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 Romance / Short Romantic Story : Office Matter (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:28am On Sep 19, 2017 |
I was feeling really frisky this evening.After that make-out session with T.k in the office,I needed to burn off steam lest I implode. Just recalling how his hands carressed my b0s0m had my body tingling,his m0ans as I handled his junior had me smiling. “Hey miss,waiting for someone?… Speak of the devil I thought. “Yah,actually,my sis was supposed to come and pick me,but knowing I.j,she must have forgotten,again” I smiled “I can drop you” He offered “Nah,T.k, wouldn’t want to change directions cause of me,if I dont see her in the next ten minutes,I’ll take a cab” I said not wanting to be alone with him in the confines of his car,for fear of what I might do. “Chicken” He said sticking his tongue out att me “Oh you dont want to do that believe me” I playfully warned “Yah you, are afraid of been inside a car with me for fear of what might happen” “so?… I asked “I know you are just coming out from a relationship,but we are adults attracted to each other,we got chemistry babe” He rightly surmised. “Whatever” I said Before I knew what was happening,he jerked me closer with one hand,and planted his face on my neck, I resisted for about 2seconds,then gave in. .”T.k,somebody might see us” I m0aned out “Then,let me take you home” He said still doing crazy stuff with his teeth on my neck. “You know that’s not….. Oooooh…umm” I m0aned as he caught a Tip between his thumb and index finger. “You want me babe,and I sure as hell want you” He said pushing his lower body against mine to drive home his point. The evidence of his arousa.l was very much obvious,as my core was practically dripping. “Ok,ok,lets go” I said as I could bear the torture no longer. “So,your house or mine?…. He said as we got on the road. Suddenly feeling brazen,I slipped my hand between his thighs,feeling him up before answering “Yours” His junior bobbed in my hand,in approval I guess. To be continued… Read the full story from Episode 1---last Episode here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story :- Diary Of A Lekki Houseboy (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 9:42am On Sep 04, 2017 |
New TwitterNotification: “Danlad wassup?, You coming to the GIG at Michael’s house?” This was a DM(DirectMessage) I got from Asamoah on the 24th of december 2012. Asamoah whom I call “A$AP Blackey” was my very first Ghanian friend, he was tall, dark(y’all know) and he was from a rich background, 4th and the only son out of the family of 8 (5kids, 2wives, 1Husband). At 17(same age as I was), Asamoah already knew how to drive as he blackmailed the drivers into giving him car keys to go anywhere he wanted.Cut the details short, he was a spoilt brat lost in a Garden city belonging to victoria (VGC). Michael was Asamoah’s snr in school (Greensprings to be precise). Did I tell you how endowed asamoah’s sisters were? I don’t know how they do the magic but Ghanian girls rock!!!!!!!. Well, back to reality . Me: “Dude, I am broke, my Uncle travelled and I got no Tfare, talkless of tickets to enter Micheal’s party” Asamoah: ”Lol! Ur 419 uncle don run from EFCC again? No worry, I go come pick you, and ticket is a Boy n a Girl” Asamoah: “Abeg I beg you, no carry babe wey u get feelings for come oh!, heard there will be pools and lotta empty rooms” Asamoah: “Sha check the details @ my last tweet” At this point, as a young cultured boy from a humble home, I was wondering: “what type of event centre do pools and rooms?”. Mind you, I attended a government school(Secondary) somewhere in Ajah, Lagos. Recently moved in with my uncle to assist him in his business, and the only time I got to touch the Steering of his Honda EOD and Toyota Prado was when I was washing the cars. Trust me, I wash car sotey I almost went to PEAK Talent show to showcase my car washing talent . Ohh! Did I tell you that Kida Kudz was Michael’s buddy? However, the new question now is: “How Did I get to associate with these rich kids?” Lol!, Shoutout to RCCG City Of David parish and Jesus Embassy Parish. If you know those churches, you will understand my point. And when I role with my uncle (who stays in a neighbouring estate on lekki expressway), you will think am one hell of an Ajebota(Born with Silver spoon). (Back to convo) Me: Aiite Bro, but abeg you go borrow me that your Christian Louboutin shoes oh! Which of d event centres tho? Asamoah: Ahaha! Charlie, I go bring Chucks for you jare. And its at Micheal’s house. Him papa don travel, e mama na soji woman” Like seriously? How spoilt can these kids be? Na me go get mind host party for my Papa house? Abi na my mama go gree make I invite friends for party? Well, as a comfirm Edo boy, I arranged, packaged and ironed my characters. Was about replying when MTN sent me a message that I exhausted my MB(I wished they sent it earlier!!!!!!), then I used the last 10naira to message Asamoah. “MB don finish oh Guy, abeg help me arrange any greensprings girls.. I no wan carry classmates wey dey on lowcut go dia fah. And when u come, shout well well make my uncle wife hear you say “Today is a special Xmas Eve hosted by the City Of David’s Youth! Why you never bath?”. Charlie abeg no fall my hands!! OUTTAHERE!” Then I dropped my Nokia X2 asap, ran to do the chores (Please if you are a married woman, married to a wealthy man, don’t ever treat his siblings/Family Badly. Abeg!!!) . Even with my Uncle wife’s 3 sisters[Esther(22),Faith(18),Abigail (16)] around, I still had to do the works, while they behave like they started from the bottom with my uncle. Hence, the reason I started calling myself the Lekki Houseboy. Definitely not a cool experience I tell you. Seeing your uncle being controlled by some woman because her Dad is a major contract provider, and ME, that came to chop company money now being used as houseboy.. Chaiiii! To be continued… Read the full story from episode 1 --- last episode here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/2/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story : - My Boss (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:20am On Aug 31, 2017 |
Oh my goodness!!!! I am so late!!!”,I exclaimed as I jumped out of bed. I had an interview to attend at 10:00am and it was 9:20am already. Who arrives late at their own interview. No one else but Siphiwe. I quickly went down on my knees and thanked God for keeping me to see a new day and waking me up at least a few minutes before the interview. I had to do what I usually do at this point in my life, wash just the most important, very necessary parts and dip myself in a bottle of perfume. I was so angry at myself for waking up that late because the night before, I was busy liking the pictures of those type of jaw dropping girls on Instagram. Before you say anything, yes!!! Yes!!!! I am one of those stalkers. I could be on Instagram for three hours stalking my destiny out of people. I just don’t know who create things like this. I have wasted half of my life on Instagram, that I am sure of. Anyway, I was already done with my improvised bathing by 9:45am, so I called a cab to come pick me up at my apartment.Locking the door, after I already got a call from the cab driver, I went to the elevator to get downstairs on time but guess what? Yup!!! The elevator was FULL so I had to take the stairs instead. I was literally jumping like two to four stairs while running down. I brought out my Siphiwe of the jungle self. I got to the first floor finally and then went out to look for the cab. I was a bit puzzled when I got out because I couldn’t see a cab looking vehicle. All of a sudden, a black fancy car drove up right in front of me. “Asked for a cab?”, the guy in the car asked. I was still baffled but nodded my head slightly. “You can come in”, he said as he unlocked the doors to the car. Still puzzled, I hopped in the front seat and asked if this was the cab I had asked for. He nodded his head and started the engine as we drove off. Not to exaggerate, but the cab looked fancier than the car I was hoping to buy. “Oh well”, I whispered to myself.Finally, we got to the front of the very tall building, my soon to be office, hopefully. I paid the cab driver and ran off to the front desk in the building.Obviously I don’t mean ran “like a cheetah”. I quickly walked to the front desk and told the lady behind that I was there for an interview. “Are you Siphiwe Adams?” The lady behind the desk asked. “Yes I am”, I replied. “You’re fifteen minutes late for your interview”, she said. “Tell me about it”, I whispered to myself. She made a call and told the person on the phone that I was here for an interview. I couldn’t hear all was being said but one word I was able to hear was “late”. At that moment, I knew I might have blown my chance of getting a job. “follow me, please”, the lady said as she led me to the elevator where we went up to the fifth floor. She finally brought me to the front of a door, knocking, we entered. “This is miss Siphiwe sir”, she said to the man who was backing us and staring out the window. “Thank you miss Vanessa”, he said as he waved her off and turned to face me. “You’re late!!!”“You’re late!!!”***********If you’re here, then I guess you read this episode, thanks for reading.This is just an intro!!! It’s not much but there are longer and better episodes coming soon. If you would like to see more of this, let me know in the comment box below. I’ll appreciate it. To be continued ......... Read the full story from Episode 1-- the last Episode ( The End ) Here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/3/ 1 Like 2 Shares |
| Literature / Short Romantic Story :- Anita (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:38am On Aug 28, 2017 |
