“Joseph!!” My Mum
screamed from the Kitchen
“Yes Mom!” I answered her
in barely inaudible tone.
“Come over here and help
me with the dishes, I can’t
do everything myself! ” She
screamed
I was this close to
defeating the three-headed
dragon in God of War 2 and
my mother was calling me to
come help her with dishes?
I pretended as if I didn’t
hear that part and kept
clicking away at the
control-pad with such
furiousness. My mom had to
call me three more times
and make a few steps
towards my room before I
grudgingly paused the
game and walked to the
kitchen with a not-so-
happy look on my face. The
pile of dishes looked
enormous in my eyes and I
exclaimed.
“Haba now, Mom this is too
much” I complained
“Yes it is, but there’s no
other person right now to
do them but you” She said
“Mom I’ve been telling you
to get a house-maid but
you refused. This is the
kind of work a house-maid
should do, not me” I
lamented
“Will you shut your mouth
and do those dishes before
I pounce on you?” She said
in a harsh tone.
The scowl on my mother’s
face promptly pushed me
towards the sink and set
about doing the dishes. It
wasn’t cool at all doing
such chores. Ever since my
younger sister left to a
boarding school, my mom
had put me in her place in
terms of doing stuff like
washing plates and cleaning
up the house.
Precious time that should
have been spent advancing
further in my “God of War”
and “Kill-Zone” adventure
games was spent trying to
make the sitting room look
cleaner and free of dust. I
just couldn’t take it. I
grumbled and grumbled for
quite a while, even
complained to my Dad, and
the good old man saw
reason with me and told my
Mom to get a help who
would help around the
house.
A few days later, when my
parents returned from their
trip to the village, they
brought along a young lady
with them. She wasn’t the
typical “bush-girl” type of
lady. She’d lived in another
town before, so she wasn’t
clueless. She seemed the
humble type and always did
as told. My Mom wasn’t
harsh on her as long as
she followed orders and did
what she was told to as at
when due. I was overjoyed
that someone had arrived
to relieve me of such menial
chores while I concentrated
on using Kratos to deal with
the gods of Olympus. I
found out her name was
Chioma. And I thanked God
for bringing Chioma to
rescue me from my Mother. I was in SS2 back then, still
quite a novice on matters
concerning women. I was
one of the youngest lads in
my class. Most of them were
older folks who had started
schooling three to four
years after my parents had
decided that enrolling a
damn toddler in school was
a good idea. The boys in
my class liked to talk a lot,
mostly about football,
movies, games (which was
my main subject of interest
at the time) and then girls
and sex. I was regarded
as one of the “jew-men”
back then because I didn’t
have a girlfriend, and was
obviously a virgin. I didn’t
know most of the terms/
slangs they used in
describing sex and the
intimate parts of the female
species.
I really didn’t act like I
cared about what they
talked about although I was
very much interested. My
libido had begun to make an
impact on my mental state
then and I just kept
fantasizing about the pretty
ladies in my class. I would
pick one and undress her
in my mind and imagine us
making such sweet love.
But I knew I’d never have
the confidence to actually
walk up to any of them to
say anything. I had a few
close friends back then
though, who were quite
closer to the “bad-boys”
than I was. Those were the
ones that told me all the
tales of who had slept with
whom, who and who were
currently doing it or which
among the ladies had done
it more than the other. And
I was just there looking at
all those girls in my class
and wondering how such
small girls will be having
sex on the regular. It was
quite astonishing. My
seatmate in school then
was a lady, and she was
the one who really paved
the way to me losing my
virginity. Her name was
Angela. Yeah, Angela the
one who I later bumped
into.
Angela asked me one day if
I was gay, I had never
heard the word before so I
looked at her with
confusion written all over
my face. She looked at me
as well and wondered what
kind of world I lived in.
Then she asked me if I
knew what lesbians were. I
shook my head and told her
I had no idea what she was
talking about. Angela raised
her eyebrows and asked
me if I’d ever watched
porn. I said I’d bought a
few Hints and Better Lover
magazines in the past and
read them but had never
watched porn videos. She
promised to get me two CDs
the following day. I thought
she was kidding, until the
next day when she brought
me the CDs. I hid them in my
bag quickly, my heart
pounding like I’d just
stolen 500naira from my
Dad’s wallet. She told me to
return them the following
week and to make sure I
didn’t get caught watching
them, and that if I did get
caught, she would deny me,
and that her denial of me
will make that of Peter’s
against Jesus a small
matter. I waited till late in the night
before I slotted in the first
CD into the VCD player and
at the first sight of a naked
man pounding a naked
woman, my rod began to
rise, the dark knight. Ten
minutes into the movie and
I had quite an erection,
with pre cum on the tip of
my dick. I was just there
enjoying the whole show
and slowly massaging my
dick, my pleasure
increasing with every moan
of the porn actress when I
heard a sound like the door
to my parent’s room being
opened that I quickly
switched off the whole set
and fled to my room.
