Written By Kayemjay…
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I started having s3x at 13. At 14 I had begun to ‘release’ accompanied by the wonderful feeling of c.um. Oluchi, who introduced me to S£x was a p3rv. She was my class mate in Junior High School and also a neighbor. My mum and hers were very close and when her mum got to know that I was a bookie, I was forced to teach her Maths. Anyways, me and Oluchi furked for close to 4 years till we moved out of that neighborhood. We still had later occasions to meet and furk long after university. 
But wait. This story is not about Oluchi. It is about Jumoke …
Jumoke was a family friend. She was the daughter of the House owner and she lived in a flat detached from the main building. She became very close to us after we moved in and was particularly fond of me. Maybe because I was brilliant, or it could be she took me as a brother. I was always running errands for her and she was always giving me small gifts. She had Sekxy friends and very raunchy demeanor. She was 22. I was 13. My parents liked her. My uncle was hitting on her, don’t know if they furked. She gradually became a part of the family and after a few months was like a sibling. She had access to the house, she came in and went any time she liked, entered the kitchen at will, in short she was just at home.
All this time, I was increasing my s3xual experiences through po.rn video cassettes (VCR FORMAT) and Better Lover magazines. And Oluchi was using my d1ck to come. During one of these days with Oluchi, I discovered the sweetness of S£x. I was just doing as she instructed and was moving my waist to and fro. We were doing it behind their giant 5 seater couch in their sitting room. No living soul could know two people were there. All of a sudden I started feeling something so sweet, so strange, so wonderful. I had read about it and had friends who told me how it was supposed to feel. That day was my ‘entry’ into manhood. 
Then I began to notice Aunty Jummy (That’s what I called Jumoke).
She had a huge a$$. She was tall and just a little bit chubby. She had average sized bo0bs and very dark skin. She had very seductive eyes and her voice was out of this world. Everything she seemed to do (that she had always done before) started to mean something else to me. If she held my hand, I got a hard on. If she hit me playfully, I felt wonderful. I even began to get jealous when guys would come visit her or she didn’t have my time. I began to fantasize about her. I would write her name on a sheet of paper, make my room very dark and self-service on the paper, imagining all sort of crazy stuff with her. Then, I would burn the paper to ashes. It was a childish fantasy. Whether it was my little ‘ritual’ or it was just providence, my fantasy came to pass…

To Be Continued…

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