I was posted to an eastern state. Those three weeks I spent at NYSC camp were the worst three weeks of my life. After camping, I got my PPA posting and guess what, I was sent to a government girls secondary school to do my service!!! I was beyond excited despite the location of the school.
Omoh, d school dey 4 village but I no care, I was just happy to be a king among women (girls sha).
Next, I and three other coppers went to the school to sign our acceptance letter. Omoh, the principal come say she no want any coppers oh, say coppers dey corrupt her girls too much. Small tin I for cry oh, why this woman won come turn my wine to water na? Which kain devil be dis na?.
We beg tire but d woman say we dey waste time say her decision na final. I then told the woman that I got a vision that God wants me to serve in that school.
She look me laff come say among all of us, na me she fear pass cuz her girls go pursue me.
Wow!!!… I Don hang. But, “u  look very gentle n responsible” was her next comment. I then gave her an innocent smile to cement her first mistake (she wouldn’t believe I could f**k the assistant principal). After a little brain-washing by me (trust me na), she accepted us and asked us to resume duty next week Monday……

I arrived the school on Monday morning feeling fly and ready for whatever. I was offered a table in the science lab which would serve as my office but I refused it cuz it was located at the junior section of the school.
Nawa oh, wetin I dey do for Junior section when bad girls full senior section. Abeg I wan deal with mature girls jor. Lucky me, I got transferred to the senior section to teach ss1 and offered a table at an office close to ss3 class.
Baba God, u too much!!. I walked into the office meant for three staff and met a female teacher who was busy and didn’t notice when I walked in.
“Good morning madam” I said.
Then she looked up at me and replied
“Copper, Good morning. You’re welcome”
Literally, my heart melted. I lost all my senses…. cuz sitting before me was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. This woman eyes na die! Ebony skin, no make-up… even girls used to stare at her. Her name was Mrs venny. Also, I got to discover that she also had the most beautiful heart in the world.
She was married and approximately ten years older than me but I still wished her husband would divorce her or drop dead … so that I could marry her. We chatted about a few things and became friends.
Twenty minutes later, the bell went off and it was time for my first class. Omoh, my heart dey beat like Don jazzy song, I need to compose myself well… no jonzing!. I grabbed my materials and headed to teach a class full of girls …

Omoh, as I enter d class, d girls come dey shout like say dem see jay-z. I come shout 4 dem say make them shut up! Dem dey mad?. Everybody come quiet and all eyes come dey on me, I come forget wetin I plan to talk sef. Anyhow sha, I introduced myself and my subject.
These girls were glad to have me… and I was glad to be here with them as the only male copper in the school.
I be like tuface to them. As I dey teach, I discover say most of them na confirm olodo. Them no sabi anything but i later discover say them intelligent 4 bed and them bad to the bone.
Some minutes into the lesson, I asked the class a question but no one answered. Then, a girl stood up and gave me the answer. Her name was Ella.
Ella had an average face and a-s but she had big b----t-s. I come notice say these girls dey lift their skirts for me to see their pants. Chai! See fresh temptation. Omoh, my p---k come dey rise small small so I come go Siddon 4 one sit to cover-up. All the while, I noticed that some of these girls had their eyes on me. I be fine boy small na.
Particularly, a pair of eyes caught my attention. Guess who? Omoh, Ella dey look me!! As She dey look me 4 eye, I dey look her huge b----t-s…. Fantasizing about sucking them. After the class, I asked them if they had any questions.
They said yes and started asking questions like “do you have a girlfriend?” “Can you speak Ibo?”. Haha! Una Don enter one chance this year. I just waved them off, smiled and went back to my office…. still fantasizing about Ella.
I walked into my office, greeted Mrs venny and sat down and rested my head on my table to relax (oh, how I love to see this lady).
Some minutes later, I heard a female voice say “sir, please can I borrow your text book? ”
I looked up and saw two pair of huge b----t-s pointing at me. You guessed right …..
it was Ella….

I handed over the text book to Ella. She took it to class and promised to return it. I no know whether she really need that book, abi she just won use style give me green light?. I just respected myself and kept acting normal around her. days past, I no see more green lights again oh! Abi Ella no like me again? God abeg oh.
Two weeks later was Valentine’s day and behold I had so many gifts that I couldn’t remember some girls who gave me gifts. One girl walked into my office with a love shaped gift with an inscription that said I LOVE YOU and said “sir, this is a val gift from Ella”.
I sent for her, we chatted then I asked for her number. After school, she came to say bye and I promised to call her at night.
At night, I dialled her number:
“Hi, it’s David”
“Hi”
“How are you doing?”
“I’m fine, and you”
“Fine. I like you”
*silence*
“Can I see you tomorrow?”
“I don’t know oh. I don’t visit strangers”
Omoh, d girl say I resemble player, I come convince Ella say I like her die, say I no be bad Guy. But I didn’t beg her…. I can’t beg a girl for anything.
Attraction is the key … if a girl is attracted to you, you no need all those “ten ways to get a girl” lecture. rubbish!.
I come tell her say if she no fit come tomorrow, I no go ever invite her again. I cut call. 30 seconds Later, she call me back and asked me when I want her to come … I just tell am 11a.m. girls love guys that make the rules. Trust me, I know.
hurray!!!! Ella and her huge boobs are coming to my house.
Next day was Saturday, the d-day. I arranged my room, sprayed my body spray in the room (I no get air freshner… who needs air Freshner when jona is president? Lol.) I took my bath, put on clean boxers and a black polo then borrowed some naija films (naija chicks like naija film die).
Of course, I had condoms under my mattress. 10:30am,
Ella called and asked for the direction to my crib. I gave all the details of the house and even told her how old the house was. Lol. She con laff like fried fish head (ishi-azu). I con begin dey play cool R&B songs…. meanwhile I Don already drink alomo mixed with big stout.
Today na die!. I just lay 4 bed dey expect Ella.
Next thing I heard a knock on the door. Thank God! I do sign of the cross. As I open door I saw one small boy wey be my neighbor pikin. “U dey mad?!” I ask am with vex. “Comon go play 4 gutter” I hiss, bang my door still they wait 4 Ella.
5 minutes later, I hear another knock again. God abeg I no won die of high BP oh, this person got to be Ella abeg. I opened the door and saw Ella, sexy as hell. Jizos christ of onitsha!! see bo’obs! If to say trumpet blow that moment, I for no gree go heaven immediately oh, I go wait till I straff finish. lol.
This girl na heaven on her own, my p---k Don dey salute since. She gave me a smile and I said “come in please”….

