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|Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 11:54am On Aug 07|
A Story By El Victor
Seductive Amina 18+
She isn’t a good girl,
Neither a bad girl,
She is just seducive Amina.
The un-tarred road that serves as the main road of Upaga community is always busy, especially on Fridays. People are coming in from outside the community, and people are traveling out of it, for the weekend.
“Amina, wait na!” A young man called out to Amina, a tall girl walking on the un-tarred road with her seductive gown.
He grab her by her arm.
“I wan follow you talk na” he said breathing heavily from the running exercise.
She direct her manicured finger to his face.
“Yo-tube! Leave me alone in this village oh” she warned dragging her ear amidst the warning.
He smiled sweetly, and gathered the most boyish smile he could manage.
“Am ready to shower you with gifts, look. I get money, enough money to spend am on you” he said, bragging with the wad of cash he brought out of his pocket.
Amina clapped her hands, look up in the sky, arm akimbo.
“Amina, you have suffered!” She exclaimed, beating her chest.
“Make we go my house so that we can do, I’ll give you enough cash. You nodey see the money” he display the cash.
She grab him by his groin, through his trouser fabric, Holding his ****.
“Oohh– Amina stop na!” He cried out in pain.
“So, is this your small pee-pee that you want to do , abi?” He shake his head sideways hastily.
“No, no, aaahh..” he cried out.
“The next time your carrot deceive you to come and show your insignificant tadpole body before me again, ehnn. You will have it hot, serious hot seven rounds” she sighed and walk away, shaking her ass seductively.
The young man un-belt, and look into his boxer, he nodded in confirmation. He wipe out sweats from his face, stare at her direction and bite his finger.
“I go surely eat this nyash” he vow.
“YouTube, my money” someone screamed at him coming from another route connecting to the un-tarred road, sighting him, he ran away.
“Amina!” The woman called loudly from the hallway that leads from the frontage down to the backyard of the house, it serves as demarcation betwixt the rooms.
“Where is this stupid girl” she quizzed no one in particular.
She push-open the third room at her right, sleeping on the bed is Amina. Enjoying the rounding fan and soft music coming from the speakers. The woman walk to the wall socket and switch it off, she stood over the sleeping body.
“Lazy girl” she landed a hot slap on her back, she didn’t wake up.
The slaps continued.
“Oooohhh-hoo!” Amina, complained bitterly.
“Shut up! Lazy girl, stand up. Today is Sunday, we shouldn’t be late everyday” the woman said dragging her by the hand.
“Mama, you go try go outside. I still dey sleep” she pointed to the door, and lay back.
The woman thought for awhile, she left afterwards and walk into the kitchen and came out with a bowl, she went to the tap situated at the breadth of the house. She fetch water with it.
“Maaaammmaa!” Amina screamed, when the water was poured on her.
“Prepare and let’s go to church” her mom said leaving the room with the bowl, Amina frowned and stood up. Removed her wet bedsheets, she carried her bed outside.
She look into the mirror and applied her white lipstick, she stood up. And turn back looking into the mirror to check her behind properly on the mirror, she smile in appreciation of what nature as endowed behind.
She turned round again, facing the mirror. She adjusted her gown, her nipples pointed visibly on the soft fabric, she hasn’t put on bra to conceal her firm and round breast.
She left her room.
“Where are you going, Amina” her mother asked surprised by her outfit. She didn’t respond but showed her, the Bible she is holding and walk away.
The woman examined her daughter properly and notice the visible outline of her pant, she has been waiting for tirelessly.
“Jezebel!” she spat.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by Adesammy111(m): 2:14pm On Aug 07|
First to comment... Keep it coming bro
|Re: Seductive Amina by Hardes(m): 4:20pm On Aug 07|
|Re: Seductive Amina by VKOKO1(m): 12:52pm On Aug 08|
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 1:09pm On Aug 08|
A Story By Enuka Victor
Standing at the gigantic church building is Amina, looking frustrated watching her mother discuss with her fellow women.
“Which kind mother God give me sef?” She said, wiping sweat away from her forehead with her handkerchief.
She was still standing under the excruciating sun, when one of the usher of the church walk upto her.
“Sister Amina, right?” He asked keeping a disgusting face. Amina, look around to see what has made him react that way, but saw nothing, and assumed is her out-fit.
“How may I help you” she answered rudely, rolling her eyes. This put a shock on the older man’s face, he beckon on her to follow him to the pastor’s office.
A knock sounded on the door, the pastor who has been writing raise his head and shifted his spectacles.
“Come in, the door is open” he stare hard on the door, the door open and Amina walk in. He removed his eyeglass and kept it on the table.
“Good afternoon, sir”
“You can have your seat” she took the chair directly opposite to his, the table demarcated both of them.
“Sister Amina, are you not aware that your body is the sanctuary of the Lord. Why will someone redeemed by his grace dress Unclad to church, tell me. Are you possessed with sex demon, let’s caste it away” he said with vigor and demonstration.
“No, I stood here and came over there to loose your belt, I want to suck your ****” the pastor’s eyes widen in shock, he didn’t believe she could have such audacity.
“I brought out your stressed ****, lick the cap. And started jerking you real hard” the pastor gasped in surprise as Amina brought out her tongue and bite her lower lip seductively.
