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Memoir OF A Male Sex Addict!! [Love, Betrayal and Romance](complete story)

Living in our new estate was just like heaven on earth. Maybe my mama and papa knew what I wanted before choosing this vicinity. It was a serene environment filled with matured kids. Did I just say kids? Hell No!! It was actually filled with matured girls that behaved like kids.
Our house was one of the most beautiful houses in the Estate. It was adequately fenced with cute flowers and tiled round the compound. We don’t share the compound with anybody. We have four rooms in the house. So Mary and Steph share one, I stay with Aunty in one, Mum and Dad share one, and the other was meant for visitors.

You might be wondering why I chose a room with Aunty Uche right? I pretended to hate darkness and staying alone. So coupled with the fact that I am Mummy’s boy, I argued my way with staying with “Big” aunty in the same room. Every night was fun; she taught me various ways of doing something she called “Making love”.

A night came while I was asleep; she woke me up and asked me to remove my cloth. I complied immediately and she used her mouth and started licking my pee pee. I have never felt this way in my whole life. It was as if I was seeing visions and I was already a superman flying in the sky.

She poured some spit on it, used her two fingers and was rubbing it, I was trying to shout but she held and covered my mouth tightly. I never knew that there was something sweeter that eating bean (that’s my favorite food). She continued till my pee pee was hard and asked me to put it inside her ear.

“Why the ear”? I asked…

“So that I can feel it better” she replied.

“I thought it was inside that hole I will always put it” I asked again

“Yes love, right now, yours is too small to make me enjoy it through that hole” She said

“When you grow a little bit Older, I will enjoy it more” She concluded.

“Alright if you say so” I responded

Then I continued with the task of putting my pee pee into her ear. I later transferred from one ear to the other whenever she requested for a transfer. From the ears, she asked me to put it in her ass. I was so confused because it wasn’t sounding cool to me.

“I can’t put it there, it is meant for shitting” I said with a squeezed face.

“Don’t ever argue with me, you hear it”? She responded angrily

“Ok, I won’t argue with you again” I responded, faking a smile.

Then I tried putting it, but it wasn’t entering perfectly, so she brought oil we use in Church for prayers and applied it on my pee pee and applied inside her ass too. Then she asked me to try it again: This time, it entered with ease.
She was kneeling like a Dog while she asked me to go in and out of her.

“Do it slowly and steady you hear”? She said

I did my best and the sweetness made me forget my initial rejection and I continued. A time came she asked me to go faster which I adhered to. It continued for over a long time, till I told her I was feeling weak before she let me go. She continued fondling with my pee pee while I lay down for a long period that night till I dozed off.

I had totally forgotten about Chioma, not because I want too but because I wanted to make sure I played according to Aunty Uche’s method of Loving a girl. I write about her now because I just needed to put it in my diary for future sake.

Everything has changed!! We had a change of church location, School and Friends. Most of the girls and boys always come to our compound to play but believe me, none of them got into my eyes. But I heard that the matured girls I saw where all in Boarding schools, so I waited patiently for schools to go on vacation: I couldn’t wait much, so I started looking for another girl out, but to no avail. They were all Kids; my age mates. I didn’t fancy any of them, so I resorted to only Aunty anytime she wants it and when I want it.

The first time we attended our new Church; in the children section they were very happy to welcome us. During the Partner Bible quiz, I was paired with a girl known as Nonso. Trust me; with my help as a bible guru, we won the competition on my debut. I was now seen as the “New Baddest” boy in church.

Nonso was a Sweet, Fair, Tall looking girl in our children department. From her look, I could see that she was probably 15 or 16. While in the middle of the service after the Bible quiz section, I exchanged seats with a little boy sitting close to Nonso and I came closer.

“You are beautiful with your cloth” I dropped my first line like Aunty Uche taught me
She smiled and didn’t say a word.

“You made us win the prize” I added; when I knew I did all you job

“Not true” she countered

“You were the person that made us win” She argued in a low tone.

“Wow, but you being with me made us a stronger team” I said slowly and quietly…

She smiled for an extended period of time, while I smiled back as we exchanged eye contacts.

Nonso actually was something of extreme beauty; but all I wanted to see was the color of her pants and how her wee wee would look like. While I was still imagining, I was asked to answer a question I didn’t even know the origin. Immediately I stood up, I realized my penis was running almost out of my trouser. I looked at Nonso to make sure she didn’t notice while I used my hand to cover the face, but I realized she was already looking at it.

“Wow” I mumbled to myself

“I don’t know” I replied our church teacher.

