THE SEDUCED SOUL

CHAPTER ONE CRAZY DRIVER I was cleaning the frontage of our corridor that morning when a red Luxury 350 pulled up to the complex. The automobile came quite near to me and almost ran me down. At the same time, I felt alarmed and enraged. I just threw the broom I was holding over to the opposite side. "Who are you if you cannot see me? Do you intend to block my automobile with yours?" I shot. My mother emerged from the house to investigate when she heard my irate voice coming from inside. "If you can't see me, who are you? Would you mind blocking my car with it?" I fired. My mom walked out of the house to investigate when she heard me yelling angrily from inside. "What happened, dear? I overheard you yelling. To whom are you yelling?" In a quiet voice, my mother questioned. I gestured at the automobile with my finger. It's the vehicle that attempted to collide with me as I was sweeping, she said. I spoke in a tearful tone. My mother approached me and tightly hugged me because she was at a loss for words. We were unaware of the individual inside the automobile, though. We remained still while we observed the automobile. A young man with a pale complexion came out of the car next, a smile plastered across his face. Prince, is that not your brother? I didn't even want to look at the person's face because of the fury in my gut. I was simply looking at the car's body, since it was so pristine, lovely, and appealing. The car's tires were still enormous on the ground. The instant my mother said it, I was cut off. I turned back to look at the young man's face. Prince, my older brother, was there, for sure. He was dressed in all-white native garb, with matching black polished shoes. When I first saw him, I was ecstatic. Is this your eye, Brother Prince? I raced after him and gave him a strong embrace. Since a very long time ago, I haven't seen my brother. My brother moved to the metropolis a long time ago after leaving the hamlet. My family's health wasn't helping matters at all. Since we lost our father, life has chosen to provide us with a new course of action, but we are able to endure the struggle. When a guy by the name of Ibekwe arrived to pick up Okechi, my mother and I were hard at work. Okechi had already departed for the city. Uncle Ibekwe was then my father's best buddy. He said my brother would work for him for a while before he resolved the matter. He may then start his own life and take charge of his own destiny. When my brother agreed to join him to the city in search of a greener pasture, my mother started dancing to the music. We have not seen him since that time. Usually, but not always, he phones us to let us know something. He informed us that his supervisor had settled him the previous time we heard from him. He changed his phone number after that and stopped calling us. Although we continued to pray for God to bring him back safely, we too had forgotten about him. "Welcome, brother." I was beaming and filled with excitement. As he went to give his mother a hug, I grabbed the purse he was holding. "I've really missed you, mom. Every day and night, I've been thinking of you. I beseech God to preserve your life so that I may come back and bestow financial blessings onto you." Okechi declared with pride while closely clutching his mother. "We are delighted to meet you, my son. We have also prayed to God for his protection over you." Mum said, and my mother and I both entered the home. We later unloaded all the food he had brought from the city and sat down to have a family conversation. "It has not been simple for me since I moved to the city, Mum. God has favored me, therefore I am glad. Now we are wealthy mothers," said Okechi. We already knew from looking at his attire that he had made a significant amount of money; we didn't need anyone to inform us of this. When he promised to transport us to the city so I could resume my university studies there that evening, I was overcome with unending excitement. My goal has always been to return to school and pursue my ideal major in medical science. For me, this was a real chance. The concept made my mum pleased. Soon, we would stop residing in the community and would instead visit the farm daily. However, I was imagining what life might be like in a metropolis. I've also never visited the city before. However, I was aware that it had to be superior to rural life. We thus made plans for a month in the village. All of my classmates were excited for me when I told them I would soon be visiting the city. Please remember me when you leave, I beg you. She was upset because I was leaving her, Oluchi remarked. She was my closest pal. "Please, when you go, don't forget me." Oluchi said. She was sad because I was going to leave her. She was my best friend. "I will not forget you, Oluchi. We will come back during Christmas time, and I promise to buy many things for you," I said. Then, the following day, we left the village. Getting to the city, I saw beautiful houses, mansions, and long buildings with constant power supply. I was thrilled at the sight of what I saw. The people in the city dress more responsibly than the people in the village. Life was very simple and sweet. I felt