even dey wonder how her assets still dey intact inspite of her age. As she sidon, she open her legs they look as i dey type for her phone… and could inside her thighs. Omoh, my mind begin dey beat. Wetin dey happen?. After some time, she stand up come my back come carry her big bre’asts put for my neck, place her hands around my chest. Omoh, my heart dey beat, confusion full my head… u sure say principal no send this woman to set me up? Then She asked: “How far have you gone” “Almost through ma, remaining to upload your profile picture” Omoh, as I come enter her picture gallery to select photo, my head scatter!! This woman get nak’ed pictures wey she dey sample her to’to, big nyash and big brea’sts. Jizos christ of onitsha!! I Don jam today. She looked as I was going through them, smiled from behind and said: “Do you like my pictures?” Omoh, my voice seize I no fit talk. She con say “youth of nowadays, all you know is s*x” I said “s*x is sweet ma” honestly, I couldn’t believe what I just said. She laughed “see your mouth, bad boy”. Next thing she said “I Love Intimacy but…” She stopped there (she sighted my kicking di-ck!). I Don fall hand?. abegi which person prick no go stand when e see kain woman nyash? “Can u satisfy me?” I smile like pope john Paul. “Of course ma” She stood, removed her shirt, hung it. I could see her breas’ts through her white bra. Then asked me to squeeze her brea’sts. She lay on her office table. I removed one, kissed around it, licked around the nipp’le and started to suck it like a new born baby, meanwhile my other hand was deep down in her skirt, caressing her puss’y with her pants still on. Omoh, her to’to lips fat wella. my prick wan bust! She relaxed, closed her eyes and said “where did you learn to do this”. I removed my mouth from her brea’sts for a minute and said “it’s my talent ma. It’s the only talent God gave me”. She laugh sotay she nearly fall from table. Then we heard a knock on the door. We heard a female voice say “madam, please I want to collect 4 packets of chalk” I Don die! No where to hide in here!!. And there was another problem, it was past break time and I missed a class I was supposed to teach (omoh, big brea’sts dey make time fly oh). The principal was looking everywhere for me….. Mrs Ann jumped down from the table, hurriedly wore her shirt and adjusted her skirt. I arranged the sits and acted like I was typing something on her dell laptop. The teacher came in collected the packets of chalk and walked out. We greeted. I couldn’t tell if there was any form of suspicion from the teacher… I hoped none. After the teacher left, the VP made a joke about me spoiling her and asked me to go back to my office. I went to the principal’s office first to give a fake excuse about why I missed my class. Lucky me, she was always easy on me, calls me a quiet and responsible young man (big mistake!). I had Ella’s class later that day but she acted super normal, not even an eye contact. Omoh, u gaz dey fear naija girls I swear. When school was over, I took a keke napep going to town and incidentally met the VP. “Corper, where are going to?” “Ma, I’m going to buy a few things I need” “Things like what?” “Numerous things ma” I come laff (Fake laff as usual) “Are you sure you are not going to see one of your girlfriends?” “No, I don’t have time for girls” If I hear say I no love girls … girls are the next best thing after money. She asked about where I live and told me that she’d love to visit me sometime. No wahala!. She paid our t-fare and got down. Weeks went by but there was never a right time for the VP to visit me. She was always nice to me (even before that adventure in her office) Meanwhile, I bin dey carry other student girls dey pass time (relax, Tori dey come). One Friday morning, she walked into my office. I forgot to mention that Mrs venny was her very good friend. Big irony right? Yes. Na that time I kon realize say birds of thesame feather no dey always flock together oh. “David, will you travel this weekend?” “No ma” “Then you should come and spend the weekend at my place na” Chai! Why this woman won cast me in front of Mrs Venny na? Mrs venny come look me one suspicious look. Oh, I hope I don’t disappoint her. “Ok ma. I don’t know your address oh” Shaparly, she write down her address and 2 phone numbers give me. For some reason, I and Mrs venny didn’t speak about it, things were still normal between us sha. Saturday morning came. I got a call from one hot ss2 girl saying she wanted to come over. Abegi, I tell her say I no dey town. Make I save my strength for better thing jor. I called the VP: “Hello ma. It’s David” “Hey, Corper. Are you still coming?” “Yes ma” “when?” “Errmm, around 1pm” “Ok, I will be expecting you oh” “alright” I cut call. Check time: na 10:30 am. I made indomie, got high on alcohol, started playing deep rap songs (how I love hip-hop!) till I slept off. I woke up around 1:30 pm. I Jumped up, saw two missed calls from Mrs Ann. I dress, tidy up myself as a homeboy wey surji, begin dey go VP crib…. Jizos! I no even know whether she get husband and pikin… One mind say make I call Mrs Venny ask am, the other mind say no! Na casting. When I reach the bridge, I go cross am….. WATCH OUT PART 6

And I asked myself what lesson I have learnt from this story

Op well don ohh!

guy u mad....lolss, womanizer

Ogbeni, finish wetin u start na

(Part 6)

“As she enter inside to go baff, I just they wonder whether na thesame Mrs Ann wey strict
and everybody for school dey fear naim I dey
arrange like this? Na wa oh. I dey watch TV dey
wait.
Around 10 minutes, she come out with towel. her
boo”BS they shoot out.
oh lord, I don’t wanna die early…. life sweet die.
“David, follow me”
As I dey follow am for back, her nyash just dey
shake without control for the towel. We go one room. Nice bed, TV, but no clothes.
“Ma, where are all your clothes?”
She come laff.
“This is not my bedroom. Or you want to replace
my husband?”
“No ma!” I dey mad? She put on TV, then I sidon for bed, she sit near
me con carry one of her legs put ontop my leg. We
dey look TV but I no dey see anything (my sense
Don comot kpata-kpata).
