NYSC: National Year Of Sex And Comfort Episode 34 By MaziOmenuko

The lecture for the day was interesting. The Hiv/Aids awareness group came for their lecture and to induct new members.
They entertained us with funny dramas from older corp members. They educated us on the preventive measures for hiv/aids and other std's. They played a small game of condom wearing for the guys and tampoon for the ladies.
It was funny when the guy picked up to represent the guys was asked to wear a condom in the presence of we all. Of course he refused!
Then he was giving a plastic model of a d'kk and asked to practice with it. He did it nicely, at least according to us watching. But the moderator pointed out some things he did that were wrong;

"Never tear a condom with your teeth! You may damage the latex."

"Never hold the base of the condom, always the tip. You may rub off the lubricant if you do."

"Never wear a condom on a limp d'kk."

And so on. . .

When it was time for demonstration on wearing the female tampoon, the crowd waited patiently as the female corp member was asked to UnCloth and wear the tampoon.

Of course she refused and once again, the moderator demonstrated it verbally:

"Before and after inserting a tampon, always make sure your hands are super clean and have just been washed. It’s also a good idea to become familiar with your body as it’s easier to insert a tampon when you know where it’s going. So, get into a comfortable position, maybe try standing with one foot on the edge of the bath or the toilet, grab a small mirror, and place it between your legs and have a look. Find your labia (the lips or folds of skin covering the entrance to your v.a.gi.na) and gently spread it open with your fingers to find the entrance to your vagina. This is where the tampon goes.

We watched excitedly as she demonstrated using her fingers.

"Show us!"

Someone shouted from the crowd and everyone laughed.

She continued the lecture on fixing tampon.

"Slant the tampon towards your lower back and ease it into your vagina by pushing it with your index finger as far as it will go. Just make sure you keep the tampon at an angle and don’t try and push it straight. This will help make things as easy and comfortable as possible. The string should also stay outside your body so you can easily remove the tampon later on.
You shouldn’t be able to feel the tampon if you’ve inserted it properly. . ."

She called on corpers that would love to join the Hiv awarness group and would continue it during their cds. A lot of people indicated. I had a lot on my shoulders already, but it was obvious everyone was joining one group or the other, so I included my name.
Who knows, I may be opportune to meet more girls during the meetings. Since everything was going to be 'raw', then actions may follow up the talks.

After that, it was a free distribution of condoms to all that cared. I watched as people strived to get the free condoms flying around. Even the girls were stuffing their waist bags with the condoms.

I retired to the hostel after the lecture. After resting for a while, I called Ms Enoh and informed her I wanted to see her.

"Mrs. Okhi is around." She informed me.

"No problem. I'm coming over, I need her help as regards to my ppa."

I got to Ms Enoh's office and Mrs. Okhi was busy as usual filling forms and recording them on her desktop computer. She responded as I greeted and continued her work.

I sat with Ms Enoh as she too was busy filling some forms. I told her what was bordering me. She smiled and asked where I wanted to serve.

"Anywhere that will give me enough comfort." I replied.

"And s'e'x?" She asked and smiled.

"Yes. Comfort and s'e'x."

"You can find that at the high institutions." She informed me.

Now that's interesting!

She informed me of the tertiary institutions at kogi state; The Federal university of science and Technology, kogi state university, Federal polytechnic, idah. She advised me that the federal polytechnic, idah will be the best for me.

"Why?" I asked.

"The universities have a habit of rejecting corp members posted to them. So if they reject you, you end up looking for another ppa. But the Federal poly will find you useful, they may even give you some courses to lecture."

It sounded like a good idea. But one thing was worrying me, idah was among the kogi east zones I was warned about. This nysc was going to be a year of s'e'x and comfort for me so I didn't want an environment that would limit that.

"I will think about it." I informed her.

"You have to make up your mind on time. Posting will be rounded off this week." She informed me.

I left the quarters thinking of where will be the best place for my ppa.

I met the volleyball captain and adeola beside the court. I met them and asked how the training was going. It happened that they were waiting for other members to join so they could train together. Soon, they converged, including the new recruits. I watched as they practised.

"Hold this." One of the new recruits motioned towards me, handing me her phone and wedding rings. I kept the items inside my waist bag.

Moments later during the practise, her phone rang and I handed it to her. She excused herself and walked out to take the call. She spoke for some minutes and headed to the hostel. After watching the practise, the football match between platoon 1 and 10 started and I went to watch it.

After the one-sided match which platoon 10 thumped platoon 1 4 - 0, I left for the hostel.

I remained at the hostel chating with the ugly one. He wanted us to hang out at the mami that night.

"I'm taking a new girl out for tidying this night." He said excitedly.

"Where are you guys going?" I asked him.
"The photographer's place." He answered.

I called Oge and informed her I was going to be busy, filling forms for Ms Enoh. She sounded disappointed and I told her we will reschedule. Then I left with the ugly one to the mami. After some minutes, his new catch came and joined us while I called wangu to join us.

We stayed at the mami until it was lights out. The military men left us and chased others inside their hostels, later joining us at the mami.

I quitely informed wangu that it was time for our rendezvous. The drink was already making me Hot.
We negotiated through back of shops until we got to the lonely store use. It was in a secluded place and I remembered coming there at a particular stage of the registration.

We moved to the front and got to the door. I noticed an old rusted padlock lying on the ground. A brand-new one was used to lock the door.

Wangu pulled on the lock like her life depended on it; she tried all she could but the lock wouldn't cave. I showed her the old padlock on the floor; they must have changed it during the day. she was disappointed, so was I.