lonely during my first week in the city, so I spent the days at home watching movies, playing games, eating, and sleeping. The same was done by my mum. I didn't have a buddy yet because I had just moved to the city. My brother informed me the next week that I would be helping him with his business since he had relocated to a bigger, larger office in the middle of the city. I was instructed to manage the mini-market until I was accepted into the university, at which point he would recruit a salesperson; in fact, he said that the business would be exclusively my going forward. He scribbled the prices of the items on the body to help me comprehend them. I eventually grew used to things' costs. I was a quick study. I can still picture myself winning first and second place in my class in high school. I was inside the business checking my sales one bright day when a tall, muscular, and attractive man entered. He welcomed me while gazing at the money I was holding. Salutations to a lovely lady. I wasn't worried by the way he spoke to me, but I was afraid by the way he was looking at the cash in my hand. His eyes reminded me of an armed robber, which made me fearful. CHAPTER TWO BLACK MAGIC (JUJU) I was enraged. My heart was thumping in my chest like a drum. It resembled a volcano that was about to erupt. The man began grinning at me like he was on a package of cabin cookies. I didn't return his smile. I am aware of several events taking place in this city. The rumors were unmistakable. My brother had told me to be on the lookout for con artists. The majority of these folks employed black magic (juju), which generally frightened me more. persons at their place of employment. When they utilize juju, their words take on the qualities of a silver tongue, and you will do precisely what they direct. What would you want to purchase, sir? As I reinserted the cash into my sales bag, I questioned. This time, I watched him as he strolled around the store, stopping at each item on the counter before glancing up at me. He continued going around the store like he was hunting for something but never spoke to me. "What do you need so I can help you find it?" I asked again, and he ignored my question. He hissed, and looked at me from head to toe. "Where is the owner of this shop?" In my mind, I was like, why would he be asking after the owner of the shop? Did he come to look for the owner of the shop or did he come to buy something? This guy must have something at the back of his mind. persons at their place of employment. When they utilize juju, their words take on the qualities of a silver tongue, and you will do precisely what they direct. What would you want to purchase, sir? As I reinserted the cash into my sales bag, I questioned. This time, I watched him as he strolled around the store, stopping at each item on the counter before glancing up at me. He continued going around the store like he was hunting for something but never spoke to me. What do you want, since I own the shop? I responded, keeping a close eye on him. "Well, I don't think I can locate what I'm searching for specifically. If you don't have it, I believe, I must proceed to the next store." As he prepared to leave the store, he said. "Why do you ask? Did you mention the name you wanted?" I muttered. And he grinned as he turned to face me. That seemed like a phony smile to me. He tried to trick me by saying, "I don't actually know the name of the thing, but I can recognise it if I see it with my eyes." I could tell this man was trying to test me and was a crook. But when he saw I was intelligent, he had a change of heart. "Sir, that is not how you handle things. You should have a clear idea of what you want before visiting the market. The item's name should be noted. What if you circle the market looking for it but are unsuccessful, so you give up and head home?" I remarked, attempting to strike up a discussion with him. "You must be a very obstinate young lady to ask me so many questions. In any case, I detest it when others talk at me." He began shouting loudly at me because he was furious with me. "I didn't intend my comments to hurt you. Just in case there's a second time, I wanted to let you know." I made a loud whisper. Keep your mouth shut. Are you okay? At me, he shot. "See, you ought to keep your nasty mouth shut if you don't know how to speak to your elders." I couldn't figure out where my assertion was incorrect, which perplexed me. My heart was pounding with panic as he began screaming at me. I, however, lost my composure. I let my rage out while verbally pelting him. It must be you who has a bad tongue. I returned fire at him. I swiftly retreated as he followed me as he lifted his right hand to deliver me a forceful smack. He appeared to be a lion preparing to devour me uncooked, thus this made me afraid of him. Bro Emma entered the store at the same moment to observe what was happening. He must have heard our outbursts because he came, I was certain. Emma was a kind neighbour who didn't take me for granted at the market. He proclaimed me to be the most stunning woman alive. He was already married but always stated he would marry me for his kid, who was eight years old. Oh, that