I am at that point where everything seems okey but my pervert life seem to be haunting me.
I finished my university education in 2015 but my whole pack of troubles kicked on in 2011 after I’d finished highschool. Just like any other kid after finishing high school, comes the visiting of relatives, so with me, I went to stay with an uncle in Naks.
My highschool and childhood life was a silent one hence was not a very social guy and while there I’d spend most ov my time in the house watching movies. So I kinda got so close to the maid as I happened to be spending volumes and volumes of time with her assisting her with housechores and at times spent hours with her watching movies.
During one of the movie watchings things went a bit too cosy between us and before I could realise we were there with our clothes off. I had never had fucked a woman before leave alone seeing one totally naked infront of me.
Back in highschool I had oly managed to maybe kiss some few and had hated the romance thing especially the (saliva part) It made me feel bad tasting other peoples saliva and had really been enduring it all along my highschool expiriences.
As expected with my uncle’s maid, one could read the dissatisfaction on her eyes when my d**ck somehow lost its erection after huffing and puffing on her. She obviously knew that it was my first time having sex. She however encouraged me and after she affirmed that indeed it was my first time and told me that I had a great potential. Jacky(my Uncles maid) offered to show me how to handle a lady how to caress b**bs, cl*t su***g and all the other sh*t.
So every afternoon for 2 months we would have our s*x classes( except wen she was having the lady visits) I was a good student n tried to capture all the details n the angles, how to locate the G-spot,withholding…she literally gave me ‘ladies sex marking scheme’ n with no time I was a young pro.
Opportunity to test myself came when the sister to my uncles wife visited. We were left alone that weekend and luckily that Friday there was a blackout,she came to my room around 10pm claiming she feared the dark n couldn’t sleep alone.
I offered to sleep with here one thing led to another and we fucked. I tried doing almost everything that Jacky had taught me and somehow my uncle’s sister climaxed and she was so impressed,with me. I felt amazed because she was married and she openly comfessed to me that my bedminton was far much better than her own husband’s. You know previously had fears that maybe I’ll under perform. After that I did exploit on a few other ladies,mostly my neighbors house helps or their highschool kids and something funny most of them usually came back for more even without inviting them.
After sometime the highschool results were out and I had earned myself a slot at the MKU I didn’t do much that year as I was still a stupid freshman, but I managed to bone off a few of may Lady classmates, mostly those with whom we were given assignments and staff. My second here however came as a banger as It was like I had unsheathed a beast in me.
Somewhere along the way I met with this lady and at first I had viewed it as just my usual erotic experiments but with this one things seemed to be somehow different, I had just began to truly fall in love. I found myself spending most of my time with her and slowly began to lose interest in other ladies, I had chosen to keep my secrets from her because I had this fear of losing her or getting her to suspect me. I had wished to never had left the city during the long holidays for Nakuru
One day while having my strolls during our long holidays, I met with my uncle’s wife sister and her husband and she had looked so appealing that day as she had this kinda curves that were so tempting and seeing her at first sight made me remember our pprevious thing and how she had claimed that her husband was never up for the occasion.
She was actually that day escorting her husband to the bus station as he was somehow travelling. I saw it of no harm revisiting it for that one last time since I had promised to stay loyal to my girlfriend. However this one last time was what turned to be even my current life hazard.
We were right in the act in her house when her husband unexpectedly walked in, I was scared he grabbed a flower vessel and threw it my direction which I narrowly missed, I ran out quickly with his wife’s dress which we had threw in the floor and managed to make my way out of the house. I had sworn never to speak this wife ever again and to change over a new leaf, but that was never the case. His wife just found a way to get to me the following day as she brought my phone back to me and she claimed that all had been sorted with her husband since she too had once caught him cheating and had forgiven him.
I again found myself with her swearing that once the holiday was over I would change my ways and be a good guy. I had been receiving threatening texts from her husband as he said that he knew what was going on between me and his wife and he had promised to kill me wherever he would find me.
I never had told his wife or anyone about it.One evening after watching a soccer game and was heading my way back home when I bumped into his husband by the River “S”
I tried to run back but he was more biger than me and more quicker he caught me right by the bridge and he rained on me with blows, He had pinned me in the ground and was soon strangling me as he said that he was going to kill me and throw my body in the river.
I was suffocating and Gathered all my strength and tride to hit him with my knee, it accidentally must have hit his balls as he fell off me and was slipping way past the bridge as he held his manhood part groaning in pain not knowing he was going to fall in the water, I was still coughing from the way he had strangled me and perhaps My vision was blurry. I was hit back to consciousness wen I heard him fall inside the water with a big splash, it had terribly rained that afternooon and the river was at its fullest,, to worsen things up, I had never tried swimming leave alone the thoughts that he was going to get out of the water and properly hit me, I took off and went back to the house.
I spoke to nobody that day and went straight away to sleep. His wife had tried reaching me that night(most probably to invite me for our sinful nights) but I didn’t pick it up. Some three days later she had informed the family of her missing husband. At about two weeks his rotting body was found by the river banks, they claimed that maybe his drunkard nature had made him slip, the burial was soon made and I have been trying my best to avoid his wife but I have been failing, infact I had gotten to be seeing her more frequent, even till today in as much as I married my girlfriend am still having the other affair. The worst part is almost every night since his death I have been dreaming of that day he died, I keep on in my dreams remembering how he was telling me the way he would kill me.
Nowadays I can not even catch some sleep because that is all am seeing worse still at times I hear the way he groaned at the river during his last day.
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