Ella walked in, I shut the door and she sat on my
bed watching a naija movie I arranged for. We
chatted for a minutes then i lay behind her and
joined her in watching the movie. She seemed
interested in the movie sha (no mind naija girls
Jare, if u follow their words. and action, u no go
succeed to Straff dem oh). My mind no even dey d
film sef I just plan how to executive my mission.
Then I began my usual technique by holding palms
with her and gently caressing her palm. Most
times, a girl who’s ready would get the message
and unconsciously caress your palm too or adjust
to a position where you can have access to her
sexual zones.
Omoh, Ella no respond in any way… chai, I Don
enter one chance.
But I remember all d praise wey girls dey give me
(lord of s-x) so I comport myself and re-
strategize. Then I started playing with her
necklace, telling her how perfect I thought she
was and how I love to hug people I love. All na
packaging jor, i just dey wan use style smooch
her. She just turned, looked at me and smiled.
That smile be like “I don’t believe you, you
wanna touch my body” then I gave her a hug from
behind, placing my arms slightly around her upper
stomach, right under her bo’obs. I could feel the
sensation of her bo’obs on my arms. Omoh, thank
God say God create women oh, if not the world
for be “big nonsense”.
Then I started smooching her stomach gently,
moving slowly to the side of her brea’sts, using
my palms and fingers to caress her. Omoh, Ella
just pretend like say she no send me, still dey
watch the movie. She was putting on a skimpy top
and a light bra inside. I made a slow “O”
movement with my middle fingers around her Tips,
then squeezed her Tips as gently as possible. Then
she jerked as I squeeze them. Viola!! She Don
respond! Then I moved to a kneeling position
behind her, I started kissing the sides of her neck
while doing my magic with my fingers.
I could feel her heart-beat increase and her
breathing became more intense. This went on for
about 4 minutes. Now or never!. I stopped kissing
neck region, moved close to her ears and whispered
“l wanna take your top off”. She no talk
anything.
Brothers, girls no like guys wey dey
always seek permission oh, just study her action/
reactions and do what u feel is right.
So I started to pull her shirt off slowly, I took
it off!. I still left her bra on, d--n! Her bra
couldn’t contain her bo’obs. I started kissing her
neck again, down to her spine and back. Then I
unbuttoned her bra and removed them slowly.
Jizos see bo’obs! I still couldn’t believe I had
Ella’s bo’obs in my room. So dreams come true?.
She come lie down for bed, facing up looking at
me.
Then she said “this is why you invited me abi?” I
said “no, I really like you and I love spending
time with you”. I whine am small. She believe
me, I bent over and started kissing her (omoh, her
lips soft like agege bread), she held the back of
my head and was kissing me too. All the while, I
was caressing her bo’obs and Tips with one hand.
I stopped kissing her lips. I very slowly, started
kissing her down: neck, chest, stomach, ribs,
belly-button.
Omoh, every kiss I placed on her
gave her some chills. I Neva kiss her bo’obs yet
(keeping the best for the last).
Then I come grab her huge bo’obs, omoh my hand
no fit carry am well sef. I kissed her bo’obs,
started making circular movements with my tongue
around her Tips. She was jerking. Then I placed
my full lips around her bo’obs and s----d gently,
She made an “uohhh” sound. Viola!! First
moan!. my other hand was smooching her other
brea’st and gently squeezing her Tips She come
dey rub my head as I dey suck her.
After like 1 minute, I stopped n looked at her.
Omoh, she grab my head back to her nipp’les and
said “you better don’t stop oh”. so this girl like
this thing she come they form king-kong since.
Omoh, I come continue oh switching brea’sts and
doing magic with my fingers.
Occasionally, I would stop and kiss her all over
her body again. Ella was moaning when I was
sucking, sotay I come start to play blues to cover
the noise. Then she took my middle finger in lips
and starting sucking it. Wetin this girl they do
sef?. Then I made the next big move… (she was
putting on Jean trousers- why this girl wear this
kind protection come na?) I smooched her crouch
region with my fingers reached for her zippers.
Then she grabbed my hand …..

As she grabbed my hand, I stopped sucking
and looked at her with an innocent face (like
2months old pikin wey him mama loss) as if to say
“wetin happen na?”.
As if she read my mind, she
said “what do you think you are doing?” d--n!
my standing di-ck just deflated and I just slumped
beside her on the bed, no response. then she
started raining me with questions like:
“so this is how use girls and dump them abi?”
“how many of my classmates have u slept with?”
“is this love or lust”
na today? trust me na, I gave her d best possible
responses n told her that se-x would bind us
together. omoh, I whine am tire, she just dey
smile dey look me. baddest Guy ever liveth, I
come reach for her zippers again feeling say I
Don win her heart. omoh, as I touch her crouch
area to open zip, she grabbed my hand saying
“your plan shall not work oh, you want to use me
and dump me abi?”
omoh, I started another round of brain-washing
but Ella still no gree me unzip her local
government oh. chai! I Don Bleep up… like say I
know I for invite nneka (another big bo’obs girl
wey call me that morning say she wan see me).
how 1 girl go dey use me play like dis na? when
more than 100 students dey willing to Bleep me.
I come free her, lie down face ceiling dey think
about my life. she ask me why I quiet, i say
“nothing” she ask whether I dey vex I say “no ,
why should I be angry na. s-x or no s-x, you’re
still special to me”. (big lie, I dey vex die .lol.)
na wisdom I use cuz it’s good to tell girls what
they wanna hear.
she smiled, continued watching TV. there was
silence. then she said she wants to rest on my
chest. God I thank u oh! omoh she rested her
face n bo’obs on my chest… I bet she could feel
my heart beating like bass drums. her bo’obs on
my bare chest… pure extacy!. I dey look TV but
my brain couldn’t comprehend anything. lol. she
asked why my heart was beating, I said I had
high BP, she laughed. there was silence again
then my di-ck started kicking . she placed her
hands on my dic-k and said “so u Don plan to kill
me today abi?” I said “no, my di-ck always kicks
when am with someone I love”.
she laughed again saying I was funny. really?.
then she stood up, bo’obs big n erect and asked
me to close my eyes…

I obey like small pikin, closed my eyes dey wait
(hope say this girl no wan use knife cut off my
tin oh, cuz naija girls can be funny at times).
omoh, next thing I felt was a soft kiss on
forehead down to my lips, neck, chest , stomach
(I dey pray make she no stop) then she pulled out
my di-ck and stroked it then started sucking it
ike a vacuum cleaner… slowly.
very good bad girl. haha. she would suck it dry,
spit on it and suck it dry, then occasionally
licked the tip of my di-ck with her wet tongue
(omoh, I dey jerk every time she do am… i bin
try to control myself but no way).
then I excused myself and entered the bathroom
(I no wan release yet abeg)…
I drank the
remaining mixture of alomo & stout I hid there.
after that, I took one mint to freshen my breath.
I went back in and met Ella stack Unclad on bed,
sexy as ever. I started caressing her thighs,
telling her how sexy she was and how lucky I was
to have her. she loved the things I was saying, I
could see it in her stare.
then I started kissing her inner thighs up to her
pus’sy region but I didn’t kiss her there yet. I
focused on her thighs for a while then slowly
went up and flicked her cli-t with the tip of my
lips… I started licking her cli-t slowly, sucking
it, spelling letters with my tongue on it.
occasionally I would deep my tongue into it and
slowly flick it out (rubbing my tongue on the cli-
t as it comes out).
all the while I could tell that she in heaven cuz
she moaning like ‘awwww’ ‘uhmmmm’ n sometimes
sobbing (like person wey won cry) positioning my
head in a “don’t stop” manner. I then placed one
of my hands on her bo’obs, smooching it and
gently squeezing her nipp’le. I focused my tongue
on the her cli’t… sucking and flickering it while
I dipped my other hand’s middle finger in her pu-
ssy.
I started fingering her, I was making the ‘come
here’ sign with my finger (palm facing up) this
was magic, I could feel me rubbing the center of
gravity. occasionally, I kept making circular
movements with my finger. I did all these task at
the same d--n time!. omoh, e come be like fight
oh… Ella kept moaning, jerking, moving up and
down the bed, as she dey move I dey follow am
go any angle. lol.
around 5minutes I stopped cuz I knew she was
gonna c-m any moment, that would weaken her
and make the straffing dull. I pulled out a
condo’m and wore it on my erect d--k. she lay
flat on her stomach, I placed a pillow under her
lower stomach (so that the coochie go position
well from behind). I flicked my di-ck around her
K---y-Cat for a while then said “please start na”
then I slowly slided my di:Ck into her wet puss’y.
it was tight and warm. slowly, I was banging
her, then I started increasing my pace. Ella was
moaning and saying “I must marry you” see this
girl sha, you Don dey mad abi? lol. I continued
for about 7minutes then I grabbed her waist up
(doggy style). I banged for like 10minutes then
switched to scissors style.
I kept banging and switching positions till I
ejaculated at the 31st minute (yes, I dey
calculate my rounds) doing missionary style (with
a pillow under her waist). she still held my waist
and said “continue please” I said “I’m tired” she
said “use your finger like u do please”.
I started to finger her dripping wet puss-y and
sucking her Tip till she released some shiny fluid.
then she lay motionless and tired. I looked her in
the eyes, smiled at me and she said “thank you”.
of course! thank me!!.
we slept Unclad, woke up later, relaxed and
chatted till around 6:30 pm. then I told her to
start going so her parents wouldn’t look for her.
it was getting dark already. she looked at me and
“does it look like I’m going home today?”
omoh, na so we do vigil till Sunday morning oh.