We walked back to our hostels:. . .

It was indeed a memorable evening I was left to lament on cancelling my date with Oge only to be met with this ill-luck. . .

I walked back to my hostel and forced myself to sleep. . .

NYSC: National Year Of Sex And Comfort Episode 33 By MaziOmenuko

Wangu and I left the restaurant and I headed to the hostel to freshen up before the biggle for morning lectures will start.

The ugly one was going through the contents of his locker when I returned. He rushed to meet me as I sat on bed down bunk. He knew I went to Ms Enoh's, so he was expecting a load down of events.

I told him everything, deliberately skipping the first embarrassment of my c.o.ming too early. We guys love gloating about our escapades, but hardly share our f'ck'ups with each other.

He hailed me when I finished with the tale. He was very impressed as he listened attentively as I wrapped up the tale with this morning adventure.

"Bravo!" He hailed as I went out to take my bath.
When I returned, the ugly one was arranging some papers on his bed. He looked serious and was very meticulous about it. I dressed up and asked what the papers were for.

"My medical papers." He answered.

"You mean the fake ones you use for dodging morning parade?" I asked nonchalantly but turned around to look at his face when he didn't answer.

"They are not fake." He muttered. "They are real."
I drew close to look at the papers. It had the letter head of Federal Medical Centre, Owerri with other smaller attached papers indicating lab results and others.

"What medical condition do you have then?" I asked, surprised at this new twist. I remembered him telling me they were fake papers and he needed them just to dodge the parade.

"I'm a sickler, and I had asthma." He said coldly.
I was surprised. I knew he looked sick and frail, with his big head and tiny neck, but never knew he was a sickler.

How on earth does he manage to drink and smoke heavily like that with those medical conditions?
We talked for sometime. He showed me his drugs, the balm, mint and other oral drugs.
"I'm going to submit the papers at the office, it will be used to facilitate my redeployment." He said.

"You are going back to imo state?" I asked.
"Of course. The only fun in nysc is this 3 weeks camping. After the camp, your primary assignment is going to be hectic and will surely leave a bitter taste in your mouth." He said.

"It can't be that bad!" I had to object.

"It is! You will be sent to a place and be expected to adapt and start working immediately. You will be paid stipends, not enough to buy a bottle of Remi Martins. And worst of it all, some of the ppa's don't give accommodation. You will squat in a hostel with other corpers or forced to pay for accommodation."

Wow! I had really never thought about place of primary assignment, which is going to take up the large chunk of the one year. I couldn't imagine myself being sent to one of the local and interior villages of kogi. Sometimes, while at camp, I hear people make jokes of interior areas like ogori/mongogo and other places.

One year in a bush!

"I'm going back to imo. There are few oil companies drilling oil in egbema land. With my dad's connection, I will for sure be working in one of them." He informed me.

It was obvious he had all things worked out already. He must have planned it even before coming to camp. He was going to apply for redeployment on health grounds, he had all his papers ready.

For once, I sat back to think ahead. I have been basking in the euphoria of camp that I forgot it was just three weeks, that the bulk of the service thingy lay on the place of primary assignment. Ms Enoh had once mentioned that I would likely be posted to a secondary school to teach. How will I survive a village secondary school for a full year. I decided I was going to make some enquiries about possible best places to do your ppa at kogi. Then I would ask Ms Enoh to help me work my deployment to that place. If she can't, she will always have links on how it could be done. Also, her office mate, Mrs. Okhi was in charge of deployments. So one way or the other, I was going to work out something.

"What are you thinking of?" The voice of the ugly one brought me back to reality.

"Nothing much, just the possibility of getting a good ppa."

"Redeploy to somewhere else now. There's nothing in kogi except secondary schools and ministries. You are an engineer and you don't need to waste your one year doing office works or teaching mathematics to some block heads." He said smiling. It was a long shot, I had no redeployment papers, so it was obviously going to be an impossible task.

I decided I was going to ask around and know where to work my ppa.

I once saw the Winners Corpers'
Fellowship Tent behind the temporary bathrooms on the way to the Mami market. They had corpers of previous batches come to camp to advice corpers on what to do. I moved to the tenth to seek advice.

There were a lot of them that morning while I got there. They attended to me with opens arms like they've been expecting me all day. They were warm and welcoming. They all paid attention to me as I told them the small dilemma I faced. I wanted a good place for my PPA and I had someone who would help me work it. I wanted to hear from them, their PPA's, Local governments, how much they are paid, what the environment is like, how expensive things were, how welcoming are the people; and above all, how fine are the girls although I didn't ask the last one; it was god's house and I've learnt my lessons about messing up in his house.

"I serve at a secondary school in Ogori/mangogo. Its a suburb, the people are friendly, they schools pay N5,000, almost the highest at kogi." Said the guy who identified himself as Ayodele. "You will get to drink a lot of palm wine and bust meat." He concluded and they all laughed.

"I serve here in kabba local govt. council. There is no work to do, we just sign attendance every morning then return to the corpers lodge. Its kind of boring, I'm still looking for what to be doing to supplement and keep myself busy." Said the second guy. I didn't need to ask him how much they pay. I can't imagine myself staying idle for an entire year!

"My PPa is at Ibaji Local Govt
where you have to go on water to cross from Idah to the Local Govt and the boat moves just once in a week thats on tuesday market day. If you ever miss that boat, you have to wait a week later for the next market day."

