After that first episode with
Chioma, we started fucking
all around the house like
newly weds. Every moment
we were alone, we would be
in each other’s arms, either
totally nude with me
thrusting hard and fast into
her or partly clothed while
she sat on my dick and
rode me joyfully.
Sometimes she would be in
the kitchen preparing
dinner and I’d sneak in
behind her and grab her
ass. She would gasp and
tell me to stop the act
seeing that my parents
were in the sitting room
watching the 7o’clock news.
I didn’t care, I just wanted
to have more orgasms. And
since I couldn’t go out and
ask any other girl for it, I
wanted to exploit my one
and only source till it dried
up like a well that had run
out of water.
Well, the well didn’t dry up,
the blady thing moved outta
town.
We had been at our hide-
and-smash game for a little
more than 2 months when
she suddenly became cold
towards me. Every time I
tried to initiate sex, she
would refuse. She started
locking her door before she
slept so I couldn’t sneak
into her room anymore.
Once while she was bathing
and I walked naked into the
bathroom with the full glory
of my erection in view,
feeling like a walking Greek
sculpture, she screamed at
me and told me to leave.
Even threatened to say to
my folks that I tried to rape
her if I refused to leave. My
very last attempt was when
I tried to do the “kitchen
sneak” on her. I had
tiptoed to where she stood
busy with what she was
doing and slid my hand
beneath her skirt, reaching
for her crotch with my
fingers and trying to slid a
finger into her when she’d
turned around quickly,
brandishing the knife she’d
been chopping carrots with,
intending to cut my head
off. I’d quickly dodged and
the knife had slightly cut me
just at the side of my face. I
stepped back with fear as
she pointed the knife at me
with a scowl on her face to
show she had meant it.
I was angry, but at the
same time, didn’t want to do
anything that would attract
my parent’s attention
towards Chioma and I. After
that incident, I never
attempted to touch her
again. It wasn’t until a few
days later when I came
back from School to hear
my Mom screaming at the
top of her voice at Chioma. I
later eavesdropped on the
conversation, I realized
that she had caught Chioma
vomiting into the toilet at
the early hours of the
morning. From what I’d
watched from numerous
nollywood movies at the
time, I realized then that
Chioma was pregnant. At first, the news hit me
with such dreadfulness that
I just went into my room
and sat on my bed, wishing
that all the events of the
past few weeks never
happened. That first
orgasm, the many after it,
all the sexcapades we had
enjoyed. The slamming and
the thrusting, the damn
porn CDs Angela had given
to me. I just wanted to undo
everything. If Chioma was
pregnant, then the seed
within her was surely
planted by me. It never
occurred to me that
someone like Chioma could
be letting other dicks that
were not mine to penetrate
her coochie.
In my childish mind back
then, she was mine alone.
Only I had access to that
sweetness between her
legs, I had thought.
I had believed she was too
humble and too obedient to
my Mom to actually be
fucking other guys while
she stayed with us but it
became clear to me, when
she mentioned the name of
two guys she’d slept with
under much lashing of whip
by my mother. She never
mentioned mine, and I just
kept my mouth shut while
she was being forced to
spill the whole truth.
At the end of it all, she had
to leave. My mom told my
dad that she was never
getting another maid, which
meant my doing of house
chores returned. This time,
I didn’t complain. I obeyed
my mother’s every
command, just like the bible
said I should. Like I was
trying to please God so he
wouldn’t reveal the grave
secret of my sinful acts with
the now departed Chioma. I
think that was the reason.
With Chioma gone, I had
returned back to where I
was, the miserable loner
who couldn’t have a
girlfriend. The boys in my
class still told stories of
their sexual deeds. I had
one to tell as well and felt
that I should, but I kept my
mouth shut and just
listened but the more I
listened, and thoughts of
Chioma came to me, my mind
just wasn’t at rest. I had a
boner every time I saw a
lady that appealed to my
sexual senses. I bought a
porn CD each week, after
watching it and jerking off
to it, I would destroy it. My
libido had become
something else. And every
time I laid eyes on a pretty
lady, sexual thoughts
would get in my head that
very moment. I was
beginning to wonder if
something was wrong with
me.
In Church the next Sunday,
the pastor preached on
sexual immortality and how
to overcome it. I listened
with much rapt attention
and hoped to overcome the
constant urges that I had to
sleep with any lady I set my
eyes upon. If I hadn’t been
such a shy guy who
couldn’t even have a
decent conversation with
ladies, talk less of goading
them into having sex with
me, I wonder how many I
would have slept with at
such a “tender” age. At the
end of the Pastor’s
sermon, I felt renewed and
assured that I could resist
the desires of the flesh.
