I ran into Mr Steven, who was locking the doors to the coaching centre. We didn\u2019t say a word to each other, I just went my way and he went on his. But little did I know that it was the start of my journey to failing JAMB for the last time.<\/p>\n
My pussy had tasted two delicious dicks in the space of six hours, and nothing short of delicious was good for me anymore.<\/p>\n
Over the next three weeks, I never entered the coaching centre. My mother was impressed by the speed with which I left the house every afternoon to head to the coaching centre. But what she didn\u2019t know was that it was all because of Baba Londoner\u2019s sugar dick. Baba Londoner would fuck me two to four times each day, and each time, I would cum shamelessly.<\/p>\n
Whenever I thought Mr Steven was getting angry with me, I would call him through his window, and before any of the students came in, he would run to the side of the building, and I would give him a sloppy blowjob, the kind that had him almost dislocating the sliding glass on the windows.<\/p>\n
It had become usual for him to use all kinds of vulgar language on me, but it didn\u2019t matter. I nearly sucked his soul out of him. The only way he could handle it was to call me \u201cAshawo, slut, whore\u2026\u201d Even then, I gladly continued.<\/p>\n
With this arrangement, he was happy, Baba Londoner was happy, and my pussy was very well serviced.<\/p>\n
We continued this way for three weeks until one day when I got to Baba Londoner\u2019s apartment and I met two girls waiting in his living room.<\/p>\n
I was shocked.<\/p>\n
I had never met anyone in his house, and this time was always reserved for our fucking. More shocking were the sounds coming from one of the rooms in his apartment. I knew immediately Baba Londoner was fucking somebody. I knew because he was grunting as he usually does whenever he was about to cum in me.<\/p>\n
I was livid. That cum was mine. How dare he waste it on someone else?<\/p>\n
While I pondered what to do, the door of the room opened, and a slim tall girl slipped out. I had never seen her before. Before I could react, Baba Londoner came out stroking his large dick, as if massaging his working tool and said, \u201cTell the manager you are category B, and also give him your test result. Who is next?\u201d he asked before noticing me.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood afternoon, Baba Londoner,\u201d I said genuflecting.<\/p>\n
Even though I didn\u2019t understand what was going on, I wanted the other ladies to know I wasn\u2019t one of them or on their level, whoever they were.<\/p>\n
Responding, Baba Londoner answered, \u201cHa, Apuna puna, we can\u2019t do our regular meeting today o, you can see I\u2019m working.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWorking?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I\u2019m testing my new girls before they enter market.\u201d<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t bother with any questions; I was angry. All of these girls were going to enjoy my sugar dick, and to make things worse, I wouldn\u2019t be getting anything. I immediately made a decision, for the first time in three weeks, I was going to the coaching centre.<\/p>\n
I turned on my heels and walked out of the apartment without a word and headed downstairs.<\/p>\n
You see, I didn\u2019t want to ask for further clarification, particularly not in front of those girls. I needed to show that they were beneath me. But seeing Baba Londoner\u2019s dick had made me horny, and I needed a ready dick.<\/p>\n
Chibuike was a no-no for me because he just couldn\u2019t give me what I was used to. The fastest, hardest, and closest dick was Mr Steven, and I was sure he was salivating for my pussy just as hard as I was horny.<\/p>\n
I had left home one hour before the resumption time for coaching, so I knew that I had about 45 to 50 minutes before any of the other students showed up.<\/p>\n
I was so horny that as I approached the entrance to the centre, I began to finger myself. By the time I got to the door of the coaching centre, I heard Baba Londoner run out of his apartment calling my name.<\/p>\n
\u201cApuna, wait. Are you angry?\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited for him to get downstairs and see me entering the centre with my hand in my pussy.<\/p>\n
When I burst into the centre, I walked straight to Mr Steven\u2019s office. The shocked teacher, who was looking through a textbook dropped the book in shock. As if he knew what I wanted (my hand was still inside the cheerleader-length skirt I had on, so it was pretty obvious), he began to unbuckle his trousers.<\/p>\n
As he was unbuckling, I dropped my tote bag, and took off my thong and my slippers. I didn\u2019t stop rubbing my pussy as I walked towards him.<\/p>\n
I could see Baba Londoner peeping through the window of the office, clutching a towel around his waist, and I decided that I would give him the show of his life.<\/p>\n
When Teacher Steven was done with the buckle, he shoved his trousers and boxers down and leaned back into his chair. Without a word, I mounted him and inserted his dick into my pussy. The speed with which I did it made it seem like I had a fire in my pussy I wanted to put out with his dick.<\/p>\n
My feet were flat on top of his desk, and he held my two ankles with his two hands. His dick was hard like a turning stick, and it stood inside me straight as I began to jam my arse on it.<\/p>\n
Even though I was enjoying the teacher\u2019s dick, I wanted to punish Baba Londoner for abandoning my pussy, so I began to talk dirty.<\/p>\n
