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Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Twaci(f): 9:27am On Oct 17, 2016 |
misspatsy:Thank you dear. |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by smart024(m): 10:48am On Oct 17, 2016 |
Weldone dear... Wishing you more knowledge to write much more... 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by hatchetman(m): 11:28am On Oct 17, 2016 |
dikachi my typo nigga...dat guy is jus like me..no rushing...twaci chop knuckle..u amazin..oma should thread carefully sha 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Tastemoney(m): 11:38am On Oct 17, 2016 |
Kachi fall my hands I swear |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by psalmson23(m): 11:52am On Oct 17, 2016 |
kachi bahd guy, he saves 'it' for a more rewarding future! #presumption 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by pedestal82(m): 12:03pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
He think say na him dey in control, say he don catch her for siki one. But he know no say Oma dey ahead for the game. Twaci, nice one 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by laikas: 12:55pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
hatchetman:hmmm, for ur mind, na even for the party self wey u for start self. |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by chayoski: 12:56pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
I've been following this story like no other... Twacy you really re a good writer, keep it up. Please not to discredit your write-up, the part you mentioned kamsi as dikachi's 'niece' you know watsup ![]() 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Nmaglit: 2:43pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Nice one dear 2 Likes |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by naijamakossa(m): 2:57pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
twaci are ur parent also reading this lols Abegi keep it away from them,that innocent girl u used to be in their face should continue like that don't let them know that you are now using the OTHER ROOM . more naughty thinking to ur brain. twaci u spoil finish.... 5 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Nobody: 5:57pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
If All Guys In This World Are Like Dikachi, Then Am Sure That The World Would Be A Better Place For Girls To Live In, An Guys A Better Hope Of Tommorow. THEBLESSEDMAN, SMARTESTPOPQUEEN, TGOLD1, ROYH...THIS IS AGENT 'M' CALLING ALL THE HERO TEAM MATES FROM ACROSS THE STARS 4 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Nobody: 6:19pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Obinna see your work. You rape-turned Oma to this spoiled girl she is. Oma sef, Ehn! I don't know wether to worry about Cassie or Dikachi, but one of them will surely surprise us. TOL Still here ma'am. Nice update. 3 Likes |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by ujubaybee(f): 8:58pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
You are skilled and very good Twaci..a good story teller. The Plot is so entertaining and at the same time indulging. Keep making your world proud dear...More sharpness to your brain..Amen 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Twaci(f): 9:25pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Chapter Six I couldn't tell Cassie what happened, how was I supposed to explain to her that Dikachi had turned me down? It didn't sound good at all, not something one would share. He had called me the day after the embarrassing incident and still apologized but I had maintained that I was not angry and understood his reasons. To be honest, beneath the shame, I actually did understand him. He wanted to take it easy with me, he wanted a relationship.... I looked at myself in the mirror in nothing but my red lacy underwear and ran my hands from my stomach, down my hips to my ass, how could anyone turn this down? I still couldn't get that part. I raked my hair back and studied my face. I was beautiful, I had the right curves, I was sexy and funny even, what was wrong? I hugged myself. What made me mad was that no matter how hard I wanted to stop thinking of him, I couldn't. I felt like a starved puppy, one that wants nothing from another but her master. His refusal intrigued me and made me yearn for him, I wanted no one else but him. "...you make me crazy Oma and all I want to do is take you to my bed and make wild love to you till you are senseless with desire..." I felt my body warm up as I remembered those words and smiled. Those words had kept me up at night as I had imagined lots of ways he could do it, how he would make me cry out in pleasure. I touched my lips and recalled how his felt, cold, soft.... "Argh!" I groaned in anger coupled with frustration and desperation, and stomped away from the mirror to fall into bed. What was wrong with me?! I needed to a way let out the tension that had built up in me, I couldn't take the thoughts anymore. I reached for the dïldo under my bed and looked at it with disgust, no it wouldn't do. I wanted something warm and very much like Dikachi. I reached for my phone and scrolled to his number. Should I call him or not? I thought. Should I