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Jackossky:
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~Story of a quiet Yoruba Demon~

Chapter 5 (Continuation)

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This chapter is adulterated, not suitable for readers under 18... Parental guidance is advised.

Jeez! They said that time waits for nobody, I am the one waiting for time now, waiting for when the closing bell would be rung. Isaac already gave me the assurance that I can spend as much time as I want, he would be in the hostel with Saheed after school and when I am through with Olamide, I should come around to inform him. What a pal of life he is.

The aura emanating from me today is different, anticipating when my lesson would start with Olamide. All my head could think of is 'Onomatopoeia, pun, litotes, hyperbole, Irony and the rest' I don't want to disappoint myself today, I just sat on my desk, rephrasing what I have learnt overnight, the activities going on in my head proliferated incessantly.

Finally, it was closing, I haven't seen Olamide. I was discomfited, all the joy in me was about to be submersed in nothingness. My anticipation, elucubration and preparation was all in vain... I guess I was played.
Stupid Tolu.

'Tolu! TOLU'
My train of thought crashed when I heard the piercing voice of whom I had been hoping for. When I saw her silhouette figure, a smile found its way to my face, I think I'm in Lust.



'Tolu, I am sorry I'm late, Mrs Freda is just releasing me from her office, I thought you would have gone home' she said precipitatedly.

My heart is already melted and I cant think of what to say. I just nodded my head as I acquiesced to her plea.

'So, where are we having the lesson now or you will wait till tomorrow?'

'*Smiles*, I already prepared a class' she triumphantly retorted, taking a grasp of my hand as she led the way to one of the classes at the extreme edge of the building. The class has been unused for some time now and less student frequent that area. I asked if she knows where she is going and she told me not to worry, the class is already prepared.

We finally got to the said class, it was oddly neat and a desk was placed at the angle 90� of the class. I quickly brought out my jotter that I will make use of in teaching her. Some salient points were already recorded in it and it will serve as a reminder should I forget any key word.

I cleared my throat, beckoning her to have her seat but she was feeling a bit uneasy. I noticed it when we were coming here but I kept the thought to myself, she is the one that knows what she is anxious about.

'Please give me a minute' she said with a pretentious look of calmness on her.

'it's okay, just be fast'


She left and was back in a jiffy, now she seems more comfortable or should I say she went to learn the mastery of concealing her emotions?

I quickly delved into action, talking about the different figures of speech, I gave her an example like onomatopoeia, we both laughed about the name.
You see 'Onomatopoeia is a figure of speech that makes use of the sound of an object to represent or describe that object. E.g, the grnnn grnnn of the telephone, the papapa pupu pum pum skya of the music, the shhhh of the snake, l was making up different sounds to depict an item and she also added her quota, it wasn't long before she told me I should allow her to have a quick nap, saying it won't be more than two minutes.

I wanted to object but I saw that we were almost through, so I gave her the go ahead to quickly take the nap.

She then laid her head on the desk, I was gazing at the book, looking at the next example to give her and I think I sensed something odd.

I could feel a hand gently caressing my thigh, sending shrills and tingling sensation to my fragile brain, I looked down and I saw she had her hands on my lap. I wanted to stop her, I wanted to...

Before my brain could process the next line of action , her hand already made a bold attempt at fiddling with my zip, I felt my body stiffened, my di*k (panshan) is already rock hard, my hands were just on the desk, lost on what to do. Seeing the budge, it seems it was the go ahead she was looking for as she made use of both her hands now, zipping off my trouser and yanking the soft fabric debarring panshan from erecting fully.
The moment it was torn, panshan arose like a mighty hero , a hero with his helmet on fire.

A part of me wanted to run away but the preponderant part want to do this. I'm no more myself and I easily gave in, the sordid part of me winning the conflicting war, she must have seen the resolution in me and the fire burning in my eyes, the flames of desire in her was already an inferno
Holding the already erected Panshan, she sassily spat on the shaft, moisturising the tip as she uses her hand to lubricate the remaining fleshy part that was all begging for her unwavering attention.

I guess the size of Panshan shocked her because she started running her hands back and forth in a ferocious manner.

She slowed down and was now going gently, moans of the orgy escaping my lips as I gasped in excitement.

Without informing me, she guided Panshan into her mouth... Awwwww.. Aaaaaw... I screamed in ecstasy, whining her mouth on Panshan, I don't know when I start to speak in tongues, mumbling incoherent words as her mouth makes slurping sound on Panshan.

All licentious video I watched was replaying in my head, I couldn't believe this sensual feeling, Panshan was fully aroused, I was so lost in her mouth gig that I didn't know When she loosened my belt, taking her mouth off, panshan dangled in the air greedily wanting to have more.
Hmmm, panshan must be Oliver twist.
She dragged me up, melting her lips on mine and her right hand still caressing panshan slowly...
She bent down this time around, sliding panshan into her mouth with her face looking up as we exchange Ineffable looks of pleasure, she seem to be a pro at this, kneeling down and was using the tip of her tongue to tingle the shaft, I felt this wave of pleasure hitting me left and right, I closed my eyes and WHAAAAARM!!!!

Someone mistakenly barged into the class ��

Awwwww




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Jackossky:
*INSATIABLE*
~Story of a quiet Yoruba Demon~
Chapter 1


'' When you get back from school, make sure you clean the house and read, I would be back by 5pm and heaven helps you if u don't finish what I asked you to do'' My mum ordered


She was in a hurry to leave home, she has two shops, one at Agbara and the other at Round about, a very busy suburb that is not too far from home.

Yesterday night, she already told me that her supplier would be coming very early in the morning and she has to be there to inspect the goods, besides, she has some complaints about the last goods the man supplied.


