WEEKEND TALES: CHOUCHOU (R-18+)

WEEKEND TALES: CHOUCHOU (R-18+) part 1

A bucket was kicked viciously away from the line that had been formed by the side of the well.

There was outrage.
Voices were raised and a few bodies were shoved in anger.
This scenario played out almost every morning and the residents of Koso street were used to the fracas. In the huge melee, Irone got down to work briskly. He dunked the small bucket used to draw water from the well and began to fill his many buckets and basins, while Gbenga and Sesan tried to calm down the warring parties. A few, very observant girls had keyed into Irone’s train of thought and deftly jumped the queue to get water. One was those girls, was called Chekube… Popularly known as Chouchou.

Chouchou was the hottest bitch on Koso street. Her beauty was not measured by her face, stature, brains, height, skin color or other such criteria. Chouchou’s beauty was strictly measured by the activeness and activity of her vagina.
Her father had been stripped off his manliness when he lost his job as a Hotel Manager in a No- Star, barely-above-ashawo joint, hotel. The energy to seek another job vanished along with his job loss so he did what every lazy man in the hood did; turned ‘born again’ and stuck at it till he became someone relevant enough to get the Pastor’s trust and inadvertently, a Church salary.
Mama Chouchou sold Ugwu at junction market. It was rumored that half the time, she frolicked with a few of the Ekene Dili Chukwu bus drivers around their park at First Gate but no one had any concrete proof.
Chouchou’s two older sisters had struggled to finish secondary school. The oldest, Udochika, realized early enough that schooling wasn’t for her. She set her mind on traveling to Europe for a better life and had ensured that lying on her back provided the funds for her dreams. After being duped twice by spurious travel agents, she settled for Ghana. The family only ever heard from her during Christmas.
Ogochukwu, the second born and second daughter was the prettiest. At a young age, she easily got the attention of boys and men in the hood. After her secondary school, it was only right she latched on to a wealthy guy, whose main business was unknown but drove several big and expensive cars and traveled abroad alot. Ogo’s ‘husband’ had been very nice to their family until he impregnated Ogo and asked her to move in with him, promising to ‘close road’ after Ogo had delivered the baby. The party he proposed, was supposed to be two-in-one… Marriage and naming ceremony. Ogo was now heavy with her second child and there was still no ‘closing road’ in sight. She only ever showed up to cry to their mother that her husband beats and blames her for the downturn of his business.

The third born, Ifeanyi, was focused. He was intelligent, painfully shy and was greatly embarrassed by his family. He finished secondary school and almost immediately, began to work at the Biscuit factory in Iyana Itire. His plans were simple… Save enough money, attend Unilag and stay as far away as possible from his family. His emotional disconnect was so deep seated, his father was surprised he still bore their last name.
Then there is Chekube. She discovered the joys of sex at the tender age of ten and quickly realized that it was something that could yield her the attention she lacked at home. Everyone was too busy being Godly, selling Ugwu, plotting traveling moves, getting pregnant or hating the family to realize that the baby of the house was skipping school to meet with men in hotels. By the time they knew, it was already too late. No one in the house dared question, hit or reprimand Chekube. Once, Ifeanyi slapped her because he had heard from a reliable source that she was spotted at a hotel in Alakija. He had ended up spending the night in a police cell, thanks to one of her boyfriends. Such was the power of Chouchou’s vagina. Despite her freedom, she was still the quiet, respectful last born of the family. She rarely raised her voice at anyone and often carried out her chores without complaints. She, it was, who had forked out money for them to upgrade from a room and parlor to a two bedroom flat. She, it was, who had bought the family an Elemax generator and had rewarded her mother with a deep freezer. Her mother deserved it because the older woman stood by her last child, through several abortions and prayers with prophets.
Her mother was her rock.
Her father was inconsequential.
Irone, always wanting to do Chouchou a favor so he could get one in return, quickly began to draw water from the well to fill Chouchou’s bucket.
IRONE: Chouchou… Dis wan wey I dey do for you na favor o.
CHEKUBE: Thank you.
IRONE: Nor be ‘tank you’ matter…
CHEKUBE: Ok, no vex… How much?