I begin they rub her leg down to her thighs. Omoh,
I dey see her fat to’to through the towel. My prick Don stand and she know. I con rub her
leg pass
her thigh con do V shape with my two middle
fingers take rub around her cli’t. She look me, shift
come closer come give me 30 seconds kiss.
This woman mouth sweet oh!. As I continue to rub
around her cli’t I notice say her breathing dey increase and she wet. My fear na say make
this
woman no go die of high BP oh. I Neva even use
tongue and she dey breath like this.
She come say:
“go to the fridge and get me that strawberry
cream”
I waka go kitchen go bring am come. Chai! This
woman Don Unclad for bed. See Big brea-sts and
thick pus’sy. “You know what to do with it right?”
“Yes ma”
Are you a learner?. No na, I be master.
I come climb dey pour the cream from her chest,
down to her belle and to her to her puss’y area. I
come start to dey lick am. She close her eyes. I pour am for her puss-y begin they lick am
then
she use her fat leg take hold my head tight in
between her pu-ssy.
She dey breath fast, they raise her body up and
down but she never moan. She dey mad? Why she
no wan moan. Ok I con put two fingers begin dey finger her, then dey suck, tickle, and lick
her cli-t
as I dey pour the cream on top. She con moan like
person wey won endure pain “uuuummmmm” and
she con squeeze my head tighter with her fat laps
they moan more. I do this thing reach 7minutes.
Omoh, e dey hard to breath due to her tight grip.
If this woman suffocate me to death as I dey do
this thing, na wetin I go explain to God? And wetin
dem go write for my obituary poster as the cause
of death? No no no. I squeeze my head come out.
“Are you tired yet”
“No ma” I con face her breas’ts. I squeeze am, rub am. She
dey look me dey smile, I smile back. Then i con
dey squeeze her nipp’le then dey suck the other.
Sometimes, I go pour the strawberry on top con
lick am. I dey suck her well, slow, dey flick her
nippl’e as I dey suck. As I dey do am, she dey stroke my di-ck with on
hand, they rub my head with the other one. I dey
switch brea’sts and nipp’le. After like 7minutes I
stop. I con roll her to turn face bed. I carry the
strawberry cream pour for all over her back begin
dey lick am. Na now I come see this girl nyash well. Omoh this woman gather nyash.
I rub am well well, then open the center pour the
cream begin they lick am. I reach her anu’s (yes!
Am a freak like that). I use the tip of my tongue
they do circular movement for her anus then she
moan “ohh my God, ohhhh my god”. I still dey lick am come begin finger her puss’y. she
Don wet die.
Omoh, the moaning increase. I con they fear say
make neighbors no run inside the house thinking
say na kidnappers oh. I realize say side position
na the best for me cuz her nyash too big. So I
carry con’dom begin open am to put for my
standing screw driver. She say: “wait, lie down and give me that strawberry cream”
I lie down, she climb ontop me dey kiss me. Small
time she carry the cream pour 4 my di-ck kon dey
lick am. I wan mad! I just lie down dey look ceiling
like Ibo man wey him container fall inside sea.
Oboy, this woman begin dey suck my prick from up to down. Sometimes, she go swallow
my entire
prick then bring am out again. Today na fire.
Small time I tell her to lie down sideways then I
wear cond’om come put my prick for her fat to’to
come begin they hammer her. As I dey hammer
her, I dey use my finger they rub her anu’s.
She close eye. Small time she use hand cover her
face dey moan small small. After some minutes, I change am. I put my prick for her anu’s
slowly
beginthey hammer am then use my finger they
rub her cl’it. She moan “oh God” David”
I respond “yes ma” she continue dey moan “oh
God, oh god, I can feel u”
after like 15 minutes time, she say “okay, stop stop”.
She Don cum cuz my finger wet with fluid and she
com weak. I no stop, I just dey Bleep am slowly.
heat don soak bedsheet finish. As she notice say I
wan release she rush slide out, comot the
cond’om from my prick put the prick inside her mouth kon suck my fluid come say make I
kiss
am with the fluid. I say “no ma, I’m allergic to
that”.
She smile, swallow am. She come tell me say
make I help am arrange the room, she begin dey
dress bed, omoh as she bend her bare nyash they shake. My pri’ck start to rise again. She
look am.
She come rub my chest say “corper, next time. My
daughter didn’t go too far”.
I hurry wear my cloth. She ask whether I hold
transport fare , I say “yes ma” she give me 2k say
my buy banana and yoghurt to replace my sper’m. “I won’t be happy if you say this to
anyone”
“no ma, I’m not a kid na”
she look me smile. Peck me for lips.
I thank her begin they go.
As I dey comot I notice her husband e-class Benz
wey pack for her compound. My mind tell me say
“you see your life? No be person like you get that
car?”… abegi, make I go house go sleep jor, na
my year of straff be this… money go come at the
right time.
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(Part 7)

“Monday morning, I was sitting in my office alone with a female Corper (office mate) cuz Mrs
venny went to represent the school at a function in
ministry of education. I miss Mrs venny whenever
she is out. Time flies when I’m with her. the bell
rang for break.
one girl walked in: “sir, am hungry. buy me something for break”
I look her. she fine, average bo’obs but I no send
cuz plenty girls dey disturb me.
“I don’t have money o… some other time ok?”
she smile.
“ok o” Then she turn to walk away. my mind say make I
look her arsenal. I look. jizos!!! see round big
nyash!! if u she her from front, you no go gree say
she carry that kind load for back.
omoh, her pant line they show from the tight skirt.
na confirm commotion be this.
I shout: “hey!, come here”
she waka come back.
“what’s your name?”…..
“My name is chinwe” She dey smile. She know say her nyash Don hook
me.
I gave her #200 say make she buy anything wey
she want for break. She thank me comot. She dey
ss3.
Another day she enter come meet me. We gist
small. I collect her number kon dey call her from
time to time.
She dey frequent my office regularly sotay other
students come dey gossip about us. And my
numerous girlfriends kon dey vex for me. We come dey very close and she kon like me die.
