MustRead: My s*x Service To My Principal And Students – NYSC Member (Part 6)

As we entered my room, Sandra removed her shirt
and jumped on the bed. I’m not a regular smoker
and neither was Sandra but we just wanted to have
fun. I was high as as a helicopter and just was
wanted to see what I looked like when high.
I went for the light switch and put it on, then I
walked to the mirror on my wall. I looked at myself
but I was too far away, It felt like looking at yourself
from a mirror 20 kilometers away!! My se”x urge
disappeared in an instant.
I looked at Sandra, she was smiling at me with
nothing on except her panties. Suddenly, my
memory of the past few hours were gone and I was
trying to figure out how she got into my room. I
couldn’t remember seeing her today. I remember
saying:


“Sandra, How did you get inside here?”
She laughed, like I said something really funny.
That’s when I knew that there was something funny
going on in my mind…. I felt like I was loosing my
mind. Sandra stood up, put off the light and
dragged me into bed.
She was kissing me and rubbing my di-ck but I was
feeling numb all over. She was saying “do all those
things you talk about, I want it now”. I couldn’t
remember making any promises.
My Guy later explained that I smoked too much
wee*d. I could feel her reaching for my di-ck,
sucking it, putting her breas*t in my mouth but I
couldn’t respond in any way. I just lay motionless.
It felt like I was watching someone else in my own
body.
Then, She started licking the tip of my di-ck … and
it felt like I was falling down from a plane… in the
air, falling down. I started whispering “please, don’t
let me die”. Sandra was just laughing and still
devouring me with her mouth and all. I don’t know
what happened after but I woke up around 4 pm
with the strongest headache I’ve ever had in my
life.
I and Sandra were Unclad under the sheets and I
was horn*y as ever, my di-ck was rock hard (all the
beer had cleansed my system off sugar). I guess
Sandra had undressed me to seduce me into s*x
but I was just too high to play along.
I covered her with the sheet, put my boxers on and
got up to take drugs for my headache. Then I
wanted to brush my teeth because I had this bitter
taste in my mouth. After brushing my teeth, I came
back inside and she said:
“Corper, good morning”
“Good morning”
“Corper, don’t ever smoke again o”
We talked about last night’s adventure and also
laughed about it. She said she was sucking my di:ck
and watching movies at the same damn time! Oh
lawd, I wished I wasn’t high!!.
What a miss!!. This got me hornier so I asked her to
do it again. She said she was too tired, that the she
needed to sleep, cuz she was watching movies all
through.
I understood. I put on some music and also my play-
station 2. I was playing a driving game (GTA- San
Andreas). She loved games too. She watched me
play for a while and later decided to join me.
She sat beside me, Unclad except for her panties,
her boo:bs were bouncing as she was moving her
control pad from side to side. I kept crashing my
car, and it kept making her laugh. This was fun.
All my worries were gone … at least for the moment.
I wished life could go on like this. Around an hour
later, we went to bed. She hugged me from behind,
her bare breas:ts pressing hard against my back.
Words cannot describe that feeling. We slept that
way, woke up around 10 a.m. it was Sunday
morning and I wasn’t going to church. God would
understand. I mean, I was trying to accomplish the
closest feeling to heaven… or maybe better than
heaven (to me).
Then, something came up that spoilt the day
though: Sandra got a call that her mum was
critically ill. They had been trying to call her since
last night (na me bin off her phone to avoid story.
Lol). She hurriedly dressed up and left.
I didn’t hear from her for a while, probably like 5
days and her number was switched off all through. I
was worried, but her house was a no-go area. I was
missing her. Sandra: bad girl with a good heart.
One day, I and my Guy went to buy some food stuffs
from the market at town. I got a call from Sandra:
“Corper, where are you”
“I’m at the market. Are you at my house?”
“Yes”
“How’s your mum?”
“She is getting better now”
“Thank God. I would back soon”
“Ok. I’m waiting outside for you”
Omoh, most of the things wey I plan to buy just
erase from my memory. We buy the ones wey i
remember then I hurry my Guy make we dey go
house sharparly!.. Sandra dey wait for me…
I got home faster than flash. I met Sandra sitting on
a chair in front of my neighbor’s kitchen. I was glad
to see her, it’s been just 4 days or so but it felt like I
hadn’t seen her in a million years. We went inside
and hugged, then she gave me juice and some
apples she brought for me. We talked about the
past few days that we didn’t see each other.
She told me about how her ex (fiance actually) was
trying to come back into her life and how she was
doing everything possible to turn him down.
Secretly, I hoped she wasn’t turning him down for
my sake, because I was almost certain that what we
had wouldn’t lead to marriage. I was far from
marriage but I couldn’t tell her that because I didn’t
want to hurt her and moreover, that might cost me
the coochie
But I did like her though, and she meant more than
$ex to me. Swear down.
