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I saw this diary yesterday & i had to read all night just to catch up;though some parts sounds weird like Banging of Chioma the born again.Guy to bang girls no be direct visa esp.virgin.Few girls will allow that on the first date but all your first date na direct even me wey i get pointed nose with red lips get turned down at times.Nice write up bro but pls ensure to tell us what happened to your victims in future.

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Zadok407:
I saw this diary yesterday & i had to read all night just to catch up;though some parts sounds weird like Banging of Chioma the born again.Guy to bang girls no be direct visa esp.virgin.Few girls will allow that on the first date but all your first date na direct even me wey i get pointed nose with red lips get turned down at times.Nice write up bro but pls ensure to tell us what happened to your victims in future.

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My guy....e be like say i sabee u wella oo.. But by the way hw balo na, i heard hym and blackbody dy stay kd. Would love to get in touch bro wen next u online.

... How far!!

EPISODE 35

“Are you Kenny?” I asked

“You don’t like what you see?” She asked. I was already hyperventilating and couldn’t just believe my eyes. She was very much older than the age she told me and looking at her, I could deduce that she was nothing less than 30. She was fair, tall and had enough curves to go along with it.

“Are you married” that was the only question I could muster at that particular moment. She smiled a bit before looking at her phone and asked me to enter the car. I obeyed because at this point, I wasn’t reasoning clearly again. I entered the car, and she drove me to one of the expensive lodges around the town.

“Can you drive” She asked me. I laughed hard that she started suspecting if she cracked a joke.

“Funny?” She asked

“No” I replied, “Just that I can’t drive” I answered.

“I will teach you” She said. “No problems” I replied back while taking a good look at the cute Toyota camry she ws cruising around with. We got to the lodge and we headed straight for the bar that was close within it’s compound.

“Just Smirnoff” I replied the bar man when he asked what I would love to take.

“Stop acting like a girl, come on” She said with a smile “Take something heavier like a real man” She said while touching my laps. I knew this wasn’t right and something somewhere was not going on fine. Everytime I thought of asking more questions about her, I look at her body shape and my dicck responds positively.

“Beer is bitter, and I don’t like it” I managed to say. She agreed and the drinks were served with some chicken laps and we started drinking and gisting.

“So what do you do” She asked. I didn’t know whether to change on all I have told her before about myself or stick to my previous profile.

“But I told you before?” I asked. She smiled and gave me a shocker I never expected. “I forgot all you told me because I was interested in masturbating with your picture. So remind me again?” she pleaded. I couldn’t hold the laughter and I had to just give it out. She smiled along and asked me to answer her.

“I just graduated and will be going for service a year from now” I answered. “Wow, that is beautiful” she replied. I was confused as to why she loved the fact that I was just a graduate, but I held my peace.

“What about you?” I asked

“I am a business woman, I own lots of shops at the main market in town” She said

“Wow” I shouted “You must be rich” I added. She smiled and held my hand close to her boobs, maybe it was an intentional way to show me that she is really endowed. I could feel the cleavage and the breast size; I just kept smiling as my hands remained there.

“Are you married” I asked again

“No, I am not” She replied with a mean face. “I don’t really need a husband, I just need someone that can understand me and make me feel like a woman” she said emotionally.
“If you make me feel like a woman, I swear you will enjoy every bit of me” She continued. Deep down within me, I wondered what exactly she meant by feeling like a woman, but I didn’t bother asking about that, so as not to look like a learner. We finished discussing and we entered back into her car and she dropped me off very close to my compound. The street guys saw me coming out of a super neat car, but they never knew who the driver was, till she drove past them. I raised a peace sign with my hands for them as I gallantly marched inside our compound.

The next few days, we were busy talking and phone, exchanging nude pics and sending nude videos of ourselves. Her body was so hot that if in contact with a fuel, could blow up everywhere. I was already fantasizing, thinking and even fvcking her in my brain.

“I would love you to come around for the weekend in my house” She said during one of our chats

“When”? I asked

“This weekend” She replied. I quickly accepted the offer and prepared a lie that would be great to tell my parents about. On Thursday, I quickly reminded my dad that I was going to Agbani to visit a friend who wanted me to help him with his project in Electrical design.

“When did you become so knowledgeable in Engineering, that you now help people design? “ Daddy asked me with a curious face. I just dropped some life changing lies and he immediately gave me some transport fare, and I made way to Aunty Kenny’s house.

“Give the bike man the phone” She ordered me when it seems like I was already missing my way to her house. After speaking with the bike man, the man quickly dropped me at her location immediately. It was a big compound with her staying in one of the flats inside the compound. When I entered into the house, I looked around and saw some inscriptions but never knew what it actually meant.

“You scared?” she asked and I quickly readjusted and smiled at her. “No” I said while trying to hold down my breath.