“The devil is a liar” the pastor mutter loudly, Amina still remains where she has sitted, un-moved.
“I swallow your **** cap, and direct your palm to my breast. You grabbed and handle it and I moan aaahh baby” he shifted uncomfortably on his chair, Amina grab her own boobs and squeeze it. The pastor couldn’t help it, his **** is erect, he struggled to conceal it with his hand under the table.
“I deepthroat your rooster then, I bend low at your table and ask you to **** me hard, don’t you want to **** me hard. Pastor?” He started sweating uncontrollably.
“Rubbish!” Amina cursed and took her pulse with her Bible and left, shaking her ass very well to the view of the pastor. Then slam the office door shut loudly.
“The devil is a liar” pastor prayed making the sign of the cross.
“Amina, where you been go” the woman question her daughter suspiciously, she has been waiting at the church frontage after she dismissed her fellow women who were talking with her.
“Mama, I go drink water for children department. When u no gree talk finish again” she said decently, the woman nodded and they both left calling a bike to take them home.
A car drove into Amina’s compound, Amina’s mother was at the front of the house. Resting under the shade of a big mango tree that her late husband planted, it is towards dawn of the evening. When the car parked a driver stepped down to open the back door, a man and two elders open the car door and step down.
Amina’s mother stood up and walk towards them, she welcome them warmly and gave them seats. They thank her in appreciation.
They all were all seated, the man signal the driver to present the gifts that is inside the booth of his car. The driver did, Amina’s mother watch what was going on with interest.
“My elders I greet you” they responded.
“The great Ucha, on what ground do I owe this visit?”
Ucha cleared his throat and said.
“I want to make your beautiful daughter my third wife, I promise to see to her education and make sure poverty will go blind in your lineage” he added in enthusiasm, the woman kept an emotionless face.
“Amina oohh–, come and see your wonderful suitors” she called out to Amina, the elders were so proud of Ucha. That they praise him with low key, he smile showcasing his 31 dentition.
“Nepa!” Amina screamed with joy jumping up, she was about to switch on her television. When she heard her mother’s voice, she frown and left her room.
“Good evening, sirs and mama. Why you come me” she said frowning her face, her mother gesture her to get a seat. She did.
“Ucha, here is my daughter, can you say what you have said once again” she asked humbly, Ucha happily rephrased adding emphasis on his words.
Amina stood up, turned round and scrutinize herself properly.
“Me, with my hot blood, you wan marry me with your dead amu. You wan my browse you enter grave before you click menopause ehn?”
“Wait oh, Ucha! You still get **** sef?” Amina asked with arms akimbo, looking at her visitors murderously.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by jayphe(m): 3:35am On Aug 09|
[color=#990000][/color] Haha! Dis girl nah something else. Hmm...abeg waiter serve me and everyone some goat peppersoup and palmwine...time to go local
|Re: Seductive Amina by Ann2012(f): 6:40am On Aug 10|
|Re: Seductive Amina by DivineSpecial(f): 2:49pm On Aug 10|
Amina! Amina!! Amina!!! how many times did I call you? while Oyin ride on jhare lemme go an bring Ofesala with small stout
|Re: Seductive Amina by queenitee(f): 1:36pm On Aug 11|
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 8:29am On Aug 12|
A Story By El Victor
Seducive Amina 18+
The two elders were shocked, jaws-dropped like famished bull-dogs.
“Aru!” One of them exclaimed, Ucha was unperturbed by Amina’s unwelcome gesture, He stood up licking his lips, staring at Amina lustfully.
“I am active more than all those mama thank you boys that use tramadol to satisfy you, am natural. After our marriage you will confirm.” He said demonstrating how he will hold her waist and moving his own waist to-fro. Everyone look at him with disgust, Amina spit on the ground.
“Ucha or whatever they add to your stupid title, who even told you that I want to marry a d*ck of 47years is mad like you too. Hiaa!, Make ona delete this Ogbomosho bamboo from this compound ooh” she warned dragging her ear, she walk into the house afterwards.
“My elders you have heard from the horse’s mouth, you can go with this pot-belle gorilla” Amina’s mother said, standing up. The visitors were all silent.
“Nkechi! You dare insult me, I was the one who borrowed your husband to pay your bride Price” he pride himself by beating his chest, Amina’s mother ignored him totally.
“Eehhnn.. Ucha, we have lost the battle. The best is to live with shame, or don’t you have any iota of shame?”
“I wonder!” contrariwise his fellow elder chorused.
Ucha eyed both of them and walk into his car, and order his driver to drive away.
“Our son, are you leaving us here” Ucha sighed, and the car moved away leaving the gifts and the two elders standing there.
After the visitors have left, Amina and her mother took all the gifts inside their storeroom.
Amina entered the sitting room were her mom has been busy watching the television, with her school uniform. A white shirt and black skirt, well ironed. Fitting her majestically.
“Ami” her mom teased.
“Hope this one you are going to school this early morning, isn’t to end up in that stupid boy’s house oh” her mom said eyeing her from head to toe, Amina frowned.
“Mama, good morning” she wore her sandals quickly and ran away not waiting for response, her mom stood up and went inside the room without responding.