*fast forward to around 1month later*
One weekend, I call chinwe for night, we come dey
talk about fun and sex. I dey yarn sweet sex talk
dey tell am the kind things wey I fit do for bed and
assure her say nobody fit do the tin like me.
She just dey say “you are bad oh”. I know say the
thing enter her head. I kon invite her to come the Next day. She argue
small, then she kon agree to come if chance dey
o. Around 10pm that night. I receive text:
“Promise me I won’t be disappointed”
I laugh. I know say my whining touch her brain. I
kon reply. “It’s gonna be fun, I promise”
Meanwhile I Don book another girl (chioma) to visit
me same tomorrow to avoid disappointment. If
chinwe no come, chioma go come… all na “CHI”.
Next day reach. Around 9:30 am, chinwe flash
me, I call am.
“What’s up?”
“I’m fine”
“Are you still coming?”
“Is that all you care about?” Naija girls like to use question answer question.
Abegi, answer me.
“Sorry, how was your night?”
“Fine”
“Are still gonna come?”
“Yes” “What time?”
“2 pm”
“Call me when you are about coming”
I relax, dey play jamz, dey sip alomo as I dey wait
for 2′ O’clock….
As time Don dey reach 1pm. I baff, dress up, kon
call my Guy (egar) for phone. Egar na my
homeboy, my tightest man and him too na Corper
wey dey teach for another secondary school. We
be birds of thesame bad feather.
“Homeboy, wetin dey happen?” “I bam”
“You dey house?, I wan show your side oh?”
“No. I follow My CDS group go visit one motherless
babies home for town”
“You keep key abi? I wan carry one chick come
your crib” “Yes. But You go wash my bedsheet oh”
We laff. Na joke. I know where him dey hide key.
“No wahala”
I plan to control chinwe come egar house. I get my
reasons. My neighbors bin Don start to dey gossip
say I dey bring too many visitors. Them even talk am for the last tenants meeting
wey we do. I wan lay low small cuz them they
respect me well well, I no wan fall my hand.
As, i reach egar house, I call chinwe, she tell me
say she dey bathroom dey baff. Chai!!, I kon
imagine as she go use scrub her big nyash with
sponge, maybe she get special big sponge wey
she dey for her nyash sef.
She kon tell me say she go flash me if she Don ready to come.
I relax, go carry rice for egar kitchen dey eat then
kon use egar laptop dey watch music videos.
Around 30 minutes later, she flash me. I call her,
give am direction to egar house. She say she Don
enter bus dey come.
I arrange room, carry air fresher spray everywhere
kon Open curtains for fresh air.
She kon flash me later, I call back ask her where she dey, she tell me, I rush go there but I no see
her.
I call her back the number no dey go. I look around
everywhere and even waka go up small but I no
see her.
Abi this girl wan carry her father play?. I continue to call but the number no dey even connect.
Almost ten minutes Don pass.
All my anxiety Don turn to anger by then. I vex
begin go back to egar house, I decide say I no go
call chinwe again as she dey carry me play.
As I Don dey near egar house, she call me. The brain wey dey my head say “forget her” but the
brain wey dey my prick say “you dey mad? You
Don forget her nyash? Comon accept her”
I like my prick pass my head so I follow my prick.
Before I go decide, the phone cut. She call again, I
pick am sharpaly.
She say:
“Hello”
“Hello, where are you na?”
“I stopped at the wrong place, and my battery went
off. I had to charge it at one shop”
“Ok. Where are you now?” She mention one filling station, I enter keke napep
go pick her to come egar house. As we enter the
keke, She hold my hand dey smile cuz boys were
not smiling at all.
Don’t joke with my d-ick and my money… that’s
my motto. As we reach, she tell me say she know the place
but she bin mistake am for another place.
Naija girls! Fear them.
We enter room. I sidon for egar bed, but she go
sidon for chair far away from me…..
na wa oh, this one no go easy oh…..
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(Part

“I sidon, stretch my leg for bed, relax my back for wall. Her outfit make sense: hot mini-skirt (her
nyash wan tear the skirt!) and one multi color
shirt. We come dey gist about how she mistake
the address and about relationships. 10 minutes
Don dey go, we still dey chat. I kon tell her say
make she kon sidon with me 4 bed.
She say:
“No, I’m okay here. I didn’t come for that”
I laff. Naija girls dey funny me sometimes.
Something wey we Don discuss for phone finish
naim this girl Don come here dey form Rihanna.
“Ok. What would you drink?” “Nothing. I will soon be going”
My head spark! whaat!?
I ask her:
“So you didn’t come to see me na?”
“Its not like that”
Bla bla bla. She just dey blab say I go take her like
cheap babe if we straff.
She say make we wait till another time. As she dey talk, I just quiet they listen. As she talk finish
I say “no problem” I continue dey watch videos for
laptop. Silence kon dey, then She start to press
phone. After like 5minutes she say:
“I’m going o”
“No problem, take care” “Won’t you see me off”
“I can’t”
“Why?”
“Nothing”
She stand up carry her bag dey waka go door. I
look her nyash. Oboy this girl nyash too big for her slim frame. As she reach door, she turn look me, I
focus on the laptop like say I no send her. She
open door, wait like 10seconds, close am back
kon sidon near me for bed. She say:
“What’s do you want from me?”
Million dollar question!!! I kon look her like policeman wey catch thief. Then
we laff. She kon lie down 4 my leg. I bend over
begin kiss her upside down, put my hand inside
her bra, then dey smooch her bo’obs.
She get succulent lips and she sabi kiss, as we
dey kiss she dey use her fingers dey play with my earlobes. like 3 minutes Later, I begin play with the
lining of her bra, she understand my intention, she
position well then I remove her top and bra.
She carry my head bury for her bosom then I begin
they suck one while I smooch the other one. She
say: “This is what you want abi”?
I nod my head still dey suck her.
