Screwface:

Oh please just shut your trap! Ban me when next I make a comment on this thread, only then will I take you serious.
And as for you, foxy and your group of clowns and clique, you can bring on whatever you have, I'l be right here! It's weekend and I've got time. But for the main time, tell the nusiance to just Bleep off! Including you. And just a little info on you, You are indeed Screwed. Next time, read Zubby's updates without sentiments and be schooled.

Good morning sir,
Please can you be less acidic with your comments? The individual (foxy) you have been attacking has not even said a word to you since you began your caustic jihad against both his e-character and also, suprisingly, his person. Make your points in the most mature of ways please so he can accept it. Vulgar attacks on him (foxy) will only result to him not giving a listening ear to your suggestions since you've placed his ego on bet. Advice presented on a friendly pattern is more accepted than that served with excess salt.
Now, if manshyne, foxy and his non-existent band of 'clowns' start attacking you on this thread (since you said you've got enough time and ready), won't that lead to derailing the thread just like you cited Mazi's case?
''Cry, but don't cry more than the bereaved''.

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donigspain: Good morning sir,
Please can you be less acidic with your comments? The individual (foxy) you have been attacking has not even said a word to you since you began your caustic jihad against both his e-character and also, suprisingly, his person. Make your points in the most mature of ways please so he can accept it. Vulgar attacks on him (foxy) will only result to him not giving a listening ear to your suggestions since you've placed his ego on bet. Advice presented on a friendly pattern is more accepted than that served with excess salt.
Now, if manshyne, foxy and his non-existent band of 'clowns' start attacking you on this thread (since you said you've got enough time and ready), won't that lead to derailing the thread just like you cited Mazi's case?
''Cry, but don't cry more than the bereaved''.

Lolz. Foxy, nice try. "The peace maker". Another of your alternate ID's playing your other roles. I don't have any problems with this, just open another thread for the poems!

Coldplay007:
LOL! I tire o.. How many NL monicker does this foxy guy have self? You are an attention junkie..
You just dey log in and out with different username to comment on this thread..
How come its only popular threads that he defaces with his horrible poems?
Foxy!! The truth is this..you will never be as good a writer as Zubby or Mazi... I think we should all stop responding to this guy!! we are just feeding him with the attention he craves...

Lol, am now foxy because I preached peace and not join you guys in your slander against him?
On the second bolded, when did this turn to a comparism class? Why try to create jealousy amongst writers? For your information, this is NOT literature section. Here in sexuality we don't compare. We are all unique in our different ways. We are one united front which cannot be divided by comments such as yours. PEACE!

Screwface:

Lolz. Foxy, nice try. "The peace maker". Another of your alternate ID's playing your other roles. I don't have any problems with this, just open another thread for the poems!

I guess you are new on sexuality to ever think foxy and I are same person. Foxy never hides under other unrelated monickers. Everyone knows his trademark monicker is foxy then with other variance such as foxy_rebirth, foxy_ultimate, foxy_bone and others. He ain't a coward to hide under an unrelated monicker.

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This is just exactly how the DERAILING starts and later foxy will be blamed
Am sorry Zubby for my comments IF and only IF they went off topic.

Chapter 102

A kiss was planted on my lips as soon as we got inside the room.

''What did you do in Germany, Austin'' she asked when our mouths separated.

''Work. I worked at a restaurant'' I said.

''Did you mean to tell me that you didn't sell drugs like every other guy'' she asked.

I shook my head.
''I didn't see anybody to teach me how to deal on drugs'' I sad.

''How on earth did you buy a New BMW if you didn't sell drugs'' she said and smiled.

''God, it was God's hand work'' I said.
They said God was the answer to every problem. It was then that I knew what it meant.

She didn't believe me but who cared. I didn't know who she was, we just met at a beach. If she was going to hear about drugs from me, then we needed to get more involved first.

She was wearing a transparent night gown which revealed her naked buttocks. She was also wearing a leg bangle which I hated in girls but not that night.

She grabbed my dicck and squeezed it. It was already getting up when I sensed she wore nothing under the gown.

She smiled and squeezed it some more while my idle hand moved to her chest and squeezed her two balls at the same time. There was no Bra too.