IRONE: Which kain rough play be dis nah? I be like mairuwa for your eye? How much you feel say you fit gimme?
CHEKUBE: Hian!!! Wetin you want nah? I say thank you, you say no. I say how much, you dey voke. Make I draw blood for you?
IRONE: You know wetin I want. No dey form virgin for here…
Chekube smiled, a wide grin that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She waited for him to fill her bucket, then she reached for it. Irone anticipated her move. He stopped her by holding her hand.
IRONE: Chouchou, we never conclude nah… You wan carry water go when you never talk better.
Chekube’s eyes flashed fire instantly. She shoved Irone away roughly, picked up her bucket and emptied the content into the nearest bucket around. Then owner of the bucket yelped a happy “Thank You” as Chekube turned to leave. The chaos that had been happening around them, stopped abruptly as Irone spluttered angrily.
IRONE: See am. Ashawo. Una full family na ashawo. From your mama o to all your sisters… Ashawo.
GBENGA: Irone, e be like say you wan sleep for cell. You know say she dey take DPO abi?
IRONE: She nor fit do anything! I go fuck am up before DPO show… Nor be today. Eediot.
Chouchou didn’t turn back or reply him. This was not the first time she and her family were going to get cussed out in the open. It probably won’t be the last. She was used to it. It didn’t hurt her. While they abused and called her all sorts of names, she was quietly perfecting her plans. At the tender age of 20, Chouchou had huge dreams.
She had managed to move her parents into a 2-bedroom flat.
She had a plot of land at Isashi
She planned to enroll for a diploma course at Unilag in September
She had plans to buy a small car for herself
She was also planning to travel to South Africa in 2months.
Soon, the same people that called her names would worship the ground she walked on.
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Cosmos was really feeling himself. He had returned to Nigeria and back to his hood to show his old friends that he was more superior than they were. His journey out of Nigeria had been carefully planned and executed by his sister, Okwuchi.
The story of Okwuchi was one several hood girls used as their prayer point in their various Churches. Okwuchi, at the age of 26, gave up on Nigeria and the poverty life and decided to try the Italy route. She had resigned herself and her vagina to fate and psyched herself up for the odious task of prostituting in Europe. Okwuchi’s first night out on the streets of Milan had been a sexual jackpot. Her first customer happened to be a man in his mid-50s, who not only loved fucking black girls, but also had a successful shoe manufacturing business. Okwuchi didn’t know this then. She was just glad she got a customer for the night and made sure she gave him the best of her skills, sexually. A week later, she was living with the man. Two months after, they were married. Okwuchi sent money home regularly to upgrade her family and even sent down a car for her father. A year later, she arranged for Cosmos to join her in Italy.
Before Cosmos left Nigeria, he didn’t have a job and spent most of his days lounging with his hood pals or visiting Sugar-mummies in Festac. He was a jobless gigolo who had unknowingly fathered three children with three of his very married Sugar Mummies. Three and a half years later, he returned to Nigeria with his fat Italian wife. The news of Cosmos’ arrival had hit Koso street and loads of the street niggers were prepping to go see him at the newly renovated Jolly-Time Hotel, where Chouchou’s father used to work.

CHOUCHOU (R-18+) PART 2

Chouchou vaguely remembered Cosmos. Her sister, Udochika, had had a massive crush on him way back then and was even a recipient of Cosmos’ penis. Chouchou remembered how Udochika and Ogo discussed Cosmos in hushed tones at night when they lay on their flattened mattress. Back then, she couldn’t tell if Udochika was in love with Cosmos’ penis or his person. Either way, her sister
was shattered when he’d travelled. Chouchou had heard the rumor that Okwuchi bought land and was building a house on Cocaine Avenue. She’d also heard that Cosmos was doing very well in Europe and his own house in Amuwo Odofin was almost completed. Like everyone else on Koso street, she was curious to see what changes Europe had presented Cosmos.
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At 6p.m., she showered and prepped to go out. Her destination was Mosquito Garden – A name that the hoodrats rudely assigned to Moschinos Garden – an outdoor drinking pub that had point-and-kill, nkwobi and barbecued chicken 24/7. Everybody, who was anybody, visited Mosquito Garden and the owners made a tight killing daily. Chouchou didn’t know if Cosmos would show up at the outdoor pub but seeing as it was Adjacent to Jolly-Time Hotel, she kept her fingers crossed.
