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So how did my story with Sister Mary began??…..

Being a young successful civil servant, who luckily got employed immediately after my Nysc. Life was full of fun, adventures and escapades which i was never opportune to engage in during my campus days because of financial constraints. I attended university with almost nothing, but life has a way of pushing someone with one hand and embracing him with another. All my struggles were rewarded with a good job at the end, but what did i do with my new found status?

I ate, drank and smoked women like garri, from campus girls, to working class chicks, from young female teachers to cute attractive executives. I counted my census with no holds barred.

I soon became friendly with a rich young banker popularly known as a Jboy, together we rocked the city swimming, and sinking in honeypots of willing girls, but the more we did our thing, the more hungry we got, until Jboy came up with a very weird Idea, which was for us to carry our adventures to the church. At first i declined, but when i saw him get down with three hot sisters i became a born again Christian by force, changed my name to brother kenneth, a name i used in fishing for holy ladies.

Within two sundays, i befriended Sister Mary, a lady older and much more matured than I.

I know you must be wondering why i went for such older lady, when there are lots of younger girls everywhere?.

Well i had no time for the younger ones who needed much more convincing and good deeds to lure when there were willing hot ladies, dying underneath their long gowns and skirts.

By wednesday, after the second sunday of my born again life, sister Mary an active choir member honoured my invitation. She came to my house and we spent the rest of that evening arguing and quoting the bible.

Friday she honoured my invitation again, but instead of quoting the bible, we went for a hot delivering session on my bed..

Little did i know that the devil has a special way of flogging ignonarant men.


“oh bro Ken may God forgive you” she panted after the second round. I smiled happily, buried my head between her two robust bosoms and breathed heavily.

I was so d–n satisfied and exhausted. Not only was she hot and well built, she equally was a tiger on bed, receiving all my thrusts like a p–n star, which gave me great access to swim freely.

I was soon ready for another round, I bit her ti.ts softly, wore my last rubber, and dangled my joystick before her.

“nemesis” she exclaimed, sat up and pulled back with a smile,

“don’t tell me you are scared of the devil huh?” i asked, grabbed her two legs and stopped her from moving backwards. She silently shrugged.

I pounced on her, kissed her for some minutes {before setting her in a d—-e position}, buried my joystick and knacked away furiously, my balls slapping her a-s like a school band.

I rode through river Jordan to river Niger, moving my waist very fast as if i was in a hurry. She sang, screamed, and moaned as i dug in and out with joyful abandon.

She soon fell on her stomach when her knees couldn’t withstand the pressure, giving me great opportunity to grab her two milk factories, which i pumped and fondled as i knacked away with great abandon.

Finally after about twenty minutes of hard knacking, i released my seeds once again, collasped on her, breathing heavily like a farmer who fell off a palm tree.

“bro ken, you are a devil” i heard her murmur softly. I smiled, pulled out from her in order to remove the used rubber. But i gasped when i saw it was broken.

Mary turned and stared at me that moment, noticed my coloured face, looked down at my joystick and immediately sat up with a changed expression.

I breathed deeply as she stared into her wet kitt.y, which showed a little amount of watery sperm.

“i have to go take a shower” she said with a controlled smile without any atom of fear nor alarm on her face. I shrugged, nodded and pointed to the bathroom, which she calmly went to.

She however complained of waist pain, after freshening up, claiming it was hurting her very much, thereby forcing me to insist she spend the night with me, without knowing it was all part of her cunny schemes.

We had a quiet dinner hours later, before sleeping off our exhaustion, but by 2am the following morning. I woke up to see her suc.king hungrily on my joystick, I stared at her with surprise and wonder, extremely alarmed to see what she was doing to me by that hour.

Yea I do love s-x with all my heart, but something in her got me very scared.

“Sister Mary” i murmured her name cautiously.

To be continued


“ouch what are you doing?” i asked,

“sssh quiet” She replied with a naughty smile, and continued sucking my d.ick hungrily as if her life depended on it, Slowly arousing me once again. My heart beat increased, my eyes dilated with excitement, but suddenly i held her head still, forcing her to stare at me inquisitively.