“Have a seat, let me get you something to drink” She said. I quickly took the next seat available and sat down, looking still unease while staring at those inscriptions and artworks on the wall of the house. She brought the drinks, and I thanked her for it.

“I know you don’t take alcohol, so I kept these for you specially” She said with a smile. “This is your house, so feel free to do anything you like”. She said before taking permission to go to the kitchen to continue with her cooking. I sat down there, with my mind racing towards several things and so many things at once. Like you may guess right, I was calculating the probability of me getting killed and buried right inside this big house. But as a big boy, I kept my cool and sipped my drink in peace. After she finished from the kitchen, she quickly had her bath and moved to the parlor to stay with me. We watched a lot of movies before I knew it, it was already night. We had shower together and we headed straight for the bed.

We cuddled up, while she was stoking my dick, I was the feeling the wetness in her pussy and was fingering it with my middle finger. She kept rotating her waist and gave me one of her boob to suck, while I sucked it and kept biting her nipple lightly. She was moaning greatly till I could feel water dripping right from her pussy… I quickly undressed, brought out my condom, before she rejected the condom.

“I am clean, so nothing to fear about” She said. I was reluctant at first, but after much pleading, I just took chances and allowed her. I was already looking forward to sucking her pussy, before she looked at me and asked me to stop again.

“Whats that”? I asked surprised and disappointed

“I don’t want it from there” She replied with a mean face.

“Meaning what”? I asked backed almost immediately

“Before you fvck me, you must do something” She replied with a face I have never seen before

“What’s that” I asked with my heart already beating twice it speed, and I looked at the clock to know the time, incase it was something I couldn’t do, and behold it was 1:00am in the morning.

“Tell me, what is that you want me to do first” I asked almost confused, but she kept smiling before she now let it out!!

“I want you to…”

“Jesus” I shouted!!

To Be Continued!!!

***********“There is nothing bad in it, it just you that is scared” Kenny said "Just do it"********************
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“Hello who is this?” I asked



“Turn back” the voice said…
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Episode 36 ongoing at http://topwritersden.com/memo-of-a-male-sex-addict/36/

BiafranBushBoy:
EPISODE 35



***********“There is nothing bad in it, it just you that is scared” Kenny said "Just do it"********************
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“Hello who is this?” I asked



“Turn back” the voice said…
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Episode 36 ongoing at http://topwritersden.com/memo-of-a-male-sex-addict/36/

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BiafranBushBoy:
No be by pointed nose ooo ...\\You wan learn the skills??

Uncle Bush! I see you are back from your self imposed exile.
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... How far!!

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Episode 36

“I haven’t done that before please” I tried pleading “And moreover, it is not hygienic” I said while trying to convince her.

“There is nothing bad in it, it just you that is scared” Kenny said, while holding my hands and romancing it carefully. She quickly went into position, adjusted her ass, while I started licking her anus hole. It was a little bit disgusting at first, but I believed that she was looking too clean and neat for any disease to be transferred. I kept sucking her butt hole, and she was holding my head tighter, as if she wanted to force my tongue and my head inside her anus.

“Move down the pussy baby” She said, and I quickly rushed down there like a hungry lion, devouring every little juice inside the pussy. She used her hands and spread it wide apart, and the hole was quite wide. I jumped up in surprise and looked at her confused.

“Any problems baby” She asked me.

“No, I smiled and went back to what I was doing. Her pussy hole was wide enough that I believed my fist would go inside easily without disruptions. I sucked her for a while before I tried inserting my dick into her pvssy..

“I told you I hate fvcking through the pvssy” Kenny said. “I am sorry, I forgot” I replied in a very obedient manner and I carefully placed my dicck, between her asshole. I was surprised at the ease my dick went inside, and the smell of poo coming out was quite disgusting and wasn’t making sense to me.

“Let me suck it baby” She said as quickly turned and placed my dicck in her mouth, and sucked every yellowish substance that was found there.

“Kiss me” She ordered. “No, I can’t” I managed to say with fear, without knowing what else would come with it.

“You know I hate when I tell someone something,, the person says No” She explained like a mother telling her child to be a good boy. “Kiss me now” She ordered. I immediately swallowed my saliva, and brought my mouth forward and kissed her passionately. She held my head to her own head and kept kissing me, even when I was running out of breath. I managed to survive the scenario, before she asked me to fvck her pvssy.

“You can now wear your condom” She said while smiling. I was thinking and wishing I had a gun, I would have shot her right between her pvssy hole! I adjusted my dicck and inserted it into the pvssy, and started fvcking her vigorously!. I kept with a high tempo, and I kept digging her harder. She was moaning and was trying to run away from the dicck, but I held her tightly and banged the living hell out of the pvssy. It was no longer for the pleasure, but for the fact that I knew I was in a deep shit already.