“Mama, I dey come abeg. I wan quickly touch Mosquito Garden to see person. I no go tay.” Chouchou told her mother. The older woman smiled and nodded in approval. Her father, who had been reading his bible in the living room, looked up mournfully as Choucho breezed past without a word to him. The elderly man shook his head, gave his wife a look of disgust and returned to his bible.
Her journey to Mosquito Garden was just a fifty naira bike ride from her house. As she paid off the bike, she heard Irone’s voice and groaned inwardly. She did not like Irone and didn’t think she could stomach his childish ways much longer. She had only let the incident of the morning slide because she didn’t want to call the DPO for a case as minute as Irone’s insults. With a sigh, she walked through the gates of Mosquito Garden. The place was buzzing with activity already. The generator was on and noisy and the lewd sound of Flavor N’abania that oozed from the speakers, fought valiantly to drown the generator noise.
“…… Ashawo, awusha, awusha, ashawo… Baby sawa lele… Sawa, sawa, sawa le… Sawa, sawa, sawa le.. Aaaaaasssh …..”
Irone was the first to spot her. He was only half a bottle of star gone but his voice was already slurry. Chouchou didn’t know if it was the thought of free booze that had excited him to a tipsy state or if his imbecility was beginning to show. Either way, she didn’t like the attention he drew to her person.
“Chouchou! Chouchou international! Chouchou for the man dem!!! Chouchou runtown!!!!!” Irone kept going as all eyes turned to her. She sighed, rolled her eyes and plastered a smile on her face as she approached their table.
Cosmos and his fat wife were seated, drinking Champagne. There were bottles of Hennessy, Black Label, energy drinks and of course beer on the table in front of them. She mentally counted the guys on the table with Cosmos and his wife…
Harold, Taofeek, Irone, Gbenga, Sesan, Ebenezer, Friday, Adokiye, James, Uti, Uzo, Arthur, Onome…
Several tables had been joined together to contain the association of freeloaders. Cosmos looked at her with an amused smile.
“Helloooow…” He said in an accent that Chouchou was sure wasn’t American.
“Good evening” she greeted him back.
“Are you a friend of my guy here?” Cosmos pointed at Irone.
“Chouchou na everybody friend. You know dat kain intimate friend nau…” Irone chortled at his own humor.
“Chai Bros Irone… Only one beer and you done scatter brain for ground like fawul food.” Chouchou replied him with a cold smile.
“Bia Chouchou… You don’t have respect abi? Common gettout dia, Idiot!” Uzo barked out in Irone’s defense.
“Hey! Heeey!! Guys relax. You don’t talk to a lady like that yo. Its not cool.” Cosmos told them. Chouchou shook her head, more out of amusement for Cosmos’ accent than the stupidity of the freeloaders.
“This one na lady? Cosmos leave matter. This one wey dey chop preek like suya.” Adokiye added.
“HEEEEEY!” Cosmos got up angrily. “I said cool it guys. You don’t disrespect a lady. In Europe, your ass would be in jail for that.”
The freeloaders had the grace to look ashamed but Chouchou suspected it was because of fear of losing the free booze.
“Thank you bros, but I’m used to them and their insults.” Chouchou said with a smile.
“Naaaaw… You shouldn’t be used to insults. I have a good mind of making them apologize” Cosmos said and gave the freeloaders dirty looks.
“There’s no need bros. I’m leaving sef. The person I came to see is not here yet so lemme be going.” She said and made to turn away.
Cosmos held her hand and gently tugged her back. Chouchou smiled to herself before turning to face him. Cosmos was tall, buff and ruggedly goodlooking. His stay in Europe had smoothened his skin and he had put on weight in the right places. He wore a sleeveless t-shirt that exposed his toned arms; both tattooed.
“You don’t have to go. Come sit with me and let’s have fun. This is my wife Abriana… Abriana this is…?” He turned to Chouchou expectantly.
