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I serve as a corper somewhere in Ogunstate, at 1st when I was posted there as my
PPA i was very upset little did I know what
that small settlement holds for me, I
reported to the school (yes, I was posted to
a school to teach computer) it was a day
before the close of term luckily I met the
vice-principal and was accepted
immediately and was told to resume on the
20th of sept.

I was happy cus I felt like I
was in hell and want to run back to my
State to meet my GF I’ve missed,
Fast forward»»»»»»» 26th of sept.

I assumed on that day cus 24th was my
younger bruva’s bday so I had to stay and
down those bottle b4 i left, I got to my
kopas lodge dropped my stuffs and went to
the school the next day, on getting there
the VP welcumd me and told me I will be
taking JJ3 computer I agreed and he asked
me if I have accommodation I said no and
he said there is just 1 room for kopas that
are posted there but at that time the room
is empty cus all the kopas prefer d lodge or
would asked him to reject them so they
could go look for beta PPAs.

I said i would
love to see the place then he said I should
come at the close of school I agreed then
he called a male student to take me to the
class master in the staff room.

The master
took me to the class after we talked about
wat I studied and all, he introduce me as
there new computer master and we went
back to the staff room, to be frank I was d
only kopa there that day and the teachers
there mostly Yoruba and as they gist in
there dialect d office became borer.

When they rang the closin bell I went to the
VP, he was chatting with a woman while a
female student stood near his seat then he
told me that she would take me to see the
room cus her home is very close to the
room and that her father is the caretaker of
the compound where the room is.

I nodded
in agreement, he then spoke in dialect (I’m
guess “go show him the room” and she
walked towards me with a friendly smile, it
was when I saw sometin about this
innocent beauty, she has this gap teeth and
shallow dimples that makes her smile so
perfect, with a brownish Complexion that
makes her eyes looks like she had contacts,
in fact she was an Angel without wings.

As we left the VPs office I now started a
conversation.
Me: Wat ur Name?
Stdnt: Tolu
Me: What class are u?
Tolu: JS3
Me:*Involuntary exclaimation* Ah!
*i took anoda look of who was walking with
me (if u see this babe waist, I think say dat
kyn SS2 or 3 sef, d Bosom no large)*
JSS3? *i asked again*

Tolu: yes Sir
Me: *oboy see f**k up, wey I for take this
one dey pass time here. Jiah!* How old are
u?
Tolu: 15 yrs
Me: 15yrs? Wow! U look 17
Dat Brought out a faint smile from her
Me: I like ur smile

Toyin was my very good friend. She got married a couple of months ago and since then she had been having some problems with her husband, Leke.

Toyin was a v!rgin before she got married and things became even tougher for her  when she realised, on their wedding night that Leke was a lot more than average when it came to size.

According to what she told me, the cex was so painful that she found it difficult to walk for a couple of days. I consoled her, telling her things will get better the more they had cex.

It did not. Recently, she has been texting me every other week, talking about how painful it was to be with him and how large he was.

At first, I was sympathetic but soon, those feelings changed to something else, arousal. The more Toyin talked about her husband’s c*ck, the more the idea turned me on.

I missed having a c*ck so big that it made me unable to walk. I was stuck with Michael’s tiny c*ck and even though I got something on the side, I still had not enjoyed the kind of d*ck Toyin kept describing to me.

Many times, I would salivate while reading her messages, imagining it was my kitten being destroyed by Leke’s large c*ck. I did try to share my words of encouragement, but it was so hard to hide how I was really feeling.

I began asking questions about the size and urging her to go into explicit details of how he felt inside her. Perhaps it was Toyin’s naivete, but she provided the information easily, unaware that I was curious to know because it helped with my m*sturbation session afterwards.

After months of listening to her complain so much, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I found and added Leke on Facebook. I sent him a message, introducing myself. We met briefly at his wedding so I was glad he quickly remembered me. After sending messages back and forth for a while, I asked for his number, telling him I liked to keep in touch with family from time to time. He gladly obliged.

I added him to my Whatsapp and about once a week, I would send him a seemingly innocent greeting and he would reply.

