Me: Hello…

She: Dioxidane, it’s me Anthonia…

Me: I know… How’s your day going?

She: Fine… Where are you now?

Me: I’m in my house…

She: Where do you stay?

Me: Around Kofar Kaura layout…

She: Can I come over so that we would edit the articles today?

Me: Is it not late? Can’t it wait till tomorrow?

She: We are supposed to send it to the printer very early tomorrow. Or are you planning on going out?

Me: Naa, not really…

She: Can I come over now?

Me: Ok, no probs…

And then I gave her the exact description of my house…

In about 10mins she called and told me that she was at the front of my gate. I so loved that compound! We were only 3 tenants – a man and his family who came during the weekends and a banker who was rarely at home – so the compound was kinda quiet and secluded (my kind of place). No one goes in or out without my notice or permission.

So I put on a polo top and a combat short and I went to the gate to usher her in. She was putting on just a black mini skirt, a red sleeveless top and very light make up.

You know that weird look the NYSC attire give some persons, especially ladies? Well, she wasn’t having that look that evening. I was like ‘Wow! You are looking so different from what I saw in the morning and your hair looks lovely.’ ‘Hmm, thanks’, she replied.

When she got to my room, she was like ‘OMG, you living large o, and you are forming corper’. ‘Ah an, am I not a corper? Abeg manage my bed, I don’t have chairs o’. She said, ‘You are flexing jor… I wonder how many babes you would have sampled here.’ I was like, ‘huh!!! Sample ke In fact you are the first babe to come here o…’ ‘Story for the gods… Abeg bring the magazine let’s do what I came here for jare’.

Before I brought the magazine, I brought bananas from my fridge and offered it to her. When I brought the magazine, I noticed she was still stealing glances at me just like she did that morning. I pretended not to notice, but in my mind **that thing wey you dey find you go collect today**. And so we began working on the articles.

When we were almost done, she asked if I studied English and I told her no. I told her I studied Chemistry but I just had the flair for reading and writing and she said it was cool.

We completed editing the articles and we continued gisting. I asked her where she came from and she told me she was from Benue but her mum was from Kaduna. She asked where I came from and I told her I was from Akwa-Ibom. ‘Hmmm, calabar boy’, she exclaimed.

To be continued

That week I went for CDS meeting and among the agenda for discussion that day was the welcoming of new corp members into the CDS group. **’Omo see fine chicks for my CDS o.’** I decided to act cool initially, ‘make dem no go talk say I too dey forward’.

I noticed one of the chicks in particular. I later found out her name was Anthonia. She was slim, light in complexion and heavily busted. Till date I still wonder the kind of inter-molecular force that attracts me to heavily busted ladies.

I wore my transparent shade that enabled me look at people without them knowing I was looking at them. I was concentrating my gaze on Anthonia and I caught her stealing glances at me. In my mind, ‘na me and you today’.

There was an issue in which some articles in a magazine to be distributed to students were filled with grammatical errors (I wonder who typed and edited it). The President of the group needed two persons to edit the articles. I saw her raise her hand, and I quickly raised my hand so that I would be paired with her. I was not fast enough, another guy raised his hand before I did. **Sharp guy** The President was about pairing the guy with Anthonia when I told him I was a writer **Omo see me dey form writer o**, and he decided that since I was already in that field, I should do the work.

After the CDS meeting, I met Anthonia and told her we should start editing the articles immediately. She said she going to make her hair, that we would meet later in the evening. I said, ‘no problem’. We exchanged contacts and she said we would meet later in the evening.

I was browsing on my phone around 5pm that same day when she called.

After some minutes she began wiggling and jerking as her juice were flowing down her ass.

I pulled my tongue out of her and rolled her over. She groaned and raised her ass, waiting for my throbbing engorged mamba. I quickly took my condom under my bed and wore it. She screamed when I thrust my mamba in her. Her ‘cunnies’ felt so tight in my mamba. I went gradually and slowly gained momentum, taking total control of her. She was moaning seriously as I continuously slammed my hips into her, taking her hard, slamming my mamba into her.