“My name is Chekube…” She offered as she shook hands with Cosmos’ wife.
All Chouchou could see in the woman was long, flowing dirty brown hair, a fat face with a sharply pointed nose and an even fatter body. She looked like a maggot with a long, brown wig on but she smiled pleasantly at the woman all the same. Cosmos beckoned at one of the serving girls to bring a chair and stood with Chouchou until the chair was brought. When her drink had been ordered and served, Cosmos turned to her with a smile.
“Chekube… That name sounds kinda familiar.” He said.
“Of course na…” Said Gbenga. “She is Udo’s younger sister. Remember Udochika? That your old time side-krawkraw?”
“Oh my!!! You’re all grown. See small Chekube o. How is Udo? Where is she?” Cosmos sounded really excited.
“Udo is in Ghana. She lives and schools there.” Her response elicited disrespectful, mocking, chuckles from a few of the freeloaders but she ignored them.
“That’s great o. Maybe later, I’ll get her phone number and give her a surprise buzz.” Cosmos said. Chouchou smiled and sipped her drink.
The rest of the even rolled by. Cosmos ordered Point-and-kill fish peppersoup for everyone… Then some barbecued chicken and more drinks. By 9pm, almost all the freeloaders were drunk. All through the hangout, Cosmos’ fat wife never said a word to anyone, save for a few hushed whispers in her husband’s ears. But the woman stared at her alot and it made Chouchou really uneasy. Chouchou smiled, got up and announced that she was leaving after thanking Cosmos for the umpteenth time. No one saw Cosmos slip her a note and no one bothered when she walked out of Mosquito Garden alone, unescorted.
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“Come to my hotel – Jolly Time Hotel – and tell the receptionist that you want to see Rico. Come at 11:30.”
Chouchou smiled as she read the note. She had no time to lose. She intended to fuck Cosmos and get some money out of him before he left Nigeria with his fat wife. She had plans and needed money to execute them. Her only fear was that Cosmos looked stingy. He seemed like the kind of guy that would take one out to have a good time but would never part with reasonable money. Her target was a thousand dollars; Chouchou planned to give Cosmos a good time so he could part with some good dollars and she was determined to collect it… Even if it was in three installments.
She dashed home and found her mother watching a Yoruba Home Video. The older woman was totally absorbed in the movie and barely acknowledged her. Ifeanyi was in their bedroom, fiddling with his laptop. He glanced up at her as she entered and looked away again. Chouchou ignored him. She hurriedly showered, taking time to wash out her ‘prized merchandize’ till it was fresh and clean. Then she changed underwear, dabbed on some “United Colors of Benetton – HOT” and “212 Men” that she had obtained from one of her boyfriends. She didn’t bother to change her clothes. She left the house without any questions asked and was lucky to find a Keke Marwa that was willing to take her to Jolly-Time Hotel so late at night. Koso Street was uncharacteristically quiet. The rabble-rousers were mainly the freeloaders that Cosmos had entertained earlier and seeing as they had all been in various stages of inebriation, Chouchou knew they would be fast asleep.
Jolly-Time Hotel was still very much busy at 11:50pm when Chouchou got there. An obviously drunk man was busy kneading his female companion’s breast, his eyes dim with need while the receptionist booked his room. Chouchou waited her turn patiently, her eyes scanning the men around for prospects. A few threw her interested looks and one was even bold enough to hand her his card. When it got to her turn, her expression became blank as she faced the receptionist.
“I want to see Rico please.” She said.
The receptionist seemed surprised and didn’t bother to hide it. He gave Chouchou a cursory glance before picking up the intercom to dial a number. After a hushed interchange, the receptionist hung up the phone and called out to one of the hotel maids.
“Angela, abeg take her go Rico room” the receptionist said. The hotel maid gave Chouchou a surprised look but said nothing. She led the way and Chouchou followed silently.
She was taken to a room on the second floor of the hotel. The room was at the tail end of the corridor and looked like a cleaning closet that had been expanded and renovated. Instead of a room number, it had “STAFF ONLY” on the door. The Hotel Maid knocked twice before turning away, leaving Chouchou alone. The door opened a crack and Cosmos peeked out. He opened the door a little bit more and roughly pulled Chouchou in before slamming the door shut. The room was cold and she shivered. Cosmos wasted no time with foreign accent or finesse. The gentleman he claimed to be, disappeared and Chouchou was faced with a lusty Cosmos.