Jesu kristiii!!!

I kept listening hard.

"I'm serving at ejuku, in yegba east local governement," said a lady seated opposite me. "the general pay in most local govts in kogi is N1,000 per month. My local govt pays it as a sum at the end of your stay, that is 11k when you are passing out. Its only the villages like ogori mangongo that pays better."

God, please, let me get a good news.

"What of Lokoja, the state capital?" I had to ask after enduring the long discouraging talks. They exchanged glances with each other for some time like there was something secret I wasn't supposed to hear. Then, finally, Ayodele opened up.

"Don't ever work your service to Lokoja." Others nodded to concur.

"What is wrong with Lokoja?" I had to ask.

"Extreme weather condition; the heat in Lokoja is round the year. The power supply at Lokoja is pathetic! Towns outside Lokoja enjoys power supply than Lokoja. There is accomodation wahala, rooms are very expensive and most ppa's don't provide accomodation. There is also a limited place of primary assignment."

Wow!

"Although there are opportunities at Lokoja to make extra cash like private lessons, exam runs, computer lessons and so on."

I nodded my head as I listened to them give their invaluable advice.

"My ppa is at ofu local govt. A suburb that links to the east. Asaya is 5 hrs from ofu. Kogi is not friendly I must tell you. If you are posted to the kogi east regions wich consists of ofu, igalamela/
odolu, idah, ibaji, ankpa, dekina, bassa, olamboro, please never try to pursue their women!" One of them said and they all laughed.
I thought it was a joke but he seriously continued.
" The igala people don't joke wt there ladies, they might kill or hurt u if u sleep wt dia ladies. So, jst go there and serve your father land." He concluded.

That's it!

I've heard enough! What sort of tribe will hurt you if you sleep with their ladies? At least, I've learnt one important thing, if I'm going to endure a one year of ppa at kogi state, I must not get posted to the kogi east regions.

You can't deny a man money, and still deny him girls to f'u'c'k!!!

Never!

The biggle for lectures was blown and I headed to the lecture hall.

Oge saw me and walked up to me.

"Where have you been hiding?" I asked her.
"Hide ke? I actually dodge the lectures. But it seems the military men has found out and they are being strict with us at the female hostel."

"How are thingd going?" She asked and I told her how hectic its been with the job as a platoon leader.

"Well, we can always go to our hideout and relax anytime," she said with a smile on her face.

"Yea," I replied without giving it a second thought. Its been days now since I made out with her at the restaurant. Considering the fact that I already made out with the attendant at the restaurant, I didn't want complications.
But Oge was serious.
"What of this night?" She asked.

This night!

I already had plans with wangu. She had whispered in my ears that morning that she found out a packing store at the one of the registration offices we could stay and make out. She was sure the place was isolated and secured.

According to her, the officials use it as office during the day and lock it at night. But one of the officials sent her there on an errand one evening after close of work, the official just asked her to pull the padlock that it would open. It happened that the padlock was spoilt, so the just lock it and in the morning when they come to work, they pull it open by applying a small force.

I didn't know the excuse to give to oge, I couldn't think of any as at then, so I agreed on meeting her later.
Before then, I would come up with an excuse and call her to cancel the date.

I looked forward to the date with Wangu; it was going to be a long day, but the thought of the events waiting on me for the night kept my heart warm. . .

It was worth it. .

My Office, My Clients And My Career Episode 17

she picked up her phone that was on the table……….
Mrs Juliet:lemme even see all these pictures this guy snapped
today
“She started going through her phone”saying so many things
whenever she scroll to one…she was just doing that all alone while
I concentrated on my musical channel

Mrs Juliet: Come and see something snakie…come, come, come
and see
I moved closer to where she seated…….

Me:lolzzzz……so, actually dig it seriously hard like this, I missed
ooo

Mrs Juliet:I never knew the yeye boy was capturing the video..i
only asked him to take picture

Me: lolzz…..its lovely sha…if you can dance like this, I wonder wat
your dancing step will be like when you are younger

Mrs Juliet: Me? I use to dance very well oooo

Me:It shows ma……..

Mrs Juliet: see me..see me…hehehehe, this boy nay yeye, he just
dey capture everytyn

Me: atleast the memory will be there ma……..

Mrs Juliet:I will definitely transfer all these to my laptop

Me:Where is the laptop lemme help you with that……..

Mrs Juliet: I even forgot you are here sef……Its upstairs, lemme go
and bring it for you

Me:Ohk ma

Mrs Juliet:Or lets even go sef, come and collect it…….

Me:Ohk….”I followed her like mumu
We walk straight upstairs, there was another mini sitting room
upstairs, I guess that’s where they use to relax if they don’t want
to come down, I sat down on a chair, there’s a couch for resting,
she laid down on that one just beside me…went inside her room to
bring the laptop, I put it on.

Me:Password ma

Mrs Julliet: Jullie74

Me:ohk ma…
I located the cable and started the transfer….she brought out one
ointment and started rubbing it on her leg………….

Me:Am done Ma….

Mrs Juliet: Everytyn transferred

Me:yes ma..i even do the back up of all what you have on your
fone

Mrs Juliet: Hey yah….Thank You so much dear.

Me:Can I help you with that ma….