My mind was reflecting on so many things, while I continued with the fvck. It wasn’t long before she came, and I feigned mine so as just to withdraw from her. I couldn’t sleep that night, and I was weeping deep down. I guess she noticed my mood, and turned around to console me.

“Baby, I am clean, don’t be scared of any infection.” She kept reassuring me. I only nodded my head, while she never allowed my dicck to have its rest.

“If you don’t believe me, I can escort you to the hospital tomorrow,, and we run a test on you” She said before dipping her hands into my dicck again, and started handling with it. I was already feeling dizzy and was about to close my eyes, when she woke me and told that it wasn’t time to sleep yet.

“What”? I shouted “But I feel sleepy” I said

“But I am not; do you want to leave me and sleep?” She asked without actually expecting an answer. She immediately passed me a tablet to drink, and I knew it was a sexual enhancer. It was 3.00am that morning, and believe me, I had no choice to follow her instructions while I kept praying for the day to come. I slowly gulped down the drug, and within few minutes, I was having a dicck so erect that it can be used to kill a little child, if used as a cane. She immediately positioned her pvssy, and the sight of that pussy wasn’t just encouraging at all. I managed to dip my dick that was already too erect inside and started digging right through it. She seemed to be enjoying it, but it was becoming more of a pain for me. She immediately threw me to the bed and climbed ontop of me, closed the gap between her legs before rotating my dicck with her pvssy. All of a sudden, the sweet sensation and feeling of her pvssy heightened on my dicck. From the usual boring sex we were having, it became a more intimate affair. We cuddled up each other and we were wrapped body to body and soul to soul.

“Did you just cum inside of me?” She said while laughing, I was even ashamed to answer, so I smiled along.

“If I get pregnant, you will be the father. Just prepare” She said with a humorous tone. She quickly stood up, and went to the bathroom, while I laid down and kept reminiscing about things that just happened. I finally dozed and woke up the next morning with great headache; she arranged for a painkiller which relieved the pain a little bit.

“Can we have a quickie” She asked, and she probably didn’t finish the question before I gave her a resounding “NO” as an answer.

“Why” She asked sad

“I can’t feel myself babe” I replied while holding my head that was about going off my neck due to the intensity of the headache. She quickly prepared something and brought it for me to eat. I ate the bread and egg with Tea like a soldier who just returned from the war front, laid down on the bed and went back to sleep once more. I woke up few hours later, feeling better and the headache was gone.

I spent about 3 days with Kenny in her house, fvcking, eating, going out and having fun. It was quite an experience which I got so much to fall in love with. When I was leaving on Sunday afternoon, she gave me about 20,000naira to go home. My heart couldn’t contain the excitement, so I quickly undressed and gave her a one round of sex extra that was super intense. I think I didn’t need an enhancer to perform well, due to the happiness I felt inside.

“Hope I am invited to come again?” I asked her this time around.

“Is it because of the money I gave to you that is making you ask?” She asked me surprised.

“What?.... No” I responded. “I just love you and wish to spend most time with you” I said while smiling. She gave me a long hug and told me I was welcomed almost anytime.

“I stay alone, so you can even leave your father’s house and come stay with me” She added. Erm.. I assume that was a joke taken too far because it wasn’t gonna be possible. I quickly entered her car and off we went to my neighborhood.

Sex upon sex, spending upon spending and that was how it was moving between me and Kenny. I was already having a real sum of cash in my account, and all I needed was get a younger girl I could roll out with.

“Promise you wouldn’t date any other girl apart from me” Kenny kept asking me to swear. I had no option than to keep swearing and reswearing about it. I needed her cash, and having one of the biggest phone malls in the city, wasn’t a joke at all. She introduced me to almost all her friends, and took me to places I never ever thought of going. Infact, I was feeling myself all day and all the time. Most weekends I come to her place, we would spend Friday night at the VIP section of the club we went. I wasn’t intimidated by the nature of our relationship, but did my best to wade off predators from snatching her away. Guys envied me, Girls wished they could become a side chick, I was living the life I dreamt off. Most times when we come into a situation where there was more of guys, I will be the one making orders and doing the payments from her account. I knew the pin digits of her ATM, and she even trusted me to that extent.
I met Nora at Shoprite one Sunday afternoon, after I went to make purchases for myself. I saw this cute girl in the cosmetics section looking out for what to buy. I tried making a move, but the inner voice kept reminding me about Kenny. It persisted till I damned the consequences and went ahead to meet her.

“Guess you are having difficulty making a choice, can I help you select that perfect choice”? I asked her

“Awww… thanks. Are you the sales rep, I was even looking for you guys” She said with a smile. I felt like giving her a hot slap because I wondered if she didn’t notice I was also a buyer.

“So what do you feel like buying” I said with a fake smile. She started describing the stuff she wanted and I was getting confused.

