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

“What”? The voice replied

“Nothing; what’s your name”? I asked

“Iyke: You can call me that” He replied.

“You are now a big boy oo” He continued…

“Do you know me before”? I asked looking startled

“I am your cousin, and I came down here for schooling. So I will be staying with you people here” He responded.

“Hope you won’t be like the other Aunty that left” I asked

“What did she do”? He asked

“Don’t worry sha” I responded and dashed off to our room.

I became roommates to Bro Iyke and believe me; I was always hearing what he referred to as senior gist. One night came; I just had to explain to bro iyke everything that happened between me and Aunty Uche. He listened and was also at the same time shocked and perplexed as to the revelations I gave to him.

“So you have started fvcking”? He shouted

“What is fvck”? I questioned

“All the actions you had with Aunty Uche are called Fvcking! She didn’t tell you”? He questioned

“No she didn’t” I replied humbly.

“Was she shouting when you were fvcking her”? He asked inquisitively

“Not much, because she said that mine is still small” I replied confused

“Let me see your Deek” He asked

“What is Deek”? I asked more confused this time around

“Your rod” He replied

“I don’t have a rod” I replied slowly

“Stop behaving like a small boy. For you to have fvcked such a big girl like that makes you a man” he said

“Now listen, that thing that you used to fvck sense into Aunty Uche is called a Deek or Rod! Understand”? He asked

“Wow… Yes I understand” I replied quietly, almost mumbling the words

“When last did you fvck”? He continued asking

“Emm… since she left” I answered

“That is almost a month” He shouted

“Now listen…” as he drew me closer,

“Never go a week or two without digging or fvcking a girl! You grab”? He asked

“Yes… but what if I don’t see a girl to fvck” I asked confused

“Now look around this estate, can you count the amount of girls”? He asked

“No…” I replied

“You know why”? He asked again

“Because there are so many of them” I answered confidently.

“That’s my boy” I shouted midly

“Now, with my help and yours, you will fvck as many pvssies as possible” He said

“What’s pvssy” I asked with keen interest

“It is that sweet hole where your deek enters” He replied

“Clear”? He shouted

“Clear” I replied.

As I went to bed that night, it seemed like another spirit took possession of my brain. I only visualized Aunty Uche’s pvssy as bro Iyke called it, and wished she was here so that I could show her what I have learnt. The night was long as I waited for the news Daddy said he was going to tell in the morning.
After the devotion period in the morning, daddy said we were gonna travel to Lagos for the summer break with Bro iyke. I felt bad because I had already made plans with bro Iyke on how to hunt for the “Big” girls in our estate. I didn’t argue much because Mary and Steph all wanted the trip.

Few days later we were en-route Lagos. Nothing much happened during our Journey and I also didn’t remember much because I slept almost all through the journey. We reached Lagos around Past 6, and we boarded a bus to Maryland, from where we took a Taxi to our house at Ikeja. We were welcomed by a girl, couldn’t see her face well because it was already night. After much question and answer from my Uncle and Aunty, we were ushered to our room.

They had two Girls and a Boy, so Mary and Steph slept with the girls, while I and Bro Iyke slept with the Boy. When we woke up that morning, we observed the morning devotion before we dashed various ways.
The first girl Oge was two years older than I am, Deborah was way younger likewise David the last boy. Immediately I saw Oge in the morning, I fell in love with her. I went straight to Bro Iyke to tell him how I felt about Oge.

“She is your sister ooo” Bro Iyke shouted

“But she doesn’t stay in our house na” I asked

“Yeap, because she is your cousin” He said

“Don’t think of it at all” He said while leaving my presence.

I knew this was going to be a hard nut to crack because my inspiration was gone; but nevertheless, I promised to put up a good fight. Every day was a nightmare; from seeing her in just panties to seeing her enter the bathroom and maintaining body contact, I decided to take the bull by the horn.

Most days during our play period, we always play hide and seek; and trust me, I manipulate my way to always live with Oge. We would hide in various places before someone discovers us, that’s how the game was played.

“Your breast is big” I dropped my first line while we were hiding inside the wardrobe

“But your sister own is bigger” She replied, “I always see you look at my breast” She said

“Yes, because I am just thinking of how soft it is” I said, smiling

She smiled

“Can I touch it”? I added

“Yes, but they might catch us ooo” She said afraid

“Don’t worry, they won’t” I replied like a boss

She gave herself to me in the wardrobe, and I felt how tender her breast was. Truth was that she was even feeling it more than I pressing it. I continued pressing and was about extending my hands down the pvssy area when I heard footsteps approaching and we rearranged back. We were happily caught while it became our own turn to chase others.

Days passed and our intimacy became closer. Most times during the afternoon siesta, anyone can sleep anywhere. She mostly slept in the visitor’s room and I always timed her while I watch out for intruders.

One faithful afternoon, while she slept, and most of the other children followed Bro iyke to the mall, I quietly sneaked into the visitor’s room and gently lay beside her. I extended my hand towards her breast region and started feeling it. This continued without any objection till I heard a voice.

“Won’t they catch us”? She said with a sleepy voice.

“No, they have all gone out” I replied

“Ok na” She said while adjusting very well for me to come closer

I quickly raised her skirt and saw her white panties. I didn’t hesitate to eliminate the obstacle and right in my front was the pvssy of my beautiful cousin.

“Do you have a boyfriend”? I asked

“No, Daddy doesn’t even allow us talk to boys”,

“Even after school, we enter the car and come home” She said.

“Let me lick your vargeenia” I requested with boldness.

She kept silent, and I took that as an affirmation.

I quickly inserted my tongue and started licking it like I practiced with Aunty Uche and she cried like someone who was possessed by a demon. I continued for over 10 minutes diligently with my duty. I brought out my deek and asked her to lick it, but she rejected and I asked her to spread her legs so that I could enter. She was about spreading her legs, while I heard movements within the compound and we withdrew ASAP and changed base.

I was always waiting for another free day to come, but it never did. I made sure that every opportunity in our Hide and Seek game was utilized very well. In a situation I almost injured her with my finger while my hands were tinkling her blocked pvssy.

“Can we do that again” Oge asked while I was sleeping on the parlor sofa.

“There is a place we can go and hide and do it again” She said.

Oge lead me and I followed quietly behind. It was like a storehouse, and when we opened the door, Behold we saw…

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24 comments

  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

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