“please stop” i begged,

“but why?” she asked curiously,

“i used my last rubber yesterday, i don’t have any left” i explained nervously. She scoffed and hissed.

“mtcheew is that the reason you are panicking like a kid?, relax jor, i’m no little girl, i can take care of myself” she assured me with a naughty smile. I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, the temptation was so strong, my body weak and willing. I had no choice than to accept her pledge and yield.

Without another word she pulled up her waist, lowered her hot inviting k.itty over my naughty joystick and rode me slowly. Her huge as.s was all mine as i fondled and caressed with pleasure, licking my lips like a nursery school pupil.

Her was nothing but a bag of temptation. The shape and softness could make a pastor cast devil unto himself.

With two hands on my chest she drew up her waist midway, lowered it slowly and drew it up again, this she did rhythmically sending my brain crashing with great pleasure. I soon began quoting songs of Solomon like a prophet.

“dam.n i was on fire as i enjoyed the early morning holanda milk, turning my head to and fro like a hungry giraffe. She soon lowered her chest, sending her left giant b—m into my open mouth. I suc.ked the t-t hungrily, my mouth making annoying sounds as she fed me like a child.

My joystick fired on, so was her pu.nny which sprayed k.itty juice all over my g—n, singing yippee! Yippee yippee!, as it brushed my stick. Within six minutes, i released hot seed into her with great force. She collasped on me, while i breathed heavily.


Later in my morning when my eyes cleared, i regretted all i did, but Mary wasn’t in any way bothered. She really was full of excitement, did all my laundry and even cooked for me before leaving, surprising me further with her behaviour, which instead of making me pleased with her, got me more suspicious and worried.

But my greatest surprise however came on sunday {church service}, when she climbed the pulpit during testimony time to give her own testimony.

According to her, “God has answered her prayers of two years in a big way”, “don’t ever give up or be dismayed, it might take time, but God won’t abandon you” she advised the congregation.

I was stunned.

To be continued.
Episode 3

There is nothing as painful as being beaten, pinned or caught in your own game. I couldn’t believe my new prey would be bold enough to announce our outrageous affair to the congregation.

Of course she never mentioned my name, but it wasn’t enough to prevent most of the female church members from throwing unguarded stares at me as if they all knew about us. The rest of the congregation simply followed her eyes which were well fixed on me as she talked, clapping and nodding in approval to all she said.

“i came to this church hopeless, helpless and lost. But the Lord wiped away my tears, dragged me up and consoled me with a perfect gift. A real man. I won’t mention his name for now, because our Daddy, our great pastor is yet to sanction our union, which hopefully he will do today. This is God’s church. My dear sisters your time of happiness is at hand. Never cease praying” she happily poured out. Ending her speech with a very touching song which lit the whole church aflame with cries and prayers. They were all happy for her.

I knew i had to leave the church for good before i become the biblical Saul who was converted on his way to commit more crime against christians.

I truly wasn’t ready to turn a new leaf. Supposing i were, the big mouthed Mary wouldn’t even fall in my 40th choice.

At the end of church service. I quickly ran out of the church premises with Jboy{my accomplice}.

“o boy, e be like your hook caught wrong fish ooo” he asked seriously as we rushed to my car.

“my guy e worst than you think. Na d fish swallow me and the hook” i murmured, shaking my head and breathing deeply.

“don’t worry i have a plan” he assured me, stopping and facing me with a serious look. But before he could say another word, one of the church ushers rushed up to us.

“excuse me sir. Our pastor is waiting for you at his office. Sister Mary is there already” he announced seriously. I felt like slapping the silly messenger, but couldn’t because i was still in the church premises and some curious members were equally looking and smiling at me.

To be continued.

I walked into the Pastor’s Office to meet the pastor, his wife, Mary and a church elder discussing happily. They all smiled at me as i walked in. The pastor quickly stood up, offering his hand for a handshake.

