I was starring. I was caught by the display.

Cynthia kept on trying to illustrate to the Junior student before her how she wanted her to clean up her dusty sandals. She kept leaning forward while doing so. But as she did this, I was continuously being explicitly presented with what had suddenly become a highly erotic view. Her p@nties as well as her blue mini combat shorts, have ridden down the cheeks of her big butt0ckz and was now revealing the crack of her bum mid-way down. I was stupendously mesmerized by this. And as her body went back and forth with her many gesticulations, her butt0ckz swung to and fro, prompting the young student’s eyes, as well as mine, to dance around with the rather fat mass of flesh.

My K!ttyC@t easily reacted to this and in just a moment, I sensed the moisture form inside of me. It took quite a while and a great deal before I could finally disengage myself from such gawking. It had been a thoroughly enticing experience but equally one that was accompanied with a great deal of absurdity, overall. I wasn’t into girls if I were to be frank. In fact, going by the definitions of the various Sekxual orientations known to the world, I am simply straight. Back home, I have this dude I call my boyfriend. Tunde by name and we have had S£x once. He popped my cheery in the course and since then, I have longed to do it again with him. I had never had any feelings for any girl and cannot think of anytime I ever even gave being with any other girl a thought. I have even talked a couple of my colleagues who are always into it here in the dormitory, out of it. I was just heterosexual. A little girl who loved and worshiped big enormous male cocks! And a Sluut of some kind whenever I found myself around hung guys. But now, something else appeared to be creeping in. I had first noticed this two evenings ago. Just after the relocation of some students fromtheir previous dormitory to new ones. Some new blocks had been recently commissioned by the Parent Teacher’s Association and most of us were instructed to move into them.

That was how Cynthia came to join us. I already had a best friend called Udak. We had been friends since Class one and had even shared a single bed sometime in the past when the school struggled with bed spaces.
Now we sleep separately but still on the same bunk.

She stayed below while I used the bed above.
However, I had not known she also had a similarly close friend who happened to be Cynthia. She was a classmate of hers (I was in a different classroom block but of similar grade) who only used a separate dormitory.

Nonetheless, I had already heard a thing or two ‘ugly’ things about here even though I was yet to get close to her. However, just after the instruction to relocate, Cynthia began demanding that Udak secured a bed space for her within our own dormitory.

That meant from the beds that were going to be left out empty when some people in our dormitory had moved out. Udak told me about it, and even though I never openly objected, I really was not comfortable with the move.

The rumours I had heard made me really worried. It had circulated a lot within the school female dorms back then, that she was a l£sb!an or at least a Bi. I equally even heard on certain occasions that some of my distant friends openly spoke about their wish to get down with the ‘notorious’ girl and did really send out an invite to her. Even when some of them were not into girls in any way.

Of course, this made me feel bad since I had always been one of the strongest preachers against same-S£x relationship within the dorms. Therefore, when Udak (who I could swear before any oracle was not into fellow girls) told me about Cynthia’s supposed move into our own dorm, it only left me quite livid. That was not only going to mean a sudden closeness to a l£sb!an girl of which I ultimately detest, but also a become a threat to the beautiful relationship I had developed with Udak. Unfortunately, she did move in and not just that, she equally secured a bed which was just adjacent to us. And her occupying the lower bed meant that she was always going to spend the night close to Udak since she slept below mine. Poor me!Two nights had gone now and it was already appearing like I had a big mountain before me. In fact, the Cynthia I had harbored so much dislike for, had swept me off my feet when she finally joined our dorm. She was just outlandishly stunning to say the least. We were all in our last grades and thus were seniors. And I am sure she was the same age as myself; sixteen. But she looked entirely much more matured than myself! She was a bit taller than me. Had a figure of a grown-up woman. Possessed these big poking tits you would not expect to find on the chest of a sixteen year old. And had a hip that played the violin when she walked. She was just too beautiful. I now understood why most girls in the dorm wanted to sleep with her.