Standing under a mango tree watching the school compound like eagle is Victor, he looks like he is expecting someone. The compound is scanty ’cause is first day of resumption of a new term, few people wearing all Whites and blacks are seen walking around the compound.
“Vicky!” Amina exclaimed embracing him warmly, his heart skipped. His face squeeze, They disengaged.
“It’s Vic, not Vicky. You don come again” he said unhappily, he wish she could just disappear.
“Vicky or Vic, all na the same thing. I bin check you for ona house, you no even wait for me, So you no miss me ehnn?” She said fluttering her false pair of eyelashes. He chuckled uneasily, and check the direction he has been expecting someone.
“I miss you na? Abeg, go first before you go spoil my show” he pleaded.
“Me your first wife, I no dey commot here without you oh” Amina said, looking disappointed and tapping her foot on the ground.
“You go try be second wife oh, ’cause I dey expect first wife wey I go benefit something” she laugh happily, she drag him away forcefully, even when he resisted.
“Ami, stop na” he pleaded but she refused to listen, he just have to kowtow or she will destroy his plans.
Amina walk to the restrooms which are distanced from the school, the toilet is structured with zinc. She felt the need to use the restroom, after taken excuse from the maths teacher in the class.
She was close to the structure when she suddenly stopped and listen quietly.
“Aaahh, oohh– am feeling it”
The moaning increased, all of a sudden it stopped, She waited patiently for the victims to come out.
“Sp girl” she screamed.
As the two people open the toilet door and step out.
“And you Vicky, you dey solve your own maths for sp girl body when we get blackboard for class” she said clapping her hands and laughing mockery.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by DivineSpecial(f): 5:42am On Aug 13|
Lol ohh this Amina will not kee sombori
|Re: Seductive Amina by jayphe(m): 3:14pm On Aug 13|
I thought she wanted second wife ni? Dis girl is sometin else o
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 5:37pm On Aug 13|
A Story by El Victor
Back at the restrooms area, Amina was about increasing the drama when the Sp girl intervene covering her mouth and whisper something to her ear. She lure her away, Victor who was unperturbed keeping the same posture is silent looking at them.
The Sp girl turned back and blow kiss to him, he catch the air and chuckled with her.
He left afterwards, heading to the class.
In the classroom, a man holding a chalk facing the students that are all seated and listening to him. All Whites on the view, their lower abdomen is hidden by the desk.
The class is very silent, ’cause the man before them is popular for being mean with his big long cane, his bald head sweaty. He walk to the board and continue solving.
“This this, will give you this” he said turning to face the class, he did a head count and studied their focus.
“Feminine bamboo, what gave you the audacity to talk?” He questioned, while the class roared with laughter at the compliment.
“Sorry Sir” she pleaded.
“Sorry for yourself, -1 × -1? Young lady” the young girl stood up from her desk, with fear. The boy by her side whispered something, she smiled.
“Sir, is -1” she answered happily.
“Congratulations, you just won yourself scholarship of illiteracy, my friend! Will you stand up!” He thundered taking the cane lying on the front desk, when the girl who couldn’t answer correctly tried to sit down.
“You beside her stand up, I can see. You want to be her her…..” He paused , when his reflex was disrupt by someone standing on the door.
“Permission to come in sir” Victor who has been standing at the door request, Mr. Kenneth adjusted his glass.
“Naughty boy, where have you been?” Mr. Kenneth walk towards the door, and peep in search of someone else but find nobody.
“I was with the Sp girl” Victor respond, he allowed him in with a nod.
“Always with a girl, the two blockheads. March forward as soldiers of olodo nation” he ordered readying his cane, he was about flogging them when Amina suddenly appeared on the door requesting to come in too.
“Before, I no be gay” Victor mutter silently, while walking to his seat.
“Three of you, go to your seats. We are about to have test right now, tear a sheet of paper” there was grumbling in the class from every lips, Amina and the two others hurried to their seats. While Mr. Kenneth chalk down the questions on the blackboard.
Five minutes later, every student in the class is battling with the maths questions on the blackboard with their pen and paper. Mr. Kenneth supervised them single-handedly, adjusting his glass in a timed manual.
“Amin, open. My do C P.” Victor whisper, looking at Mr. Kenneth if he has attracted his attention.
“Show me your hard ****” Amina respond chuckling amidst, he pinch her laps and she gasp.
“You no well” he mutter silently, while stretching his neck to see what she has been writing down properly.
A short boy, holding a bell came out of a class and stood on the pavement serving four classes. He check his wrist watch strapped on his right arm and jingles the bell.
“Kitooor!!!” Jingled three times.
“School dismissed!” He shouted happily.
Noise erupted round the school, Students emerged from different classes, in groups and singles. The school compound was noisy, many students were chatting and running after each other. Everyone is in a jovial mood.
In the crowd, a boy sighted someone and went back into the class.
“2pac! I don see you oh. My money” he went after him, Amina followed behind Victor.
“Yo hommie, what do ya want?” He said raising his hands up, Ben is his name but popularly called 2pac for his love and wannabe for the artist. He jump on top the seat.
“Hommie kill you there, my money” Victor stretch his palm open, Amina who stood behind him arms folded. He jumped down from the seat.