Later I stop begin lick her navel dey squeeze one
nip”-ple.
She dey breath fast.
I begin dey kiss around her ribs, chest, neck, while i dey squeeze her bo’obs, she dey enjoy am but
she never moan. I come dey put my hand inside
her skirt dey smooch her thighs and her pu’ssy
through her pant. Later I tell her:
“You need to Remove your skirt”
She look me come say: “You should remove it yourself”
I unzip her short skirt keep for ground. Remove her
pant, smell am like one kind expensive perfume,
then keep am for ground.
Omoh, time no dey to hang clothes, temperature
Don too high. she laff.
“smelling my undies? that’s nasty”
“they should make a perfume from your puss’y”
I smile. she laff kon tell me say I be slow poison.
I begin kiss her for each of her legs down to her to’to area. I know say she dey wait make i lick her
puss’y.
Then I kiss her cli’t, just once, she move up small,
I move up too, start to lick around her cli-t then
start to lick and suck her cli’t proper, she moan
small ”ooouuummm”, I continue to suck her cli-t seriously, put two fingers inside her to’to (this girl
go Don dey Bleep big pricks cuz her puss’y wide),
then I begin they finger her slow as I suck and lick
her cli-t like ice cream. She dey moan seriously,
dey rotate.
I carry my other hand they squeeze her breas’t and
dey rub her nipp’le gently. Omoh, she begin twist, I
know say this girl dey heaven. I continue with
more seriously, she no fit control the sweetness
so she grab the window protector, they squeeze
am, they twist her big hips as she dey moan. Small time she scream:
“Stop! Stop! I want to pee”
I tell her.
“It’s okay. Pee in my mouth”
I kon dey finger her faster, dey rub the g-’spot,
while I con change the cli’t licking to slow pace. Sometimes I go put my full tongue inside use
Bleep her small then lick the puss’y from inside
out. She dey moan badly, dey tell me say she go
so cu’m but 10 minutes pass she never cu’m.
Small time, she say:
“Excuse, excuse, I will pee here oh” I grab her legs tighter, still dey do my magic. Next
tin I know, she piss her cum everywhere for my
face and the bedsheet. I continue to do my magic
again, as she wan come, I put my mouth cover her
pu’ssy, dey suck her as she dey cum. She no fit
control the extacy so she grab my neck. She scratch me fingers sef, but I later dey use am
tease her by calling her vampire. she say na me
be the vampire.
I pour the cum from my mouth for her Kitty-Cat,
the Kitty-Cat Don swell. everywhere dey fuc’ked
up, egar go kill me. She just dey look me dey smile. I ask her:
“How come your as$ is this fat”
She laff. She con turn face the nyash for my face.
Oh lord! See full fat nyash wey dey this girl small
body.
“It’s what God gave me nah. You don’t like it” “Any Guy who doesn’t like your Bottom needs to
be stoned to death”
She laff, the nyash dey vibrate as she dey laff.
Then she ask me:
“What do you enjoy most”….
I just adjust carry my prick come near her mouth. She dey rub am small, suck am small. I tell her
say make she do continuous sucking. As she
suck am, she dey rub my balls. She be pro for
sucking. Small time I tell her lie down face back,
her big nyash just gentle for bed.
I kon put my Hand under the foam to get cond’om
na that time I realize say no be my house be this.
no con’dom dey under bed!. I carry phone call
egar, him tell me say him con’doms dey inside
him box and him. lock am carry the key comot go
CDS visit. Next thing I know, chinwe phone begin ring. Na her
uncle dey call her dey shout say make she begin
come house immediately.
She come explain to me say na market them send
her but she kon decide to branch come visit me.
Omoh, the place wey I fit buy con’dom far from
egar house and she need to begin go sharpaly.
I nearly cry. See nyash wey I Don dey fantasize as
e go dey shake when I Bleep am from back. She
see my face, begin laff. I no even smile, my prick
dey vex. She come carry my prick, suck am well well with
special skills, as she dey suck, I carry my full
hands dey rub and squeeze her fat nyash. Small
time I release inside her mouth. She go bathroom
go spit, rinse her mouth with water and wash her
hand with soap. She dress kon spray her perfume like say nothing
happen. I always dey fear naija babes oh. As she
dey comot, I give her transport, she refuse kon
say she no be ashi.
As I dey see her off, egar dey return. Me and am
enter house. Him tell me:
“Bad Guy. I know say you Don collect”
“Abeg free me! How you go lock con’dom inside
box na?”
Him come explain say corpers too dey Borrow am
na why him dey hide am.
My regret be say i no Bleep chinwe till my service
finish. Me and her been still remain friends but she
been wan tie me down and I bin get plenty girls
wey I suppose “sexvice” so I free her.
She still dey call me till date, I dey promise to visit
her anytime I come east. I nickname Her vampire cuz she scratch my neck kon wound me due to
extasy from my magic tongue.