“I tell you say make you show for 11:30… see time wey you dey come.” he grumbled.
“No vex abeg. I get to wait make my papa go Church before I comot from house” she lied.
“I no get plenty time to waste o. My wife done sleep and I no want make she wake no meet me for room. You sef know how everi be…” He said as he began to unbuckle his belt.
“Na wa o. So na to pull trouser, fuck naim be the plan?” She questioned.
“Wetin e be before? You think say I invite you make we do romance? Bitch, I don hear your gist o… No come dey form for here. You sef know how e be… No waste my time, abeg open dat toto make we fuck.” Cosmos told her in a no nonsense tone.
He unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall off. He wasn’t wearing any boxers. His massive cock came to view, semi-hard. The cock was all of six inches and meaty. For effect, he began to kegel, making it bounce up and down enticingly. Chouchou had seen bigger but Cosmos’ cock was beefy, veined and beautiful. His wasn’t the black, long ding-a-ling cock with balls hanging like tired coal sacks. His cock was simply fresh and beautiful… and looked like it had a life of its own. Chouchou was prepared. She didn’t remove her clothes. Instead, she went down on her knees in cock-worship.
With her eyes on the same level as his crotch, she watched it bounce some more before she grabbed it and felt it pulsate in her hand. Cosmos wanted action and wanted it fast and Chouchou was ready for him. She pulled his cock into her mouth, taking him deeper and deeper… bathing it with her saliva but didn’t suck immediately. Cosmos growled and pulled her head, embedding almost all his length into her throat. She began to suck him like a lollipop, licking him up, sweat and all. He was clean shaved but in his excitement, he had sweated and the salty taste of him filled her mouth. She didn’t mind the sweaty smell though. His meaty cock compensated for that tiny unpleasantness. Her tongue worked overtime to pleasure him and his groan told her she was doing it right so she kept at it till her cheeks began to ache.
“Shit! But you dey suck preek sha. Gaddem!!!” He growled.
She blew air on the tip of his cock and engulfed it with the warmth of her mouth. Cosmos grabbed her head roughly and began to thrust fast. His tight grip on her hair made her wince in pain. Still, she didn’t relent on sucking him. She focused on his cap, using her tongue to delve into the small opening at the tip of his cock. Cosmos groaned and pushed her away when the sensation of her lips began to push him to the edge. He pulled her up roughly and began to tug at her clothes. To prevent him from ripping the clothes them from her body, she hurriedly peeled them off stood before him, naked and willing. Cosmso walked away briefly to wear a condom and returned with his condom encased cock, bobbing happily.
“Damn girl… You nearly make me cum inside your mouth. You suck so good… Turn your back. I wan fuck you from behind.” He ordered.
Chouchou braced both her hands on the wall and showed him her ass, pushing it out towards him. It was small, pert and looked fantastically ‘slappable’. Cosmos grabbed her, pushed down her waist till it dipped low and made her ass shoot up. He slid his hand down to her crotch and found it moist. Seeing that she was ready, he aimed and pushed his cock into her, pleased that despite her wetness, her pussy struggled to take him in. A little moan escaped her as he pressed into her, thrusting in and out slowly. With every thrust, she became wetter and his cock movement more fluid. He slapped her right butt-cheek and increased the pace of his thrusts.
“You like that? You like what I’m doing to your pussy? Gaddem! You’re so wet… See how you just dey take me. If na some girls, dem for don dey cry say my preek too big.”
Chouchou smiled amidst her pleasure. She knew that Cosmos was feeling himself but she allowed him. This was his moment. He obviously could move his waist and had good stamina but his definitely wasn’t the biggest cock shed seen… neither was he her best fuck. His pace increased and she knew he would climax soon. She pushed away from him, breathing hard and feeling a slight stiffness in her knees because of the position she’d been in.
“Come make we go bed.” She told him as she walked towards the bed. Cosmos turned to look at the shut door before hurrying after her.