“I gat no bill for east coasted motherf*cker!” He wave him off and tried to walk backward, facing Victor. He understand his motive is to jump through the window and run away. Before he could execute his plan, Victor held him by his belt and bent his hand over.
“Yo ain’t thug man” Ben said struggling to free himself from his hold, Amina search his pocket and took the money inside his pocket. He freed him and left the class with Amina.
“West side!” Ben gave them **** you sign, his intuition alert him immediately to check his pocket. His face colored up as he find out his own money also has been missing.
“Thief oooh!” He screamed running out of the class to catch up with them, he find Amina and Victor too far from him. They were running before he noticed what they did.
A road sided by bushes, a remote road that leads to the main village when coming from the outskirt, Victor and Amina are both holding hands walking through this path.
He gave Amina his bag, and walk towards the bush.
“Ah ah, piss there na. My dey see your ammunition” Amina complained smiling broadly, he ignored her and went into the bush.
Three minutes later, a car drove pass this road. The driver on seeing Amina, he acknowledged her physique and beauty then licked his dried lips. The sun was at its scorching mood, he drove slowly closer to her.
“Hi, beautiful young girl” the young handsome man inside the car greeted happily.
Amina’s mother open the door and step into the sitting room and find water on the floor, she frowned. Hoping her naughty daughter hasn’t return to scatter the house. She was about looking for a rag to clean the water, when the lurking water start moving forming words.
“She is of age” Amina’s mother read and became numb.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by DivineSpecial(f): 10:34am On Aug 14|
Following you fender to bumper
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 3:51pm On Aug 14|
A Story By El Victor
Seducive Amina 18+
He killed the engine and removed his eyeglass, Amina look back to confirm if Victor is out of the bush.
Standing beside the stopped car is Amina, experiencing the hot January sun.
“If you don’t mind, I would like to know your name” the young man in the car suggested, gathering the best boyish smile he could muster. His voice devoid of his normal intonation and accent, keeping his British accent in a mid-pitch to gain more admiration from Amina.
Victor stepped out of the bush, wondering why Amina is standing beside the car and quizzing himself about who is in it. He chuckled when Amina look back and wink at him.
“Oga no vex, the sun dey fry me. If you wan toast me, toast me inside your car” Amina suggest pointing inside the car, fluttering her natural long eyelashes. Her first and second button has been detached from their holes, revealing her red bra and cleavage. The young man saw this and think the offer to be a better chance of winning her heart and getting a better view.
“Come in, sweetheart” the young man said proudly revealing his 32 teeth, Amina step into the front and Victor took the back seat. Both in the car, the young man look back to find a boy, a frown find it’s way to his face. He gave Amina a questioning look.
“He is my brother” Amina said, eyeing Victor. Who seem to enjoy the favorable circumstance. the young man ignite the engine and drive off, he couldn’t say much since he thought Victor in their company is Amina’s brother. He intend having her number for further discussion when they drop off.
“Thank you sir” they both chorused, opening the door to step down is Amina and Victor.
“Don’t mention, can I have your number. The pretty one that took my heart away?” The young man said flashing his expensive phone to attract Amina curiosity, Victor immediately walk away from the car after thanking the owner offering them privacy.
“Heart Kwa! I no get phone” she said turning back to go after Victor, she sway her ass effortlessly on her dedicated tempo. The young man’s eyes almost left his sockets, he immediately took a picture of her. For easy remembrance, he wore his eyeglass and drive off when Amina disappear from his view.
In a narrow footpath surrounded by low grasses, the road is divided into two footpaths similar to it. At the North side of the road, walking on this footpath is Victor.
“Victor, wait oh”
A voice called out behind him, he abruptly halt and look back to see David his friend running towards him. David is Victor’s friend, taller and fair skinned. They both shake hands, and continue their walk home.
“Our maths teacher no try oh, I submit empty paper” David complained bitterly, at the extreme of the road were the footpath divided into two, a young man emerge from one of the footpath with smoking cigarette in his right hand.
He wore a cap and a clothe, with a trouser that is almost becoming a rag, ripped at both kneel with bathroom slippers that it’s longevity is marked by sewed threads by shoe menders.
“Na Ami I copy from and take paste for my own” Victor said, the smoking young man called Jumbo on hearing this stood before the two students putting on their neatly ironed uniforms.
“Ona nodey shame, when I dey like you. Na me bin dey carry first upadan” he said dragging the cigarette, he puff smoke in the air, Victor and David squeeze their faces in disdain.
“Ehnn.. Jumbo, I fit talk something”
“You fit talk small boy, no shaking” he urged Victor to speak while concentrating more on the cigarette he is smoking.
“You say you dey carry first from Nursery to SSS3, bah?” He nodded, dropping the already finished cigarette on the ground. He place his foot on it, quenching the lit part.
“You for try pass Jamb na, na true say you write am for decades and still no score pass 50?” Victor asked stepping backward, while David was already laughing out his ass out. Jumbo knowing that he has been insulted tried to grab him, but Victor was sharp to decode his reaction and ran away, David was about to run into the bush when Jumbo delved him.
“Oohh– no be me!” He shouted, when Jumbo is on him, lying on the grasses is David who is receiving resounding slaps from Jumbo.