“Errmm… let me call the sales rep, she would know better” I said. That was when she looked at me carefully and realized I was also a buyer, before she busted into laughter. I also laughed to avoid it looking one sided.

“But you accepted you were a sales rep” She asked “Why”

“I did it because that was the only way to gain your attention” I quickly dropped. She smiled and looked at me head to toe, and Aunty Kenny’s money was reflecting all over me.

“Now you have my attention, what can you do with it?” She asked calmly.

“I don’t want it for free, I will pay for the attention” I added. I quickly alerted the sales rep, who helped her make a choice, and we headed straight for the counter. I brought out my heavy stocked wallet filled with cash, and made sure she saw every bit of the money inside.

“Is this how you want to blow my mind?” She asked. I smiled and held her by the hands while leaving the shopping mall.

“So where are you heading to” I asked her

“Wanted to buy this for my sibling, it is her birthday” She said.

“Happy birthday to her” I added before bringing out some cash and I gave it to her.

“Tell her a new found friend says Happy birthday” I said before calling for a cab man to attend to her.

“You are really a nice person, and would love to see you again” she said. She quickly brought out her phone, passed it to me and I inputted my number inside. She waved bye and I waved too as they drove out of the compound. My phone rang and I immediately picked it up to see who was calling,

“Hello who is this?” I asked

“Turn back” the voice said…

To be continued

Episode 37 ongoing at http://topwritersden.com/memo-of-a-male-sex-addict/37/

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i have lost interest already jare. Your story no go finish

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Zadok407:
I saw this diary yesterday & i had to read all night just to catch up;though some parts sounds weird like Banging of Chioma the born again.Guy to bang girls no be direct visa esp.virgin.Few girls will allow that on the first date but all your first date na direct even me wey i get pointed nose with red lips get turned down at times.Nice write up bro but pls ensure to tell us what happened to your victims in future.

I thought i was the only one who noticed it....
He banged every girl.
Even The Good...The Bad...And The Ugly!
Hard to believe tho.

I quickly turned back to see who was calling me on the phone, and it was Lizzy. Lizzy was one of Kenny’s loyal girlfriends, and I had seen her countless times and guess she have seen me too. I immediately walked up to her and exchanged pleasantries, and she responded fine.

“What are you doing here?” I asked her, forgetting the fact that we were in a shopping mall.



“I came to pray” She replied sarcastically, and I laughed along. She started looking at me with a strange look, and I knew something was wrong and I decided to ask, she she wasn’t gonna say it.




“Any problems?” I asked calmly with a smile. She laughed too, but I could see that the smile was too clear to be true. I immediately perstered her to tell me, and she finally opened up.



“I see that you are spending Kenny’s money on other girls’ right?” She asked. I only smiled and held her hand, and assured her that the girl was a friend that finished from the same school with me. It wasn’t an enough explanation to calm her nerves. She only insisted that she was going to tell Kenny what she saw and nothing else.



“Maybe you can do the explanation for her later on” She said as she prepared to take her leave. I knew this was a game spoiler, and I held her back immediately and with a stern look, ordered her for us to take a walk inside. Deep within me, I knew that if she said anything that I would be in deep shiit!

We toured round the entire mall, holding unintentionally to her, before we finally settled in one of the eateries. I bought some little snacks, and we found ourselves discussing like lovers who were having their honeymoon.



“You sound interesting” She said while our discussion was going on.



“You sound interesting too” I replied with a wink. We laughed, joked and talked at length, and when we were done, we found our way back to our houses. After taking shower, eating and relaxing, I got this chat on my bbm.



“When will you come and visit me at home” Lizzy asked”



“I can’t, Kenny will find out and I don’t want any issues with her” I replied. It was first of all going on as a smooth conversation and before I knew it, it was turning out to be a threat.



“If you don’t come, she will still get to know” Lizzy said. I actually couldn’t phantom what was going on, but I decided to play along, knowing fully well the consequences of such a game. I finally agreed to meet her in her lodge on a given date. Navigating through the busy town in the evening just to get to her side wasn’t much of a problem and I reached on time. I quickly settled into her small apartment and relaxed and made myself feel at home.



“Welcome babe” She said as she led me to the chair. I was carrying my mini travelling bag with some cloths inside, so she arranged it properly in a place. After preparing dinner, we ate and sat on the bed to watch some late-night movies.



“I always see you with Kenny, and most times I feel jealous” She started saying. I smiled and acted like I was shocked.