I told her that she was right to have rejected him.
Sometimes you have to lie to comfort the ones you
care about. I bought two tubers of yam from the
market as well as some items to prepare yam and
egg-stew. She offered to cook it, I refused but she
still insisted. To settle it, I decided to make it a duo:
I let her be the head cook while I assisted her. We
were cooking, jisting and watching a movie at the
same damn time! Lol. The title of the movie was
“Friday” starring Chris Tucker and ice cube.
It was a 90’s black comedy heavily influenced by
hip-hop. Best movie ever!!. This moment was
good… Days of our lives. After we finished cooking,
we ate and then started playing video games. One
of the most amazing things about Sandra was that
she was really open with me, she tells me
everything including her private life.
That earned her some trust from me because
naturally, I don’t trust Nigerian girls. Lol.
Sometime around 4 p:m, Sandra said she wanted to
take her bath and then head back home, said she
needed to go and check on her mum. My heart
literally sank. Omoh, na so I take miss again
today?!., Well, next time still dey sha. I continued
playing my video game with heavy rap songs
blasting through my speakers.
Sandra came out of the bathroom tying one of my
towels. Her @as and bo’obs were bouncing
underneath. Damn! This girl na fire!. Then she sat
on the bed, started rubbing lotion on her skin while
browsing the internet with her phone (This girls
spends 99% of her time on her phone) Probably
chatting with her multiple admirers on Facebook
and co, but who cares? They had her online, I had
her in my room with nothing but my towel on. I’m
winning I guess, but I still hadn’t scored yet.
I paid her little attention and continued playing my
video game.
Around 10 minutes later, I noticed that she was still
on towel, browsing with her phone. Na wa oh, no be
this girl wey talk say she dey hurry to go check her
sick mum for house?. Naija girls sef, you can never
understand them. I looked at her legs, damn! the
towel was way too small for her fat @ss. I could see
bare thighs: s*xy** as ever.
Then she dropped the towel from her chest and
started rubbing the lotion on her bo’obs. Omoh she
succulent bo’obs, this girl wan raise my blood
pressure sha. Our eyes met, she was trying hard to
conceal a laugh. I dropped my game console and
started crawling slowly to the bed, towards her.
She grabbed the towel back to her chest, laughing
mischievously.
I got close to her, she was trying to protect her
goodies with her hands as best as she could.
She sat in an L position: legs on the bed, back on
the wall. I lay flat on my stomach just beside her,
one hand rubbing her thighs and sweet-talking to
her. Damn! Her skin was smooth as butter and she
smelt good too.
I started kissing on one of her thighs and still
rubbing the other with my palm. I would kiss her
from down her knee then move up: towards her
coochie region. But, she would hold my, laughing,
begging me to stop. All na wash Jare. I would have
stopped if I could, but I just couldn’t. Lol. She said:
“Corper, please stop na, I need to go home now.”
Sandra always called me “Corper” and I always told
her that it made me feel casual to her. All my efforts
didn’t change that, so I was gradually adapting to
it. Anyway, none of that mattered now … I don’t
care if called if she called me anything: corper,
papa, or even ‘tata’. I just wanted to make love to
her, right now, if she would let me. I replied her:
“I know. I just wanna appreciate you for
everything”
“We still have a lots of time. I’m not traveling out of
the country”
Omoh, time no dey oh. I no dey trust naija babes
too much, cuz she fit actually travel out. Dey there
na.
We laughed. Omoh, as I dey laugh i use style rest
my head on top her soft laps close to her coochie. I
could smell the sweet scent of her coochie. Oh
lawd!, Sweet scent of sin.
Damn! I’d love to lick and hit that, and planned to
do it like I owed her. This would be special. And yes,
I did owe her: for all the care, soul and
companionship she gave to me. I don’t really
believe in debts and payments when it comes to
relationships. But then again, one way or the other,
we all pay (sacrifice) in relationships. I owed
Sandra a good round of ‘sexvice’ and I was dying to
pay.
* back to the matter at hand*
I started kissing and licking different places on her
thighs. I was doing it like I was actually licking her
coochie. Lick and kiss, different spots. I am a
professor at this art but I did it episode extra-
professionally cuz I wanted to send a message to
her: that I wanted to eat her coochie and that I was
a super-man at it.
Sandra was getting the message, I knew so cuz her
little resistance was beginning to fade. At a point,
she just gave me freedom, no resistance
whatsoever. Hoo-hoo!. Hard works pays!. Sandra
was still operating her phone but I knew deep down
that her mind was in my art, she was anticipating
about what I was gonna do next…
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