“Oya sit down” She told me.

I sat down but couldn’t take my eyes off Nonso’s chest. It was a sight like never before.

Days passed and weeks passed, and my familiarity with Nonso grew. I had already discovered that Nonso’s family house was a Stone throw from ours. That investigation and discovery made me feel like “James Bond” in 007 movies. Every day I pestered my sisters to go and visit their new friend and play in her house. One day, it paid off as they all agreed and we went to visit Nonso. I wore my best cloth; applied a little powder and we were good to go.

We finally got to their house, an average house with everything in place. Things didn’t just go as planned because the parents were around and we were seated in the parlor like we came for an excursion. I had other motives because I had already prepared a letter with the supervision of Aunty Uche. I packaged it, made some designs on it and finally applied some little perfume from my mum’s wardrobe to the letter.
While seated in the parlor watching a boring movie…

“Please can someone help Nonso and pack in the cloths in the backyard” Nonso’s mum requested.

She didn’t even finish the statement; I was already at the backyard, packing the cloths with the girl of my dreams. We were staring at each other, while packing the cloths when I decided to make a move.

“What is this on your cheek”? I asked her…

“What is that”? She responded inquisitively,

“Don’t worry, you will see it” I replied.

I told her I couldn’t use my hands because they were occupied; so the option left was with my mouth. Thinking she was going to object, she smiled am kept her face well for me. I headed straight for the lips. I kissed her with great zeal as if my life depended on it, and she responded back like hers depended on it too. We couldn’t do much because our hands were tied with plenty clothes. As soon as I heard footsteps, I quickly disengaged before I saw Steph looking with a disgruntled face.

I was trying to ask her what, when she ran straight to the parlor and I ran to keep the cloths and headed to the parlor with Nonso.

“Is it true”? Mama Nonso queried… >:(

About Obinwanne Umunna

A professional freelance writer, a sales speaker, and a youth & development consultant. I write to inspire, show readers the possibility that abounds for them; while also entertaining them with stories. Please if you want me to speak at any event, seminar, or be of help, please reach me on +2349086050663.

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  1. episode 36 ooooh

  2. Anty Kenny dey ur back ooooo

  3. Guy u sure say God will forgive you???

  4. Wheww.. . this story is getting more frenzier that’s if there is an English lik DAT…. Ride on Bush

  5. Correct Story

  6. Wow sooo touchin enjoyed every bit of dis story wished he didn’t die but wow the sex was too much dis is indeed a lesson wonda who gave him the HIV

  7. Hmmmm…. I jst can’t stop the tears…. Continue to rest in peace Chikwelu…. I wish u Neva went D’s way….

    Bcareful guys HIV IS REAL

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  9. Wow!!! Wish you never died!! May God accept your soul!!

  10. I couldn’t resist commenting. Well written!

  11. Nice. But only got to read the concluding story, how do I access previous ones?

  12. amazing story… every single episode was a hit.. back to back from episode 1-40…keep it up… looking forward to read more of your stories…an amazing distraction that’s worth it

  13. My gosh…this story has me laughing my heart out with tears. Wonderfully written and hoping for more badass stories like this in future. 10stars

  14. Awesome story… Kudos bro

  15. I will definitely do that. Do you have other stories? If yes plz I love to read them too

  16. Wonderful story and well written even though my mind tells me it is a fiction

  17. I wish this could be turn to a movie… but dont know what the Authorities would do about the sex scenes. Then Aunty kenny s story was incomplete. .although I guess she was the one who infected the guy with HIV..pls keep up this project….this can be ur GENIFA DIARY in written form, because I can easily imagen my self in the scene right in my head..its greater than any write up I have ever come across.

    • Thanks so much too. I wish I can also turn it to a movie too. lol. But I have an ongoing project on the blog too, which is “Memo of a Sex slave” which is ongoing. Thanks so much for your concern. I am open to any ideas you give to me right now as regards my story. #Cheers.

  18. Create a Facebook page with ur name bro and we would follow u. before u know..u can make it big…if u are seing what im seing.

    • Hello bro. Thanks for your kind words. I already have a page, just that it has been dormant for a while. I wish to know if there is an idea you can give me, I would appreciate so much.

  19. Victor Ehigiator Omoregbee

    nice story Umunna… i enjoyed the dexterity with which u carved ur stories….keep it up… i look forward to your future works

  20. Is it really a true life story? If it is then I can’t seem to believe the sex expoilts, it looks fiction to me but all the same, that’s a very nice piece, publish it and make a movie out of it

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