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Is dis not moneysoldier story

I have read it. na moneysoilder story

Part 9
“Inspite of all the girls I had, I was still respected in school by students and fellow staff because I was a very gentle (bad) guy. Extremely quiet. The principal took me like her own son, the girls took me like their husband and most importantly, Mrs venny took me like her best friend. Later on, I got to meet Mrs venny’s kids and husband… what a family… perfect. One day, the principal called me and told me that she has been hearing some rumors about me chasing her girls but that she didn’t believe it though. I told her that Girls would always gossip. My name was cleared. I began to experience what it feels like to be like tuface and d’banj cuz these girls would scream, bang their desk, hug me allover whenever I came to class and virtually everyone of them was willing to Bleep me. Life was feeling surreal to me. I loved that life, but hey, I still was anxious to round up my service so I could go get a good job. But I had problems too: some of the girls I sexviced would always get mad whenever they saw me with a different girl. Also, I still had to be dodging the ones who wanted re- sexvicing cuz I had more girls whom I needed to sexvice. For these reasons, I decided to take a break from the school scene and hit on a few outsiders. *one weekend morning* I woke up, did my house chores, cooked, played music, played my ps2 for a while then slept. Woke up in the evening. No girls would be visiting today. I was on break, or so I thought. Around 5pm I decided to check on David, my namesake and friend who stayed in the same compound with me. His girlfriend uju always stayed with him on weekends. I knocked at his door, a female responded which I expected to be uju. She said “yes, come in”. I walked in and saw a cute girl who was preparing spices for soup. Damn! She was fine as hell, and thick too. This had to be uju’s best friend whom she always talked about. We greeted and I sat down. #Abeg make I switch to pidgin small# I ask her about my Guy, She kon tell me say my Guy and uju go rent film for video club. I ask am wetin be her name, she say her name na sandra. Omoh, Sandra wear loose gown but her nyash still shoot out. This girl get sweet voice… na one of the reasons I dey always like to hear her talk. We chatted for a while, and we got to know a few things about ourselves (she even attended the secondary school I was serving at). Then she excused herself to go and keep the soup spices she was mixing in the kitchen. God of Moses! Her as$ was fat with nice narrow hips. Damn! She’s the one. Meanwhile she kept making calls to some Guy yelling at him that he wants to dump her and she wouldn’t let that happen. I was surprised to discover that such a cute and collected girl could nag. Truth be told, it knocked it off balance a little.When I asked what the problem was, she would say it’s personal. I felt demoralized and said to myself “you’ve lost it. She’s hooked and wild”. But then again, I still kept my fingers crossed. Who knows? You can never say when it comes to girls. They are a complicated and complex kind of beings. Sometimes, i doubt if God himself understands women. We continued to chat but, it Wasn’t lively as before the phone calls and nagging. She told me her that I sounded like a player. My Guy and his girlfriend came back around 30 minutes later, and we all talked about her heartbreak and cheating boyfriend, relationships and all that bullsh’it. All the while, I didn’t really contribute cuz relationships and love was not my thing. Moreover, I was kind of a heartbreaker myself. Always trying to Bleep… that’s all, no love. That’s how much gangster music had influenced me. But sometimes I do wonder what it’s like to truly love. Sandra was still depressed and sad and it was killing our spirit. Later, my Guy called me out and suggested that we all go and hang out somewhere. He said I should woo Sandra, that it will be classic. Four best friends. It was almost 7pm, so we decided to go and hang out at the bar of a popular hotel around…. it was time for Sandra to stand up… you guessed right … I stole a glance at her a$$…. gracious God!! We all left the house and started walking down to the hotel. We walked in twos: I and my Guy, uju and Sandra. While we walked, I kept telling my Guy my intention of fu’cking Sandra if she would agree to spend the night with us. We got to the bar, sat at a table for four and called the waiter. We ordered for beer but to my greatest surprise, Sandra ordered for a red label wine!. There and then, I concluded that I would not have anything to do with Sandra after this night. I don’t care if you’re Mona Lisa, but I would never be with a girl that blows my money like breeze. Luckily the waiter came back and said they’d run out of wines. Only beer. Phew!! Thank you, Sweet jizos!!!. We sat, drinking, my Guy and uju were really getting along, being romantic and all that but I and Sandra weren’t really doing well. Just chat and stop, every now and then. She was depressed and now getting tipsy, there wasn’t much that I could do to cheer her up. She kept calling her ex on the phone, cursing and nagging. Hell, I got problems of my own too. I was drinking in silence, thinking about my life and how much I loved my mum. My family… I’d die for them. Sometimes, Sandra would stare at me. Her fada nyash!. I wondered what she was thinking. Really pretty girl. no doubt. It was almost 8:30 pm and we decided to leave. I and my Guy split the bill. Sandra said she wanted to go home. Jizos!, na so my money take waste?… Uju called Sandra aside and begged her to spend the night with us. She told her that she was too high and looked too tipsy to go home and that it was already getting too late (around 9pm). After a little contemplation, Sandra decided to spend the night. We all got to my Guy’s room, ate some spaghetti and began to watch some Fu”cked up home video. Sandra just lay on the bed, not speaking. My Guy and uju went outside to give us some privacy… I needed to talk her into spending the night in my room. “Sandra” No response “Sandra” Still no response. “You should come and join me in my room. I need someone to talk to and keep me company” Still no response. “stop acting up. If you don’t like me, say so. I’d just go.” “Its not that I don’t like you but I’m not in a good mood. I need time to heal.” My di”ck says no time bit”ch! “I could heal you” My peoplez, Una know the kind healing I mean na. She vex look me. “If that’s what you want, you’re wasting your time. I’m not coming to your room” My heart sank. Omoh, my #1,500 wey I spend Don go?. Jizos! I Don fall my hand. I placed my palm in hers. There’s a magical thing about holding hands with a girl. Told her a few touching stuff about how I didn’t mean se”x and that she was really a nice girl. I then said: “It’s ok. We shouldn’t quarrel over nothing. I meant everything I’ve told you. Take care. Good night.” She no even answer me at all. Her eyes were closed like she was sleeping But I knew she heard all I said and that it got to her. I stood up and went to my room. Put on my CD and starting playing nas’s 2002 album (God son). With the Highness from the beer and rap music in my ears, I drifted to another realm. Momentarily, I forgot about the evening: Sandra, the #1,500 I just wasted (my biggest regret) . Lol. I think I was already half asleep in my room, just me and music…. Hip-hop was consoling my soul…. then I heard a knock on my door. “Corper!, Corper!” Looked at the time on my phone: 11:15 pm. What da fu”ck? I stood and went to open the door …. WATCH OUT FOR PART 10