I lay on my bed as still as I
could while I heard
movement around the
house. It was my Mom. I
was so fucking glad I’d
escaped getting caught
watching “blue-film” in the
sitting room. But the CD was
still in the VCD. I was so
scared to go back and get
it so I left it in the machine
till the next morning. I woke
up to find out that NEPA
had cut the power and
became very worried. How
could I leave a damn porn
CD in the VCD and go to
school? What if NEPA
restored power in my
absence and my Mom
needed to play one of her
“Akanchawa” music? She
would put on the VCD to
find pictures of a man
ramming his penis into a
woman? I went to the
power stabilizer and
removed the fuse. Without
the fuse, it won’t work and
without the stabilizer, no
VCD!
Clever, isn’t it?
The following night, I
returned to the sitting room
to watch more porn. I
removed the old CD and
slotted in the new one. This
one had black actors in it
and was more appealing. it
was so appealing that I got
lost in it, fondling myself till
my dick had become so
turgid and my hips had
began to jerk like that of
the black guy with the
monstrous dick in the movie
that I hadn’t realized
Chioma the maid had
stepped into the room and
was watching me. At her
mention of my name, I
jumped up and whimpered
like a dog that had been
kicked in the face. I quickly
slid my valuables back into
my boxers and made to
switch off the TV. Chioma
was older than me by a few
years, but she had never
used her seniority to
caution me at any time. I
shouldn’t have been
scared of her, but I was. I
didn’t want her telling my
Mom what her son had been
up to in the dead of night. I
needed to plead with her…
“Ehm… Chioma, why are you
awake?” I whispered to
her
“I was hearing the sound
of the TV” she whispered
in reply.
“Really? Was it that loud? ”
I asked. I thought I’d been
quite discreet.
“Yes. I also saw you
yesterday before Mommy
came out of her bedroom”
“What?!” I asked definitely
worried now. She knew all
my secrets. What should I
expect next, blackmail? My
dick had shrunk within my
boxers, and I just wanted
to go to my room, lie down
on my bed and think about
my miserable life. “I saw what you were doing o”
Chioma told me in a hushed
sarcastic tone. I could see a hint
of mischief on her face as she
smiled with one side of her lips.
I had no words to tell her. I
couldn’t reprimand her to keep
her mouth shut because of fear,
and I couldn’t quite deny my
lustful deeds as well. I just
frowned, picked up the CDs and
walked to my room without
uttering a single word. She
watched me leave and didn’t say
anything. I couldn’t sleep that
night as I kept thinking of what
Chioma would do with the
information that she knew. I’d
never known her to be a devious
person, but that “I saw what you
were doing o” kept replaying in
my head like a terrible song on
repeat. After a few days or so
and my mother didn’t question
me about my late night
shenanigans, I knew I was safe.
Chioma didn’t spill the beans, it
seemed.
Two weeks later and my parents
travelled to Abuja for one of their
Church conventions. They had
asked me to go along with them
but I had feigned sickness.
Immediately the driver had
driven them out the house on
their way to the airport, and I
looked around the house to
make sure I was alone, I grabbed
my porn CDs and went straight to
the sitting room. This time, I was
with a bottle of baby oil I had
purchased at a local
supermarket. I increased the
volume a little bit this time, and
sat totally nude on the couch,
squeezed a small amount of the
liquid on my palm and was
furiously stroking my rod with
not a care in the world. The black
actress on the TV had such a
massive butt and was slamming
it on top of the guy who she was
riding. The sight had driven me
to a height of pleasure I had
never imagined, and I could feel
my very first climax at its brink.
The feeling was so intense that I
didn’t care about the fact that I
was totally naked, sitting on the
couch and jerking myself off,
with the volume of the TV a little
louder than it should be, at that
moment, at the nearing of my
very first peak, was when Chioma
decided to show up once more
and interrupt my moment of
ultimate pleasure.
Seeing her, my eyes widened and
I quickly used my hands to try to
hide my enormous erection,
which was a futile attempt at
savaging whatever was left of my
pride. Chioma laughed heartily at
the sight of me while I sat there,
wondering what would become
of me…she walked up to me and
knelt before me, she reached for
my already limp penis and
started to stroke it again, and
while doing this she looked at
me, that half-smile on her lips. I
was stunned beyond words and
didn’t know what to do.
My lips had parted but there
were no words coming out, I just
stared at her blankly, my eyes
shutting like I was high on weed,
right there on the sitting room
couch, I received my very first
blow job. Mahn, it was awesome.
