My mind was racing from Stella to Daisy. Daisy didn’t deserve what I was going to do with Stella. I didn’t deserve her love but the urge of the moment and the desire to satisfy my flesh was enormous. I was going to do it and wait for whatever punishment that followed.
To justify my actions, I recalled what happened in the Bible, that wonderful book of life.
Abraham, the Father of all nations had intercourse with his maid, Ishmeal was born.
David, God’s favourite king killed a man just to take over his beautiful wife.Ozoigbondu should follow the footsteps of those great men, not some half-baked-money-motivated teachings from a Pastor or Rev. Father who failed biology and physics during his secondary school days.
Do it! That inner mind of mine shouted inside my head.
”I don’t know what I would have done, if I had lost you” Stella said out of nowhere.
”Me too” I said, knowing that short responses was required in situations like that.
There was a fair looking shaved new cunnt staring at me and it wasn’t time for Q&A.
I pulled down my short knicker and boxers in one fast swoop and brought out a condom from my Wallet.
”I don’t like gold circle condoms” Stella said.
What! She knew the names of different condoms. What exactly was this girl doing in school?
Judgement time. Someone who said she doesn’t like gold circle must have used other types of condoms. That logically meant that stella, despite her innocent looking face, had done or been fvvcking for long.
But come to think of it, I on the other hand had used hundreds of condoms on girls. Who was I to judge or condemn Stella. The ugly truth was that we lived in a man’s world and as a result, I decided to play the Alpha male.
”Really, which condom do you prefer” I asked.
She kept quiet.
I threw the condom aside and smiled. Condom or no condom, I was going to enter stella and that was what I did as I climbed her and slipped my dicck straight into her wet cunnt without thinking of any repercussions.
There was only two things that could come out of that impulsive action. One was pregnancy and the other was contacting a disease.
Pregnancy Can be easily managed. What was required was to accept the responsibility.
The parents of Stella can only rant and curse and abuse if they were primitive, but if they were educated and wise, they can easily encourage or pressure me to marry her. If they were idiots, they can also abort the pregnancy.
In the case of disease, it was a game of luck. Gonnorea answer syphilis could easily be cured but some serious diseases such as aids could become dangerous or even result to death but death was an inevitable phenomenon.
Whichever way it turned out, I was already pumping in and out of Stella. It was a sweet experience but would have been more pleasurable if the little Jealous feud had not occurred. To me, Stella had become just a regular girl. She had become different from what I had wished her to be for me. As far as I was concerned, Daisy was my girlfriend and I had placed her above any other girl including Stella and Jennifer whom I was gradually forgetting back in Germany.
Stella was not the virgin I had wished. The free walls of her cunnt confirmed that she had been fvvcking for long.
Why the hell was she playing Mother Theresa? What was all that Going to Chapel every evening for? Was she seeking for Solace or forgiveness or repentance? She even dragged me to Church and made me sat through two different masse.
Oh I remember, Ask and ye shall be answered. Knock and the door shall be opened. Those doctrines that brings back the lost sheep’s like us back to the Religion that required us to give our 10% or go to hell.
Our heads were being messed with and sometimes, there was nothing we can do about it.
”Do it hard baby” I heard Stella moaning.
Do what hard? I was already struggling since the walls of her cunnt could not even grab my dicck. It was a freeway all the way and I was being urged to try harder.
Stella was going whether she liked it or not and even if her father asked me not to pay house rent again.
The Sperm was coming and I didn’t allow it to get to the tip of my dicck before pulling out. It poured on the sofa but then it was my sofa.
I got up, cleaned up, cleaned the seat and mixed more gin and juice.
”There can be no deep disappointment where there is no deep love”