*fast forward to a few weeks later*
one early Wednesday morning, I was sitting in
office trying to compose a lesson note on a topic
I was supposed to teach that morning. the
students were on assembly ground while the vice
principal (VP) was going round on staff rooms &
class inspection. her name was Mrs ann (not real
name). she was a fair, big a$$ woman probably
somewhere around 45-50 years old (age is nothing
but a number right?). she walked into my office
and I greeted her:
“good morning ma”
“good morning Corper, you came early today”
“ma, I needed to do an important task”
“ok. you are Ibo abi”
“yes ma”
bla bla bla *chat continued*
“Corper, I like your shirt. will you buy one for
me?”
(nothing special about the shirt jor)
“yes. I will”
she kon laugh me say I dey lie. Corper wey dey
manage. why this woman they fall my hands na?.
then she said:
“this thing they call Facebook, can I use it on my
phone. (yes, her phone was a nice android.)
“yes ma”
“ok, come to my office whenever u are free so
that you will teach me”
“alright madam”
11:30am, the bell rang. break time. I stood up
and headed for the VP’s office ……

Before I left for the VP’s office, I told Mrs
venny that I was going to see the VP. I and Mrs.
venny shared everything, we were really good
friends but I didn’t hint her that the VP might
want to flirt with me (I dey mad!?) cuz she
would advice me against it. Mrs venny was like a
combination of holy Mary’s heart and Mona
Lisa’s body. I had great love for this woman and
she cared about me too.
Till this day, I still haven’t seen a woman that
matches her uniqueness. even on some of my duty-
free days, I would go to school just to see Mrs
venny: talk with her, stare at her brown eyes,
watch her smile n make her laugh. D--n!!! Mrs
venny was probably the best part of my service
year.
*Back to the VP*
I knocked at the VP’s door. She asked me to
come in. I came in. She shut the door behind me.
“Corper what will you take?”
“Nothing ma”
“No, you must take maltina, or do you take
beer?”
“No I don’t take beer”
(Big lie, me wey drink beer like fish)
“Quiet people like you are very bad”
Then we laughed (I laff fake laff jor). My mind
they wonder wetin this woman won do. As I dey
sip my malt, she gave me her phone to open
Facebook for her. As I dey process the
registration, she come sit on the table facing me.
Omoh, this woman get big nyash and bo’obs, I
even dey wonder how her assets still dey intact
inspite of her age.
As she sidon, she open her legs they look as i dey
type for her phone… and could inside her thighs.
Omoh, my mind begin dey beat. Wetin dey
happen?. After some time, she stand up come my
back come carry her big bre’asts put for my neck,
place her hands around my chest. Omoh, my heart
dey beat, confusion full my head… u sure say
principal no send this woman to set me up?
Then
She asked:
“How far have you gone”
“Almost through ma, remaining to upload your
profile picture”
Omoh, as I come enter her picture gallery to
select photo, my head scatter!! This woman get
nak’ed pictures wey she dey sample her to’to, big
nyash and big brea’sts. Jizos christ of onitsha!!
I Don jam today.
She looked as I was going through them, smiled
from behind and said:
“Do you like my pictures?”
Omoh, my voice seize I no fit talk.
She con say “youth of nowadays, all you know is
s-x”
I said “s-x is sweet ma” honestly, I couldn’t
believe what I just said.
She laughed “see your mouth, bad boy”.
Next thing she said “I love s-x but…”
She stopped there (she sighted my kicking di-
ck!). I Don fall hand?. abegi which person p---k
no go stand when e see kain woman nyash?
“Can u satisfy me?”
I smile like pope john Paul.
“Of course ma”
She stood, removed her shirt, hung it. I could see
her breas’ts through her white bra. Then asked me
to squeeze her brea’sts. She lay on her office
table. I removed one, kissed around it, licked
around the nipp’le and started to suck it like a
new born baby, meanwhile my other hand was deep
down in her skirt, caressing her puss’y with her
pants still on. Omoh, her to’to lips fat wella. my
p---k wan bust!
She relaxed, closed her eyes and said “where did
you learn to do this”. I removed my mouth from
her brea’sts for a minute and said “it’s my talent
ma. It’s the only talent God gave me”. She laugh
sotay she nearly fall from table. Then we heard a
knock on the door.
We heard a female voice say “madam, please I
want to collect 4 packets of chalk”
I Don die! No where to hide in here!!. And there
was another problem, it was past break time and
I missed a class I was supposed to teach (omoh,
big brea’sts dey make time fly oh). The principal
was looking everywhere for me…..

Mrs Ann jumped down from the table, hurriedly
wore her shirt and adjusted her skirt. I arranged
the sits and acted like I was typing something on
her dell laptop.
The teacher came in collected the packets of
chalk and walked out. We greeted. I couldn’t
tell if there was any form of suspicion from the
teacher… I hoped none.
After the teacher left, the VP made a joke about
me spoiling her and asked me to go back to my
office. I went to the principal’s office first to
give a fake excuse about why I missed my class.
Lucky me, she was always easy on me, calls me a
quiet and responsible young man (big mistake!).
I had Ella’s class later that day but she acted
super normal, not even an eye contact. Omoh, u
gaz dey fear naija girls I swear.
When school was over, I took a keke napep going
to town and incidentally met the VP.
“Corper, where are going to?”
“Ma, I’m going to buy a few things I need”
“Things like what?”
“Numerous things ma”
I come laff (Fake laff as usual)
“Are you sure you are not going to see one of
your girlfriends?”
“No, I don’t have time for girls”
If I hear say I no love girls … girls are the next
best thing after money.
She asked about where I live and told me that
she’d love to visit me sometime. No wahala!.
She paid our t-fare and got down.
Weeks went by but there was never a right time
for the VP to visit me. She was always nice to me
(even before that adventure in her office)
Meanwhile, I bin dey carry other student girls
dey pass time (relax, Tori dey come).
One Friday morning, she walked into my office. I
forgot to mention that Mrs venny was her very
good friend. Big irony right? Yes. Na that time I
kon realize say birds of thesame feather no dey
always flock together oh.
“David, will you travel this weekend?”
“No ma”
“Then you should come and spend the weekend at
my place na”
Chai! Why this woman won cast me in front of
Mrs Venny na?
Mrs venny come look me one suspicious look. Oh,
I hope I don’t disappoint her.
“Ok ma. I don’t know your address oh”
Shaparly, she write down her address and 2 phone
numbers give me.
For some reason, I and Mrs venny didn’t speak
about it, things were still normal between us sha.
Saturday morning came. I got a call from one hot
ss2 girl saying she wanted to come over. Abegi, I
tell her say I no dey town. Make I save my
strength for better thing jor.
I called the VP:
“Hello ma. It’s David”
“Hey, Corper. Are you still coming?”
“Yes ma”
“when?”
“Errmm, around 1pm”
“Ok, I will be expecting you oh”
“alright”
I cut call. Check time: na 10:30 am. I made
indomie, got high on alcohol, started playing deep
rap songs (how I love hip-hop!) till I slept off.
I woke up around 1:30 pm. I Jumped up, saw two
missed calls from Mrs Ann.
I dress, tidy up myself as a homeboy wey surji,
begin dey go VP crib….
Jizos! I no even know whether she get husband
and pikin…
One mind say make I call Mrs Venny ask am, the
other mind say no! Na casting.
When I reach the bridge, I go cross am…..

As I reach Mrs Ann address, I call am for phone
naim she come gate come carry me go inside. Nice
compound, nice house with beautiful interior. As I
enter Parlor, the first thing wey I look for na
family pictures (omoh, I need to know whether
she get akpu-obi sons wey go beat me to death if
them get catch me dey do nonsense with their
mama).
I see picture of she and her husband Then three
grown up girls. She no get any sons. Thank God!
Make I worry about her husband (at least him go
Don old small, so I fit blow am run if yawa gas).
Meanwhile her friend wey bin visit her dey parlor
with us. We greet. Na Only the two of them dey
house.
“Ma, where is everyone?”
“Two of my girls are married, the last one went
for a birthday party”
Hurray!!! Nobody dey around.
Wait oh, make I no happy yet. What of her
husband?
“Ma, what about daddy?”
“Oh. He went for a seminar abroad”
No wonder this woman dey wear designer clothes
and perfumes come school.
She offer me beer. I dey sip am as We dey watch
Dstv (african magic). Around thirty minutes later,
her friend begin dey go. Thank God! Ah ah I Don
dey wait tire na.
She see her friend off, con come inside. Na now I
come look Mrs Ann well. Jizos! She wear black
leggings and sweater top. Boy! See nyash! Live
and direct. No film trick.
She look me, I focus like say I dey look TV. She
smile, waka go front of TV, shift her sweater top
go up then come begin dey twerk her nyash. I sure
say she no wear pant, her nyash just dey shake
like mad.
Chai! If say my p---k get mouth, e for shout “I
go explode oh!!!”
Wetin I go do? My mind say make I go rock am
as she twerk. My other mind say make I relax
there.
Next thing, she waka come where I sidon come
dey rub her big nyash for my p---k, slowly. If say
no be nyash heavy like this, my leg for Don break
oh. Omoh the nyash soft die.
As she dey rub am, I carry my hand dey rub her
to’to, fat and soft puss’y lips. (Omoh na heaven
be this I swear. If to say na so heaven dey, I for
no sin again. Wait oh, no se’x for heaven oh,
chai! God abeg try look into the matter abeg.)
Then she stop the show, stand up.
She come dey tease me.
“Corper Corper, you will pay oh”
I say “yes ma”.
We laff (as usual, my laugh na fake)
She say “keep watching tv, let me go and shower,
I’m coming”……
By now, the alomo wey I drink before I comot for
house come begin dey high me….