Somehow I decided to take over. Most women wanted their men to take over every action.
I knew Maria thought she was a big girl, bigger than Ozoigbondu, afterall she had a Rav4 SUV while I was on a car. The odds were on her because she was a woman.
A woman who bought a bicycle by herself should be naturally considered more hardworking than a man who bought a motorcycle. That was how our world worked.

''How did you go to Europe Maria'' I asked while squeezing her soft buttocks.

''My madam took us to Mali and we flew from there to Paris, then we used train to Italy'' she said.

Her Madam? It could be madam Grace or any other madam but I didn't want to go further. Those people were like cults. If she found out I knew or had something to do with Madam Grace and the missing Jennifer, I could be in trouble.

I bent down and carried her frail body up as she crossed her hands around my neck to support herself.

We kissed in that position before I moved three steps forward and placed her slowly on the bed.

Damn, I left my cloths in the sitting room and my wallet which contained the condom was inside the trousers.

''Excuse me'' I said and walked back to the room.

''What are you doing with my trouser, miss ''No talking' '' I asked.
She threw them quickly back on the chair and stood facing me...

The mutter was searching my cloths.

''I, I wanted to keep it inside for you''. She murmured.

Maria had heard us talking and came out of her room.

I grabbed the trouser and started to wear it.

''What is going on here'' Maria asked.

I told her to ask her partner.

''What is the Problem Juliet'' she asked.

Really' her name was Juliet. Such a nice name for a non talking thief.

Juliet kept quiet.

''She was searching my cloths when I came in here and I am leaving this place right away'' I said to Maria.

''I suppose it was you people's plan all through. I thought you were a big girl'' I said to Maria as I locked my belt and grabbed my shirt.

''Wait here, what do you mean it was our plan? You think I sent her to search your pocket'' she said as she moved forward and gave Juliet a hot slap.

''So it was you who stole Tony's watch here Juliet?'' she said.

She said Juliet had stolen her visitor's watch and denied it.

Maria was convincingly angry and said that Juliet was leaving the house first thing in the morning.

''I brought you here to brush you up and send you to Europe only to insult me in front of my guest, see your life, you are going back to Benin Tomorrow'' she said.

I had finished wearing my cloths and was watching the bashing and slapping she was giving Juliet.

''Enough! Stop slapping her. I don't like it. you can send her to Europe if you want, its not my business. You just have to make her stop embarrassing you''. I said.

Juliet went back inside her room with red face and tears in her eyes. It touched me somehow, It made me realise that she may not be in control of herself.
It also occurred to me that some of the People I had p,unished for doing wrong things to me may not have been in total control of themselves.

Chinelo, Madam Landlady etc. These people may have been possessed by evil spirits which they couldn't control or subdue.

The World was sick and the people who were supposed to help out were thieves and scammers.

" “Let me never fall into the vulgar
mistake of dreaming that I am
persecuted whenever I am
contradicted.”"

Zubby pls say your opinion about all these attacks and counter attacks on mr fox. Your say would be final since you are the sole owner of this threa imo. Thanks

abeg make una shove una abuse /discussion for another thread.

donigspain: This is just exactly how the DERAILING starts and later foxy will be blamed
Am sorry Zubby for my comments IF and only IF they went off topic.

U have been here talking rubbish instead of u to go to ur thread and update .

The uniqueness of Zubby's thread which makes it a bit diff from other ones is that he does not reply or even have time for derailers cos he believes in' silence is the best ansa to a ...'

Enof is a word for the wise

ZUBY77: Chapter 102


" “Let me never fall into the vulgar
mistake of dreaming that I am
persecuted whenever I am
contradicted.”"

Thumbs up.Ride on chairman.

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I have been overtaken by ZUBY;s update.waooh.I like the way you updates.

solaceguy: Even Mr Chukwudi may not be in control of himself, right?

;DYea i think so

Ozoigbondu thanks for the regular updates despite ur tight schedule really appreciative of the efforts..Meanwhile no one shud drag thread owner to d ongoing bickerings..they'll phase and d thread wud jst keep going stronger!The only thing d@ can shutdown dis thread is if NL goes down or nufin!
To Zubbyy I say more oil to your fingers..Gracias

freezzz: Zubby pls say your opinion about all these attacks and counter attacks on mr fox. Your say would be final since you are the sole owner of this threa imo. Thanks

'Sometins are better left unsaid man' we just moving on, we no dey see am.

