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One fateful day, the entire family was supposed to
attend the wedding of a relative in another town but
my cousin James had fallen sick the previous day so I
was assigned to stay back at home to take care of his



Barely minutes after my aunt and the others
drove off, James started running about the room and shouting in glee that it was all a ruse to get us to stay
back at home. He said he wanted to teach me
something nice and that us being alone at home was
the only way we could do it.



I agreed thinking it was more of the bathroom thing. I however told him to let
us wait for another hour before anything to make sure that the others don’t come back and catch us
doing whatever it was we wanted to do. He agreed
reluctantly. Less than an hour after the family’s departure, he
told me to lock the door and take off all my cloths.


I waslmost fifteen by then and we had been playing
with our genitals for almost a year. He was in the
final year of higher institution but was going from
home. I complied by quickly taking off my gown and pants (I didn’t use to wear a bra as I had none,
even my pants were few then). My cousin stood back
and looked at me ferociously, it felt like he was going
to eat me up raw. It was much later that I learnt the
name for the look in his eyes, it was lust plain and
simple. Then he started telling me the different name for each part of my nether region, asking me to
repeat it back to him until he was sure that I had
mastered the names.



He made me know the m—d
between my legs was sexily called Kittycat and biologically called Kittycat. That those two pieces of
skin covering it was the labia, the big one the labia majora and the inner fold the labia minora, that that
sensitive button that use to send pleasure coursing
through my body was the c——s but called c–t for
short and that I was lucky it was not cut making the
pleasure to run freely. He went on and on and on.


I enjoyed it but I was dying with anticipation. I wanted to know what the s—t between his legs was called,
what those two balls dangling underneath it were
and what the white gooey salty substance was.


He didn’t disappoint me as he told me the s—t had
several names; Joystick, Joystick, Joystick, etc that I
should pick whichever I wanted. Joystick sounded
more manly and I decided that was what I would call it the balls, I could call balls, Pour sac etc. while the
white gooey substance was the Pour. I was growing impatient by this time. I wanted to feel it, touch it and
truly know what it was. He then made me seat on the
couch and he sat beside me. He had taken off his
cloths by now and was as Unclad as me. The only
sound in the room was our ragged breathing as he
directed my hands to his Joystick and wrapped my right hand round it. it was hard, felt like a thick live
sausage as it kept jumping up and down and back
and forth.



I squeezed and he groaned. I catalogued
that in a rational part of my brain to signify pleasure,
he liked it being squeezed. I squeezed it again, a little
harder and he groaned more but held my hand telling me that I was moving to fast. I relaxed. Then he touched my Bosom and pleasure spread
through them, it felt different from the pleasure I
used to feel whenever I touched them myself. It was
more intense. Then he bent his head and took one of
my Tips in his mouth, I almost died from the pleasure
that radiated through my body, it was much more intense from what I experienced when he touched



I groaned loudly and involuntarily, my chest
pushed upwards and forwards as if to present more
of my Bosom to his hot mouth. He began sucking on
them and that was where I lost all control as
something pleasurable and fierce swept across my body to pool in my nether region. It felt like there was
a fire in my nether region that was screaming to be



I gasped and pushed upwards,
unconsciously, unaware of what I was doing but
doing something. The pleasure I was experiencing
was greater than any I had experienced from touching myself or rubbing my thighs together. I thought I knew pleasure but this was what real
pleasure was. His hands felt feverish on my body as
he traced them all over me to rest on my Kittycat
m—d. Involuntarily, my legs opened up and his
fingers slipped in.



I gasped as I felt his finger inside
me, my inside felt hotter and wetter than ever before. I just couldn’t fathom the feeling that was
coursing through me. I didn’t understand it but I
also didn’t want it to stop. I begged him not to stop.
His mouth left my by now very hard Tips and I felt
bereaved but was instantly aflame again as his lips
trailed all over my body, moving from my Bosom to my belly, down to my navel, licking along the way,
leaving a trail of fire in his path. I was by now making
pathetic mewling sounds as feelings I didn’t know
existed made themselves manifest in my body.


I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe and didn’t want
the feelings to end. I noticed I was lying back on the couch when I felt his
tongue on my Kittycat m—d. I screamed and
shuddered as an eruption exploded in my Kittycat. I made to clamp my legs shut but he held on tightly to
them, holding them open as he proceeded to clamp
his mouth on the knob he had called c–t. It was way beyond what I could explain as he licked, s—-d and
probed the inner recesses of my being. I kept
releasing and releasing those fluid he had earlier
called Kittycat juice. I was way in over my head, in a
place I did not know existed. Then I felt like I was cresting as he shoved his tongue deep inside my Kittycat and made fast and hard stabbing motions
with it. I saw a very bright light right in front of my
eye, as if it was getting prepared to explode. I felt his lips once again clamped on my c–t as he shoved two
fingers inside that deep greedy hole of mine he had
called a Kittycat. He was working those fingers like I worked my aunt’s hair brush inside me, then he bit
down on my c–t and I felt the whole world explode as
I gasped and shuddered and something massive
started from my Kittycat, raised through my body,
my brains and made me curl my toes as I screamed
and lost consciousness.

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Written by Chinoso Charles

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February 12, 2020


February 12, 2020

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