Must Read: The Cartel (18+)

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Must Read: The Cartel (18+)

JAMA

17:00 hours, March 18th 1987, Jama had just returned from office and la!d on his couch in his apartment in Ojo Army barrack Lagos. He thought about how life had been fair to him right from his youthful days in his village. The women he had encountered flashed through his memory, but only one stood out, Imabong.



As a young soldier from Langtang plateau state, life couldn’t be going any better for 22 years old Jama. He had just been posted to the Eastern Naval command in the city of Calabar for a course on marine warfare. Standing at 5.9, with an “afro” haircut that made him look taller, he had a perfect dentition with sparkling white set of teeth, a sugar tongue and a smile which when all combined together had the ability of getting him la!d back in his home town as a teenager. He always fvcked the freshest of pvssies and once sweet talked and fvcked a neighbor’s young wife.


But for the fact that his dad was a leader in the community and a herbalists, he would have died because the husband had laced the woman with charms to prevent her from straying. And this was unknown to both him and the young bride.


After about three months secluded from the rest of the community, he recovered from the effects of the laced pvssy. As a result, his dad sent him to the military so he could “grow-up” and become a disciplined man.


The military did not only succeeded in making him a fine soldier, it also made the task of getting the ladies easier. Added to his charm was the fact that he now wears a neatly pressed khaki. The girls kept flowing and he never lacked pvssy. The story wasn’t any different when he arrived Calabar for a 9 months training course.



Unlike the shy and timid girl back home who always let him do “the work”, the fresh and old pvssies of Calabar always took charge and would ride him silly.


Within three months into his training program in Calabar, he had fvcked nothing less than ten girls and three married women around Diamond Hill Calabar, the area where the Eastern Naval command is located and where he resided. He was not a LovePeddler kinda guy. Due to a deficit in accommodation for the officers on training, he and some of his colleagues where given special accommodations in and around Diamond hill.


Actually, this was for only special officers with the right connections and his uncle (towns man actually) was the GOC of one of the army barracks in the city.


One Sunday evening he had decided to take a casual stroll around the neighborhood to see if there was any new catch. For the past one month, he had been fvcking Itoro, one very pretty married woman on the other street. Itoro had told him she had two boys, one in Hope Waddell college and the other one he saw often with her.


Her husband was a local church leader and he was sure he wouldn’t have laced Itoro’s pvssy or asshöle. Yes, asshöle, he began fvcking her in the butt when he realized her pvssy was no longer tight and she was just out rightly insatiable. And goodness, how much she loved the whole anäl s*x thingy. Always being the first to guide his J0yst!ck towards her butt hole when ever he moved his J0yst!ck near her pvssy. He smiled as he remembered how bushy her pubic hair was the first time her fvcked her. After complaining he doesn’t like the hairs, she had shaved the next time she came around and till date, she had the biggest pvssy lips he had ever come across.



He had stopped over by Okon’s kiosk to get a tin of milk on his way back home when a girl he had never seen around before came by to buy…, he couldn’t even remember what she bought, because for the first time in his life as a womanizer, he had nothing to say to her. He had never seen any girl so captivating. Only one word came to his head, pulchritudinous.



As she walked away after greeting him politely without eye contact, he noticed that despite her tall height for a girl, she had a well pronounced 8 figure shape. He watched open mouthed as she innocently swayed her hipsseductively (or so he had thought). Her boöbs were way above average for a slim girl, and for the first time in his life, the thought of settling down ran through his head.
“officer, you rike am?” Okon had asked in his Efik accent bringing him out of his amorous thoughts and stare. “Na that pastor pikin. Na she be first born. She dey school for calabar south” he revealed without being asked.
“Is that so?” he had asked not sure the pastor he meant. Not until he was returning to his house and passed through Itoro’s residence did he see the girl coming out of the living room and calling out her younger brother. Their eyes had met, and he remembered seeing her smile shyly and returning back into the house. He knew that sign, she fancied him too.



He began to wonder why Itoro never mentioned she had a daughter also. Or was she visiting? But Okon said she is the pastor’s first child. Or perhaps she’s the step mother.



And as if she was looking for him, he had noticed her walk past his building twice the next evening through his window. Not until the third time did he realize she was might actually be looking out for him did he come out and excused her…