Chipappii:
On this Friday i just needed to vent. You know that moment when all of your body itches you and you just don't know why. Nothing seems to interest you and you just feel weak. So I was in this particular mood that day.

I needed to let it out on someone. And was looking for a prey.
My whatsapp binged. I took a look and it was Chinaza, my girlfriend. Finally, a victim.

We started our chat. I have to confess, i was quite annoying but she persisted. Maybe that's why she's my main chick. She cares a lot.

I was determined to vent all my anger on her. So as i was going hard on her. I guess she figured out something was wrong and started to pet me, asking what the matter was. I kept maintaining nothing was wrong while being a total Sadist.

A while later when she probably got tired, she called my phone.

Her: what's wrong?
Me: i told you nothing was wrong naa
Her: are you sure?
Me: yea. Was that why you called?
Her: not really
Me: so?
Her: well, i didn't see my period
Me: who did you give it to?
Her: you.
Me: Really?
Her: be serious for once naa.

Something hit me on my mind immediately. It dawned on me that she said just she didn't see her period. The implications seemed to simmer into my head. I pause and continued, this time with much concern in my voice.

Me: how come, did you check well, i mean is your period supposed to start now?
Her: yea. Its 3 days late and i'm scared like this o.

By this time, my voice was real shaky. I couldn't even afford a condom talk more of affording a baby.

Me: But i have always been careful naa. How come?
Her: i don't know o. Shey i told you to buy condom that day but you were too drunk to care.
Me: nawa o. Baby are you sure?
Her:Nop, i'm not sure, i just like it more when you are scared than when you are angry. Just buy me a sanitary pad when coming. Love you. Bye bye.

She laughed hard and dropped the phone. By this time i had totally forgotten i was feeling somehow.

That girl shaa. She is crazy but i think thats why i love her.

dunelsty:





hehehehe nice one

Chipappii:
Konji is a bastard son of a thousand fathers.
So i was in a bus on my way to the market to buy a trouser for church service. The next day being Sunday and i needed to look good for that girl that had caught my eyes since the first day i saw her.

My Facebook messenger binged. I opened it and it was my new Ghana girl. She said hi, i said hello. We started our usual chats. I usually don't like going far with girls that i'm sure wont be of any benefit to me. So our chat was mainly about what she ate, how she ate, the color of what she ate and who cooked what she ate. You know the usual Facebook chat.

So i decide to check out her Facebook photos once more. I saw she had uploaded new pictures. These ones were clearer than the ones she uploaded in the past.

I seemed to notice that all her features were clearer here and she has joined Facebook bad gang. The ones that purposely flash their boobs and booty at the camera. My Hot mind set it.

So i decided to take the convo deeper.
Me: so what are you doing?
Her: I'm about to take my bath, u?
Me: well, am on my way to the market. So can i join you in the bath?
Her: sure, i will increase the bath water.
Me: just pull off and wait for me.
Her: kk, I'm waiting boo......
...........
The convo got more kinky. My joystick had already tripled in size. We were both enjoying ourselves.
We were at the peak of it all when the bus came to a halt. My joystick was still as hard as olumo rock. I looked up from my phone and everybody was alighting from the bus. I noticed i had gotten where i was supposed to get down. The conductor looked at me.
Me: I never reach my bus stop naa
Conductor: Oga na here we dy stop o.
I looked at him with sweat all over me and observed my joystick,. In my mind i was like "Oga go down naa".
Only God knows how i managed to leave there that day with my erection.


These days. I have learnt to pocket my phone anytime I'm in a bus...

fst24:
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yellow237:
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ceeafuejay:
Lmao! You write quite well. Perfectly blended with stuff to laugh about. Try taking it to the world. Putting it on okadabooks.com wont be a bad idea after cooking it properly. I have one there (A Shadow War). Success wishes.

Chipappii:
Jeez. Some people are real fucktards. So this stupid page real romantic story reloaded on fb just dy copy my stories only changing the name to lifestyle of a fuckboy. Please, if you are the bloody owner of that fvcking page, abeg just change back the name of my story and stop writing it without my permit and give me my due acknowledgement.



Infact I go pause small. I dy vex. Make the owner use his stupid photocopy brain finish the rest. Let me see how the mumu go write the next chapter.

Just negodu.

Chipappii:
Jeez. Some people are real fucktards. So this stupid page real romantic story reloaded on fb just dy copy my stories only changing the name to lifestyle of a fuckboy. Please, if you are the bloody owner of that fvcking page, abeg just change back the name of my story and stop writing it without my permit and give me my due acknowledgement.



Infact I go pause small. I dy vex. Make the owner use his stupid photocopy brain finish the rest. Let me see how the mumu go write the next chapter.

Just negodu.