call him and tell him how much I wanted him and ask him to come, probably text him a picture to let him know I was dead serious. I shook my head, no way. That would seem slütty and stupid. I sighed and scrolled down to see Jack's number. My finger hovered over the 'call icon' as I wondered if I should go back to the call boy. Would he take my mind off Dikachi? I tapped on the icon and waited till he came online. "Hey missy!" "Hey Jack. Are you home?" I heard the television roar in the background. "Yeah, yeah I am. Wanna come over?" "Yeah. See you soon." "Aight mami!" He said with a chuckle and I hung up. With a sigh I came down from the bed to get ready. ************************** My fingers dug into his shoulder as he fücked me against the wall, my back to him. He held my hands above my head with one hand and grabbed my waist with the other while his pushed into me roughly. I had always liked it rough with Jack, no foreplays, no emotions, just wild meaningless sex and he never disappointed. I cried as I felt him all the way to my stomach and arched towards the wall to hold myself. "....make wild love to you till you are senseless with desire...." And just like that, I lost my passion. The desire, the warmth, the arousal, everything! They all died in a swift, cold and sudden way that made me gasp in pain. I tried to press closer to Jack, to forget the voice in my head, to destroy the image in my head but it was useless. Pictures of Dikachi filled my mind, the way he laughed, the way he adjusted his glasses, the way he played with his godson, the chocolate smear on his face, the way he held me when I said I was cold, the way his lips had felt on mine, the way he had held me close, his eyes.... "Stop." I said softly. "Say it louder mami." Jack said in my hair as he pushed harder still. "No! Stop!" I tried to push him off me but his sickened mind thought it was all part of the sex play and pushed me back to the wall. "Easy there tigress," he said with a chuckle and smacked my ass. I felt dirty, like a slüt. Tears rushed to my eyes as I roughly pushed away from him and watched as he fell. "What the fück?!" He exclaimed in sudden shock and anger. I eyed him, I hated him. I didn't know why but I hated him that instant and wished I could slap him. I quickly rushed to my clothes and purse, brought out money and threw it on him. "What is this?!" He yelled. "What is wrong with you." I didn't say anything, just wore my clothes and walked out of the room. ********************************* I sat, feet buried in the sand, and watched the ocean fight with the wind. After I had left Jack's place, I knew I couldn't go home nor wanted to go to the supermarket, so I went to the beach. I knew I could think there and focus my mind on things that had nothing to do with sex. I turned to look at the kids that played football beside me, they looked really happy and contented. I wished I was like them, without worries. I laid back on my elbow and closed my eyes. I didn't care that the hot sand had bruised me nor that the sun burned me. I just wanted to clear my head and relax. I couldn't explain what had happened in Jack's room but I made up my mind never to go there anymore. Not that I hated him, it just didn't feel right anymore. Not with the thoughts of Dikachi in my head, tormenting and breaking every part of me. My phone rang and I opened my eyes to reach for it. It was Cassie. "Hello?" "Oma! Are you okay?" She sounded worried. I sat up. "Yes, yeah I am fine. Why?" I heard her sigh. "I don't know. Jack just called me and said you stormed out of his house in tears. What happened?" I closed my eyes. "Nothing Cassie." "Did he hurt you?" "No, no he didn't." "So what is it?" She asked quite concerned. "What is your problem?" "I don't know," I said weakly. "Really, I don't know." She kept quiet for a while. "Does it have to do with Dikachi?" I raked my hair backward with a sigh. "I don't know! Yes! Maybe. I - I am just confused!" "How can a guy turn you up like this?! Can't you control yourself?" "I can't!" I yelled. "I can't! I have tried but I can't. He - I don't know what he has done to me. I just can't help it anymore!" "Have you slept with him?" I rolled my eyes. "No." "Why? I thought I told you to-" "He doesn't want to!" I guessed Cassie was shocked as I had been. "What do you mean he doesn't want to? Have you tried?" "Yes. I tried and he said no. He said he wanted to take things slow and that he didn't want to push me - I mean, what does that even mean?!" She kept quiet for a while. "Does he know that you are married?" "I don't think so." "You should tell him." "I know, I know I should but that won't help matters for me. What if he goes away? What if he stops talking to me?" "You are just sex starved Oma." She said matter of factly. "He is going to leave you either way because whether you like it or not, you are married. You can't do anything about it." "But I want him." I whined. "Then you fück him and stop acting like a lovestrucked bird. Send him a text and tell him you want him so bad you could die, and see if he would not respond." I laughed. "That's extreme na." "Extreme works sometimes." She said. When she hung up, I thought about what she had said and decided that it was not a bad