Mrs Juliet: Ahhh…thank you very much
I collected the ointment from her hand, rub it on my palm and
started from her feet, she relaxed her back very well and closed
her eyes the moment I started rubbing my hand on her leg…I was
using my two hands to handle one leg one after the other to her
knees…after like five minutes, she said I should move a bit upward
to her thigh….I applied the ointment on my palm and started all
over again…..I started rubbing my hand on the thigh, my two hand
on each thigh massaging them religiously and romantically….with
courage I started moving my hands upward…madam eyes were
still closed and all her hands stretched down……the ediot Dickson
was already hard inside my jean…….little by little, my hand was
totally up, I realised madam was not putting on any pant, I started
rubbing my hand on her topmost part and using my hand to brush
down her clean, neat kitty cat tip…that was my concentration and
after a while, I will use my hand to tickle the kitty cat…..madam
eyes were still closed with just uhmmm anytym my hand tickled
her kitty cat…..After a while, madam gave me a sign pointing to
her chest and removed my hand from down….i understand what
she was saying, I started massaging her chest and didn’t even
take me up to two minutes while massaging her chest before I dig
my hand inside her bweast…I will rub it from chest to the top of
her bweast, I encouraged myself by going fully on the bosom once
and for all…I rubbed my hand on it from top to down locating her
Tip and I will play with it a bit before moving my hand up
again….Madam eyes were still closed and still responding with
uhmmmm.
I continued with one hand and use the other hand to loose the rope
which served as hook to the nighties from her sideways…..i tried
to pull out the rope to free the cloth for me….to my surprise,
madam adjusted her waist for me to do that…….Mrs Juliet was so
fresh that my Dickson raised so hard immediately and I was
tempted……….I knelt down in between her legs,I started playing
with the Tips and handling of bosom, I placed my mouth on the
right bweast and started sucking while playing with the other
Tips……..uhmmmmmm….uhmmmmmmm…uhmmmmmm..i was
sucking like a toddler who have missed his mother’s bweast for
like a year……I continue sucking the bweast interchangeably and
suck her body too…I moved my mouth downward to her kitty cat
and placed my tongue on it…….Yesh…….ahhhhh …
uhmmm…..yes……she pressed my head with her thighs so tight, I
moved my hand upward to her two Tips playing with them, my
tongue was doing the job down diligently….After a while, I released
my hand from up, removed my belt and pull down my jean, I
quickly removed cd from my back pocket and wore it…..It was only
my shirt on me…….
I came back to sucking the bweast all over again…and finger
bleeping her…….wet is an understatement…..the couch and madam
nighties was already filled up with her cum…she jack my Dickson
while I was still sucking her bweast trying to pull my Dickson
toward her kitty cat…..”Now it’s the right time to strike”..i moved
straight from my kneeling position and inserted Dickson inside her
kitty cat…I held her waist and was going slowly…uhmmmmm……
uhmmmmm…uhmmmm..yes…I started going faster after a while
and was bleeping her hard without mercy…….madam tune
changed…..yes…am dead…yes…pls…pls…pls……..pls….yes yes
yes…..I started jerking one by one digging deep inside her
counting one to ten….i was on the third attempt when she sit up
suddenly with urghhhh….as if she couldn’t breath again, I was
scared but she brought her mouth to me and started kissing me…I
relaxed and kissed back….i fondled bweast and was kissing
passionately…I pull her down and laid flat on her and started going
on the missionary style and was faster….madam couldn’t even
make any sound again, all I could see was a sigh of enjoyment
from her…everywhere was extra ordinarily wet, my shirt and her
nighties were wet totally…..i laid flat on her after a while and I was
already coming…….i came and relaxed on her. For the first time,
madam open her eyes……
Mrs Juliet: You have come finally

Me:lolzzz

Mrs Juliet: Hope u are on condom

Me:Definitely

Mrs Juliet:Datz good……

Me:Lolzzz….
She kissed me and I responded

Mrs Juliet: Thank you so much and God bless you…..Thank You

Me:smiled….

My Office, My Clients And My Career Episode 16

As we were moving close towards her area, we realized
everywhere was silent and not too much people on the road…I
asked if that’s how their area was and madam responded that
though its not always noisy but not that empty….we continue
moving and suddenly we started hearing sound…

Me:This sound like gun shot

Mrs Juliet: Gun shot for where……….Continue going jhoor…..
The sound continued as we moved forward, then we saw like 3-5
people running back from the other side…….they couldn’t even wait
to ask what was happening, madam started saying I should move
faster that its like something is wrong in the area…..she placed a
call to someone that I guess was the gateman and instructed him
to stay close to the gate as she’s close to the house.
We got to her place within 3mins, I horn once and the gateman
opened the gate as we enter….

Mrs Juliet: Whats happening Ibrahim

Ibrahim: I heard it’s the Agbero in lawanson

Mrs Juliet:Whats happening to them?

Ibrahim: They said they killed one of them and the other faction is
retaliating the death

Mrs Ibrahim: Na wah ooo

Ibrahim:They started since around after six

Mrs Juliet:Its ohk…..just go back to your post……lock the gate very
well oooo

Ibrahim:Ohk Ma

Mrs Juliet:Pls come with me snakie, lets go inside

Me: I think I need to be going ma, its late already, this is after nine

Mrs Juliet:Going ke, when u hear about what has been happening
in this area abi u get photocopy of your life at home

Me:lolzzz……

Mrs Juliet:Just come inside and wait, lets see if it will go down a
bit so that you can start going or better still u stay till tomorrow
morning before going, tomorrow is Sunday now……………

Me:Yes ma

Mrs Juliet: And there is no work….i will suggest u stay till
tomorrow cos so many things are involve now…police might be on
the road arresting people and you get arrested mistakenly or those
people might still be fighting seriously, stray bullet wont meet us
IJN

Me:Amen Ma.
I followed her inside, the duplex was a well furnished one and
saying that they have taste was an understatement. Money was
spent on the house. I sat on the two seater looking around at the
pictures hanged on the wall, madam has two daughters and their
family pictures and individual ones were all around the sitting
room (“Mrs Juliet husband must be big” I said to myself).
“Deborah….Deborah…..Deborah, abi she don sleep ni” madam
asked………….Deborah walked in from one of the room….Deborah is
a matured lady with an average height, bweast was average and
the Bottom was there too, beautiful in her own way…I was
wondering if she was an house help or not as she looks clean.

