My Rich Nigerian Boo – Chapter 23

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is though everything is a miracle” – Albert Einstein

Most of the time we judge the seriousness of what people say by the look on their face. If you gonna insult me with a warm looking face, chances are I won’t take you seriously. But if your face corresponds with your emotions, I will buy it on the spot. I looked at Una expecting him to say something. He just looked at me like his head was cemented to the neck. The pee in my bladder started priming itself for the outside world. I could feel the ABS of my urethra slackening. Once again, I blamed my irresponsible habit of trusting strangers. I mean, when a guy gives you an expensive car, you are more likely to think he wants something serious with you. No man buys a girl a convertible only for him to throw her to the tigers.


Out of the blue they burst out laughing. I looked at Una and asked what was going on. “Relax babe, they are just pranking you. Why would I sell the most beautiful woman on earth? I love you with every millilitre of my blood. I want to make you my wife soon.” My emotions switched to positive right there. I told them not to play like that, especially now that women are disappearing in South Africa. They apologised for their bad taste joke. Una and the guys disappeared for couple of minutes into another room. I think they wanted to wrap their business without me listening. Maybe Una didn’t trust me. I was on my phone while waiting for them. Marcia was telling me that she met a Xhosa guy and he seemed like someone with potential. In my mind I was thinking “This one is playing with fire. The only time Xhosa guys tell a woman truth is when they greet.”

Una came back holding a different bag. We did our goodbyes and left. When we got to our car I asked what he was carrying in the bag, and he said “I am carrying our future. Stick with me and you will never be broke until you die. That is an honest promise I am making to you.” His words were music to my ears. We drove to Mandela Square in Sandton to have lunch. He told me to order whatever I wanted because money was not a problem. After having lunch we headed back to Braamfontein. He wanted to drop me and leave but I asked him to walk with me to my place. I wanted to thank him for taking care of me. The smile on his face was priceless. You can never come between men and marago. The happiness on their faces when we offer them some is out of this world.

The oysters I had at Mandela Square were making things happen down there. I was damn wet to the core. Una wanted to go down on me but I told him not to. I wanted him inside me. He didn’t waste any time, within seconds we were both naked and he was on top of me. He kissed my ears and neck while using his hand to mobilise his healthy-sized dick to my wet happiness hole. He went in nice and slow and I felt all demons in my body bolting to the areas below my navel. He whispered “I love you babe” with a deep Nigerian accent. I replied “Le nna ka tlala ka wena Oga.” I don’t know why I spoke to him in vernac but it felt good. I stretched my legs wider to give him enough space to dish his labour. When his dick hit the walls of my happiness hole I found myself grabbing sheets and moaning loudly.

When his thrusts accelerated I felt my joints going weak. I wanted to stretch my legs further but I didn’t have control of my body anymore. I was temporarily paralysed, in a very nice way. It was when he started roaring like a lion that I realised we were shagging without protection. I tried to push him but he was too heavy for me. I felt his warm seed gushing inside me. His roaring slowed and he became motionless. I asked why he came inside me. He said “Are dị ụtọ. Achọrọ m iri gị kwa ụbọchị. A hụrụ m gị n’anya.“ I didn’t understand a word he said but chose to keep quiet. The orgasm I experienced finished me nje.

We cuddled for over thirty minutes. His chest was so comfortable. I was getting to like him more. “Babe, I know you said you love Braamfontein…..but I think you should reconsider my offer. I have nothing against your place but your levels have gone up. Allow me to buy you a townhouse in The North. I can’t be signing in and out like a kid whenever I visit you. Go online and google any townhouse you want and I will buy it cash for you.” His offer was tempting but I was scared. I didn’t want him to have too much power over me. I told him to give me some time to think about it. He wasn’t satisfied with my answer but let it go. He got dressed and left. My happiness hole was still experiencing a sexual babalaz. I switched on the fan and slept. When I woke up my phone had many missed calls from Una. I checked WhatsApp and there was a text from him. It read “IF SOMEONE KNOCKS AT YOUR DOOR PLEASE DON’T OPEN. STAY INDOORS AND DON’T MAKE ANY NOISE.”

Within few seconds of reading the message there was a knock at my door.



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