I sat there listening to Clara going on and on about Singapore, my mind drifted to the Intimate dream I had about her weeks ago and then I smiled, Clara immediately noticed my absent-mindedness and said “You’re not listening are you” and I told her with the same smile on my face “I am”. It was already a week and Clara was back home. I had spent a month so far in Abuja, and though I talked to my folks at home every day on the phone, I missed them still, I missed my dog, I missed my room, I missed all my friends, most of all I missed school, the VC was very dull in his approach it was over 4 months and nothing had been said about resumption.
Meanwhile Wilma had gone hay wire, after the incident I fell into a depression, I didn’t see
Tiffany since that day and that made me very bitter. Even with my down trodden mood, Wilma still requested sx, and every time she did I shoved her away with indignation. It came to a point where she wouldn’t let me sleep she would creep into my room at night and attempt to suck my dicki; I wasn’t finding it funny anymore. The day before Clara’s arrival she came to my room while I was reading a novel and beckoned on me to fix her light bulb which she said was faulty, on reaching there I noticed the bulb was just fine, Wilma was at it again, trying desperately to seduce me, she unbuckled her robe before me exposing her full banana shaped breastss which I had seen a thousand times, she came gently towards me put her hand on my chick and begged me to make love to her, she said she missed me and she wanted to feel me inside her even if it was for the last time before I went back to Calabar, she claimed that she had come to love me and she was willing to do anything to replace Tiffany, I was done with s——g Wilma and I would not go back on my word, she had caused enough damage already. Wilma put her hand on my crottch and started caressing it through my boxer shorts, immediately, I pushed her hand aside, she said ‘‘please baby, don’t do this’’ as she said this she quickly brought her face to kiss me but I dodged , she grabbed me on my T-shirt and forcefully tried to kiss me again, this time I pushed her to the bed, Wilma flared up like a bomb, she fought and clawed at me, at the same time raining down curses, then suddenly she stopped and with a sober look she said ‘’Baby Am so sorry, please forgive me’’, I always knew that Wilma was a sx addict but at that moment I realised that she was also mentally unstable. When I remained resolute in avoiding her amorous advances, she reminded me of the sexx tape we shot together, then informed me that though we were acting, it would look like a Rrape to anyone ignorant of that fact, she threatened to deposit the Compromizing Video with the police if I don’t drop the act and lay her there and then. Though I was well aware that a convicted rapist could be punished with life imprisonment, I remained unflinched. Wilma packed her things out that day and I was left alone throughout the night.
Clara’s arrival brought back joy into my heart not only because I had missed her, but because she came back with a brand new phone for me, a blackberry bold torch, it was the latest mobile sensation at that time and it cost close to a hundred thousand naira, my joy knew no bounds. I was starting to fall for Clara all over again, the kiss she gave me before boarding a plane to Singapore remained indelible in my mind, I didn’t tell her how Wilma left me all alone the previous day, instead I told her that Wilma had gone to see her mother that same morning she arrived Abuja. Clara brought back so many other things including a sleek looking Louis Vuitton perfume, I hadn’t perceived anything that good for a long time, maybe because for a while all I could perceive was a wet vaginaa thanks to Wiliwanker. Huddy was not left out in the merriment; Clara had brought it assorted dog food, which she was about to serve it and it wagged its tale in anticipation. Clara talked about Singapore for hours, she
described the skyscrapers, their high level of technology and all the Asian people she had met, she said jokingly that their names sounded like the clanging of a spoon when it feel down. Clara was a very enthusiastic person, and very hardworking too, she was undoubtedly ‘Miss Independent’. Clara’s busy schedule the past weeks had robbed us the opportunity of spending quality time together. Funny enough Clara never talked about William after that outing. While we talked I realised that I had missed Clara without even knowing. It was becoming dark and Clara wanted to go and relax in the Jacuzzi
