know), she refered to me before her friends and anyone that cared to know i was her bf, and i gladly accepted her as my gf. After we had it that morning she wore her clothes and asked me to see her off, i persuaded her to chill that it was early but she kept insisting she had stuffs to take care off at home, that she would come around in the evening and even cook for me, so i saw her off, waited till she got a bike back home.
My hostel was built in twos then, with each apartment sharing a gate with a neighbour. I had this Pretty looking bursty girl, Susan as my neighbour, she was of average height, plump and of average height, she was dating a guy with a ride then who happened to be very popular on campus belonging to another brotherhood, so i had my limitations with her, cos going too close can get a nigga killed, though we had a very good rapport as neighbours, we joked over a few things, converse when we had the time, and barge into eachothers apartment borrowing stuffs, ‘Ken gimme salt’, ‘Susan gimme maggi’, ‘Ken i wan take powder’, ‘Susan borrow me haircream’, we did that alot, and most times when she had dressed up for school, she would come around and ask me how good she looked, ”babe go murder them” i ll always say, she would laugh and say thanks, and i did desame as well wen i had dressed up for school too, but yet used my brain and didnt cling too close, no sentiments cos she kept lots of male friends.
After i saw Salma off, i came back and slept cos it was still early, and when i woke up later during the day i arranged the house, did a few chores, headed for the bathroom, had my bath, then went to my mirror stand, looked at myself while i creamed up, i reached for my haircream, opened it and realised it was finished, ”make i go Susan room go borrow i said in my mind as i walked to her room”, on reaching there, i knocked once, held the knob and forced my way in, we had gotten use to barging into eachother even without telling eachother to come in.
As i got in behold, my eyes got more than it had bargained for, she turned to face me in shock starked Unclad(she was creaming up too), as we steered at eachother with my mouth wide open, i was dumbfounded, i dont know if she was confused too cos she didnt even bother to cover her nudity, steering at me was her mighty bosoms, shining like a crystal with no lightening ontop(stretch marks), i was lost, my dikkk didnt even help matters, just like in Biology it responded to stimulus so fast, it was glaring, she could see it directed to were she was, it was almost fighting its way out of the towel, after a while i brought myself back to reality ”abeg no vex, i didnt know you were Unclad” i turned,locked the door behind me and headed for my room without bothering for the haircream again.
As i got in, i rained curses upon myself, worried about how pissed she would be, ”what the fukkk just happened” i asked myself, thinking of a better way to apologise. As i was wondering what just happend, i heard a knock on my door ” who be that, i shouted angrily”, a female voice replied from the other end, a voice i was very conversant with ”its me Susan”, my heart flew out of my chest, i walked slowly to the door, imagining the insults and shouts she would dish on me, i opened it ”can i come in” she asked, i was guilty so i couldnt even say a thing, i just slided the door wide and paved way for her to come in. I quickly closed the door, so other neighbours wont hear her shouting at me, ”Susan i swear, my bad, i didnt know you were Unclad, it will never happen again” i said, as i was goin to continue my begging, she reached for her towel, realised it as i watch it fall to the ground ”Ken please help me, am tired of living my life like this” she voiced out in a crying tone, my heart was panting fast, ‘is this babe for real i asked myself’, ”Susan help you with what?” i anxiously asked, ” am still a Virgin and am tired cos my boyfriend doesnt have my time,he sleeps outside since i cant give the S£x to him ”, (did i just hear her say Virgin?), i was more shocked cos i and the other neighbours misjudged her wild attitude and company of male folks for sleeping around(just the way it was in 2face’s Virgin LovePeddler), ”tell him to do it naw” i replied, ”we ve tried a couple of times, he got tired saying i was too tight” she said, ” so you mean you are ready now?” i asked to be very sure, ”i swear i am” she said, ”ok i will try, lie down on the bed” i said, she humbly did, then i knew how desperate she wanted it, so i reached for my olive oil and versaline.
