“Sex Emotions”

It was a bright Monday morning, i just gained admission into this university, i was determined never to engage in anything that will distract my attention towards my academic goal.

My family lived next to this really pretty Damsel who was about 28 and I was 20. She had a party Two nights before my resumption and invited me to it to meet her boyfriend who was in from out of town.



As the party died down around 2am, and it was the three of us, she got up and put a porn on. I went to leave and she said for me to stay. I stayed and all three of us watched it for a while. We were all Hot and they started to make out. I went to leave because I was by myself. She told me to stay because she and her bf had always had a fantasy about fucking in front of someone. So I stayed and watched.”

These memories were all that kept ringing in my head, while all my parent wanted was me graduating with very good grades. I was so mean that making friends was never in my plans. I walked in the school building all alone watching people gaze at me. It looks as though it was never a place I longed to be. I saw new faces of boys and girls some looking smart & some looking awkward.

“I hope I get along with everyone with time”, I thought within me.

On a faithful day, I was on my way to the school administration building to get my results and some other documents submitted, I saw as students trooped out of the secretary’s office. Someone bumped into me, making me drop the documents I was holding with me. It was a young girl, “Oh excuse me”; she said.

It was hard enough trying to gain the acceptance of her apologies. I had no choice, she stretched forth her hand,
“I’m Tracy, I’m really sorry I bumped into you”; she said, “I’m a Fresher in this Faculty, it’s nice meeting you “; she concluded.

I tried to put away such disturbing thoughts of her action, I shook hands with her, trying not to look at cleavages dangling in the adorable cloth she wore. She proceeded murmuring “I noticed we don’t have a class governor yet, and I would love to be one. Kindly Vote me in please”.
I was already regretting my impulse to have shook hands with her, ” I hope she doesn’t say any nonsense again”, I thought. Quickly I wished her good luck, despite the fact that I do not know what the post of the class Governor entails.

Shortly afterwards, I made friends with some guys who happened to stay very close to my apartment. They are great people to be with. Each time that talk about having a girlfriend, I get mad and all they do is laughing and making rude jokes.

Of course, I thought these boys were just fooling around the way they usually do until I heard they already engaged themselves in relationships. I really wished I could tell my worse experience with my neighbor.
It was early in the morning, about few minutes past 8:00am, the president of the faculty introduced to us that there is gonna be an election, to be conducted in order to have a class governor. I wondered why they are taking this Governorship post this serious. Me and my friends laughed it off as we were never interested. I was persuade by......

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Episode 2 "DIARY OF A NIGERIAN UNIVERSITY GUY"

“Hard as Rock �”

Walking smartly into the lecture theatre is the faculty president. “Good morning, I would like the aspirants to step out please”; he said. Three tall good looking guys with political grids boldly written on their faces stepped out, I was surprised Tracy didn’t step out. I wonder what she is up to.

” Is that all? “; the president asked as proceeded saying, ” According to the Constitution, at least 4 aspirants must be presented to contest for the post of Class Governor ” He requested for one more aspirant to fill the space.
There were noises, rants, and murmuring. To my surprise, my so called friends started screaming my name; I was shocked and at the same time laughing. I laughed because it looks like a test of time we all might never pass if eventually I step out to contest for the post. On hearing my name, the president ordered me to step out.

I was so confident as I knew no one would wanna vote me in. The president then told us to give at least 2 minutes manifesto each. I was dumb for more than a minute as fear gripped me. “How can I speak to people I don’t even talk to? “; I asked myself.

To cut the long story, I delivered my manifesto. They were all surprised to have heard from me. No one knows me to be a public speaker, and I always believe I’m the best in whatever I do. I was applauded loudly as the closed ballot was casted. Right in the middle row of the chairs in the lecture theatre was Tracy ,gazing at me with confusion written over her.
“I have nothing to do with you“; I thought within me. I knew very well she was wallowing in the pit of doubt contemplating if she should vote for me or not.

I looked at her so bad that she had to take her eyes off me, despite the fact that I found it difficult to take my eyes off her cleavages.

I was looking pale as the votes are counted, What do you expect I emerged the winner.
“I’m a fool”; I said to myself.

Putting the whole blame on my friends for making me step out to contest. They were happy instead, thinking everything I’ll do will always be in their favor.

I sat quietly in the lecture theatre as I watched everyone left for their hostels.

“That was a very nice speech you gave”; a very faint voice coming from someone behind me. I turned around to say thank you, only to find out it was the same girl who was staring at me during the election. I felt reluctant to say thank you, because I really never wanted to make friends with her. Not just her precisely, but with any girl on campus.
I took my bag as I stood up walking out on her. She followed me having her bag with her. “I’ll walk with you”; she said. ” I don’t think that’s necessary “;I said. She kept chattering as we walk. “By the way you really gave a lovely speech during your manifesto, Congratulations on your……….. ( I cut it) ” Hello!!, I’ve finally had enough’ excuse me I’d rather walk alone………….. “
Sincerely, I didn’t mean to be rude but the memories of my worse encounter with a lady ( My neighbor) has had me brain washed…..

That night at my neighbor’s house……

“I could have taken my chances to run out of her house that very night , but I was so scared of what could happen at the middle of the night, I stayed for minutes watching them both.

I was getting hard as a rock and she asked me to play with myself while they bleeped. Her bf said i should go for it. So I pulled it out and was stroking it. She told me to move over next to them so they could both watch. I was literally a foot from their heads. I kept stroking, and right as I was about to cum, I said “I am going to cum.” All of a sudden………….

