JOURNAL AND SEXCAPADES OF A DUDESS

power of fuck

2010-09-16T11:41:00.004+01:00

I dont know if anyone has thought about or rather experienced the power of fuck.not sex oooo,there is difference.
sex is just normal banging ,missionary style and thereafter yelling ....am coooommmiiinnng

fuck is competition to satisfy each other.the guy is either good or just useless.change positions up to ten times and make u beg.
I dont know if anyone has being fucked to the extent that all u can do is beg him to stop wen u dont actually want him to stop.some men are just blessed with energy from above.
I know i have travelled all the way from Lagos to Kano just to FUCK.yes,that is exactly what good fuck can do.spent 4 days in Kano and the dude virtually forced me out on the 4th day to shop b4 returning else,i was ready to stay indoors and just get wasted.the power of fuck can make a sophisticated woman date a nobody.yeah!
The unfortunate thing is that sex or fuck becomes the most boring thing that happened to any human the moment u get married.yes,the men.70% of them become so lazy because they believe u aint going no where.

what???????

2010-05-09T06:31:00.001+01:00

WHAT WOULD U SAY IF YOUR HUSBAND TELLS YOU THAT YOU FUCK LIKE A PORN STAR???
for the men-how wuld u feel if wifey fucks u like a porn star............think shes slutty or......like it?

transition

2010-02-22T08:16:00.000+01:00

Just wanna let everyone know that am always around blogsville.i never go nowhere………..
Am just contemplating on this blog.i feel like av lost my anonymity…………….to some people.
The anonymity that gives me the drive to update………………………
Well,life is fun when u know just how to live it.
This blog would shift just a lil bit from sexcapades of a dudes to life of a married woman in a very short while,that doesn’t mean it would lose its flavor.it would only change from being a single chic with different guys to a husband and life as a married woman,sex life,sex,baby and a whole lot of shit that has to do with managing a home ………………………..and perhaps,wedding pictures.
Am not promising too much,just wanna let my good friends on blogsville know that am still alive and that things change.
nice anon,leggy,all the fabs......ubong,david,muyiwa...................

what happens?

2009-12-31T18:04:00.001+01:00

what happens if after dating & fucking the sexiest men in the Nigeria,i end up "deeply" loving a man that cannot take me on a long sex ride?

I think i have found out that love matters too,but i don't want to cheat on my husband.

Would i be able to have sex with just one guy for the rest of my life?(scares me)

I think am being selfish but hey,its not a crime to think aloud afterall nice anon said orgasm is orgasm doesnt matter if its a man or the one you give yourself.

i just want to say happy new year to blogsville.sent out invites to some bloggers so i can chat when am really bored.
its chloehopewell87@gmail.com

ARMY WIFE???

2009-12-02T18:42:00.002+01:00

Camou thong -check

Camou bra -check

Camou skirt -check

Camou cap -check

Toy gun -check

Handcuffs -check

Yes THIS IS IT! Am about to take him on a ride of his life and i have everything I want. Getting cuffs wasn’t a problem cuz he has them everywhere, in the house, car, suitcase. I checked my time and it was 9:45pm he would get by 10:00pm and I thought it was time to get into my costume.

I called him up and he said the driver already picked him and they would be home in a jiffy. I heard the engine of the vehicle and I knew it was show time!

When he Stepped in and saw me looking all ARMY-ISH, his jaw dropped, I stopped smiling, wore a mean look and said in a mean voice………drop that suitcase and sit the fuck down. My toy gun in one hand and a whip in the other. When he didn’t respond, I spanked the leather chair with the whip and he sat! WOW! I have the effect and I love to play dominatrix.

He obediently sat on the chair and I turned the chair round cuffed his hands behind the chair and asked him in a low voice…..how does it feel being the criminal for the first time?

BAD he said, but what have I done?

And I said, u’ve been a very very bad boy, and you know what happens to bad boys?

And he said, they get spanked…………….

Immediately, I spanked him, took off his clothes and smiled when I saw he had an erection despite the mild brutality shook my arse in his face and the fun was just that he couldn’t touch me.

When I saw he was thrusting his hips forward, I decided to have a little mercy and, remove the cuffs, held the gun to his head and ordered him like a criminal stark naked, we went to the backyard touched him and started kissing him. For the first time, he was scared that we were fucking outside the comfort of our room.

I placed a jar of honey beside us and said to him-when you start fucking me, u dip your finger into the honey and lick it. Concentrate on the one that is sweeter ………….and I took him in my mouth, sucked him and told him that I wanted wicked and wild!

I went on my fours, He entered me from behind and started fucking me. He was slamming me like hell and started spanking my arse…………………I was so turned on by the spanking that I started screaming, by then he stopped licking the honey.
When he realized we were outside, he stuck 2 of his fingers into my mouth to stop me from yelling but I sucked the fingers instead………………….he fucked me fast and started calling my name……I knew he was gonna come, he pulled off the condom, and poured his juice all over my arse.
It was at that point we realized we were outside.