As she enter inside to go baff, I just they wonder
whether na thesame Mrs Ann wey strict and
everybody for school dey fear naim I dey arrange
like this? Na wa oh. I dey watch TV dey wait.
Around 10 minutes, she come out with towel. her
boo”BS they shoot out.
oh lord, I don’t wanna die early…. life sweet
die.
“David, follow me”
As I dey follow am for back, her nyash just dey
shake without control for the towel. We go one
room. Nice bed, TV, but no clothes.
“Ma, where are all your clothes?”
She come laff.
“This is not my bedroom. Or you want to replace
my husband?”
“No ma!” I dey mad?
She put on TV, then I sidon for bed, she sit near
me con carry one of her legs put ontop my leg.
We dey look TV but I no dey see anything (my
sense Don comot kpata-kpata).
I begin they rub her leg down to her thighs.
Omoh, I dey see her fat to’to through the towel.
My p---k Don stand and she know. I con rub her
leg pass her thigh con do V shape with my two
middle fingers take rub around her cli’t. She look
me, shift come closer come give me 30 seconds
kiss.
This woman mouth sweet oh!. As I continue to
rub around her cli’t I notice say her breathing
dey increase and she wet. My fear na say make
this woman no go die of high BP oh. I Neva even
use tongue and she dey breath like this.
She come say:
“go to the fridge and get me that strawberry
cream”
I waka go kitchen go bring am come. Chai! This
woman Don Unclad for bed. See Big brea-sts and
thick pus’sy.
“You know what to do with it right?”
“Yes ma”
Are you a learner?. No na, I be master.
I come climb dey pour the cream from her chest,
down to her belle and to her to her puss’y area. I
come start to dey lick am. She close her eyes. I
pour am for her puss-y begin they lick am then
she use her fat leg take hold my head tight in
between her pu-ssy.
She dey breath fast, they raise her body up and
down but she never moan. She dey mad? Why she
no wan moan. Ok I con put two fingers begin dey
finger her, then dey suck, tickle, and lick her cli-
t as I dey pour the cream on top. She con moan
like person wey won endure pain “uuuummmmm”
and she con squeeze my head tighter with her fat
laps they moan more. I do this thing reach
7minutes. Omoh, e dey hard to breath due to her
tight grip.
If this woman suffocate me to death as I dey do
this thing, na wetin I go explain to God? And
wetin dem go write for my obituary poster as the
cause of death? No no no. I squeeze my head
come out.
“Are you tired yet”
“No ma”
I con face her breas’ts. I squeeze am, rub am.
She dey look me dey smile, I smile back. Then i
con dey squeeze her nipp’le then dey suck the
other. Sometimes, I go pour the strawberry on
top con lick am. I dey suck her well, slow, dey
flick her nippl’e as I dey suck.
As I dey do am, she dey stroke my di-ck with on
hand, they rub my head with the other one. I dey
switch brea’sts and nipp’le. After like 7minutes I
stop. I con roll her to turn face bed. I carry the
strawberry cream pour for all over her back begin
dey lick am. Na now I come see this girl nyash
well. Omoh this woman gather nyash.
I rub am well well, then open the center pour the
cream begin they lick am. I reach her anu’s (yes!
Am a freak like that). I use the tip of my tongue
they do circular movement for her anus then she
moan “ohh my God, ohhhh my god”. I still dey
lick am come begin finger her puss’y. she Don wet
die.
Omoh, the moaning increase. I con they fear say
make neighbors no run inside the house thinking
say na kidnappers oh. I realize say side position
na the best for me cuz her nyash too big. So I
carry con’dom begin open am to put for my
standing screw driver.
She say:
“wait, lie down and give me that strawberry
cream”

I lie down, she climb ontop me dey kiss me. Small
time she carry the cream pour 4 my di-ck kon dey
lick am. I wan mad! I just lie down dey look
ceiling like Ibo man wey him container fall inside
sea. Oboy, this woman begin dey suck my p---k
from up to down. Sometimes, she go swallow my
entire p---k then bring am out again. Today na
fire.
Small time I tell her to lie down sideways then I
wear cond’om come put my p---k for her fat to’to
come begin they hammer her. As I dey hammer
her, I dey use my finger they rub her anu’s.
She close eye. Small time she use hand cover her
face dey moan small small. After some minutes, I
change am. I put my p---k for her anu’s slowly
begin they hammer am then use my finger they rub
her cl’it.
She moan “oh God” David” I respond
“yes ma” she continue dey moan “oh God, oh god,
I can feel u”
after like 15 minutes time, she say “okay, stop
stop”.
She Don c-m cuz my finger wet with fluid and she
com weak. I no stop, I just dey Bleep am slowly.
heat don soak bedsheet finish. As she notice say I
wan release she rush slide out, comot the cond’om
from my p---k put the p---k inside her mouth kon
suck my fluid come say make I kiss am with the
fluid. I say “no ma, I’m allergic to that”.
She smile, swallow am. She come tell me say make
I help am arrange the room, she begin dey dress
bed, omoh as she bend her bare nyash they shake.
My pri’ck start to rise again. She look am. She
come rub my chest say “corper, next time. My
daughter didn’t go too far”.
I hurry wear my cloth. She ask whether I hold
transport fare , I say “yes ma” she give me 2k say
my buy banana and yoghurt to replace my sper’m.
“I won’t be happy if say this to anyone”
“no ma, I’m not a kid na”
she look me smile. Peck me for lips.
I thank her begin they go.
As I dey comot I notice her husband e-class Benz
wey pack for her compound. My mind tell me say
“you see your life? No be person like you get that
car?”… abegi, make I go house go sleep jor, na
my year of straff be this… money go come at the
right time.

Monday morning, I was sitting in my office alone
with a female Corper (office mate) cuz Mrs venny
went to represent the school at a function in
ministry of education. I miss Mrs venny whenever
she is out. Time flies when I’m with her. the bell
rang for break.
one girl walked in:
“sir, am hungry. buy me something for break”
I look her. she fine, average bo’obs but I no send
cuz plenty girls dey disturb me.
“I don’t have money o… some other time ok?”
she smile.
“ok o”
Then she turn to walk away. my mind say make I
look her arsenal. I look. jizos!!! see round big
nyash!! if u she her from front, you no go gree
say she carry that kind load for back. omoh, her
pant line they show from the tight skirt. na
confirm commotion be this.
I shout: “hey!, come here”
she waka come back.
“what’s your name?”…..

“My name is chinwe”
She dey smile. She know say her nyash Don hook
me.
I gave her #200 say make she buy anything wey
she want for break. She thank me comot. She dey
ss3.
Another day she enter come meet. We gist small.
I collect her number kon dey call her from time
to time.
She dey frequent my office regularly sotay other
students come dey gossip about us. And my
numerous girlfriends kon dey vex for me.
We come dey very close and she kon like me die.
*fast forward to around 1month later*
One weekend, I call chinwe for night, we come
dey talk about fun and s-x. I dey yarn sweet s-x
talk dey tell am the kind things wey I fit do for
bed and assure her say nobody fit do the tin like
me. She just dey say “you are bad oh”. I know
say the thing enter her head.
I kon invite her to come the Next day. She argue
small, then she kon agree to come if chance dey
o. Around 10pm that night. I receive text:
“Promise me I won’t be disappointed”
I laugh. I know say my whining touch her brain.
I kon reply.
“It’s gonna be fun, I promise”
Meanwhile I Don book another girl (chioma) to
visit me same tomorrow to avoid disappointment.
If chinwe no come, chioma go come… all na
“CHI”.
Next day reach. Around 9:30 am, chinwe flash
me, I call am.
“What’s up?”
“I’m fine”
“Are you still coming?”
“Is that all you care about?”
Naija girls like to use question answer question.
Abegi, answer me.
“Sorry, how was your night?”
“Fine”
“Are still gonna come?”
“Yes”
“What time?”
“2 pm”
“Call me when you are about coming”
I relax, dey play jamz, dey sip alomo as I dey
wait for 2′ O’clock….

