Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

I was watching a film, “Brown Sugar” when I heard a knock on my door.

Me: Who is there?

Kemi: Your female version.

I opened my door and saw Kemi glowing with smile. She walked in majestically & sweetly that I can’t help but admire her as if I was just seeing her for the first time. She made her way to her favourite chair, sat down, lowered the volume of the TV and started looking at me like a prey happily waiting for an apex predator to devour her.

I walked to where she sat, knelt before her and opened my arms wide. She threw her arms around my neck and hugged me. I planted a kiss on her lips and she reciprocated…

Me: Thank you for coming Kemi. I’m sorry for the misunderstanding we had last week.

Kemi: It is alright. I felt emotionally attached to you even before you spoke to me the day Samson embarrassed me. I had seen you more than two occassions walked into his shop. I love the way you walk, talk and look. My heart melted when you came into my shop after the incident. Up till now, I don’t know why I gave you my number. It is very strange of me to give out my number just like that. I don’t know how and why I did it. My heart had since been connected to yours ever since. Why?

Me: Maybe because you’re Kemi and I am Femi. If there is anything I like about you, it is your sincerity and the trust you had in me. Thanks Kemi.

Kemi: You’re welcome ooo. So, what do we do now?

Me: You know what to do honey. Let’s continue what we halted

She looked at me and smiled. She opened her bag, brought out the CDs and handed them over to me. I held her head and started a very hot kiss. We pulled off our shirts simultenously. I lifted her up and continued the kissing. I stroke her hair and queezed her b0s0m while we kissed. I whispered into her ears that we should go into the room. She declined and said she want us to remain in the parlour and do whatever I wanna do. We continued our kissing passionately.

Slowly, I moved my hands down south again, lifted up her skirt and started squeezing her bottom too: one hand on the bottom, the other roaming around and looking for way to her p***y. Eventually I found my way as one of my fingers slid into her gucci. She m0aned strongly, and soon, the speed of her kissing changed. I moved my finger in and out of her.

Like a means of retaliating, she started stroking my ‘goods.’ I helped her by bringing out my Jonhny much to her delight. She left kissing me and started sU-Cking me real hard. I removed her pant and skirt, la!d her on the chair and gave her a sweet “p***y cleaning.” When I had enough of cleaning and dressing, we both UnCloth ourselves. I removed one of the CD she had brought, wore it and gave Kemi a good f**k she ever had her whole life. This consummation went on and on for about an hour. We both had heavenly feelings simultaneously, a first time experience for me. We cuddled for a while and then the action resumed with her on-top of me, giving me a very strong ride. All along the pounding, she kept talking dirty. Jezz! Those words flung me into action as I overturned her dominance into a semi-missionary position. She screamed and m0aned when I penetrated deep down inside. She held my butt0ckz so firmly as if her life depended on it. We changed style soon enough into a doggie until I she climaxed again…few minutes later, I came too.

At the end we both lie on the floor, cuddling and talking about how we both enjoyed each other. For the first time in my life, I had to beg a woman to keep coming back to me. Kemi hold a special place in my heart, even now. The reason I can’t really explain. Maybe beacuse I had developed emotional sympathy for her due to the story she had told me about her life.

I kept seeing Kemi often and often…with each meeting ending in a raptorous s*x experience. She would come as early as 5am on Sunday to my house under the pretence that she is going for a mass (she attends a Catholic Church). I loved that 5am s*x cos it gives a feeling second to none. Anytime she comes at 5am, no church for me that day as I would have been exhausted and weak.

So when the opportunity to work with MTN surfaced, it was time for me to move out of my den. I called Kemi over to tell her the new development…but not after helping myself to another 3 rounds of creamy s*x. When I finally let out the cat, she protested that I should decline the offer. She said I would be sending her back to her father is I dare leave her for Lekki. She alleged that I had given her reasons to smile and be happy since we started consummating. #Wahala day o.

It was a daunting task convincing Kemi. This is an opprotunity for me to step up, a golden chance to elevate my status. “I’ll come once in a while to check on you” I promised her. She wept and wept again and again. I managed to console her and begged for understanding. She said a statement I will never forget,

“Thank you. You’re leaving me as you met me. Isn’t this how we met, me crying and you consoling? Thank you.”