We ran upstairs and he was very quiet. I was scared he didn’t like the sex.He didn’t talk to me……….i did everything from touching him to kissing him and he said only one thing.

MARRY ME

WHAT THE FUCK?

ARMY GIRLFRIEND

2009-11-06T16:43:00.004+01:00

We shared secrets,very intimate ones for that matter.It struck me like i was the only one opportuned to see the tender parts of him,the parts hiding under the military uniform.His orderlies saw him as a mean boss that only gave orders but i knew better.

one evening,he called me up and told me we were leaving for abuja the next morning.I didnt want to go but he pleaded he didnt want to be alone so i packed up a few stuffs and we drove to the airport the next morning.

When we arrived abuja,we went to our suit and changed into something simple and went to meet the rest of his crew.i was thrilled....They were so many cute officers there and he never left my side(i was almost feeling like claudia joy in army wives).We were whispering into each other's ear nd feeling very cool until i told him i wasnt wearing panties.

Immediately,he told his friends we were going somewhere and we headed straight to the suit.he kissed me,i kissed him back with all my strength,touched my boobs,removed my top and told me we were going to make love at the balcony of our suit.initially,i was shocked.but i loved the idea.

the thought that someone might come out of their room and see us actually thrilled me.i tore of his shorts and looked for his sugar whip,it was so hard that all i could do was push it into my mouth and lick it up and down..............i grabbed the bottled of Irish cream beside me and poured it all over his dick,i didnt stop telling him how much i love his dick until he turned me over we were on 69 position.he was eating me like i was made of candy and whipped cream and i was sucking his dick like my life depended on it.

i couldn't take it anymore,moved up and started riding him cowgirl style.i was fucking him so hard that i could feel my vagina contracting..........i knew i was going to come pretty soon.....and very hard.............i begged him to fuck me faster,he did with his finger on my clit.....i came and he put his dick in my mouth.i sucked him very hard so he could come and he started fucking my boobs,his spunk came out like a fountain on my boobs...............................

THANX FOR CHECKING UP ON ME NICE ANON.WHERE THE FUCK IS LEGGY????????

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THE GENESIS 1

2009-09-16T17:22:00.007+01:00

my life was just getting back on track after a tremendous break up.
yeah blogsville,i want to tell y'all officially that i broke up with MCSEXY .we were together for two years and things went bad.(his fault though)
i became very mad at men and i didn't even mind one night stands at some point.
it was one of those evenings when i felt like like running into a moving vehicle that i met this dude that is turning into my worst nightmare.
i was going to the island oooooo,i just dey waka my own jeje oooooo wen i met this dude.
it was that period when the Nigerian army gave out Peugeot 306,307 to its officers,i was trying to get a cab somewhere round Ahmadu Bello way when this sleek black 307 threatened to hit me.
i was just about to tell the driver how stupid he is when i saw a cute uniform man behind the wheel.
cute jaws
full lips
nice eyes
i knew i was in shit but i talked to him,wanted to drop me off but i refused.
i gladly gave him my number when i found out the dude is from the north.
a week after i went to see him at his residence at bonny camp,we talked for hours and it was just fun.before i left,we MADE LOVE,not fuck........that type of love making that would keep you coming back for more.i just liked him and that was it ..................my problems

GHOSTS

2009-09-15T08:04:00.005+01:00

Is it just me?
Do other people have ghosts?
Ghosts ought to remain ghosts.
They do not have 2 wake.
Am in deep shit.
One of my ghosts just woke up this morning.
Cool guy,i met him when i was trying 2 get over a break up,
we fucked each other mercilessly,the guy is very good in bed.
We both wanted more and we got it.
Problem started when i saw he wanted more than just fuckmate.
I dumped his arse and moved on.
This guy called me this morning and is threatening 2 stalk my life if i dont give him a chance 2 show me he loves me.
Am so mad that i had 2 ask him if he wanted more sex(which i want),he said no,that he wants something more serious than just some fuck.
Am so furious that i want to cry.
I cant date him.I want to fuck him,no strings attached.He doesnt want that.
AM SCREWED

THIS IS NOT A POST

2009-09-11T21:31:00.005+01:00

This is not a post.its more of a thought.

After a long while in my life,i found out i never do well with seriouse relationships,because i hate

commitement.

I hate it when i see myself worried about ONE man.

I hate it when am hurt that he doesnt call me.

I hate it when another girl calls him and my heart starts to beat fast.

I really hate it when i see myself falling deep for him.

I LOVE it when i call him only when i want to see him.

I love it when am not bothered if he calls or not.

I love it when i see him only when i want him to fuck me.

I love it when i treat him like a boytoy.

I really love it when i open my legs and command him to eat me out and

and he does it like a good boy.