I expected that he would make some kind of move but I understood why he couldn’t. He was married and more importantly, so was I. I knew the ball was in my court.

One afternoon, I laid in bed in only a pair of red, lace g-string panties and took the most erotic photo I could. I posed seductively while making sure my br*asts and a$$ were very visible.

It had always been difficult to assess Omolara's figure when she was wearing her clothes as she always wore long full dresses and skirts, typical attire for a conservative lady. However the first time, I saw her in tight and the way it hugged her curves, I appreciated her figure.


She had joined Dami and I at their sitting room, one night and it was the first time I saw her in tight outfit. Dami's mother was very seductive. Her legs were muscular but shapely and her ass was very curvy and fleshy.

Omolara was small breasted but I was hardly selective when it comes to size of breasts, so it didn't matter. At 41 years of age she looked good.


Ever since the day that I saw her in the tight gown, I had a small crush on Dami's mom. Nothing ever happened though as I was too scared to ever make a move and she seemed very distant toward me.

All that changed when Dami and I came home from university during the holidays. Dami and I attended different universities but we remained best friends. My parents and I were not on the best terms and they didn’t care that I was staying at Dami's house during the holidays.


I made the mandatory appearance on the very first day of the holiday at my parent’s house but the rest of the time I stayed at Dami's house even when he was visiting his father.

The day Dami left, I stayed at the house while she went shopping. I was nervous because it was the first time I was alone with her in the house. I was staying in the guest room where I had stayed many times but always when Dami was home. Omolara, or Mrs. Jacobs as I always called her, arrived home close to evening time and she asked if I would like to have something to eat.

I told her that I wasn't that hungry and she was glad because she didn't feel like cooking. She put out some chin-chin and she opened a bottle of white wine. She was still dressed in her blouse and skirt but she had kicked off her shoes and her legs were stretched out on the family room chair.

"Come and sit in this chair here. I already poured you a glass of wine," she said softly.

I sat in the chair next to the sofa and I looked at her shapely legs stretched out toward me. I raised my glass in a mock toast and sipped the wine.

I usually prefer beer but that wine was particularly refreshing. Omolara and I quickly killed the first bottle of wine.

"Lenny go get us another bottle of wine, my feet are tired from shopping today," she requested.

My woman and I have been together for like two years. We were dating off and on cos she said her mother didn’t like people from yoruba (she’s Delta) . So, I didn’t reason it too much but she likes me alot and cant let go. Next thing, she got pregnant and we were hoping that will make her mother change her mind but they refused for my family to come and do introduction.

My woman moved in with me, I am a rig worker so I am not around sometimes. As God would have it, I got a new car, so I gave my old Toyota corolla to my woman to be using. Well, she didn’t know how to drive, so she got a Driver to be carrying her around. Every two months, she used to change Driver cos she don’ get along with them.

Eventually, she had our baby and that made her mother come and do omogwor. The mother seeing that we are living well, she agreed and my family came and did introduction. The mother said we must also do white wedding cos her daughter is the first daughter. I told her no problem, we will plan that one cos I dont have enough money at the time.

My woman and her mother have been planning this wedding and I honestly left them to it cos I dont want wahala, the woman likes money too much. About a month ago, my woman called me crying on the phone that her car has been snatched at gun point. I told her to calm down and I called some of my boys to go and check her.

They went to police to mobilize and they found out that its the new driver that woman hired that took the car and ran away. When I came, I joined them and the investigation started. My woman said he told her to come down from the car at gun point and drove off on the car.

The police traced this guy to his house but his family did not know his whereabouts. It took us two weeks before we got information that led us to track this guy down in Lagos. The guy was arrested and he confessed taking the car but that he only took it cos my wife stole from him. How, my woman stole from him?

This man confessed that he dated my woman before she got pregnant for me and they broke off.

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You see this life is full of ups and downs. I have found my own share of ups and downs…I am in a dilemma. I am battling within myself on what to do. I need your advice cos its eating me up. I am what you call a typical good girl. I was raised by religious parents, from a good home.

Throughout my growing up, I was determined to live by the standards I was raised by. I kept myself as a virgin even when the pressure was much. I dated my first boyfriend in my final year in school but broke up when all he wanted was s8x in the end. I met my current boyfriend two years later, after youth service.