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It was becoming dark and Clara wanted to go and relax in the Jacuzzi, she beckoned on me to come along, as usual I was lost for words, when she saw the expression on my face she said ‘’Come on baby, it’s just a Jacuzzi, it’s not like we will be nakked’’ anytime she talked about the Jacuzzi i often taught it was like a bubble bath were you had to be unclad in the bath tub under the giant foam, how silly i was to think that way. She led me to her room and I sat nervously on the bed while she undressed right in front of me. She was wearing a short blue gown; it was tight on her so I could see the impression of her pant and her blue bra strap, which was left uncovered by the sleeve of the gown. Clara tried to undo the zip at her back, but it seemed stiff, so she called me to undo it for her, I went to her, breathing hard and undid her zip with surprising ease and she giggled while I went back to sit on the bed. Clara pulled down her gown to her mid section, swaying her backside from left to right bringing down the gown each time, and then she crouched to take it off from under her leg giving me a full glare of her voluptuous bosoms but with her Tips still covered by her bra. It was as if Clara was giving me a strip tease. We both went into the Jacuzzi, and sat at opposite ends, Clara on her pant and bra and me on my boxers. The water was heated so the steam gave us blissful warmth, it seemed to relax every nerve in my body except of course the nerves around my penile organ, the bubbling water gliding on our bodies gave us a tickling sensation and we smiled at each other like children. By now I had been fully excited, but the water was turbulent so she could not see the monster between my legs which was beneath it. The image of Tiffany would momentarily sip into my mind but I would immediately blur it out, I was determined to move on, I wanted to regain my happiness, my eating had become inconsistent and it was telling on my body, I had to put an end to the sadness. I watched as Clara shockingly took off her bra, exposing her large bosom, her bosoms were without blemish, full with Diary, her Tips stood erect staring directly at me and I desired to suck it in due time. Clara asked me “is this what you were afraid of?”,and after gathering the momentum to speak I replied “No” she dipped her hand beneath the water and brought forth her pant, she dropped it on the bathroom floor and again she asked “are you afraid now?” and I said “No” she asked me “Enitsua do you always say No to everything’’ I said “NO” and then she came to my side and knelt down in between my legs while I was still in a sitting position, she wrapped her hand around my neck and she asked one last question “Enitsua would you like to have sexx with me” and I said “yes” Clara smiled. We looked at each other at close proximity with steam surrounding us, at that moment it seemed Clara was the only person that mattered in the whole world. Clara brought her face towards mine in a slow motion and she kissed me, we locked our lips together and s—-d at each other, exchanging tongues and mixing our spittle; she took of my boxers and flung it out on the floor of the bathroom, and at the push of a button all the water in the Jacuzzi drained out. Clara hastily saddled on my Dicki and rode me like I was her favourite horse; she bounced on me, swaying her girth in a rhythmic fashion like a dancer, her breastt bounced uncontrollably as she moaned, I intensified her o—-m by putting my mouth on her left nippple and sucking it like sugary nuts, she came fiercely, and I could feel the warmth of her fluid on my dicki, on sensing this I released into her. We took the show to her bed even with our wet bodies. She layed on the bed and I knelt before her, with her legs astride she playe with her clitoriss, Clara’s ppubis was clean shaven and her vvulva stayed swollen as she used her other hand to handle her sensitive Tips which were conspicuously hard, we soon assumed the 69 position, while she engulfed my dicki with her salivary mouth, i nippled on her VG which was glued to my face like a mask, i s—-d and kissed and gently chewed on her puuusy lips, the more i pleasured her the harder she swallowed my dicki, deep throatin it as much as she could, this was a perfect example of “A feeling being mutual” my tongue finally settled on her Cliit Hood, I licked the stringent flesh so deligently causing her to release her love juice right into my mouth and she screamed like a choir mistress, in a bid to revenge, she increased her pace on my pen, drowning it with her saliva, wearing my cap with her tongue letting out a slurping sound, as she extended to my contracted Jingle bells, i let all hell loose and as if she knew she deaftly engulfed my tool and i emptied my baggage into her mouth.