As time Don dey reach 1pm. I baff, dress up, kon
call my Guy (egar) for phone. Egar na my
homeboy, my tightest man and him too na Corper
wey dey teach for another secondary school. We
be birds of thesame bad feather.
“Homeboy, wetin dey happen?”
“I bam”
“You dey hourse?, I wan show your side oh?”
“No. I follow My CDS group go visit one
motherless babies home for town”
“You keep key abi? I wan carry one chick come
your crib”
“Yes. But You go wash my bedsheet oh”
We laff. Na joke. I know where him dey hide key.
“No wahala”
I plan to control chinwe come egar house. I get
my reasons. My neighbors bin Don start to dey
gossip say I dey bring too many visitors.
Them even talk am for the last tenants meeting
wey we do. I wan lay low small cuz them they
respect me well well, I no wan fall my hand.
As, i reach egar house, I call chinwe, she tell me
say she dey bathroom dey baff. Chai!!, I kon
imagine as she go use scrub her big nyash with
sponge, maybe she get special big sponge wey she
dey for her nyash sef.
She kon tell me say she go flash me if she Don
ready to come.
I relax, go carry rice for egar kitchen dey eat
then kon use egar laptop dey watch music videos.
Around 30 minutes later, she flash me. I call her,
give am direction to egar house. She say she Don
enter bus dey come.
I arrange room, carry air fresher spray everywhere
kon Open curtains for fresh air.
She kon flash me later, I call back ask her where
she dey, she tell me, I rush go there but I no see
her.
I call her back the number no dey go. I look
around everywhere and even waka go up small but
I no see her.
Abi this girl wan carry her father play?. I
continue to call but the number no dey even
connect. Almost ten minutes Don pass.
All my anxiety Don turn to anger by then. I vex
begin go back to egar house, I decide say I no go
call chinwe again as she dey carry me play.
As I Don dey near egar house, she call me. The
brain wey dey my head say “forget her” but the
brain wey dey my p---k say “you dey mad? You
Don forget her nyash? Comon accept her”
I like my p---k pass my head so I follow my p---k.
Before I go decide, the phone cut. She call
again, I pick am sharpaly.
She say:
“Hello”
“Hello, where are you na?”
“I stopped at the wrong place, and my battery
went off. I had to charge it at one shop”
“Ok. Where are you now?”
She mention one filling station, I enter keke
napep go pick her to come egar house. As we enter
the keke, She hold my hand dey smile cuz boys
were not smiling at all.
Don’t joke with my d-ick and my money… that’s
my motto.
As we reach, she tell me say she know the place
but she bin mistake am for another place.
Naija girls! Fear them.
We enter room. I sidon for egar bed, but she go
sidon for chair far away from me…..
na wa oh, this one no go easy oh…..

I sidon, stretch my leg for bed, relax my back for
wall. Her outfit make sense: hot mini-skirt (her
nyash wan tear the skirt!) and one multi color
shirt. We come dey jist about how she mistake the
address and about relationships. 10 minutes Don
dey go, we still dey chat. I kon tell her say make
she kon sidon with me 4 bed.
She say:
“No, I’m okay here. I didn’t come for that”
I laff. Naija girls dey funny me sometimes.
Something wey we Don discuss for phone finish
naim this girl Don come here dey form Rihanna.
“Ok. What would you drink?”
“Nothing. I will soon be going”
My head spark! whaat!?
I ask her:
“So you didn’t come to see me na?”
“Its not like that”
Bla bla bla. She just dey blab say I go take her
like cheap babe if we straff. She say make we
wait till another time. As she dey talk, I just
quiet they listen. As she talk finish I say “no
problem” I continue dey watch videos for laptop.
Silence kon dey, then She start to press phone.
After like 5minutes she say:
“I’m going o”
“No problem, take care”
“Won’t you see me off”
“I can’t”
“Why?”
“Nothing”
She stand up carry her bag dey waka go door. I
look her nyash. Oboy this girl nyash too big for
her slim frame. As she reach door, she turn look
me, I focus on the laptop like say I no send her.
She open door, wait like 10seconds, close am back
kon sidon near me for bed. She say:
“What’s do you want from me?”
Million dollar question!!!
I kon look her like policeman wey catch thief.
Then we laff. She kon lie down 4 my leg. I bend
over begin kiss her upside down, put my hand
inside her bra, then dey smooch her bo’obs.
She get succulent lips and she sabi kiss, as we dey
kiss she dey use her fingers dey play with my
earlobes. like 3 minutes Later, I begin play with
the lining of her bra, she understand my
intention, she position well then I remove her top
and bra.
She carry my head bury for her b----t then I
begin they suck one while I smooch the other one.
She say:
“This is what you want abi”?
I nod my head still dey suck her. Later I stop
begin lick her navel dey squeeze one nip”-ple.
She dey breath fast.
I begin dey kiss around her ribs, chest, neck,
while i dey squeeze her bo’obs, she dey enjoy am
but she never moan. I come dey put my hand
inside her skirt dey smooch her thighs and her
pu’ssy through her pant. Later I tell her:
“You need to Remove your skirt”
She look me come say:
“You should remove it yourself”
I unzip her short skirt keep for ground. Remove
her pant, smell am like one kind expensive
perfume, then keep am for ground.
Omoh, time no dey to hang clothes, temperature
Don too high. she laff.
“smelling my undies? that’s nasty”
“they should make a perfume from your puss’y”
I smile. she laff kon tell me say I be slow poison.
I begin kiss her for each of her legs down to her
to’to area. I know say she dey wait make i lick
her puss’y.
Then I kiss her cli’t, just once, she move up
small, I move up too, start to lick around her
cli-t then start to lick and suck her cli’t proper,
she moan small ”ooouuummm”, I continue to suck
her cli-t seriously, put two fingers inside her
to’to (this girl go Don dey Bleep big pricks cuz
her puss’y wide), then I begin they finger her
slow as I suck and lick her cli-t like ice cream.
She dey moan seriously, dey rotate.
I carry my other hand they squeeze her breas’t
and dey rub her nipp’le gently. Omoh, she begin
twist, I know say this girl dey heaven. I continue
with more seriously, she no fit control the
sweetness so she grab the window protector, they
squeeze am, they twist her big hips as she dey
moan. Small time she scream:
“Stop! Stop! I want to pee”
I tell her.
“It’s okay. Pee in my mouth”
I kon dey finger her faster, dey rub the g-‘spot,
while I con change the cli’t licking to slow pace.
Sometimes I go put my full tongue inside use
Bleep her small then lick the puss’y from inside
out. She dey moan badly, dey tell me say she go
so cu’m but 10 minutes pass she never cu’m. Small
time, she say:
“Excuse, excuse, I will pee here oh”
I grab her legs tighter, still dey do my magic.
Next tin I know, she piss her c-m everywhere for
my face and the bedsheet. I continue to do my
magic again, as she wan come, I put my mouth
cover her pu’ssy, dey suck her as she dey c-m. She
no fit control the extacy so she grab my neck.
She scratch me fingers sef, but I later dey use am
tease her by calling her vampire. she say na me be
the vampire.
I pour the c-m from my mouth for her K---y-Cat,
the K---y-Cat Don swell. everywhere dey fuc’ked
up, egar go kill me. She just dey look me dey
smile. I ask her:
“How come your as$ is this fat”
She laff. She con turn face the nyash for my
face. Oh lord! See full fat nyash wey dey this
girl small body.
“It’s what God gave me nah. You don’t like it”
“Any Guy who doesn’t like your a-s needs to be
stoned to death”
She laff, the nyash dey vibrate as she dey laff.
Then she ask me:
“What do you enjoy most”….