Men treat women like sextoys,banging two women at thesame time,........i would have tried that

but i dont want anybody trying anal sex with me.besides that when i want to get laid,i know the

numbers to call,it freaks me when i know the men come crawling.men like it when you dont ask

them for money,and you are not a liability.

If you have seen sex and the city,you should know the character kim catrall a.k.a samantha.i

dont know why but i loved her in that movie.she treated men just the way i love.

A lot of people raised their brow about my last post.its my blog and if i want to describe the kind

of dick i like,it my biz.thats why i changed the settings for adult contents to let people know

there is a lot of ish there .

MY IDEA OF A PERFECT D**K

2009-08-28T22:00:00.005+01:00

This would be a very short post.

Am posting because of leggy.

she said she has never seen a dick except for her kid bro's.

this is my idea of a perfect dick.......

at LEAST 5 inches,i do not like anything too BIG(i want to have children,some dicks can cause

dislocation of the womb)

some dicks curve to the left,to the right,face foward,while some touch the navel when erect.

i prefere the ones that curve either left or right (especially when its thick)ITS VERY GOOD

FOR DOGGY STYLE,it goes round and touches all the right spots(like virgin nigeria airline).it

always touches the g-spot and gives mind blowing ORGASMS.

did i mention that it feels better in the mouth?yeah.....its better for bj,cos it moves into different parts of the mouth........

if you have it between your boobs.........nice............ let me stop here biko........i no wan

spoil david becos small time im go abuse me.

chari-abeg no go fight buttercup ooooooo

gwnne-i would send u a mail.dont wanna give u a wrong add.was about 4years

ago..............discovered shes somewhere in apapa now.would confirm.

sexual rehab

2009-08-22T10:01:00.006+01:00

He said to me, am a very emotional person. Ladies have never really being nice to me for reasons I really do not know,i deal with one woman at a time.

I figured there are just 3 things that would make a woman cheat;

MONEY

SEX

AFFECTION.

I would give you all of these and more but please don’t cheat on me, am a very jealous lover. I do not want anyone to touch you; I want you just for me. This is the first time am dating someone of your age so I think am more confident that you won’t break my heart.

I wasn’t doing your shopping because I couldn’t let you do it. I was doing it so you could have an idea of what I like. I have a thing for red underwear, you can collect my lifesavings with a red thong and waist chain…………….if you are not wearing VICTORIA'S SECRET, then you should wear SECRET POSSESSIONS….i love those designers. I love panty hose and garter belt, front clip bras does the magic.

I do not like flashy weavons, but I like your nails well done.

This, I beg for; I want you to learn pole dancing (my head jump! 4 naija?) I love it more than anything; I love kinky sex, spanking (LWKMD) I just started laughing.

Whenever we make love in different positions, observe and tell me which one you like best. Am a very sensitive lover so I like to know what makes you cum, my finger, tongue or my dick cos I’ll please you with all of them. I like porn. (Damn, damn!!!!)

I’ll be moving to ikoyi. I don’t want to stay in my bro’s house anymore, and I’ll install a pole in our room. (That’s what I loved about him; he refers to everything as ours)

The next week, we went somewhere in ikeja, he said it was a surprise. We got there and a Lebanese woman welcomed us. He introduced himself and me and told her I wanted the classes. This woman is a professional striper and she trains people in that house. We made arrangement and I took the classes for just 2weeks.it was fun and sexy.

He did so much for me………….and I was ready to do anything to make him happy (except anal sex).

He just returned from Abuja, on a business trip i wanted to show him I love him, that I appreciate him and am no longer a girl but a woman that knows what her man wants and is ready to give him. I watched a lot of porn and checked online on how to please a man…………still wasn’t so experienced so I needed it.

I left a note on the kitchen cabinet and told him to shower and chill for me in the room. I inserted a disc into the home theater and Christina Milan-dip it low filtered into the room………..i surprised him.

I wore a high hill shoe, panty hose, garter belt, bra; all in red and black, and held a painless whip mounted the pole and danced to the music.

It felt good seeing the effect I had on a man without touching him, he was so hard, but I didn’t let him touch me. After teasing him and kissing him I gave him a very good blow job and sat on his erection.

I twisted my waist and butt in every way I knew and I enjoyed the way he yelled when fucked him hard and wild. He carried me and turned me round and fucked me doggy style………………..wwhhhhoooooooooooo……….. I screamed because he was touching me directly on my G-spot and my body clenched he started spanking my arse…….

i liked it and I begged him to spank me harder, he squeezed my tits ……

it made me hot and wild……

I started cumming,

we came together………………

bliss,beautiful..........

pop your tambourine

2009-08-21T19:44:00.003+01:00

MCSEXY said to me as he was struggling with my shirt, the key to keeping a man is simple. I know it’s your first time so always look in my eyes. Keep the eye contact I want to see what you feel.(i'ill make love 2 you by boys2men playing in the background)

He left me and took of all his clothes.Damn! He just stood there showing me his bicep and six packs,stroking his dick and he said to me, take of your clothes, I want to see you do it slowly, take it off slowly, tease me.