Chipappii:
Newsflash...
So Naza has officially found a new boyfriend.. Hehehehehe.
I'm not laughing shaa, they have tears of Joy, i wonder if they also have Laughter of pain. I have been so frustrated that i getting lean day by day, though i try not to show it, its very hard to miss. She seemed to be happy or she was pretending to be. Each night, after my usual section with Amara {i wonder why that girl never carry belle for me}, i would cry myself to sleep. I tried getting myself busy with some other girls to see if it would uplift my spirit but for where, it just downlifted my pocket.

"So, you finally found someone better" i had asked her as we talked on the phone one night like that.
"Not exactly better, but someone i think i like, someone that is willing to let go of other girls for my sake" she said, she sounded so sweet i wished she was saying that rubbish lying on my bed.
"And you suppose i can't do that for you?"
"Its very obvious you can't, Chinecherem you were even sleeping with your own relation, tufiakwa gi" she said with a bit of laughter in her voice while i shockingly wondered how she knew i was drilling Amara. I wasn't going to admit easily.
"What do you mean sleeping with my relation? Where did you get that?"
"Chinecherem swear you weren't sleeping with Amara"
"Where did you hear that silly nonsense" i was becoming defensive
"Well, she told me, apparently she loves you more than I do and i think you should continue, one day your cup will overflow, maybe you will impregnate your lecturer"
When Naza wants to frustrate you, she spares nothing. She tried her best in flaunting the new guy to my face. He was cute, i mean he had the money to maintain those features that made one look classy, not that he was cuter than I was but his pocket made it look so.
Naza had introduced him to me as her "Prince Charming" and introduced me as her "Street Guy". The stupid niggarr had smiled and extended his hand, i shook him and left without saying any other word. Naza called me later that day and her voice so much reeked of guilty conscience, i wasn't smiling though. She talked all through and i just gave her cold replies.


"Street guy ke" this girl wicked gan not even ex.


I was pained for a very long time but i can't complain, he drove a 2014 range and i drove my father's 2012 range rover when he's not around to use it which rarely happens. So she has the right to flaunt him in my face.

"Guy, how far naa, we no dy see you again" Emeka, Naza's brother had asked the day we met.
"Your sis don pursue me naa, so who i go dy visit for your side again naa"
"Pursue you how kwa? "
" she don get new bobo naa and the guy frosh so i don expire like this"
"Who be the bobo? That mumu guy wey dy deceive himself, say him get money but to buy Ordinary Small stout for me no gree am, see, forget all these things naza dy do, na you get am"
"How i go get pesin wey be anytime she wan talk to me, na that guy go be her main topic"
"Guy forget am, she just wan make you dy trip, you suppose come my house one day see as she dy talk about you"

We talked further about her shaa, Emeka reassured me about Naza's love for me, he could be saying the truth but knowing Emeka and his intentions, he maybe trying to get my sympathy considering the fact that he was eyeing my sister. He is on a long thing.

Bibi294:


Comment on the story and show him and his readers your real identity... This people are bleeped

maximanuel:

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Sirme411:


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yellow237:
congrats chipapii ur story don make am to front page again

Chipappii:

If Naza doesn't kill me in this world, i will kill her. One of us must die.

Chipappii:
Jeez. Some people are real fucktards. So this stupid page real romantic story reloaded on fb just dy copy my stories only changing the name to lifestyle of a fuckboy. Please, if you are the bloody owner of that fvcking page, abeg just change back the name of my story and stop writing it without my permit and give me my due acknowledgement.



Infact I go pause small. I dy vex. Make the owner use his stupid photocopy brain finish the rest. Let me see how the mumu go write the next chapter.

Just negodu.

Chipappii:
James made me a promise and he kept it. He came back to keep us company. The room was bubbling with laughter and everything. The girl was quite energetic, she always has something to say. We were in this mood when Shape rolled in to our company with her killer shape. She didn't even reply our hailing. She just ran straight to the bed and sat between me and Chinecherem.

She gave me that look Chinaza gave me the day I told her I wanted to try anal. And then she turned to her cousin.
"Shebi I told you to collect key from him?"
"He said you forgot to drop the key so I decided to wait here for you."

Shape turned to look at me but I was already engaged in an eye conversation with James. She brought back my attention with a smack on my leg. I turned and eyed her.
"I forgot the key was here naa," I protested.

Well, she picked the key and they were both on there way out. I called shape and she looked at me.
"She is hot," I mouthed in a way that Chinecherem wouldn't hear it. She smiled and called her back.
"Neche let me introduce you to them," she started and faced James.
"His name is James but we call him king Solomon. He is not a king as you can see and he is also not that wise, so use your head and understand."
I nearly fell off my bed with laughter when I read the meaning into that intro. Shape was crazy. Even James laughed.
My turn. She faced me.
"He bears the same name with you. Do you remember that my very beautiful light-skinned friend, Chinaza? That one you said that you liked?" she asked her and she nodded with a grin.
"Yes, this one is her husband to be and she is currently pregnant for him."

James laughed at his own introduction but I couldn't laugh at mine. James didn't mind though, he heaped it on me.