idea. I strolled over to him number and typed in a message that read, "I want you so badly..." I thought of something else to add to it that didn't seem extreme like death. Yes I wanted to die but I wasn't that desperate. I stared at the message for a while and concluded that it was a bad idea, I didn't want to come off as a sex starved girl. So I decided to let the sëx part come at his own pace and made to delete the message when I mistakenly clicked on send. "Oh shît!" I cursed and tried to stop it. I looked for the cancel button but when I found none, I switched off my phone and prayed that it didn't deliver. After a while, I switched it back on and checked, it had delivered. "Agh!" I angrily smacked my head with my palm. What have I done?! Now he would see me as a cheap girl! I thought. I hissed and threw my phone in my purse only for me to hear a beep. I quickly brought the phone out to see that Dikachi had replied. I gasped and held my mouth. "I want you too, can't stop thinking about you. I will pick you up this evening by 6. Be ready." "Yesssss!" I exclaimed and rushed up. I had to go prepare! ***************************** The evening was perfect this time, no rain, not even a dark cloud in sight. I smiled as he walked up to me with a smile and appraised my outfit, I had decided to go for an off-shouldered blue and white short ankara shirtdress and black pumps. "Looking beautiful as always." "Thank you." I blushed and shivered up inside as he held my hand and led me to his car. "So how was work?" I asked when he entered and started the car. "Fine, operated on a girl today." "Oh." I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the details, I didn't want anything to ruin my mood. "That's sad. But is she okay now?" "Yeah, she was when I left her." I nodded and toyed with my purse latch, I was restless. "That's good. A good job Doctor." He laughed. "Na God." He drove on till we got to his house and he parked in his compound. I waited for him to open the car door, which he did, and allowed him to take me in by hand into the house. I noticed the lights in the house were dim and a slow song played from an unseen speaker. He did all these for me, I thought with increased heartbeats, he really wanted it to be special. I watched him as he locked the door and took off his glasses, and before I could compliment on how lovely the house looked, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. It was different from all the rest. His lips were no longer cold but they were still soft and quite intoxicatingly sensual, I felt heady with want. He pushed me on the door gently and buried his fingers in my hair as he took the kiss deeper and rendered me breathless. I wanted him, I didn't want any pre-intimacy, I had been wet for him even before he had come to my house. I just wanted to feel him in me, to feel his pulse within me. I pulled out his tucked in shirt and went under it to feel his skin, his back felt like silk. Then my hands moved to his belt and tried to unbuckle it but he stopped me and broke the kiss. "Not yet." He whispered on my face. "Not now." He kissed my face, my forehead, my eyelids and said, "I want to take time with you baby, okay?" I nodded speechlessly. He took my lips back into his mouth and continued the kiss which much more passion and unbridled desires. I couldn't get enough of the way he teased me with his tongue, the gentle way he bit my lips and when he whispered my name into my mouth, I felt the hairs on my skin rise. His hands went to my dress buttons and opened them slowly to reveal what I had worn under. He smiled when he saw the black lacy undies. "You really came prepared. You look breathtaking." I smiled and made to reply but gasped when his hand touched my stomach. He unbuckled my bra and cupped my breasts. "Fits perfectly." He said as he ran his thumbs over my nïpples, his eyes intent on mine. I bit my lip to control the emotions that had built up in me and closed my eyes as he bent down to take a nïpple into his mouth. He was more of a biter, I noticed as his teeth gently teased the hardened tip and sent shivers down my spine. I threw my head back as he did same to the other breast and held his head close, I didn't want him to stop. He laughed softly at my reaction and knelt before me to kiss my stomach, my navel and then placed a soft kiss on my core. I felt like a divine goddess adored by a loyal worshipper, he made me feel special. He stood back up, kissed me again and pushed his hands inside my panties. I held his arms for support as his fingers drove into me and stroked me gently. I cried into his mouth as he increased the pace and took them deeper. I couldn't take it anymore, I could kill at that moment to have him inside of me and didn't care about how special he wanted it to be for me. I tried to open his belt again but he held my hands and carried me off my feet, into his arms. He took me to the settee in the sitting room and laid me on it. I tired to sit up but he stopped me. "Lie down," he said. "Relax, we will get there soon." Reluctantly, I laid back and closed my eyes as he slowly removed my panties and opened my legs. I shivered as his tongue teased my clït, slowly, wickedly and I tried to hold his head but he held my