Throughout my secondary school, I never even kissed a girl.
I was strictly for my books, I didn’t care about S£x at all, it was the last thing on my mind.
I had a few female friends but they were mostly
reading partners or people I related with on a platonic level.
No girlfriend. When we got to the S.S it became quite common for us to discuss the intimate escapades of some of our sexually
adventurous colleagues. They would even boast of their prowess.
In my final year, I caught out health prefect with an S.S 2 girl at the back of the dining hall, engaging in sinful pleasure. The girl
was giving him a MouthAction while the guy was groaning
pleasurably. He begged that I should not report them and I should join if I wanted to. But I did not join them; I also didn’t expose them to the school authorities cos my sec school was a mission school with strict discipline and they would suspend any student
caught in intimate act.
Immediately after my secondary school I was enrolled in a federal polytechnic.
From the onset I decided that I would abstain from all acts of intimate intercourse. But I underestimated my environment
and I was to meet more than my match on several occasions.
It was in the polytechnic that I first became aware of how intimate I really am. Let me share some of my adventures in the polytechnic
In my first year, second semester, there was this Edo girl in my class called Kate. She was fair in complexion, with portable sized
body, well endowed both in from and behind. But I believed her best asset was her Bottom. She had it in abundance, not just in
abundance but in the right shape. She wasn’t exactly beautiful but she was Sekxy in a way because of her nice butts. After doing a few
practical together, she decided I was intelligent enough and stayed in my group. She stuck to me and we started going to class
together, we read together and did our assignments together.
We were good friends. I had no girlfriend, she had no boyfriend but our relationship was strictly platonic, at least initially. So we had enough time to see ourselves without any jealous spouse
pestering at the other end. She lived in a room in a building close to the campus while I lived in the hostel. She liked to hang around
me, especially in the class. I didn’t mind because I enjoyed her company. She really was a nice girl, she was funny and witty and
she could make me laugh when I was solemn.
We started visiting each other’s rooms. She had this nasty habit of slapping my butts
jokingly whenever I made a joke about her, that’s when we are in private. It felt weird cos I couldn’t slap her butt back because it
would seem like I am not being polite to her or am abusing her as a lady.
One day, we were in her room, playing as usual. I made a joke and she smacked me and tried to run for it. Somehow I drew her back and smacked her in her big, round butt.
The smack was not so hard but it resonated in my hand as I felt the arse bounce
in my arms. At that moment I can’t deny that I didn’t have any intimate feeling because of the contact. She turned around instantly.
I look at her, scanning her face for signs of anger,
waiting to hear the rebuke of my life.
Her reaction was astonishing!
I was astonished at her response.
She looked at me laughing. She was winking and she had a mischievous smile on her face. Then she said.
“You should have said you liked my Bottom all this while we’ve been friends. Do you like touching my Bottom?”
For a while I was speechless. I was just looking at her, feeling the instrument in between my legs rising like a cobra whose tail had
just been touched. I stammered, then stuttered and didn’t know what to say.
Audience, you should understand my naivety here. i was just 17
years old and inexperienced sexually except for that brief episode with Aunty Tosin years ago, while she was at least two years
older than me, so I was very shy. But I knew I was feeling sexually stimulated and the seductive look in her eyes made matters
worse. Now I even noticed that she was putting on flimsy clothing. she was wearing a spaghetti top on tight shorts.
when my hand touched her Bottom, i noticed that she was not wearing pants and that made me more sexually excited and confused at
the same time. I didn’t know what to do.
Well, she eventually came to my rescue. laughing, she moved
closer, hugged me and gave me a kiss in the neck. It was an Intimate kiss that sent a shudder down my spine. then she whispered into my ear.
‘Just touch me’
That was the last motivation i needed to spring into action.
my hand sprung instantly to those twin round, butts. i started rubbing my hands on her big Bottom. Men, it was soft, it was crazy, i
really felt it. She said i should tap her, that she liked it.
So I tapped her butts, loudly but gently. I felt her bare skin through the shorts and that increased the s£nsat!on.
All the time i was kneading her Bottom, she was caressing my face and kissing me
softly on the neck which I liked. She moved on to the next level immediately. She removed her spag top remaining her bra.
I wasted no time in placing my hands on those twin oranges and squeezing them through the bra. Unlike the butt, the b0s0ms were
not big but the unmentionables were thick and pointed. i stroke the unmentionables through the lacy fabric on the bra and she started making low, Intimate sounds.
Audience, you should know I hadn’t even started watching indecency at that stage so didn’t really know what to do with a
woman in my hands but I was determined to follow her lead all the way and not be too forward. Yet I still doubted my ability to satisfy
I was really enjoying this,and i was sure she was enjoying it too.
I left one hand to keep stroking the unmentionables and my right
hand strayed back to her Bottom cos that was her biggest asset.
I kept on tapping, caressing, and kneading and I was sure she was enjoying it too because of the sound she was making.
I whispered into her ear that she should remove her shorts. She said no, the right time will come for that but that I can remove my jeans.
I quickly removed my jeans without leaving sight of her. It was only boxers now and my tea-shirt. My J-man was ramrod stiff.
and I was a little shy that she was seeing me like that. she saw it and laughed. Then she moved forward slowly with her hand moving towards my boxers.
Suddenly her phone beeped.
Suddenly her phone beeped.
“sorry, let me pick that” she excused as I frowned in frustration.
She picked up her phone from the bed and started talking to someone in a local language which I believed was Edo. When she
finished on the phone, I saw her face and i new instantly that all the passion had faded.
“It’s my boyfriend from Aghor. He says he’s in town now and he’s
coming to see me.”
I was still trying to see the possibility of continuing our liaison.
“So, what do we do now?” I asked. There was a pleading tone in my voice.
She looked somber and serious, as if she was also sad that we should stop.
“Am sorry Ayo, we cannot continue. I think you better go now.
He is already in town. He knows this place and he can arrive any moment from now. he is also very jealous.”
My J-man began a slow descent until it became limp like an orange sq££zed of all its juice. I wore my jeans slowly, making
the anger in my eyes look quite obvious. I was hoping she would apologies and fix another appointment. She wanted to see me off,
I said she shouldn’t and she left me alone.
As I went back to school it occurred to me that the girl might be playing me, actually preying on my lack of intimate intelligence to
play Intimate games with me. Hell, I had a right to be angry.
She never told me she had a boyfriend in the first place. But then I knew the answer to that. There was no need for her to tell me
about her relationship back home since we are students in school and what was at home is better left at home. all the same I still
felt hurt. In the next few days she called me several times,
apparently to apologies and explain things but didn’t pick her calls.
I thought i was using reverse psychology, that by ignoring her, I would show I have value and would make her want me more.
Well, it didn’t work cos she stopped calling me after a few days and since then we ceased to be close again. we still greeted ourselves but the friendship was not deep like before and I
regretted that I flunked at what could have been my first S£x experience due to my inexperience.