“But you have a boyfriend” I asked. She quickly evaded the topic and diverted to some other discussion, and before I could remember my surname, we were wrapped in each other’s body. She was light skinned and had this kinda soft and transparent body that could lure a priest to go against his oath. I knew how to get down on such an opportunity, and I utilized it properly. Minutes later we were having one of the best times for the night, and the fantasies, the moaning, the shouts of pains mixed with joy was being heard inside the room. The next morning, I took my bag and found my way back home.
I started seeing sex like it was more of an assignment than fun. Nothing freaked me again, seeing a naked girl. Most times even when I ejaculated, the quantity coming out of my body was so small that you might need a microscope to see it. I was becoming lean day by day and I never knew the cause. Few days later, I fell so ill that I was rushed to the hospital and was placed on admission. Lots of tests for fever and malaria were carried out, and as the doctor said, I was Mp3 positive.



“And what is the meaning” I asked my mum



“Means you have malaria parasite 3” I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Pastors from my church kept coming and praying, and it was like I wouldn’t see the next day. Every night while I slept, as mummy said, she kept checking if I was breathing. I spent a total of two weeks in the hospital, before I was discharged and sent back home. Mummy took a leave from her workplace, and was with me all through this period. Everyone kept thinking I would die the next day, but somehow, I kept living and surviving. After few weeks, I became sick again, this time it was worse than the former. I needed blood, and only Dad’s blood could rhyme with mine. I was there when Dad came looking confused in the hospital, and mummy was crying so badly. I was there when my cute siblings entered and was afraid of seeing how frail I was looking. I was awake when my pastor asked me to confess to God to forgive me all my sins. I was awake when he finally prayed for me, yet I remained on my sick bed without improvement.

****Few weeks later*****

“How are you, haven’t heard from you for a while” That was Kenny’s text message to me. I smiled and called her, telling her I travelled, and my simcard got missing.



“I heard what you did with my gf, and I want to say thank you to you” she said. I feigned ignorance and was trying to probe exactly what she meant by that.



“Hope you have done your test” She asked



“What test are you talking about” I asked back with my heartbeat increasing in quick succession.



“Keep asking me, and this will be the last thing I will say to you. See you somewhere soon” She said before terminating the call. I tried calling back but to no avail because she didn’t pick. I almost broke down in tears but I consoled myself.



“The doctors did lots of tests, so no need of that” I said to myself, and that was the inspiration I needed. I quickly faced other things I was doing before the call.



I was back to square one; broke, lean and was looking dejected. I was waiting for our call-up letter for service from our school, and also our certificates.



******Few week after*******

I was rushing down to school and after the prayers in the morning, mummy wished me well to go and collect the result and make her proud. Daddy laughed at the whole prayer ceremony.



“He has failed, so there is no need of all these whole drama” Daddy said



“Please leave us in peace and stop prophesying badly” Mummy yelled at him. I left the house and started my lonely journey down to school. All through the way, my heart kept beating like it was gonna jump out of my body.



I reached the school, after exchanging pleasantries with former friends and foes, and also answering questions about why I was looking ill, I quickly stood in line for my turn. Despite my calculations of my G.P myself, I was still falling below second class upper, that made me shed inner tears when I saw some other guys juming up as they sw their perfect result.



My name was called, and I quietly went inside the exams and record office.



“You… “The sister shouted. Well, I wasn’t surprised, seeing such a notorious person like I was in such a prayerful and calm mood, everyone would be surprised too. She opened the file, and I kept trying to see what I had. She asked me to sign some papers first, and I tried signing but my hands kept failing me by shaking so much.



“Breath in and out” She said to me, but it wasn’t working. I needed help, and someone came along to hold my hands and stabilize it. I finally signed it, before I heard the next thing.



“Everybody go out” The sister said as she stood up and locked the door…



“Oh my God”… I shouted!!!

To Be Continued!

Episode 38 going on at http://topwritersden.com/memo-of-a-male-sex-addict/38/

Episode 38

******Few months before now*****

I and Nora were getting along so much, tho I didn’t tell her that I was sick for so long, when she asked about my absence. I only told her I travelled to a place with little or no network reception. I later got to know she was staying in a far place away from the main town. She and her aunt were staying in a neighboring town close to our main city. One day she decided to come around to see me. I never had hidden agendas, and was open minded with our meeting. I decided it was best for us to meet in an open place, to avoid temptations.



We settled for an amusement park and talked like happy couples.



“What is your favorite sex position” Nora asked.



“Wow…Ermmm… What?” I stammered before asking



“I said your favorite sex position” She repeated. I did my best to suppress the laughter and I kept a mean face.



“I love anyone” I replied while acting like who hasn’t heard about the word sex before.



“Maybe you are still a learner” She said before smiling a bit. I also smiled along. We kept discussing, and I was expecting her to probably start talking about her exit, but unfortunately she never mentioned anything about that. It was getting late now, almost about 6pm and Nora wasn’t concerned about going home. I stay with my parents and there was no chance of her staying in my father’s house with me.