I just adjust carry my p---k come near her mouth.
She dey rub am small, suck am small. I tell her
say make she do continuous sucking. As she suck
am, she dey rub my balls. She be pro for sucking.
Small time I tell her lie down face back, her big
nyash just gentle for bed.
I kon put my Hand under the foam to get
cond’om na that time I realize say no be my
house be this. no con’dom dey under bed!. I
carry phone call egar, him tell me say him
con’doms dey inside him box and him. lock am
carry the key comot go CDS visit.
Next thing I know, chinwe phone begin ring. Na
her uncle dey call her dey shout say make she
begin come house immediately.
She come explain to me say na market them send
her but she kon decide to branch come visit me.
Omoh, the place wey I fit buy con’dom far from
egar house and she need to begin go sharpaly.
I nearly cry. See nyash wey I Don dey fantasize
as e go dey shake when I Bleep am from back.
She see my face, begin laff. I no even smile, my
p---k dey vex.
She come carry my p---k, suck am well well with
special skills, as she dey suck, I carry my full
hands dey rub and squeeze her fat nyash. Small
time I release inside her mouth. She go bathroom
go spit, rinse her mouth with water and wash her
hand with soap.
She dress kon spray her perfume like say nothing
happen. I always dey fear naija babes oh. As she
dey comot, I give her transport, she refuse kon
say she no be ashi.
As I dey see her off, egar dey return. Me and am
enter house.
Him tell me:
“Bad Guy. I know say you Don collect”
“Abeg free me! How you go lock con’dom inside
box na?”
Him come explain say corpers too dey Borrow am
na why him dey hide am.
My regret be say i no Bleep chinwe till my service
finish. Me and her been still remain friends but
she been wan tie me down and I bin get plenty
girls wey I suppose “sexvice” so I free her.
She still dey call me till date, I dey promise to
visit her anytime I come east.
I nickname Her
vampire cuz she scratch my neck kon wound me
due to extasy from my magic tongue.


Inspite of all the girls I had, I was still
respected in school by students and fellow staff
because I was a very gentle (bad) guy. Extremely
quiet. The principal took me like her own son, the
girls took me like their husband and most
importantly, Mrs venny took me like her best
friend.
Later on, I got to meet Mrs venny’s kids and
husband… what a family… perfect. One day,
the principal called me and told me that she has
been hearing some rumors about me chasing her
girls but that she didn’t believe it though.
I told her that Girls would always gossip.
My name was cleared. I began to experience what
it feels like to be like tuface and d’banj cuz
these girls would scream, bang their desk, hug me
allover whenever I came to class and virtually
everyone of them was willing to Bleep me. Life
was feeling surreal to me.
I loved that life, but hey, I still was anxious to
round up my service so I could go get a good job.
But I had problems too: some of the girls I
sexviced would always get mad whenever they saw
me with a different girl.
Also, I still had to be dodging the ones who
wanted re-sexvicing cuz I had more girls whom I
needed to sexvice.
For these reasons, I decided to take a break from
the school scene and hit on a few outsiders.
*one weekend morning*
I woke up, did my house chores, cooked, played
music, played my ps2 for a while then slept.
Woke up in the evening. No girls would be visiting
today.
I was on break, or so I thought.
Around 5pm I decided to check on David, my
namesake and friend who stayed in the same
compound with me. His girlfriend uju always
stayed with him on weekends. I knocked at his
door, a female responded which I expected to be
uju.
She said “yes, come in”.
I walked in and saw a cute girl who was preparing
spices for soup. D--n! She was fine as hell, and
thick too. This had to be uju’s best friend whom
she always talked about. We greeted and I sat
down.
#Abeg make I switch to pidgin small, English too hard#
I ask her about my Guy, She kon tell me say my
Guy and uju go rent film for video club. I ask am
wetin be her name, she say her name na sandra.
Omoh, Sandra wear loose gown but her nyash still
shoot out. This girl get sweet voice… na one of
the reasons I dey always like to hear her talk.
We chatted for a while, and we got to know a
few things about ourselves (she even attended the
secondary school I was serving at). Then she
excused herself to go and keep the soup spices she
was mixing in the kitchen.
God of Moses! Her as$ was fat with nice narrow
hips. D--n! She’s the one. Meanwhile she kept
making calls to some Guy yelling at him that he
wants to dump her and she wouldn’t let that
happen.
I was surprised to discover that such a cute and
collected girl could nag. Truth be told, it
knocked it off balance a little.When I asked
what the problem was, she would say it’s
personal. I felt demoralized and said to myself
“you’ve lost it. She’s hooked and wild”. But
then again, I still kept my fingers crossed.
Who knows? You can never say when it comes to
girls. They are a complicated and complex kind of
beings. Sometimes, i doubt if God himself
understands women.
We continued to chat but, it Wasn’t lively as
before the phone calls and nagging. She told me
her that I sounded like a player. My Guy and his
girlfriend came back around 30 minutes later, and
we all talked about her heartbreak and cheating
boyfriend, relationships and all that bullsh’it.
All the while, I didn’t really contribute cuz
relationships and love was not my thing.
Moreover, I was kind of a heartbreaker myself.
Always trying to Bleep… that’s all, no love.
That’s how much gangster music had influenced
me. But sometimes I do wonder what it’s like to
truly love.
Sandra was still depressed and sad and it was
killing our spirit. Later, my Guy called me out
and suggested that we all go and hang out
somewhere. He said I should woo Sandra, that it
will be classic. Four best friends.
It was almost 7pm, so we decided to go and hang
out at the bar of a popular hotel around…. it
was time for Sandra to stand up… you guessed
right … I stole a glance at her a$$….
gracious
God!!

We all left the house and started walking down
to the hotel. We walked in twos: I and my Guy,
uju and Sandra. While we walked, I kept telling
my Guy my intention of fu’cking Sandra if she
would agree to spend the night with us.
We got to the bar, sat at a table for four and
called the waiter. We ordered for beer but to my
greatest surprise, Sandra ordered for a red label
wine!. There and then, I concluded that I would
not have anything to do with Sandra after this
night. I don’t care if you’re Mona Lisa, but I
would never be with a girl that blows my money
like breeze.
Luckily the waiter came back and said they’d run
out of wines. Only beer. Phew!! Thank you,
Sweet jizos!!!.
We sat, drinking, my Guy and uju were really
getting along, being romantic and all that but I
and Sandra weren’t really doing well. Just chat
and stop, every now and then. She was depressed
and now getting tipsy, there wasn’t much that I
could do to cheer her up.
She kept calling her ex on the phone, cursing and
nagging. Hell, I got problems of my own too.
I was drinking in silence, thinking about my life
and how much I loved my mum. My family… I’d
die for them.
Sometimes, Sandra would stare at me. Her fada
nyash!. I wondered what she was thinking.
Really pretty girl. no doubt.
It was almost 8:30 pm and we decided to leave. I
and my Guy split the bill. Sandra said she wanted
to go home. Jizos!, na so my money take
waste?…

Uju called Sandra aside and begged her to spend
the night with us. She told her that she was too
high and looked too tipsy to go home and that it
was already getting too late (around 9pm). After
a little contemplation, Sandra decided to spend
the night.
We all got to my Guy’s room, ate some spaghetti
and began to watch some Fu”cked up home video.
Sandra just lay on the bed, not speaking. My Guy
and uju went outside to give us some privacy… I
needed to talk her into spending the night in my
room.
“Sandra”
No response
“Sandra”
Still no response.
“You should come and join me in my room. I need
someone to talk to and keep me company”
Still no response.
“stop acting up. If you don’t like me, say so. I’d
just go.”.
“Its not that I don’t like you but I’m not in a
good mood. I need time to heal.”
My di”ck says no time bit”ch!
“I could heal you”
My peoplez, Una know the kind healing I mean
na.
She vex look me.
“If that’s what you want, you’re wasting your
time. I’m not coming to your room”
My heart sank. Omoh, my #1,500 wey I spend
Don go?. Jizos! I Don fall my hand.
I placed my palm in hers. There’s a magical thing
about holding hands with a girl. Told her a few
touching stuff about how I didn’t mean se”x and
that she was really a nice girl.
I then said:
“It’s ok. We shouldn’t quarrel over nothing. I
meant everything I’ve told you. Take care. Good
night.”
She no even answer me at all. Her eyes were
closed like she was sleeping But I knew she heard
all I said and that it got to her.
I stood up and went to my room. Put on my CD
and starting playing nas’s 2002 album (God son).
With the Highness from the beer and rap music in
my ears, I drifted to another realm. Momentarily,
I forgot about the evening: Sandra, the #1,500
I just wasted (my biggest regret) . Lol.
I think I was already half asleep in my room, just
me and music…. Hip-hop was consoling my
soul…. then I heard a knock on my door.
“Corper!, Corper!”
Looked at the time on my phone: 11:15 pm. What
da fu”ck?
I stood and went to open the door ….

