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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 1

LOCATION ENGLAND

LISA

Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been having this undying love about Africa… Nothing makes me feel more alive than going to Africa or indulging into anything that involves Africa.. During my teenagers days, I would read books about Africa so as to know their way of life, their religion and beliefs, I even read some African literary texts from their famous authors like, Chinua Achebe’s ” Things fall apart”.. Cyprian Ekwensi’s ” African nights entertainments… And Ngugi Nthangos ” Grain of wheat*.. I loved reading all of them. Even in school, I studied Africa history and I was every good at it.. and thanks to my travels, I had the opportunity to taste African dishes, especially Nigerian dishes.. Their names were hard to pronounce but they were really delicious.. But despite all that, there was nothing that drew my attention more than African men.

African men are really one of a kind.. Not only were they dashing, but their physique was a thing of wonder, their dark body well formed and built, it was enough to drive a woman mad with lust… The part I loved the most is watching them work under the hot sun as their bodies were covered in sweat, that sight alone makes me really wet under.

I had always fantasized about marrying an African man, and having kids with him, The thing I like about African men is that, they are loving, and they always have time for their women, and there’s also another thing I like about them, it’s their insatiable sexual desire.. I love a man that always rams me day and night, I love a man that dominants me, a man that makes me feel special… White men aren’t like that, well most of them that is.. Here in England, the men here aren’t like that, They mostly spend their time watching soccer , talking politics or going to fishing.. I mean seriously… Fishing??? I don’t see why a man should go fishing when he could stay at home and make love to his wife all day long, and another worst thing about White men is that they don’t crave for sex like African men.. The only time they make love is when they want a child.. This is disappointing really…

So that’s why I decided I was going to marry an African man, but considering the kind of family I was in, I gave up the idea.

My name is Lisa Lovette… Daughter of Andrew Lovette, our family is one of the oldest and richest families in england and we have blood ties with the Royal family of England.

Every member of our family was known for certain things, ours was known for making the best wine in England, and also our wine was famous across the world including Africa.

Our family don’t like to mix with colored race, especially the blacks whom they regard as inferior or savages if you may say.. And they have this stupid belief that the whites civilized the blacks… That’s horseshit if you ask me.. The African people had their way of life since before the coming of the whites and instead of the Africans to preserve their culture, they forget about it and follow the white’s mans way of life, Its sad really….. My Father Andrew, despised the black for numerous reason and he made it clear he would make miserable for anyone who associated himself with a black man and he loved calling the Africans with that “N* word … Things went on like this for a while, until something astonishing and shocking happened.. Two of my distant cousins, Caroline and Elizabeth Lovette both married two men from nigeria… I was so happy about it and what surprised me was that they both got away with it… I wanted to go to their weddings but My father didn’t allow that.. Instead he went on ranting and complaining that our family will soon be overrun with apes… I was so annoyed when he said that.. I mean what’s wrong with being with a black man, they’re humans beings like us, the only difference was our skin color.

So because of my father, I decided to hide my undying love for Africa in secret…

Time went by and so did my life….. After finishing from Oxford university with a First class degree in African history, I was offered Lecturing because I was the best in the department, I couldn’t say no, cause there was nothing I would love to do than impact the knowledge of Africa to youngsters and let them see the real Africa not the ones they’re being told about by racist pricks. My father wanted me to join the family business which was wine selling,but it was too stressful and boring.. But in the end, I joined the business anyways thanks to my mother… After some years, I became a professor and philanthropist, using my wealth to help refugees especially in Africa who was suffering from terrorist attacks and plagues… My father was against it but I convinced him saying it was a way to show we helped the African nations stand on their feet and make them rely on us.. And the old fool quickly agreed.

My life wasn’t as bad as I expected, I live a life of adventure, besides having a well paying job, I have get to travel to Africa for tour or for raising funds for refugees.. The only thing I’m not happy about is my love life…

As always I wanted to be with a black man, but things don’t go as you planned, instead of a black man, I got one American guy in the name of Dave…

Dave is my father’s right hand man in his Wine business … My father likes Dave so much as if he was his son.. To be honest, Dave was an all rounder, everyone loved Dave, he was handsome, charming, witty and rich. Everyone thought Dave was the nicest guy ever but little did they know that, this guy was pain in the ass.