I had a very little idea so I just backed him, bent low, and took of my jeans. Faced him and took off my top.i have real nice boobs and he grabbed me, we kissed. My heart was beating very fast. He took of my bra, sucked my firm breast and and he just kept talking to me, do you like it? Should I stop? I want you to beg me……tell me you want me.

I couldn’t say a word cos I became Dumb, I got a very big shock when he took his lips to my waist; he used his mouth, to take of my panties and mounted his lips on my honey cave. I screamed when he stuck his tongue into me and said to me; sweetheart, are you ready to taste me? (Damn, I was so ready to take his whole body)

He lifted me up and said to me; I want to break you in a very unusual way that you would remember for the rest of your life, my doctor said not all women bleed when deflowering, I don’t care if you bleed or not I just want feel you wrap around my dick and squeeze the juice outta me. You ready? And I said yes!!!

He carried me on his lap; I was so wet that when he slid into me, I felt little pain. But when he broke me, it was brief, painful, and sharp, I bled a little. He stopped. He fitted himself into me, and started rocking me slowly, sucking my tits and saying to me, AM SUCH A PROUD MAN…….. He changed the tempo; he became very fierce and started screwing me very fast. My whole body clenched. He screamed and he came.

We collapsed on each other. We couldn’t talk. We just lay there and stared at each other. He smiled and asked me if I wanted to take a shower, I needed it so we went to the bathroom together.

We showered together and I wanted to impress him, we were under the shower and I touched his nipples, sucked it very hard, touched and kissed him all over his chest and I went down and took him in my mouth, sucked his tip slowly, and took all of him in my mouth.

He couldn’t take it anymore, he just lifted me off the ground slid me on his erection and slammed me on the wall, with water all over from the shower…….we fucked like we were starved and we fell on the floor. Remained there, till we could walk back to the room.

He started laughing and said am not touching you for the rest of the night cos it looks like I just woke up a monster. We need to talk not fuck; I need to tell you a lot of things that can keep us going emotionally, sexually and believe me, you want to hear it……………………………

SPLASH-thanx for the name MCSEXY.just perfect.

NO TITLE

2009-08-19T12:29:00.001+01:00

I loved him. So very much. But I had to let him know that we had issues with CLASS. It wasn’t just working. He tried in his own way to pull me along, but it wasn’t just my way. I liked to do things nice and easy,
I never liked big parties,

I liked to hang IN with my friends and get high,

and I preferred to be in my crib on Friday nights rather than noisy environments.

He got angry and later told me he was going to school abroad (Fine with me).

After all I was going to school in UNILAG.

this was about 6months after our clubbing date, I never thought things were going to be like this. Well shit happens.
I took my time and started living my life indoors, of course with my BFF pacifying me like I was heartbroken. The break up was amicable. No one was hurt.

If you have watched DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES and u saw that scene where Eddie Bret was dressed skimpy and was washing her sports car, with soap all over, you can imagine how sexy it was and just picture how HOT it would be to see a guy doing that.

This was 9months after my break up with ARAB MONEY, this dude just moved into the house opposite my aunts’. He was washing his car that morning and JESUS!!!! I saw the sexiest body ever. I was just staring like a moron.

I later found out he just came into the country and the house belongs to his brother. The dude was just staring at me (and I prayed he never stopped cos he’s soooooo cute.)

Two weeks later, we met when I was walking my aunt’s kids (bunch of thugs) on Saturday morning, we talked and exchanged numbers.hes the kind of a guy that would make girl like me learn how to write poems.(I wish I knew leggy then).

We got to know each other very well, we were hanging out, and having fun (did I mention that he was about 5years older that myself?) I really liked the age difference because I could rely on him more. (I have a thing for older guys) after 6months of seeing each other,

He was everything I wanted,

He became the air I was breathing,

The only person that could take me outta my house on a sunny day,

He gave me everything I want and wanted, he went shopping for my underwear,

My clothes,

Toiletries and anything that would make me happy, and I was happy.

We touched to point of no return,

He wanted to taste me,

For the first time in my life, I wanted someone to taste me.

it was just 1minute of sharp pain and bingoooooo it was all gone.

life is crazy,kept it for sooo long and it took only 1minute to end the whole "purity" ish.

anyway I let him POP MY CHERRY……………………………………….