I gathered my tools for the job, went to were she layed on the bed ”Susan are you sure you want to do this” i asked fearfully(a nigga has got to be sure, to avoid stories that touches the heart later), ”please do it,please do it” she answeared repeatedly, so i relieved myself from the fear, since i could see the seriousness boldly written on her face.
No kisses, no romance, no bobbby sucking, it was just straight to the task before me. I have had same experience with Chizzy, deflowering a girl isnt a day’s job, its a really difficult thing to do. I told her to hold one of the pillows, and just when she feels like shouting base on the pains she was about to go through, she should use it to cover her mouth, so as to reduce the sound of her shout. I spread her legs wide open, opened both of my equipments(the olive oil and versaline), applied them on her kitten, to as to make it easy to penetrate and very slippery, i applied them on my ‘Bianpolo’ too as well, then started the oil well drillage, for real she was very very tight indeed, little wonder her bf gave up the drilling job, my dikkk head couldnt even go in, so i held on tight to the penetration while she kept shouting with a pillow stucked to her mouth, and with the help of the olive oil and versaline, my dikkk cap bursted through as she started bleeding immediately, she couldnt help it but scream, i stopped ”its a good start, at least my dikkk cap entered, we ll have to keep doing it often, so it ll keep opening” i said, ”it is very painful” she said crying and laughing at thesame time, ” its your first, your bf didnt even do anything thing sef, you werent expecting it to be sweet, were you?, i asked, ” i know” she said, ”go to your room and freshen up, lecture continues tomorrow” i said jokingly, she laughed and said thanks. As she left, stains of blood were on my bedsheet, i had to quickly soak it, cos if Salma came around and saw it i wonder what explanation i would have given. I redressed my bed with another bed-spread and then re-arranged my room, then headed to the bathroom washed the soaked bedspread and hung it outside, came back and had my bath again. I wanted to cook, but Salma already promised preparing me something nice, so i went out to my favourite eating spot next to my house, bought a plate of rice, beans, plantain and meat and went back home.
I layed on the bed, watching a movie, but i wasnt concentrating cos lots were going through my head, i paused it, then was reasoning what had happened between myself and Salma, and then Susan just within two days, after a while, i got hold of myself ”na wa sha” was the only thing i could say, then went ahead with my movie.
(With your busy body eeeh!, with your busy body eeeh! eeeh! eeeh!), it was my phone ringing, at about few minutes past 5pm, i looked at the screen, it was my Pretty Salma, i picked it up, ”hey Baby wats up” i asked, ”hope you are home? cos am in the market and when am done your place its next?”, she said, ” where else could i be” i replied’, ” alright see you soon” she said and hung up.
15 to 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door, without doubt i knew it was her, i went to get the door, she came in, gave me a kiss and headed straight for the Kitchen, i followed suit trying to engage her in conversations, she brought out all she bought, ” so wetin our wife wan cook for us” i asked trying to be funny”, ”there’s only one way to find out like you ll always say” she said(laughing), ”fast learner thats good” i said(but i had already taken note of the stuffs she bought, it was ingredients for vegetable soup).
As she was cooking, i was in there with her still chating her up and making her laugh, but i had one evil goal at the back of my mind, i cant forget that slap in a hurry, when i told him he was going to get my message, i meant it, its the rule of the game ”forgiveness is a sin” and nah revenge dey sweet pass. ”so what’s the name of ur Rambo ex bf” i asked, ”Sly” she said, ”so how long have u guys known eachother” i asked, ”we ve been dating since my 100level, i met him during my registration” she replied smiling, (i was going somewhere), ”really? What department and level is he?” i asked, ”yep, English and Linguistics 300level, i had gotten his name, course and level, but something was missing(you read my mind, his address), ”so he has been laying his hands on you all this while, yet you stayed put, his something must be really sweet o,am sure its even sweeter than mine” i said, she couldnt help it as she left what she was doing, sat on the floor and was laughing hysterically, just exactly what i wanted for the killer question, ”whats funny? Where does the Commando even stay sef” i asked her rushingly then faked myself laughing with her too, she was carried away with the laugh and voiced out finaly ” Kings Palace close to Campus two”, (correct, just what i wanted as i celebrated inside)
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