Mrs Juliet: Na wah ooo…so, you are sleeping already without
seeing me

Deborah: I slept off mistakenly ma…

Mrs Juliet:ehn..if I don’t die u no even dey concern

Deborah:laughing…I no u cant die now

Mrs Juliet:I hear u…….Abeg get me water, this is my cousin, he will
be sleeping here tonight cos of the wahala happening in our area…
he brought me home and suppose to go back…Go and prepare the
visitors room for him pls
“on my mind, cousin ke? Its good sha as I no want wahala)
Deborah: Ohk Ma….what will you like to take sir

Me:Am ohk….But if I can get water too

Mrs Juliet: U wont eat food

Me:Am filled up ma….water is ohk for me

Mrs Juliet: even me too……..Please gimme some few minutes, I
will be back soon, pls feel free, you are home

Me:Ohk Ma.
Deborah put on the TV for me and put it on channel O, I couldn’t
help but stare on her standing bweast and Bottom..she wasn’t
putting on any bra. She went back to her inside, came back 5mins
later and said

Deborah: Your room is ready, it’s the last one there…..

Me:Ohk……..
Madam was already limping down from the stairs putting on her
nighties…. The nighties was a short gown rolled over her body
with a rope to tie them together by the edge of her stomach..her
cleavage was showing just little……………”damn mrs Juliet is
gorgeous naturally”

Mrs Juliet:Is the visitors room ready

Deborah:Yes Ma………..

Mrs Juliet:So, you want to go and sleep be that

Deborah: Smiled, yes ma

Mrs Juliet: Good night

Deborah: Good night Ma

Mrs Juliet: Hope you are ohk snakie?

Me:Am fine Ma……
All my eyes and thought was on deborah as she walk back to her
room….I was already fantasizing on how her dangling bweast will
look like in my mouth

My Office, My Clients And My Career Episode 15

Mrs Juliet joined me in the car not too long when I got back…..”am
very sorry for the delay” she said……”no problem ma” I responded
to her and we started moving

Mrs Juliet: So, what tym did u arrive here

Me:Around 5:30-6pm

Mrs Juliet: And u didn’t call my attention

Me:It was late before I see you cos I hardly noticed you

Mrs Juliet: How……..

Me:You are looking so different ma

Mrs Juliet:In what way……………

Me:Sincerely, you look like a chick with your outfit

Mrs Juliet:Sweet sixteen I guess

Me:Even less than that……and your beauty kill it all

Mrs Juliet:You don’t mean it….

Me:Am serious Ma…….On a normal day if I meet you outside, I
would have started toasting you before realising you are not my
age mate…

Mrs Juliet:You are not serious….so, if I ask you to guess my age
what will you say

Me:Late thirties I guess…….

Mrs Juliet: lolzzz…now u see, you are falling for my physique and
stature already

Me:yes ma…..cos ur beauty says it all and your physique is
awesome..i wish my wife can also be like this so that we can
enjoy ourselves for long

Mrs Juliet:Am in my early fourties very close to fourty five

Me:And I guess your next birthday will be your 45th.

Mrs Juliet: Yes of cos………

Me: That’s good Ma…..i so much love your stature Ma…………….You
look gorgeous tonight, I hope daddy tell u dat before leaving home

Mrs Juliet: He was not home when I left…

Me:ehn ehn….

Mrs Juliet: He travelled to Abuja o a business trip since lastweek,
he suppose to come back today but he called me earlier in the day
that his return will be on Monday due to some delay

Me:ohk…so no one assessed you? Well have done that on his
behalf sha…..you look gorgeous

Mrs Juliet: Thank you my dear………………..
She was just smiling all through our conversation till we
connected through Third mainland bridge and yaba, then
something happened when we got to sabo yaba roundabout close
to the pedestrian bridge….A danfo coming from the other side
rammed into us madam match break immediately and I almost hit
my head on the windscreen and same to her too……I was so
scared, thank God there was no other car close to us from behind,
it would have been something else. While still trying to get oursef,
the yeye driver that rammed into us started ranting and saying all
sort of things and zoomed off……”madam sorry”..hey yah…”so
sorry””he’s an edioot” “that’s how they behave”…”thank God you
are not hurt”..those are the words we are hearing from
people…….We came down from the car and madam was limping
already, we checked through the car and everytyn was ohk………

Me:That guy is an ediot

Mrs Juliet:He’s something else

Me:and he just zoomed off without thinking of what happened to
us

Mrs Juliet: U no them now…..maybe he has smoked what they use
to smoke

Me:we thank God for our life……

Mrs Juliet: Pls take the car key, I cant drive, my leg and chest is
aching

Me:No problem ma. Pls lets go ma.
I moved to the driver’s seat and started driving, Mrs Juliet said i
should pass through stadium and drop her home then she will ask
someone to drop me when we get to her house at the nearest
place I can get a bus to my house……

NYSC: National Year Of Sex And Comfort Episode 32 By MaziOmenuko

The sound of footsteps walking outside woke me up. I opened my eyes and saw a strange room. It was not crowded as usual with people wearing white shirt and white shorts. There were no double bunk beds, and I wasn't at an upper bunk. The room was not hot and stuffy like the one I've been waking up from lately. It was well ventilated as air came in and out naturally. I didn't perceive the foul smell of $hit from the window whenever air tried to enter.