SOFT SPOT

2009-08-13T00:41:00.001+01:00

I just want to let you know that am not forcing you to club. If you think you want to have fun in the right places without fear, then just come with me.besides, there would be security.
……………………….. I love you in a very sickening way and am tired of bottling it up. Just come out of your shell and lets act like we are very good friends.
Fart in my presence, belg, do all those things you do when you are alone, and let’s see how it goes.
I drink a lot of garri because I love it. I just want to have a feel of what it’s like to lack, and if you are afraid of having sex with me, don’t bother cos I think am sterile.
All this while, I held the phone very close to my ears and I was laughing hysterically.
This guy is a clown!!!!!!!!
After talking for a while, I assured him I would club with him.
I hated looking too flashy, so I put on a pair of high hills (the one my legs could carry) panty hose, short skirt, and a very decent top. He picked me up my 9pm, and this time, it was a black jeep with an orderly.
We drove past OBALENDE, that place was bubbling!!! And then we got to PROTEA HOTEL where he said his mom and he has a permanent suit. We stayed there for while till his friend coming from ikeja finally got to the island.
I finally found myself on awolowo road in ikoyi, at a club named BACHAUS.bboooyyy, it was smoking hot. After some hours of little drinking, dirty dancing, kissing, I told him I needed to sleep (cos I wasn’t used to late nights)
We went back to the hotel, I just took of ALL my clothes without caring if he was there, went to the bathroom and took shower. He did same without talking to me, and slid into bed.
I made sure he held me cos it was damn COLD! I couldn’t even complain becos it was a central A.C….ish
He held me very tight. Kissed my neck. My back.bit, my shoulders, had to turn around to look at him. He kissed me.i wanted more; he turned me around and was on top of me, his erection was pressing into my stomach.
He fed on my nipples.
Kissed my navel…………….
And I was dripping wet.
He just licked me all the way, I didn’t know how loud I screamed but I know I did. My whole body was shaking when he nibbled my clit, he was smiling he came up and his dick was just at the tip of my honey cave.
He asked me, should I just go on and please you or I should save it for some day better?
Teardrops from my eyes………and he said, let’s stop here and sleep.
I love you more than screwing you. When you are ready, am game. Just loved him more……………………..i never knew that day would never come

SHOPPING

2009-08-07T23:57:00.001+01:00

Him-hey

Me-hey u

Him-where are you?

Me-am home

Him-good.am in front of your house, so please come outside.

Me-k .I put on a shirt and shorts, brushed my hair, and came outside.

Mheeeen….this boy is FRESH TO DEATH!!
(HES ALWAYS CALM IN A WAY THAT ANNOYS ME)

We chatted for a while, and he said we should go hang out, I wanted to go and change my shorts and wear a little make-up but he refused. Said I looked good enough.

We drove in his car and got to v.i, he was actually going on a little shopping.

Oh boy……the place is an Islamic boutique named BAYTUZEENAH (hope I spelt it well, things cost like winch!)

When we got into the place, everyone was just greeting him,(for my mind I dey wonder, for wetin na) na when him dey pay him bill, na im I understand.

He just bought some robes and palm slippers, and asked me if I wanted anything. Wetin I want for that kain shop wen I no be Muslim………….

Immediately, we drove to WRANGLERS and all he said was DO YOUR THING! I know you wouldn’t need anything in that shop, so please feel free and just shop.

I just acted as if I wasn’t excited, picked a few jeans, tops and shoes. (I no want make anybody tag me as gold digger no fit shout)

We drove to alpha beach, sat down and drank very fresh and sweet palm wine, talked about me,him,boys,girls, future plans and a host of others………

On our way home we talked and he asked if we could go clubbing, I said I couldn’t without my aunt’s permission.

He nodded and just dropped a question. WHAT MAKES YOU TICK?

Fear catch me,the first thing that came to my mind was, this boy Na teenager? He doesn’t talk and acts like one.

Funny enough, I didn’t have any answer to the question, I was just silent. Finally I told him I would think about it.

We got to my house,he begged me to tell my aunt about going to club……..

And he asked me if he could kiss me,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,,.,

I said yes ……………

he kissssssssssssssssed me…..

yyaahhyyy!

nice!!

p.s- THE GAME came on tour somewhere in Africa,when he went back, he wrote this on his twitter page,he said “had a long flight,its so good to be back to civilization” STUPID! Africa na jungle?

Money no go let me kill myself oooooooo lie lie!una dey watch gulder ultimate search?

Nice anon-ask drop of soul where you go see mega money.she go show you.

roc-your in interview rocs

THE STORY CONTINUES

2009-08-04T16:48:00.006+01:00

After chatting and freely jisting my heart out with him,i got to know him.he ws relly nice,sweet and just gentle.I really got sick. It was either

My mom just called me,

My mom bought me this Armani jacket,

My mom thinks I should change my car,

My mom is leaving for London tonight,

My mom just got to Italy,

My mom just called to know if I have eaten

(Did I tell y’all that I finished my ssce?)

I really took my time to think if it was a good idea honoring the invitation. After giving it great thought and consulting my BFF, I set the time and the ball rolled.

He told me she’s a gold and lace merchant on the island. She imports clothes and leather accessories from Italy and London.