As early as Saturday morning, Amina took her clothes to the backyard with buckets including her mother’s own to wash. Her room is the last one, her window is close to the backyard, she dropped the heap of clothes on the corridor. Then took two buckets to the tap, she filled it with water and carried it back to were she wants to wash. She poured some water into the basin, took the sachet of detergent and cut it open with her hand. She was about adding the detergent in the water that is in the basin when electricity is restored.
A song played out from her speaking system loudly, she nodded to the song humming along. In the room, Nkechi Amina’s mother woke up when the song disturbed her early morning sleep. She yawn and stretch her bones lazily, she stood up and walk to the door.
She walk through the hallway that leads to the backyard, firstly. She went into Amina’s room to find her room empty, she went towards her electronic sets and switch off the socket. When the song went off, Amina’s head pop from the window.
“Ah ah, mama” she complained frowning.
“My mind dey tell me say them switch my pikin for hospital, we dey go see prophet today. Egbesu!” Her mother said loudly cursing her in the process, her eyes still hold sleep. She slept late ’cause she was in a deep thought through the night. She yawn again lazily.
“Mama, no be me and you oooh” Amina said, sitting back at the corridor to continue her washing. She has it in the mind to switch on her speaking system, when her mom leaves her room. Immediately, she heard the door slam shut. She stood up.
Bright has been thinking of the secondary school girl he took her picture without her knowing, when he encountered her on his way to village. He has been staring at the picture non-stop through the night, he find himself continuing the staring of picture routine, has he fallen in love with this strange girl. He has no answer yet.
“Good morning, brother”
“Bridget, how are you?”
“Am fine, brother” the teenage girl respond, she came to check up on her brother on her mother’s command. Bridget, is Amina’s classmate.
“Do you know this girl?” When Bridget is about to leave the room, her brother called her attention showing her the picture on the screen.
“Jesus! Brother, is that not Amina?” She pointed to the screen, with shock on her face. Wondering how her brother got Amina’s picture.
Later that Day
A man and a woman who are both married to each other for years are sitting on the bed, they kept a worried look as they face their first son Bright. Who is sitted opposite his parents on the only chair kept in the bed room. The room is painted, the window is that of the modern one.
Bright’s father cleared his throat loudly, attracting attention.
“My son, I know you have the right to marry whosoever you wish to. But as your parents, who want the best for you” the man who is at his forties look at his wife and son to get an indication that they are getting his message, his wife urged him on.
“But my son, the girl you want isn’t who a true son of this family should marry” the man ended his speech, to allow his wife to speak.
“My son, that girl is very rude and saucy, a renowned fighter in this village. Every man with manhood in this village has slept with her, my son. Do you want to marry such a public toilet as a wife?” Bright’s mother said, keeping a pleading face to persuade his son from taking such a decision.
“Thank you papa and mama, but mama. Have you seen this girl sleeping with a man before?” Bright asked all of a sudden, the couple look at each other and faced their son again. Wondering if he has been bewitched by Amina.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by DivineSpecial(f): 6:32pm On Aug 14|
Lol Bright you ask them well
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 11:36pm On Aug 15|
A Story By El Victor
Three people in the room, a bench at the side and a white basin filled with water. A man sitting on a mat, with white gown, his eyes closed and his lips moving. Amina and her mother are both standing, bare footed.
Amina’s mother, has threatened Amina of starving her to death if she will not come with her.
The prophet eyes widen in shock, he took the rod in his hand and point it to Amina.
“Your daughter is possessed!” He exclaimed loudly, shaking his head. Amina find it hilarious and chuckled, her mother eyed her murderously to compose herself.
The man on white gown stood up, kept a foot on the ground, swing his left leg while he shake his head bend-low making incoherent speech.
“Uhmmm.. papa, ja lu le. Angel Michael…” He bend low, shaking his head. He went into a small room attached to the room they were, he came out with a cane. Amina faced colored up with confusion, her mother caution her with her eyes not to misbehave.
“Woman, excuse us. I want to flog out the water spirit from her, uhmmm… Cha! Jehovah, holy cane” he bend his head swinging it sideways for a while, he tapped the cane on the floor three times. Amina’s mother stood up dragging her ear to warn Amina against any form of mischief she is planning, the prophet deep the cane in the basin and walk round the white basin making incoherent speech.
“Step forward, step into the water in the basin” he instructed, Amina walk to the white basin and deep her feet into the basin with water. She didn’t step down, the prophet went into the storeroom attached to the room and brought ropes to fasten her to the bench in the room. He order Amina to lie on the bench, he closed his eyes moving his waist forward and backward. Amina didn’t lie instead she sat on the bench and placed her hand on the visible boner of the prophet, she knew the effect her short and armless gown has on men before removing the jacket.
The prophet eyes bulged, his mouth curved into a circle symbol when Amina’s palm run freely on his bulge.
“Ooh!” He groan pleasurably.
“Na your sugar cane I want” Amina said, licking her lips seductively. The cane dropped from his hand, Amina stood up and lock lips with him. His hand roam freely on her ass, he grab and squeeze her ass hungrily. Amina grab the hem of his gown and raise it up, his eyes twinkle with lust and hunger for her.