I spent 3 more weeks in that area before I moved out. And Kemi? I tried all I could to create a level playing field; as in, make here reason with me. We had a fight the day I went to Samson’s shop to inform him of my impending movement. That day, Samson wasn’t in his shop, he had gone out to buy some stuffs. I used the chance to say hello to Kemi. When she saw me coming, she gave an unfriendly look on her face to show that I wasn’t welcomed. I entered her shop anyways and sat down. She kept mute and calm.

I greeted her but there was no response. Few minutes later, she stood up from her seat and moved towards the exit door. I stopped her from leaving by holding her hand. She requested I let her go but I refused. She threatened to scream if I don’t leave her shop at once. I thought it was joke until she screamed at me to leave her shop.

Me: Kemi ki ni mo se? (What have I done?)

Kemi: I don’t know. Just leave my shop.

Me: Are you sure there’s nothing wrong? Cos I can’t place the reason of your sudden “I-don’t-wanna-you” chants. Can you just tell me the problem?

Kemi: Please leave me alone.

Me: This is not right Kemi. I told you already why I wanna move. You should be happy for me and not this saddistic. This is crazy, I just can’t place it.

Kemi walked out on, leaving me alone in her shop. I felt awkward and embarrassed. Quietly and maturely, I left her shop and went home directly. I called one of my boys to come around to help me arrange my stuffs in preparation to move. Meanwhile, before now, I called one of my step-brothers, Yinka, to be in charge of the shop on my behalf when I’m away. He just finished his ND from MAPOLY. I told all my neighbours too about my intentions and they all wished me luck.

Three days before leaving, I thought about having a never-to-be-forgotten s*x experience. I thought about my options thoroughly and only Kemi came to the picture. It saddens me however how she had let our relationship deteriorated to this unreasonable level. A relationship that promised so much suddenly became something to never remember. I felt like calling her but the handwriting is already on the wall: she won’t answer me. Grace is married, living in Abuja; Mary is in school, a no go area; but here is Kemi, fighting me for no just cause.

I gave up the thought of s*x. I felt probably it wasn’t meant to be. “I’ll enjoy more p***y when I get to Lekki”, I said to myself. There I will have sweeter girls in various shapes and sizes. I stood up from where I was thinking, made way to the bathroom for a shower. I came out of the bathroom and sat back on the chair. I heard a knock on my door.

Me: Who is there?

“It’s me Tolu.”

Me: Oh, hold on.

I ran inside my room, put on my knicker and a singlet…opened the door for her but she stood there still at the door.

Tolu: Sorry to disturb. I wish to return the films I borrowed from you. I don’t wanna hold on to what does not belong to me.

Me; Oh, that’s very thoughtful. Thanks.

She left immediately and I went back to packing and getting ready. I called Godwin about it and he felt happy for me. I called Grace too to inform her that I am her soon-to-be colleague. She counldn’t hide her joy for the news. I went to the pastor of my church, whom I had been in the know since I started the processing. He prayed for me and even gave me a token for my transport. I thanked him and left.

On my way home, my phone beeped. I just received a text. When brought out from phone, it was message from Kemi.

Kemi: Forgive me for the way I treated you. I just couldn’t bear to see a picture of me without you. I should be happy for you that you’re stepping up. I’m sorry if I misbehaved. I wish you all the best. Bye

I don’t know what to say. What then came over her earlier when she acted as if someone had killed her child? Na wah for some girls sha. I walked home, continued the necessary stuffs and put my preparation at 80%.

The following morning, around 9am, I heard a knock on my door. When I opened the door, alas, it was Kemi.

Kemi: Good morning.

I don’t know if I should answer or not. I mean, she was the last person I thought I would see. I thought I would never see her again. I opened the door wider, she came inside and headed straight for her favourite chair. We stared at each other for few minutes before I spoke,

Me: I would have asked you to explain what happened to you that day but that is past…and gone. I’m leaving tomorrow, as you can see that I’ve already packed my stuffs. A truck is coming by 11am to move this things out cos the landlord in Lekki said I can move my things in already. Let me thank you for all you’ve done for me. And it’s nice to have known you Kemi.

Her eyes were filled with tears as I spoke, especially when I said I’m moving out tomorrow. She bursted into tears eventually and wept uncontrollably. I had no option but to move close to her and console. It was highly emotional that morning. Then I know that if a woman fall in love, she really do.