THE LIFE OF A NIGERIAN TEENAGER ✔

7~ THE INTIMATE TOUCHES

My life took a turn for the better, or so I thought at that time. I felt like a princess I truly deserved to be. Alhaji Bello was super nice to me, what ever I demanded was what I received, no matter the time.

I started rebelling at home a little bit, I started coming back late and not eating what they cooked at home. On Saturdays I spent the time used for going to Islamic school to go and visit Alhaji Bello.

It was a Saturday and I was going to meet my sugar daddy.

Upon leaving my room, I met my mom in our parlour, if you can call it that. The carpet was tattered and our ceiling was brownish in some places.

Our sitting television was on the floor with a DVD player that you had to hit numerous times before it will start playing.

I wanted to leave this house, soon I hoped.

"Take this money and buy something in Islamic school." My mom said passing me a hundred naira note.

I looked at the money wondering what it would buy for me. If it was before I would be ecstatic but now even mere chewing gums it won't buy, because I don't eat poor chewing gums now, Alhaji Bello had made it a habit of buying my orbit every day.

"No mom." I replied with a tight lipped smile."I have some left over money from school." By left over money. I meant the yen thousand Alhaji Bello gave me the day before.

"Oh really? That's good my dear." She smiled and made her way inside while I told her bye.

With a new smile. I made my way to where Alhaji Bello would take me.

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I have gone to a lot of places with Alhaji Bello but his house is not one if them. Tabitha told me that his family are actually not in the country and they don't stay in the country.

So imagine my surprise when after placing a kiss to my lips, he drove us straight to a house, his house to be exact.

I thought Tabitha's house was huge but this was way huge.

I could live there with my entire family both from my father's and mothers side and they would still be space.

"Welcome to my house, Teetee!" He said, he always loved calling me Teetee.

"Thank you!" I replied nervously, I had never been in a house alone with a man before. Never.

Without a word he dragged me to his room, closed the room and started removing his clothes.

My heart thumped in my chest, what was he doing? Why was he removing his clothes?

He sat down and started running his hands down my arm, I shivered not from pleasure bit from fear.

I moved a little and he followed, with a yelp he laid me on the bed and lay on top of me.

I was scared!

He started kissing me. That I was familiar with, I have kissed him times without number but never beyond that.

He moved his hand and cupped my breast, I gasped because it was am unfamiliar boundary that he was crossing.

He started kneading, it felt good but also terrifying, would he go farther than that?

Sure I know about sex. I had heard and read about it but I had never experienced it.

Is this the last time I will be with Virginity?

Will he go farther than this?

Those questions kept running through my mind. But when he moved my top up and placed his mouth against my nipple, I knew I couldn't stop him, because I was a goner.

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