“my heart is overjoyed. Sister Mary’s testimony really made my day. I’m so happy for you. She’s a wonderful woman. You are blessed” he said as we shook hands, while his wife and Mary nodded happily.

I was filled with rage, very angry with the pastor for not even giving me the opportunity to confirm Mary’s testimony. Perhaps he did it with good faith, because he might have felt Mary wouldn’t have announced our relationship in the church if i never sanctioned it. I bit my lips, nodding like a drugged rat. The church elder stared at me strangely, his eyes fixed on me as if he was seeing a vision.

“i have to pray for God’s favour on you and on our dear sister, though you still will need to keep an appointment with me on saturday. There are lots of things we need to discuss, because as you know, you are not yet a full fledged member of this church” he said, smiling at me, before signalling to his wife, Mary and the elder to stand up for prayers.

After the long prayer, i hurridly left the office, leaving Mary rudely behind as i dashed for my car where my friend was waiting for me.

Jboy couldn’t help but laugh his heart out as i sadly told him all that went through in the pastor’s office.

“o boy i can’t wait to be your bestman” he laughed.

“i go smash your head. Imbecile” i barked jokingly.

Ten minutes later, I dropped him at his apartment before heading to mine. I really wasn’t in the mood for anything, not even to listen to jboy’s solution. All i wanted was just to sleep and think over my life.

I was about dozing off in the sitting room, when my door bell rang, waking me up. I cursed, scratched my head and answered the door. Of course it turned out to be no other person than Mary. She stared at me with fear in her eyes, her right hand shivered under the weight of a polythene bag she held. I stood unmoved, blocking her way with an angry stare.

She nervously watched me for some seconds, not knowing what to make of my mood.

“what’s up with you?, what’s happening?. What did i do wrong?” she asked with a frightened voice. I scoffed, drawing back a little, putting more fear into her with my behaviour. I was very determined to end everything that moment. I wasn’t scared of the consequence nor any bit scared of hurting her christian heart. All i cared for was myself and myself alone. She meant nothing to me.

“i beg of you. In God’s name, what’s happening?” she asked again. Tears quickly formed in her eyes, but i wasn’t perturbed. I was very determined and cold.

“Mary i don’t want to see you ever again. It’s over between us” i said slowly, watching her reaction keenly.

She drew back with surprise. Her mouth opening with great disbelief.

“what?, i don’t understand you bro. Ken. I thought we were…” she desperately tried to say something, but i interrupted her, nodding with a crazy smile.

“you heard me right” i murmured.

“I beg of you, let’s talk this out. Just thirty minutes of your time is enough. I think i deserve such. Please” she quickly begged, controlling her tears and displaying a fake smile. I stared at her for some seconds, shrugged and obliged.

Quietly she walked into my sitting room, carefully sat on a sofa and faced me.

“please tell me the truth?, what’s behind your sudden change in behaviour. I’m an adult, please hide nothing from me” she begged with a calm grace, staring at me with eyes filled with dashed hope. I drew close and held her hands.

“we have to end this because i’m not comfortable with you anymore. I don’t love you, let’s just be friends” i said slowly. She breathed deeply, and drew back a bit.

“just like that?. No bro. Ken. Born-again Christians don’t behave that way. Tell me?, why the sudden change of heart. I don’t just understand. Today is sunday of all days, please be serious” she managed to murmur with disbelief. I rubbed my face and swallowed hard.

“you have to get going now. Please i need a little peace” i barked, dragging her strongly on her feet. My action totally surprised her. She tried to resist but i was stronger. Tears quickly drew down her cheeks.

“why are you doing this to me?, why are you shattering my hopes. You don’t love me anymore, but why, it isn’t fair. God is watching” she cried as i pushed her out of my apartment.

I felt miserable but satisfied, paying no attention to her cries as she banged on my locked door asking for another chance.