\u201cSteven, just stay like that, let me fuck you. You know you have the best dick in this house. Fuck!\u201d<\/p>\n
Unlike before, Mr Steven said nothing; his reactions were all groans, grunts and moans. It was as if he was focusing on the fucking I was giving him, and Oh, what a fucking it was!<\/p>\n
\u201cUhhggh! Isssh! Ummm! Ahhh! Ughhhhuu! Mm!\u201d These were the only sounds coming from Mr Steven.<\/p>\n
But it was okay, I was talking enough for both of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m your ashawo, you see say my pussy wet? Na only you, only you, Steven! Fuck me like a bitch.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cH,a Steven, this your sugar dick sweet. Fuck puna, just fuck me, only you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I knew Baba Londoner could hear and see me, and I knew I was breaking his dick\u2019s heart. He was the one I called sugar dick, and I had just given Teacher Steven that title unceremoniously.<\/p>\n
I was wearing just a tube top inside an open shirt, so I reached up and pulled it down, baring my boobs to my hooked Mr Steven.<\/p>\n
To make things easier, I leaned down, got on my knees and intensified my riding.<\/p>\n
Teacher Steven\u2019s eyes caught my bouncing boobs, and without doing too much, he was able to catch one of the nipples in his mouth.<\/p>\n
My nipple in his mouth was like a sort of trigger for him. He closed his eyes, sucking it hard as I felt his dick erupt inside me.<\/p>\n
The feeling of his cum was like a hot volcano inside me, and his long, drawn-out moan while holding my nipple in his mouth sent vibrations all over my body.<\/p>\n
To make matters worse, because he was still shooting cum into my hungry pussy, he began to grit his teeth, and my swollen nipple was trapped between his teeth.<\/p>\n
The pain-tinted pleasure was just too much for my small body, and I started cumming too.<\/p>\n
I forgot about my audience and the fact that I was in the coaching centre; his teeth, the moaning, the cum, and that dick all made me scream.<\/p>\n
\u201cEh! Eh! Aaaaaaaaaaahhahahh!\u201d<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t realise I was screaming until Baba Londoner leaped into the office through the window.<\/p>\n
Teacher Steven was a cheapskate, so there were no bars or netting on the widows, which was why window access was so easy.<\/p>\n
Baba Londoner dragged me off Teacher Steven\u2019s dick, covering my mouth. My nipple sprung out of his mouth.<\/p>\n
I was still in the throes of the final leg of my orgasm, but I was aware enough to see Teacher Steven\u2019s dick still spurting cum. I wondered how long it had been since he had felt a real pussy for him to have this much cum.<\/p>\n
My thoughts were interrupted as Baba Londoner bent me over the windowsill and pushed his dick inside me. It was sloppy and wet, but Baba Londoner was fast and furious.<\/p>\n
He fucked me like a madman. It felt as if he was seeking revenge against my pussy.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis pussy is my own Puna\u2026 shebi this is what you want. Oya take sugar, ashawo! Apuna, aaaah! You want to kill me!<\/p>\n
\u201cHa sugar!\u201d<\/p>\n
His words seemed to push him over the edge as he started to come.<\/p>\n
I had never seen him cum that fast, but within a minute of the intense fucking, he was cumming inside me. My pussy was just his cum dump as he didn\u2019t bother to make me cum.<\/p>\n
After his orgasm, Baba Londoner staggered to his towel, grabbed it off the floor and ran out of the office.<\/p>\n
Both Teacher Steven and I were out of sorts, though. Our entire fucking episode took all of 15 minutes, meaning we still had a bit of time to recuperate.<\/p>\n
My legs kept shaking like they would give way. I wasn\u2019t sure if it was exertion from riding Mr Steven, or just a repercussion of the brutal fucking I had just received from Baba Londoner.<\/p>\n
When Teacher Steven eventually stood up and began to right his clothes, I spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t walk anywhere,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Glancing at me, he realised I was right, I was in no state to go anywhere. \u201cYou know what, just stay inside my office, when it is dark, you will go home.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded and grabbed my bag, crawling to the carpeted part of his office, the area behind his desk where he sat.<\/p>\n
It was one of those kinds of desks that hid the legs, so I knew I could sleep there and no one would be the wiser.<\/p>\n
I spent the entire afternoon dozing and napping under Teacher Steven\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n
At one point, he brought me a bottle of soft drink that I gulped in three swallows. He sat in his chair, and I gratefully gave him a blowjob while he gripped the back of my head.<\/p>\n
All in all, it was a good day.<\/p>\n
After that day, Baba Londoner and I resumed our afternoon dalliances, with Teacher Steven getting a blowjob or a full fuck whenever I was in the mood to be charitable to him.<\/p>\n
By the time it was time to write JAMB, I had no memory of any lessons I had been taught, just the sex positions and places I had fucked in that compound.<\/p>\n
Needless to say, I failed woefully and hopelessly to the chagrin of my mother. It was at this point she began to discuss my options on whether I would continue to find a way to pass JAMB or find a new direction for my life.<\/p>\n
I chose to learn a skill, that way, I could start a business, be my own boss and fuck whenever I wanted to.<\/p>\n
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