Life of a p-rnstar episode 1 – 2

LIFE OF A #P-rnSTAR
(How He Defiled Me) 🔞

Episode 1

Life was like a living hell to my mother after the death of my father, she couldn’t cope cause she happens to be a full house wife.

With the help and advice of few relatives she was able to secure a job as nanny in an estate quite far from our house.

She’d clean the people’s house, prepare their meals, take their children to school and bring them back, she’ll also stay with the children until their parents comes back.

While she do all this she’ll leave me in the care of our neighbors who happens to be a male bachelor called Austin early in the morning, she usually comes back when I’m already asleep.

So sorry for not introducing myself to you, my name is Ifeoluwa but people usually call me Ife or Love.
Presently I’m twenty nine years old and I’ll clock thirty, I’m sharing my life story with a psychologist who is also my counselor.

He just asked me how I happened to be a p-rn star.

(Flash back)

“mum I’ll not stay with uncle Austin again, I’ll be living with mummy Khalifa ” I told my mum one morning while she was dressing me to go and stay with uncle Austin cause she’ll soon leave for work.

“common shut up your dirty mouth, I know why you want to go to mummy Khalifa’s house, cause you like playing and uncle Austin doesn’t give you room for play. I don’t want you to grow with dull bran like Khalifa and his younger once, I was the one that told him to take good care of you ” she scolded

“but mum…… ”
“keep quiet” she cut me in.
Mum is just too hypEr×¢tive, she speaks much and listen less, she would have waited to hear me out before reacting.

The previous day uncle Austin was fondling my br-ast and I know it was wrong although I was still young at that time, I was eight years old then and primary four if I’m not mistaken.

“now go” she ordered, I left for uncle Austin’s room, it was five am that time, I knock gently until he opened the door for me.

Immediately he saw me, he carried me up in a bridal style and placed me on his bed, although I was eight but I look older than my age, my br-ast was fast growing with nuts in,side already.

“my beautiful princess how was your night ” he greeted but I refused to answer, what happened the previous day made me to hate him.

“I know you are angry cause I’ve not s-ck your b-obs, I’m sorry about that so should I s-ck it now? ” he requested but I still did not answer him.

He gently unbutton the button on my cream color pinned four uniform, he raised the inner one up, he s-ck my left br-ast gently and touch the right one softly.

Although I felt pains but I like it, my body seems to be yarning for it but within me was hatred and anger for him.

He mo-ned gently while squeezing the left one, it send cold down my spine, I tried not to mo-n.

I cried gently and prayed that someone should come and see what was going on, I had no where to run to and my mother was not ready to hear any word from me.

Few minutes later the door opened, of cause it was my mum, I knew it already cause she doesn’t knock before coming in.

LIFE OF A #P-rnSTAR
(How He Defiled Me) 🔞

Episode 2

(flash back continues)

“I brought Ife’s launch, it seems she has forgotten out of anger with her big head ” I heard my mum saying immediately she berged into the room without knocking, uncle Austin quickly stood up from me and pretended like something never happened.

I was quiet, my mum was not able to see him cause he turned off the light, he lives in just a room, his bed was at a corner demarcated with a transparent curtain aside the other part of the room.

He walked to her swiftly in the dark to collect my launch box. “haaa uncle why not t-rn on the lights the place is too dark” mum said to him.

“no don’t worry, I turned off the lights because Ife still wants to sleep, immediately she came she layed on my bed” he lied
“what kind of nonsense sleep does she wants to sleep at 5am in the morning, is it because the place is dark ” mum quarried not seriously
“mum I’m not sleeping ” my little voice echoed
“don’t mind her, go and dress for your work cause children always have problems ” he managed to cheer my mum up.

My mum left out of ignorance while he resume the s-cking, my n!pples were red already, I cried in my heart blaming God for giving me a wrong mother.

(end of flash back)

“so you mean that was how everything started? ” the psychologist who’s name was d-ckson asked and I shook my head

“miss Love what you narrated seems you were not happy initially but my question is that how comes you suddenly changed and acting p-rn became your carrier? ” Mr d-ckson asked, I know he wants the details.

“well, it’s a long story but I’ll explain everything bit by bit. ”

(Flash back)

I became addicted to the s-ck!ng to the extent I began to ask for it and uncle Austin eventually became my home teacher.

I don’t tell mum anything about me cause he said I should always tell him every slight changes on my body.

At primary six then I was eleven, I’ve started seeing some withish fluid (vag-nal discharge) on my p-nt, I told uncle Austin about it.

“you are now becoming a woman and that whitish fluid is the juice that every man desires from a woman especially beautiful once like you, I can’t wait to taste your juice if you don’t mind, trust me you’ll like it ” he said
“if you say it’s good then it okay by me, I’ll allow you to s-ck it” I said
Without feeling of love we both engaged in an intense k-ss, the k-ss was deep until I began to mo-n.

He gently slipped his hand down my skirt and fondle with whatever his hands touch.

He resume in my breeast as usual then it was big already but still growing, he fondle the right one and s-ck the left one.

His hands on my navel making circles, he tickled me while I twist on the bed like fish, then softly he whispered to my ears “you are nice and beautiful ” I blush.

He gently thr-sts a finger in and out of me, I felt a sharp pain. I had to jump up from the bed, he quickly drag me back and pushed me on the bed, I fell on the floor and my head hit the bed furniture.

I was unconscious cause I hit my head so bad on the bed, my uniform were soaked in blood already while I layed lifeless on the floor.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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