So oga Zubby, since u came bke from europe, u've not falling ill? I have not read where u visited hospital to check urself. Or u do d self medication thing, as per 9ja style.

Wizee: So oga Zubby, since u came bke from europe, u've not falling ill? I have not read where u visited hospital to check urself. Or u do d self medication thing, as per 9ja style.

From the time i returned from Europe to the time where we are now is not more than four or five months.Thats not a long time.

And i have not slept in any hospital since 1988 December when i did the appendix operation.

ZUBY77:




From the time i returned from Europe to the time where we are now is not more than four or five months.Thats not a long time.

And i have not slept in any hospital since 1988 December when i did the appendix operation.

Wow u dnt mean it what is the secret.

Zuby,u are not alone on that. Never been to any hospital since 1997 and sometimes I wonder if I'm normal

Nice work zuby. Your story got mi glued to fone since 3 days ago frm page 1 to 89. Av learnt alot frm ur story. More into ink to ur pen.

w0w!!! From page 1-89, what a ride.
Zubby I have been held captive by ur story; ur illustrative description has made me a willing hostage.
I totally abadoned an exciting collection of African literature books here in our library just so I could catch up with this page.
The closest word that describes you is 'astute'.
Thank you for sharing the pages of your life with us....#JAHbless!!

Chapter 103

''Please don't go, I beg you''. Maria turned and said to me.

At that moment, it dawned on me that non of my friends or relatives knew exactly where I was.
I had just made another mistake of following someone to her house without telling my people.
I was going to continue the risk until daybreak.

Maria held my hand and pulled me slowly back to the room. We sat on the bed and talked until she was able to tease me back into removing my cloths.

My phone and my wallet was among the things Juliet could have stolen. There wasn't much money with me that night, just a little over N10,000 left but my phone, I wouldn't forgive anybody who stole my phone. My phone was my lifeline. I already had Chukwudi to deal with, I needed no other distraction.

''Thanks for understanding me'' Maria said as she pulled my Trousers down and squeezed my balls.

The usual sexuall smile had returned to her face.
I got up and removed my entire clothes except the boxers. Maria had laid down on the bed with her back. One of her legs was raised up and bent on the bed.

I pulled the gown up to her waistline and slipped two fingers into her well shaven matured cunnt.
She moaned softly as I pushed the fingers in and out of her. She spread her hands wide in ecstatic manner.
Few moments later, her cunnt became wet and slippery. She had climaxed once and was begging me to fvcck her.

I stood up and pulled down my boxers in one fast swoop. I grabbed the wallet on the table and brought out a condom.

''I don't use Gold circle condoms'' Maria said from the bed.
She got up quickly and headed for her bag. The night gown had covered the cunnt I was looking at a few seconds ago.
It seemed like taking a biscuit away from a two year old kid but I endured it.

Thirty seconds later, she brought out a Durex condom and opened one. I walked like a goat to her and she slipped it perfectly on my dicck, then she bent down and pulled off the entire nightgown.

Her two balls dangled like bats hanging head-down on a tree branch.

I pushed her back down on the bed and slowly climbed her.
The old missionary style never disappointed as I slipped my dicck inside of her and started pumping. She was an expert.
Her waist vibrated in rhythm with my thrust and sent sensational pleasure waves to my brain.
Some minutes later, she turned me around and mounted. She pumped and vibrated her waist until I couldn't hold back the sperms any longer. I busted out the thick liquids into the rubber and collapsed under her. She smiled as she climbed down and tore some tissue paper to remove the used condom.

I laid on the bed beside Maria and tickled her nipples. She was also hovering her hand all over my body until my dicck woke up once more.

''one more condom'' I said. She smiled and jumped up to her bag.

The second rounds was always better. It simply meant more time since it took the sperm longer period of time to come out.

I turned Maria face down on the bed and mounted her from behind. Her slightly protruded buttocks made the cunnt to be visible from behind even while she laid flat on the bed. Still I put a pillow under her to bring the buttocks even higher.
The cunnt opened up as I slightly spread her legs apart.
In one sweet swoop, my dicck entered inside her and started moving in and out slowly.
There was no need to rush anything since it was apparent that she enjoyed it.