Dave is an Egomaniac and a self centered fool, and he’s also a sneaky hypocrite.. He doesn’t show his real colors to people.. He just pretends to be nice but when nobody is around, his true form shows.. I regret the day My father introduced us.. My first date with Dave was nice, but the others were plain and boring cause when we got out, Dave shows off himself and brags about how good looking he is, instead of us having a normal couple conversation, he ends up talking about his achievements and as if that wasn’t easy, he’ll be scooping out other ladies that are within our vicinity… I knew he was a cheat.. But I never have proof or caught him in the act. And another disappointing matter was, Dave wasn’t sexually competent in bed and his size is 6 inches.. He could only last for 8 to 9 minutes at most… The first day I had sex with Dave was the first day I lost my virginity, instead of having a great moment, I ended up regretting giving this fool my precious virginity. What a d*ck.

My father wanted Dave and I to get married and was making plans for it.. But I said no.. Not yet, not now.

Many times I’ve hoped and prayed that my Love life would change, I would love to have any man that is not like Dave, because I just can’t stand him, and finally my wish was granted and it was something that would change my life forever.

One afternoon, I was in campus rounding up lectures for the day, when my colleague, Miss Veronica, came to see me and gave me an offer I just couldn’t refuse.

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Lisa Afternoon Ronnie, how’s your day?

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Veronica Boring as usual.. I have something for you.. The Vice chancellor has given us permission to go on an excursion with the Foreign students to Kenya, so they could see and understand the real thing.. I was asked to go but really, I hate African sun.. It’s too hot, So Since you’re more know a lot about Africa and you’ve been there on numerous occasions, I recommended you to take my place.

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Lisa Oh thank you Veronica… Finally! Africa here I come.

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Veronica Don’t get so excited.. I heard that there are terrorist attacks in Kenya.. Be careful…

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Lisa Relax.. I can take care of myself.. After all we’re going on an excursion.. Besides what else can happen? So when are we going on the trip?

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Veronica Next tomorrow at noon.. So you better get ready..

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Lisa Oh you can count on that.

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Minutes after that, I left the campus and drove home to tell my mom about the good news, immediately I got home, I found out there was nobody at home except my sister, Gwendolyn.

Gwen like my father is a racist b*tch… She loves to talk dirt about African people and she’s even trying to join the infamous Klu klux klan (K. K. K) in America.. The Klu klux klan are a group of sadists who believe that blacks are a disease to the world and they also struggle and try as much as they can to see that america is once again a country of white men not a country of black and white.

But due to her job here as a fashion designer and her fame across the globe , it would be bad if her colored fans knew she was a racist, so she gave up joining the (K. K. K).

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Gwen Welcome back sister. Hope you had a nice day teaching your students about monkeys and apes?

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Lisa Really Lisa? Put a sock in it.. Your jokes aren’t even that funny. Where’s mom and dad?

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Gwen They went to the art collection show.. Seriously what’s so fun about art? Its boriiinnng!

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Lisa Art is not boring… It nourishes the soul.

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Gwen Whatever… Uhm.. Have you heard that our cousin came to visit?

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Lisa Which cousin?

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Gwen Carol… She’s at Greenwich in Aunt Nicole’s house.

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Lisa (shouts) Eeeeeeee!!! Let’s go see her.. I want to see her beautiful black kids..

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Gwen Count me out.. I’m not going to mix myself with a bunch of little apes.

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Lisa Get your ass off the couch and let’s go see our cousin or… I’ll let your fans know what a racist you are.

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Gwen (shocked) You wouldn’t..

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Lisa Try me.. Go get ready! Now.

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Minutes later we got dressed and drove to Aunt Nicole’s place, shortly after a while we arrived at the place, after parking my car, Gwen and I went into the house..