After several minutes she started quivering and screaming as wave after wave of orgasm overtook her. **Chai, this babe na screamer.** Her body had not yet stopped shaking when I reached my point of no return. Spurt after spurt of c*um bust through me. My knees almost buckled as the orgasm weakened my body, and we both lay on the rug.

After washing off in the bathroom, we both lay on the bed. ‘You’re one hell of a super, are all Calabar boyz like you?, she asked looking into my eyes.’ **Smiles** ‘I’ve heard so much about Calabar boyz, but this is my first experience. I love you so much dioxidane’. ‘Ohh babbyy, same here’, I replied. We lay spooning for several minutes. I was handling and teasing her boobs while she was toying with my mamba. Before long, my mamba was called to action once again and we straffed twice before we slept.

I also saw Chisom kneeling before me holding my mamba. Obviously she had been sucking it. She realized I was tensed up and asked what the matter was. I told her it was nothing and got up to the bathroom.

I stood in the shower for some minutes allowing water drip down my skin. I was now relaxed and so was my mamba. I was thinking about my dream and wished it was real. Some minutes later, the door of the bathroom door was opened and Chisom walked in. She had taken off her knickers and was putting on only her singlet which barely covered her ass.

I was facing the wall and backing her. She held me and pressed her boobs against my back. **ohhhh**My thoughts came back to her and I gently squeezed her ass. She gasped at the touch. I turned around, kissing her deeply and passionately, pressing myself on her. The feel of my skin against hers sent electric shocks through her, and she wanted it all.

She got on her knees, wrapping her fingers around my mamba, putting into her mouth and sucking desperately on it. A groan escaped my lips as my fingers entwined in her wet hair. The shower was still running as she bobbed up and down my mamba for a few minutes, trying to take me in and out of her throat. She then stood, took off her top and pulled me out of the shower into the room.

** Chai, this babe baddd o **

She dragged me into the room and laid down on the rug, opening her legs, wanting me in her. I smiled at her, and got on the rug with her.

But instead of getting in her like she wanted, I took my time, licking her lips and sliding my tongue in her. I guess I hit the spot ‘cos she squealed loudly, pinching one of her nipples while she laid her other hand on my head. She was squirming all around. I was unrelenting. I swirled my tongue in her, bobbing my head on her then blushed my tongue back and forth on her clit. She was moaning and screaming ‘chiiiiiineke! mummy! mummyoooooo!! Ekweremaduoooooo’

**{ babe calm down na }**.

Episode 3


It was a sunny day and I was sitting close to a swimming pool. I was reading a book on my phone and was shocked when I saw Zainab come to the pool in her bikini. Damn, this babe had a body to die for. She had lovely pair of d-cup boobs and a nice rounded ass. Her legs looked like she was contesting for ‘Miss hot legs’.

She and her friends were playing in the pool and I recognized some of them from her department. The sound of their squealing and laughter filled the air, which made lose interest in the book I was reading and concentrated on them.

As they were playing, one of her friends mistakenly grabbed her bikini top and pulled it down. **Chisos!! ** Staring at me was one of the most perfect boobs I have seen in a long time. The nipple was fully erect because of the cold water and was surrounded by a very nice pink areola, the size of a coin. My mamba immediately began stirring in my shorts.

She definitely must have seen me looking at her, because before covering herself up, she looked at me and smiled. This just made my mamba grow harder. I looked back on my phone and pretended not to have seen her, but my knickers was telling a different story.

I was trying to concentrate on the book I was reading, but the sight of her exposed boobs haunted my mind. I kept stealing glances at the pool every now and again and I found her looking at me too.

After several minutes of playing in the pool, they got out to get something to drink. I was watching them go to the bar when suddenly Zainab began catwalking towards me. I couldn’t help but stare at her delicious body in the wet polka dotted pink bikini she wore. It had become semi transparent and I could clearly see the outlines of her nipples and the surrounding darker areas.

