the life i wish i never lived season 2

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i don read am reach somewhere kon stop...i'll follow as soon as you reach my bus stop

“Yaba yaba yaba””….. “Enter wit ur change o” “Me o raye osi”… The bus conductor forced out dese words like some1 who just finished a full carton of alombo… Well he really did look like some1 who just did… “Elo ni ?” I asked with d voice of a 17 year old… “50 naira ni o” I paid and entered…. On entering, I surveyed d bus vividly… 2 hausa men we’re in front…making calls like dey we’re glo ambassadors..the back seat contained 2 heavy looking women dat seemed to b traders… @ my direct back was a fair, pretty lady whom I suspected was both older dan me and outta my league.. So far, nothing funny… U can’t blame me for scouting men… Dis was lagos.. D land of d unknown…taking a seat on d 1st row behind d driver, I sat down and recounted all d activities of d past 6 months of my life… I had developed an insatiable appetite for se*x… It had become my number 1 passion after reading… Mama nkechi had. Seperated from her husband and moved to wilmer… Quite a distance but not too far away for my dick to reach at least once a day… We bleeped n bleeped like we had no oda chore…Kind woman… “She even gave me 5000 naira sef to take to school” I tot to myself… I purposely decided I wud be coming back on weekends just to c her… Mrs busayo had gotten another job.. Working as a clerk in yabatech… Same house, same sweet se*x. Only less frequent…. I never saw bimpe again since den… But always fantasized abt her… As for josephine….. As olamide wud later sing abt 15 yrs later, ‘story for d gods’ I smiled… Thinking abt my achievements as a sexstar at my age… Den refleXively, my mind drifted to my mum, and her advice d previous nyt… “Don’t steal, don’t covet, don’t gossip…” “Stay on ur own” “Don’t make friends….because dis world is full of evil people” “Make sure u join d deeperlife campus fellowship… So all dis cultist bois will leave u alone…” “If u don’t join I will know cos I will call brother tunde to help me monitor u…” I listened to my mum with apt attention…. For my mind ‘bro tunde ko, bro tuesday ni’ *hiss* My mum gave me 10000 naira cash plus my provisions for d 1st semester… Wen I added it to d money mama nkechi gave me plus my personal savings, I had almost 22000 naira I was so happy… Big boi.. I go rock unilag ehn… “Them go hear am” I said subtly…. “Precious d king of jeeeeeews” came a sharp voice. Jolting bak to reality…. Turning towards d direction of d bus, I saw femi my funny exclassmate… Femi was my secondary school mate back den… He wasn’t in my class tho… But was in ss3b…art class… I heard his scores den… D guy was a perfect combo of smart, cunny, funny and mysterious… Always concealing emotions… I hated d name ‘king of d jews’… Wenever people called me dat I felt bad.. Very bad… Because it had a dual meaning… Dat I was so jew n lacked d basic instincts of superiority and I was highly. Associated wit d bible (as in jesus being d king of d jews)… Either ways, it didn’t befit my newly elated sextar / medical student/unilag big boi status and I wasted no time in letting him no how I felt… “Oboi I no like dat name” I said shaking his hand casually…. He laffed out like I just dropped a ridiculous punchline… “No vex… P.P.. Ow far?” “Oboi I dey o” I said clutching my bag to myself… “We’re u dey go nah?” “I dey go august meeting…” … *laughter* “I dey go school jare”… “U don gain admission?” “Yes na ” I replied him.. Proud of myself and a little loud so all d oda passengers would hear…. “Wat of u?” I quizzed… “Me sef o… Unilag.. Theater arts”… “Wow.. Na my school be dat na…” “Really?” He said wit a spark of anxiety in his eyes… “Yes na… Medicine and surgery”… I said it loud n proud n I’m sure d fair pretty lady behind me heard it becos she started making unnecessary calls just to prove her relevance… “Oboi dat means my guy dey unilag na.. No wahala”… I said… Feeling happy n comfortable… “They der.. We plenty.. Kachi, caleb, sesan, badegg, even emma…” “Choi…. Correct.. But if caleb dey der, e mean say all d babes don finish o… Na reverend father we go be for der” I said bursting into a fit of laughter… Femi was really fun talking to… N he made d wait for passengers smooth… We talked abt almost everyting… Before u no it, d bus got full and we journeyed.. In abt 15 mins we we’re @ d famous yaba twin railways… We alighted and took another bus heading to d unilag gate… As a big boi, I paid for femi’s fare… We got der, headed straight for d DSA’s office we’re I met a large number of freshers rushing to do all d clearance and stuff… Mehn if u see dis crowd ehn… We we’re like up to 2000 students der… And about 70 percent of d crowd we’re gurls… Oboi thank God I had a sweet haircut o… My jeans weren’t bad either… I for dey kick leg… Femi rather looked funny and in no time d smirk of inferiority appeared on his face… I no send am sef… Everyman for himself… I took time to enjoy d scenery… Biutiful gurls.. Big, slim, tall, fat, busty, yanshy, even d 1 wey get yansh like ceramic plate… I just looked @ my dick underneath my trousers and whispered.. “Oboi u don hammer o”….

