PART 2 TEACHER CHUKS BY OPEYEMI OJERINDE AKINTUNDE

PART 2 TEACHER CHUKS BY OPEYEMI OJERINDE AKINTUNDE:

Jemima must have seen the look of interest in my eyes and the way I was putting my hands in to my trouser pockets to talk relaxation to my manhood,

because it’s longing for Jemima who was always very obvious,

almost standing erect anytime she smiled at me.

She knew I wanted her, even though I appeared shy in her presence.

One day, shewalked up to me while I was waiting for her brother who had gone on errands…“Can you handle me?”

Was all Jemima asked, she walked away from me, swaying her large hips while looking over her shoulder and giggling at me.

She walked towards her parent’s room and left the door to the room wide opened.

I could see her unbuttoning her cloth, while still looking at me…

I was glued… I had been starved of quality television ever since we got to the north and this screen Jemima was playing for me was too interesting

to be ignored….but yet I heard the loud voice of my mother playing in my head,“Don’t awaken Love when it is not ripe, Control your Longing, Don’t let your Longing Control you”…That was my mother’s voice during our family morning devotion that day…I was hearing the replay so loud and clear,

but by that time Jemima was fully naked, her breasts stood firm like two large oranges asking me to come squeeze them and have a full suck…

Her hips stood distinctively asking me to come caress them and out of the blues, I started crying… I was

crying at the perfection of beauty that stood before me and how I longed to have it, but yet my mother’s words were like heavy steel on my legs….“Hey,

Guy why are you looking like a zombie?” I heard Haruna’s voice… Haruna had entered unnoticed and as he followed my gaze, he saw

his naked Sister who started rushing to wear her pants…“Almighty God!” Haruna screamed….

That was my saving Grace, I bolted out of the house, muttering “THANK YOU JESUS!

Although another part of me kept telling me I just missed an opportunity of a lifetime…I avoided Haruna’s place for two weeks, although Haruna apologized on behalf of his sister…However, another day of test came.

For those two weeks I avoided Haruna’s place, I was always imagining another opportunity, because my hunger for Jemima was hot.

I had gone to Haruna’s again for his textbook but met his absence.

I met Jemima picking some beans, the moment she sighted me, she ran inside.

I followed her in, trying to see if I could tell her that I held nothing against her, but Alas!

She had stripped herself naked again and she said these wicked words…“I thought you were a big boy, I didn’t know you were a mommy’s boy”I should have bolted out of the house, but I followed the string of lust pulling me towards her.

Jemima took away my virginity and that was the beginning of my journey.

I became addicted to her like I was high on something because No day could go without me having Jemima.

It could be very early in the morning on my way to school in an uncompleted building at around 6:30 am or during break time when I gave the security men tips to let me get out or late at night when I lied to my parents I was going to study with Haruna….Jemima was never exhausted, she was a horse as she taught me all sorts.

I was having the best time of my life, I was still very brilliant at school,

so my parents didn’t suspect anything except once that my mother found a pack of Protective Condoms in my school bag…

I had to lie to my naive mother who didn’t like to push things, she always believed her children.

I told her I seized it from one of the younger students….Till now,

I don’t know why my parents never knew the terrible life I was living …I guess they trusted me too much.

Even if God had shown my parents in their dream, I am sure they would have waved it, because I was a very good boy at home and at School.

Jemima was my only weak point and devil. READ MORE:

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