Well, that thought was held
strongly to heart by me
until a few minutes later
when I saw somebody I
hadn’t seen in a while.
Victoria, the Pastor’s third
daughter, she had just
returned from her boarding
school located in a far away
state for the holiday. I
hadn’t seen her in seven
years, the last time I saw
her, she had liked me so
much that she had kept
asking me to marry her. We’d been kids back then,
and every time it got to
play acting as “mommy and
daddy” we were always
together. We’d create a
small room with benches
and use sheets to make a
door, both creep into our
“bedroom” and do some
things meant for adults
only. All in the name of
acting but it didn’t end
there, whenever we were
alone, she would reach for
my member which was quite
bigger than it should be at
the time and squeeze it. I
had no idea what she was
doing but she told me she’d
seen people do it. I didn’t
care much for sexual
matters at that age and
time.
On seeing her at the church
that Sunday, I wondered if
she still had such feelings
for me. I would find out
later, when the daughter of
the Pastor came visiting, all
by herself.
My parents were home
when she came and I were
in the kitchen, still trying to
atone to God for my
misdeeds with Chioma. I was
surprised when I saw her
and wondered the kind of
courage she had to come to
our house on her own. My
mom didn’t see anything
wrong in it though. We
caught up on old times while
she sat there in the sitting
room sipping the juice I’d
offered her. Suddenly she
asked that we go to my
room, I saw a glint in her
eyes which suggested that
what I’d been thinking must
have been true. I was
worried about taking her to
my room with my parents
around, but I did as she
asked. Vickie jumped on my
bed the moment she
entered my room and
immediately threw this
question at me…
“So tell me about your
girlfriend” She inquired
“Huh?” was what I could
reply.
“I said you should tell me
about your girlfriend or you
want to lie that you don’t
have one?” She added
I was surprised at how she
brazenly asked me such a
question, and stammered
when I replied that I really
did not have a girlfriend.
She still didn’t believe me.
“Do you have a
boyfriend?” I asked in
return.
“I stay in a boarding
school, Federal Government
Girls College. There are no
guys there so I can’t have
a boyfriend. You attend a
day school, with boys and
girls and you have your
own room. You want to tell
me you haven’t been
sneaking her inside here?”
she asked with a smirk.
I swallowed when I
remembered Chioma. “No, I
haven’t. I can’t sneak a girl
here when my parents are
around.”
“But your parents don’t
know I’m in your room, do
they?” she still had that
smug look on her face when
she asked this.
“No, they don’t but they
know who you are and so
it’s not a big deal. You’re
the pastor’s daughter and
my very good friend”
“So that’s what I am to you
abi, Joe? The pastor’s
daughter, very good
friend”
I frowned and observed
her for a minute, She was
sitting at the edge of the
bed now with both hands on
her side. Legs closed
together, in a black flail
skirt. She was wearing a
body-hugging blouse, and I
noticed her boobs had
grown quite big. I saw the
look on her face again, like
she was expecting me to do
something. I just sat on my
plastic chair across her and
thought for a while before
answering her last
question.
“But are you not the
pastor’s daughter and my
very good friend
anymore?” I asked slowly
She looked at me and
sighed deeply. I just
continued observing her,
wondering where the
conversation was leading.
Out of nowhere she asked
me a mind-blowing
question…
“Are you a virgin?”
My eyes widened and my
lips parted wondering what
the heck was going on
“Why are you asking” I
replied
“Tell me jorr” She replied
I observed her for a bit.
“No, I’m not”
“Wow, cool. Tell me about
it” she said asked
excitedly.
Even if she had a gun to
my head, there was no way
I was telling her about my
first time with Chioma. She
pleaded and pleaded, but I
refused. It was my turn to
ask her if she was a virgin,
she told me she wasn’t,
and I was surprised and
not surprised at the same
time. I had suspected she
wasn’t, but the fact
remained that she attended
an all-girls boarding school.
I didn’t bother asking her
to tell me about it though,
we just sat there in total
silence and awkwardness
for a few seconds.
Right then, I heard the
voice of “Evil Joe” for the
very first time…
“Do you know you’re an
idiot? How can you be so
stupid? Look at a lady that
used to kiss you and
squeeze your dick seven
years ago now grown up
and swollen in the right
areas asking you about
your girlfriend and if you’re
a virgin and you’re
pretending like you don’t
know what she came here
for. Nigga you better
behave yourself now and
do what you’re supposed
to before I…”
I didn’t allow Evil Joe to
finish before standing up
and walking to where Vickie
sat on the bed, and sitting
beside her. I put my arm
around her slender waist
and spoke with my softest
voice and came up with my
best sentence at that
moment. “I missed you, Vickie. Ever
since you left, I always
thought about you and
wished that I would see you
again. Maybe I don’t have a
girlfriend because I’ve
been waiting for you.” with
that last sentence, she
turned to look at me, and I
saw desire in her eyes.