Going to a public school was my decision, i chose it cause of the free lifestyle compared to their counterparts in a private school , i spent the first four years of my secondary school life in a public school but as fate would have it i was changed from public to private cause of my notoriety and sturborness ‘The first two weeks of resumption i felt different , was in a different environment , no babes, no friends , i was on my own and kept to myself alone’ On this faithful monday i was at the busstop waiting to board a bus but there was none, so i waited a little longer and i saw a bus and flagged it down, ‘oga you get luck na na just one space remain” the conductor said ” oya na shey you get change # 200 ‘ i asked ’ yes yes enter make we go. I entered and sat on the vacant seat which was close to the door, the bus was about to move but was stopped by a young lady she should be in her mid 20’s probably 24-25, chocolate in complexion with killer curves in the right places, she was well endowed with a fresh round B—m fitted in a top and a short jean skirt that hugged her quite large hips and revealing her enormous backside, guess she must have been looking for a bus for a very long time its obvious. [B] ‘Is there any space left’ she asked the conductor ‘no madam chance no dey oo na the last chance this bobo occupy now now’ the conductor replied pointing a finger at me ‘Oh am going to be late’ she said with a little frown ‘ hey, i felt a light tap on my leg, i turned to look at the person that touched me ‘ lo and behold’ it was the s*xy** goddess, ‘please do you mind if i sit on your laps’ she asked, what!! I screamed in my mind, meanwhile my J0yst!ck was already rejoicing, alright no problem i just hope you wont break my laps ‘i replied’ She laughed and thanked me and lowered her massive behind on my innocent laps ‘ am going to enjoy this moment while it lasts’ my J0yst!ck rejoiced ’ she kept bouncing on my crotch anytime the bus encounters any pothole, it was like my J0yst!ck was ravaging her as she kept bouncing up and down like she is performing ‘girl on top style on my J0yst!ck, she must have noticed my hard on cause she looked at me and smiled. To be continued..... Read the full story From Episode 1 -- Last Episode here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/2/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : My Misstress's Sons (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:16am On Aug 23, 2017 |
Chris walks in angrily and went straight to Daniel’s room and asked him. Chris: what did you tell Tina? Daniel: and who said that i told her something? Chris: stop pretending, what the hell did you tell my girlfriend? Daniel: nothing. Chris: what is wrong with you? The girl dumped you,is that why you can’t let me date her? Daniel: what the f–k are you talking about? Did you see me telling her anything? The question is what did she tell you? Chris: you told that i have other girlfriends and that i sleep around with them,why are you trying to expose me? Daniel: we aren’t in good terms so i won’t mind doing that but i never told her such. Chris: then who did? Daniel: dude she made that up and she got you,she always did that when we were dating. Chris: let me just believe you. Daniel: alright so can you get the hell out of my room? Knock before you come in next time. Chris: f–k you. Daniel: same to you. Chris walks out. *********************************** Daniel: ( moves to the kitchen and See’s his mother) Mum am Hungry. Patricia: then go out and eat something, am so tired from cleaning, and i have to go to work,you and your brother are of no use to me . Daniel: bring someone to help you then. Patricia: i can’t do that, the one i brought almost took.my husband away from me. Daniel: then bring a young girl. Patricia: so you can have fun with her when am.not around?just like you do with other girls? Daniel: mum you’re making it sound somehow, i only call the girls,if i need someone to joke and talk with. Patricia: you have a brother. Daniel: which brother? Patricia: Chris! Daniel: i don’t remember having a brother named Chris. Chris: neither do i remember having a brother like you (walks in) To be continued…. Read full season 1 of the story here http://muyigist.com/2017/08/13/completed-story-my-mistresss-sons-18-season-1/ |
| Literature / Free Romantic Story :- Life With Spoilt Neighbours(18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 6:56pm On Aug 19, 2017 |
I and my mom lived alone initially before my sisters joined us later on…. Before then, my mom and i lived in a compound occupying two buildings, a main house, and a back flat. The back flat occupied two families, mine and another neighbour which comprised of a man and his wife with three kids. While the main flat had in shelter a woman and five of her kids. – three girls, and two boys.! They were all grown up. The last child( a boy) was prolly 17 back then, and the eldest girl (eldest child) was in her early or mid 30s. In total, we were three families living in that compound. ……… Am gonno tell you about each of the children in the compound and how they all contributed in corrupting me.. THE FAMILY IN THE MAIN HOUSE. Praise- the oldest child, she was really religious, taught me the all i knew about God back then. Prompted me to go to church and basically, taught me how to pray. She was really kind, and generous. She was’ntt married then, though she was goodlooking and in her 30s. **************** Emillia- the second girl, was in her mid or late 20s.. She was really pretty, well packaged and kinda plumpy with perfectly toned skin, nice curves and stature. **************** Stephan- the third child, a man in his 20s , a worker, really cool nice guy! He was somewhat responsible, though he flirt with most girls. **************** Omolayo- a young stylish girl, also pretty, and quite fat. Had a cool feminine voice. She later traveled outta the countr though. **************** Felix- the last child of his mom, he was prolly in his late teens. 16-19 back then. He was fair and tall. Eno! Eno! Eno!.. My friend Noso called me from far as i was about entering the school gate. He ran towards me ” whats up now, i thought you won’t be in school today since its the first day of resumption” i replied as we both placed hands on our shoulders. ” my mom forced me to come o” Noso was my best friend and we did almost everything together, both good and bad! As we approached our new class since we were just promoted to primary four, we met our class teacher who we greeted smiling broadly. ” how are you doing boys?” he replied our greetings. We took a sit that we claimed as ours for the term. ” who’s that girl that just came in?” Noso asked. ” am sure she’s a new student, i hav’nt seen her before.’ ”she fine sha” Noso uttered ‘you better shut up before uncle hears you, its too early to start those rubbish” i replied. ”by the way, i saw Esther, she said she’s gonno come to school because of you o, she said she misses your face ” Noso said. ” she better not miss me ooh.. We almost got caught by Amaka (a sir pupil) the other day while… ” While i placed my hands on her thighs. What would have happened if that senior caught me doing that? ” To be continued.... Read the full story here from Season 1 Episode 1 - Season 2 Last Episode ( the end ) here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/2/ 1 Like 1 Share |
| Literature / Short Romantic Story : My Unfortunates S*x Escapades (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 8:00am On Aug 17, 2017 |
May God continue to guide someone in this sardonic and perilious times.. I was jejely sitting in my room thinking of whether its kuli or groundnut that is more nutritious to drink my garri with for dinner,when this rain started…. Body no be firewood..Body started doing me somehow and there was no light as the cold entered my Body…….i login into Nairaland to make use of the various cossy and halima the virgin Bosom and cleaveages thread but as i moved to get the vaseline i would be using , i noticed the expiry date…. The vaseline has expired just two days ago and is now hard on the human hand and smell somehow…. What a bad luck.. I didnt have money to Go to any Call girl or brothel as i never even see food chop and no money to buy new vass.. I quickly borrowed credit from my sim2 on my sony ericsson and called one of the hood girls,an ss3 girl i was teaching CRS lessons for WAEC.. I whined her head and since it was not the first time, she knew the drill and stated that she will soon be on her way… To Be Continued… Read the completed Story from Episode 1 to End here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/5/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : The Worst Guy (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:24am On Aug 16, 2017 |