Was I dreaming?

I looked at the bed where I was and I n'a'ke'd lady was lying beside me. Then the events of last night hit me. I had spent the night at Ms Enoh's room.

She was still fast asleep. I checked my time, 6:48 am!

The morning parade must have started. How did I sleep that much? I searched for my phone but couldn't find it. I walked to the toilet and eased myself, then saw my phone on the floor, I had some missed calls, the most recent being wangu. I returned her call, and from the noisy background, I could guess she was at parade ground.

"Where are you?" She asked as she picked the call.

I told her I was back at the hostel and will soon join them at the parade ground. I asked her to get the attendance and hung up.
Ms Enoh was still sleeping peacefully. I must have outdone her last night. I found my clothes as I began to dress.

"Where are you going?" She asked with a drowsy voice.

I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.
"I'm going for morning parade," I said trying to pull away but she held me and dragged me back to the bed.

"Forget the parade, stay with me this morning."

We clutched at each for a while before our mouth found each other's. We kissed as we clutched on the bed for a long time. She caressed my head, chest, belly and d'c'kk on the process. I already had an early morning erec't'io'n, and with the little teasing and stroking she was giving me, I felt Hot once more.
I knelt on the bed and wore my condom, spread her legs and rubbed her clit with my fingers for some time. I used the tip of my di'ck'k to caress and rub on her cli't once more before sliding it perfectly into her wet c'u,n't.


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Day 10 - Thursday
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I left the nysc quarters after the morning sex with Ms Enoh and headed to the parade ground. Ms Enoh had confirmed that Mrs Okhi would be coming to work from Lokoja that morning.

I met the parade almost through. It was as if all the members of my platoon was waiting for me to arrive as many problems where waiting to be attended to, most of which had to do with money. I instructed Amina to dish out the funds she had collected so as to offset some of the debts so far. I was briefed by wangu on recent developments and announcements made.
The football competition was to start that evening with platoon 10 playing against platoon 1. The next day, 9 would play 2, 8 against 3 and so on. The volleyball schedule was also out, and at the evenings, the drama and dance competitions were to commence.

After the morning parade, wangu and I held a small meeting with those appointed to oversee some stuffs for the platoon. Sani, the football team captain lamented that there's always a low turnout for the training, but that they had a full team.

They volleyball captain informed me of her progress. She had succeeded in recruiting two new members and they will start training immediately.
Amina reported her progress in collection of funds and how those funds had been disbursed so far.
The lady in charge of the cultural group was more positive than the rest. She claimed everything was in control. It was obvious she knew what she was doing. I noticed the wedding ring in her arm as she briefed us on how far they've gone in hiring of costumes, preparing dance tracks and even demonstrated the dance styles she was planning on teaching her group. We laughed as she twisted her waist and moved her arms side to side like the dance steps done in indian movies. She even caught the attention of passers by as she demonstrated for us.

"What's your name?" I asked her after the little meeting.

"Sonia."

"You are too good at this," I commended her.

"That's my field," she said.

We talked for some minutes. She was a graduate of Music and Drama Arts from the university of port harcourt.

"Music and drama?" I asked.

"Yes, some schools offer it as Theatre arts." She informed me.

"Any plans after service?" I asked her.

"Well, I may be travelling abroad to join my husband. Before then, I will certainly hook up with the Nigerian entertainment industry." She said.

I noticed wangu was staring at us and was possibly waiting for me.

"How about we hang out and you tell me more about your dream?" I asked her.

She hesitated for a while, then agreed.
"Why not."

We exchanged numbers and I went to meet wangu.

"You want to join the dance group?" She asked sarcastically and I smiled.
"No, do you want me to join?"
"No be ur mates dey play football?" She was laughing out.
We held hands and walked to the accounts department to collect our transport allowance.
The crowd had reduced and within some minutes, we signed the money and left.
We headed to the mami where we had some noodles and egg for breakfast. We talked about strategies to ensure our platoon wins trophies. She highlighted some of the social events competition to include dance, drama, cooking competition, Ms Nysc, Ms hot legs, big and bold, pretty face (guys), Mr macho (guys) and some other events. She was making suggestion about who will represent the platoon in each of the events.
"Chifawu can represent us in Ms nysc," she said, referring to my RCCF friend that worked with OBS. I didn't know all the criteria needed for contestants so I asked her to make more enquiries before handing the form to anyone.

"I missed you," she said. That was the first time she had said something deep since after the escapade with the military man.

"I know, I feel the same way too." I informed her.

"I had fun their, even before the military man ca.me and disrupted us." She said.

"I had fun, but it was ruined and I was forced to carry loose s'p'e'rm around." I said and she laughed out. The laughter was so loud that the few people at the canteen looked up strangely at us.

"Is it still there?" She asked.

"Yes."

Liar!

"And I'm feeling heavy with it." I concluded.

"We need to do something about the unfinished business then." She said winking at me.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked as she continued her smile.

She leaned over and whispered something into my ear. . .