As I looked down towards her leg, I saw what looked like the outline of her ‘cunnies’ pushing against the thin material. My mamba was showing its appreciation for such sight by trying to bust through my shorts. I was still watching her when suddenly she knelt down before me, zipped down my shorts and brought out my already stiff mamba and began sucking it.

As she did that her friends gathered around and began watching us and giggling.**Chisos!! ** I tapped her and pointed. ‘People are watching!!!’ She looked up at me, smiled and continued sucking. Since she didn’t seem to mind, I began to enjoy what she was doing. But after several minutes, as I raised up my head, I saw her mother walking towards us with a dagger…

WTF!!!

With that shock, I sat up! I saw all the images before me gradually disappearing. I looked at myself and realized I was sweating and was back in my room. **Damn! I’ve been dreaming.**

Lol... Yes my bro.. I already stated earlier on that it is a copied story in regards to another person and not myself...

TheoAndrew:
Lol this is a very old story... Oga Weldon for stealing another persons work/post in Coolvall22.com.. The story is about 5-6yrs

I opened the gate and saw Chisom. She was looking so tired and exhausted. I gave her a warm hug and invited her in. She told me her roommate traveled and forgot to drop the key with her lodge mates. In my mind, **so you no fit stay for any of your lodge mate room abi**. I asked her if her roommate was coming anytime soon and she said she was going to come the next day. **Make one babe no go turn me to married bachelor** She said she was so tired that she just wanted to shower and sleep. In my mind, ‘so no straffing, you wished!!’. I asked her if she’s had dinner and she said she already did. She later had her bath and laid down on the bed. She was putting on a knicker and singlet. No bra. **chai, this babe no go kill me o**…

Chisom was sleeping and it was obvious she was deep in sleep. I tried continuing the movie, but I just couldn’t concentrate. She was lying down on the bed and her ass faced towards where I sat on the rug. I was pondering what to do, whether to wake her or what.

I started teasing under her foot and her legs if I would get a reaction. No reaction. I went to her arms and teased both her arms to the side of her boobs. No reaction. **Which kind thing me this na** I went back to her legs and teased both her laps for some minutes. No reaction. **Abeg, this one na no brainer**. I tried different tactics severally. No show. It was obvious she was tired and really deep in sleep. I tried continuing the movie, but was so ‘lust’ in my thoughts. I didn’t know when I fell asleep on the rug…

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To be continued

For some days I didn’t see Chisom. She called and told me she and her boss went for a conference in Abuja.

I was in the lab going through some journals when I saw someone walk through the door. It was Zainab. She was putting on an ankara skirt and blouse and a scarf covering her shoulder. Her skirt was almost touching the ground.

In my mind, ‘this hausa babes can fall hand with their dressing sha’…

She: Good morning sir…

Me: Good morning… How was your night?

She: It was fine sir…

Me: Wait, how do you say ‘how was your night in Hausa’, because I’m trying to learn the language o…

She: **laughs** You say ‘antashi lafia’…

Me: **i try saying it after her** antashi lafia… Hmm, at least I’ve learnt one today. So, antashi lafia?

She: **laughs** Lafia lau…

Me: **smiles** So what’s happening? You have issues?

She: No it’s not really me. It’s my younger brother. He is preparing for WAEC and JAMB and my mum asked me to look for a home tutor for him…

Me: Hmmm, that’s good…

She: I don’t know if you would be chanced to help him…

Me: **i no kukuma get anything to do for evening** That would be when he comes back from school, right?

She: Yes sir…

Me: Okay, there’s no problem…

She: I don’t know if you would be chanced to come and see my mum today so that you would discuss it with her…

Me: Don’t worry I’ll be chanced. Lemme have your address…

She: Just let me have your number, when you are ready to come, we would send the driver to pick you…

Me: Hmm… Ok…

I gave her my number and she collected mine.

But hausa girls shy sha… I noticed Zainab was not too free with me and she stayed a distance from me. But the girl too fine. I watched her leave the lab.