Delectable Uju and her boyfriend, Kelechi share intense and true love till Dele moved into a room across an alpha-male Dele’s, his next door neighbour, who is a complete contrast to Kelechi with regards to their appearance. Uju despises Dele; but she still craves for his attention. Ujuexhaled in a small groan as she put down her box. Her boyfriend Kelechi, coming in behind her, hit the door frame slightly as he stepped into the small dorm room carrying a box of his own. He put it down heavily on the tiny bed and turned to the love of his life. Uju smiled at him as he approached. “Thanks for helping me move in, sweetie,” he said. Kelechi put his arms around Uju’s waist in a loose embrace and let his forehead rest against hers, a small smile on his face. They held each other’s gaze for a long moment before Kelechi moved in for a kiss. Uju felt his lips against hers, uncertain and gentle. The kiss was brief, but Kelechi and Uju stayed there, resting against each other, for a while, just taking comfort in each other’s presence. “I love you,” said Kelechi. Their intimate moment was interrupted by a loudsound from the doorway before Uju could reply. The young lovers turned quickly, caught off guard by the disturbance. A man stood in the open door, leaning against the door frame and eating a biscuit. He took another chew, letting out another noisy munch. “Well, E dei like say thing wan start to dey interesting,” said the newcomer in a deep baritone. “If i bin tey small like one minute, i for get free show.” He stared directly at Uju, locking eyes with her as he spoke, until she felt herself smile awkwardly in deep embarrassment and look away. He waited for her to look back up, which she did almost immediately; when they made eye contact again, he was to one to break it by letting his gaze sweep up and down her body. His attention made Uju’s embarrassment even more serious. This wasn’t the first time someone had stared at Uju, and it was well-deserved. She was one of those few lucky girls who combined a petite, slender body with large natural breasts. Uju was short, standing just over 5’ft tall. Her long black hair was pulled back into a knot that hung down to the small of her back. She was wearing a tight tank-top that emphasized her D cup b0s0m and a pair of leggings that accentuate her butt0ckz and her strong, firm legs without revealing anything. At the moment, her full lips were press together, and she had turned her dazzling eyes to the floor rather than risk catching the stranger’s eyes again. The stranger walked into the room. He flashed his eyes briefly toward Kelechi, taking note of his presence for a moment before returning his attention to Uju. “I beDele,” he said, still staring confidently at Uju. “I dey stay next flat.” Kelechi cleared his throat and shifting his body to place himself between Dele and Uju. “Kelechi,” he said, holding out his hand. “Your neighbour, I guess.” Dele ignored Kelechi for a moment more, and then turned to face Kelechi directly. Dele’s face broke into a wide, smile as he took Kelechi’s hand and gave him a firm handshake. Kelechiwinced when Dele grasped his hand, expecting a crushing grip from the newcomer, but relaxed when no pain came. Standing side by side, Uju had her first chance to compare her boyfriend and his new neighbour. Dele was a fine-looking man. He must have been a bit over six feet tall, giving him quite a few inches on both Kelechi and Uju. He was baldand had a sparkling eyes. He was wearing khakitrouser and a navy-blue t-shirt that was fairly body-hugging across his well-developed chest and shoulders. Kelechi, by contrast, was almost plain-looking; he had somewhat bushy hair, small eyes, and lacked Dele’s well-defined muscles, and his shirt covered a body carrying just a small structure. Uju shook her head when she realized what she was doing and put on her most convincing fake smile. “I’m Uju,” she said, extending her own hand as Kelechi broke away from Dele’s grip. Deleeffortlessly took her hand and turned it palm-down. Before she could react, Dele bowed his head and planted a swift but firm kiss on the back of her hand. He looked up with a wink. “You dey charming,” he said with a wink. Kelechi was momentarily stunned. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said, “but we’re just getting everything moving in and I think we need some time to unpack.” Dele didn’t seem to hear Kelechi. He let go of Uju’s hand and walked over to Kelechi’s bed. Then he sat down on it, leaning against the wall with a hand behind his head. The movement pulled his shirt up, and Uju couldn’t help but notice his flat stomach and abs. “O boy, this room make sense, abi?” he said, taking another big bite of his Kuli-Kuli. He chewed noisily for a moment, and then continued. “E no too big sha, but nah only you dey live here nah. Me sef i no like to share.” He took a final bite from the kuli-kuli and set down the crumbles on the desk at the end of the bed. “Una dei enjoy una sef when nobody dei…shebi?” Dele’s eyes didn’t stray from Uju the whole time he spoke. Uju felt a frown creep her face, as a bout of anger emerge. “That’s none of your business,” she said, angrily. “If you don’t mind, we would like to get things arranged here and you’re in the way.” Dele stood up and stretched, drawing Uju’s eyes back to her well-defined abs. “Listen, Smallie, this no be vexing matter. I just wan say hello as a good neighbour dey do. Kelechi, we go bond well well. You want something knock my door, I go appear.” With that, he walked out. Uju caught herself staring at his butt0ckz as he left. To be continued.. Read the full story from Season 1 Episode 1 ---- Season 2 Last Episode here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/ |
| Literature / Re: Romantic Story : - Dirty Game (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:11am On Aug 16, 2017 |
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| Literature / Completed Romantic Story : My Father's Wife (18+) Season 1 To 4 by Realstory11: 7:27am On Aug 07, 2017 |
My brains shut dead, my hands trembled and whole body quaked.A very cold hot wave surged through me, the whole scenario was spinning around me. I rushed off into my room, slipped into a black body hug shirt and jean trousers. I tore into Papa’s compound in full speed immediately effiong opened the gate watching him through the side mirror carry his hand on his head, his gazed fixed on the shimmering chases of my silver lexus jeep.Yanked myself out of the car, walking briskly into the house, face straight and fingers clenched.My whole face was already dripping with sweat, my eyes shot red.I literally kicked the door open peering into the sitting room to be met with empty cushions and the t.v showing some very annoying music on channel O. The house was silent and strangely cold chilly air filled it.I rushed into Papa’s room, his room was empty.Getting to Amanda’s room i pushed and it was locked, my fist furiously unleashed series of bangs on it in the form of knocking.Ryan’s voice shrieked as he jolted into a sudden cry.“Who dah hell is that” Amanda’s voice barked “You just woke my son from sleep”. “Open the door now” I couldn’t mask my voice into a wrap of gentility, every iota of sanity has jumped off the window.The door cracked open, Amanda wedged herself into the little space it made stopping me from seeing the full view of the room.“Yes what is it” She retorted looking me squarely in the face with a scoffing smirk.“How could you be so wicked? How could you lie against me to my fiancee’s parents that i am Ryan’s father!!!” I yelled, my voice shook as i stressed the word ‘father’. Amanda gave out a loud giggle. “Did i hear you say lie?, Oh sweetheart it wasn’t a lie.Ryan is your son” She said smiling.I lost my vocal cord, i tried to speak but the words stuck at the back of my throat choking me, my eyes widened as i looked on at amanda.“Sky listen to me, you are the father of my child, and you won’t throw me off to the trash like that, you messed with the wrong girl” Her pointed fore- finger was touching my chest as she spoke with every iota of impetus one can imagine.“You are a devil Amanda” I finally found my voice which still was shaky.“Oh, now you know yet this devil has a son for you, we are only starting sky”I landed a slap across her face before she could finish those words making her fall back into the room with a clash. I thundered the door open, Ryan already was back to sleep, he lay peacefully on the bed oblivious of what he was causing me.Amanda sprang to her feet, her face turned red and eyes tight blank.“How dare you sky, you slapped me because of one cheap thing you picked up from God knows where?” She yelled with her hands covered the slapped cheek. Grabbing her by the throat with one of my hands i pushed her against the wall, her hands clenched into tiny blows were landing on mine in a bid to free herself.I tightened my grip on her neck, i’ve already lost total control of my senses which was now been piloted by rage.Fear and tears engulfed her eyes, i watched as a tiny lone tear dropped from her eyes which were fixed on me. “Leave my mummy alone” A tiny silky voice whispered, i looked to the bed Ryan was not there.Felt some tiny hands clasped around my legs holding it tightly. “Leave my mummy alone” Tears already flowed down his face.His innocent face and pleading eyes reminded me of an incident that happened when i was his age. I went to the main market with mama, the rush and sq££zes of bodies against each other as everyone hurried on their different businesses. I was in my mama’s arms as she tried to waddle her way past the river of people and accidentally ran into a man carrying a bucket of paint which crashed on the ground and poured away.Those two resounding slaps he landed on mama’s face even as she was apologizing still tore my heart into pieces but i was helpless then. and up till now i still haven’t forgotten his mean chubby fat face.I wouldn’t know what i would do if i happen to see him again, though it would be better for him that i dont. My grip on Amanda’s neck loosened as i watched Ryan whose eyes were fixed on my face and Amanda’s which now ran freely with tears.“If you spoil my marriage Amanda” I sang to her now fixing my gaze into her face sounding as mean as i never have been.“I will make life miserable for you i promise you that”“Sky stop it!!!” That was Jessy’s voice. I turned sharply and saw Jessy standing with Wilson on the door.I loosed my grip on her and released her. Wilson took hold of me and led me out of the room down to the sitting room, while jessy went over to console Ryan who still had tears in his eyes.“Where is papa?” I asked Wilson almost as i crashed into a sofa in the sitting room. “He insisted on honouring the state governors invitation to his house today, he left with Philip”He said tapping my back a bit.Wilson had taken the position of a brother to me, and from the lost look of pity and concern in his face buttered into a little smear of confusion, it was obvious he already knew what was going on. “Sky!!!” Jessy called out making me tilt my head to the direction of her voice seeing her descend from the staircase with Ryan in her arms.She sat close to me looking at me with, pity looking all over her face.“Chioma called me, she told me everything” Jessy said casting a sharp look at wilson. “And sky their is something else” Jessy sang..“What is it Jessy” I intoned trying to gather my wits.“Chioma is pregnant” Jessy announced .. To be continue… Read the complete story [ My Father's Wife ] Season 1 Season 4 here http://muyigist.com/2017/05/21/completed-story-my-fathers-wife-18-season-4/ 1 Like 1 Share |