episode 2 The next few days were not easy.. Clearance here, activity here… I just worked and worked and totally forgot about my dick…after about a week I decided to go home to prepare for my matriculation and enjoy some mama’s good food.. I boarded a bus going to ajegunle from yaba, with only 1 seat available at d front… As I entered, d conductor sealed. D side door and beckoned on d driver who started d ignition almost immediately… “Oya e sowo yii line by line” came d hoarse voice of d conductor from his make shift position at the boot… I quickly removed the fifty naira note in my pocket and gave d people behind to pass to him for me.. After about 10 seconds, my money was returned to me… “Won ti so owo tieh”…. I was surprised… Somebody had paid for me.. Who was dat? I quickly turned around to scan d possible face I knew could have done me dat favour… As instinctively as I turned, so shockingly did I recognise d stunning and ever beautiful face of bimpe!!!!! (Now I know what u’re tinking.. Not onihaxy’s own o.. My own is a long lost angel.. Check part 1 for details).. “Bimpe” I shouted almost on top of my voice… She just smiled and said ”hi” in her usual warm, accomodating and charming voice… I wanted to say something but d scary looking faces of d oda passenger’s who we’re focusing on my lips made me calm down… I turned and focused on the journey.. As soon as we touched tires at boundary, I came down and waited patiently for bimpe to alight… As if she read my mind and couldn’t wait to also meet me, she came out hurriedly and flew ontop of me in a surprising and interlocking embrace.. I staggered on account of her weight but was overjoyed to see her after so long a time.. But still d suddeness of her previous disappearance and its accompanying effect on me hurt me so much…so I decided to be melodramatic… “Let go of me” I said feigning fake anger… “We’re have you been for d past 1 year?” “No letters, nothing.. ” “Its like you vanished from d face of d earth”.. I said in a husky voice.. ” Aarg arhgn” came her reply in her evergreen voice.. My anger level reduced to 70 percent… “My mum was sick and I had to return immediately to take care of her” “Der was no way I could reach u as I had to leave for ibadan immediately” As she spoke, her bosoms bounced up and down rythmically and my anger level dropped to about 35… I still tried playin hard to get… And she noticed… She just smiled and placed a quick kiss on my lips.. Ryt der in front of everyone… Dat beautiful gurl just gave me a kiss.. My anger level decreased.. Infact, which anger? My joy new no bounds… I felt dat parable more now.. My prodigal gurlfwend had returned.. Since jesus could forgive who was I? I smiled… “Ok… But I have missed u”… She giggled, bouncing those wonderful bosoms once more “I av missed u more baby..”. For a while, we were oblivious of d fact dat we we’re in a market… “Oya e koshi kuro si iwaju market mi now” came d harsh reminder from d trader whose stall we we’re in front of… I quickly held on to my bimpe.. And walked away towards d keke napep park… I was happy, so was she.. And d love was evident..