** Chisos!!! See ukwu**

Even the skirt couldn’t hide it that much. I made a mental note right there and then to sample that ukwu. **But how I wan take do this one pass

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I got to Zainab’s house around 4pm that day.

** Chisos!!! See fence!**

The fence of the building was so high that you could use the blocks to construct a 5-bedroom apartment.

**Na wa for all these hausa men sha…**

Zainab came to the car to welcome me. She was putting on a jean skirt and black top. No scarf, no hijab.

**Omo see bobi!**

She: Welcome sir…

Me: Thanks… You have a very fine house o, it looks like a resort centre…

She: **smiles** My mum is this way sir…

She then ushered me into their visitors waiting room.

**If this one na just waiting room, how the sitting room wan take be na This people get money die o!!**

When I got inside, I saw her mother. She was looking so young and so not Nigerian. **Ehen!! No wonder this girl looks so different** She was talking with her sister (elder sister I guess) and they were speaking a foreign language (whether na spanish, I no even come know).

Me: Good evening ma…

She: Oh, Mr Dioxidane, you are welcome. Please have a seat and give me a minute.

Me: Thank you ma…

She: Zai, pashi kama burki na ama chi…

Zainab: Ayi mama…

**Chineke, hope this people no wan sell me for here o…**

Zainab: Sir, what do I offer you?

Me: **offer me yourself** A bottle of water would do…

Zainab: Ok, sir… I would be right back…

Within some minutes, Zainab came back with a bottle of water and her mum concluded the discussion with her sister and she left.

She: So Mr Dioxidane, you are welcome once again…

Me: Thank you very much ma…

She: So where are you from?

Me: I’m from Akwa-Ibom ma…

She: Where is that?

Me: **I talk am say dis woman no be Nigerian** It’s in the Niger-Delta region of the country ma…

She:**smiles** Oh, where militants vandalize pipelines and petroleum infrastructure…

Me: Ehrmm, not really ma…

She: We usually watch it on TV… Hope you are not like them…

Me:**laughs** No ma…

She: So what did you study?

Me: I studied Chemistry at Delta State University…

She: Oh, that’s good… Hope you came out with a good degree…

Me: Not really ma, the 2.1 I graduated with was not good enough for me…

She: **smiles** If you graduated with a 2.1, that’s a very good result…

Me: If you say so ma…

She: Hope you would do a good job with my son… Zainab, ka sha ma li ka Salim…

Zainab: Ayi mama…

She: Let her go and call her brother… So, how often would you take him and how much would you charge?

Me: **Na wa o… Na 5k/month I dey charge for home lesson when I dey school o** Ma, due to the quality of the tutorials I would be giving him, in fact he is going to pick up in his studies. I would be taking him for 4days a week and I would be taking him basically on Maths, Chemistry and Physics. Then if there’s any topic he doesn’t understand in any subject, I would explain it to him.

She: **nodding her head** That’s good… So how much would it cost us?

Me: Ma, in lagos where I stay, we charge 30thousand naira per month for home lessons, so I don’t know what’s obtainable here, if it’s higher or lower than that…

She: **laughs** 30thousand is on the high side…

Me: **Abeg una get moni jorr** Ah ma, I don’t render quantity service, but quality service that’s why you think the price is on the high side…

She: Wouldn’t 25 thousand be ok?

Me: **Before nko, e even pass my alawee** No problem ma, I’ll just manage it…

She: Yeah, that reminds me. Are you good with computers, because my son was to go for computer lessons…

Me: Yes ma, I am…

She: Would you be able to include that in what you would be teaching him?

Me: No problem ma, but that means the amount would be increased…

She: Oh, thank you. That’s no problem… My husband is not around now, he works at Abuja, perhaps during the weekend when he comes, you’ll get to meet him…

Me:**Chineke!! This man go be politician o, why I come go reduce price before na** That’s no problem ma, thank you very much…

Zainab later walked in with Salim and we both talked a little and finalized arrangements on when we were going to begin. His mother said we should be having the lessons in the house and I said it was ok by me and I left…

The next day after completing lessons with Salim, I went home and had a shower. I had a busy day at work and still went for lessons in the evening.