| Literature / Romantic Story : - Dirty Game (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:49am On Aug 02, 2017 |
**DIRTY GAME** EPISODE 1 Gosh! It was almost 7:30am. I rushed out of the bedroom, picked up a kettle, performed ablution and prayed to the God. Only God knows if the prayer was even answered or not because I couldn’t concentrate on it. I rushed from there to the bathroom; I took my bath, brushed my teeth and dressed up for work. I marched out like a soldier going for war. I got to the street where I could get a bus to my place of work very fast but it was quiet unfortunate that I couldn’t get a bus on time and it was around 8:30am. I started murmuring when I saw a bus coming. “Station road”, I said to the driver. “maa bo”. Which means “come”, the driver replied, is forty naira sir. The driver said and I frowned at him, but didn’t utter a word. I got to where to drop, gave him forty naira and alighted peacefully. I trekked a little bit and got to the office. It was already 8:50am. “You are a bit late today”, said Mrs. Ola. “Yes ma”. I replied. It was not less than a minute that I took my sit when Mrs. Akin entered and greeted everyone on seat and came directly to me. She was one of my bosses at the office before she was been posted to another department. “You will see an alert very soon. Grandma is coming for clinic today and the money will be needed to take care of her”, she said. “Ok ma”. I replied. That was not the first time of cashing fund through my Bank account. It was so, because his uncle that does send the money could only locate that bank around him. After two minutes when she had left, I heard a message sound on my phone. I picked the phone and checked the message. Mtcheeew! It was an unsolicited text message from my service provider. I hissed and threw the phone on the table with anger. “Afeez, please come”, said Mr. Ayan. He was also one of my bosses like Mrs. Akin. He counted eighty thousand naira and handed it to me with a paper that had an account number, account name and the name of the bank. “Drop it into that Bank account”, he said. “Alright sir”, I replied. Since Oxford Bank is not too far from Global bank I was sent to initially, I decided to take my ATM card along incase the money drop into my account. I checked my wallet for the card but couldn’t find it. I searched my bag and everywhere I thought of, but I couldn’t find it. I decided to zoom off to the Oxford bank. On my way to the bank, I started tasking my brain where I put the card and the answer appeared to me as if I am a NTA news-caster who reads on the screen. Oh, yah! It was in the pocket of a pair trouser I hung in my wardrobe. I smiled. I continued with the trek when I heard a deep voice from my back… TO BE CONTINUED Read completed stories :- Dirty Game (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 -- Season 5 Last Episode (The End ) here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/4/ |
| Religion / Daily Devotion : Open Heaven Topic: Provision Before Need [monday 31, July 2017] by Realstory11: 5:18pm On Jul 31, 2017 |
Topic: Provision Before Need [Monday 31, July 2017] Read daily devotions from different Men of God around the world on www.muyilight.com and you will be happy and free from sorrow. Memorise: According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue: – 2 Peter 1:3 Read: 2 Peter 1:1-4 (KJV) 1 Simon Peter, a servant and an apostle of Jesus Christ, to them that have obtained like precious faith with us through the righteousness of God and our Saviour Jesus Christ: 2 Grace and peace be multiplied unto you through the knowledge of God, and of Jesus our Lord, 3 According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue: 4 Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises: that by these ye might be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. Bible in One Year: 1 Kings 9-10; Ezekiel 18:1-18, Hymn: Sing hymn 10: There Shall be Showers of Blessing MESSAGE: “God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.” - Psalm 46:5 From the above passage of Scripture, one great benefit available to those who have God as their Refuge is that the help or assistance they need will never be late. There are at least three different times an individual can receive assistance. It could be before, during or after one experiences a need. If a need or an emergency arises today and you already have the wherewithal to meet that need, maybe from your earnings from paid employment or a business venture, you have already received help before that need arose. This is a great place to be in! Some families already have all they will never need to take care of their children and pay their way up to post-graduate degree programmes, even before this need arises. Such people will never panic for school fees. This is an example of provision before need, and it describes a state of living in abundance. You will experience such in Jesus’ Name! Moreover, do you know that God follows this same pattern in dealing with His children? For example, before God created Adam and Eve, all they would ever need had been provided for in the Garden of Eden which God Himself planted. God knows exactly what you need even before you express or voice out your request (Matthew 6:32). Do you know that God has already provided all you would ever need to live a victorious Christian life and fulfil your God-given destiny? The Holy Spirit speaks about this to us in 2 Peter 1:3, where He says: “According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue:” It is therefore possible for you to be a beneficiary of provision before need. However, one major challenge for most people with regards to this benefit is that when there is provision to meet their future needs, they become careless, frivolous and wasteful. When God provides ahead of time, it is possible to spend it on other things outside of God’s purpose. You therefore need divine guidance even in plenty. Having abundance does not justify wastefulness in God’s Kingdom. However, to partake of this great benefit, you need to increase your knowledge of the Provider, walk in obedience to Him, follow spiritual financial principles and wait on His directives always. Prayer Point: What some people waste daily is more than enough to feed several needy, hungry people. To trigger blessings from the Lord, such excess should be spent on meeting the needs of others. Open Heavens Daily Devotional guide was written by Pastor E.A. Adeboye, the General Overseer of the Redeemed Christian Church of God, one of the largest evangelical church in the world and also the President of Christ the Redeemer's Ministries. Read daily devotions from different Men of God around the world on www.muyilight.com and you will be happy and free from sorrow. |
| Literature / Romantic Story : Nurse Sandra (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:05am On Jul 19, 2017 |
Nurse Sandra Bayo’s evening shift was almost over when she looked in on Raymond, the footballer who was confined in the hospital with a recently broken leg. “Hello, Ray,” Sandy said when she saw he was awake. “Hi, Miss Bayo,” grinned the exceptionally handsome young man. “I’m going off duty in a few minutes,” she said. “And I wanted to make sure you’re comfortable.” “I can’t seem to sleep,” he sighed. “This damned cast is really disturbing me, ma.” “Well,” she whispered, pulling back the sheet and raising the front of his hospital gown. “I guess I’ll have to relax you.” The young man was completely shocked when the beautiful light-skinned nurse sat down on the edge of the bed and cupped his Joystick and balls in her hand. His rooster quickly jerked into an instant Attention. “Oh, Raymond,” she gasped. “What a beautiful big Joystick.” Before the boy could even grasp what was going on, Sandra’s hot, moist lips closed sensuously over his hard Joystick-head. Whimpering with lust, the beautiful nurse slid her warm, slippery lips farther down on his throbbing rooster. Her talented tongue was soon feverishly moving up and down his shaft, licking and lapping all along the sensitive underside of his swollen rooster-head, bringing moans of pleasure from deep in his heaving chest. There was a fantastic suction all over his tingling rooster as her leeching lips passionately sucked and pulled on his tasty Joystick. “Holy Jesus!” the young man sighed. As she began twisting her head from side to side, rotating his prick in her mouth, Raymond could feel her tongue slithering passionately around his throbbing knob. First using her tongue, then her lips, and then both, she was fiercely licking the youth into a wild frenzy. “Oh, my God!” yelled Raymond, digging his fingers into the sheet beneath him. “It’s so damn … fuckin’ good!” Locking her slippery lips more firmly around his thick shaft, Sandra took his rooster deeper and deeper into her mouth until she felt his big knob nudging at the back of her throat. Deliciously wild sensations were concentrated in the hard head of his rooster as her swirling tongue and sucking lips deliciously teased and tormented it with every hot, wet stroke. Raymond could feel his climax drawing nearer and nearer. The sweet agony was building, his churning balls ready to shoot a torrent of bubbling Pour up through the fiery length of his well-sucked prick. “That’s it, baby!” he cried out. “Suck my hard rooster!” To Be Continued… Read the remaining story from Season 1 Episode 2 -- Season 4 Last Episode ( The End ) here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/3/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story : Nurse Sandra (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 6:52pm On Jul 18, 2017 |