episode 3 As soon as I got home I took my bath.. And ate a full plate of pap and beans… I knew I had to be ready… I hadn’t seen bimpe in a year.. And I needed her to still feel my sexual swag d way she did d year before… I remembered her words… “I am back now to write jamb… To be with u and u only” “My aunty (mrs busayo) would be leaving for a vigil tonyt by 8″ “I want u to come by 9… I will be Unclad and waiting for ur love”.. Choi… Immediately she said dat, my dick rose.. I couldn’t rest.. Even wen we parted ways, my dick still didn’t say goodbye.. Na so e stand gidigba like dry fufu for harmattan… I tot about d last time we made love.. It had been so quick yet, so intense… She had d perfect body… Prime and ripe for d sexual plucking.. I just loved d way she moaned… I continued d fantasy until I drifted to sleep… I must have slept for about an hour or so because wen my sister woke me up, it was about 7.30 pm.. “P.P get up” I sluggishly woke up, yawned and angrily asked her wat d problem was… “Mummy said u should get ready for us to go to our night vigil” My brain tingled… It was den it dawned on me.. Mrs busayo and my mum attended d same church! How do I escape dis 1 now ehn? On d 1 hand was a spiritual gathering of religious intellectuals to intercede for our wellbeing and success.. On the other hand was d spiritual gathering of all hormones of pleasure for intercourse dat will also boost my well being… I tot about d zonal coordinator’s long sermons and d prayers… I tot about bimpe wonderful bosoms… “Mstchew” I am not going jor… I told her flimsily… “Eehn.. U no mummy will not hear dat one o” “She has even fetched water for u to bath sef”my sister replied…. “I said I’m not going.. I have some important things to do tomoro morning” “I don’t want to be sleepy in d morning” As d words came out of my mouth, my mum entered and asked me.. No ordered me to take my bath and. Follow her to church. I gave her reasons y I couldn’t go… She said I should still try and go dat I would be allowed to sleep in d vigil… I feigned prudence dat I cudnt possibly sleep in a holy gathering like dat.. Chai.. D wonders of kpekus… After some light debate.. My mum gave in, took her bath and left.. Tagging my sister along… Mission complete! I quickly took my bath, wore a nice pair of pants, my yelllow t shirt and new unilag fezcap with perfume to match.. I headed out in style by 8.35 As I walked through the streets of ajegunle, I couldn’t help but reminisce on d changes dat had occured.. Better roads.. Neater environment and serene atmosphere.. I hastened my steps as my heart pumped and anxiety washed me like dry pumpkin leaf.. A journey of about 20 mins seemed like an everlasting journey… At last I got to her compound, scouted and den entered… On getting to mrs busayo’s quarters, I knoced twice… “Who is dat” bimpe said… “Its me dear.. Precious” “Oh my baby..” She replied rushing to open d door… As I beheld her magnificence in nothing but wrapper… I instinctively. Planted a kiss on her lips… She succumbed to my lips and I pushed her inside using my back heel to jam d door.. I had not had any action I weeks… My tank was full..no time for serere.. I pushed her to d sofa.. D same sofa we’re I fuckkd her about a year ago… My clothes raptured, her wrapper gave way…. In between kisses, I penetrated her orifice… It was wet and slippery… “Aaaaaargh” she responded… I took full cognisance of d sweetness of her flesh, penetrating her slowly till I was inside her totally.. Damn!!! Dis was my wife… The moans, the Kitty-Cat synchronisation… Everything reeked chemistry… I pulled out totally… And looked at her..she was high on sexual love…she immediately rushed my dick.back into her Kitty-Cat like an addict to a syringe… I pumped… It had been a year but her Kitty-Cat had not changed… “Aaaaargh… Yeeeh… Mummy” “Your prick is sweet… God” “Yeeah…” “Jesu”…. I continued pumping… Even me I couldn’t understand wat I did to deserve dis pleasure… I soon got lost I d heat of her pussay… I found myself prophecying…. “God…” “Hmmmmm damn!” ” I love ur Kitty-Cat…” It couldn’t last long… I gathered d energy and momentum.. Kissing her full on d mouth and physiologically demanded for a healthy battalion of sperm to bless dis angel with… My request was granted and I released with a very powerful grunt…. “Uuuuuuurrrrrrrrgh” “Yeeeeeeeeah”… She didn’t stop kissing me… She came wit strong impulsive jerks… Milking me to oblivion.. Taking short breaths.. I kissed her forehead, nose and lips… “I love u” she told me kissing me allover… “I love u more” I replied. Taking soft strokes of my semi hard Joysticks in her Kitty-Cat…. “O beere o…” “Lemme. Rest first. Before u finish me wit or sugar cane” With dat I un mounted and sat down on d sofa..Unclad as adam.. She stood up and cleaned my cum from her Kitty-Cat… No.. My Kitty-Cat… It was den I took time to gaze and devour d beauty of her body… She was a beauty to behold.. At her age, she was just d definition of s*xy**… Her breastss we’re attackers… A little bigger dan before… He backside was growing like a fertiliser was applied to it… She noticed me checking her out and responded by pretending to pick something from d ground… My dick rose to salute her position… She turned and saw me and burst into a fit of laughter… “Calm down… I will Bleep u till dat dick begs for forgiveness…” “I pray o” was all I could reply… “Lemme feed u first” “Den we cud Bleep” “Wat would u eat”? “I wanna eat u” I said catching a nippple and tweaking wit my tongue… “Bad boi” she said, pushing me on the sofa.. “Lemme get u something to eat jor..” I relaxed and. Switched on d tv only for me to see an indecency flick… *bad gurl* I thought… Just den I heard a loud bang on d door… “Your money or your life!”