PART 10 “I heard a knock around 8 pm. I knew it was Sandra, I let her in. She brought me beverages, canned drinks and apples. She probably found out my beverage containers were empty and decided to buy for me. Again, I was too surprised to say anything… not even “thank you”. I shut the door and stood still, just looking at her. I remember her saying: “Did I something wrong? I’m sorry.” “No, no” “Then what’s the problem?” “I just don’t understand you” “No. Your are the only one who understands me right now. That’s why I’m here.” Then she came forward, and I hugged her. Her bre”asts comforted me but I wasn’t excited. This wasn’t normal. I didn’t even feel like touching her fat @ ss This wasn’t about sex, at least for now. She just apologized for something that wasn’t her fault…that was unique. Then she started sobbing and I told her not to cry that I would be there for her. I doubted that though, but I knew I liked her. I already bought some things for stew so she helped me cook it. Another surprise: she was an excellent cook… and she didn’t look like it, she looked like these blackberry babes that’ll rather just eat out for the rest of their lives. Later on, we took a walk down my street. Lonely, bright night. While we walked we talked about everything. Sandra was actually almost perfect, I wondered why her boyfriend left her. Maybe it was the se”x because that was the only side that I’m yet to experience. Then we got back home together, watched a movie, started playing ps2 and I think I just left her and decided to have some rest. I was enjoying her company and oddly, it meant more to me than se”x. This girl was different but I was not in love. My feelings are never deep. At night, I woke up and found her arms around me… she held me even in sleep. We got closer as days went bye: frequent calls, texts, visits, gifts, hugs and all that but no se”x. Exactly a week after we met, Sandra decided to pay me a visit as usual.( It was on a Saturday, around 2 pm. She was putting on a short pink gown, simple and sexy as ever. I doubt if any Guy would be strong enough to resist the urge of looking at her behind. Too much junk in the trunk. It was just the two of us in my semi-dark room, watching a TV series. We were lying down in bed, me behind her in a 99 position. I used my elbow to support my head so I could see the TV from behind her. I placed my hand on her hip, then rubbed her soft, big @ $s She asked me to stop that she wasn’t in the mood for se”x, and it was too early in our relationship. Relationship? Haha! I dey laugh you. Na you and who dey for relationship?. I stopped rubbing her @ $s, got my phone and started playing some Indecency clips I had a few Intimate clips, that particularly was on kitten eating… That’s my selling point. The moaning caught her attention and she told me that she’d like to see what I was watching. I gave her my phone and she started watching the clips too. I noticed that she became a little quiet and paid more attention to the Indecency than the TV series she was watching. Most girls become quieter when they are getting horn’y. I took advantage, placed my hand on her hip, started rubbing her @ s$ and this time she didn’t react Wow!! See soft sweet nyash!! After like 10 minutes, she asked me to stop that she’d soon be going and that she would hate to leave me with an erect di’ck. We laughed about it… she didn’t leave yet but I had stopped rubbing her as$. I can’t loose my pride over se”x. However, I’ve learnt that most naija girls say things that they don’t really mean, especially when they are about to get laid. Actually, just smooching her was heaven, I could imagine what it’ll feel like to do the actual f#ckin. Like 20 minutes later, she dropped my phone and just lay down, watching TV. We weren’t speaking and I knew she was horn*y. The Indecency clips had turned her on. I had stopped smooching her too, so we just lay there, not speaking. We both wanted to get down but we were both too proud to initiate it. Hours past, Sandra still hadn’t left but she kept saying “I would soon be leaving oh”. Three hours gone I still hadn’t done “anything” cuz she kept saying she would soon leave and I didn’t want to look like a desperado. It was evening now, probably 5:30 pm when she told me that she wanted to check up uju at my guys place before she finally leaves. She left and I started playing some music… my soul food. Thirty minutes gone and she still hadn’t come back. Then she flashed my number. I went to my Guy’s room to see what was up. Guess what? I met my Guy, uju, Sandra getting high on beer and they were smoking wee*d too. Sandra!! I just couldn’t understand this girl. She was good and bad at the same damn time. Ironically, that was actually who I was … good and bad. Omoh, no time oh, I poured beer for myself and we kept passing wee*d around. David was holding uju, while I was holding Sandra. We were getting high and sharing kisses and caressing each other. Gangster love, nothing felt better at the time. As hours went bye, We got higher and even crazier. Sandra would gulp a mouth-full of beer and kiss me so we would drink and kiss. We talked, laughed, drank, smoked…It was fun and crazy. What I loved most was the feeling that Sandra was going to spend the night with me. Suddenly, uju climbed ontop my Guy and started banging him cowgirl style … nobody cared, we all too high to care. Then Sandra asked me to give her the key to my roo that she needed to sleep. Omoh, my Highness kon low small oh… I follow Sandra for back, with my standing abunna dey go my room…. Watch out for part 11

