🔞 AUNTY 🥵
STOP TOUCHING 🥒
CHEATER FOUR & FIVE 🎉
WRITTEN BY PETER’S GRACIOUS ✍🏻
🔞FOR MATURED MIND ONLY 🔞
“Who could that be?” Aunty Philo whisper close to my ears.
“I don’t know Aunty.” I answered back.
“Oya hurry up and wear your clothes properly..” she said softly to me
I put on my dress quickly as the knock persisted.
When I was done dressing properly. I open the door halfway and peep out to see who it was only to see.
Madam Veronica, the compound gossip, standing by the parlor door.
I walked out of the kitchen to the parlor going to hear her out .
“Good morning madam Veronica.” I greeted.
“Emeka! So you dey inside room since, were I d knock you no fit come open abi.” She ranted.
“I was busy.” I said bluntly
“Oh I see! I was busy. So na me you the follow the speak phonetics abi?” She fumed.
“Look Veronica or whatever your name is, this is the last time you raise your voice on Emmy. Else you will have it hurt from me.” Aunty Philo said stepping out of the room.
“See this ashawo o!{prostit.uted} Who you the follow the talk?” She blab.
“It’s you Veronica and what are you gonna do huh? Beat me the same way you beat your husband?” Aunty Philo said.
“Na me you the follow the yarn rubbish abi.” I no blame you Aunty Philo and madam Veronica kept talking nonstop.
I got inside and quietly picked my school bag and closed the door properly before going to school
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FIVE YEARS LATER..
It’s has been five years down… Five years of fuc.king aunty Philo nonstop.
In turn she takes good care of me.
We relocated from our one-room apartment to a one-bedroom flat, all thanks to Aunty Philo.
She ensured I attended one of the best schools in Abuja and gifted me an iPhone and an Apple laptop.
We’ve been carrying on our relationship discreetly, careful not to arouse my mom’s suspicion.
Today’s my 17th birthday, and Aunty Philo promised to take me out tonight. I dressed up, putting on my best dress and applying body spray to smell good. Just as I finished, my mom burst into my room.
“Mom, I’ve told you countless times to knock before entering,” I said, trying to sound calm.
“Bia, Emmy, don’t let your newfound height deceive you,” she replied. “No matter how tall an okro tree grows, it can never outgrow its owner.”
I smiled, knowing she was trying to assert her authority. “What do you want, Mama?”
“I need you to come with me to a night vigil. My pastor had a revelation about you,” she said.
I hesitated, knowing I had plans with Aunty Philo. “I’m sorry, Mama, but I can’t go. It’s my birthday, and my friends are taking me out. You didn’t celebrate it with me, so I’m going out with them.”
For three years, I’ve tried to tell my mom about Aunty Philo’s influence on me, but she either pretends not to understand or is too busy to listen. I’ve grown too deep into this lifestyle to change now.
“Really? You’re now grown enough to disobey me?” my mom complained.
I remained silent, my phone buzzing with a text from Aunty Philo. “Mom, I’m leaving now. Don’t expect me back home tonight.”
I could see the shock on her face, but I didn’t care. “Emeka, did you just walk out on me?” she called out as I left.
I met Aunty Philo’s car parked a few houses away and got inside. As soon as I closed the door, she kissed me, and I reciprocated.
“Am sorry mama but I can’t go, am going out with some friends as you can see today is my birthday since you couldn’t celebrate it for me, my friends are coming to take me out, I can’t go-to the vigil with you.” I said
“I miss you sugar boy.” She said with her hands going down my trousers.
“I miss you too,, but it’s just two days we haven’t seen each other.” I told her.
“I know Emmy!! But that two days is just like two years.. I miss you big gbola inside my honeypot na ” she said with a pleasure filled eyes as took my gbola in her mouth.
Well I didn’t give it much thought that we were in a car. Beside it’s a tinted class windows.
She gently played with my balls, tracing her hands to the tip of my d**k, and dab it slowly.. I could feel my precum filled the tip of my dic.k.
Just then she placed her mouth on my d**k.. I closed my eyes in pleasure and relaxed my head on the seat headrest enjoying the treatment Philo was giving to me me.
She kept using her tongue to play with my d**k..before she finally took in the full length of my d**k in her mouth..
And started giving me oral fvck.
She did accurately well and fast that, that I felt something build inside of me.
I used my hands to hold her head firmly to my di.ck..
After some seconds I c*m on her mouth, just as always she swallowed it.
” Thanks mummy, you’re the best.” I said and she smiled at me kiss.ing my li.ps.
“You don’t have to thank me Emmy, I should be the one thanking you instead. Don’t worry I have a special surprise for you tonight.” She said.
She adjusted her dress while I put back my gbola back into my trousers..
After some minutes she drove out of our street.
After some hours of driving, we arrived at a club house..
Immediately we got out of the car, Aunty Philo hold my hands like I was her husband or boyfriend.
We go to the entrance of the clubhouse and.. To my surprise I met some classic old women with some young boys of my age and blow my age.
Just then some women came towards us.
“Philo, how are you” a lady said.
“Am fine as you can see.” Philo answered rubbing my chest.
“Your sugar boy is handsome huh?” She said.
“I know, no be you go tell me ” Philo answered eyeing her.
“And I must confess he has a big gbola just the way sugar mummies want it.” She said making me shy.
“Thanks for the compliment. I’m not the one that stop you from razulling your own sugar boy, get your eyes off my own Cassandra.” Aunty Philo said while the woman kep staring lustfully at me but I looked away.
Aunty Philo pulled me inside the hall, and suddenly, a flurry of flowers rained down on us, accompanied by a sea of balloons. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blossoms as the sound system began playing a lively “Happy Birthday” tune. I was taken aback by the surprise party Aunty Philo had meticulously planned for me.
As I stood there, stunned and delighted, some of the sugar mummies, and their boys stepped forward, showering me with bundles of cash. The room erupted in cheers and applause, adding to the excitement of the moment. I felt like a queen, basking in the love and attention that surrounded me.
Aunty Philo beamed with pride, her eyes shining with happiness as she watched me enjoy the surprise. I was overwhelmed with gratitude, knowing that she had gone to great lengths to make my 17th birthday unforgettable.
They was a lot to drink and eat.. everyone was having a good time except the lady that Aunty Philo talked to a while ago.. she was just seated in a particular table sipping her water while staring at me occasionally.
After dancing.. and drinking some liquor I felt tired and decided to take a rest . I picked up my money into a big backpack and headed to take a seat.
Aunty Philo excused herself to go to the restroom. Every one was busy when the lady walked up to me.
“Hi.” She flashed me a smile once I was seated.
“Good evening ma.” I greeted.
“No call me Cassandra.” She said.
“Ok ma Cassandra.” I said.
“Oh there you go again, you’re so funny.” She said.
“By the way, this is my card. I’ll like you to give me a call tomorrow.” She said. And drop her card in my front.
And here is your birthday gift.” She said gave me a Golden bracelet.” I widened my eyes.. before I could say anything she had already left the clubhouse.
I hurriedly put the pure gold bracelet into my pocket and her card before Aunty Philo could come out of the rest room.
What did she want from me..
A poor boy like me.. from her speech you will know she’s so rich.” I thought loving the game..
Welcome to my adventure with Cassandra 🥵
To be continued…