episode 4 Everything was like a movi… As quickly as dey came, so quickly did dey start wrecking havoc…different bangs on doors simultaneously, breaking in was almost inevitable… Cries of despair rent d air.. The men of d underworld or rather d teenagers of d underworld had struck… I was quick to realise it, so in my foolishness and weak state of post coital ecstacy I was taken unawares… *bang bang bang*! “Open dis door now!” Came a voice with hoarse texture… My heart sunk…. “Your money or your life!” Came d voice again… I didn’t need to be told dat d landlords we’re here for their rent… Odinarily dat wouldn’t b a problem… If this was my house they would have just entered, beat me up and cart away with some valuables… Welcome to d jungle… But dis was different…y? I was in mrs busayo’s house… Stark Unclad… And most importantly bimpe was Unclad too! The kind of body dat gurl had was d type dat could make a reverend father break his vows… If dese hoodlums we’re dangerous for harm,dey we’re greatly to be feared for rape… Dey could leave dier loot just for a morsel of sexual meat… “Who is dat p?” Bimpe asked in hushed tones… “Shhhhhhh” “Hide under the bed” I said, lifting up d foam… The gurl kukuma code die… She just allign herself under d bed symettrically… I hadn’t even closed d bed properly wen a loud thud was heard behind me… *gbbbiiiiim!!!* 2 fierce looking young men in black fez cap emerged… While 1 fielded a locally made cut to size pistol, d oda had a spiritual looking cutlass laced with charms…. Chai I just dey pray… D prayer wey I run from for d vigil… I start to dey pray am here o… I dey confess my sins wen 1 slap locate d wifi spot of my face *gbosa* “We’re is ur money?” I tried to reply but another punch brought me down… “I said we’re is ur money..?” “I don’t have any money s..sir” “U don’t have any money abi?” *gbosa* *gbosa* Chai!!! Pains everywhere… Dey ransacked d whole house.. Found some money and just as dey we’re about to leave.. I heard a panic of cry from under d bed… All 3 heads turned to dat direction… “Who is under dat bed?” “N… Nobody saah” *gbosa* D cutlass looking boi paced down raised d foam with 1 hand and at once saw bimpe scared stiff! My heart gave way…. “Oboi see meat o..” He said, dragging a Unclad and rather petrified bimpe out… His cohort smacked his lips, rolling his tongue from 1 corner of his lips to another… “Bring am come here” he said already unbuckling his belt… Bimpe was too shocked to be composed… She started begging… “Pls don’t rape me” “Pls don’t… I’m a virgin” *gbosa* “U are a virgin and u both are Unclad in d same room at dis tym of nyt?” Even dat truth forced a smile on my painful lips… As he struggled with her to hold her down… We heard gun shots rent d air! *taaaaaah!* *taaaaaaah!* We all became suddenly stiff I nor no say armed robber dey fear o…. “Basic fool.. Go n chek it out…” The cutlass wielding robber told his colleague… He left d room cautiously into d passage way… Cries rent d room far towards d frontage… Somebaody must have been shot by 1 of d robbers… The other robber decided to focus on his meal of course… As he struggled with bimpe, he pulled out his disgrace of a dick… Tiny tin… Choi… I just dey vex… Helplessly I watched on powerless and weak to do anytin… As he managed to pin bimpe down, the unbelievable happened…. Nepa took light!!!!

OK guys tanks for my apologies.... @khola I see u bro.... wait where's tennie??

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episode 5 Up till today.. I didn’t know how it happened.. Or y I did it… It was a silly risk.. But it was 1 dat would change my life forever… It was like a flash of inspiration dat engulfed me… Maybe it was d anger… Or maybe it was. D survival instinct in me… Immediately nepa took d light ehn… I located d centre table vase in d darkness… And before d robber could compose himself… *gbosa* on his head… He fell down… Weak and passed out… Instinctively I went for his cutlass.. And like a hero charecter in an epic movie I set my dmasel in despair free… “Did he touch u?” I demanded… “No…”Bimpe replied… “Thank God”… I knew d battle was just beginning.. It was a foolish mistake dat would have cost me my life.. But it was mistake made out of love… So I didn’t regret it…d room was still dark… So I told bimpe to go into d room…and hide.. For good dis tym… Obviously mr basic fool had checked on whatever was happening der and was rushin bak to get his fair share of suya… I waylaid him at d door side… And he fell cluelessly to my trap… Immediately he passed through d door… I raised the cutlass and with all my might and in d name of love I brought it down towards his direction… I didn’t know we’re I hit him… But from d intense cry he gave I knew it was most likely a vital place I hit… “Yeeeeeeeeh” he cried, dropping his gun And falling down on d floor… D cry attracted attention of course, but d vigilante group in d area had already started closing in on d robbers so dey had no other option dan to flee…. I quickly kicked d gun… And commanded bimpe to bring a rope… I tied mr rapist up and mr basic fool still writhing in pain, didn’t need any tieing up…. Slowly but surely, people started coming out… Recounting and reminiscing d atrocities of d robbers… I and bimpe came out also and from wat we heard, I thank GOD we we’re unscathed.. Some1 was shot in d leg hence d cry some minuites ago… Almost all d married women we’re raped… Goods, posessions we’re carted away… As dey we’re explaining, I quickly called d head of d vigilante group aside and explained all dat happend to him… He looked at me in utter disbelief until I finished talking… From his look, he didn’t believe me… So I took him and a couple of oda men to mrs busayo’s room we’re we met mr rapist already awake.. N mr basic fool still gnashin his teeth in pain… “Jeeesus christ is lord” “Young man! How did u manage to get 2 of d robbers down?” As he exclaimed everybody’s attention was drawn towards the room… Instinctively dey all poured down to d room in 1 accord…I poured d events of d last half an hour to dem… Exclusively exaggerating d action part… After my explanation, there was a thunderous applause from everybody… I felt proud… I had saved my love Won d respect of everyone present And brought 2 robbers down… Singlehandedly… And I wasn’t even 18 yet!!!! D people carted away d 2 robbers outside and beat dem to stupor… Some gurls came to help arrange d room and clean d blood and in no time things we’re almost back to normal…. I looked at d time… 2.45 am… The sleep wasn’t pacifying… Maybe because of d near death experience I just had… Or d fact dat I was sleeping with bimpe IN MRS BUSAYO’S HOUSE!! I really just had bouts of sleep… Thirty minuites intervals in between… Until finally I couldn’t take it anymore… I looked at d time 4.30am and decided it was time for me to head home to avoid d detection of my parents and of course mrs busayo… But then again.. After dis breathe taking experience, I was quite reluctant to. Navigate my way home in d dark… Definitely people wud be on d streets but still in ajegunle, it wasn’t still really safe… “Better to be in danger on d streets dan to be caught here…” I thought.. I quicklly arranged my things and woke bimpe… “Baby”… “Baby… Get up.. I want to start going home…” Bimpe stretched and yawned concurrently… I studied her inquisitively.. Her entire body reeked of beauty..her boobs we’re like d twin baskets of lebanon… As. She made to stand up, the knot in her wrapper loosened, making her boobs spring out to receive fresh air… My dick twitched impulsively.. She didn’t even seem to care… “Good morning baby”…. She said he boobs rising in unision with her breathe… “Morning baby” I said. As I made to kiss her full on d lips… *Mmwah* As I kissed her I reached for her boobs and kneaded… “Mmmmmmm” came d caller tune I received… I knew I wanted to Bleep her 1 more time… But I knew also dat I couldn’t… Time wasn’t on my side… “Y don’t u come over to my place tomoro?”. I suggested… She sat upright… And looked at me surprisingly… ” What of ur mum?” She said feeling smart… “She’s going out for worker’s conference” “And ur sis?” “Don’t worry urself about dat dear..” “I can take care of my sister”…. Her face lit up.. “Dats great” she said giving me a hug.. “What tym should I come?” “Around say 7pm”… “Ok”… I stood up and indicated my leave… “Just like that?” “Without a kiss?” She said feigning annoyance…. I chuckled and grabbed her by d hands lifting her up.. She stood up Unclad..wrapping her hands round my neck and pulling me closer for a lock of love… “Iyawo mi” was d last tin I said before our lips locked.. That was d last tin I remember….

