On life, at the time that we are we all have dreams and mine was to become a politician even further a very powerful Head of State. I don't do anything under duress, on the contrary, I have always loved having a place in the government. My friends thought my mind was probably hijacked or better charmed by a beautiful young lady outside. They didn't understand my abrupt change. But could I imagine for a moment that these people who are the cause of my abrupt change were among others my so-called mother and my uncle? THE INTIMIDATING PRESIDENT, a story about how a woman managed to seduce and sleep with the husband of her best friend (my real mother). And that's not all, she's doing everything to be the new wife of the house after my father's death.
Mom Pierre (speaking in her heart): Everyone has already woken up in this village, but my son can wake up at noon. Today, I will not miss it.
** Pierre Sonon **
Mom (shouting): Pierre Pierre wake up.
Me (tired): Oh mom, morning happiness like that and you start screaming?
Mom: Wake up quickly I want to talk to you.
Me (frowning): But what's up again this time mom.
Mom (tone dry): Aren't you ashamed to sleep until 8 o'clock?
Me (annoyed): I'm tired, please let me get some sleep.
Mom (cold): Get up I have something important to tell you here and now. If you keep going, I'm gonna spill hot water on you.
When I heard the hot water, sleep quickly slipped away and I woke with a start to listen to it. Ah yes I know that she is capable of pouring hot water on me.
Me (yawning): Mom, I'm listening to you then.
Mom (icy): Founnnn what a foul smell is that? Your mouth smells too Pierre, go brush your teeth.
Me: But mom I'm coming....
Mum (cutting me off): There's nothing but that. Go do what I tell you.
I got up from bed with difficulty to go to the toilet. This old woman tires me too much. I finish and join her in the bedroom.
Mom (smiling):
Me: What else?
Mom (amused): Did you greet me today?
Me: Hello mom.
Mom: Well, I'm going to the market and I wanted to inform you before I leave.
Me (eyes widening): Huh, that's it?
Mom: Yes my son. See you soon.
Me (annoyed): But mom you're delirious too there. I'm sick of all these masquerades. Enoughzzzzzzz I say enough.
She does not even answer me and leaves the room, closing the door with brutality. She just ruined my sleep like that. But puff, I can't help it. If he was a friend, God damn it, I'm going to beat him up. Today my beloved Solange will come to visit me. An hour later, she comes in a sexy dress revealing her curves. Tchaï this girl even excites me seriously. Solange is of average height.
Knock Knock knock.
Me (pretending): Who is it.
Solange: It's me Solange.
Me: Come in, the door is open.
When she steps inside the room, I open my mouth wide and I look at her from head to toe. But damn I'm all excited. I was deep in thought when she touched my shoulder.
Solange: Hey oooo is everything okay?
Me (swallowing): Yes, honey, don't worry, everything is fine.
Solange: Hum I was talking to you from there but you didn't react.
Me (opening his mouth): But did you see a ghost or what? I...
She hadn't finished her sentence when I quickly grabbed her luscious lips into my mouth. She responds favorably to my kiss and we kissed for about ten minutes. I lick her neck well, then her breasts and I descend languorously towards her kpêtou (vagina). I lick her pussy lips passionately and she moans softly as she puts both her hands on my head and wraps her feet around my hip. My left hand was on one of her breasts while kneading it while my right hand was tickling her clitoris with my fingers back and forth. She's all wet and after a few seconds, she cums profusely in my mouth.
Solange (moaning): Ohh chéééééri I can't take it anymore, I now want to feel your cock inside me.
Me (amused): Oh no, I'm going to torture you for a few more minutes.
Solange (pleading): Oh sorry bb I want you inside me. I want you in...
She hadn't finished talking when I put my bangala in her pussy gently. She lets out a cry of ah darling, go harder. I start my back and forth while kissing her. I accelerate and we both enjoy. We stayed glued to each other for about 5 minutes. She gets up to go do her intimate toilet. It hasn't even been 10 minutes since the urge to fuck comes back to me. I wanted to negotiate a second little move but it didn't work.
Me (low voice): Honey, where are you?
Solange: Hahaha leave me alone huh. I'm in the toilet no. Is it all the time that we are going to do it? I want to go home please.
Me (small voice): Please stay with me a little longer my love.
Solange: Stop it honey.
She took her small bag and left despite my many negotiations to have access to the second shot. I'm a sex-hungry man and when she comes to my house, I don't like her coming home anymore. Yes, we are friends despite our ages. I was planning to finalize all things for both of us before the end of this year. My mother and my sisters are happy for my steps because I am the eldest son of our family and I am already getting old but until then, I have not yet married and on each occasion my mother reminds me of it. Speaking of her, here she comes to me to sing me the same chorus as always.