Kola (not real name) is a sweet man. I love him so much. He is also a godly man and we have been together for almost two years now. Kola respects my will to remain a virgin until we get married which was supposed to be last year but he lost his job during the pandemic, so we decided to wait a little bit for him to be a bit stable before we get married.

In April this year, I got a job, to come and furnish a a new hotel. I am an interior designer. The job was from a friend’s brother whom I have known for years. Let us call him Tunde. Tunde got me this big contract and gave it to me but told me that I must promise to give him his own cut. I agreed. The contract is like the biggest I have ever done actually.

I went into work mode and brought in my team to carry out the job. Every time I kept thanking Tunde for the contract. I even made Kola my fiancé thank him for me. Then one day, Tunde called me. he was very angry. He was shouting, saying that we messed up the job. Apparently, the hotel owner discovered that one of the supplies we made was below standard and was not happy about it.

Tunde threatened to pull me off the contract and I started to beg him. He said I must correct the mistake and make it up to him. I agreed. I quickly went to correct the mistake. Tunde then called me to see him for a meeting to discuss. The meeting was in the hotel pent house. I got there and waited for him cos he was on a zoom call for several minutes.

After he finished, he started talking to me, saying, Esther, you fall my hand, how could you do this to me, after all I did for you. You know how hard I fought for you to get the contract, he was just talking and I kept apologizing to him. He then said, you must make it up to me, I told him I have corrected the mistake…he said he knows that I must make it up to him and give him his cut as I promised.

I told him he will get his cut after we finished the job. Well, Tunde laughed and said he is in the mood to collect the job now and right there, I was still trying to understand what he meant and the next thing, Tunde came to me and tried to kiss me. From begging him and laughing with him, I became serious and told him to stop.

He was like, come on Esther, you know I like you, why else will I give you a 12 Million contract? I was like…no, this cant be…sorry am engaged and he was like…Bleep that looser…I will take care of you better than that jobless fool you call a boyfriend. I thought we were still talking but Tunde meant business, he pinned me down and began to kiss and caress me.

By now, I was frantic …I have never been in this condition before…I tried to fight but Tunde is a much bigger and stronger man….I never suspected he could do this… I have been friends with his sister for over 9 nines years. I trusted him even though we all knew he was a womanizer but never did I know he had eyes for me.

Before I knew it, Tunde had overpowered me and started to push himself on me. I was hurting and very scared. Tunde forced himself on me…he was shocked I was still a virgin…infact, it excited him so much to discover that. He rode on me so hard, I was bruised and blooded. It was horrible. I got disvirgined by Tunde.

The fool and wicked Tunde realized what he has done …he asked me to marry him instantly. That he has never been with a virgin before. I was crying and all I wanted to do was leave. He started to apologize saying he didn’t realize ….that he thought I was just playing hard to get. He transferred 500k to me asked me to forgive him.

I don’t know how I managed to get home that day but I was so sad that I did not know how to tell Kola…I faked illness and avoided Kola. I was so sad….but Tunde kept sending me messages of love and all that craziness. I ignored him. I could not even tell anyone…cos I felt so bad to have lost my V before marriage…something I prided myself in for all my life.

After a week, I read that the first attempt at s8x does not always mean the cervix is open completely, and so I decided to forget what happened and focus on my relationship. But I made a mistake by not blocking Tunde no on my phone…well, I did not cos we are still business partners right?

That was my mistake …cos Tunde never stopped sending me messages of love and talking rubbish about the ‘time’ we spent together. That was how, Kola was holding my phone while I was in the shower when he came to visit. I never hid my phone from Kola before …he also does not hide his phone. So, when my phone kept buzzing with test messages, he read the test thinking it was urgent.

Now, Kola read all the messages from Tunde and when I got out of the shower, Kola looked at me like he saw a ghost. He just asked me: Esther, what did you do with Tunde?

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I used to be that innocent girl who had the world at her feet. I was beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS that could make men sway, and to top it all up, I was a Christian, a very good Christian with a heart burning for God.