good morning niggah's

Haaaa,wetin cm happen dis tym ooo

Oh.....Hope he doesn't black-out sha??...then his secret would be exposed oo....or he mean he still shag her......even devil can never wish to live the way he is living....thats just how it has been writing...wait sef... This little kiddo shag wella oo..... The woman that live with-in their compound with her friend...Mrs Busayo, Bimpe(Mrs Busayo sister)...it seems it remain Josephine......

almost in my bus stop

Episode 6 “Yea…” “Bleep me” “Gimme dat dick” I had innocently kissed adebimpe goodnyt.. How I fOund myself pounding her Kitty-Cat again dat nyt was mystifying… The sweat on my brow indicated that it wasn’t easy.. I looked down at our genitals… Her pussylips had formed a big ‘O’ around my dick… D wetness and heat emanating der could boil indomie… I picked up my pace… Almost fully clothed, I banged away to cloud 9… I cOuld feel d surge of insurgency in my balls… She had to have it… She deserved my seed… By this time she changed her ring tone and started speaking yoruba… “Jesuuuu” “O ti dun ju” She twisted herself moving in irregular patterns… Even if I didn’t enjoy d se*x, it. Was obvious my dick manipulations we’re taking a postive toll on her… Her orgasm triggered mine…with a masive stroke of my hand I poured out my seed to an expectant, fertile Well…I just stood up, zipped my fly. And left… A reluctant and satisfied bimpe still laid down der basking in d euphoria of her orgasm… Wetin concern me I don finish my work.. I moved swiftly… Looking out for sudden movts, shadow outlines and avoiding lonely streets I made my way home in silence… There’s something that living in d ghetto does to u… It gives u both survival and criminal instinct…. It was a cold night… But d sweat still trickled down my face… I clutched my bag tightly and quickened my steps… “See wetin punanny dey cause” I reasoned… If not for se*x, wetin wan dey carry me come out for dis ungodly hour na? “Konji no good o” I didn’t even get d privilege to enjoy bimpe like dat sef… I just fuccked her twice.. And d last 1 was like porn nothing really attached.. Just real, pure lusty Bleep… The accident had affected me… I was still unstable and had mild tremor… My gait was unstable and my vision blurry.. But still I surged on… Nothing really spectacular had happened for most of the journey.. Muslim clerics singing in irregular pitches dia wake up call to prayer song, peeps goin to early morning market, early work goers, and travellers… Nothing funny until I got to my street… Nepa struck with darkness first, so d street was exceptionally dark and quiet… Been used to d map and location of the very long street, I entered liked dat not knowing that what I would meet wud open another door of sexual longevity…. As I stepped into d street, I felt a little confident dat I couldn’t possibly face any danger anymore.with that reassurance, I slowed down my steps and bided my time… My house was one of the last on d street, meaning that u had to trek down d street to get there… As I passed by the water vendor’s place, I heard sounds… Muffled moaning sounds… Dis street sef… Every 1 just seemed to be having and enjoying dis se*x sef… I wanted to continue on my journey…but I heard a cry of pleasure… The moan sounded mature.. And as such and as a good citizen I went to check if some1 was in danger…. As I peeked around the corner of iya ghani’s tank the sight I beheld almost made me. Cum in my pants instantly… Here was iya ghani on a mat! A prayer mat! Legs wide open, with an unidentified fellow plumelling her wit a very small dick… And she was enjoying it… I soaked in d view.. Iyaghani’s laps we’re massive.. I could make out her boobs from d darkness… Her tips we’re so huge!… This was d head of all muslim association of widows in d area.. She was d strictest person I know on sexual matters.. Although she claimed to have children, I never saw any 1 of dem… I was both dissapointed and turned on at d same time… By now she was moaning recklessly… Speaking in arabic… “Bisimi lahi”….. “Chei alhaji” Alhaji? I tot.. Which alhaji could be dis generous with his dick… I shifted to get a clearer view… It was den I saw him! Alhaji ibraahem our landlord! Chai dat man cud chase any thing in skirt.. He had 3 houses.. But was a pauper.. Ask me why? Because he specialised in sleeping with his female tenants for rent… And trust me it was easier for a cow’s dick to pass through the eye of a needle dan for him to accept a male tenant…he had numerous wives and children, yet none of dem sufficed.. “So na dis greedy man get dis small dick sef” “Chai but iya ghani fall my hand” I was in between thoughts wen nepa brought light… Alhaji was close to Approaching so he laid fully on iya ghani with increased tempo and gusto… But I swear, IYA ghani saw me… I didn’t even wait to confirm.. I dashed home like usain bbolt… Luckily for me my mum hadn’t returned… *phew!** “Wat an adventure” I said… U made to open my bag and right there in front of me came d biggest shocker of my life… The robber’s gun…