The moment we entered, we came face to face with Carol.. We really don’t know each other that much, so we introduced ourselves to her.

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Lisa Hi Carol.. I’m Lisa your cousin.. And this is Gwen my little sister also your cousin.

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Carol Oh wow.. Hi Lisa and Gwen, it’s nice to meet you both.

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Gwen (scoffs) Hmph.. Charmed.

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Carol Excuse me?

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Lisa Don’t mind her.. She’s been under the sun too long, let’s go have a seat so we can get more acquainted shall we?

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Carol Of course.

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Carol and I sat at Aunt Nicole’s garden where we had tea and chocolate cakes as we talked and got to know each other well, she told me all about her love life with her husband whose name is Alex and the obstacles she had to face before marrying him.. I felt so touched listening to her story.. I wished I could be as bold and courageous as she is.. In that moments some little kids came towards us and they all gathered around Carol..

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Carol Calm down, can’t you all see mommy is talking?

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Lisa Excuse me.. Are these your children?

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Carol Yes, they’re all twins.. This is Alex, Alexandra, and this two little girls are, Naomi and Kirsten.

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Lisa Wow.. They’re all.. White. I thought their father is uhm.. Black.

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Carol Yeah.. They may have my looks and skin color but they have his eyes.. My genes are just stronger than his that’s all (laughs).. So what about you? Are you seeing anyone?

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Lisa Yeah, an American, his name is Dave.. What an asshole.

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Carol Oh.. So he’s not giving you enough huh?

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Lisa He hasn’t given me enough. He’s a waste, honestly.. He’s failed as a man..

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Carol Oh… He’s short, isn’t he?

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Lisa He’s a dwarf.. Can you imagine 6 inches?

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Carol Oh my.. That is a disappointment.

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Alex Mom, what are you both talking about?.

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Carol Boy!!! You leave this place or I’m going to smack the life out of you.. Now get going.

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I was surprised by her outburst, I never knew she was this strict with her kids, I guess staying in Africa for too long, made her develop parental discipline like the African mothers. Immediately the kids left we continued our conversation.

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Carol So what now?

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Lisa I’m not sure… My love life sucks… And I really want a change.. Something new.

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Carol I get you.. It’s a shame we’re in England, if we had been in Nigeria, I’m sure my husband who find someone for you.

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Lisa yeah, but I’ll be going to Kenya soon, and I was hoping to find someone there.. But.. I don’t think I’m willing to do this.

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Carol Why?

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Lisa my old man… He hates blacks.. He threaten to massacre anyone that involves himself with a black man.

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Carol So you’re just going to let him rule your life? Hell no.. Don’t let him.. This is your life not his.. If he can’t handle it.. Let him take a piss.

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As we were talking in that moment, A dashing black man walked towards us, as Carol saw him, she rushed towards him and they shared a sensual kiss.. They kept on kissing for some seconds, I had to cough to let them know I was here.

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Lisa Ahem…

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Carol Oh.. Sorry.. Alex, this is my cousin Lisa and Lisa this is hubby, Alex.

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Lisa Nice to meet you, Alex.

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Alex Same here..Carol never told me she had a lovely cousin such as you.

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Lisa Oh thank you.. Uhm, now if you’ll excuse me.. I’d like to leave.

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Carol Already? Why can’t you stay the night here?..there are a lot of rooms.. You and I need to get to know each other more.

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Lisa Uhm, okay.. Let me call my parents.

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After I left the place, I called mom to let them know I was going to spend the night in Aunt Nicole’s place, she as usual had no objection, when I told Gwen about my stay she ranted and left the place, saying she wasn’t going to share the same roof with an ape.

Hours later, Carol and I were still talking to one another, Night had already approached and everywhere was quiet. But in that moment, my father and Dave showed up.

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Andrew Lisa!

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Lisa Father!

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Andrew Why aren’t you back at home?

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Lisa Because I want to spend the night with my cousin.. Is something wrong with that?

