Memoirs of a repentant slut…by ibukun writes ep 3

its been a while I felt a sharp-thrustingin between my thighs like I didyesterday night. I remember clearly the surprise and disdain widely capitalized on Amaka’s face the day I told her I wanted to stay off sex for a while but whowould have thought I was going to break my 6 months old celibacy with Papa Seun’s ‘divine sword’!Papa Seun isn’tmy type but seriously, how many ladies with a voracious sex appetite like mine considerswho or who is not a type when on heat? Mtcheew! Mosttimes, we end up having random sex with people we never thought we could have it with. Well, not ‘we’, maybejust me!Sitting at the edge of the bedand ruminatingover it all, I caught Papa Seun stealing glances at me as if it were some agile man winking ata sexy female bartender. I shook my headunbelievably at what I just rodepowerfully without an energy drink. Yorubas must be definitely right about sex and foul spirits.. . There’s nothing enticing about this man on mybed but I just screwed him ordid he screw me?I hate to remember the ugly details of my ‘sexcapades’ but this one just keeps clicking for no reason. The thought ofEIt’s been a while I felt a sharp-thrustingin between my thighs like I didyesterday night. I remember clearly the surprise and disdain widely capitalized on Amaka’s face the day I told her I wanted to stay off sex for a while but whowould have thought I was going to break my 6 months old celibacy with Papa Seun’s ‘divine sword’!Papa Seun isn’tmy type but seriously, how many ladies with a voracious sex appetite like mine considerswho or who is not a type when on heat? Mtcheew! Mosttimes, we end up having random sex with people we never thought we could have it with. Well, not ‘we’, maybejust me!Sitting at the edge of the bedand ruminatingover it all, I caught Papa Seun stealing glances at me as if it were some agile man winking ata sexy female bartender. I shook my headunbelievably at what I just rodepowerfully without an energy drink. Yorubas must be definitely right about sex and foul spirits.. . There’s nothing enticing about this man on mybed but I just screwed him ordid he screw me?I hate to remember the ugly details of my ‘sexcapades’ but this one just keeps clicking for no reason. The thought of Eliza flashed through my mind. Obviously, that girl must definitely have an eye defect maybe color blindness. It wasn’t Amaka with Papa Seunbut do I even need to spell it out that it was me? I go iron that girl mouth one day.It’s 8.30am, I adjusted the  curtains to peep through the courtyard. It was as silent as a grave yard except for the small kids running aroundin their nakedness. That’s my cue, Papa Seun can now leave my room as everybody has gone about their daily jobs including the likes of Mama Seun who never takes herbath and the nosy Eliza who sees the wrongperson.“Papa Seun, come and start going o” I said silently.Who dares struggle with a mad man, you never know if he has lost his teeth or if they are still very much sharp.“Shey time don reach to go ni? Abeg make we do one round join na”“E be like say something dey worry you o! Nobe only one round, na four”“Nothing spoil na. I am ready for you. You sef know say I be man na. I dey hear your moans of pleasure yesterday o!”“Papa Seun, e don do o! I go call you when I come aus for evening.”I supported him to the doorwith my hands pushing him forward. Who go see free meal and no gowan pitch tent for there? I actually just lied about seeing him in the evening. We definitely won’t get to see.I locked the door after him and I hit the showers. I removed my clothes, staringat the mirror; I stared at myself. Who says nakedness isn’t a good sight to behold.I firmly cupped my boobs with my hands, I smiled at how perky they still remain even though there were days when they werelot perkier than that.The water sprinkled downmy body, and itwas so soothing and sweet but as it runs over my face, the memories of the night keepsflooding in. Papa Seun is indeed a man; little wonder why Mama Seun can neverlet go or behave as if he’s not missing. No woman ever likes to share her man’s goody sacs with another. And that was the only good thing about Papa Seun. Everything physical about the man was boring except that!He’s 5ft tall, that’s how I managed to stay on top. He’s ugly but educated, Primary Six School LeavingCertificate; lol at least that’s what he said! The worst part is he’s got protruding tummy. How can someone of that body size be nursinga tummy and a whole me just devoured that piece of bread, ‘Konji’ must really be a bastard!* * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * * * ** * *“Ojota! Ojota! Ojota!”Loud voices and bad breaths equals to some Agberos!With my on point figure 8 firmly enclosedin a Denim trouser and a long-sleeved crop top, my hair tied into buns and my legs rocking a black sandal Amaka got me from Dubai, I waited by the road for an Oshodi bus with a small travelling bag and an handbag in my hand.The early morning sun was beginning to take a peep at me and I was impatiently tired of waiting till an exotic car slowed down beside me. It was Jide,my ex!

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