It was David (my Guy), uju and Sandra!. I let
them in, then i sat down on my reading chair. Too
surprised to speak. My Guy and uju sat on my bed
while Sandra lay on the bed, behind them. My
room was dark except for the light from my TV.
We all chatted about a lot of things.
We had some good jokes and Sandra was talking
now, and she was actually very funny and lively
too. Mostly importantly she was nasty, really
saying nasty things and That raised my hope of
Fu”cking.
I guess she slept a little, cheered up and somehow
changed her mind about not coming to my room.
My words finally made an impact on her
psychology. I started playing some rhythm-&-
blues. David and uju, were all over each other,
playing and kissing.
I kept myself busy with my phone … away from
Sandra. Then Sandra asked me to come close that
she’d like to use my legs as pillow. I did that and
held hands with her. We talked about
relationships and heart break, and I found out
that she was really intelligent.
That amazed me, and I began to have some
respect and likeness for her. David and uju had
slept. I and Sandra slept too, holding hands.
When I woke up in the morning, it was already 5
am and I couldn’t find David and uju. It was just
I and Sandra in my room!
I started touching her a little: palms, arms …
then she woke up. Told me that I promised that
this wasn’t about se”x, that she believed me and
that she was beginning to find comfort in me. I
felt a little guilty so I re-assured her that I was
just trying to keep her warm, and that I really
liked her.
She turned, smiled at me, gave me a Peck on the
forehead and we held hands. She said my palm
was really soft and that she loved it. Eyes
closed, not speaking… just soul-mating.
Somehow, we slept again and she woke me up
when she was trying to arrange the dishes she
washed for me.
She had already swept and cleaned my room too.
She asked me to start preparing for school. She
went to see uju, came back minutes later and told
me she was leaving. I walked her down to the
main road to take a cab to her house. When we
got a cab, I brought out #1000 and gave her for
transport but she declined.
I tried to persuade her but she still refused. Just
before she got into the cab she held my palm and
told me that she’d call me. Things just didn’t add
up.
A girl who was willing to blow my money on an
expensive wine last night has now refused to take
cab money from me.
She did washing and cleaning for me, but she
didn’t look like the type. Not at all.
Inspite of all the nasty things she loved to say,
she still was a very emotional person.
Everything was contrasting, I just couldn’t
comprehend the whole drama. I dressed up and
went to school, avoiding the girls as much as I
could.
Before break-time, Sandra called me, told me she
missed me and wanted to check on me and that she
would come to my house at night. Sweetest voice
I ever heard in my life. I liked her, buy hey, I
was dying to f”uck her too.
It’s gotta be tonight, omoh, no dulling. Naija
girls no be people wey person fit trust.
I was in David’s house when I got the call, It
was a few minutes after 7 pm and Sandra was on
her way to my house… I was thinking about the
things I wanted to do to her… love don’t live
here….

I heard a knock around 8 pm. I knew it was
Sandra, I let her in. She brought me beverages,
canned drinks and apples. She probably found out
my beverage containers were empty and decided to
buy for me. Again, I was too surprised to say
anything… not even “thank you”. I shut the
door and stood still, just looking at her. I
remember her saying:
“Did I something wrong? I’m sorry.”
“No, no”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“I just don’t understand you”
“No. Your are the only one who understands me
right now. That’s why I’m here.”
Then she came forward, and I hugged her. Her
bre”asts comforted me but I wasn’t aroused. This
wasn’t normal. I didn’t even feel like touching
her fat @ss. This wasn’t about s-x, at least for
now.
She just apologized for something that wasn’t her
fault… that was unique. Then she started
sobbing and I told her not to cry that I would be
there for her. I doubted that though, but I knew
I liked her.
I already bought some things for stew so she
helped me cook it. Another surprise: she was an
excellent cook… and she didn’t look like it, she
looked like these blackberry babes that’ll rather
just eat out for the rest of their lives. Later on,
we took a walk down my street.
Lonely, bright night. While we walked we talked
about everything. Sandra was actually almost
perfect, I wondered why her boyfriend left her.
Maybe it was the se”x because that was the only
side that I’m yet to experience. Then we got back
home together, watched a movie, started playing
ps2 and I think I just left her and decided to
have some rest. I was enjoying her company and
oddly, it meant more to me than se”x.
This girl was different but I was not in love. My
feelings are never deep. At night, I woke up and
found her arms around me… she held me even in
sleep. We got closer as days went bye: frequent
calls, texts, visits, gifts, hugs and all that but
no se”x.
Exactly a week after we met, Sandra decided to
pay me a visit as usual.( It was on a Saturday,
around 2 pm. She was putting on a short pink
gown, simple and sexy as ever. I doubt if any Guy
would be strong enough to resist the urge of
looking at her behind. Too much junk in the
trunk.
It was just the two of us in my semi-dark room,
watching a TV series. We were lying down in bed,
me behind her in a 99 position. I used my elbow to
support my head so I could see the TV from
behind her.
I placed my hand on her hip, then rubbed her
soft, big @$s. She asked me to stop that she
wasn’t in the mood for se”x, and it was too early
in our relationship. Relationship? Haha! I dey
laugh you. Na you and who dey for relationship?.
I stopped rubbing her @$s, got my phone and
started playing some p--n clips.
I had a few Intimate clips, that particularly was
on kitten eating… That’s my selling point. The
moaning caught her attention and she told me
that she’d like to see what I was watching. I
gave her my phone and she started watching the
clips too.
I noticed that she became a little quiet and paid
more attention to the p--n than the TV series she
was watching. Most girls become quieter when
they are getting horn’y. I took advantage,
placed my hand on her hip, started rubbing her @s
$ and this time she didn’t react.
Wow!! See soft sweet nyash!! After like 10
minutes, she asked me to stop that she’d soon be
going and that she would hate to leave me with
an erect di’ck. We laughed about it… she didn’t
leave yet but I had stopped rubbing her as$. I
can’t loose my pride over se”x.
However, I’ve learnt that most naija girls say
things that they don’t really mean, especially
when they are about to get laid. Actually, just
smooching her was heaven, I could imagine what
it’ll feel like to do the actual f#ckin.
Like 20 minutes later, she dropped my phone and
just lay down, watching TV. We weren’t speaking
and I knew she was horn*y. The p--n clips had
turned her on. I had stopped smooching her too,
so we just lay there, not speaking. We both
wanted to get down but we were both too proud
to initiate it.
Hours past, Sandra still hadn’t left but she kept
saying “i would soon be leaving oh”.
Three hours gone I still hadn’t done “anything”
cuz she kept saying she would soon leave and I
didn’t want to look like a desperado. It was
evening now, probably 5:30 pm when she told me
that she wanted to check up uju at my guys place
before she finally leaves.
She left and I started playing some music… my
soul food. Thirty minutes gone and she still
hadn’t come back. Then she flashed my number. I
went to my Guy’s room to see what was up. Guess
what?
I met my Guy, uju, Sandra getting high on beer
and they were smoking wee*d too. Sandra!! I
just couldn’t understand this girl. She was good
and bad at the same d--n time. Ironically, that
was actually who I was … good and bad.
Omoh, no time oh, I poured beer for myself and
we kept passing wee*d around. David was holding
uju, while I was holding Sandra. We were getting
high and sharing kisses and caressing each other.
Gangster love, nothing felt better at the time. As
hours went bye, We got higher and even crazier.
Sandra would gulp a mouth-full of beer and kiss
me so we would drink and kiss. We talked,
laughed, drank, smoked…
It was fun and crazy.
What I loved most was the feeling that Sandra
was going to spend the night with me.
Suddenly, uju climbed ontop my Guy and started
banging him cowgirl style … nobody cared, we
all too high to care. Then Sandra asked me to
give her the key to my room that she needed to
sleep.
Omoh, my Highness kon low small oh… I
follow Sandra for back, with my standing abunna
dey go my room..