**To make money no easy o**.

I didn’t see Zainab in school and when I asked her brother, he said she went to Kaduna to visit her grandma.

I was watching a movie when I got a call from an unknown number. I later found out it was Zainab. She was sounding so sweet as usual. After normal pleasantries, she told me she went to see her grandma that was why she wasn’t around. I asked her why she didn’t call me with the number she gave me and she told me this was her private line and only few persons had the number.

Me: Few special persons, right?

She: **smile** Uhmm, kind of…

Me: Hmmm… That’s means I’m special…

She: **laughs** It depends…

Me: On?

She: **smiles**

Me: I really like your kinda person… You don’t seem the reserved type.**Na lie o**

She: **smiles** Sir, you know I’m very shy…

Me: Zee… Wait, can I call you Zee?

She: **smiles** If you want…

Me: Firstly, stop calling sir. We are friends. Or are we not?

She: **smiles** Yes we are…

Me: Ehen, so be free with me… I really want to get to know you…

She: What do you want to know about me?

Me: Everything…

She: Really?

Me: Yeah… I was really hoping to see you when I went to your house today…

She: Eya…

Me: When are coming back?

She: Next week…

Me: So what would you be bringing for me when coming?

She: **smiles** Something special…

Me: Wow! Something special, like?

She: Don’t worry when I come you’ll see it…

Me: Cool…

We spent almost 30minutes on the call gisting. I later found out her father was a Senator. I was still on the phone when another call came in. It was Chisom. I told Zainab I was going to call her back and received Chisom’s call. She asked where I was and I told her I was at home. She said she just came from Abuja and she was at the front of my gate. ‘Huh

Episode 2

I was trying to wonder what might have caused that.

**Abi na virgin she be ni**

I didn’t dwell too much on the thought. I worked my way from her neck to her boobs, removing her top. Jeez, this babe was making me hard as hell.

At this point my ‘mamba’ was almost finding it’s way out of my jean. She began stroking me through my jean and she knew she was driving me crazy. I kissed and sucked on each of her ni*pple, taking turns while pinching the other.

I love to suck and bite on ni*pples, and judging by her moans and jerking movements so was she. I kept working on her, kissing then licking, sucking on her boobs, nibbling a little to taste her sweetness.

I felt her unzip me while I was losing myself and burying my face in her cleavage. Before I knew what was happening, she got off me, yanked down my jean and shorts and freed my mamba. ‘Oh my god, I wasn’t expecting that’, she yelled. ‘Too big? Hope you’ll be able to handle it?’ ‘Of course I should.’

In a swift move, she put one of my balls in her mouth. She then switched to the next one. She used her tongue to move them all around; her lips completely enveloped my entire sack, up to the root of my mamba. She then began stroking my mamba with her hands.

Jeez, this feeling was incredible. I was incapable of saying anything else. She finally put her lips around the whole head of my mamba and started to gently suck me.

For several minutes she swirled her tongue wildly around the underside the head of my mamba, driving me mad with desire. Her pace and intensity grew with each trip up and down my mamba and she made loud slurping and sucking sounds with her mouth.

My mamba was rock hard and throbbing; and I was on the verge of cu*mming. I could feel it very close. ‘Ohhhh, fuvvvvk!!! Jeez!!!’ Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot up her boobs. She was able to trap most of it with her boobs, but it began dripping on the bed. She got up and went to the bathroom to clean up herself.

As she came back, she came up to the bed and began kissing me. My mamba was called to action once again and it began responding. I tried unbuttoning her bumshorts, but she stopped me again and told me she was on her period.

‘WTF!!!’

Immediately, we heard a knock on the door. ‘Shiiit, it’s like my roomate is back’, she said. ‘Jeez, you have a roommate’ I quickly wore up my shorts and jean and ‘arranged’ myself.

