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Gift episode 2


GIFT 18+
Subtitle: assuming Victor is a girl called Gift.
Part three
Me: if you talk like that.
Austin: come, I wan show you w€tin my daddy dey do my mommy.
Me: w€tin be that?
Austin: follow me.
Austin took me to his parent’s room and asked
me to pull my clothes, I was just giggling
and asking him if that is what his daddy
always tell his mommy. He said yes and
I pulled my clothe, I wore a pink pa-nt that
day if I recollect vividly. He pulled his
short and clothe, Austin has a small di-ck
compared to Sammy. Even when it was
standing it was barely two inches long
but what it failed to make in length, it made
it up in width. That day Austin started
tickling me and we landed on the bed
na-ked. He climbed on me and tried pene-trating
me, he didn’t succeed that day. We kept
on trying till he finally broke my hymen,
that day I cried and Austin was scared
like hell. He cleaned me up before I went
home crying and walking like someone
who had been hit by a car. Aunty Rejoice
rushed out of the room with Sampson
trying to zip up, she asked Austin what
happened to me and he claimed I fell
from a chair and hurt my leg, I fell ill and
my dad took me to the hospital, the doctor
later told my dad what had happened
to me, My dad was so mad at Aunty Rejoice
that he nearly threw her out if he wasn’t
begged by his older sister who was Aunty
Rejoice’s mother. From that day Aunty
Rejoice started caging me in the house,
she refused me going out and wasn’t ready
to loose all the gifts my dad always gave
her. She broke up with Sampson after
a heated quarrel betwixt them, Sampson
called her nasty names like slu-t and ashewo
and accused her of sleeping with his friend
Joshua, she also replied him that he is
useless and has no future, broke three
minutes idiot! that she was just managing
him. Trust the estate people na, they went
ahead and told my father about what happened
between Aunty Rejoice and Sampson.
My father really dealt with her that she
packed her things and ran away, my dad
brought in a house girl called Grace. I
just turned nine, and had my birthday.
I was turning into a beautiful girl, and the
knot on my chest were becoming obvious.
Grace was worse, the phone my dad bought
for her was loaded with po-rn videos. There
was this night, I wanted to pee and there
was no light. I took the torchlight on my
bed side and went out through the door,
I started hearing funny sounds coming
from the room were Grace was staying.
Grace was about eighteen years, an ebony
beauty. Short with big a-ss, what she failed
to make in height, she accomplished in her
bre-asts and a-ss. I caught Grace fondling
her bre-asts and fi-ngering herself, I watched
her self-servicing until she gave a loud
cry and fell back to the bed breathing
heavily. I sneaked out without giving away
my presence, from that day henceforth
I started looking for an opportunity to get
hold of the phone that our house girl Grace
was using, I didn’t have the opportunity
till a day she went to buy what she will prepare
for dinner, she forgot her phone at home.
And I went for it and hurriedly scroll through
her videos, they were all po-rn videos.
I was lucky she didn’t place a code for
access, I played one of the videos. It started
with a white woman on a black man that
has a long thick black di-ck, she was just
riding it wondering how she was able
to take in such thing inside her. I was
so turned on and started pressing the growing
bre-asts on my chest after I reduced the
volume for only me to hear.
Voice: w€tin you dey do with my phone, Gift!?
I was startled.
The phone nearly dropped from my hands
as she caught me unawares, I looked
at our house girl Grace who eyed me suspiciously.
Me: your phone ring, I come pick because na my daddy been dey call.
Grace: w€tin em tell you?
Me: em ask me where you dey.