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@viking share me d link of season one

episode 7 I was raised in the ghetto… Seen fights, violence… Deaths, Jungle justice… But I had never Ever envisaged wat I saw In that Bag… Ever… A gun!!! “How did it get there?” “Who put it there?” I wondered… I unconsciously fell back to d sofa in Despondency… I thought hard on Whoever it is dat would av put it There… The events of yesternyt Replayed in my head… Slowly But detailedly I started recollecting All dat happened… I disarmed d guy With the gun first, and then with d Cutlass.. And den we tied dem up.. I went outside to report my feat to D oda tenants.. Myself and bimpe! And we left d 2 thieves tied inside House! Alone!.. That must av been. It…but how did dey put the gun in My bag?.. Most importantly y did Dey put the gun in my bag.? What we’re they trying to achieve? I was so lost in thought.. And I Was moving freely on d streets Last nyt.. If I was discovered I wud Av bin labelled an armed robber and Probably killed… I quickly muttered A word of thanksgiving.. And thought About d next line of action. “Dumping it in d refuse bin” I said.. I shrugged, replaced it neatly into d bag.. And hid d bag in a place very safe Or so I thought… *kpo kpo kpo* came d knocking on My door “P open dis door jor” my mum said… Probably irritated by the lack of Sleep.. I opened it and dey came in 2 exhausted to talk and ignorant of my Excapade last nyt.. They all crashed On the bed.. Weary with sleep.. “Typical..” I said finding a place to lay My head.. After all.. I had my own form Of vigil.. Didn’t I? As I slept, I slept very soundly The events of yesternyt had Wearied me down totally.. I had No idea that wat started as a Sexcapade had turned into a Mysterios and thrilling adventure.. I didn’t really satisfy my dick.. But bimpe was reasonably satisfied And very very impressed with my Prowess in d tussle wif d robbers.. I even had a new title.. “Olowo orimi” she called me.. Sending sweet shivers down my Spine as I bleeped her purple nether Behind… As I slept.. My mind drifted to a sweet dream… In dat dream, I was all alone in d house… Specifically in d bedroom.. Wen some1 knocked on my door… “Who b dat?” I said getting up “Na me” came a hoarse voice.. I Didn’t really recognise d voice so I came to d parlour.. Opened up d net Door and standing der was iya ghani.. “Ur mama dey ows?” She said in a Hushed tone… “No” I replied still trying to mind Google d reason y she was here.. “Ok” she said.. Pushing me inside.. I sat down on d opposite side of d Room.. Wat did dis woman want? My heart raced.. My throat was dry. I was scared of her…Y? She was a Very unfriendly woman.. Always Cursing, quarelling.. I never really Related well with her except wen I Go to her stall to fetch water.. Always in a wrapper and an hijab To cover her head.. She never wore A smile… Seeing her in my room only Meant 1 tin.. Dat she saw me d nyt before!.. Alhaji was banging alhaja on her praying mat wit his small dick… I was brought back to d present situation wen she called my name.. “Precious..” She began.. “Mo ti mo pe o rimi la le ano” “Me o fe gbo pe o so fun any body o” “Or else?”… I couldn’t bear it any longer… I just disarmed 2 robbers yesternyt and an odinary woman.. Came in to my house to threaten me? “Or else wat?” I asked… “O da bi pe e ti ni touch abi?” “Oya e dide.. E wa ma lo” I change am for am asap… I noticed dat she was bewildered by My sudden boldness… She crossed d Line.. She stood up to leave… But suddenly Turned almost teary eyed.. “Precious dakun jor mabinu” She started begging… For my mind I Was like ehen… Better.. As she knelt down in submission.. I Felt like saying go ur sins are forgiven. But I couldn’t help but sympathise wit her “Konji na bastard.”.. I said beckoning On her to get up… She stood up still crying… I became Affectionate and hugged her.. That was a big mistake…