“I stay with my parents Nora, and I don’t what plans you have for the night” I immediately confessed and brought up the topic. She starred at me like someone who saw a ghost or something close to that!



“You should have told me on time” She yelled softly before looking at her watch.



“It’s after 6 already” I helped her say the time. “You didn’t tell me your plans, so I assumed you had cool plans for your night” I added. He looked so sad and desponded and I tried consoling her. I immediately picked up my phone and started making some calls to friends who I believed stay alone. After much failure, finally a friend picked. He agreed I come over to his place and spend the night with the girl. I quickly boarded a taxi with her, and off to his house we went.



It was a night filled with various positions she discussed about. There are girls, and there are ladies! Nora fell into the second category. Her tactics on bed were top notch, and mind blowing. Even though we were three inside that small room, that didn’t stop us from exploring each other’s body. We woke up the next morning, feeling like people who had a serious fight last night, very weak and tired.



*************Few weeks after***************



I have been chatting with a lady I met on facebook for a while now, and we had already extended our discussions to calls and sex chatting. She told me she was about 33years, and I hid my age from her. It wouldn’t be nice telling her that she was almost about 10 years older than I was.



“How old are you” She kept asking. One day I decided to spill the bean and be free with myself.



“You are 8yrs older than I am” I told her plainly.



“Wow, that’s nice” She replied. I was marveled at her answer because I thought that would be the last chat we would have. Instead of it happening, she became more and more interested.



“I will soon be coming to your state soon” She told me one day on phone. I asked her if it would be nice for us to spend the night when she comes around.



“That’s my plan already” She shouted in excitement. I started making plans on getting enough money that would be okay for us to lodge in a super hotel for that night. I finally found a cool hotel around the suburbs of new haven and immediately paid for the room.



“I am at the junction of the place you told me” She said as soon as I picked the call. I immediately wore my vest that night, and went to meet her. Truly she was a matured woman with a very large waist to go along.



“What are you looking at” She asked as I kept staring at her assets.



“Stop disgracing yourself” She said “It will be all yours for the night” She assured. We decided to go grab dinner in one of the local restaurant within the neighborhood. I immediately got a double chair for both of us and decided to go ease myself outside. I came back and saw a man on my sit, trying to woo the woman I brought in.



“Excuse me Sir, that’s my seat” I said politely. He immediately looked at me from head to toe and acted like he saw nobody.



“This is my seat sir and I need to get seated” I explained again. He turned around in anger and tried warning me.



“Boy listen, when you see adults talking, do well to move over to another place and sit” He said while bringing out his hand and pointing to my face. We already got the attention of everyone inside the place, and all eyes were on how it was going to end.



“You know him” The man asked Ifeoma



“Yes, that is my boyfriend I am telling you about” Ifeoma replied. It was a mixture of disgrace, disappointment and unbelief that was written on his face that evening. Immediately Ifeoma said that, there was a kinda murmuring going on inside that place. Everybody was that a little man like me could go out with a woman old enough. Well, there wasn’t much stress. I quickly sat down; we ate and went to do what we planned to do for the night.



Thick girls don’t rock; it was a serious stress while trying to explore the holes between her legs. Ass covered everywhere, and the possible styles remained just from behind or missionary. It was more of an assignment that fun. She couldn’t achieve all the positions I wanted her to go because she couldn’t just move her body. Either ways, I enjoyed her for the night, and the next morning; we went separate ways.



I knew I had limited time before going for service, so I made sure I did everything I was supposed to do, before leaving my comfort zone in the east. Only God knew where I was going to be posted, so didn’t want to take chances. I heard service was fun, but I wanted to catch the fun I saw before going over to the one I heard about.



Lots of other one night stands, 1 day relationships, hit and run happened that if I am to write it down, I won’t be able to finish this. I have limited time, and all I am writing about is just to say what Solomon said, “It boils down to vanity”. Let me not bore you with words.



*********Back at the school********

After chasing all the students away from the exam and record unit, my heart kept beating that I was sweating inside an air conditioned room. She kept staring at me and I did my best to avoid eye contact, despite I made some few seldom times.



“How was it possible” She broke the silence by saying that “We are still researching and making findings to know if this is actually your result or something funny happened along the line” She said.



My temperature increased highly, and my body was becoming so hot. I was sweating and maybe she was doing it on purposed, I couldn’t tell.



“I want water” was the only thing I could say then, and she went to her fridge and brought me water. I drank it and felt a little bit better than before.



“You are a genius” She continued, probably she thought that it would calm me down, but the temperature and the heartbeat kept on increasing badly.



“Since I have been appointed exams and record officer, I haven’t seen anyone did exactly what you have done. You are really a genius” She said once again. I could feel drops of tears flowing out of my eyes, and I kept fighting back to hold it from coming out. I tried and tried till I couldn’t any longer, I gave went into a silent cry. She touched my head and rubbed it, while extending her handkerchief for me to clean my face. I cleaned up but couldn’t still stop crying. I was confused if it was tears of joy or tears of pains, I still didn’t know. She handed over the statement of result to me, and behold it was a Second Class Upper.



