Hi“, I initiated the chat on Tinder, sending series of emotional emoticons along with my greeting. “Hi”, her response came almost immediately and I was griped by mixed feelings. From my numerous experiences with girls on the internet, I learned that a beautiful girl wouldn’t reply immediately to a guy’s inbox message. As a matter of fact, I had once asked a girl on Facebook, “How are you?” and her reply came about one week later. Here I was, getting an instant reply from Cute Amy Bash (her Facebook name) and feeling on top of the world and surprised at the same time. Cute Amy Bash was beautiful. The photos of her I was seeing on Facebook always gave an erection on per minute billing. Fine face, full breasts, good curves with a very impressive pair of backwards to complement God’s “good work”.

“I’m 4Y0M1D3“, the introduction began. “I am a Nigerian but I’m currently based in Pretoria, South Africa.” I included the smile emoticon and she sent her a smile back. It was clicking. “I’m Amanda Khumalo from Arcadia. Surprised to know we’re in same City”, she typed back. As a sharp guy, I gave my pick-up lines. Those lines that the ladies find difficult to resist. We exchanged phone numbers and addresses and as a “no-dulling” Warri guy, we fixed a date to meet.
6:30 am, Friday morning and I had already woken up like I had a 7 o’clock lecture to attend. I started cleaning everywhere. I swept my room, arranged the bed to taste, I put a well scented rose on the bed, and rushed to prepare pasta and some chips. I wanted to be a good host. I always am a good host after all. At 11:00 am, I was all prepared. I took some enhancer IYKWM ? as I needed to be at my very best.
In a matter of minutes, my phone rang and my heart skipped a beat when the name CUTE AMY displayed on my phone as the caller. I quickly rushed out while holding the phone firmly to my ear. Her cab was already right in front of my compound. I let out broad smile as I saw her open the door and emerge from the car. Her breast were even fuller than I saw on Facebook and her butts were just swerving behind her like a free kick shot taken by Roberto Carlos. I paid the driver 15 ZAR and gave my Amy a hug. I did not want to let her go because of the softness of what she carried on her chest, but I managed to let go. After all, granny always tells me that one needs not rush to a place when he’s sure to pass the night there. We went in and I made her comfortable.
After spending some time over the dinning and having some glasses kissed, I decided to take her out and spoil her a little. We went to the civic center where I bought her loads of good stuffs. All the while, I had my eyes fixed on her enormous bosom and her backwards. My mind was traveling places. The enhancer I took was beginning to take its toll on me. I took her. I cannot come and go and kill myself.
At home, Amy asked to take shower. I heated water for her and provided all she needed for a good bath. The moment she went inside the bathroom, my younger brother under started imagining things. I couldn’t quite understand what Junior was thinking but it quickly sprang up and threaten to force its way out of my boxer’s short. It had become so had by the time I stood up from the bed. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to get into the bathroom and ram Amy from the back, giving her the shagging of her career! To the bathroom I started off!
I wanted to take her by surprise. I have learned that ladies get turned on when a guy surprisingly walks into the bathroom or the changing room. What I saw inside the bathroom almost took my life. On her chest were standing, two pairs of bathroom slippers that I imagined would be five times the size of my shoes, sagging down and threatening to touch her knees. I was still trying to recover from that horrible sight when I saw some large material on the sink. It looked like a nylon bag! I looked at her behind and found out that what she had there were two ply boards separated by a black line! The big ass was gone! It was lying on my sink!
I fainted! I didn’t know how or when Cute Amy Bash left my house but I am cocksure she left before I could regain myself because I would’ve made her pay for all I spent that day. It was a horrible experience.



Derazy Ajah

Ajah Goodnews Chidera Socially known as Derazy Ajah is a student of Ebonyi State University, with the aim of communicating. An indigene of Ebonyi State, she has a soft spot for writing, which she started at age 12, "Writing is simply the way I put out my thoughts",she always say. Her love for writing led her to put down nice peice of works. She has written lots of beautiful works. She owns the blog site where she puts out her works. She is the future yet to be seen.

3 thoughts on “Confession Night

  1. General SA says:

    Wow.. this made my night… i love this write up it’s so humorous…


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