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Andrew I heard there’s a black man here in this house, it could be dangerous.. Come let’s go.

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Dave Listen to your father love,.

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Lisa Shut up Dave! and Dad, that is ridiculous… That’s my cousin’s husband you’re talking about..

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Andrew I don’t care.. He’s a black man.. He can’t be trusted.

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Carol Look here dear uncle.. My husband is worth ten of you. I suggest you treat my husband with respect or I’ll show you pepper this instant.

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Andrew I see those Nigerian gorillas have made you to become like them.. What a waste… I’ll be going now.. Dave, you stay here with my daughter.

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Dave Okay sir..

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After my dad left Carol left and went back to her room, Dave sat next to her the minute she was gone.

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Dave Hey Babe…

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Lisa Dave.. Leave me alone.

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Dave Come on love.. Cut some slack for me… I didn’t mean to spoil your mood but I want us to have a good time.

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Lisa Babe, I’m not in the mood..

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Dave Come on love.. Look, I bought you something.. I know you love chocolates .

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My face lit up the moment i heard the word Chocolates , Dave just said that magic words.. The moment he bought out the chocolates, I snagged them from his hands.

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Lisa Thank you Dave..

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Dave You’re welcome… So can we have s*x tonight?

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Lisa Oh you bet your a**, we will let’s head to the bedroom now.

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Minutes later, we ended up in the bedroom making love, I was hoping things would be different this time but it turned out to be a lot worst.

Here we were on the bed naked, I was under Dave and he was on top of me, shoving his shrimpy dck inside me, I was feeling a little tingle inside me but I wanted more, Dave kept pounding my pu*y, groaning as he thrusted into me, I saw his arms trembling a little as if he was going to collapse, He shut his eyes and began pounding into me harder and faster, and before long, Dave pulled out and came on my stomach.. He fell close to me breathing hard as if he had ran a marathon race, I felt disgusted and irritated.. What was this all about? Since the beginning of this intercourse, I haven’t enjoyed anything, Dave was the one enjoying the whole thing and he was so selfish not to consider that I too wanted to feel good.

Shortly after our intercourse ended, We heard a loud scream and moans coming from the next room and from the sound of it.. It was Carol.

It was her voice alright, and she was really moaning hard as if she was enjoying something, then smacking sounds followed and that’s when I knew what was going on..

I couldn’t help but listen as Carol moaned out loud begging her husband to pound her hard, My c*nt itched with lustful desire to be hammered like that.

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Carol (shouts and moans) YES ALEX BABY! OHHH, RIGHT THERE… YESSS.. GIVE IT TO ME, AHHHHHH…..

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As I was busy listening to those captivating thrusting sounds, Dave began to make some unnecessary statement, that pissed me off.

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Dave By God.. Can’t they do it quietly, I’m trying to sleep here.. This is a well bred home not a brothel.. God.

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Lisa Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? Just listen to what you’re saying.. I’m sorry for you.

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Dave What? What did I do? All I did was complain about the noise they’re making.

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Lisa Shut it! Listen to those sounds, listen to those moans.. Now that’s a real man in there handling a woman in a the proper manner… I want to be handled like that, I want to scream my lungs out in pleasure, but I can’t.. And you aren’t making any effort to make our sexual life any better.. You know what forget this… I’m out of here..

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Dave Come on Lisa, don’t be ridiculous.. You know I fulfill your desires sometimes.. Where are you going?

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Lisa To the garden to eat the chocolates you brought me and please don’t follow me, I’d like to be alone.

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I got out of the bed, grab the chocolate box and wore my nightgown, I later left the room and went to garden.. On my way, there I couldn’t help but peek and Carol and her husband, I was surprised when I saw them banging the hell out of each other.. These guys really like to go all out.. If only I could get a man like Alex, that would make me scream like that every night. After peeking for some seconds, I left the place and headed to the garden, next tomorrow, I’ll be going to Kenya , and I know it’s going to be fun.. But while I’m at it, I’m going to at least get some African male companionship to keep me busy every night until the trip is over.. I can’t wait..


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