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OP COME READ THE REST... I DON CATCH THIEF As we entered my room, Sandra removed her shirt and jumped on the bed. I’m not a regular smoker and neither was Sandra but we just wanted to have fun. I was high as as a helicopter and just was wanted to see what I looked like when high. I went for the light switch and put it on, then I walked to the mirror on my wall. I looked at myself but I was too far away, It felt like looking at yourself from a mirror 20 kilometers away!! My se”x urge disappeared in an instant. I looked at Sandra, she was smiling at me with nothing on except her panties. Suddenly, my memory of the past few hours were gone and I was trying to figure out how she got into my room. I couldn’t remember seeing her today. I remember saying: “Sandra, How did you get inside here?” She laughed, like I said something really funny. That’s when I knew that there was something funny going on in my mind…. I felt like I was loosing my mind. Sandra stood up, put off the light and dragged me into bed. She was kissing me and rubbing my di-ck but I was feeling numb all over. She was saying “do all those things you talk about, I want it now”. I couldn’t remember making any promises. My Guy later explained that I smoked too much wee*d. I could feel her reaching for my di-ck, sucking it, putting her breas*t in my mouth but I couldn’t respond in any way. I just lay motionless. It felt like I was watching someone else in my own body. Then, She started licking the tip of my di-ck … and it felt like I was falling down from a plane… in the air, falling down. I started whispering “please, don’t let me die”. Sandra was just laughing and still devouring me with her mouth and all. I don’t know what happened after but I woke up around 4 pm with the strongest headache I’ve ever had in my life. I and Sandra were Unclad under the sheets and I was horn*y as ever, my di-ck was rock hard (all the beer had cleansed my system off sugar). I guess Sandra had undressed me to seduce me into sex but I was just too high to play along. I covered her with the sheet, put my boxers on and got up to take drugs for my headache. Then I wanted to brush my teeth because I had this bitter taste in my mouth. After brushing my teeth, I came back inside and she said: “Corper, good morning” “Good morning” “Corper, don’t ever smoke again o” We talked about last night’s adventure and also laughed about it. She said she was sucking my di:ck and watching movies at the same damn time! Oh lawd, I wished I wasn’t high!!. What a miss!!. This got me hornier so I asked her to do it again. She said she was too tired, that the she needed to sleep, cuz she was watching movies all through. I understood. I put on some music and also my play- station 2. I was playing a driving game (GTA- San Andreas). She loved games too. She watched me play for a while and later decided to join me. She sat beside me, Unclad except for her panties, her boo:bs were bouncing as she was moving her control pad from side to side. I kept crashing my car, and it kept making her laugh. This was fun. All my worries were gone … at least for the moment. I wished life could go on like this. Around an hour later, we went to bed. She hugged me from behind, her bare breas:ts pressing hard against my back. Words cannot describe that feeling. We slept that way, woke up around 10 a.m. it was Sunday morning and I wasn’t going to church. God would understand. I mean, I was trying to accomplish the closest feeling to heaven… or maybe better than heaven (to me). Then, something came up that spoilt the day though: Sandra got a call that her mum was critically ill. They had been trying to call her since last night (na me bin off her phone to avoid story. Lol). She hurriedly dressed up and left. I didn’t hear from her for a while, probably like 5 days and her number was switched off all through. I was worried, but her house was a no-go area. I was missing her. Sandra: bad girl with a good heart. One day, I and my Guy went to buy some food stuffs from the market at town. I got a call from Sandra: “Corper, where are you” “I’m at the market. Are you at my house?” “Yes” “How’s your mum?” “She is getting better now” “Thank God. I would back soon” “Ok. I’m waiting outside for you” Omoh, most of the things wey I plan to buy just erase from my memory. We buy the ones wey i remember then I hurry my Guy make we dey go house sharparly!.. Sandra dey wait for me…

I got home faster than flash. I met Sandra sitting on a chair in front of my neighbor’s kitchen. I was glad to see her, it’s been just 4 days or so but it felt like I hadn’t seen her in a million years. We went inside and hugged, then she gave me juice and some apples she brought for me. We talked about the past few days that we didn’t see each other. She told me about how her ex (fiance actually) was trying to come back into her life and how she was doing everything possible to turn him down. Secretly, I hoped she wasn’t turning him down for my sake, because I was almost certain that what we had wouldn’t lead to marriage. I was far from marriage but I couldn’t tell her that because I didn’t want to hurt her and moreover, that might cost me the coochie!. But I did like her though, and she meant more than $ex to me. Swear down. I told her that she was right to have rejected him. Sometimes you have to lie to comfort the ones you care about. I bought two tubers of yam from the market as well as some items to prepare yam and egg-stew. She offered to cook it, I refused but she still insisted. To settle it, I decided to make it a duo: I let her be the head cook while I assisted her. We were cooking, jisting and watching a movie at the same damn time! Lol. The title of the movie was “Friday” starring Chris Tucker and ice cube. It was a 90’s black comedy heavily influenced by hip-hop. Best movie ever!!. This moment was good… Days of our lives. After we finished cooking, we ate and then started playing video games. One of the most amazing things about Sandra was that she was really open with me, she tells me everything including her private life. That earned her some trust from me because naturally, I don’t trust Nigerian girls. Lol. Sometime around 4 p:m, Sandra said she wanted to take her bath and then head back home, said she needed to go and check on her mum. My heart literally sank. Omoh, na so I take miss again today?!., Well, next time still dey sha. I continued playing my video game with heavy rap songs blasting through my speakers. Sandra came out of the bathroom tying one of my towels. Her @as and bo’obs were bouncing underneath. Damn! This girl na fire!. Then she sat on the bed, started rubbing lotion on her skin while browsing the internet with her phone (This girls spends 99% of her time on her phone) Probably chatting with her multiple admirers on Facebook and co, but who cares? They had her online, I had her in my room with nothing but my towel on. I’m winning I guess, but I still hadn’t scored yet. I paid her little attention and continued playing my video game. Around 10 minutes later, I noticed that she was still on towel, browsing with her phone. Na wa oh, no be this girl wey talk say she dey hurry to go check her sick mum for house?. Naija girls sef, you can never understand them. I looked at her legs, damn! the towel was way too small for her fat @ ss. I could see bare thighs: sexy as ever. Then she dropped the towel from her chest and started rubbing the lotion on her bo’obs. Omoh she succulent bo’obs, this girl wan raise my blood pressure sha. Our eyes met, she was trying hard to conceal a laugh. I dropped my game console and started crawling slowly to the bed, towards her. She grabbed the towel back to her chest, laughing mischievously. I got close to her, she was trying to protect her goodies with her hands as best as she could. She sat in an L position: legs on the bed, back on the wall. I lay flat on my stomach just beside her, one hand rubbing her thighs and sweet-talking to her. Damn! Her skin was smooth as butter and she smelt good too. I started kissing on one of her thighs and still rubbing