''Do it harder baby'' I heard her say. It was time to increase the tempo and that was what I did.

''Ooh Fvck me baby'' she said over and over again as she climaxed and climaxed the second time before I came.

I pulled out my dicck from her and caressed the entrance of her cunnt slowly with my hand. She felt good and relaxed after several seconds.

I got up and removed the condom from my dicck, kept it on the floor and moved back to the bed alongside her.

She came close and perched on my chest as we touched some sensitive parts of our bodies until the sleep came.

We woke up around 9am and went to the sitting room. Julie had already packed her bag and was waiting for transport money back to Benin.

''Maria listen, I don't know what you promised this girl but if you wanted to help her, you can still do it. I don't need to be feeling guilty of being the reason why you sent her home'' I said.

''I am going back to Benin, just give me money for transport'' Julie countered.

Maria tried to talk her down but she had decided to go long before I even met them. She wasn't happy all along and I wondered why. Perhaps she didn't like the kind of life Maria lived. She must have seen numerous men in their apartment and figured out that it was only a matter of time before her life turned into that. She might even have been forced to sleep with a man against her wish.
I guessed she was looking for money to run away but that didn't explain the missing watch.

I didn't want to get too involved with them anyway, therefore I just waved the thoughts and asked Maria to drive me back to my new house where I left my car.

Sometime after 10am, Ifeanyi called me. Chukwudi had been spotted at the wharf.

''I want you to approach him slowly. Greet him and tell him that you were looking for a clearing agent who could clear your brother's Mitsubishi bus coming in from Germany. He will definitely tell you that he is an agent. Ask him how much it would cost and get back to me'' I had told Ifeanyi.

He called me back later and gave me updates.
As expected, Chukwudi had jumped into the deal and said since it was a loaded bus, it would cost N220,000. Perfect!.
Ifeanyi had collected Chukwudi's two phone numbers. One of them was the same with the one Chukwudi gave me.

Chukwudi had given me one number and gave Ifeanyi two. The criminal characteristics continued.

I asked Ifeanyi to come to Surulere. There was a Chicken restaurant at the end of Adetola street, we met there an hour later.

He told me everything that transpired between him and Chukwudi. Chukwudi had promised to clear the car in two days and even said that he could start work with his own money as soon as the bill of lading got to him.
I expected that. I was actually banking on that because I had hoped to persuade him to clear the vehicle with his own money and get the refund at the point of collection.

I called Johnson who said the car had been shipped and the bill of loading would be in Nigeria by the following tuesday which was three working days away.

I gave Ifeanyi another N2000. His money remained N13,000 although he didn't see it that way but it was left for me to teach him mathematics later.

" We must expect reverses, even
defeats. They are sent to teach us
wisdom and prudence, to call forth
greater energies, and to prevent our
falling into greater disasters."

uhmmmm.. I m currently at Enugu Ukwu in Anambra State.


I will leave this place by 6pm. If you are around this area, holla at me...

A bottle of stout beer can help us both.

ZUBY77: uhmmmm.. I m currently at Enugu Ukwu in Anambra State.


I will leave this place by 6pm. If you are around this area, holla at me...

A bottle of stout beer can help us both.

This is one of the uniqueness of this ur thread ZUBY. U try to connect with ur fans. Keep it up bro while we will keep following like twitter.


Regards.

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Thinking aloud *wish i can telepot myself to that place*

olenyi:

This is one of the uniqueness of this ur thread ZUBY. U try to connect with ur fans. Keep it up bro while we will keep following like twitter.


Regards.

Despite what anybody out there may think, I m still a street boy.

I call my friends on the phone. Over 90% of the recharge credit sent to me was used to call my fans, All males and a female.

I m not greedy, I m not wicked but i obey laws, my own laws mostly.

I was a poor boy, especially in the area of forgiveness.

But i am different now.

Some of you use present words to judge my past but remember that i was 26 in 2006.

For Foxy birth's poem, please let him be. If you love my stories well enough, you wont worry abou that.

Nobody can derail this story, not seun osewa, not moderators and not foxy.

I , Ozoigbondu is the only person who can derail this thread, and you know how.

We all know! More grease to your elbow.