was enjoyable. What exactly is the issue, Nkem? He questioned in his customary soft tone. He said he didn't find any problem with any of us, but I still had to explain everything to him. He was lying to me, I knew it. He only wished for the case to be thrown out so that everyone could resume their regular activities. "Please, young man, don't be upset with her. Your younger sister, she ". He begged the man to listen. "Don't feel horrible about what happened, Nkem. These individuals travel throughout the market in search of potential targets in that manner. They might steal your hard-earned money if you are not careful. The next time you run into someone of this nature, simply let them deal with their issue rather than try to solve it for them." At the exact moment the man exited the company, Bro Emma gave advice. I wholeheartedly concurred with him and assured him that I would exercise caution with folks of this nature. For me and my son, always be a decent girl. That's why I adore you. When he saw a client standing in front of his store, he thanked me and walked away. The weather had altered by dusk. Without sure, based on the cloud, I anticipated the fall. So, I closed the business for the day after hastily setting up my belongings inside. However, as I prepared to depart, the rain began to pour heavily. I stayed in my shop until it was getting dark because most people had started leaving the market with umbrellas; some of them covered their hair with black nylon, while others just swam into the downpour without giving a damn, so as not to linger there too long. I attempted to call my older brother, but the network seemed unreliable due to the weather. I proceeded to stand by the roadside to seek for a tricycle that would take me home while carrying my bag, which included all of my sales. The night was falling everywhere. I turned my head to my right side as I stood by the side of the road alone and saw a nice guy coming my way. I realised he was the same person who had visited my business that afternoon when I examined very attentively. I became frightened and anxious. Frightened, my heart began to race. Consequently, I began to question "Why is he approaching me? Does he intend to rob me? There was no one nearby, so I guess I'm finished and have departed from my head. CHAPTER THREE FEAR INSIDE MY HEART Fear filled my heart like a thousand devils as I stood on the side of the road and watched the person walk toward me. As a result, my body continued becoming wet from the rain. As soon as he came close to me, I started to shake. He was dressed in a black, winter-appropriate jacket. He stopped half a foot from me and turned to stare at my face just as he was going to move by me. I was certain he wasn't there to support me. He most likely had somewhere in mind. "Why are you, lovely angel, standing in the pouring rain? Are you oblivious to the cold?" He gurgled. He did not appear to be the villain I had assumed from the way he spoke, but rather a pleasant person. Nevertheless, he was unaware that I was the one who was there. He approached me and turned to stare at my face as I purposefully turned away from him and disregarded his query while clutching my bag tightly to my breast. "Oh! He laughed, "You again? "Yes, it's me once more. How did I treat you? Why do you simply keep on circling me like a devil? Why won't you leave me alone? I begged. He then leaned in close to me and put his right arm around my shoulder while grinning. Don't say that, please. You were the one who gave me a devilish appearance. I'm a cool man. You are safe from me. Believe me, he said. I waved his arm away from my shoulder while glancing in his direction. "You've lost my trust. Leave me alone and let me be, please. I wish to avoid conflict." He smiled despite my shots. My rage intensified at the sight of his smile, and I wanted to slap him. I couldn't figure out why he was grinning, but I noted the dimples on his cheeks and thought his gap-teeth made him appear quite lovely. As he carefully took off his jacket and stretched it in the direction of my face, he remarked, "I'm sure you're feeling chilly inside." "Please use this to protect your body so that the cold won't negatively impact your health. Your wellbeing is a priority for me "he said. In fact, I feel adored right now. Because the person seemed better and more enjoyable to be with, I felt really special. However, I was unaware of the motivation behind his sudden act of kindness and consideration for me. "I did not mention that I was chilly to you. Neither you nor I require your jacket. I'm alright!" He followed me like a puppy dog as I murmured and left the area. "Please don't leave me and leave. You don't know me like this. I'm a pretty distinct individual. Okay, I apologise for offending you earlier today. Please pardon me, I implore you." When he dropped on his knees and begged for forgiveness, I was taken aback. I dislike seeing others bend or kneel for me, which is one thing about myself. I'm not really a hard person. Being a forgiving person, seeing him on his knees infuriated me. My bones were weakened and my legs were torn off. "Please have a seat. I've forgiven you, so please confirm that you