Mom (joyful): Hmm.
Me (surprised): Hmm, what else?
Mom (amused): You know what I'm talking about. Don't even try to play with me Pierre.
Me (shouting): Mom but be a little clearer noh.
Mom: I saw him earlier.
Me: Who?
Mom: The one who just left here.
I stand there without answering anything. But how did she know that Solange had come to my house? Or is my mother watching me now? Really this lady is going to kill me.
Me (head bowed): ...
Mom: You don't speak anymore my son.
Well, you've been dating this girl for a year already. I know that she is not from our village but from the neighboring village because I have already carried out all my investigations on her and I think that she is a good woman with whom you can found a good home because at your age you should have your own family. My son, I know that I put pressure on you but think of me too. The children, girls and boys, of all my friends in the village of are already married, but mine, still nothing. Think about it.
Me (calmly): Ok, I understand mum. I'll do my best.
Mom: Tell me, what's her name?
Me: Solange Djissou is her name.
Mom: Plus it's a pretty name. Said there I want to see her here tomorrow night.
Me: Ayiiiiii what's that again mom.
Mom: Shut up there. Since you don't want to do things the right way, I'll do them for you. Don't worry at all, I'll handle it my way. Well I leave you because I still have to go back to the market now. Have a nice day.
She goes about her business. I stand for several minutes thinking about what my mother just told me about marriage. Yes she is indeed right, I have to move on and formalize things with Solange once and for all. Solange is a very beautiful and respectful woman who makes me so madly in love. When I was 25, I was in a relationship with a girl from our village named Ingrid and at first it was crazy love, in fact that's what I thought at the time but I was really wrong . Ingrid comes from a very respectful family, at the beginning we agreed that our relationship would be a serious romantic relationship that would lead to marriage. Three years later, Ingrid humiliates my whole family and me. It was planned that I was going to endowed her and a week later, we will have the civil wedding after only the members of our families and a few friends. Days passed, we made the dowry and everyone was happy for us and congratulated us. On the day of the civil wedding, everything was going well until everything turned into a real scandal. The Mayor asked me:
A week later when I opened my eyes in a hospital my mother informed me that Ingrid had married a rich Lebanese man. I started to cry hot tears like a baby and this disappointment plunged me into alcohol. There is not that day that I do not drink. Every day was booze on booze since I was an alcoholic to the point or even 100 yards away people already smell the drinks on me. Really it was complicated in life and I wanted to hang myself but thanks to my mother, I was able to hold my head high in the face of this situation. Hum disappointment in love is not someone's comrade eh especially when you love a person with all your heart and all his soul. If one day someone told me that Ingrid was going to do this to me, I was going to fight the person and even kill her. I was going from kiosk to kiosk just to be able to completely forget about it and it took me two years to get there but not completely. It's because of those previous things that I didn't get involved in my new relationship with Solange. Little by little, I started loving him deeply. Well I'm going to go to her house tonight to tell her that my mother wants to meet her. It's 7 p.m., I put on a shirt and pants heading to Solange.
**Solange Djissou**
I left the house very early this morning to spend a few hours with my beloved Pierre. I love him and he loves me too. Just arrived home, he undresses me and makes love to me. Ever since I gave her my virginity, we've only been fucking and fucking. I sometimes wonder if he really loves me or if he's just obsessed with sex. But I also understand it because he went 4 years without having sex, which explains his sexual desire at all times. At first I couldn't stand it but over time I got used to his sexual rhythm.
After we had sex, I went to the bathroom to take my shower and go home.
Arrived at home, my mother bombards me with questions.
Mom (cold): Where are you from?
Me (pretending): Hello mom. How was the market?
Mom (annoyed): Hey leave your greetings business there. I asked you a question. Answer me quickly.
Me (scratching my head): Uh mum, I went to see my friend Sandra.
Mom (shouting): Coming back from the market, I ran into your friend Sandra there and she told me to say hello to you and if you were really at her house, she wasn't going to tell me to say hello to you.
Me (ashamed): I was at her house and...
Mom (cutting me off): At your age, are you still lying to me, Solange?
My mother became a detective or what! She annoys me there with her questions.
Me (rubbing hands): ...
Mom (calmly): Where were you my daughter? Tell me the truth Solange.
Me (small voice): Mom, I went to a friend's house in the neighboring village.
Mom: At a friend's house. Ok that was all I wanted to hear from you.
Me (surprised): Hmm
Mom: Take these condiments and you will prepare the sauce before I return from my neighbor next door.
Me: Ok okay mom I get it.