Almost unclad, left with just short. He placed his two palms on Amina’s breast and have a feel of it, he squeeze and pressed.
“Aaahh!” Amina moan, and deep her hand in his short. He quickly removed the short without being told, he attacked her lips again, she objected and instructed him to lie upward on the bench. He quickly lay like a humble disciple, Amina took the rope and fasten his arms and legs to the bench jerking his erected **** momentarily.
She took his **** cap in his mouth, his face tightened and his eyes shut. She took a sellotape lying on the floor and sealed his mouth, his eyes bulge in surprise as Amina wore her jacket and took his white gown. He left him tied, with his clothes.
She waited with a seat under an apple tree for her daughter, Amina’s mother was surprised to see Amina walking out of the house painted white dejectedly and slowly towards her. She kept a suspicious look when she sighted the gown of the prophet with her.
“Mama, make we dey go” Amina said slowly, pretending to be weak. Her mother folded her hands.
“What of prophet? No be em clothe be that?” She asked pointing at the gown Amina held betwixt her hand and armpit region.
“No!” She retorted.
“Prophet dey spirit reign, em give me this white gown my use am pray with Psalm every night” she said showing it to her mother, her mother still hold suspicious outlook.
“My go tell am thank you”
“No, you no go like wetin you go see. Em dey talk to angels, em say my tell you say make we go from here. So that the water spirit no go see me again”
“Ehnn.. make we dey go” she gave Amina a bag to put the gown while walk ahead, they both left the compound and wore their foot wears pulled at the entrance of the compound.
Back in the room the prophet struggle to loose himself from the bench he was fastened to by Amina, the bench lost balance and turned sideways making his body slam on the floor.
Two Days Later . .
On a less busy road, it was towards evening when Bridget returned from were she went to borrow a note from a friend of her. It is a path sided by flowers, Amina emerge from her hide out frightening Bridget who almost screamed and look aghast.
Amina couldn’t help but laugh at Bridget who looks like a frighten little child, her natural hairs park into ponytail with her pink polo and Jean bumshort. Bridget make a hissing sound and wanted to walk pass her, Amina blocked her from going through.
“Bridget, which day you see me seduce your brother?” Amina asked face to face with Bridget, arms akimbo with a serious look. Bridget fan herself with the note she held, pressed her nose with two fingers.
“Village champion or prostitute, can you smell out….” A resounding slap landed on Bridget face immediately, she raise her hand to retaliate but Amina bend low dodging her palm. She held her by the waist and place a leg between her legs, swing her to her left arm. Bridget landed on the ground, Amina pounced on her.
Amina knelt on her two arms, rendering Bridget face to her mercy. She took a handful of sand and pressed it to her mouth, slapping and pressing her cheek to open her mouth. She tore her gown and stood up from Bridget crying body on the ground.
“In the name of Amina, ona family go mind their business” she said, kicking her at her stomach. She screamed, Amina left after beating Bridget to her satisfaction.
Back at Bright’s compound, the other night ended badly. Both parties refused to bend to the others will, his parents insist on him leaving the idea of having anything to do with Amina. They threatened if he still go against their will, they will not attend or bless his marriage.
The major entrance of the bungalow open, Bright step out with his parents behind. He walk to his car, his parents followed behind, they walk silently to his car. He had insist on travelling today even when his parents tried as much they could, to persuade him. He couldn’t stay behind when his presence is needed urgently in the City.
The serene environment was erupt by someone crying loudly, everyone turn intently to the gate ’cause of the recognition of the voice.
“Mama, is that not Bridget’s voice?” Bright asked, before anyone could come up with a respond to his question. Crying Bridget push open the gate.
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A Story By El Victor
With her torn gown and scattered hairs, stained with sand. Bridget walk sluggishly into the compound, weeping and crying loudly, everyone was shocked to see her in a disorganized manner.
“Who did this to you?”
“Brother, is Amina oooh” her right hand, across her stomach as she drag her footsteps into the painted bungalow. Bright’s parents gave him ‘I told you look” and wished him farewell and went after their leaping daughter, Bright entered his car and reminisce on the feelings he is developing for Amina. His heart raced and miserably dejected by what he just witness, the biggest question he has unanswered is. Is the girl in question worth fighting for, he shrugged and roared his car engine to life.
A Month Later . . .
Amina was just coming from the field were she has been with Victor to watch a match, she didn’t know how he went into the blue when he told her he is in love with a girl they both met on the pitch. She left when she couldn’t find him.
She was singing in a low tone to herself as she walk home.
A voice called behind her, she recognized the voice to be that of the usher she had an encounter during the last time she went to church with her mother. She continued singing and walking away, without responding. He hasten his footsteps and caught up with her, grabbed her by her hand.
“Are you not sister Amina, is me. Brother Rufus” he identified himself, Amina eyed him ruthlessly, that he release her from his hold.
“Why do you stop coming to church for Months, now?”
“I no understand, gorilla or Bra Rufus. If I go hell fire, you go follow me?” She asked irritated by his meddling behaviour. The man was taken aback by her reaction, he couldn’t respond.