Something I was sure could work out. . .

It did work out. . .

NYSC: National Year Of Sex And Comfort Episode 31 By MaziOmenuko

I got myself ready and headed to the quarters. I was feeling so Hot that any girl that passes me got my d'kk standing. I strolled towards the quarters as the journey seemed to be longer than it used to be. I was almost running to the quarters.

Finally, I got there.

I knocked and waited for a reply.

I knocked again and heard her call out from the inner room for me to enter. I did.

"Lock the door!" She called out again and I did.

She called out that I should wait for her so I sat at her desk and waited for her. There was nothing to do, the laptop was on, showing the windows desktop. I noticed some programmes minimised at the task bar. I clicked on one of them, it was a microsoft word document. I clicked the second one, a windows game version of who wants to be a millionaire. I tried playing it but couldn't win more than $1000. The questions were all strange and the few I got was with the help of the 3 life lines. It was boring. I minimised it and clicked the next minimised program and was amazed as a video clip of p'o'r'n flashed on the screen.

Ms Enoh had been watching p'o'r'n!

It was in pause mode so I clicked play and watched the wild p'o'r'n showing on the screen. My system was on fire, coupled with the hard-ons I've been getting all morning, and the loose s'p'e'r'm hanging somewhere inside my d'I'c'kk.
Soon, Ms Enoh came out of the inner room and came towards me. She was wearing an evening gown, which did little to hide her top bossoms. I could almost see the white pant she was putting on through the fabric of her gown. I clicked the minimise button, but the media player was still playing the porn at the task bar as the sounds was still coming out from the laptop.

"Why did you minimise it?" She asked as she reached for the touchpad and maximised it back to full screen. She sat beside me, crossed her legs against my laps as we watched the p'o'r'n. I got busy with my hands on her laps, stroking the inside of her laps and rubbing her front crotch on the process.
With the loose spe'r'm's on my balls, the p'o'r'n I was watching and the caress I was giving her laps, I was quaking with ecstasy as my entire body system was almost on fire.

I reached for her lips and started kissing her hungrily. She responded with the same tenacity as we kissed and I kept my hands busy in between her laps.

She stood up and walked into the inner room. I fixed my stare on her a'r's'e which was dancing as she walked; I followed her.

The room had two beds at each end, a small wooden stand where cloths are hanged and their belongings. A small passage lead to the inside, which I suspected had the kitchen, bathroom and toilet. She stood at one extreme of the bed staring at me like she was about to change her mind. The words of the ugly one rang in my head:

"A woman's heart is soft and flexible. She can see you this minute and decides to f'u'c'k you, and see you the next minute and concludes you are not her type. So whenever you have that little opportunity, tidy her!"

Was she trying to change her mind on me? I'll be damned! With all the loose s'p'e'r'ms looking for an escape root out of my d'k'kk.

The violent taketh it by force!

I moved to where she was seated at the extreme of the bed. I kissed her on the lips, reached for the thin sleeves on her shoulders holding the gown to her body and moved it aside. It fell freely, exposing her full b're'a's't hanging and staring at me. The n-i'p'le's where hard and protrudes forward. I sucked at them, teasing them with my tongue and they grew stiffer.

Ms Enoh was not reacting like I was really exciting her with my sucks and teases. Her body reacted to me, but she just held me close to herself without moaning and taking those deep breaths I was used to. I sucked harder and teased her, the reaction was almost same.

She was a cougar!

I moved my hands into her laps as I sucked the ni'p'le's. I caressed the inside of her laps, reached for her pants and pulled them down. My d'kk was so hard and I felt small twitch of my d'kk muscles like I was about to come. I wore the condom and noticed some fluids had already escaped my d'ckk and clustered at its tip. I moved her legs apart, directed my hard di'kk inbetween her legs, moved into her with a hard thrust. The walls of her veegee contracted on my di'c'k as I hit the inside of her. The pleasure was overwhelming as I felt the heaviness on my d'I'kk start to move upwards to its tip. I tried to relax a bit but rather found myself thumping into her furiously and uncontrollably and before I could say jack, I poured all the s'p'e'r'm's stored up in my d''kk.

I was embarrassed at myself. I looked at her as she lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It was obvious from the look on her face that she was disappointed too. I knew she would tag me a one minute man, heck, it wasn't even up to a minute!

I pulled out the condom and noticed the large quantity of sp'e'rm contained there in. It was so full that most of the sp'e'r'm still dripped from my d'I'kk after removing the condom. I was still worried about the outcome of this lousy f'u'c'kk I just had. I feared Ms Enoh would not want to have s'e'x with me again. It was obvious that both I, the f'u'c'kker and she, the f'u'ckkee has agreed that the f'u'c'k that was f'u'c'k'ked was not well f'u'c'kked.

My fear came into reality when she asked me to go.

"Mrs Okhi may still return this night, so its better you return to your hostel." That was the only word she had said to me. I knew that the moment I step out of that room, that was the end of my sexual encounter with her.

Will I accept this defeat and walk away?

Of course not!

She needs to see the real me, not this facade she just witnessed. First impression mattered, and if I allow this first impression to be this terrible few seconds I just had now, it would be a slap on my ego, and worse still, the last I would see of that a'r's'e.

I didn't border responding to her comment. I knew what the problem was, and I knew what the solution was too.

I just needed few minutes to get my system running again. I wore my boxers and helped myself with a cup of water from the jug on the table, then joined her on the bed. She backed me and faced the wall. I started kissing her back, up to her neck, and rubbed her bare a'r's'e on the process.