She went to open the door for her roommate and she introduced us ‘Dioxidane, meet my roommate Sonia. Sonia, Dioxidane’. ‘Nice meeting you’, I said. ‘Same here’, she replied with a frown on her face.

**Mtcheww, wetin consine me and you**

I wasn’t happy she obstructed the mission, but either ways it wouldn’t have gone down that day. She walked me to take a bike, and as I was going, for my mind I don get corper babe be that o…

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Episode 1



After my graduation from the university, I had to do various odd jobs while waiting for my NYSC call-up letter. When I finally got it, I was shocked when I realized I was posted to the North (Katsina state to be precise) because I tried influencing my posting to the southern part of the country. Anyway, I had no choice but to go for the 3weeks orientation course.

Before I went, I got a medical report from a doctor friend of mine who ‘diagnosed’ me of Acute Bipolar Disorder (I didn’t even care what it meant) to ensure my relocation on medical grounds.

On getting to Katsina state, I found the place to be beautiful and quiet unlike the rowdiness I was used to in Lagos. The camp was even better than most of the NYSC camps I had visited in other states (mine included). My roommates were fun and lively. Fortunately for me, 3 of us were from the same department in school, so we kinda had an upper hand in bonding with the others. Camp was fun, I made friends, male and female, but more of male ‘cos I didn’t want to cheat on my girlfriend.

After camp I congratulated myself on not doing ‘anything’ that might have soiled my relationship with my girlfriend (if she found out). I went straight to her place, and she ‘compensated’ me for all I had missed in camp by giving me the ‘straffing’ of my life over the holidays.

Finally, after all the fun and excitement, the holidays came to an annoying end and it dawned on me that I had to go back to the north (because my relocation didn’t come through).

After finally completing the registration process at my PPA, I was so uncomfortable and angry. The lodge I was provided was tiny and stuffy, and at night the mosquitoes came en masse on their power bikes. My first night was dreadful, I couldn’t sleep. Throughout the night, I made a mental note on getting a new apartment the next day.

The next day I asked around for where I could get an apartment around my PPA. I finally got one and I spent two days buying stuffs and tidying the place up.

On my first day at work, I realized that all the stories I heard about the beauty of Hausa and Fulani girls were true. Walai, Hausa girls fine die! I was posted to one of their universities and was to work as a laboratory technologist in the Chemistry department.

When I got to the lab, I had to observe how my ‘boss’ conducted the practical session with the class because that was to be my duty. I ended up observing NOT him, but a number of pretty students in the lab. Some of these girls were in hijab, while some had scarfs tried around their necks, but mere looking at them put so many imaginations in a guys mind. I told myself ‘Boy, welcome to Katsina!’

Two days later as I was conducting the practical class, a lady raised up her hand to ask a question. Jeez, her voice was ethereal. I was so carried away, I didn’t even hear the question she asked. “Please tell us your name before you ask your question”, I quickly said. She said, ‘My name is Zainab. My question is: Why do we add H2SO4 to FAS solution during the EMF measurement?’. I was like ‘Wow, that’s a very interesting question’ and I explained what happens during that chemical reaction and told them to observe the changes when they were carrying out the practical.

I continued the class and noticed that Zainab and her friends were no more paying attention but giggling whenever our eyes met. I said to myself **Oh lord, lead me not into temptation**.

After the class, I sat on a chair in the lab with my earpiece on, listening to music and browsing on my phone when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw a damsel standing above me. Jeez, this girl fine die! Her hips were at the same level with my face and made Amber Rose feel like a learner. She had a lovely smile on her face and cute dimples.

She: Hi…

Me: Uhmm, hello…

She:**smiles** You are the new corper here right?

Me:**Look at my attire** Is it that obvious? I’m not even putting on my Khaki…

She:**Laughs** You should know that once you come here, everyone knows your status… Anyway, I’m Chisom. I’m a batch B corper.

Me: Wow, senior corper. I have a friend that’s your name sake o. Buh she’s not as tall as you. Damn, you are so tall! Or is because I’m sitting?