“I will tell you that nobody ever bounced from a 3rd class in 300level to a 2nd class upper when he graduated” She said “You kept on with your 1st class from 300level second semester till your final exams. I am happy for you” She said. I was still in shock.



Daddy wrote me off, Mummy believed in me. I allowed the tears flow freely, and when I was done, she asked me to clean up before handing over my posting letter to me. I quickly searched for the state that would host me for one year, and I saw…



The journey to Sokoto wasn’t such a sexy one. We spent about two days on the way heading to the northern part of Nigeria in a luxury bus. Before I left home, it was a celebration galore. Daddy apologized by getting me a new Apple laptop, and boxing me up real bad with lots of cash before our journey. We finally reached our destination after a “wonderful journey” to the north. It was a hot, dry region that if you have a soft body, you might end up getting melted. The normal camp life begun and it moved from boring, tiresome to wishing we won’t leave camp again. The night life, the camp fire where we saw people having fun in weird places to the goodbye kisses that surrounded the last day of the camp.

****Four months later*******



I redeployed from that northern part of the country to a south western state. I did the necessary formalities that came along with redeployment, and finally settled down in one of the local governments of Ibadan. Things were moving fine till I saw….



To Be Continued!

Episode 39 ongoing at http://topwritersden.com/memo-of-a-male-sex-addict/39/

*******“Baby please don’t do this” She begged one last time before I *****
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*****“Stop crying please” I said to her. At a point I regretted why I even did it at the first place. She kept crying till she opened her mouth to speak.******

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Episode 39

Bola was an average looking girl with assets that portrayed her as a real Yoruba girl. I just finished escorting a female corp member that came to visit me, and I was going back to my house. I boarded a tricycle to avoid the high cost of bikes, so it was a slow journey home.



“Why can’t these policemen be reasonable and quit causing hold-ups in this road” I murmured softly but other passengers could hear exactly what I was saying.



“It is not their fault” The girl beside me responded. I quickly looked at my side to catch a glimpse of her well. I smiled upon seeing her face and nodded in agreement.



“Why should it be their fault before” I asked back but in a more sweet and gentle tone “With their pot bellies, once they see criminals they will be on the run” I said to the amusement of others in the tricycle.



“Is your own flat?” She asked and that got everyone’s attention to my side. I quickly smiled about it as other kept laughing.



“You want to see?” I asked her “Yes” She replied immediately. I slowly raised my polo up a little bit and showed her. She was amazed at the abs.



“Feel free to touch” I said. She was skeptical at first, but after a little persuasion, she gently lifted her finger on to my belle.



“Wow” She responded to the amazement of the other passengers in the tricycle. We continued discussing till I got to my bus-stop. I came and paid just for myself and was about leaving.



“You no fit pay for your wife” The driver asked. I smiled and turned back, dipped my hands and brought out money and paid him.



“Since I don pay for her, make I collect her number na” I said to the driver before asking her for her name and number. She obliged and inputted her number for me in my phone.



“I am Bola” She replied. I winked at her, bared the others farewell and walked down majestically like someone who just won a lottery. I reached home and forgot to call her for a period of time and when I remembered, it was almost around 11. I quickly picked up the phone and dialed her number.

“Who is this” She asked with her mixed tongue of English and Yoruba. I quickly introduced myself and reminded her where we met.



“Oh no!!” She exclaimed “I thought you misplaced my number or you didn’t want to call again” She said with much emotion. I explained the reasons for the delay and she accepted the apology.



“Will you be free tomorrow?” I asked



“Yea sure” She replied almost immediately “You want us to see” She asked



“Yeap” I replied



“What location” She asked. In a bid to avoid the first date sex, I agreed we meet at the shoprite over there at Ibadan. We booked a time and a place to meet before heading for our rendevouz location.



The next day, I quickly dressed and moved to our agreed location and waited patiently for her. She didn’t disappoint but came quite earlier than I expected. We boarded a taxi and left for shoprite. It was a cool meeting; we went places, holding hands like we have known each other for years. We finally found a place to relax and sat down to talk. We talked about different issues pertaining relationships, cheating and lots more. Sooner or later, we were on our way back home.



The love story continued and we kept on seeing each other and visited each other. I made sure not to reach her own house because she was a Muslim and I wasn’t prepared to answer much question from her dad. Every night I went to her neighborhood to see her, and we stayed up till it was late, talking and gisting about lots of things.



“I would want to visit you at home in another dimension” She said one night as we were talking.