have too "As I assisted him. standing up, I added. "Of course, I also absolved you. I appreciate you finding it in your heart to pardon me. I am finally content with myself, "He said. "My name is Alfonso," he said in an attempt to start a conversation. "It means noble and ready. What’s yours? "Nkem," I replied, a faint smile etched on my lips. "It means my own." "That’s a lovely name, Nkem. I trust you're now my own from today henceforth." Alfonso grinned, trying to make a joke. I chuckled. "It's not humorous, that. Why would you want me as yours?" I queried. "I'm not, I'm sorry. You belong to me. I already like you and you are mine." As he stated that, a broad smile appeared on his lips, which caused me to flush. The jacket was then given to me. I grabbed it and laid it over my red polo. I could really feel the cold inside of me. Only a few individuals were strolling on the road; the roadside was deserted. A motorcycle was not seen. After that, Alfonso drove me to his studio apartment. A lovely colour was used to paint the space. There was no chair in the room; instead, a blue carpet covered the tiled floor. As I sat on the bed, the room was brightly illuminated and fragrant, but all that was inside was the bed and the other parts of the house. I doubt I would not see any vehicles on the road because the rain had stopped and started again. This time it was quite serious. Even when I attempted to contact my older brother, I was unable to do so since the network appeared to be inadequate. Do you mind if I help you in any way, such as getting a drink for you or making dinner for you? I gave a head-nod in the negative direction as Alfonso asked. Then he approached and sat down next to me, holding me tightly in his arms. I wondered how I had almost surrendered myself to him. Actually, it appears that both of us have known each other for ages. I was okay being with him, and I felt safe in his arms when he wrapped me in his large chest. "Are you feeling cold?" he asked, and I told him yes. I wasn't thinking anything negative. I don't know if he has something else ticking inside his mind. Alfonso held me very softly. I could feel his warm hand messaging and romanced my shoulder and neck roughly. I was feeling the sensation down my spine. He was about to move his hand gently to my orange breast. CHAPTER FOUR WHAT A VIRGIN LOOKED LIKE So that I can truly see your p***y, I said, "Let me just widen your p***y lips." She remained silent, so I kept my fingers on her swollen lips and stretched them as I drew closer to get a better glimpse and a whiff of her p***y. She was obviously enjoying my playing with her p***y because as I drew nearer, I could see that her p***y was growing moist. I was quite interested to see what a virgin p***y looked like because I had never experienced one before. Her f**k hole was completely closed, even when her p***y lips were parted. My c**k was harder than I can ever recall, and I've never seen anything hotter in my life. I began to gently blow on her c**t as I stroked her p***y lips. As I continued, she groaned and began to move her hips. I eventually positioned my finger near her c**t and gently stroked it. She began to move her hips more quickly while she groaned loudly, and after a time, I encountered her intact hymen when I inserted my finger into her tight, virgin p***y. She moaned as I continued to slide my finger back and forth in her p***y while protecting her hymen. "Uncle Jim, you shouldn't have done that. It made me wet all over down there, and I had unusual spasms in my p***y that I had never experienced before. Please don't poke my p***y with your finger." I didn't have my finger beyond her hymen, so I couldn't feel her orgasm, but I'm sure she had one. Now that I knew I had a decent opportunity to f**k my niece, I wanted to use my c**k, not my finger, to bust her cherry. I hooked onto her c**t and began sucking it as she was exhaling heavily and moving her hips quickly. She rubbed her p***y all over my face while screaming in pleasure, continuing until she started to come down from her peak and finally collapsed on the bed. I soon saw my moment to f**k her, so I undressed, climbed on top of her, and opened her legs as much as I could. I slid the head in and shifted her underwear over to expose her hot and eager p***y. To record myself removing my niece's cherry, I grabbed my phone while I was doing this and started a video. Beth shouted and attempted to run away right away "UNCLE JIM! NOOOO! TAKE YOUR c**k OUT OF ME! I DON'T WANT YOU TO f**k ME! DON'T TAKE MY CHERRY, I'M A VIRGIN. Please take it out. Please." I responded while keeping my c**k head in her p***y, "Beth, just give me a moment to explain. I'll remove it right now, I swear. It certainly feels fantastic." Beth stated "Uncle Jim, although it feels amazing, it's not right because you're my uncle. Don't c*m in me; I don't use birth control. I'll let you keep it in for a minute. Take it out after ONE minute." As Beth shrieked, I instantly began to shove my c**k in further "NOOOO! STOP POPPING MY CHERRY! STOP! IT PAINES! QUIT FORCING IT IN! You promised to only put the head in, DON'T GO ANY FURTHER! I AM VIRGIN! OHHHHHH! Holy cow! IT PAINES! STOP! MY