My virgin story
Episode 10
Because of my ambition to be a writer, I
used to leave my college of science
during free periods to attend lectures on
international relations in the college of
social sciences. I used to sit in a dark
corner without speaking to anybody in
the class. One day, I walked in before the
commencement of the lecture and sat
down at my usual place. Suddenly I heard
a feminine voice from behind me.
“Don’t sit there, that’s my seat!”
I stood up immediately ready to
challenge who it was. I found myself
looking into a pair of crystal clear eyes
set inside a pretty, dark, angelic face. All
the anger I had felt at the intruder
vanished instantly. For a while, I couldn’t
say anything. I swung my gaze quickly
from her face down her body. She was
slightly dark; the colour of chocolate. She
was slim, cute and with tiny waists. She
had straight, smooth legs typical of
runway models. My gaze swung back to
her face. But she was not frowning, she
was actually smiling and it was an
innocent, yet mischievous smile. Then I
told her gently that it was my seat since
I always sit there. She smiled and said
that I had two options. It’s either I leave
the seat or we share the seat. I knew the
second option was not feasible. It would
not be allowed by the lecturer so I left
the seat for her and got another seat.
But throughout the lecture I kept thinking
about her. At a time during the lecture I
looked at her and found her eyes meeting
mine.
After the lecture, I was leaving the class
when I heard the girl beside me.
“Why do you like staying alone without
talking to anybody?”
“To avoid trouble.” I replied
She found me funny and started laughing.
Then I told her it was because she was
so beautiful and polished that I felt
myself dumbfounded at first and had to
leave my seat for her. She smiled and
said her name is Rachel. I told her my
name and we started chatting. She
confessed that she had always seen me
in that corner and was curious about me.
That’s why she decided to look for my
trouble.
This was to be the beginning of my
second relationship.
I can say this is one of my best
relationships ever. Rachel had a very
cheerful, intellectual, generous
personality. There was never a dull
moment with her. We were never in want
of anything. She had a lot of money and
although I never demanded from her, she
never ceased to spoil me with money at
every opportunity. At first we didn’t talk
about s-x because of the kind of
environment we were. I was in love and I
was happy, I had the best girl in the
world in my life. Then one day while we
were walking back from the school
cafeteria, I asked her what she thought
about s-x and she said she was a virgin
but she doesn’t mind trying it out with
me since I was the right guy for her. She
only needs it to be at the right place in
the right time. As time went on we
discovered we could barely be around
each other without getting h—y. This
girl nearly got me into trouble several
times. There was a time in the chapel
when the service was getting boring and
we decided to stroll around. When we got
under the stairs, she whispered into my
ears that she was h—y. I had to kiss her
instantly and we continued kissing for a
while. Then I felt her hand stray to my
trousers, caressing my stiff c—ck through
the fabric. My hands were already on her
boobs when we heard fast footsteps
approaching us. We quickly broke up and
dispersed. It was a security man; if we
had been caught it would have been a
semester suspension. I was looking
forward to booking a hotel one weekend
and taking her there to bleep her. But
when I approached my roommate
Johnson for advice, he said the love I
had for her might vanish if I had s-x with
her too early and I would start seeing her
as a s-x object. I explained to her and
she understood. She said she would wait
but not for too long
During the long break, she took me to
see her parents. Her father was a popular
businessman, he was stinkingly rich and I
was a little scared initially, having to
stand to his scrutiny. After quizzing me
for a while, he was satisfied that I was
good enough for her daughter. He liked
me because I seemed to be
knowledgeable in a lot of things and he
found easy to chat with me because he
was an influential man who has seen a
lot. Her mother was a sweet, gentle-
looking woman. The resemblance
between mother and daughter was too
much. She had a slim body like her
daughter and they looked more like
sisters than mother and daughter. I
wondered if I actually see her outside on
a normal day, I could toast her not
knowing she is married for 25 years with
5 children. The mother also liked me and
I had a nice time with them. After then
she always asked about me. She used to
package gifts for me and give me money
whenever she visited her daughter in
school.
During the Christmas I went to Rachel’s
house again and attended their
Christmas party. I was introduced to her
siblings. She had two sisters and two
brothers. The guys were tall and slim,
like their father. The girls were also pretty
like their mother. However, Bimpe who
was Rachel’s immediate younger sister
seemed not to like me and she tried to
diss me at every opportunity. Rachel told
me not to mind her that she was just
jealous. The party was exquisite and
explosive. There was plenty of food and
booze as we partied till dark. Many big
men were there; Rachel’s father’s friends.
She was with me throughout and in the
evening she kept whispering into my ears
“Tonight, am getting disflowered by you
tonight.”
I laughed and said she was drunk. She
said yes but that it was possible even
with the prying eyes of her family. She
said she would sneak into my room at
night and do it with me. I was excited,
looking forward to a night of hot, steamy
s-x with the girl I loved.
As the party proceeded I got drunk on
the alcoholic wine. Rachel went to sleep
first, complaining of getting dizzy. Then
later I staggered upstairs into my
bedroom in a secluded chamber in the
mansion. I was drunk; everything seemed
to swirl in my eyes and I crashed on the
bed. Before I slept, I had the imagination
of s-x and Rachel playing in my mind.