So shape just disqualified the two of us in the rush for Chinecherem in a very coded way, nice try.
"And guys, this is Chinecherem, my cousin. She came to prepare for her Jamb."
"Thanks for the introduction but you should have allowed us to introduce ourselves naa," James said and I nodded.
"Don't worry, she understood my own introduction."

They left and our eyes tailed shape's backside. We snapped our hands in unison and laughed.
"Guy forget that introduction, we will reintroduce ourselves," I said and James concurred.

My brother is the most useful brother one can ever have. All I needed was a WhatsApp Chat and Willie was more than willing to invite Shape to his school. If you had shape as a girlfriend, trust me, you would want to invite her everyday. And if you had a boyfriend like Willie, trust me, you will never refuse his invite especially when I found out he took more than 50k for that his tuxedo. I am the only broke playboy in our family as it is.

"She is 18 years old, I think she can take care of herself. But if you asked us, we are more than willing to help." I told Shape and turned to James who nodded in agreement.
"The two of you?" she asked looking at the both of us. We nodded.
"I will rather keep her in a brothel."
"Good, keep her there naa, it's the two of us that will still go and visit her there," James said. We all laughed.

She didn't have a choice, she left to visit Willie and Chinecherem stayed back. Under both our cares actually. She was here for her Jamb so we thought we might as well teach her a thing or two.

So it wasn't until shape left that we came to realize that she wasn't our only problem. We had forgotten about our ownership fight. Apparently, we couldn't share her.

"Don't worry, Just give me 2 weeks and then you can have her," James offered. I smiled and shook my head.
"You want me to insert my preek the same place you have inserted that your prick you have been scratching since, no way bro."
"So what do we do, I don't like a type of 3some where there is only one girl," he said and I shook my head.
"Me too, I don't like it."

We sat facing the T.v in silence, I was contemplating on leaving her for James, that way, if he takes her out, then I can tag along as an observer and he would have to pay for the 3 of us. It was shaping to be an excellent idea until Chinecherem walked into the room clutching her Jamb past question. She wore this gown, skimpy gown that highlighted her curvitude and sexy body. Her jugs jiggled as she walked in, a pretty smile on her shinning face. I changed my mind instantly.

"I need help with my maths," she said, looking at me first and then at James.
"We are busy, stay there and wait," James answered her, pointing to the reading chair. She obeyed and I turned to James.
"What if we did try your luck?" I asked him and Chinecherem turned to us.
"For what?" She asked.
"We are not talking to you, wait until we finish," I snapped and returned to facing James. He nodded and I picked a paper and pen. I tore the paper into 2 and on one I wrote "She's mine" and on the other I wrote "I lost her". I squeezed them and shook my head.
"The things we do for girls," I murmured and squeezed one more than the other.
"I will pick first," I protested and James shook his head violently. We argued back and forth and Chinecherem watched us, drooling with laughter, oblivious of the fact that the fight was over her.
"It was me that brought the idea and it was also me that wrote it so I'm supposed to choose first," I argued and James thought about it. The argument seemed to hold water to him so he obliged me. Like a hitman, I made my pick and he made his.

"Nooo, you cheated," James yelled and I laughed, apparently I had won the girl but James thought otherwise. Another argument ensued and Chinecherem continued laughing at the drama. If only she knew we were deciding her fate right there.
Another amicable agreement came. James was to rewrite it. He did and, what were you expecting?. He won.
We went back and forth and our bone of contention watched us thinking it was all funny.

"Guy, you know you are my guy, almost my bro," James started and I just eyed him with my hand on my cheek. "Just let me have this one."
I shook my head in disagreement.
"Ok, see what will happen," I said and he watched me anxiously.
"Let's ask her."
"Ask her what?"
"The one she wants," I said giving him signs with my eyes.
"No, I don't trust her," he said.
"Me too," I replied. So we sat there, observing our minute of silence, thinking and hoping for solution when James' eyes went to door and a triumphant smile crept out of his fine face. I followed the direction of his gaze and my eye met that of my Baby mama standing at my door.

Apparently, I have lost the conquest. Finito.

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fst24:
Guy but you yourself know you copy this story from facebook page known as real romantic story reloaded, it's good indeed but try to acknowledge the writer next time you copy someone's work.

Beey:
The interesting bit is that since I wrote what I wrote, it's only men who have been attacking me.I didn't say he has to be an entrepreneur.I just used that as an example of something more constructive to do with his time.Because the moment you put in garbage , you'll give us garbage in return.So his writings are a clear proof of the content between his ears.Yes that's the bitter truth.And those of you that have been on my case, it's clear you are birds of a feather and so you flock together.You are of the same kind so I understand your problem very well.But don't worry, I have a thick skin.If he wants to be writing for porn magazines, let him audition but I am not sure who the target for such articles is on Nairaland.Maybe the likes of you!

KissChrixx:
Where I wan start from?