CHERRY WAS BUSTED BY YOU! You f*****g bastard, you stole my virginity! It hurts so much, stop right now!" CHAPTER FIVE MOMENTS OF COOL PLEASURE I persisted in pressing and stated "Beth, I simply want to show us what it feels like when I fully encircle your p***y. Since I have ate your cherry and am halfway inside your cunt, it won't matter. I swear I won't get in your crotch." I promised not to c*m in your cunt after realising that I was about to c*m in her. I then began to f**k her, putting it back in after taking it out until only the head was within. Her hymen had torn, and the blood that resulted was all over my c**k. I f*****g took my niece's cherry because it was so hot! I made sure to document the blood on camera as evidence that I had stolen her virginity. As we moved together to try to get it in as deep as possible, I was getting deeper with each stroke until I finally got it all in with my balls resting on her ass. Do you promise not to c*m in me? Beth said as she was swiftly losing control. I then began to really f**k her with deep long strokes and she was groaning each time I rammed it home. I could feel my niece's cunt tighten up as she was getting ready to c*m again, so I pushed my c**k in all the way and I then felt her p***y squeeze my c**k over and over as she came again. She came down from her orgasm and I was still buried deep inside her. She says "Uncle Jim, take it out now, I don't want you to c*m in me." I said "don't worry honey, I won't c*m, in you and I'm also fixed, so you can't get pregnant by me." Now that was a total lie but a c**k in a p***y has no conscience. I think you may f**k me for a little while longer, but just stop before you c*m, said Beth. She believed my story, and her inebriation made it possible for me to convince her of anything, so I could see she was getting closer to letting me get the better of her. She was placed on my shoulders, and I immediately began vigorous pumping. She was groaning and grunting while completely focused on f*****g me back as forcefully as she could. We were both getting ready for an uncontrollable mutual orgasm. I assured Beth that I would c*m in her p***y and that she wouldn't become pregnant because I was already repaired. She f****d me back as hard as she could without saying anything. As she came back, I began to swell, and I then fired my powerful sperm deep into her p***y. When we got together, I couldn't believe how amazing it felt to c*m in my niece's tight, virgin f**k while knowing that she was. She was unprotected, and my sperm may have made her pregnant. My mobile phone's video session was interrupted, and I set it aside. I intended to download this video, watch it often, and perhaps even share it online. We froze in our post-orgasmic pleasure and just moaned. I gave her a neck kiss before sucking her n*****s and telling her how hot she was. "Uncle Jim; am I a good f**k?" she questioned. "Beth, you're the finest," I said. After saying "thank you," she said, "Uncle Jim, how about Aunt Lisa?" I informed her "Except for us, no one needs to be aware of this. I'll never forget making out with you. I'm honoured to take your cherry since it was the most wonderful sensation in the entire world. Any man would be blessed to have you since you are gorgeous and seductive." She answered "f*****g has never felt so amazing to me. My pals all assured me that it did, but it's still very amazing. Although it was the most wonderful feeling ever, I'm grateful that you're repaired because I'm in the prime of my life to become pregnant." I thought to myself that she was probably in for a big surprise in a few weeks. Maybe I could dump a few more loads in her p***y to make sure she would get pregnant. My c**k finally slipped out of her c*m filled hole and I watched as her p***y closed up. We fell asleep in each other arms. CHAPTER SIX DREAMS COME TRUE Just as the woman was about to lash the cane on me. The blood of Jesus escaped from my mouth and I came back to reality. My mother hurried into the sitting room when she heard my scream. "Nne, what happened? Why were you shouting like that?" My mother asked immediately, as she walked abruptly to me and placed her hand on my shoulder. She looked worried. I looked perplexed. I didn't know what to tell my mother. "It's a dream, mum. A woman was chasing me in a dream, and she wanted to flog me because I had refused to help her." I tried to explain the dream to my mother as she sat next to me, but my mother didn't believe me. "I think you have some malaria symptoms and you need to take some medication or go for check-up" She said, and took the remote and switched on the television. "Mummy, trust me, I am not joking. I really mean what I said. I do dream, but this particular one got me confused." I tried to make her believe me. "Well, I don't think that has anything to do with you. It's just a dream, okay. I don't see the reason why you would be worrying yourself over a common dream," my mother said. I was scared, and I didn't understand why I had had such a horrible dream in the daytime. Something was wrong somewhere, I thought, as my heart kept beating in fear. There is a lot to unveil and discuss in this seduced soul. TO BE CONTINUED...