As we entered my room, Sandra removed her shirt
and jumped on the bed. I’m not a regular smoker
and neither was Sandra but we just wanted to
have fun. I was high as as a helicopter and just
was wanted to see what I looked like when high.
I went for the light switch and put it on, then I
walked to the mirror on my wall. I looked at
myself but I was too far away, It felt like
looking at yourself from a mirror 20 kilometers
away!! My se”x urge disappeared in an instant.
I looked at Sandra, she was smiling at me with
nothing on except her panties. Suddenly, my
memory of the past few hours were gone and I
was trying to figure out how she got into my
room. I couldn’t remember seeing her today. I
remember saying:
“Sandra, How did you get inside here?”
She laughed, like I said something really funny.
That’s when I knew that there was something
funny going on in my mind…. I felt like I was
loosing my mind. Sandra stood up, put off the
light and dragged me into bed.
She was kissing me and rubbing my di-ck but I
was feeling numb all over. She was saying “do all
those things you talk about, I want it now”. I
couldn’t remember making any promises.
My Guy later explained that I smoked too much
wee*d. I could feel her reaching for my di-ck,
sucking it, putting her breas*t in my mouth but I
couldn’t respond in any way. I just lay
motionless. It felt like I was watching someone
else in my own body.
Then, She started licking the tip of my di-ck …
and it felt like I was falling down from a
plane… in the air, falling down. I started
whispering “please, don’t let me die”. Sandra was
just laughing and still devouring me with her
mouth and all. I don’t know what happened
after but I woke up around 4 pm with the
strongest headache I’ve ever had in my life.
I and Sandra were Unclad under the sheets and I
was horn*y as ever, my di-ck was rock hard (all
the beer had cleansed my system off sugar). I
guess Sandra had undressed me to seduce me into
s-x but I was just too high to play along.
I covered her with the sheet, put my boxers on
and got up to take drugs for my headache. Then I
wanted to brush my teeth because I had this
bitter taste in my mouth.
After brushing my
teeth, I came back inside and she said:
“Corper, good morning”
“Good morning”
“Corper, don’t ever smoke again o”
We talked about last night’s adventure and also
laughed about it. She said she was sucking my
di:ck and watching movies at the same d--n
time! Oh lawd, I wished I wasn’t high!!.
What a miss!!. This got me hornier so I asked her
to do it again. She said she was too tired, that
the she needed to sleep, cuz she was watching
movies all through.
I understood. I put on some music and also my
play-station 2. I was playing a driving game
(GTA- San Andreas). She loved games too. She
watched me play for a while and later decided to
join me.
She sat beside me, Unclad except for her panties,
her boo:bs were bouncing as she was moving her
control pad from side to side. I kept crashing my
car, and it kept making her laugh. This was fun.
All my worries were gone … at least for the
moment. I wished life could go on like this.
Around an hour later, we went to bed. She
hugged me from behind, her bare breas:ts pressing
hard against my back.
Words cannot describe that feeling. We slept that
way, woke up around 10 a.m. it was Sunday
morning and I wasn’t going to church. God would
understand. I mean, I was trying to accomplish
the closest feeling to heaven… or maybe better
than heaven (to me).
Then, something came up that spoilt the day
though: Sandra got a call that her mum was
critically ill. They had been trying to call her
since last night (na me bin off her phone to avoid
story. Lol). She hurriedly dressed up and left.
I didn’t hear from her for a while, probably like
5 days and her number was switched off all
through. I was worried, but her house was a no-
go area. I was missing her. Sandra: bad girl with
a good heart.
One day, I and my Guy went to buy some food
stuffs from the market at town. I got a call from
Sandra:
“Corper, where are you”
“I’m at the market. Are you at my house?”
“Yes”
“How’s your mum?”
“She is getting better now”
“Thank God. I would back soon”
“Ok. I’m waiting outside for you”
Omoh, most of the things wey I plan to buy just
erase from my memory. We buy the ones wey i
remember then I hurry my Guy make we dey go
house sharparly!.. Sandra dey wait for me…

I got home faster than flash. I met Sandra
sitting on a chair in front of my neighbor’s
kitchen. I was glad to see her, it’s been just 4
days or so but it felt like I hadn’t seen her in a
million years. We went inside and hugged, then
she gave me juice and some apples she brought for
me. We talked about the past few days that we
didn’t see each other.
She told me about how her ex (fiance actually)
was trying to come back into her life and how she
was doing everything possible to turn him down.
Secretly, I hoped she wasn’t turning him down
for my sake, because I was almost certain that
what we had wouldn’t lead to marriage. I was
far from marriage but I couldn’t tell her that
because I didn’t want to hurt her and moreover,
that might cost me the coochie!.
But I did like her though, and she meant more
than $ex to me. Swear down.
I told her that she was right to have rejected
him. Sometimes you have to lie to comfort the
ones you care about. I bought two tubers of yam
from the market as well as some items to prepare
yam and egg-stew. She offered to cook it, I
refused but she still insisted. To settle it, I
decided to make it a duo: I let her be the head
cook while I assisted her. We were cooking,
jisting and watching a movie at the same d--n
time! Lol. The title of the movie was “Friday”
starring Chris Tucker and ice cube.
It was a 90’s black comedy heavily influenced by
hip-hop. Best movie ever!!. This moment was
good… Days of our lives. After we finished
cooking, we ate and then started playing video
games. One of the most amazing things about
Sandra was that she was really open with me, she
tells me everything including her private life.
That earned her some trust from me because
naturally, I don’t trust Nigerian girls. Lol.
Sometime around 4 p:m, Sandra said she wanted
to take her bath and then head back home, said
she needed to go and check on her mum. My heart
literally sank. Omoh, na so I take miss again
today?!., Well, next time still dey sha. I
continued playing my video game with heavy rap
songs blasting through my speakers.
Sandra came out of the bathroom tying one of my
towels. Her @as and bo’obs were bouncing
underneath. D--n! This girl na fire!. Then she
sat on the bed, started rubbing lotion on her skin
while browsing the internet with her phone (This
girls spends 99% of her time on her phone)
Probably chatting with her multiple admirers on
Facebook and co, but who cares? They had her
online, I had her in my room with nothing but my
towel on. I’m winning I guess, but I still hadn’t
scored yet.
I paid her little attention and continued playing
my video game.
Around 10 minutes later, I noticed that she was
still on towel, browsing with her phone. Na wa
oh, no be this girl wey talk say she dey hurry to
go check her sick mum for house?. Naija girls sef,
you can never understand them. I looked at her
legs, d--n! the towel was way too small for her
fat @ss. I could see bare thighs: sexy as ever.
Then she dropped the towel from her chest and
started rubbing the lotion on her bo’obs. Omoh
she succulent bo’obs, this girl wan raise my blood
pressure sha. Our eyes met, she was trying hard to
conceal a laugh. I dropped my game console and
started crawling slowly to the bed, towards her.
She grabbed the towel back to her chest, laughing
mischievously.
I got close to her, she was trying to protect her
goodies with her hands as best as she could.
She sat in an L position: legs on the bed, back on
the wall. I lay flat on my stomach just beside
her, one hand rubbing her thighs and sweet-
talking to her. D--n! Her skin was smooth as
butter and she smelt good too.
I started kissing on one of her thighs and still
rubbing the other with my palm. I would kiss her
from down her knee then move up: towards her
coochie region. But, she would hold my, laughing,
begging me to stop. All na wash Jare. I would
have stopped if I could, but I just couldn’t. Lol.
She said:
“Corper, please stop na, I need to go home now.”
Sandra always called me “Corper” and I always
told her that it made me feel casual to her. All
my efforts didn’t change that, so I was gradually
adapting to it. Anyway, none of that mattered
now … I don’t care if called if she called me
anything: corper, papa, or even ‘tata’. I just
wanted to make love to her, right now, if she
would let me. I replied her:
“I know. I just wanna appreciate you for
everything”
“We still have a lots of time. I’m not traveling
out of the country”
Omoh, time no dey oh. I no dey trust naija babes
too much, cuz she fit actually travel out. Dey
there na.
We laughed. Omoh, as I dey laugh i use style rest
my head on top her soft laps close to her coochie.
I could smell the sweet scent of her coochie. Oh
lawd!, Sweet scent of sin.
D--n! I’d love to lick and hit that, and planned
to do it like I owed her. This would be special.
And yes, I did owe her: for all the care, soul and
companionship she gave to me. I don’t really
believe in debts and payments when it comes to
relationships. But then again, one way or the
other, we all pay (sacrifice) in relationships. I
owed Sandra a good round of ‘sexvice’ and I was
dying to pay.
* back to the matter at hand*
I started kissing and licking different places on
her thighs. I was doing it like I was actually
licking her coochie. Lick and kiss, different spots.
I am a professor at this art but I did it episode
extra-professionally cuz I wanted to send a
message to her: that I wanted to eat her coochie
and that I was a super-man at it.
Sandra was getting the message, I knew so cuz
her little resistance was beginning to fade. At a
point, she just gave me freedom, no resistance
whatsoever. Hoo-hoo!. Hard works pays!. Sandra
was still operating her phone but I knew deep
down that her mind was in my art, she was
anticipating about what I was gonna do next..

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