She comes out again to go I don't know where. I live alone with my mother in the house my father left us. Dad is no longer in this world for land disputes because the paternal uncles forcibly pulled him physically and spiritually. In this battle, my father fell seriously ill. He underwent medical treatments and the analyzes reveal each time that my father is not suffering from anything, yet his whole body is on fire. He became very thin because he stopped eating and vomited from time to time. One day, the doctor who takes care of his care told mum and me that this disease is not for the hospital and that we should urgently turn to traditional medicine, otherwise we risk lose it in the days to come. We spent all the money we had left in this hospital but still nothing. Mom had even applied for a loan from a funding agency, but her application was rejected because she did not meet the conditions for said loan. We did our best to go see a great healer in a distant village, but it was a waste of time because he clearly told us that whatever we do, dad won't come back to life. He added:
Sure enough the next morning my father passed away and we did everything the healer said to the letter. On the day of the funeral, my mother was inconsolable and it must be said that when my father was sick, no member of his family came to support or help us. They all stayed away leaving my father to die in tragic conditions but they will pay dearly soon. After burying my darling dad, three people died in the evening on the same day. Everyone was panicked but we already knew what that would mean. The following days (three days), the announcements of death were linked and one can count 22 deaths of the elderly whose age is between 60 and 80 years old.
Ah but why do the bad guys on wizards and witches live long on earth? Lol but you have to admit it's true anyway. Anyway, everything is lost here and they have reaped what they have sown. We were at the same time happy for the death of these wizards there and at the same time sad for the death of my father since whatever we do, he will never come back alive. It's very difficult to lose a very dear one. Since the death of my father, nothing has tasted any more in my eyes in this life. As people say,
I was saying earlier that my mother had come out of the house leaving me the condiments so that I could cook before her return. I take the bunch of sachets containing the condiments and head for the kitchen. I cook a good peanut sauce with okra and I prepare the dough which will suffice the two of us as usual. Yes only the two of us because we are alone, we have no more family, no friends, just the two of us. Once finished, I put the food on the table so that when Mom returned, she would be happy with my work. I know what's good for my mom that's why I always do my best to get even a tiny smile out of her. It was barely striking 8 p.m. when my mother entered.
Me: Well arrival mom you arrived in time.
Mom: Tchrrrr sorry give me some water. I'm too thirsty.
I quickly go to the kitchen to take a cup and bring him some water.
Me: There you go, mom.
She takes water and drinks. After drinking the water, she breathes a sigh of relief.
Me: Hmm mum, didn't you bring me anything from outside?
Mom (handing me her scarf): Here. Stop with your stupid questions there.
Really, my mother likes acting too much. If it starts like that, you'll prefer to quickly disappear from the place.
Me (calm): Ok okay you....
Mom (cutting me off shouting): Eh djézou Solange let me breathe a little please I'm on my knees for you forgiveness. I don't want to die before my age...
Me (annoyed): But what did I say that was so bad? When I was out today you bombarded me with questions when I got back noh.
Mom (icy): Tell me eh, it was you who gave birth to me or it was I who gave birth to you! I say hey, you were sent to kill me no, you're defeated Solange. Fire on your accomplices. Who even taught you to be disrespectful like that? Ah I already know, Solange you have already started fucking with the little boys in the neighborhood where?
Me (head bowed): ...
Mom (cold): Are you not talking anymore, or is there super glue on your mouth? This girl is no longer alone in her head. I suspected you a long time ago. I'm going to...
Gbo gbo gbo.
We hear someone knocking on our gate and we turn our eyes to the entrance. My mother nodded at me to answer.
Me (shouting): Who's there?
Unknown (voice breaking): Oh it's me honey. Your future husband Pierre.
My mother widens her eyes after hearing it's your future husband Pierre.
Hey God I'm screwed oh what is Pierre also looking for here at this time. My mother gets up all smiles, goes to take the pestle and comes to whisper in my ear.
Mom (whispering): Go open the gate and you welcome the person into the house. Right now, I'm going to hide behind the gate to see if he's an impostor. If so, I only give it two blows.
Me (pleading): Sorry mum don't do this.
Mom (amused): Just do what I tell you, Solange.
I'm going to the gate to do what my mother tells me. I open the gate and suddenly Pierre jumps on me. This guy makes the situation even worse.
Pierre: Honey, I missed you a lot.
And strangely it is my mother who answers him.
Mum (amused): Oh, I missed you a lot too, my cuddly toy.
Pierre jumps and it was already too late for him to run away because my mother has already picked him up. In fact, she has already put her left hand in her pants and held it tightly.
Pierre (trembling): Mom sorry.
Mom (mocking laughter): Honey, relax, we have all the time.
My mother started pounding him. Each syllable she uttered corresponds to a stroke of the pestle.
Mom (cold): Why did you fuck my daughter and you had the audacity to come to her parents' house to do your sexual exercises on my daughter again or else. I will kill you today and eat your Walai corpse.
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