hands to my side and continued. He tormented me till I was restless and then he dived his tongue into me. I convulsed helplessly as his mouth sent me over the cliff and begged him to stop but he didn't, he stroked till I had another orgasm, stronger than the first. "Dikachi please!" I cried and pulled him on me. "Please I want you right now." He laughed and kissed me, his mouth tasted salty. He unbuttoned his shirt while I unbuckled his belt and finally his clothes came off. I sighed as he stretched on me, his lips on my neck, his warm skin on mine and his hardon between my thighs. The way he had touched and kissed me had made me wild and ecstatic, and I wanted him to feel the same, so I pushed him down and climbed on him instead. He laughed. "You want to take over now?" I hushed him, a finger to his lips and smiled. "It's your time." I bent to kiss his face the same way he had kissed mine and bit his neck. I went down, slowly to his chest and teased his nïpples. "Oma-" he groaned as I bit them softly. I realized it had the same effect on him as mine did so bit them again and ran my tongue over them. He grabbed my thighs and growled excitedly, but then I was not done. I moved further down to his stomach, his navel, till I got to his shaft and felt him tense up. That was the first time I had attempted to go down on a guy and I wanted it to be good for him as mine had been. He felt very hard in my hand and was big, not in a threatening way though. He was just perfect. I licked the cap slowly and let my tongue play around it till I had him restless and uneasy. Then I took him in my mouth and gently pushed him deeper till I felt him in my throat. "Oh God! Oma!" He groaned. I moved slowly, like I had seen in the videos I had watched and sucked him passionately, my hand on his balls. He held my hair and pushed further into my mouth but I didn't stop, I wanted him to get to where I had gotten, to feel what I had felt. I increased my pace and tightened my mouth till I felt something liquid and warm push into my mouth sand almost choked. It was my first time and I felt queasy but the way he shook, the way he called out my name, I wanted him to have it all. I swallowed the salty liquid and tried to lick it off him but he sat up and drew me back to his body. "Don't please, it's enough." I smiled and he kissed me again. He went back on top of me and pushed his fingers into me. "I think we are there now." I said. He chuckled. "You are naughty, you know that?" As I made to reply, he pushed hard into me and I gasped. At long last! I thought as he moved in me. He started off gently but when I begged him to go harder, he did and before I knew it, I had another orgasm. He moved on as I shook and it took my excitement a notch higher. I couldn't stop shaking! I loved the way he moved in me, the way his chest rubbed on mine and his hands - they made me crazy. My stomach contracted in pleasure and my legs tingled but I didn't want him to stop, not when I felt still another orgasm build up. Few moments later, we climaxed together and laid on the floor, breathless and too weak to move. He drew me into his arms and kissed my forehead, I felt loved. "That was great." He said as he toyed with my hair. I chuckled. "It felt more than that." "Yeah." He raised my face to look at my eyes. "I don't regret meeting you." "Me neither." I replied and kissed his fingers. He hugged me close, placed my head on his chest and muttered in my hair. "I am glad you are mine Oma." I love him, I realized as his heartbeats lulled me to sleep. *************************** I woke up with a start and looked around. I was alone and was no longer on the sitting room floor. I pushed the blanket away from me and noticed that someone had worn me a tshirt and my panties, and my purse and phone had been kept on the table beside the bed. The room was bright, I realized and quickly reached for my phone to check the time. It was 8am. I had slept over at his place, I thought in panic and checked for missed calls, there were none. I wondered if the maids had noticed that I had slept out and if they would tell my husband. I knew Dami would. I decided to use the excuse that I had slept over at Cassie's, if the need be. I knew Cassie would stand by me. That done, I wondered where Dikachi had gone to. I came down from the bed and walked to the door. When I stepped out of the room, I smelled something nice and followed the aroma till I got to the kitchen. There he was. He had his back to me and had headphones on. He was oblivious to my presence so I decided to watch him. He danced and sang as he scooped fried eggs in a plate and placed it in a tray, he looked quite funny in his boxers. "....oya talk to me oh mama!..." He sang as he reached for the fridge and brought out bread which he kept on the tray too. He turned to take the ceramic jug and saw me. He startled and smiled. He had his glasses back on and looked geeky and cute. "Hey baby!" I walked to him with a smile. "Good morning." He removed the headphones, drew me close and kissed me. "Good morning darling. Do you know how young and beautiful you look without your makeup on?" I chuckled, still dazed by the kiss. "Yes I do, thank you. You look busy." "Yeah." He said but didn't let me go. "Preparing breakfast." "I noticed." I said and turned my back to him. "I also noticed that you don't know how to prepare anything asides eggs." He laughed. "Ouch! That was low! I like eggs joor and that is all there is to it." "Really?" I replied playfully. "Say God!" "Yeye girl." He said and tickled me. I ran away from him and stuck out a tongue. "See you," he said jokingly. "You have strength now. Just last night you were all like - ah! Baby! Yes!