When I entered the university, I met a guy, his name was DERRICK. I couldn’t believe my luck the first time I bumped into him on my way to class, he had such a kind smile and a tender look that weakened my knees when he spoke. Because I was late for class we couldn’t talk much but barely three weeks later, I met him at the fresher’s night party and I was overwhelmed.

We got talking and I found out that he was in his second year and from that night, we became an inseparable pair. At first, we were friends and as months passed by, we got closer and closer and the chemistry between us was undeniable.

About a year after I entered the university, Derrick and I started dating. He was everything a girl could ever want and desire save the fact that he wasn’t so much of a Christian.

Derrick had magical hands that made him hard to resist and most times I fell for it. At first, I felt bad but when I couldn’t help falling into the same pit I killed the guilt on my inside.

One day, one of my friends said I was getting fatter and that got me thinking and in the process I began to link the dots…first I had a vomiting spree every morning which I thought was due to a flu and then I had this morning sickness which I felt was due to stress and then my missing period…oh no it can’t be possible I said to myself, I couldn’t be pregnant!!!

After a series of test outside school, I realized the deadliest truth, I was indeed pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still had a whole life ahead of me, what was I going to do.

I couldn’t tell my parents, they wouldn’t hear of it. I had to go to Derrick to tell him what I had found out. On telling him, I saw him fly into a temper I had never seen in my life. He was so hysterical, calling me all sorts of names and I didn’t even know when I started crying heart drenching tears of hurt and betrayal.

When he looked into my eyes he must have realized how scared and hurt I was and so he pulled me close and ran his hands through my hair until I had calmed down and then he said to me in the most subtle voice ever ”why don’t you have an abortion”.

I pulled back instantly, I couldn’t have an abortion! But when he talked about my parents and the sanctioning of the school and the fellowship which I belonged to, I knew I had no other choice.

Derrick had made all the arrangements and on the supposed day we went to the room-like clinic. I shivered all through my way there but Derrick kept telling me that it would be okay and that he was proud that I made such a brave decision.

When I entered into the room where the abortion was supposed to take place I laid down on the table trying to dissociate my mind from what I was about to do and then a young man told me sternly, ”you know I can’t perform this procedure with your UNDER WEARS on” and then I began to pull it off.

As I did this sense of guilt overwhelmed me, first I had pulled off my UNDER WEAR of pleasure and now I was pulling it off to get rid of the stigma the pleasure had brought, what a shame, I felt so exposed.

All through the times that I felt instruments coming in and out of me, I kept thinking of the lady I had become and the hypocrite I had transformed into. I let out a sigh, only if I can get through this I muttered… only if…and then I felt a sharp pain pierce through the whole of my body.

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I have been married to the love of my life for four years and I can’t imagine that her family is about to break up our marriage with their attitude and unnecessary pressure. I met my wife when she was in her final year of university. It was love at first sight , I proposed and we go married while she was still in school.

My wife told me she wanted to finish school before having babies and so I agreed with her wish. Since we got married, she was on contraceptives to prevent babies. She was quite young too at the time, she was 25 years old. After school, we started trying for a baby but maybe because she was posted to Ebonyi state while I was in Lagos, I felt the distance was preventing regular copulation between us.

Well, after she finished NYSC, we started trying actively. It began like that…before I knew it, all my wife became obsessed is with having s8x just for baby. If she is not ovulating, she will not want s8x…once shes ovulating, I must do marathon. I became worried that she was becoming too worried about the matter.

As a good husband, I always tried to talk to her that she needs not to worry about babies that God will give us a baby. My wife will always cry once she sees her period every month. It was now getting to me. So, we went to see specialists. They said nothing is wrong with both of us. My wife insisted they put both of us on fertility drugs. I hated the idea but I did it to please my wife.

I was no longer enjoying my marriage. Its all baby talk or sadness around us. I thought my wife needed a job to take her mind off the depression that was clearly starting to eat her up. I got her a job in a friend’s company. But she went to tell her mother who told her not to take the job …that she needs to rest to be able to conceive. Again, I did not argue cos all I want is for my wife to be happy.

All my wife does at home is read about how to make babies all day.

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