“Short engine, I no resemble those upcoming breast and toto. You dey press for church” she warned, pointing a finger to his face. His mouth agape as he stare motionlessly at Amina, who walk away.
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A Month Later . . .
Under the roof of a local kitchen, normally hold by four woods that serve as pillars. A pot is placed on a round iron, with stands. It harbours the pot, while their is plenty of dried woods that serve as a means of fire. Boiling sound coming from the pot and vapour, Nkechi is by the side of the pot.
A tray placed between her laps, by her side is a basin filled with water, vegetables leaves. On the tray is a short rectangular wood, and a knife both serves as mechanism for slicing the leaves into a palatable shape.
The dusk of the day is almost at hand, when Amina emerge from the house. She looks graciously beautiful that the sun sets on her beauty, her braided hairs run down to her waist region, her flawless skin glow effortlessly. She wore a Jean trouser, that her curves and hips is obviously conceived by any eye. Her round boobs stood firm in the white polo she wore.
“Mama, I don do finish”
She disrupt her mother’s whistling.
“Take that five hundred naira, buy meat three hundred naira own, no go sleep for there. The way you go sleep for bathroom, I beg you” Amina bend low to pick the five hundred naira note, lying beside her mother’s feet while her mother continue chopping the leaves.
“Ehem, mama. Them say, make we pay our exam fee, or we them no go gree allow us write Monday paper” Amina said frowning, her mother dropped the knife in her hand and look at her daughter.
“When you don finish that farm, I go give you the money” her mother respond, Amina grumble. Nkechi dropped the tray, on the ground.
“Mama, farm again. I dey period oh” Amina complained.
“Come help me pour this water” Amina mother pointed to the basin beside her, Amina quickly ran away. Nkechi stood up and carried the basin, that she has kept the vegetables leaves earlier for slicing and poured the water in it away
Upaga market, is a large market were many kind of foodstuffs are bought. Mostly, arranged in order of easy accessibility. At the extreme of the market, which is behind, are kept for those whose wares are meats, all kinds. Their wares are arranged on tables.
Amina stood before a table.
“Mallam, cut three hundred naira meat for me” she requested, the man behind the table took two knives and collide it in sharpening the other one on his right hand, he took a chunk of meat, and slice it into two.
“If you do me well, I go come your house for night”
“You know my house?” Mallam asked surprised by the sudden offer. His eyes widen in surprise as Amina nodded, he had an erection immediately when Amina bite her lower lips seductively.
“Aminaaa!!!” A voice called out…
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|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 9:22am On Aug 17|
A Story By El Victor
“Aminaaa!!!” A voice called out happily behind, Amina turned to be embraced by a girl who is a teenager like her.
“Victor” Amina muttered in surprise.
Amina, refer to Victor’s twin Victoria as Victor. Victoria, stays in the City with her brother but came to the village for the weekend. They both has been friends from childhood hitherto, is through Victoria that Amina became friends with Victor. Amina and Victoria share a rare bond.
“You return, you no bother to come visit the love of your life” Amina frown crossing her hands across her stomach. Standing, a metre away is Victor, who is already stressed by the bag he held.
“Haba, Ami baby. Your husband say you enter PH go do baby nurse for your aunty” Victoria said defensively, Victor chuckled. He thought his sister didn’t subscribe to the lie he told earlier, he wonder the kind of babysitter Amina will be, she will just poison the child he thought.
“You dey mind Vickie, with small carrot” both girls giggle at Amina’s remark, Victor frowned.
“You don see am?” Victoria asked, while they laugh.
“Take your meat” Amina took the nylon from Mallam.
“No forget oh” he said happily, rubbing both palms together.
“I dey craze” Amina retorted.
“The meat plenty” Victoria felt the nylon.
Victor throw a knowing gaze at Amina, while she reciprocate with a wink.
“Come help me buy something” Victoria took Amina by her hand, and they all left the place.
Voices filter in the air, the farm land is mostly constituted with cassava. On the right part of the farm is covered with bushes. At the end and start also, a footpath pass through the left of the farm. And a big mango tree, is presently beside the footpath.
Three people approach the farm land, Victor leading the road without any farm tool. He ran quickly and climb the mango tree to pluck some ripe mangoes for everyone.
Just like the old days, Amina hold a hoe likewise Victoria. Both putting on a wrapper.
“When you dey go?” Amina asked her friend, as they both entered the farm land, to weed the growing grasses in the farm land.
“Na Sunday” they both untie their wrapper, putting on bumshort. They both bend low with the hoes, taking sides.
“Ehem, ona two they date?” Victoria asked, pointing at the mango tree. Amina shrugged.
“Em never ask me out”
“Amebo Victoria, you don come!” Victor exclaimed loudly on the mango tree, cursing under his breathe.
Victoria walk up to Amina, and whisper something to Amina.
Amina look at her with dreamy eyes, she nodded in agreement. They both went back to weeding, chatting randomly catching up old times.
At a sea shore, the moon beaming light rays filter into the sea, the radiation cruise reflection on the moon.
The turbulence sea waves, rage and water rise high-n-low making slacken sounds.
Slow foot-falls approach in a deceleration pace, breathe rush exhale slowly. A figure appear in the dimly lit corner, the moon shone the now illuminated figure. A human on panties, Amina look lost in her white panties.