episode 8 The welcoming heat from her body And pure womanly scent.. Made My dick jerk.. As I hugged her, she Stopped crying.. I felt ha body allover Mine.. Her thin wrapper could not hold back her firm boobs pressing against me I delayed the hug.. A little longer dan Usual.. I’m sure she must have sensed That I was feeling her up.. She wanted To pull away from d hug.. But by now, My dick had risen up In full glory.. Poking her abdomen.. She felt it and Pulled back.. Feighning annoyance.. I could have swore I felt her push herself on my dick.. “Kile leyi?” “Kilo fese?” She asked looking at me Quizzically.. “This boi u no dey fear o..” “Ur mama elda sista” “Na I’m make ur prick dey stand?” She pointed to my dick.. As if by magic, It recoiled in low self esteem.. “Wa gbo.. Ur mama must hear this”.. By then I was angry.. Was dis woman Taunting me? I caught u poking alhaji And obviously u came to beg.. So wats With d threat… I wanted to talk back in anger.. But I don’t know wat hapnd, I just grabbed her and pushed her on the sofa… I unbuckled my belt, zipped down.. And brought out my rooster.. Semiflaccid and proud.. She was unsettled by my Action at first.. But immediately. She laid eyes on my dick, she dropped her jaw in amazement.. I’m quite sure she hadn’t seen a dick dat big in a while… Her reaction made my dick come out in fury.. I knew she had already fallen.. I pushed her back on d sofa.. No resistance.. She was still all eyes on my dick.. Tansfixed.. Like d rats to d piper.. Hijab came off, wrapper came off.. I saw a body starved of attention.. I quicly went to work.. Immediately I placed my hands her.. She shouted! ‘Bisimilahi…” “Ssssst”… I was shocked at first.. But wen I regained composure I laffed in My mind… ‘Odinary touch wey I touch u.. U don dey speak in oda languages’ ‘Wen I finish with u, u go know oba’ I ran my fingers all over her smooth Body.. Watering the ground for Maximum stimulation.. Before she Could recover, my lips caught her Left Tip.. I suckled on it and played with d tip at the same time.. By now, she was sweating, eyes closed And her gentle hands we’re on my dick My left hand traced its way to the Netherlands.. Her pussay was flowing with milk and honey… My 2 fingers Slipped in.. Immediately dey we’re baptised by her juices.. My lips traced Down her neck, caught d oda Tip and Sucked.. She responded to dis pleasure By jerking her waist and planting soft kisses on my forehead.. That on its own Turned me on madly.. I positioned her missionary… I was about to enter wen she suddenly yelled STOP!!! “Kini?” I asked, half Unclad with d arousal of 10 stallions.. ‘Ewo ni.. Jor to ri olorun.. Ma fi si..” I studied d situation seriously..if I argue with her, I’d just kill d mood.. I decided to distract her.. “Ok” I replied.. Finding her Tip again.. Sucking wildly and changing from 1 to another.. #aaaish”.. “Dieh dieh.. Aaargh”she kept moaning.. My dick was rockhard.. Wen she was totally stimulated, I touched her labia.. Just to be sure of the location..and in 1 full swoop I penetrated her… She tried resisting.. But I kissed her full on the mouth.. And pinned her down.. My people I can’t explain d warmth and tightness of dis woman.. It was a pleasurable entrance.. I pulled out and pushed in again.. She shreiked from under me and convulsed, sending out spurts of female Cum.. “Yaaaaay…” “Mo gbe”… “Jor ba mi yo” “Joooooor” she begmoaned me.. As I withdrew, I came out with juices and returned in with vigour.. The feeling became intense.. With each thrust, she responded with an arabic Ringtone.. “Bisimilahi.. ” “Obo me o.. Oko eh ti dun ju” “Yeeeh.. Egba mi” “Oti kpa mi o”” I continued bleeping.. I could sense my orgasm.. She sensed it too as my dick throbbed inside her Kitty-Cat.. She pinned me down with her legs, held my asss tight And kissed my ear.. This drove me over d edge and I released my cum. Inside her wet hole… I was still relishing d feeling when I sensed a sharp pain on my cheek… It was a slap dat drifted me bak to reality.. “Precious wake up, I’m going out..”

www.coolval22.com/Vforum/topic/the-life-i-wish-i-never-lived_/ here is d link

Hahahahahahahahah Funny words...... Nah dream you deh dream con deh see that woman uttering such funny words... Bad Boi...