the other with my palm. I would kiss her from down her knee then move up: towards her coochie region. But, she would hold my, laughing, begging me to stop. All na wash Jare. I would have stopped if I could, but I just couldn’t. Lol. She said: “Corper, please stop na, I need to go home now.” Sandra always called me “Corper” and I always told her that it made me feel casual to her. All my efforts didn’t change that, so I was gradually adapting to it. Anyway, none of that mattered now … I don’t care if called if she called me anything: corper, papa, or even ‘tata’. I just wanted to make love to her, right now, if she would let me. I replied her: “I know. I just wanna appreciate you for everything” “We still have a lots of time. I’m not traveling out of the country” Omoh, time no dey oh. I no dey trust naija babes too much, cuz she fit actually travel out. Dey there na. We laughed. Omoh, as I dey laugh i use style rest my head on top her soft laps close to her coochie. I could smell the sweet scent of her coochie. Oh lawd!, Sweet scent of sin. Damn! I’d love to lick and hit that, and planned to do it like I owed her. This would be special. And yes, I did owe her: for all the care, soul and companionship she gave to me. I don’t really believe in debts and payments when it comes to relationships. But then again, one way or the other, we all pay (sacrifice) in relationships. I owed Sandra a good round of ‘sexvice’ and I was dying to pay. * back to the matter at hand* I started kissing and licking different places on her thighs. I was doing it like I was actually licking her coochie. Lick and kiss, different spots. I am a professor at this art but I did it episode extra- professionally cuz I wanted to send a message to her: that I wanted to eat her coochie and that I was a super-man at it. Sandra was getting the message, I knew so cuz her little resistance was beginning to fade. At a point, she just gave me freedom, no resistance whatsoever. Hoo-hoo!. Hard works pays!. Sandra was still operating her phone but I knew deep down that her mind was in my art, she was anticipating about what I was gonna do next…

I continued my kisses and licks on her thighs, then proceeded to gently rubbing one of her breasts. She dropped her phone and started adjusting a little, moving down in a flat position, knees up, both feet on the bed. I adjusted too. I was between her thighs. By now her towel was loose, boobs were out and bouncing but her puss:y was still covered. I rubbed her as$ and continued with my kiss and licks: here and there. A notorious B.I.G’s rhyme from his freestyle back in ’93 hit me: “I wanna kiss your lips, the one between your hips”. My sentiments exactly. Motivated by my favorite rapper’s rhyme, I took a bold step to reach the main target (the lips between the hips). I somehow kissed my way to the region, by now she was quiet and calm but as I was almost kissing her cli:t, she tightened my head in between her thighs, stopped my mission, the grip wasn’t strong so I just added a little pressure and I was there! Damn! Thick lips: black outside, red inside. The blacker the Berry, the sweeter the juice right? . I looked up at her and our eyes locked. Judgment day. I looked at her as if to say “finally, I Don reach” and she was looking back at me as if to say “wetin special wey u fit do sef”. And that’s where she was wrong cuz I can overdo it, and that was exactly my plan. I kissed the cli:t just once (this is my procedure), her muscles tightened. I laughed inside, she was extra sensitive to this, maybe that was why she was trying to make me stop, I wondered if she was thinking that I would mess this up like most guys out there… or maybe she just doesn’t know how to absorb the extacy that comes with the art. Either way, this would be one hell of a “sexvice”. I kissed her cli:ts a few more times and each time, her muscles responded. I paused, stretched my hand, grabbed her phone and switched off her phone cuz one call could change this game. Talking about changes, I needed some changes in my life, but not now though. I licked her cli:t with the tip of my tongue, down-up a few times and then I gulped both of her Kitty-Cat- lips in my mouth. Sandra had very thick lips. I started licking and sucking both lips in my mouth and was also licking her cli:t too. I didn’t have to follow any technique for this, somehow I think I lost all my techniques. I had one goal though: to be the best she ever had (so help me God). She was twisting her hips while I was doing it. I kept going: the licking and sucking went from gentle to rough. After a few minutes, she was mumbling a few sweet sounds and then I heard her moan: “Corrrrrrrrper”. That was it! Any girl who doesn’t respond to a good tongue-game is probably brain-dead. I had this feeling that I could cure brain diseases in females with this art. Hey, we all nurse some crazy thoughts at certain points in our lives. I stopped, let her pussy out of my mouth. She was extra wet and it looked nasty. I stood up, went across my room and brought out a piece of new white handkerchief from my bag. I came back to her, my dic:k was as erect as a soldier on parade but I didn’t care. Afterall, This was more than a parade, this was war. I used the handerchief and tapped it on her puss:y to dry out the nasty fluids. I usually don’t make it nasty but like I said, no techniques and no rules for now. By now sandra’s towel was fully removed due to the twist and turns caused by the licks and sucks but she didn’t care anymore. We didn’t care. But then again, who would care when this much fun was involved?. Her knees were up and I was between her thighs, ready to explore more. I rubbed her clits very gently, while squeezing one of her bosom:s. Then I stopped rubbing her cli:t and gently started inserting my middle finger in her puss:y, as soon as my whole finger was in, I twisted it in a 360 degrees motion. I did for a few minutes then I started grinding the center of gravity. The center of gravity is usually rough like you are rubbing the back of a yam peel. Lol. I was making the ‘come here’ sign with my palm facing up (Take note guys; that’s a hot technique that works magic). Sandra was in estacy. I could tell by her twists, how she folded lips and the sweet sounds she was making. But it was far from over, I needed more acknowledgement from her. They say “go hard or go home”… you know the deal. While I was manipulation her, I placed my tongue on her clits and started licking, flicking and sucking. That was when the game changed. Sandra completely lost it… she locked my head between her thighs, twisting, moving up and down and moaning, while saying: “Corper, you have killed me. Corper stop please. Corper, you have killed me”. Damn! Thou shall not kill!. I hate to break the ten commandments. Forgive me lord for I have sinned. Sandra became almost violent, trying to break my neck with her thighs but I was still doing my art smoothly. I was built for this. After a few minutes I stopped. Omoh this girl Don scatter my bedsheet finish, my bed kon be like where two tigers fight. Fight or play, I didn’t care. change of plan…