That day,the driver picked me at ikota shopping complex, we drove for while, and got to ikoyi.He told me we had gotten to their residence but I thought we were at some kinda 5star hotel. Seeing the crib and the efizi at their residence, I had to check out my looks to see if I was o.k. I knew I looked good, I just shrugged away the possibility of anybody looking down on me (besides me too, I get bad mouth)

I got down from the ride, and he was just standing there, wearing a nice pair of jeans, shirt and matching sneakers. Looking so calm and sexy.
Hey, welcome to my crib
Thank you.
Please do come in.

I walked and walked and walked, I almost got angry and asked if we needed transportation within the building. He just started laughing and said we were going to the dining room.
He Pulled out a chair for me, I sat down and chatted over vegetable salad.
The way he beckoned on the cooks made me think of Eddy Murphy in coming to America.
After a few minutes of jisting, she came down.
Damn!

She looks good.

Her make-up was superb. (I want to believe she has a live in makeup artiste.)

She smelt great.

Good Money is good.

Arab money is better.

She showered herself with gold in all the right places.

Her lace was ……………….

I wasn’t here to impress so I just greeted her the way I should (without putting my knees to the ground)

She answered me, sat down, and kissed her son (like I care)

We chatted for a very long while and ate a very good meal, after which she asked him to show me round the house that she needed to pack for her next trip to Dublin.(GOOD THING-she didn’t make any suggestive statements like I was dating her son)
I didn’t envy him anymore. His mom was never around and his father was even worse.
He didn’t stop telling me how lonely and boring being an only child was.
He went on to tell me how sure he was that I was going to like him……….. (Na WA ooooo)

I told him he’s just an arrogant piece of crap.

And he told me that I was mistaking his confidence for arrogance.hhmmmnnnnn
Very funny.
Anyway, I was going to get a cab when he told me that he couldn’t let a cab drop me off.
He drove out a car from the garage and took me to golden gate restaurant (not too far from his house) oooohhhh boy.

We drank a little and he took me home. Right to the front of my house. (Or rather my aunt’s house, didn’t want to go back to festac because there was so much fun on the island)

Goodnight…

Goodnight…wanted to see if he was in a haste to kiss me.

Hhhmmmnnn just a peck on my forehead.
Niceee

Called 5mins later to know if I was ok.

As usual, I called BFF and told her how things went.…………
She laughed and said, not bad arall

ARAB MONEY

2009-07-30T23:35:00.004+01:00

I was getting Used to the fact that that diamonds are not forever .Any ways, I wasn’t really in the mood to tell anybody except my BFF what transpired between myself and seal.

Besides, my exam was just some months away. Life is beautiful and I think I have every right to enjoy it despite my age.

It was time for me to move to lekki where I would be writing my SSCE.I was actually going to live with my mom’s younger sister who lives there.

She was the one who suggested that I write my exams there cos the schools there are better and they make better WAEC results than those in festac.

I also loved the idea because my aunty is a gangster nigga.she wouldn’t give me as much restriction like my mother would give me.

After dealing with my immediate problems with seal which included a series of begging, and promises. I decided to leave him.

It took a lot for me to like him, but just a little to wash all those familiarity and likeness from my mind.

I cried just a little bit, I didn’t have much to lose because I didn’t fuck him.

A few months to my exams, I moved to lekki, to enable me take classes where I would be writing my exams.

The day I started taking classes was the day I hated my life. The children there were so ajebo-ish and disgusting.

I cursed my aunt for bringing me there. We were living at lekki phase one, her driver took me to school and returned me every day, which I really hated.

I preferred my normal life in festac where I could trek and see things that would make me laugh, afterall I attended st.JUDES. All the people here on the island were so serious and uptight.

I made sure I always wore a serious look to scare those bitches.i hated the kids in the school because they irritated me.

It wasn’t as if I was pako, I just didn’t let my father’s money affect my thinking,i did things other people were doing.

My aunt’s driver dropped me off at school one morning noticed everybody was staring at a strange car that came to drop of a student.

This car was HOT! I reluctantly came down from our car and dragged my empty bag to school. I still do not know the make of that car till 2day.it has been 5years now.

And the student came down with an S.S.S official didn’t need anybody to tell me he is the child of a politician. (Like I cared anyway)

During my break, he came over to chat with me, I found out his name is Rahman a.k.a ARAB MONEY. We chatted for a while and it went like this.

HIM-hey

ME-hi

HIM-How come you do not know me?

ME-what makes you think I care?

When the dude saw I didn’t give a hoot about him, he started talking to me with courtesy. I noticed all the girls were flocking round him, and I wasn’t giving him that stupid attention.

That evening, I got a text from ARAB MONEY, saying hiii. Didn’t even know how he got my number.

I didn’t reply.

I smiled………………….

Called my BFF and said…………..sweetheart, our ARAB MONEY has arrived.