Yeeepaa,na dream sha,sorry o

Hahaha sorry o

This your dream sef.... @vikings please dear some people here dont understand yoruba language ooo if you write anything in yoruba just interpret it in english, dat way we can understand what they are saying

episode 9 D slap was deafening.. “You don even piss for body” My younger sister said pointing To a wet spot on my trousers.. I had a wet dream! My innocent lil Sister didn’t know, but my mum knew “U better make yourself useful while I’m gone” “Cook for your sister and take care of The house ok?” I knodded and yawned simultaneously. My mum dipped her hand into her purse And brought out 300 hundred naira.. I collected it and licked my lips..my Sister knew wat dat meant and cried out “Mummy he will not gimme anytin” “Don’t worry he dares not..” She dipped her hand into her purse again and 100 naira appeared.. My sister lit with joy… My mum prayed and left… I quickly put On d stove, washed 1 derica of rice and Put on d fire.. ‘Up nepa!’ Rent d air… Nepa brought light and everywer lit in Allignment.. My younger sister came in And switched to dbn.. An african magiv movie was been aired…I don’t normally like nigerian movies.. But this 1 was particularly funny.. A man was killed with punk hairstyle and his spirit came back, impregnated his wife, married another 2 and had a haircut! I settled down to watch d movie until d rice was done… “Debo bring d stew” I Called out from d kitchen… “Ooiooooooo” came d sluggish response She reluctantly brought it out still facing d TV A knock on d head readjusted her Cognitive response.. I put d stew on d fire and warmed it Took dem both inside, dished food for Me and my sister As we settled down to eat… A small boy Came running into d house… I thought he wanted to watch tv.. I was irritated.. “Lo lo u no get house?” He frowned… “Brother 1 aunty dey find u for outside” My food stuck in my mouth… Bimpe! I told her to come over… Wat am I eva gonna do….?

episode 10 ‘Ow I go use take discharge am?’ I tot and tot on how I would either Excuse my sister to Bleep bimpe Or how I would discharge bimpe To spend quality family time wif my sister.. I weighed my options and Chose against my lust.. Bimpe Would have to cope with it… I took 2 spoons of rice, bit my meat a little Bit.. And headed outside, but not Without warning my sister who is Notorious for eating people’s meat. I cleaned my hand and headed Outside.. I adjusted my singlet to Display my hairy chest.. U know Wat I mean.. On getting outside I Saw bimpe looking as glamorous as Ever.. She was on a pink top and dark jean trousers.. Her fresh skin glowed In d evening sun.. I spread my hands For a hug and she enveloped me in her Embrace.. As soon as those boobs Touched my chest, I knew my sister Could go to burundi for all I care.. I had to have this girl again and again “How are u baby?” I asked, grinning Like a chesire cat… “I’m good sir”… “I missed u” I reaffirmed… She smiled At the compliment… ” I missed u too ” she replied, covering Her eyes like a little gurl.. “I hope ur aunty did not notice me” I said and I noticed her face turn awry.. “Dats y I came here” she began.. “My aunty saw some of ur sperm” “On d couch”.. She said tearfully ” She asked me about it and I denied” “She den beat me up and threatened To send me packing”… “Aaaaaaargh” I replied… “Did u tell her it was me?” I asked Sweating already… “No o.. Don’t u trust me again?” I beamed with joy… *sigh*… I moved closer to her and comforted her with my words… “Don’t worry my baby… Wen I finish I will come and marry u” “Nobody can seperate me from my twins” She looked up at me quizzingly “Which twins?” I looked around to ensure nobody was Der and stylishly cupped her soft boobs Through her top.. “These twins”…. She burst into lafter and forgot her sorrows.. “Oya wat of junior?” She said placing ha hands on my dick… As if she was a Catalyst, my dick sprang up… I was getting hornier And I knew she was too.. Her lips we’re Always slightly ajar wenever she was Hot and some sweat would be formed on her lips like moustache… I couldn’t send my sister out… I ransacked my head trying to find a Suitable location for dis Bleep… Bingo! The uncompleted building on The deserted end of my street… “Follow me” my dickk said… “Yes my lord” her Kitty-Cat responded as I led her to d uncompleted building…. Rice forgotten… Sister forgotten.. Iyaghani forgotten… My fans not forgotten…. Good morning…

So, bleeping don take your memory sowtey you deh use evening call morning...chaaaaiiii.. You wan go bleep her in an uncompleted building while she still had scores to settle at home with her sister.....

chai....i sure say this precious of a Guy go dey bleep 6times a day with Different ladies..na hin normal routine be dhat....

chai....i sure say this precious of a Guy go dey bleep 6times a day with Different ladies..na hin daily normal routine be dhat....

if Bleeping a girl is so easy like this...God knows how many gurl ah go do hammer for ma area...#joking#

Abeg mak d story continue nah

You no go continue again

Omg!

hmmmm sorry for no updates but d writer seems to have abandoned this story for the main time

Wetin go cum hapen naw

Hmm