**I stand and measure height with her and realize I’m a lil bit taller than her**

Me: **I hold my chest** Ah, thank god I’m taller than you…

She: **smiles**

Me: But you are too pretty jor…

She: You’re teasing me, shey? I’m definitely sure you are one of those player guys…

Me: No na, it’s true. I know you must have heard it from so many guys, but at least you are hearing it from me for the first time…

She: **smiles** Hmm, thanks…

Me: **I offer my hands** My name is Dioxidane…

She: Dioxidane? What kinda name is that?

Me: Don’t worry, you’ll get to find out if you stick around long enough…

She: **Hits me slightly on my shoulder** You are not serious…

Me: You know what, I’m starving here. Do you know where I can get something good to eat? I don’t mean tuwoshinkafa o…

She: **laughs** Don’t worry, there’s a place around. But I’m sure you’ll love fura.

Me: Fura? What the hell is that?

She: It’s a kinda drink. They say it’s good for mens libido…

Me: Huh! Really?? Then I’m definitely interested…

And so we walked to the restaurant, got something to eat, and talked about ourselves. We later exchanged numbers and parted ways.

At night I was browsing and chatting with some of my friends when I got a message on whatsapp. It was from Chisom.

She: Hi dear…

**In my mind, hmm, now now dear don enter? Ok let’s play along na**

Me: Hey sweetheart… Hope your day went well.

She: Ehm, it was ok. I thought you said you were going to come to my office when you closed…

Me: Did I? Oh, I’m sorry darling, iforgot. Don’t worry I’ll make it up to you…

She: How?

**Huh How ke**

Me: Uhm, what do you have in mind?

She: Anything…

Me: Ok, you know what? We’ll hang out tomorrow after work. Hope you are cool with that?

She: Yeah, it’s aii…

And so we gisted about family, relationship and other stuffs till late in the night. I had to remind her we were to go to work the next day before we were able to stop.

The next day after work, she took me to a lovely spot in town. I was so into her that all my thoughts were to bleep her right there and then due to accumulated konji. Later on we went to her lodge.

I sat on her bed trying to watch a movie on her laptop while she said she was going to freshen up. While she was in the bathroom, I couldn’t concentrate on the movie. I was just imagining her naked right there in the bathroom and wished I could just rip the door open and go down on her.

Before I knew what was happening, she came out of the bathroom. She was putting on a brown bumshort and a white spaghetti top. Jeez!!! Her huge boobs were so visible through the top she was wearing and her pointy ni*pples pushed outward against it’s thin fabric. She definitely didn’t have a bra on under there!

She sat down next to me, and I felt the beam of her gaze wash over me. She looked so beautiful; I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to be too forward, so I just tried ‘forming’ conversation with her while watching the movie. ‘Are you even enjoying the movie? This movie is super boring!’ As I turned to respond, my eyes were drawn yet again to her incredible chest. My focus was especially drawn to the bulge at the tip of each boobs; her areolae must be incredibly puffy. I couldn’t resist anymore.

Suddenly, without warning, her head shifted, and I found my lips pressed against hers, with my tongue plunging deep into her mouth and her tongue whipping against mine to explore it. As we were kissing, I moved my hands to her large breasts. I slowly began to massage them gently, using my experience, and instinct to guide me. As I caressed and rubbed her large ni*pples, I heard her quiver and moan. As the passion heated up, I tried to unbutton her bumshorts, but she held my hand back and guided my face to her boobs.

I'm bored so I would always dish y'all some copied fascinating stories henceforth...

Grab your Coke and Gala or an Hennessy with some heavy 4 puffs thus; blowing tree's like a Ganja man


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Oga fash

Wtf mehhn.. Castrate him ASAP

Gbr

General Boogie!!

Boogyman557:
Holly Gram



Be like say dis 1 just ENTER dis useless CUNTREE yesterday




Guys wey no get RUBBERZ na Dem NACK pass d ONCE wey get RUBBERZ




Everything na O.T...




COORDINATION..



