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My Perfect Love(R18)

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Well just like most stories, I guess this also has to start at the beginning, the only problem is, I don’t know where the beginning is. What I do know is dat it revolves around love, hope and I guess, more love. You ever wonder how the road not taken always seems better and greener? Or how the few things you did might have made things take a different turn. Enough with the chit chat the story goes thus…

Like I said, I can’t really remember the actual beginning nor when our paths crossed, not d first words we spoke to each other or where we met. I sincerely can’t remember jack but lets skip the beginning which I remember not to the part which I do remember. The first picture we snapped together! It was a gathering of classmates and my notorious noise makers and I went to kill the show as usual. She being gentle, soft spoken, and under the radar was also present and at the end of the party we just happened to pose for a picture. I still remember it in my mind’s eye; she had on a black top wit some inscriptions on it. I had on a black trad and I guess my camera pouch was in my hand.

The friendship took off after that. Gist, hanging out and all because she was so unique from all others. I was completely myself wit her and by that, I mean really free because I could use abuses and curses and she wouldn’t pick up a fight but rather in d same portion, curse and abuse me. It became a battle of who knew more curse words and it always made me laugh. Sincerely, she was always there and I don’t know why it took me so long to see the beauty in her. Maybe it was because like most guys, I was looking for a perfect lady with a coke bottle’s shape, mad boobs and ass and a pretty face. I guess it is either too much porn or fantasy because such babes don’t exist in reality, just fantasy. Well, we made jokes about everything from sex to politics to religion and more. We had good laughs and I thought this was a friend, a true friend. Little did I know what the future had in store for us.

“The future is not yet written. We are d inks, the earth is the paper and we should write on the paper”.

Skip forward a few months after and we kept getting closer and closer. Summer came and put little distance between us and it was all good because I wanted to play around but as fate would have it, she came around for summer and that is where the real story begins friends.

I spent summer in Coventry with fam and she was at the outskirts of London. We were constantly chatting on yahoo messenger. I made promises,some I knew I couldn’t fulfill but hey, it ain’t possible to make passes at a lady without some little white lies. To my amazement she was responding well. I took it as my cue to make d next move. I traveled down to London, took a map and went to a side of London I had never been to before. I remember when I got to the train station where she said I should stop. I waited for almost an hour for a ford bus to come pick me. I was seriously hungry and I went to the nearest shop and got a sandwich and drinks to reduce the hunger.

The bus finally arrived and I took it and arrived at her bus-stop. I gave her a ring and she came out. She strolled down the road to meet me, I am shortsighted and I couldn’t see her face but I saw the shape and as she strolled majestically to meet me, my soldier stood at attention(very few girls could make that happen), that’s when I realized that I must have her. As she reached me, she gave me a warm hug and I could feel her C-cupped breasts on my body and my head was spinning. The beauty of London and other developed cities is the freedom to express love in public.

We took a stroll to a lonely road where few cars passed by and we sat on a covet or something. I really was only interested in her. She sat on my laps and we talked, can’t remember what we talked about. All I remember is that I was looking at her lips wanting to kiss them and she turned around and faced me and laid one on me. It was a magical moment! We kissed and kissed and it was like we were all alone; the world stopped moving, although I could hear the sound of passing cars. I was in a whole new world and she was the center of my world.

As we headed back home I couldn’t help but feel the urge to kiss her so I took her to a waterside and kissed her passionately. She was so sweet that I had to bite her lips just a little. She thought I didn’t know how to kiss but didn’t know it was just the way she was. I ended up asking her out and well she said ………………… “yes!!!” of course, she had to say yes. A new girlfriend was in the picture and I thought that things could not go bad. Sincerely, I thought not at that period nor ever; she was all I wanted, my own fantasy girl. Not too smart to make me look dumb and not too dumb like Patience Jonathan to save me from public embarrassment; not the coke bottle, lingerie model and all but she was perfect to me and screw what anyone else thought.

We came back and within a short period, I suddenly had to be apart from my beloved. I was drafted to the military, a cause I had to serve one way or the other. Well, I thought if death cannot kill me, I will definitely be back soon to hold my angel….. or, so I thought.

To be continued

Written by @chybozz


This story is really Ije love. lol. I hope you enjoyed reading it. I had to cut it short because it is really long. The second half of it is the raunchy part winks
What do you think happened though? Do you think she was faithful? Do you think she waited? Do you think he became cold blooded after the war? Let us play a guessing game! Thank you for reading, do have a fruitful week.

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8 Comments

  1. Genro November 25, 2014 at 6:33 pm -  Reply

    Shughar……all these stories that you write to raise someone’s appetite only for you to cut it short and say wait for part 2……..I go wait but if you cut it again….war oooo….coke bottle shaped girls…lool

  2. Korlahjor November 25, 2014 at 9:18 am -  Reply

    Hmmmm…still waiting 4 d nxt part b4 I comment fully…which kind puppy love be dis one sef..na so aje dey fall in love??

  3. aGuyUused2luv November 24, 2014 at 2:30 pm -  Reply

    Next time put d raunchy part first.

  4. Tope November 24, 2014 at 12:55 pm -  Reply

    I am still deciding what my response will be.

  5. esibobbie November 24, 2014 at 11:22 am -  Reply

    All this love wey no dey exist. Coke bottle shaped girls are easier to come by.

    • shughar November 24, 2014 at 3:08 pm -  Reply

      Lmaoooooo……i cannot wait for the love bug to bite you again.

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