Apart from all those traits she had, she still had another extraordinary feature. Her big fat butt0ckz! Up till this point in my life (I will be twenty-six by next birthday), I still cannot explain how she managed to have a backside that big and fleshy at sixteen. It was a direct contrast to her body size which was mainly slender. The butt0ckz only made itself obvious to noticed anytime she dressed and walked out. She was just mesmerizing. I was equally beautiful; in fact I won the last mock hostel beauty pageant conducted in our dormitory by our Hostel porters. But I simply understood that Cynthia was more beautiful than myself and was going to subsequently take away the repeated pageant victory I had always enjoyed and gotten a lot of respect for. Udak, who is the less beautiful of the three of us was also a killer. In the sense that she had another commendable body. But she was not close to the two of use, facial-wise. I and Cynthia were the better.It was on that first night of Cynthia’s arrival that I began having the earlier indicated absurd feeling.

She hadn’t struggled to blend and mix with myself and Udak. As well as the other girls whose beds were not too far from mine and Udak. I had quietly observed her body, taking due recognition of how beautiful and attractive her body was.

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It was on a fateful Thursday evening while I was heading home from work. The weather was cloudy and quite breezy showing that the heavens would soon let out a heavy downpour. After I’ve driven for about 5mins from Asokoro junction towards AYA, I met a very horrible traffic gridlock and someone was seriously waving me down.


I was able to see her through my rear view mirror and she finally caught up with me because of the traffic. The way she called out my name gave me no option but to reluctantly help her open the front door.

I couldn’t recall where I knew her from but it was obvious I’ve seen that face before. When she was fully seated, the first thing she said was Uniabuja and immediately my mind raced back to where I knew her from. She was a schoolmate of mine way back when I was in school, although we were not friends but i knew very well. She was quite notorious and her lodge was close to where I resided then.
Well after the normal exchange of pleasantries and flattery, I asked her where she was heading to and she said I should drop her off at nyanya. All this while we were still stuck in traffic and it was already raining heavily.

To Be Continued…
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Until late 2009, I was still a virgin.
I used to think it was cool to be a virgin (talk about my religious upbringing) until I realized
everybody around me was growing up and losing their innocence,
leaving me behind.
My story started several years ago, when I was still 10 years old.


At that tender age, everything I knew about S£x was from tiny bits of information from much older boys, and preaching from elders
and religious leaders that S£x is evil and we should keep away from it.
Trust children, they only succeeded in making us very curious.

We were living in a storey building of four flats then in the suburbs of one of Nigeria’s fastest cities.
Each family lived in a flat.

My family occupied the flat upstairs on the left, adjacent to the landlady’s flat. The family living directly below us downstairs had a girl called Tola, who was almost my age.

We have something in common; while I was the last born of my parents,
she was also the last born of her parents. There were many children and young people in the house then as all the four families in the compound had kids. We usually played together in the compound. She was a pretty girl. Now I could remember that she was fair in complexion.
She had dimpled cheeks and long hair
which her parents made into ponytails. She was my best-friend.

Sometimes, Tola and I would lock ourselves in a room and play doctor and patient.
I would be the doctor and she would be the patient. She would off her clothes and lay on the bed, then I would examine her. I could see the two tiny pink buds that would later.

blossom into unmentionables. Then I would see that narrow canal in between her legs with that little protrusion which would later be
that wet, come-dripping, juicy pleasure filled well, called p—sy
(the protrusion is the cl–t). Then we would change position.
She would become doctor and I would become patient. I would remove my clothes and lie on the bed. Then she would examine my body, including that tiny, pointed stick that would later become the ultimate instrument of pleasure, the d—-k.
Actually that was my
first close examination of a p—sy. It was a child’s p—sy and it
was tiny. In our innocence, we would play on without understanding the functions of those organs we were playing with.

Well, somebody soon taught me what the p—-sy was.
To be continued...