“Oya lie down sharply… We don dey waste too much time.” He ordered.
“No… You lie down make me fuck you.” She told him.
He gave her a mocking smile but did as he was told, crossing his arms beneath his head arrogantly. Chouchou straddled him, reverse-cowboy-style, grabbed the base of his cock and sank her pussy over it; taking him all in. He groaned in pleasure and reached to grab her small waist with the aim of guiding her movement. But she didn’t need guidance. Bracing her arms on his strong legs, she leaned forward a little to ensure that her ass spread out and was well in his view. Then she began to move up and down, fast… not breaking her pace and not slowing down. Cosmos groaned and closed his eyes, awed by the pace of her movement.
“Yeeesssss! Fuck me baby… Fuck me…” He muttered hoarsely.
Chouchou leaned forward till her breasts rested on his legs. She grabbed his feet, using them as a hold, while her ass bounced up and down. The view of her mobile buttocks was too much for him to bear. He slapped her butt several times, talking dirty and groaning intermittently.
“God! You dey fuck sha…. I gat to give you that. Gaddem!” He growled.
She didn’t know how long she could keep up her pace so she decided to assist her ride by injecting loud porn-like moans. She was enjoying the sex but she was more focused on pleasuring him and making her mark. She increased her pace and moaning simultaneously.
“Oooohhhh…. Oooohhhh… Hmmmmmm….. Hmmmmm…. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh….”
Her increasing moans and movement drove him. He sat up, tugged at her to get up then pushed her on to the bed. He roughly parted her thighs and penetrated her swiftly. Then he began to fuck her fast and hard. Chouchou sighed and let out real moans as he dug deeper and deeper into her.
“Yessss…. Yessss…. ” she screamed as she grabbed one of her breasts and began to squeeze it.
Her other hand reached down between their bodies, two fingers seeking her clitoris eagerly. As he thrust, his pubis slapped against her hand as she rubbed her clit. With her touching herself and squeezing her breasts while he fucked her, Cosmos couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed in deep, bit his bottom lip, squeezed his eyes shut and let go… He stiffened his body in climax and groaned like a beast. His release drove her to her own climax.
“Fuck me, I wan cum…. Fuck me hard… I wan cum… I wan cum… I wan cum oooo…. Fuck me…” She moaned.
Luckily, he was still hard. He began to ram into her fast; watching her as she squirmed and moaned aloud in pleasure. He didn’t stop till she began to jerk and thrash about. He slowed down when she stopped and began to pant heavily. The temptation to lay on top her was strong but he resisted. He knew he had to get out of the room before his wife woke up. He rolled off her and removed the condom. Chouchou watched him lazily as he tucked the condom in toilet roll and stuffed it into his pocket. He got dressed quickly and when he was done, he turned to her with a smile.
“That was good. You dis small geh… Where you learn to fuck like dat? You don spoil o.”
Chouchou chuckled and sat up.
“E don late. Make I begin find way to go house…” She said.
“Go where? You don’t have to go. You can spend the night here. Its too late for you to be out on the street all alone. Dem go rape you o… Sleep here abeg. I will see you tomorrow morning before you leave… Ok? I need to run now.” He told her.
She got off the bed, walked up to him and planted a kiss on his lips. He kissed her back, smiled then left the room. Chouchou locked the door and began to laugh.
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Chouchou gave Baba Pedro her international passport and forty thousand naira as advance payment for her South African Visa. The man had come highly recommended and she knew he would get her the visa without hitch. Baba Pedro thanked her, told her to expect him in a week and left. As he walked away, her phone rang. She looked at the caller I.D and smiled. Cosmos called her from Italy everyday. After their first night together at Jolly-Time Hotel, she’d visited him five more times and had even spent a whole night with him two days before his departure. She didn’t get the one thousand dollars she’d hoped she would get from him but he had been generous. He’d written her a cheque for one hundred thousand naira which she’d cashed the very next day. He’d also given her his numbers in Europe.
Cosmos was in love… Thanks to Chouchou’s addictive vagina and helpful prayers from Alagba Gideon.
With a broad smile, she picked the called and cheerfully answered… “Ciao Rico, come stai?”
THE END??????