My I.t Sexcapades - S01 E10

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My I.t Sexcapades - S01 E10

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

We both kept quiet wondering who was knocking

when we are busy knocking ourselves. Whoever

was knocking have refused to go after I replied

‘yes’. the person must be was sure that more

than one person is inside the toilet. we still kept

quiet trying to calm down our breathing and

stop our heartbeat from screaming. Miss Lisa

was wise enough to have bolted the door. How

would she and I have explain what both of us

were doing inside thw same bathroom.

I listened kinly and I noticed that the person

knocking have entered the next toilet and left

‘our’ own toilet. I heard a flush from the toilet

and I thought it wise to use this opportunity to

run away, so I motioned to Miss Lisa that I will

leave first then she later.

I refused to voice out my intention for fear of

being heard. All she did was just nod like a

frightened lizard. So I unbolted the door and

walked just few steps outside, hurrying out

before anyone saw me emerging from the toilet

when I head a voice.

“Nneji!” I shook with fear. I paused and was

transfixed to the ground surely I could not turn

nor answer. I just stood. Then the voice came

again.

‘Nneji, what’s wrong?” No doubt I know that

voice, it’s so faniliar, but whay is this voice

doing here? I thought.

As I turned I saw Ada, yes that was

unmistakeably her voice. She shot me a confused

look

“can’t betray myself” I thought so I put on a

weary smile, too fake I sure it was to convince

even a kid that all is well. She smiled back and

walked towards me. How many of you watch all

these indian movies where they suddenly play

slow motion when a ‘ghen, ghen’ thing is about

to happen? Ehen that’s how I saw her when she

walked towards me, so slowly, I felt she was

coming to slap me and scream at me for being

so stupid, standing there looking at her, but

what she did surprised me. That was the greatst

surprise I have ever qitnessed as a young man.

She walked towards me and planted a kiss in my

lips. It was a brief kiss and I wondered if it really

happened or it was just my own imagination.

“Why will she kiss me?”

“why is she so bold?”

all this I kept questioning myself as she dragged

me out of my reverie.

“What’s wrong with you boy, are you not happy

to see me?”

“Hehehehehe, no, e erm..erm..am..am..happy” I

stuttered.

She addressed me with a kin expression on her

face. I knew I was about to give myself away so

I decided to put on my ‘smart boyness’

“Just headache and running stomach, if you

noticed I have been in here for Long” I lied. as I

poi t to the toilet door.

She searched my eyes but seem to buy my story.

“Sorry dear, I knew you were in here so I came

to knock but I was hearing some funny sound”

My brain got alerted at what she just said so I

just gave her this silient expressionless look.

“So you know I was inside here and you were

knocking, what do you really want sef?”

I screamed in my head. I couldn’t have told her

that you know.

“Sorry, I was just carried away by our chat last

night, I have been wet and cannot concentrate all

through so I drove here to see you in pretense

of my mum, but you seem not happy to see me”

She continued with worriedness in her eyes.

I love this babe’s boldness.

Yes I was the one that look for trouble o. I was

also the one that started teasing her but now am

afraid. A little about myself is that I am always

bold on social media, especially with women, but

physically am always afraid to do what I said

until I become quiet familar. My most turn up is

when am making a woman feel Hot but when she

shows back that love like ADA was doing right

now I start freaking out That’s the case with me

and Miss Lisa.

Pauses

Talking avout miss Lisa, she is still inside the

toilet o. Chaii and she is hearing all this our

discussion. Well let her handle herself. Back to

me.

I was introduced to cyber dating at a very

tender age of 16. Those days when V mobile

chat was reigning. Then there was no 2go nor,

whatsapp and various chat apps as we have

today. Then I met lot of ladies telling them am

aged 30, almost double of my age.

The way I chat with them then was always

matured, avoiding the s*x talks as much as

possible only to hit it days after we have

acquainted and some level of trust gained.

For thia reason they dont doubt my age plus

there was no mans of sending pictures then

except through yahoo at cyber cafes.

That was how I met and dated a lady of 24 then,

she was the friendly and randy type. She was

really rich too.We dated for 3 months with her

thinking that am 30years for real. It was till she

proposed to visit me then in Kaduna.

I told her the truth about me after series of

excuses why she can’t visit.

She was really disappointed and I begged her

cos I so much like her then (She usually sends me

credit from five hundred naira and above) After

lots of begging occured and she agreed we be

normal friends as I was too young for her but

after sometimes she asked if we continue dating

as I really know how to talk her into happines

and phone intimacy. I was ao happy to say yes!

We continued having series of phone intimacy

masturbating together and stuffs. That was

some ten years ago. Story for another day.

That was my first real date cos when we finally

met I was too naive to do anything she was the

one that guided all we did. That experience made

me start to fancy older women alot.

I went on to date another older woman I met

through 2go after some years. I was always

making her send Unclad pix. I had other series of

online dating for quiet a time till I started dating

a woman who was really old enough to be my

mother. I was 21 then, she was 43, but she was

really hot, hotter than most of you girls. She

usually tell me stories of how she rocked her

youthful days, how she love my coordinated life.

How she love my innocent face that looks like I

know nothing about s*x. She told me she was

divorced and I felt it was right to share my

S#xual fantasies with her.

We finally met in Abuja, I was so shy, the

boldness I had online was not present physically,

so on our first three meetings nothing went on,

she tried initiating some to no avail. It was on

the fourth visit that we finally had s*x. That was

a s*x to remember, till date she remains the

oldest lady I have ever bleeped. After that day I

got bolder and we experimented alot but I finally

discovered she was not divorced, her husband

was always travelling. He was a business man,

and he never had time for her hot p@nts.

That discovery shattered me cos I have learnt to

love her, not just as a lover but as a mother too.

My dad warned me never to bleep a married

woman that it brings curses and I promised

never to do but I realised the day her husband

arrived unannounced that I have been cursed.

Thank goodness we were just drinking juice after

some hot rampage

when he cane in. He regarded me as one of their

neighbors after his wife introduced me as such.

Maybe the innocence on my face made him not

to suspect, that discovery made me to detest

older ladies for quiet some time which was one

of the reasons I dont fancy Miss Lisa Alright

enough of my past.

Back to the present.

Ada never know that I was good at flirting but

not good at facing my flirtee when she finally

agrees.

“Am happy to see you dear but for this headache

that have…” She didn’t allow me to finish talking

when she planted a kiss on my lips. I swear those

lips are the softest till date.

So warm as they pressed against mine but I was

scared (if that is the right word) I did not return

the kiss rather I pushed my face away.

She stopped to look at me with sadness in her

eyes when suddenly miss Lisa sneezed from

inside the bathroom. I have died! all this while I

have forgotten about her. Ada paused as another

sneeze came out, this time louder.

“Nneji, who is sneezing?”

I just stared lostly at her