"You have to go now before she meets you here." She said without turning.

I ignored her and kept kissing her back. I tried to turn her, she hesitated for a while , then turned. I sucked her b'r'ea'st but she wasn't responding.

I wasn't discourage. I wasn't going to give up!

I moved my tongue down her belly, teased her belly-button on the process.

I was trying to buy time, to revive the muscles of my d'c'kk which was limp from the heavy flow it just let out. Gradually, the pressure starting to return to my d'I'c'kk. I knew the protocol, just keep it cool until it regains its lost pressure, then you are good to go.

She was calm as I teased her belly with my tongue, then kissed her laps, spread her legs apart as I located her clit within the thick lips of her c'u'n't. It was a well matured c'u'n't, thick with muscles lining the walls. I teased and licked her cli't'o'ri's with my tongue. She moved her hips in reflex. I spread the legs wider, extending the thick skin covering the clit as I lick and hit it with my tongue successively. She took in deep breaths as she moved her hips against my tongue. The pressure in my d'kk had returned and it was hard for action. But I knew better, it had to wait.

I licked and teased her with my tongue, flapping it against her clit which had swollen up so much that it protruded forward. I inserted the 'f-u-c-k-y-o-u' finger slowly into her and felt her muscles twitch. I manipulated her slowly as I sucked her cl'it. She moved her hips against my tongue, held my head and kept tugging it down her honey-pot.

I moved out of her, reached for my condom and wore it. I moved her legs apart, directed my d'ic'kk at the entrance of her c'u,nt and moved my hips straight into her wet c'u,n't.

For the first time, I heard her moan out. I held her legs high up, supporting them on my shoulder as I thumped into her ferociously.
Somehow, I managed to practise one of the tricks I once read in a book. I removed my mind totally from the thumping and banging I was giving her, I closed my ear to the moans she was giving, I blanked my eyes from her large bosom that was bouncing heavily on her chest and moved my mind to something else; what better thing than to think of my favourite sports - Lawn tennis!

I kept banging her, hitting her c'u,n't walls at different spots, adjusting my hips to provide variety of angles as she moaned loudly with each thrust.

I thought about my favourite lawn tennis player, Roger Federar defeated Rafael Nadal to win his 5th wimbledon title in 5 successive years. I wondered why Nadal always beat him on clay court, while he beats Nadal on grass court. I wondered why he is yet to see much success on the French Open.

The legs resting on my shoulders got heavy. I brought them down, reached for the pillow, placed it close to her and moved her hips on top of the pillow. It elevated the hips to a nice angle which ensured her clit got full contact with the shaft of my hard d'I'kk as I thump her.

Then I continued my thoughts. . .

I thought about the british over hyped player Andy Murray. I wondered why the british press loves praising mediocrity. I could bet my last dime that the 5th ranked serbian, Djokovich will beat Murray anytime, any day.

The loud moans and screams brought back my attention to the thumping I was giving her. She was moving her hips hysterically as she sat up a bit to hold me tight to her body. The cl'I'ma.x gave me a lot of throb on my di'kk as her veegee walls vibrated over and over again. She held me against herself until her nerves calm down a bit.

I turned her, knelt her on the bed and entered from behind. Slowly first, then increased the pace as I took her through the waves of passion. She kept moaning loudly, moving her hips against my thumps with each bang and withdrawal.

Who will this years Dubai opening? I'm seriously rooting for Djokovich. I don't know if Federer will recover from his injury in time to participate. . .

"Yeaaa, f'u'c'kkk. . .yeesssss. . ."

Those sounds from Ms Enoh brought my mind back. I wanted to take them back, but she was already dancing on my d'I'ckk with yet another sweet o.r.g.a.sm. She rolled her hips from side to side as she moved them ferociously against my pelvic with each thrust.

I get surprised as her veegee muscles recover almost immediately from each or.g.a.s.m. She was a real cougar.

I held her a'r'se with both hands as I moved into her, slowly once again, and when I felt the grip of her v'I'rg'I'na walls on d'I'kk once more, I increased the banging. I moved my hands and clutched her b'r'ea'st, almost lying on her back as I f'uc'ked her over and over again. She must have been exhausted as she lay un-knelt herself and lay flat on the bed, on her tommy. I moved her legs apart and found my way into her c'u,n't once more. I thumped my d'ickk deep into her, my pelvic muscles hit her big round a'r'se on the process to produce a flapping sound. She clutched on the pillow tightly, moving her head from side to side as, moaned loudly as I kept Bleep'in'g her.

"Fu'c'kk. . .yessss. . .yeeaaa. . ."

She screamed again as her c'u'n't once again shuddered against my di'k'kk. This time around, I c.ame as she cl.ma.xed the umpteenth time and collapsed on the bed.

She was panting heavily like she just completed a 3000 metres race. I removed my condom and lay beside her.

"Hold me." She managed to say after minutes of deep breath.
I held her from behind, and she dragged mu hand, moving it forward to cover her br'ea'as.t. She adjusted herself to fix her a'r'se into my pelvic, and her back against my chest.

She was breathing heavily as she tried to catch her breath.

Minutes later, I tried to pull myself away from her and she held my tight.

"Where do you want to go?" She asked with her eyes still shut.

"Back to my hostel," I replied. "I don't want Mrs Okhi to meet me here."

She smiled as she said;

"Mrs Okhi went back to Lokoja this evening."

"Spend the night with me."

And I did. . .