SHIT HAPPENS

2009-07-29T18:42:00.008+01:00

I tried to get used to the new feeling that has been triggered within me.i just couldn’t stop thinking about those lips, the looks…………………….

I got to the next day, looking tense and exited. My friends tried to know what was happening with me, but I firmly told them nothing was happening. My BFF was the only one that knew something was up and she didn’t even bother to ask in the presence of the others. (That’s what good friends are for)

During the break, she gladly bought me a drink and demanded “I spit out the shit I had in my throat’’.I told her everything and even described it to her. She screamed and said EXCELLENT FOR A STARTER, but just make sure you are not pressured to do anything.

We hung out a lil bit and my phone beeped, had a text. (Thank God for glo free text) it was him. The first time he contacted me since the kissing game.

SEAL-how are you? Am sorry if I came too hard on you. I couldn’t sleep after you left, stared at the ceiling all night. Do have a nice day.

ME-yeah, you too (hiding my emotions is the rule of the game)

About two weeks later and a lil more of touching and kissing, I finally got very comfortable with seal. Could say almost anything to him. We played and said NASTY things that we never dared. Things were getting soooooo interesting.

Anyways, two months later, I agreed to hang out with him and his brothers at their house. His friend was also present. We were all having a swell time, but at some point, I noticed they were dispersing and finally left us alone at home.

I knew exactly what that meant, but played dumb. He came on me, touched me, I reciprocated and we were at it for a while, I felt his hands on my virgin boobs, and then a tongue on my nipples. My heart started to beat faster. His shirt was off; his jean was below his waist. That was the first time I saw a semi-naked boy in the mood to fuck.

When I saw he was in the mood to POP MY CHERRY, I slowed him down, and got him talking. Bluntly told him I wasn’t ready even though I could feel my panties were soaked. He tried talking me to DO but I refused. When he saw it wasn’t working he touched the brain between my legs, I almost gave up, but I stood my ground and in fact dressed properly, I got angry and tried to storm out of the house, he begged me and told me his friend said if he doesn’t sleep with me first, I would leave him and move to the next guy.

I was shocked

My mouth was agape

I was sad.

I didn’t believe this.

I was heartbroken.

I just wore my shoes and stepped out. I could barely do anything reasonable throughout the day. I called up my BFF, told her what transpired earlier. She was surprised, didn’t say much, just told me to follow my heart and make sure I did the right thing.

I didn’t know the right thing to do at first but after some time, I gave it a good thought.

If taking my virginity was his idea of securing a good place in my heart, then it wasn’t good enough.

I knew I had to leave him.

I wasn’t ready to be fucked.

I may have let him, but for that single reason, HELL NO.

The easiest way to break up with him was to leave for lekki.afterall, I wasn’t writing my exams in festac I already enrolled at a school in lekki so good for me.

P.s-rocnaija, u rock blogsville

Leggy Freda-I hope this is long enough.pls when you find that man you described in that post, introduce me to his brother.

Drop of soul-I hope you are ok today. Take care

NEXT LEVEL

2009-07-27T01:43:00.002+01:00

Ok, ok, ok.things started getting really interesting. I came out of my shell, and started talking to SEAL.

We got to know each other, took the risk of childishly hanging out with him, talked about plenty of nonsense………technically, I didn’t think I was going out with him. But I knew it was happening physically.

I happen to have a lot of friends which are grouped into the following-

1) CEREMONIAL

2) CRISIS MANAGERS (I happen to be one myself)

3) GOSSIP

4) REAL FRIENDS

5) HELPERS (in time of need)

My ceremonial friends didn’t think I need a bloke that wasn’t very cute because they believed in appearances.

Honestly, seal wasn’t really cute THEN, but I just loved his eyes, coupled with the fact that he is from the northern region. (I happen to have a special weakness for guys from that area) they wanted someone that looked better because that was all they cared about.i bluntly told em to kiss my arse.

My crises mangers bluntly told me it wasn’t going to last, but since I finally decided to have a boyfriend, and I chose seal, I should just enjoy it while it lasts.(that was actually very mean, but I took it in good faith because I do worse when am in position to judge.)

I didn’t bother to tell the gossips cos I knew they would definitely tell me when they hear it in the neighborhood.

My friend knew the genesis of the whole thing and as for the helpers; they really don’t not matter to me. So, back to business.

We started taking long strolls to nowhere actually; I was very shy and tried to mince my words. When I look back at that time, I ask myself-WHAT WERE YOU EVEN EXPECTING SEF? MARRIAGE?

Anyways,after bout one month of playing hide and seek,romeo and Juliet, and many others, he told me he loves me.HHHMMMNNNNN.my head just scatter dada told him I loved him too because I thought I did.wetin you want make I do before?

THE SWEETEST PART

About 2months later, WE KISSED! Yes we did. This was actually my first time so I would take the pain to describe it.