Nurse Sandra Bayo’s evening shift was almost over when she looked in on Raymond, the footballer who was confined in the hospital with a recently broken leg. “Hello, Ray,” Sandy said when she saw he was awake. “Hi, Miss Bayo,” grinned the exceptionally handsome young man. “I’m going off duty in a few minutes,” she said. “And I wanted to make sure you’re comfortable.” “I can’t seem to sleep,” he sighed. “This damned cast is really disturbing me, ma.” “Well,” she whispered, pulling back the sheet and raising the front of his hospital gown. “I guess I’ll have to relax you.” The young man was completely shocked when the beautiful light-skinned nurse sat down on the edge of the bed and cupped his Joystick and balls in her hand. His rooster quickly jerked into an instant Attention. “Oh, Raymond,” she gasped. “What a beautiful big Joystick.” Before the boy could even grasp what was going on, Sandra’s hot, moist lips closed sensuously over his hard Joystick-head. Whimpering with lust, the beautiful nurse slid her warm, slippery lips farther down on his throbbing rooster. Her talented tongue was soon feverishly moving up and down his shaft, licking and lapping all along the sensitive underside of his swollen rooster-head, bringing moans of pleasure from deep in his heaving chest. There was a fantastic suction all over his tingling rooster as her leeching lips passionately sucked and pulled on his tasty Joystick. “Holy Jesus!” the young man sighed. As she began twisting her head from side to side, rotating his prick in her mouth, Raymond could feel her tongue slithering passionately around his throbbing knob. First using her tongue, then her lips, and then both, she was fiercely licking the youth into a wild frenzy. “Oh, my God!” yelled Raymond, digging his fingers into the sheet beneath him. “It’s so damn … fuckin’ good!” Locking her slippery lips more firmly around his thick shaft, Sandra took his rooster deeper and deeper into her mouth until she felt his big knob nudging at the back of her throat. Deliciously wild sensations were concentrated in the hard head of his rooster as her swirling tongue and sucking lips deliciously teased and tormented it with every hot, wet stroke. Raymond could feel his climax drawing nearer and nearer. The sweet agony was building, his churning balls ready to shoot a torrent of bubbling Pour up through the fiery length of his well-sucked prick. “That’s it, baby!” he cried out. “Suck my hard rooster!” To Be Continued… Read the remaining story from Season 1 Episode 2 -- Season 4 Last Episode ( The End ) here http://muyigist.com/category/completed-stories/page/3/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story : Action In Calabar (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:16pm On Jul 13, 2017 |
Fred Life as a struggling actor can be frustrating which clearly explains the meaning of struggle. Those days you go hungry just so you get transport fare for auditions, those demeaning things one had to do to make career ends meet, no cash was coming in but the joy of doing what you love maximized the utility I craved for. I studied Theater Arts in the prestigious university of Ibadan, took numerous courses in the field of film and Cinematography and also acquired some skill in practical by joining various drama groups. knowledge wise, I am rich, and I’ve been told countless times that I am the future of moving pictures and it is better in my hands than anyone. Despite my formidable CV in the theater world, I still haven’t gotten my big break, the industry does not know me, I have been in front of cameras but not with ace directors or the big cakes in the industry, so many free jobs I did to just send my name out there to someone who will love me enough to believe in me. This wait of mine is five years and it has start to mess with my being, I kept on going but instead of getting what I want, i got the flip side of the coin, offers were coming but as a lecturer! This was good news to people around me but It wasn’t to me, it made me feel like I never will live that life I dream of daily, my mother managed to convince me, saying it could be a blessing in disguise and I should see it more as an encouragement and not a curse. My mom is a pastor and she knows how to use to scripture to pass her message across, I was pinned to the edge of my thoughts until I start to reconsider being a lecturer in the theater arts, over time; I started to convince myself saying it is better than nothing. I went through my emails on the eve of my birthday; I went through the mails sent to me by various institution, i weighed them and I considered the University of Calabar and the University of Abuja, both attractive and the pay was reasonable, first; I called the University of Abuja and they told me the offer was closed, the job have been given out. It didn’t get me sad, instead I was irritated at myself for thinking a job offered to me nine months ago could still be available, I got discouraged and didn’t call my second option, until I was persuaded again by my mother. I called UNICAL and they confirmed to me that the job was still very much available and they have been praying I call. Reluctantly, I told them I will join them as soon as I can. A month later, after dangerous thoughts and further persuasions from folks and friends, I decided to go to Calabar, it seem to be where God is for me. Uduak I am here packing up my bags to journey back to Nigeria, my country but I am not sure I can call it home. I have stayed here in the United kingdom for twenty years, going back is both exciting and depressing simultaneously. I thought of going there to learn in detail about the culture and norms so as to project it in moving pictures, it is my way of standing distinct amidst the very competitive environment I am in; theater arts is a big deal here in the UK, so one need a strong and formidable symbol that will single you out as Unique. An excellent edge is needed. After much deliberations, I was able to figure that I have all I need within me, I just have to harness the most potent factors to command the results I seek. Nigeria my country have over 200 ethnic groups with dynamic cultures, distinctly different from each other, the theater have not seen this and they have; they have not seen it from my perspective. I made a lot of findings, I picked my nativity {Efik} as my focal point, It is going to be my project. I have to show to the British filming academy why they should love not just my tribe but the other hundreds in the country................ To be Continued… Read the remaining episode 2 the the last episode here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/21/completed-story-action-in-calabar-18-season-1/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story : House Of Lust (18+) Season 2 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 8:09pm On Jul 11, 2017 |
The Senator was with his aides and some high profile members of his party, he had called them after I told him I was coming around. I knew this was my chance to impress them as I wouldn’t be in the same room with them again if I blew or bluff through today. I kept my head high, walked with that IT girl swagger, even requested that coffee be brought to the conference room. I recognised some of the men seated in the room, Dr. Lanre Makun, Easily one of the top decision maker in politics, he had a say both state wise and national issues. Another one Mr. Theophilus Ezeamaka, The Governor of Imo state and one of the leaders of the party. I sat down on the seat alloted to me, sipped my coffee and greeted them. Now it’s time to get down to business. “James says you have something with you, that can end Rauf rahman’s campaign. Is this true”. Dr. Lanre asked, I could tell he had other appointments because he kept looking at his wristwatch and his assistant came around, whispering into his ear time and time again. “Yes Sir. Everyone has skeletons in their cupboard, Rauf has a corpse,He is the one behind the debt scandal and if you improvise on the information that I will offer, you should Hurt his campaign terribly ” I replied, looking at him in the eye. “Can we have a look, Miss Whitney ” Mr. Theophilus asked, placing emphasis on the fact that I wasn’t married. I smiled, and passed the flash with the temporary files on it. He gave his assistant who placed it on a laptop, passed it around to them, while whispering something to them. “Good work Miss Whitney, not because you got dirt on th Governor, but because you know how to keep a secret, we don’t want the permanent file though, but it was nice you thought of it, now you’d be the one to pass it to your press contacts, I believe you are still hold relevance to them” Dr. Lanre replied, clearly looking impressed. “Yes I do, it will be out first thing tomorrow prior to how this meeting ends” I said, hoping they will keep to their end of the promise. Dr. Lanre stood up, and said “We have other meetings to attend to, you’d understand this when you become a senator, Senator Whitney”. He came across my seat, shaked my hands and left. The Governor of Ino state did the same, I was left with James Oseni in the room clearly because we didn’t have any electoral office yet. I signed documents, made a press statement announcing that I had defected to A rival party, announcing my intention to run for Senator in the mushin constituency and also planned out campaigns with Senator James Oseni. I got lots of calls, probably the press wanted an exclusive interview or reasons why I defected. I called Tech after all formalities had been taken care off. We drove home, I had a good day in what had been a bad month, and I was keen for it to remain that way. Jumoke called me later that night, surprised and congratulating me, telling me how everyone was shocked to hear the news, and she said she had news, Juicy Gossip. Jumoke always had gossip, but what could be better than my own. Jola Edwards announced that he and Stephanie okeke were getting married. To be continued…. Continue reading from Episode 2 to the End here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/05/completed-story-house-of-lust-season-2/ |
