I was in eleventh grade and on a weekend break and decided to spend it with my father and stepmother. They were nice people. Even though I had moved to live with my mother, my father kept my room behind the main house among his tenants to spend my nights whenever I visited.
That weekend was also the last two days of our Peer Education workshop at one of the well known motels in Mongu. On my way back home from the workshop, just some few houses away from my dad's place I met Lulu, a Childhood friend.. She was a a year or two older than me and always used to tease me that I was an ox. Now oxen here are castrated and that meant I wasn't man enough to do anything. The sun had already set and I only recognised her because of her hourglass shape which was unmistakable even when one was to close his eyes and just touch and feel her out... I always fantasised to have her and once jerked holding a photo we had taken with other friends on one of the Christmas day.
Whenever I made an attempt to bed her she always brushed me aside. But tonight I thought was a different night... The facilitators dealt with two cardinal issues which changed me forever... High self esteem, which before was my undoing when it came to associating with girls, the reason I stayed chaste up to that time, and how to avoid catching STIs by condomizing..
I approached her and by way of greeting I reached out with my free left hand tenderly squeezed her right firm mould.. I expected her to slap me, brush my hand off or insult me or even step back but she didn't.
"Benja don't start the fire you can't extinguish. " was all she said.
For some one who had never touched a girl in such a way, my blood pressure rose to alarming levels... My tool was stiff in no time am the juices started to flow like eyes dropping tears because of smoke from fire wood... Next to where we were standing a semi finished house and it was standing isolated from the next occupied houses. For the answer, I grabbed her hand and led her inside and into a very darkened corner of one of the interior rooms. My mouth was dry. My hands trembled and my heart pumped like a 100hp boat engine.. And I could feel my boxers wet with my precum... She took out her phone to light up where she wanted to sit... There were blocks allover and she chose one.. She whispered to me to undo my fly... I was shaking and she saw It, but because she saw the bulge she quickly helped me to free my tool.. And free at last, lit by the light of her phone and dripping of juices she couldn't believe her eyes.. I could see how she greedily looked at it.. I am proud to say I have just the right size which every woman would wish to have... Not the crazy size which would leave her needing stitches but the one which would stretch her to satisfaction... She grabbed it without hesitation and played with it for a minute and then ordered me to go down on her as she opened her thighs and pushing her pants aside... I did as I was told... Forgetting everything about using a condom, I drilled into her.. I felt every inch of her warm wet inside and the pleasure travelled all the way from my toes to my eyes.