We were sitting under a tree after sharing a cup of ice-cream from MR BIGGS. He looked at my face, and cupped it.

Seal-are you ok?

Me-sure

Seal-I want to kiss you

(I get goose bumps immediately, I shiver)

Me-why are you telling me

Seal-because I want to be sure u want to kiss me too.

Me-maybe I want to.i don’t know.

Seal-laughs softly and looks into my eyes.

His lips touches mine, explores my mouth with his tongue, gently sucks on my lips……. and believe me, it was BLISS. It was so soft and tantalizing. After a few seconds, I came up for air and he was just staring at me with that piercing look that tied my stomach again.

Seal-is this your first time?

Me-yeah

Seal-that means am lucky.

Me-I have to go now. Its goodnight.

Seal-ok, goodnight.

I ran home like I was being chased by the devil. I was already swollen down there.damn! There was a very sexy pool in my vagina.just took a shower and went to bed started to judge myself.

I was still a virgin, but I knew what I could do. PEOPLE SAY VIRGINITY IS LIKE A BALLOON,JUST ONE PRICK,AND ITS GONE! was i ready to let go?HELL NO!

BROWN SKIN

2009-07-25T22:15:00.000+01:00

I started getting used to the NEW ME. Applying little etiquette here and there, coping with the people around me because they definitely didn’t understand the new me.

I sluggishly woke up that morning, remembering my ssce would begin in about 8 months. I got dressed for school, and reluctantly came out of my house.

I knew I would have a bad day when I saw my public enemy number one. I deliberately hissed and decided to stroll to school, I started walking from my house at 5^th avenue with my ear piece plugged in my ear because I wasn’t in the mood to exchange any form of pleasantries with any of my neighbors’ or worse still, school mates.

As I walked past 5^th avenue junction, I saw HIM.

As usual, a very cold shiver ran down my spine.

I couldn’t hear the song playing in my earpiece,

I couldn’t look at him and at the same time, I couldn’t concentrate on where I was going any more.

Let me introduce him.i’ill call him SEAL.hes dark, with a very piercing look that ties a knot in my stomach.
I managed to maneuver saying hi to him and wore a very serious look. As usual, I got to school late, knelt down for a few minutes, and picked some pieces of paper which has actually become a routine for me because I always get to school late. When I got to class, I took my seat and reluctantly took classes. It always happens like that whenever I see him on my way to school.

This boy makes me have goose bumps.

Don’t know if he feels like that whenever he sees me.

I don’t know if he gets uncomfortable at school if he sees me in the morning.

I really thank God that he didn’t attend the same school with me.

I decided to grow a very though skin against him, cos I felt he knew his looks made me pretty uncomfortable.afterall, I wasn’t reading cosmopolitan and vogue magazines for nothing.

Later that evening, my mother asked me to help her get stuffs from agboju market. I went into the room, threw over a shirt, and a combat shorts, with a pair of flat slippers and of course my best friend -EARPIECE.i got to the market and bought the items my mother asked me to buy.

The moment I got down from the bike in front of my close, I saw HIM.MY NIGHTMARE. He was going to play basket ball with his friends. I hesitated for a while whether I should board the bike back to agboju or I should just wear my meanest look and walk into my close.

My steps slowed down, he’s slowed. I think he was hesitating if he should come over and say HI.the problem is……….was I ready to say “hey’’ when he said “hi’’………………………….I was sweating.

He said it!

He said hi!

I just said hey and ran into my close like I was being chased by some kind of devil.damn!

JOURNEY TO MATURITY

2009-07-25T00:06:00.002+01:00

I stood in front of the mirror that morning felt something hard in my boobs,got scared !my doctor told me my boobs were developing. OMG! I was so relieved.
From that day, things changed became very conscious of everything. My look, my clothes and the way I walk was made to understand that I was no longer a kiddo.
Things got worse the day the “red devil’’arrived.although, I was expecting it but the package in which it came only made it worse. My mom didn’t hesitate to tell me that if any man merely touches me, I would become pregnant. How cruel managed to deal with all that and tried to become the big girl I am. Thanks to internet and many, many books.
Some few months later, my boobs finally lunched! I started wearing big T-shirts to cover it because am kinda slim and had really protruding jugs to show, I was so shy.
I vividly remember the first day a boy “toasted’’ me, LMAO……….I had my heart in my mouth I didn’t even know what to say to him despite the fact that I read so many m&b.i just stared at him till he left my presence. When I got home, I was in a state of shock felt weird and that was how the journey to consciousness and beauty started always wanted to look good in my own little way and perhaps impress the dudes, ya know!
At times I regret ever growing up because I sincerely miss the sanity I used to have before becoming matured. As a g irl, growin up and becoming a chic is actually accepting the terms and conditions of a lot of problems in our lives.
chill for my next post.the journey to a lot of hoops and jeeez just started here.