“What dimension” I asked



“Don’t worry, you will soon know” She said before dashing off to her father’s house. One day came and I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door and behold, it was her. I was shocked and happy simultaneously to see her, and I welcomed her with a hug. All these while, I haven’t even collected a kiss from her. All the times I tried, she told me there was something holding her back.



“How old are you” I asked her while we were talking inside my room and drinking the canned malt I bought for her.



“I am 28” She said. “Wow” I replied. I wasn’t surprised because I expected her to fall into that age range.



“What about you” She asked



“I am 25” I lied. Well she actually believed the lie because I was looking much older than my real age. I tried coming close to her again to kiss her, but she kept moving back and back. My sexual thoughts were so high and all I wanted was a chance to get in between her legs.



“Baby I love you, and you should know how much I do” I said with a face that could melt the heart of an army general in battle.



“I am a virgin” She said with a low voice. I couldn’t actually believe what I heard, and thinking it was the normal lie that most girls would say, I persisted.



“I know baby, just believe I love you and I will never dump you or anything” I kept saying, just to satisfy my male organs that was almost bursting through my boxers. She kept on saying she had a reason she won’t give in, but I continued. Our argument finally came to an end when she allowed me kiss her, and I started unbuttoning her top. We were still kissing, and I loosened her bra strap, before going down below to help pull off her skirt. I took my time to exploit all sensitive organs in her body, making sure that she never went off the mood. She kept moaning and was crying softly, but I never paid attention to all that.



“Who cares about virgin” I kept saying in my mind. I continued till she was unclad and I bent my head and went straight for her kitty-cat. My kept sucking her kitty till she was almost using her legs to strangle me, then I knew the time was right. I slowly adjusted a bit and positioned my joystick in between her kitty hole.



“Baby please don’t do this” She begged one last time before I ***** straight between her legs. She cried loudly but I didn’t pay much attention to that. I suspended my joystick inside her hole and allowed her to calm down. She kept crying with her eyes closed but not loudly anymore.



I started entering in and out of her gently while till touching those round things on her chest. She wasn’t reducing the cries and I even got off mood and tried consoling her.



“Stop crying please” I said to her. At a point I regretted why I even did it at the first place. She kept crying till she opened her mouth to speak.



“Next week Wednesday is my traditional marriage and I have kept it for my husband” She said.



“What traditional marriage are you talking about” I asked again to be sure my ears were still functional.



“Mine” She said with tears running down her cheeks. My joystick became so soft like an old foam.



“Why didn’t you tell me” I asked her.



“I didn’t know how to tell you” She replied “I love you and would want to marry you like you promised” She said.



“Marry what?” I asked again “Come on, you have a potential husband, go ahead and marry him” I said to her. She wasn’t interested in my explanations and kept on holding on to me.



“I don’t love him, it is you that I love” She kept repeating and she hugged me tightly and kept crying.



“Maybe she is suffering from post-deflowering” I said to myself “She will get over it”. I quickly made her settle down before, before looking for a suitable way to make her go home.



“God won’t forgive you if you do this to me” She said while she was about going. I nodded in affirmation before shuting the door behind her.



“Shitt” I repeated and removed my former bed spread that was already stained with blood. I don’t have enough time to write about all the girls I slept with during my service year, my strength is becoming weak, but I will keep listing them out. I hope she forgives.



I remember Rakiat, the 15years old girl in my place of primary assignment. I slept with her, made her pregnant and forced her to commit an abortion. I hope she forgives me.



I remember Rofiat. She was already pregnant when I met her as a result of rape. I never knew she was pregnant until months after we had sex, she didn’t see her period, and after a scan was done, the doctor calculated I wasn’t the owner of the pregnancy. She later confessed that she was raped by a security guard. I kicked her off my house and I heard she is in a village now. I hope she forgives.



I remember the adult worker in my church that fell in love with me, despite she was married. She comes to church and leads in chorus. But we were busy having lots of fun right on my bed anytime she came around. She became pregnant, but I can’t tell between I and the husband who owns the pregnancy. I stopped talking with her after I discovered she was pregnant. I hope she reads this and forgive



I remember Kehinde, the little maid in her aunt’s house who was also my student. After deflowering her, her aunt discovered and sent her packing. Despite the threats, she never said a word about my name. I don’t know her whereabouts, but I know she went back to the village to stay with her poor parents. I hope she becomes something in life and forgive.



I remember my best friend’s girlfriend. She was sleeping with me alongside my friend. They were about getting married, but I broke the relationship, and I don’t know about them again. I hope they forgive too.



I was a regular customer to a lot of whores that stayed at a geographical place at Ibadan I wouldn’t want to say. They knew me because I always brought something for them, and most time they rewarded me with credit sex and overtime.

I wish I had another opportunity, it won’t go this way!

I know why I write all these, and you will soon get to know!!!



To Be Continued!!!

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