| Literature / Romantic Story : House Of Lust (18+) Season 2 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 7:47am On Jul 11, 2017 |
The Senator was with his aides and some high profile members of his party, he had called them after I told him I was coming around. I knew this was my chance to impress them as I wouldn’t be in the same room with them again if I blew or bluff through today. I kept my head high, walked with that IT girl swagger, even requested that coffee be brought to the conference room. I recognised some of the men seated in the room, Dr. Lanre Makun, Easily one of the top decision maker in politics, he had a say both state wise and national issues. Another one Mr. Theophilus Ezeamaka, The Governor of Imo state and one of the leaders of the party. I sat down on the seat alloted to me, sipped my coffee and greeted them. Now it’s time to get down to business. “James says you have something with you, that can end Rauf rahman’s campaign. Is this true”. Dr. Lanre asked, I could tell he had other appointments because he kept looking at his wristwatch and his assistant came around, whispering into his ear time and time again. “Yes Sir. Everyone has skeletons in their cupboard, Rauf has a corpse,He is the one behind the debt scandal and if you improvise on the information that I will offer, you should Hurt his campaign terribly ” I replied, looking at him in the eye. “Can we have a look, Miss Whitney ” Mr. Theophilus asked, placing emphasis on the fact that I wasn’t married. I smiled, and passed the flash with the temporary files on it. He gave his assistant who placed it on a laptop, passed it around to them, while whispering something to them. “Good work Miss Whitney, not because you got dirt on th Governor, but because you know how to keep a secret, we don’t want the permanent file though, but it was nice you thought of it, now you’d be the one to pass it to your press contacts, I believe you are still hold relevance to them” Dr. Lanre replied, clearly looking impressed. “Yes I do, it will be out first thing tomorrow prior to how this meeting ends” I said, hoping they will keep to their end of the promise. Dr. Lanre stood up, and said “We have other meetings to attend to, you’d understand this when you become a senator, Senator Whitney”. He came across my seat, shaked my hands and left. The Governor of Ino state did the same, I was left with James Oseni in the room clearly because we didn’t have any electoral office yet. I signed documents, made a press statement announcing that I had defected to A rival party, announcing my intention to run for Senator in the mushin constituency and also planned out campaigns with Senator James Oseni. I got lots of calls, probably the press wanted an exclusive interview or reasons why I defected. I called Tech after all formalities had been taken care off. We drove home, I had a good day in what had been a bad month, and I was keen for it to remain that way. Jumoke called me later that night, surprised and congratulating me, telling me how everyone was shocked to hear the news, and she said she had news, Juicy Gossip. Jumoke always had gossip, but what could be better than my own. Jola Edwards announced that he and Stephanie okeke were getting married. To be continued…. Continue reading from Episode 2 to the End here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/05/completed-story-house-of-lust-season-2/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : The Day I Lost Control, See What Happened (18+) Episode 1 by Realstory11: 9:39pm On Jul 08, 2017 |
have always been a rigid woman and since my husband died, I have not felt the need to submit myself to any man; rather, I immersed myself into my work. I am a definition of success with choice cars, houses across 10 states in Nigeria and empty plots of land across 15 states. I fulfill my carnal needs myself with my wide collection of dildos. My collection can make even Jada Fire jealous. I am still very beautiful at 39 with firm 34D-cup boobies and a Kahfee Cakes kind of butt0ckz minus the stretch marks though Lol. I have been keeping body and soul together by self-servicing to orgasm and this has helped me lose interest in men. Permit me to add that I still have a tight K!ttyC@t and I have a little daughter. One day I went shopping with my little girl in one of the very popular shopping malls in my city, just some groceries and some extra lady stuffs, nothing much and then I saw him; the guy or should I rather say, the young man who made me lose control. I don’t know what happened but on sighting him, the wind stopped, the lights in the store turned to club lights, my breath seized and when he turned and our eyes met, he gave a smile which made me weak in the knees I had to hold the trolley firmly for support. “O gawd, he must be from another planet” I thought to myself. I tried to force myself to turn away but my body wasn’t obeying the commands my brain was giving to it. “Turn away” I commanded my body under my breath when I couldn’t take the staring any longer Finally my body obeyed the command and I was able to turn away while trying to pick up more things displayed on the shelves but I couldn’t concentrate as I kept thinking about the young man I saw. He couldn’t be more than 24 years of age; handsome as Bleep, his height should be 6feet and a couple of inches tall, great athletic body, o gawd and that smile, really a killer. These thoughts opened up flood gates of arousal I never knew I still had in me, I got soaked as a carpool and I could literally hear the slight squishing sounds emanating from my nether regions while I walked. I even forgot about the existence of my daughter momentarily may she forgive me. My body was moving on autopilot as I had no control anymore and suddenly I bumped into someone. “Can’t you look at_” I never got to complete that sentence as I stood face to face with my boy crush, my mouth remained open but the remaining words refused to flow out again. I actually felt how a dumb person may feel. “Hi there, sorry I didn’t see you” he said with confidence and finishing the statement with that killer smile “o gawd why did you create some people this perfect?” I asked in my heart. I was basking in the glory of the smile before I was woken from my reverie by a slight shake from him “a penny for your thoughts” he said laughing. The way his voice flowed out from his lips like velvet. “I-its n-n-no prob-problem” OMG I really felt like a fool. When did I stammering? God he must think low of me. “Mummy, are you sick?” my little angel asked me from her comfortable perch in the trolley; o, if only she knew…, her mother is suffering from what I can call “HornyatFirstSightosis.” To be continued… Read the remaining episode 2 to the last episode here http://muyigist.com/2017/07/08/completed-story-the-day-i-lost-control-18/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : The Day I Lost Control, See What Happened (18+) Season 1 Episod by Realstory11: 1:46pm On Jul 08, 2017 |
I have always been a rigid woman and since my husband died, I have not felt the need to submit myself to any man; rather, I immersed myself into my work. I am a definition of success with choice cars, houses across 10 states in Nigeria and empty plots of land across 15 states. I fulfill my carnal needs myself with my wide collection of dildos. My collection can make even Jada Fire jealous. I am still very beautiful at 39 with firm 34D-cup boobies and a Kahfee Cakes kind of butt0ckz minus the stretch marks though Lol. I have been keeping body and soul together by self-servicing to orgasm and this has helped me lose interest in men. Permit me to add that I still have a tight K!ttyC@t and I have a little daughter. One day I went shopping with my little girl in one of the very popular shopping malls in my city, just some groceries and some extra lady stuffs, nothing much and then I saw him; the guy or should I rather say, the young man who made me lose control. I don’t know what happened but on sighting him, the wind stopped, the lights in the store turned to club lights, my breath seized and when he turned and our eyes met, he gave a smile which made me weak in the knees I had to hold the trolley firmly for support. “O gawd, he must be from another planet” I thought to myself. I tried to force myself to turn away but my body wasn’t obeying the commands my brain was giving to it. “Turn away” I commanded my body under my breath when I couldn’t take the staring any longer. Finally my body obeyed the command and I was able to turn away while trying to pick up more