Our house-girl Grace didn’t entirely believe
me, from that day henceforth she locked
her phone with different kind of locks
that I couldn’t fathom. Grace always wore
shabby out-fits that hid all her curves
na em make Estate boys nodey look her
side because she no sabi whatsup, them
dey take her as neophyte. They didn’t
realize the treasure hidden beneath the
not so fine face and big out-fits. Ever since
I started schooling from nursery to my
primary Four, I have never pass more
than fifteen people in my class. Primary
Four third term is the time I took thirty out of fifty
people in my class, my dad was so happy
surprising those parents their children
took first and second, some busy-bodies
started chiding my dad. My dad just told
them that they will not understand, during
the holiday I was at home my dad decided
I should get a home teacher. He intend
bringing a lady but kicked against it when
he heard Akpan’s story. Akpan was a
house-boy to one Mr. Ben in the Estate,
he caught the female private teacher pant
down with Akpan in the bathroom, Akpan
later blamed the devil and the girl blamed
his Calabar big cassava. My dad got me
a private teacher called Ben, he usually
come by 10am in the mornings and leave
by 12pm and then return by 4pm then
leave by 6pm in the evenings. It continued
like that until he started teasing Grace
that she doesn’t know how to dress, with
days Grace started wearing s£xy gowns
and skimpy skirts making guys admire
her bu-ttocks. With time I started suspecting
something fishy betwixt Grace and uncle
Ben, whenever Uncle Ben finished teaching
me, he will not rush off like before instead
Grace will ask me to go out and play in
Mama Tabara shop. A lady who own a shop
some distance away from our own flat.
She got married to a teacher and they had
a daughter named Tabara, I saw a man
that our house girl Grace asked me to
report to her whenever I see him. I ran
home to tell aunty Grace that I have seen
the man she was looking for, a song was
playing in the sitting-room but there was
no one in there, I tip-toed to the kitchen
and saw Uncle Ben with aunty Grace in
female and male dog pose. His trouser
and boxer were hanging around his legs,
while his shirt stopped just below his
abdomen were his di-ck was positioned
in the entrance of our house-girl Grace
pleasure house, Aunty Grace pan-t was
on the floor while the short gown she wore
was gathered around her waist. She held
the kitchen counter pushing her big bu-ttocks
backwards, while Uncle Ben held her
waist. Moving his waist, f-ucking her.
groping and pressing her bre-asts under
the gown, he carried one of her legs and
hung on the counter. he was just ba-nging
her har-d, making her to mo-an and shout
harder and faster, while he was groaning
and moving more faster. I was just watching
them enjoying how my body reacted, I
didn’t realize I was pressing my small
bre-asts till when they reached o—-m,
breathing and sweating profusely. Aunty
Grace was scared when she saw that
I caught them, both of them begged and
asked me to ask of any favour from them
which I did, I asked our house-girl Grace
to always give me her phone every night
till morning if she doesn’t want me to talk.
I told Uncle Ben that he will not flog me
anymore when I can’t answer a question,
I later asked aunty Grace to make my
ass to be big like her’s. She said it is natural
but she will help me sha… every morning
we godey do sit-ups and she go tell me
say anytime I wan baf make I grab am.
every night was fun with Grace’s phone,
I go watch po-rn from midnight till 4am
and sleep off. I always find it hard to wake
up, I started thinking of how to enjoy what
the women in those videos always enjoy.
The one that turned me on more was one
of the po-rn that a fat man was roughly
giving it hard to a little girl, I wondered how
she was able to take in that monster, I
fingered myself so hard and fast till I
was exhausted, I wasn’t getting enough
satisfaction ’cause I can’t remember having
an o—-m. Our Elders say a child who
live for enjoyment seek to destroy the
goodly fortune His|Her Chi was known
for. One evening like that our house girl
Grace sent me out to Mama Tabara’s shop,
I was there playing with little Tabara.
Mama Tabara: Gift oh! run go check if my husband dey house?
Me: my carry Tabara go.
Mama Tabara: no, only you go.
I ran off to Tabara’s their apartment, papa
Tabara is a chronic womanizer whose
wife will kill and swear to death that her
husband isn’t. Gossipers association always
claimed that she has been bewitched.
Our Elders says a butterfly can never be a bird,
and any butterfly that thinks itself as a bird
meets destruction before time. I opened
the door and met Papa Tabara smooching
with Adeyin, a girl about fifteen years.
Something that I lived to regret all my
life happened that day.

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