I nodded my head in affirmation, I have to get to school very early, I am in the final class which is ss3, I feel elated when I cogitate about it, my house has been something like a *mini* prison.

You might want to ask about my dad, he is a soldier and rarely comes homes. My siblings and I do look forward to his home coming because to us, he is the best dad. We pray that one day, he should be transferred back to Lagos state as he currently serves in the Eastern region.

It is funny how people adores and give adulation to their mothers and most do prefer their mom to their dad, but in the Senayon's family, we all preferred Daddy; maybe it is because we seldomly see him or because he pampers us.

That doesn't mean we don't love our mum, we all do but just that when she decides to chide us, even our neighbours sits down to learn how to discipline a child.

Yea, mum can be so hot tempered but when she loves, the feeling is euphoric.

In the Senayon's family, I happened to be the eccentric one, I am the eldest and this singles me out for many reasons.

My sister Ewatomi, shortened to Ewa and my lil brother Sola had all gone to school, they would be back by 4pm in the evening.
It wasn't long before I left home with Momma, even though I'm the odd one, my sibling still sees me as the favorite.


''... the Jihad war spearheaded by Uthman Dan Fodio in the year 1804... '' Mr Ezekiel was saying with his usual theatrical voice.
He was still teaching about the pre-colonial era when.... 'gbagan gbagan gbagan' the school bell rang.

Immediately, noise started erupting from various corners of the classroom and Mr Ezekiel had to stop teaching.

It was time for break.

Almost everyone went out, those that didn't already distributed themselves into cliques. Funny enough, I have two friends In the class but they have all gone for the break.
They are so understanding and knew I wasn't in the mood for chit-chat, so they left quietly. One thing is that, they know I was different, one would have called me an introvert but seeing my attitude when I am happy or when I am with some boring guys, one would know I am very gregarious and a guy once told me that I am one of the few extrovert he has come across in the school and this was because he saw me arguing with others and enwisdomizing them in the process .

Thinking much has been my speciality, I am the reticent type and all my actions undergo series of thoughts, I do feel left out sometimes and I try to be rational and proactive, I don't do things to jeopardise my family's name, Secular things like clubbing, hanging out with friends at night, attending of birthday parties or going to beach is not in my dictionary. I do all these not because I am a pious person but because I am afraid it might dent my family's image, afraid my dad might hear about it and think ill of me.

There is a way I am being uphold in the society and I don't want to besmirch that.


Everyone in my environment wish of having someone like me, to most, I am a Saint.

Even in ss3, I never had a girlfriend, not because I don't like girls but because I have a higher taste.
The Internet might have exposed me academically, made me to be ahead of my peers but one thing it also did was to usher me into the dark world of debauchery.

'Tolu, are you not going out for break' Chinaza said, as she could be seen cat-walking towards me.

Ooh! How are you Chinaza? Yes, I wanted to rest a little and I will be out, in short, I'm on my way out. I said sarcastically.

'I am fine and make sure you buy something for me ooo' She replied.

Chinaza is a classmate of mine whom Isaac and Saheed have been telling me that the girl is giving me greenlight, but hey! I am too shy, young, naive and scared according to most, so I don't really talk to her or to girls in general...


I just finished buying what I wanted to eat when the bell was rang by the absolute timekeeper Emmanuel, signalling everyone to come back to class. I walked in my care-free manner and kept my eatables in the bag, with the thought of munching them later.

We finally had the ultimate class for that day and when I decided to eat what I bought earlier, Saheed and Isaac grabbed the egg roll from my hand and ate, I just smiled and left it to them.
The plastic mineral was taken by Chinaza and I left the school hungry.

When I got home, I had to do what mom asked, as I was doing it, only one thought popped into my mind, 'When will I leave home?'

Thought of leaving home has been in my mind for ages, the thought of freedom, emancipation from domestic chores and the opportunity to live as you like.

The way ladies act and react to guys that is in tertiary schools have always drive me insane.

The Waec examination is coming soon and this is the consolation I needed as I did my work.
Mom just want us to bring home that exquisite result, we are barred from visiting friends or partying, the kind of person I am made the matter worse as I spent most of my days after school in the room with my phone.

My phone has been my companion since 10,000 BC, it was a Nokia 2700, one of the modern gadget we had then, having such phone is a rare privilege.

Dad got it for me when he once came back home, saying he bought it for me as the eldest in the house and he needs to connect with me.


My two pals don't visit me at home, they felt my mum is too stringent. Saheed is a boarder student so he doesn't leave school while Isaac is a cousin of mine, who later won the finest boy in 'Apex High school' months later, after the mock exam.

Everyone felt it is cool to stay at home after coming back from school or during weekends, it is advocated by almost everyone in the community and they see me as the perfect example for others.

'Se oori Tolu ni? Omo daada, ojo wo loripe o rin irin ku rin, abi pe o pe de Lati ile iwe (Don't you see Tolu? a good boy, which day have you seen him walking aimlessly or coming back late from school?) Mama Segun was heard saying to Segun who came home late.

You see, I am used as a reference point, and it was a responsibility I am mandated to uphold or so I thought.

Iya Biliki had once left me alone with Biliki in their house, a girl who is in Ss2 and has developed all the female features a man is looking for. That is the level of trust she had in me in a morally decayed society.

They surmised I was sacrosanct and different from others, unknowing to them, I was not just depraved in mind, I was the devil's henchman as I later came to find out.

What happened that afternoon is innefable, my lewd heart was left with its clandestine desires, my body quakes at the incident that was about to happen.
I was like a cat left with a fish, a fish that wants to be eaten and a cat whose dream is about to come true.

If only mama Biliki knew who I was, if only she had known what my lecherous heart is capable of.

Here is what happened...

Mention me. In the next episode pls nice job bro.