Gift

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 34

Subtitle: Assuming Victor is a girl called Gift.

My

aunt work in a General hospital as a nurse while

her husband is a banker, useless man

I didn’t know he has been staring at my

heavily endowed soft and sweet bu-ttocks

from day one. My aunt lived in outskirt

of town, the place isn’t that developed.

But there is a wide road and the area is

undergoing some development, there

were lots of buildings been worked on,

My aunt house is fenced round with a gate,

and a gate-man called Ahmed was at

the gate, he sold cigarette and local gins

mixed with some herbs. There was also

a house opposite ours, the old couple

gave

birth late to two boys, Odele is their first

son about eighteen years old while Budu

is the younger one. The same age with

my aunt daughter Bella who usually call

me ‘Aunty Gif’ I no know why her tongue

nofit add letter ‘T’ to the pronouncement.

Budu and his older brother Odele usually

come to our house, Budu is more regular

to play with Ella whereas Odele became

obsess with the visitation when goddess

like me visit my aunt’s house, I know say

some girls don dey jealous me, jealousy

is allowed sha. Odele helped my uncle

in washing his car and sometimes come

to stay with Ella when the girl’s parents

leave for their place of work, were to buy

edible things will take about fifteen minutes

walk and Ahmed open smoking

joint

for our house front, nawa oh!. there is one house by the roadside, Odele

told me is one guy that misused the opportunity

that his parents gave to him to study abroad.

He can smoke for Africa, no day you will

pass his bungalow without seeing him

smoking under the mango tree in his compound,

Odele always escorted me anytime I go buy

something. Odele and I became close

and Odele like playing touching body with

me, we will be watching movie and he

will just slap me and I will chase him and

he will ran inside the room, if I want to

slap him back. He will wrestle me to the

bed and started rubbing his g—n around

my lower region, this act continued for

days and I don’t usually feel his hard kulikuli,

Maybe em dey wear twenty boxers because

how I no go feel em thing in such close

contact. There is one incomplete roofed building

closed to Odele’s their house, one day

my sister and I went to their house when

my aunt and her husband have gone to

work.

Odele: Gift come, I wan show you something.

Me: for where?

Odele: just follow me.

Me: okay we start walking towards the incomplete building why we dey go the incomplete building na?

Odele: I hide am for that place.

Me: wetin be that na.

Odele: I wan show you, make we first enter the house.

Me: we walk in we don enter, tell me wetin you wan show me.

Odele: make we go one of the room.

Me: na waoo oh! we walk in one of the room I no see anything.

Odele: close yours.

Me: I close my eyes I don close my eyes.

Odele: oya open am.

I

open my eyes to see Odele’s short pulled

down to his kneel and ere-cted kulikuli

as small as my smallest finger pointing

at me, if you see the way laugh hungry

me ehnn… I nofit hold the laughter, I just

ran away so that the young man will not

commit suicide. But please if na the size

of every guy for this area be, abeg oh!

make my papa carry me go back to my

State oh! I kneel beg am. I took my kid

sister home and warned Odele to avoid

if not I will report him to my aunt, I hate

boys with small danglers. Gideon didn’t

stop pestering me with text messages

and calls, thank God Ezekiel no get phone

how I for cope with all these kind wahala

from two ho-rny males. Gideon didn’t allow

me to even breathe with hid calls, telling

me he wants me to return, as my Chi or

papa abi? I told him I won’t. He started

begging that I should tell him were I am,

I told him Abuja.

One Night like that my

aunt was on night duty in the hospital,

I wore my nightie because I be wan sleep

so that I go wake around 3am to read.

When my uncle asked me to help him

dress his bed, I no wear pa-nt and bra*.

The way the sleep hold me like konji ehnn..

I ran quickly and started dressing the bed,

My uncle came in and locked the door.

He started pressing me.

Me: uncle stop na.

Uncle: help me, em dey hungry me well well.

Me: pressing my yansh oohh! go meet my aunty na.

Uncle: just the cap.

Me: go put am for her own smooching me all over stop na.

Uncle: you be fine gal, I no go waste time.

Me: stop… Stop penetrate my sugar-pot with two fingers ooohh! Uncle sto…p na.

Uncle: abeg abeg.. Only the cap he dig in with his big kulikuli

Me: aaahhh! Ooosshhh! sto…p ba-nging and pressing my bre-asts aasshh! my toto oohh! Harder harder.

My

uncle started ba-nging me fast and hard

with missionary style, scattering my we-t

toto with his hard and big kulikuli, setting

my body on fire with sweet pleasure. He

was breathing heavily and panting, sweating

on top of me as he was just moving in

and out of me. He groaned “aaahhh” and

pulled out then spurted his warm akamu

jehovah on the marbled floor, I was so

ashamed of myself. I picked up my nightie

and ran out of the room, the next day I

told my aunt I want to follow her to the

hospital, that I want to be a doctor.

My

aunt agreed but my uncle started acting

like villain with horn. Gideon called me

that he is in Abuja, that I should come

and meet him in somewhere that he mentioned,

Me wey nodey Abuja. I told him am not

in Abuja and removed my phone battery,

kuji will kill him on my behalf. Our Elder

say is only a man with grey hairs will know

that reality is more than it meets the eyes.