I slowly brought my lips to
hers and kissed her while I
was there trying to be as
gentle as ever, Vickie
grabbed me and we both
fell on the bed. Her hands
were all over me, dragging
at my t-shirt and reaching
for my bare body. She
moaned with each kiss, her
sexual voice filling my ears
and fueling my desire. She
reached for my crotch and
squeezed my enlarged
cock. I found her boobs and
squeezed them through her
bra.
I fondled her hard nipples
just as she squeezed my
cock. The whole thing was
heated up, like we wanted
to each tear each others
clothes away and do it
totally nude, but it kept
occurring to me that my
parents were at home, and
I didn’t want to get caught
fucking the Pastor’s
daughter on a Sunday
evening. A plan came to my
head… I and Victoria were at it that
Sunday evening.
Right there on my bed while
my parents were in the
living room. I had my hands
under her skirt already and
was reaching for her crotch
with my fingers. I’m sure
she wore that flail skirt so
that access into the
“promise land” wouldn’t be
a problem.
Her skin was smooth and
soft as I caressed her, she
had removed her blouse
and I was faced with her
lovely boobs. Her pink
flowerey bra held them
firmly on her chest and it
was the cutest sight ever
to me at that time. I was a
bit shaky as I touched her
boobs, my heart was
pounding, I was sexually
excited and scared at the
same time.
I had experienced many
sexcapades with Chioma
but she was a maid. The
lady that laid beside me
almost nude and had me
sucking at her nipples then
was Victoria Ogunsele,
Pastor Dayo Ogunsele’s
daughter. If my Mom had
been the type of person to
barge into my room
unannounced, I was quite
sure fornication was the
least of the crimes she
would charge me with.
I realized my door wasn’t
even locked while I sucked,
Vickie was already
dragging down my trousers
and reaching in to handle
my erect dick. The feel of
her hands on my foreskin
made me forget all about
locking the door. She was
massaing my dick as I lay
beside her while we still
kissed.
The desire had reached a
place where an orgasm was
necessary to quench the
sexual hunger we both had.
I had managed to find a
finger into Vickie’s coochie
and was delicately fondling
her pussy lips while she
moaned louder than before.
My heart still beat with fear
that we might get caught if
she didn’t calm it down a
little but I didn’t relent from
fondling her, I even did it
faster to make her moan
even more.
The sound of her wailing
was good music to my ears
and even enraged my
erection and made my dick
throb harder and harder.
Vickie then told me to “put
it in…put it in now”
I knew the time was ready
for the action to begin, just
before I went ahead, I
remembered the whole
pregnancy affair that had
happened with Chioma and
knew that I had to prevent
such a thing from
happeneing again. Fortunately. I had bought
Gold Circle condoms from
Pharmacy very far away
from where we lived (just
so I wouldn’t get
recognized) and I’d hid it
under my bed. I brought out
one, tore off the wrap and
put it on as Vickie lay
there, looking at me.
Her eyes widened when she
realized the full spectacle
of my cock and I went on
ahead and asked her a
stupid question when I saw
that. “Is it too big?” she
chuckled and said no then
she told me to come and lie
on top of her. I did that.
We were both looking into
each other’s eyes and with
her hand, she directed my
cock deep into the warmth
of her pussy. When my dick
had gone halfway in, she
closed her eyes and
gasped then let out a soft
moan and began moving
her hips.
I took that as my cue and
started thrusting slowly at
first. My hip moved in
rhythm with hers for a while
before I began to feel those
sweet sensations in my
loins again and let the
whole feeling go through my
body. The bed was
beginning to creak as I
thrust faster, my sheathed
cock sliding in and out of
her very wet coochie.
Vickie seemed to be getting
much more pleasure than I
was as she held me tight
and moaned louder with
each thrust. And before
long, her first orgasm
washed through her as her
pussy clenched hard on my
dick and her fingers
grabbed my T-shirt. She
had her eyes shut tight and
her legs wrapped around
me as her hips undulated
uncontrollably. I had never
done it with a condom
before. Mine was taking
much more than it should
have. So I pushed my dick
harder and faster into her,
letting my flesh slam
against hers with much
vigour that my whole
senses seemed to have left
me and my only intent at
the time was to arrive at
my own climax.
Suddenly Vickie tapped me
repeatedly on the shoulder
and said…
“Joe…Joe, your Mom is
calling you!”