things displayed on the shelves but I couldn’t concentrate as I kept thinking about the young man I saw. He couldn’t be more than 24 years of age; handsome as Bleep, his height should be 6feet and a couple of inches tall, great athletic body, o gawd and that smile, really a killer. These thoughts opened up flood gates of arousal I never knew I still had in me, I got soaked as a carpool and I could literally hear the slight squishing sounds emanating from my nether regions while I walked. I even forgot about the existence of my daughter momentarily may she forgive me. My body was moving on autopilot as I had no control anymore and suddenly I bumped into someone. “Can’t you look at_” I never got to complete that sentence as I stood face to face with my boy crush, my mouth remained open but the remaining words refused to flow out again. I actually felt how a dumb person may feel. “Hi there, sorry I didn’t see you” he said with confidence and finishing the statement with that killer smile “o gawd why did you create some people this perfect?” I asked in my heart. I was basking in the glory of the smile before I was woken from my reverie by a slight shake from him “a penny for your thoughts” he said laughing. The way his voice flowed out from his lips like velvet. “I-its n-n-no prob-problem” OMG I really felt like a fool. When did I stammering? God he must think low of me. “Mummy, are you sick?” my little angel asked me from her comfortable perch in the trolley; o, if only she knew…, her mother is suffering from what I can call “HornyatFirstSightosis.” To be continued… Read the remaining episode 2 to the last episode here http://muyigist.com/2017/07/08/completed-story-the-day-i-lost-control-18/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : Life With Spoilt Neighbours (18+) Season 2 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 9:51am On Jul 05, 2017 |
immediately I landed Esther the slap , she immediately attacked me.. We started struggling (children fight). But Something was wrong about the brawl.. I noticed that Esther was’ntt interested in the fight.. She never threw a blow or sent a slap.. Esther was going for my little lekins (my pen:s).. I was too slow and never improvised that she’ll target my little lekins. . Eventually, she held my short, forced her hands into my Nicar (I was lucky I was wearing p@nt)……… I tried to pull her hands out……… But I was too late! Esther grabbed my p@nties along with my little d:ck and held it tight. I immediately surrendered and started pleading with Esther. ” Esther please” – I begged * I held her ankle but she had a firm grip on my little lekins with maximal force*, ” Esther please na…” – I pleaded in pain as tears was already gathering in my eyes. ” will you hit me again?” – Esther asked as she held my D harder. ” No,, I will never hit you again” – I replied ” oya kneel down” – Esther order I continued pleading with Esther to release my little-lekins as I held her ankle, but she did’ntt relent. ” the other day you insulted me, I left you alone, today you slapped me.. You’ll cry today” – Esther uttered. ” Esther, I promise I’ll never insult you again, please just release me.. Its painful o” – I pleaded. ” yes!.. I want you to cry today, so that next time you won’t try me again” – Esther muttered ” please na, I’ll give you my money, my lunch, anything you want. Just let me go.” – I begged.” how much do you think you can give me? Rubbish! I don’t want anything from you, I just want you to cry for insulting and slapping me.. And if you shout, I’ll press it more! I want you to kneel down now” – Esther uttered ” how can I kneel down na?? please na,, have you forgotten what we used to do together.. Please Esther.” – I replied ” you said, you hate me! So I don’t remember what we used to do” – Esther responded ” why are you talking like this na?? You’re the most beautiful girl in this school. I like everything about you.” – I uttered ” now you like me abi? When you were insulting me that day you did’ntt like me” – Esther uttered as she held my little-lekins tighter. ” please oo… Leave me oo, I won’t insult you again o” – I cried out ” do you really want me to let you go?” – Esther asked while she uncautiously slightly released my little-lekins ” yes!!’ – I replied hurriedly ” would you be my boyfriend?” – Esther asked. ” if I say ‘yes’ would you let me go?” – I asked. i took advantage of the fact that Esther was distracted by my utterance and I managed to set myself free.I was so relieved! But it did’nt end there.. After I released myself from Esther’s grip, I was really angered with the pain Esther caused me, I immediately attacked her with every force I had. Slaps and punches were all landing at Esther’s face and stomach.. She tried to hold my JT again (john Thomas) , but I was much more meticulous and I prevented it.. When she noticed that I had gained experience, and have been able to figure out her target area, she started begging me. I did’nt relent, I launched in more slaps and flabby blows on her, she started screaming – ” somebody help me o” things got bad for me when I threw a hard punch on her stomach.. The girl just went to the ground and did’nt stand up.. She was holding her tommy crying out loud. It was obvious that her scream got alotta attention, next thing I saw, four teachers stumped the toilet. They sighted Esther on the floor and two teachers immediately rushed her to the sick bay. By this time, my heart was already in my month, I was sweating profusely. The two teachers who remained with me just grabbed me by the hand and took me to the staff room. When we got to the staff room, teachers were surprise to see me cus I never got myself into any trouble. One of the teachers who held my hand started questioning me. ” what did you do to Esther?” – He asked ” am sorry sir, she was the one who started it” – I replied while tears started dropping from my eyes. * the next thing I heard was a whip on my back. The pain went straight into my brain* ” I said what did you do to Esther?” – the teacher asked again ” sir, I only slightly punched her on her stomach, it was a small punch sir. Truth!” – I cried ” so you want to kill someone’s daughter abi? Do you know where we heard her scream from?” – the teacher added * this statement of his followed by seven strokes on my back as he held my hands..I was sweating and crying* few minutes later, the teacher took me to my class, and Mr Ojo was shocked to see me cus He had been looking for Esther and I when He noticed we were not in the class.. Apparently, I and Esther spent over 45mins in the toilet. The teacher explained what I had done to Esther and Mr ojo gave me his own arm of justice. He instructed me to ‘pick pin’. He left me there for about 40mins. My uniform was already soaked and tears and catarrah was gushing out from my eyes and nose respectively. Few minutes latter, Esther was brought into the class by one of the teachers. Immediately Esther came into the class, she was asked by Mr Ojo to narrate what happened. Swiftly, Esther started raining lies on me.. She fabricated the whole incident. She said I instructed her to raise her gown.. And when she declined, I started punching her stomach the entire class exclaimed ” haaa!” I was transfixed! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.. ” Its a lie sir, Esther you’re a liar! You’ll die in hell”- I uttered while I cried in anger * my statement made Mr Ojo trashed me all over my butt. But that did’nt prevent me to talk. * ” sir, Esther is lying, Esther held my…………………” To be continued…. Read the remaining Episode 2 to the last Episode here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/24/trending-story-life-with-spoilt-neighbours-18-season-2-episode-1/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : Life With Spoilt Neighbours (18+) Season 2 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 9:57pm On Jul 04, 2017 |
immediately I landed Esther the slap , she immediately attacked me.. We started struggling (children fight). But Something was wrong about the brawl.. I noticed that Esther was’ntt interested in the fight.. She never threw a blow or sent a slap.. Esther was going for my little lekins (my pen:s).. I was too slow and never improvised that she’ll target my little lekins. . Eventually, she held my short, forced her hands into my Nicar (I was lucky I was wearing p@nt)……… I tried to pull her hands out……… But I was too late! Esther grabbed my p@nties along with my little d:ck and held it tight. I immediately surrendered and started pleading with Esther. ” Esther please” – I begged * I held her ankle but she had a firm grip on my little lekins with maximal force*, ” Esther please na…” – I pleaded in pain as tears was already gathering in my eyes. ” will you hit me again?” – Esther asked as she held my D harder. ” No,, I will never hit you again” – I replied ” oya kneel down” – Esther order I continued pleading with Esther to release my little-lekins as I held her ankle, but she did’ntt relent. ” the other day you insulted me, I left you alone, today you slapped me.. You’ll cry today” – Esther uttered. ” Esther, I promise I’ll never insult you again, please just release me.. Its painful o” – I pleaded. ” yes!.. I want you to cry today, so that next time you won’t try me again” – Esther muttered ” please na, I’ll give you my money, my lunch, anything you want. Just let me go.” – I begged.” how much do you think you can give me  ? Rubbish! I don’t want anything from you, I just want you to cry for insulting and slapping me.. And if you shout, I’ll press it more! I want you to kneel down now” – Esther uttered” how can I kneel down na?? please na,, have you forgotten what we used to do together.. Please Esther.” – I replied ” you said, you hate me! So I don’t remember what we used to do” – Esther responded ” why are you talking like this na?? You’re the most beautiful girl in this school. I like everything about you.” – I uttered ” now you like me abi? When you were insulting me that day you did’ntt like me” – Esther uttered as she held my little-lekins tighter. ” please oo… Leave me oo, I won’t insult you again o” – I cried out ” do you really want me to let you go?” – Esther asked while she uncautiously slightly released my little-lekins ” yes!!’ – I replied hurriedly ” would you be my boyfriend?” – Esther asked. ” if I say ‘yes’ would you let me go?” – I asked. i took advantage of the fact that Esther was distracted by my utterance and I managed to set myself free.I was so relieved! But it did’nt end there.. After I released myself from Esther’s grip, I was really angered with the pain Esther caused me, I immediately attacked her with every force I had. Slaps and punches were all landing at Esther’s face and stomach.. She tried to hold my JT again (john Thomas) , but I was much more meticulous and I prevented it.. When she noticed that I had gained experience, and have been able to figure out her target area, she started begging me. I did’nt relent, I launched in more slaps and flabby blows on her, she started screaming – ” somebody help me o” things got bad for me when I threw a hard punch on her stomach.. The girl just went to the ground and did’nt stand up.. She was holding her tommy crying out loud. It was obvious that her scream got alotta attention, next thing I saw, four teachers stumped the toilet. They sighted Esther on the floor and two teachers immediately rushed her to the sick bay. By this time, my heart was already in my month, I was sweating profusely. The two teachers who remained with me just grabbed me by the hand and took me to the staff room. When we got to the staff room, teachers were surprise to see me cus I never got myself into any trouble. One of the teachers who held my hand started questioning me. ” what did you do to Esther?” – He asked ” am sorry sir, she was the one who started it” – I replied while tears started dropping from my eyes. * the next thing I heard was a whip on my back. The pain went straight into my brain* ” I said what did you do to Esther?” – the teacher asked again ” sir, I only slightly punched her on her stomach, it was a small punch sir. Truth!” – I cried ” so you want to kill someone’s daughter abi? Do you know where we heard her scream from?” – the teacher added * this statement of his followed by seven strokes on my back as he held my hands..I was sweating and crying* few minutes later, the teacher took me to my class, and Mr Ojo was shocked to see me cus He had been looking for Esther and I when He noticed we were not in the class.. Apparently, I and Esther spent over 45mins in the toilet. The teacher explained what I had done to Esther and Mr ojo gave me his own arm of justice. He instructed me to ‘pick pin’. He left me there for about 40mins. My uniform was already soaked and tears and catarrah was gushing out from my eyes and nose respectively. Few minutes latter, Esther was brought into the class by one of the teachers. Immediately Esther came into the class, she was asked by Mr Ojo to narrate what happened. Swiftly, Esther started raining lies on me.. She fabricated the whole incident. She said I instructed her to raise her gown.. And when she declined, I started punching her stomach the entire class exclaimed ” haaa!” I was transfixed! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.. ” Its a lie sir, Esther you’re a liar! You’ll die in hell”- I uttered while I cried in anger * my statement made Mr Ojo trashed me all over my butt. But that did’nt prevent me to talk. * ” sir, Esther is lying, Esther held my…………………” To be continued…. Read the remaining Episode 2 to the last Episode here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/24/trending-story-life-with-spoilt-neighbours-18-season-2-episode-1/ |
| Romance / Romantic Story : Life With Spoilt Neighbours (18+) Season 1 Episode 1 by Realstory11: 9:00pm On Jun 28, 2017 |
I and my mom lived alone initially before my sisters joined us later on…. Before then, my mom and i lived in a compound occupying two buildings, a main house, and a back flat. The back flat occupied two families, mine and another neighbour which comprised of a man and his wife with three kids. While the main flat had in shelter a woman and five of her kids. – three girls, and two boys.! They were all grown up. The last child( a boy) was prolly 17 back then, and the eldest girl (eldest child) was in her early or mid 30s. In total, we were three families living in that compound. ……… Am gonno tell you about each of the children in the compound and how they all contributed in corrupting me.. THE FAMILY IN THE MAIN HOUSE. Praise- the oldest child, she was really religious, taught me the all i knew about God back then. Prompted me to go to church and basically, taught me how to pray. She was really kind, and generous. She was’ntt married then, though she was goodlooking and in her 30s. **************** Emillia- the second girl, was in her mid or late 20s.. She was really pretty, well packaged and kinda plumpy with perfectly toned skin, nice curves and stature. **************** Stephan- the third child, a man in his 20s , a worker, really cool nice guy! He was somewhat responsible, though he flirt with most girls. **************** Omolayo- a young stylish girl, also pretty, and quite fat. Had a cool feminine voice. She later traveled outta the countr though. **************** Felix- the last child of his mom, he was prolly in his late teens. 16-19 back then. He was fair and tall. Eno! Eno! Eno!.. My friend Noso called me from far as i was about entering the school gate. He ran towards me ” whats up now, i thought you won’t be in school today since its the first day of resumption” i replied as we both placed hands on our shoulders. ” my mom forced me to come o” Noso was my best friend and we did almost everything together, both good and bad! As we approached our new class since we were just promoted to primary four, we met our class teacher who we greeted smiling broadly. ” how are you doing boys?” he replied our greetings. We took a sit that we claimed as ours for the term. ” who’s that girl that just came in?” Noso asked. ” am sure she’s a new student, i hav’nt seen her before.’ ”she fine sha” Noso uttered ‘you better shut up before uncle hears you, its too early to start those rubbish” i replied. ”by the way, i saw Esther, she said she’s gonno come to school because of you o, she said she misses your face ” Noso said. ” she better not miss me ooh.. We almost got caught by Amaka (a sir pupil) the other day while… ” While i placed my hands on her thighs. What would have happened if that senior caught me doing that? ” ” but you hav’nt really told me how it happened o” -Noso replied. Me; I’ll tell you later, Nosa and Emma are coming” (my classmate). *we all greeted and joked before before we heard the bell* ##The school i attended had on primary school and its secondary school was in another area entirely (not in the same compound)## The bell rang for assembly and we all rushed out. Praise and worship was led by a teacher. Thereafter, the principal came and welcomed all of us. He gave his speech on ‘rules and regulations’ and urged us to be in our best behaviours. +after the speech, we all marched to our classes. We were only 11 in primary 4 . Six boys and five girls. * our form teacher came and introduced himself, and requested we also do the same. Eventually the new girl Noso and I saw was in our class, she was fair, neatly dressed and goodloking. She stood up and introduced her self as Tasha. Noso started calling her name silently to himself (like he was tryna memorize it.) our form teacher- Mr Ojo stressed that we’ll need a class rep, and opted that anyone who wanted to be the class captain should come out. No one did, apart from Emma. He then asked if we wanted Emma to be the class rep, we all replied ”NO!” Emma was a bully! A dreaded one! I can still remember him telling us he’ll deal with us after class for refusing to crown him captain! Mr Ojo then asked the class to nominate anyone, Noso and some others shouted ”Leke!!!’ Leke was my ”nick name” i was reluctant to come out cus i was never interested in the position, but Mr Ojo demanded my presence at the front of the class to contend for the position. I came out, and the girls in the class also nominated Esther. Esther was very brilliant, i wonder how i was able to still come out ahead of her during exams. She could pronounce words i did’ntt know without obstruction. Mr Ojo requested that I and Esther backed the class as they voted. After the short election, we faced the class, and i saw my friends giving me ‘thumbs up” as Mr Ojo announced me as the new class rep! I wasn’t happy, i was scared! In my mind ”weitin these people don put me so?” instead of me celebrating i was thinking about what Emma would do to me after class. Time went fast as I hurried home as soon as i heard the bell. I did’ntt even wait for Noso, i was on my way out of the gate when i heard someone called me – ‘lekins! Lekins! ” i thought for a second, ‘could that be Noso, but that is’nt his voice at all” the voice called me again, and i did’ntt bother to look back cus i remembered the voice. I tried moving faster . ”you better wait there or else if i chase you, you’re going to cry” it was the bully Emma calling after me, in fear i waited but summoned courage to confront him. He approached me and…………… T be continued……. Continue the reading from Episode 2 to the End here http://muyigist.com/2017/06/24/completed-story-life-with-spoilt-neighbours-18-season-1/ |
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