She didn’t mind the fact that my
dick had been oiled-up to aid my
wanking, she licked and slurped
and sucked it like it was a life-
giving substance. I could only
moan and groan at the feel of my
cock in her warm mouth. I was
beginning to feel my climax
return, my hips had begun to
jerk once more. I looked at the
TV and saw one mean looking
black guy pounding hard at the
naked woman in a doggy
position. I wanted to be that
man. I wanted to pound
Chioma’s pussy too. I stopped
her and told her to remove her
dress. She didn’t hesitate. Her age
wasn’t being a factor then, she
just did as I commanded. Like I
was her Dominus and she was
my slave, I had never fantasized
about Chioma before, I was
nearly even oblivious of her
existence except when I needed
to pass a message across to her
or send her on errands.
But right then, Chioma stood like
a goddess before me when she’d
rid herself of all clothing. She was
cleanly shaven, with full boobs
that had to be the delight of
many men, and well rounded
hips. Her skin was chocolate and
pretty, almost without blemish. I
dived straight for her boobs and
sucked hard on her nipples,
laying her on the cold marble
floor, the hard dick getting
harder. The last time I’d sucked
on nipples was when my mother
had decided breastfeeding me
was enough!
I had hungrily sucked Chioma’s
boobs like I was expecting milk
to come from them. I was quite
the novice then, and knew not
how to pleasure a woman; I just
grabbed my dick and tried
pushing it inside her cooch with
much hastiness. She tightened
her legs and told me to wait. I
was there wondering what the
heck she meant by that, even as
the moans of the lady being
banged on the TV filled my ears
and was driving me more crazy
than ever. Chioma then told me
to kiss her, I didn’t know why
she would have wanted
something as flimsy as a kiss in
such a heated moment. I had
kissed two girls before in my life,
and I never really enjoyed the
experience. But I kissed Chioma,
and her soft lips felt warm on
mine. I started slowly at first, and
then my desire grew and the kiss
became something else.
“Kiss my neck” Chioma said. I
hesitated first, and then I
obliged. Still wondering what the
heck all of that meant. In the
porn I’d just been watching,
there was no kissing of neck
involved at all. I just planted small
kisses on her neck with my lips.
“Use your tongue” she said. “Lick
me there” She ordered me.
At this point I had gotten totally
confused and had to ask why.
“Just do it” was her reply. So I
used my tongue to slowly lick the
sensitive skin on her neck and
the top of her shoulders. She
hissed, and moaned deeply. And
at that same moment, her hand
was furiously massaging her
cooch. While I kissed and rubbed
her boobs, she went about
moaning and squirming below
me, doubled with what the
actors and actresses were doing
on TV. I just couldn’t hold it
anymore; my erection was
immense and needed to plunge
deep into her waiting orifice.
“oya fuck me now” came her
next words. I promptly directed
my stiff cock into her pussy and
felt its wetness instantly. It then
dawned on me that she had
been preparing her pussy for the
onslaught that my dick was
about to bring. If Chioma’s blow
job earlier had felt like heaven to
me, my cock sliding gracefully
inside and out of her pussy
couldn’t be described. I lay on
top of her and slammed my dick
as hard and fast as I could.
Chioma’s moans had become
wails. Her hands grabbed my
body tight as I pummelled into
her with great speed. I didn’t
care that we were on the hard
floor; I just wished to feel that
unexplainable sweetness that
was an orgasm. My whole body
lost control of itself and my waist
jerked uncontrollably as I felt the
eruption within my groin and my
seed shoot out from me into her.
Chioma was almost screaming
now, even more than the porn
actress on the TV. Maybe she was
a better actress, but I didn’t care.
I held her tight and slammed
harder and harder into her with
a loud animalistic grunt escaping
my lips and my eyes tightly shut.
The feeling was out of this world,
and I didn’t want it to end. Her
legs were wrapped around my
hips while it kept jerking in and
out of her. And then, finally, I had
lost the zeal to keep thrusting. I
just lay on top of her, my dick still
inside her pussy, and breathing
hard. My eyes were still closed
and I could feel little drop of
tears leaking out. Chioma was
breathing hard too, her arms still
around me. Her body was hot
and sweaty, but still, I held on to
her. That had been my very first
orgasm, and the person who had
given it to me was the most
precious person in the world to
me at the time, I guess.
When we finally got up from the
floor and I sat on the couch,
Chioma picked up her clothes
and walked off to her room. I
stared at her jiggling butt as she
walked, and I remembered I
hadn’t given her that doggy that
I had just watched on TV…
Then I felt the rush of blood to
my cock once more, another
erection had materialized. And I
was ready for one more session.
I got up from the couch, and
walked to Chioma’s room.
To be continued.