Having enough of the mouth action i went
straight into her in the missionary position, in
and out at an unbelievable speed, in seconds
we precipitated together while moaning at the
top of our voices. We had about 3
consecutive rounds after that before we laid
down to rest.
After everything, it was ironical that having
s*x with Clara wasn’t at all what I had
expected, it wasn’t as mind blowing as the
dream I had about her, and though i had felt
it would erase the memory of Tiffany and
make me feel better, it instead made me feel
worse. Clara opened up to me that she had
wanted me from the day she saw me at the
Airport, she said I had grown into a dashing
young man, we talked for several minutes
then she asked me if I will forgive her and I
asked her for what she replied “for lying to
you” I looked at her waiting for her to say
more and she said “for lying that I am just
your family friend, Enitsua I am your Aunty”
she said she knew that if she had told me the
truth when I had asked her i wouldn’t have
agreed to sleep with her. I was devastated at
this revelation and I pulled away from her in
confusion, I had just committed Inbreeding
with my Aunty, I had thrown away all my
teachings, I had discarded my religious values
and ended up in bed with my own blood
relation, I jumped up immediately to put on
my clothes while Clara still Unclad stood up
to console me, and then there was a message
tone on my phone. It was a message from
Tiffany, it read:
“Dear Enitsua, I fell for you the first day I saw
you, I tried to stay away from you but I
couldn’t, the truth is that I don’t regret loving
you. Please don’t blame yourself for anything;
just like I don’t blame you for sleeping with
Wilma, after all we were not even in a
relationship. I just hope you will find it in your
heart to forgive me for all I have put you
through. Don’t bother coming to look for me
because you will only find my life less body
hanging from a rope, I just couldn’t take all
the Agony anymore, it was too much to bear.
Although I keep fumbling for the right words
all I want to say is that…I am H.I.V positive. I
am sorry” Tiffany was a H.I.V carrier and
both her parents had died from the disease.
Every Tuesday between 1-3pm Tiffany
escorted by her Grand mum would go to the
hospital to cue for retroviral drugs. Her father
never lived in the U.S nor did her mother die
of heart failure, she got the disease from him
owing to his strings of illicit affairs and so did
Tiffany. That is why Tiffany wouldn’t even let
me hold her for fear that I might end up
contacting the virus, but in the end I did more
than just hold her and now there was a 95%
possibility that I had contacted the virus so
did Clara and Wilma.
With our clothes still on the floor, Clara ran
up to me to apologise some more while I
remained paralysed with my phone in my
hand, reflecting on how I had ruined my life.
While she came and spoke volumes to my
deaf ear, the door swung wide open and it
was my father, he had come to pay me a
surprise visit in Abuja, but his excitement
changed to disbelief as he saw his son
Unclad with his equally unclad 29 year old
Aunty, just then I started to hear voices ‘we
no go gree o! we no go gree!’ and I woke up.
I woke up in my hostel room, with my bed
soaked with my sweat, to my greatest
consternation it was already dark, wow I had
slept for over five hours, from the ensuing
circumstances I could Apprehend an unrest…
It was all a dream I hadn’t gone to Abuja, I
hadn’t committed inccest with my Aunty, I
hadn’t contacted H.I.V, I wasn’t going to be
charged or convicted for RRape and most of
all Tiffany did not exist, it was all dreamt up.
Life had given me a second chance, so to
say, and I planned on reaching for the stars.
Actually there was a riot in my hostel that day
and I also made it out alive, I even travelled to
Abuja during the holidays not to stay with
any Aunty Clara but with my uncle. Funny
enough I do have an Aunty named Clara who
resides in Abuja, she is in her early 50’s, I
sure hope she never gets to see this novel.
This story could happen to you, it could
happen to me, it could happen to anybody.
Let us strive to make the right choices in life,
let us play safe because aids does not only
happen in dreams, aids is real.
Thanks so much for your patience and comments love you all 💖💋