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The rain just got heavy, and my m0ans were getting louder, I really didn’t care since no one would hear me, I guess though. Alhaji Rauf Rahman is the Governor of Lagos State, He was a lawyer (SAN to be precise). He was born into a wealthy home so money really wasn’t a problem for him, he gets what he wants whenever he wants it. He wanted to be Senator, he got a seat in the Senate. He wanted to be Deputy Governor, his party afforded him the spot, when he thought of being governor, they persuaded the main runner, Dr. Peter Abidigun, to step down and Now, He’s Governor. He wanted me, well he is banging my brains out now,but did he get me?

Me? Sorry, Pardon my manners, I didn’t tell you my name, I am Whitney Saliu-Johnson, Just call me Whitney, I was born a nobody, I studied Social Work in the University Of Lagos and am presently the press secretary for the Governor’s Office.

Press Secretary? I am still a nobody.

Oh, Alhaji Bang me……oh…….Bleep my brains out…..Oh lawd….; I m0aned and m0aned, I just wanted him to Pour, He wasn’t good in bed at all, Given his 3 inch J0yst!ck. I just wanted him thinking with his J0yst!ck.

He wouldn’t Pour though, He must have taken viagra, I knew the best way to get him, I got him to pull his erect J0yst!ck out and then I allowed him lay on the bed, and then after some soft Mouth Action that got him looking like a 3rd class civilian. I slid his J0yst!ck into my wet Well, I worked my butt0ckz up and down with the speed of lightening, and my b0s0m were filled in his face, He was sU-Cking like a puppy who Was hungry for some milk.



He wouldn’t still Pour, I stopped moving fast, started moving slow and whining my waist like I was dancing to some R-Kelly Blues with my b0s0m still in his face. He cummed. I la!d on the bed, tired but not satisfied. Now I had to play my card.

Alhaji, What do I say about the debt Lagos were reported to owe tomorrow?, I asked. He just placed one hand on my b0s0m, looked at the ceiling and started humming. I got upset, but I knew he was just trying to play around, but I couldn’t afford the time to play around. I had plans and this plans worked with time.

I took his hands off my boob, and started dressing. He didn’t say anything or didn’t even try to protest until I was completely dressed.

“You know you are rude, Whitney” He said. I didn’t respond. ” I won’t tell you how to do your job and because you having s*x with me doesn’t mean I get to give you preferential treatment ” He added.

Well, Spoken like the Governor he truly is, He always thinks about equality and that’s one of his weak point, One of the reasons I wanted him impeached and I was working at it.. I just needed his answer on the debt and I knew how to forward my reservations and recommendations to the press.

I started walking out of the hotel room, expecting him to at least call me back or beg me.


“Close the door after you and follow the other exit, Don’t let anger make you act stupid, I have got enough bad press”. I wasn’t angry before, but at this moment, I was boiling. My phone rang up, it was my partner In crime ” at least for the moment ” Jola Edwards.

Jola Edwards is the Chief Of Staff to the Governor Rauf. He is an handsome, tall and relatively attractive man. He is very cocky, thus my attraction for him. He had some of my desires, getting the Governor out of office one of them.

“Jola, Good timing for your call, where do we meet? ” I asked. Now Jola is a s*x machine, maybe because he was still in his 30’s or probably because we had a mutual understanding. I just didn’t know, but he was the one getting it right with s*x for me.

Let’s meet at the Cosmopolitan Hotel ,almost there”. He said. I put off the call and boarded a taxi, with many things on my mind. I placed my headphones and started listening to some music.
I attended University of Lagos like I said before, that was where I learnt my trade. The Vaginas Trade. My room mate Halima now owns a brothel in Ikeja, and she’s fast becoming a multi millionaire because of the clients she has on book.

Halima was Miss Unilag 2008, She is hot, Moderate Height, Full cupsize b0s0m and a butt to kill, but she wasn’t still as hot as me. I wanted to be a model student, get done with school and start getting some payroll. Halima couldn’t see that, she wondered why someone as hot as me, wouldn’t start getting payrolls now.

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