PACKAGE...



WTF MAN

No Sir .. But I think Money does 60 to 70 percent of the task

HiideaConsole:
You think money is all that's required to toast a Nigerian lady??

Smh

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Gbr

I'm very fine baby

dlw09:
你好，我可爱的尼日利亚朋友

Oga! Where did you go sir?

slawormiir:
Damnnn niggar
Wizkid my niggar
Always on his tie....smoking and bozzing

Just like me
Imagine a life without smoking and bozzing alcohol



Been around the world....trying to make some money...bombing and key boarding

Gbr

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Gbr

Olori buruku Okay.. I don comot my hand from girl matter... Am I free now?

Ayodele20:



Werey ni bobo yi-o . I still repeat,you'll soon commit suicide at last for it's already manifest and sadly there's only little I or anyone else could do about it.

Try and visit a psychiatrist, it will go a long way though,you never can tell.

But if you like don't change, I just pity you, coz las las na you go take your own life.I no even pity you sef,na your mama I pity.Abiamo ku oro omo. A ni fi di Jo 'na

This your Holly gram so una don dey compete with Slawormirrr.. Okay o but true true, Op never shine Congo and he dey do like this He suppose chop Kala for leg

Boogyman557:
Holly Gram OP NA people like u de make me BLAST pesin left leg wit my KALA 4 free. WAITING DE WORRY U... Woman never give u KUNTUS, Una don de go SHOPPING. Na Jah know how much RUBBERZ wey u don spend on top dat BANI head. WAITING DE WORRY U. U NO GO WISE UP. WTF MAN

Lol! Okay br

habsydiamond:
mouth sweet to cook vegetables soup oo.. If u know u know

It's either you take your mum to a psychiatric hospital or she loose you to suicide later
Mr man.. ! I can see that you're a sadist. No wonder you kept contemplating on suicide. You're free to go get your self hanged. No disturb me biko . Why you wan kill yourself ontop my matter sef? Na by force? . I got all your points but you don't need to curse a person to let them figure out what you're pointing out. I would treat my lady anyhow I feel like and that's on period.

Let me even make you angry again . Last month, I collected my girl friend iPhone Xr and I gave her my iphone 12 pro. We exchanged and I saw that as a no big deal. If it were to be your sister, I'd do the same thing with her..
I'm still repeating myself ooo, my own future wife won't join other relatives to cook in any family function but who knows, I might make use of your points in the future before humans are bound to change.

Ayodele20:





Well,this further shows that you need a psychiatrist ASAP.You've just replied the way those who commit suicide later in life would reply.It's such a pity that your mum will lose you to stupidity and suicide.I'm sure your eyes are bigger than your brain,hence this utter stupidity from you.
I see you getting dominated, enslaved,frustrated and used,then committing suicide, thinking it would take away the pain only to get you a Direct Entry(DE) to Hell.

It's your mum that you would take to a psychiatric hospital and not me
Mr man.. ! I can see that you're a sadist. No wonder you kept contemplating on suicide. You're free to go get your self hanged. No disturb me biko . Why you wan kill yourself ontop my matter sef? Na by force? . I got all your points but you don't need to curse a person to let them figure out what you're pointing out. I would treat my lady anyhow I feel like and that's on period.

Let me even make you angry again . Last month, I collected my girl friend iPhone Xr and I gave her my iphone 12 pro. We exchanged and I saw that as a no big deal. If it were to be your sister, I'd do the same thing with her..
I'm still repeating myself ooo, my own future wife won't join other relatives to cook in any family function but who knows, I might make use of your points in the future before humans are bound to change.

Ayodele20:





Well,this further shows that you need a psychiatrist ASAP.You've just replied the way those who commit suicide later in life would reply.It's such a pity that your mum will lose you to stupidity and suicide.I'm sure your eyes are bigger than your brain,hence this utter stupidity from you.
I see you getting dominated, enslaved,frustrated and used,then committing suicide, thinking it would take away the pain only to get you a Direct Entry(DE) to Hell.