As i returned to the sofa, my eyes fell on the nylon bag she brought. I quickly grabbed it in order to flung it out of my apartment, but unfortunately the hand tore, pouring a well perpared meal of rice, chicken and salad in my sitting room.

To be continued.

I moved on with my life the next day. My busy office schedule helped forget all about Mary and her problems.

Jboy couldn’t believe his ears after i narrated how i sent Mary away from my apartment. He was extremely pleased and according to his words ‘he wouldn’t have done any better’.

I never heard from Mary for the rest of that week and the next, which was a very welcomed development. I equally stopped attending her church and moved over to catholic church which was my true church of baptism{where i was baptized as a child}.

After laying low for a while, by keeping to myself. I started another wonderful relationship with a colleague, a very pretty damsel who was just transferred to our office from Akure.

Chioma being a professional and an experienced girl, refused to give into my too many tricks, thus making our relationship a boring but respectful one. I slowly began to grow more fond of her much to Jboy’s surprise.

Two weeks later, precisely on a sunday evening. I was relaxing in a quiet bar with Chioma, Jboy and his new girlfriend when a phone call from Mary came through. I ignored the call, frowning slightly while my mind flashed back to the memorable times i had with her.

“only if she never played that church stunt on me, perhaps we would still have been together” I reasoned.

Mary called four times which i carefully ignored. She then sent a text message which totally shattered my mind. My eyes enlarged as i read it while my hands shook.

“I’M PREGNANT. WE NEED TO TALK” were the words she sent. Very short and precise but enough to send my nerves flying.

The evil that we guys do often lives with us, but surely i wasn’t ready to live with mine.

She was the least person i wanted as the mother of my children. I was left with no choice than to act fast, by doing what exactly??

After some seconds of deep thinking, i heaved a sigh and drew closer to Chioma.

“baby i have to go and urinate. I’ll be back shortly” i whispered to her, equally signalling to Jboy at the same time to follow me.

Together Jboy and i went outside for a little talk. I showed him the text from Mary, biting my lips with regret.

“too bad” Jboy frowned, shaking his head in deep thought.

“how did such a mess happen?” he asked curiously, while i wasted no time in giving him the details of the s-x i had with Mary weeks ago.

“gosh if not handled appropriately, this can ruin the beautiful relationship you are enjoying with Chioma. Chia” he hissed with concern.

“what do i do?. I’m so confused” i asked seriously, breathing quickly as i looked forward to a solution from him.

“there are two sides to this situation. Either she’s is lying to get you or telling the truth” he murmured thoughtfully.

“but i advise you let today pass before calling to speak to her. That will make her think twice about the effectiveness of her text {message}” he advised, while i nodded in agreement.

My initial plan was to call the silly girl in order to confirm the text she sent to me, but Jboy was a professional in such matters and so I had to go by his suggestion.

Chioma followed me home that fateful evening, and for the first time opened herself to me, offering all she had to me. Her sweet, slender, attractive body was all mine, but unfortunately i wasn’t in the right frame of mind for s-x. All that was in my head was Mary’s image. I was so miserable and lost that Chioma soon noticed my lost appearance.

“what’s wrong with you?. Don’t tell me you havn’t kissed or made love to a woman before?. Why are you trembling before my nakedness?. Don’t you like what you are seeing?” she curiously asked with alarm clearly written all over her. I murmured a quick apology, grabbed her right b—m and s—-d on it, while my other hand played on her second b—m.

I really had dreamt so much of making great love to her, but when i finally got the opportunity, i wasn’t fit to perform very well. I felt like telling her the truth, sharing my problems with her but just couldn’t.

Mary was my cross, mine alone to carry. I never knew a player’s life could be so sweet and bitter at the same time. I was ready to quit, ready to face life in an honest way and settle down with Chioma. Only if God would make my outrageous sin with Mary go away.

To be continued.


    Joyce Kumah said:
    September 6, 2016 at 8:44 pm

    Ur story is such a great message n lesson to many of our youth today .I can’t wait to read e final episode.


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