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Episode 3 "DIARY OF A NIGERIAN UNIVERSITY GUY"

( sexual diffusion), ��

“…… he jumped up and wrapped his mouth around my cock, and swallowed the whole load.
He was all embarrassed he got up and ran into the bathroom leaving his gf and myself wondering what the Bleep just happened. He stayed there for quite a while.

She got up to check on him but he wouldn’t come out of the bathroom, so she threatened to Bleep me if he didn’t come out to explain what just happened”.



All of these couldn’t just set me free to be my normal self. I vowed never to tell this to anyone, not even my parents.
I felt the shock as I screamed at Tracy to get away and walk her way off my path. I walked so fast, as fast as my legs could Carry me.

I got back to my hostel frustrated, I couldn’t help thinking about my harsh attitudes towards Tracy, I discovered I’ve been captured by the sight of her beauty and all that she acquire, I understand the fact that all she wanted was friendship but spitting out how hard I’m being tormented by my past was a threatening factor. I tried to lay in bed to have a sound sleep but can’t think about anything else but sex.
Every word, every phrase, constant pulsing, cock easily aroused just by moving in the bed, its like peeing your pants a little and feeling the warm wetness which eventually becomes cold and uncomfortable after a while. Lips getting fat, skin tingles, imagining hyper aware of her breasts in her bra and wanting them to be fondled.

Constantly deep breathing trying to control the urges. I really didn’t know how to describe it from memories, not Hot right now. Seconds passed, minutes and hours, I finally had a sound sleep.

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Episode 4 - " DIARY OF A NIGERIAN UNIVERSITY GUY"

Home Tutored ��

……….it was her boyfriend, he came over and crawled between her legs and started to block her p*ssy and her body. She was so into it that she went with it. When he finished, he looked at me and I had a look of WTF!!? on my face and she sat up and asked him to explain why he swallowed my load from my cock and then ate my load off her body.

He explained that while he was at the College, he experimented with a couple of guys and he really likes the taste of summer and sucking cock. She asked him if he was gay now, and he replied that at the minimum he was bisexual. They argued for a while because never discussed this side of his sexuality with her……. “
I found it difficult to concentrate on my studies and also to combine my post as the class governor. The thoughts, post held, and friendship with Tracy keeps tormenting me day and night. I tried to mend my ways in order to ensure I don’t walk in her path.

It was mid semester, we gotta prepare for tests and exams.
One morning, I got a call from a lecturer about organizing tutorials and extra classes. I was led to meet one of the tutorial coordinator. He handed over to me some tutorial form for sale to students interested.

The duty of the class governor became more stressful as I had to attend to lots of students who wants the form. It got to a point I had to make them come to my hostel if I was unable to make it to school.
It occurred to me that I didn’t see Tracy come for the form. I was astonished as I thought she was not interested. I felt bad within me, I knew it was my attitude towards her that didn’t make her come for the form. I felt guilty, I thought of means to make sure I get to her.
Right inside of me, I wanted her badly, but my first impression towards her was very bad.

Very early the next morning, I was seated quietly in the lecture theatre as I attend to my colleagues in need of the tutorial form. If nothing will drive my attention towards the appearance of a very clean gold skin looking like that on an angel walking into the lecture theatre, then it will be Tracy’s pierced nipple. She walked majestically with her friends laughing into the Hall. Immediately she spotted me, she stopped laughing, I was so down as I needed the courage to confront her, I thought of what to say for few minutes. Just in time my inner man pulled me off the chair as I walked towards her.
“Good morning Tracy”. I said.

It took her seconds before acknowledging the fact that someone Was greeting, she was looking furious as she responded.

” How can I be of help? ”

I felt embarrassed, feeling as tho I already peed in my pant. It occurred to my imagination that the Hall was already upside down. As a guy who believes that what ever is worth doing is worth doing well, I summoned courage as I became audacious to her.

“I noticed you didn’t come for the tutorial form”.
I exclaimed.

“It’s of no use walking up to get a form from the Pride Lord”. She said.

I smiled it off just to get the conversation going..

” It’s okay, I really don’t have then with me at the moment, but will get you one tomorrow when coming to school” I told her.

“Oh really? , you don’t need that, why can I just come for it later in the day in your hostel, how about that?” She said.
I didn’t know if I should object or affirm that, but it’s not a big deal. I thought within me as I shook hands with her. I couldn’t resist the romantic warmth from her palm. I was so happy she was coming over, at least making friends with her to keep head straight.

I got back to my hostel very early that day. I thought of so many things that made me Hot for the past couple of days. And Jerking off takes too much energy these days, I can’t really find the time and the place to let loose my cock and jerk it off. So I had to wait to save for a day like this she would come visiting.

It was already 7:30pm, I waited patiently for Tracy but she didn’t show up. Just as I was about to lay my head on the pillow to sleep, I heard a knock on the door.
“Who is that? ” I screamed
Not even waiting for response, I opened the door very fast. It was Tracy standing at the door. As I was about to shake hands with her, I dropped my single key.

“Did you drop the key on purpose? ” She asked

“Maybe I did” I replied.

“It will be difficult to find in this room, it’s dark inside” She said,
as we walked into the room.
Tracy walked right next to me and worth of guided me to the room where it was really dark like she said.

We searched, or rather pretend to search for the key for a brief moment. She turned around, and beckoned me to stand behind her in a very convenient position for a quick......

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