“Where am I?” Escaped her lips.
She walk slowly on the moist sea sounds, she saw a manly figure facing the sea. She braces herself, walk straight to it, her hands shiver. She made several attempts to pull the figure sideways to face her but couldn’t, she became frustrated. And restless, she felt heavy.
Her eyes flung open, she felt a weight on her, she pushed something off her body. Quickly switch on the head lamp, and find nothing.
Panting heavily, sweaty. Her bra off, and her round breasts stood firm, moving at her breathing pace. Frighten, Wondering when she wore panties. She normally sleep Unclad under the sheet.
She felt cold all of a sudden, she stood up shivering. Ransack her wardrobe to get thick clothing, she put them on, lay back on the bed cuddling her pillow under the sheet.
The morning rays filter into the room a shadowy form, Nkechi mother rise from her slumber. Rub her two eyes, she took the Bible place beside her pillow and knelt beside her bed in prayer.
She whisper words of prayer silently for awhile.
Wonder why, Amina didn’t wake her up with her singing or music this Sunday morning. Has she ran away, this time not to escort her to church, she shrug.
She walk to the door, and push it open, stretch herself and yawn lazily. She walk sluggishly to the backyard, wanted to set fire to boil hot water for herself, she decided to still check on Amina if she is inside.
She push open the door to find her daughter shivering under the bed sheet, gnashing her teeth.
“Amina, are you okay?” She said, alarmed.
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What has happened to my Ami
|Re: Seductive Amina by Oyinprince(m): 9:00am On Aug 19|
A Story by El. Victor
“Amina, are you okay?” She asked, alarmed by the situation she find her daughter.
“Co…ld de..y ca. tc.h m.e” she stuttered, shivering under the duvet, her mother walk to the bed and sit on it, touch her forehead with her open palm.
“My go boil hot water for you”
Amina nodded in response, she left the room for the kitchen. Since there is light, she switch on the socket connected with a rectangular electric stove, that has four pots cooker. Poured water to a pot and put it on the electric stove.
She went to her room, took some money in her purse and the house. She didn’t walk long, she find a chemist, bought some tablets with a bottle of mineral, fanta precisely. Amina’s favorite.
She busied herself in the kitchen preparing rice, with hot pepper soup. She took fresh fish, stored in the fridge at the corner of the kitchen. She spoon some pepper soup to a plate, took it to Amina’s room.
“Sit down, so that you go drink” Amina slowly, rest her back on the wall. She open her mouth as her mother spoon filled her.
40 minutes Later . . .
Her mother already dressed, with expensive George wrapper and women’s famous top. Push open Amina’s door. Amina is getting better slowly.
“I wan go church, no forget to take that drugs oh” she instructed Amina, pulled the door closed and left.
An Hour Later . . .
The door flung open by Victor, Amina smiled wearily at him. He was shocked to see Amina shivering under the duvet, he has never in his life heard or seen her sick. Anytime she teased him sicky sicky, he will only complain how she is immune to sickness.
“How come?” Amina chuckled, he felt her pulse, he went into the kitchen and took a bowl poured some hot water he took from the boiling pot on the electric stove. Return back to the room, he took a little shirt and soak it in the bucket.
He squeeze the water out of it, place the warmth shirt on her forehead. And some part of her body, he exhaled afterwards.
“I no know say, you dey caring like this. I go sick oh” Amina joked.
“I no understand” he eyed her, took the bowl and the wet little shirt. Dried the little shirt on the rope and kept the bowl in the kitchen. He went back to the room, to find Amina on her feet.
“My go brush, so that we go do” she wink at him.
“Why your mouth no follow you sick?” They both laugh, and left the room.
In a sitting room, a television is on. The source of the only sound in the room, Amina who is sitted on a chair. Her flawless long legs wiggling on a wooden table. Viewing the drama acted on the screen, the door to the sitting room open. Her mother step, looking tired and exhausted. She slum on the unoccupied chair, at the side of the door.
Removing her heels.
“Mama welcome” Amina said, took a bite from an apple she held, her mother nodded in response.
“Ehem!” She deep her hand in her handbag, brought typed papers bind together with rubber rings, she dropped it on a table. She is a teacher to primary 3 pupils, in the village community primary school.
“Help me mark am” Amina frown, she removed her wig, and walk sluggishly into the room. Not minding her daughter’s opinion. Is Tuesday, and Amina do not have exams to write and she decided to stay back at home instead of going to the school. she chew the apple quickly, and sneak out of the room.
The night was dark, ’cause the moon wasn’t up to give it’s light. two voices were discussing lowly beside a bush, close to the road, this road of the village rarely have passer-by because is at the outskirt and there is three or less houses inhabited by the villagers who lives in this area. That the road serve as route.
“You sure say she go pass this road?” The one with baritone quiz.
“Yes, I followed her” another smooth voice respond.
“Em go visit that mumu boy” another voice added.
“I go chop that girl turn, turn. She no go ever forget this night” the one with baritone vowed.
“Give me the torch”
“She dey come!”
Everywhere became silent.
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|Re: Seductive Amina by DivineSpecial(f): 5:02pm On Aug 19|
Amina where you they go this night? hmm
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