-" I gasped and threw him a spoon but he dodged it and stuck out his tongue. I moved close to hit him but he held my hands and drew me closer for a kiss, deeper than the first. I was turned on immediately and so was he. "We should go back to the room." I whispered on his lips. "We should." He agreed and bent to scoop me in his arms. I giggled. "Hope there is nothing else on fire!" He smiled. "Asides us, I don't think so." 33 Likes 8 Shares |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Twaci(f): 9:30pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
chayoski:Thank you dear, that was as a result of indecisiveness. I am grateful. |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by veekid(m): 10:29pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
That was great and awesome mehn .....well explanatory. you the bomb ma'am 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Twaci(f): 10:43pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
veekid:Thank you dear ![]() 2 Likes |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Nobody: 10:47pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
I keep my fingers crossed when reading any update because I know one of them will turn the tables for worst. Your imagination, chai!........... ![]() 2 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Twaci(f): 10:57pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
jagugu88li:I wish I could say "Do not fear." ![]() Please cross them well ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by ROYH(m): 11:01pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Mrlemuel:Agent *M* , mr ROYH Don SHOW |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Laveda(f): 11:08pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Twaci: I need a DIKACHI in my life. ![]() 4 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by jmichlins(m): 11:24pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
there's something else on fire and that's this story. E dey over hot 1 Like |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by jmichlins(m): 11:28pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Laveda:why quote everything na. I just dey think double update land only for it to be you. Anyway there's no dikachi in this life. This is just a perfect creation of the author which can never replicate for real life. Quit fiction and face life and reality 9 Likes |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Laveda(f): 11:33pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
jmichlins:Check well, I didn't quote all. Sorry didn't mean to, couldn't help it. And No, there's a Dikachi somewhere. ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by jmichlins(m): 11:37pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Laveda:while ladies are saying I do every saturday to the likes of jmichlins you dey attend the wedding as chief bridesmaid waiting for Dikachi. My dear like I said quit looking for that perfect creature cause you ain't one either 2 Likes |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by sessi07: 11:41pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Thanks for the update, you are the best. The story is getting more interesting. |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by honeyjoyce(f): 11:47pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Thumbs up Twaci U Rock |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by shumuel(m): 11:52pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Twaci: Twaci dear, don't you know there are Bachelors here reading ;( You gat me reading Dekachi and Oma's ''oh bady'' at almost mid-night, Wicked i say ![]() Nice work, you are really good at this; Writing, tombs up ![]() and before i let go, i must commend you on posting this part at night, don't know how we'll all feel heading to the office tommorow reading the sexcapade ![]() Good Night ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by shumuel(m): 11:54pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Laveda: Don't mind him, i am a Dikachi and i believe there are more out there ![]() ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by shumuel(m): 11:54pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Laveda: Don't mind him, i am a Dikachi and i believe there are more out there ![]() ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by shumuel(m): 11:54pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Laveda: Don't mind him, i am a Dikachi and i believe there are more out there ![]() ![]() |
Re: The Journal Of A Nymphomaniac by Laveda(f): 11:55pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
jmichlins: Cause ladies are getting married every saturday doesn't mean i should settle for less. ![]() 1 Like |
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