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Must Read: Adventures Of A Bad ‘OMO’ Pastor 18+ …[completed] Season 1

Must Read: Adventures Of A Bad ‘OMO’ Pastor 18+ …[completed] Season 1
Okay… lemme set the ball rolling with a little about myself.

I am born into a christian family, my dad is a pastor as you can see from the tittle. My friends nicknamed me omo pastor because i’m a pastor’s son buh badt(you know dat kin badt nau ). They use d name to tease me a lot.

Growing up was so boring for me, we lived in d church compound and my dad was d G.O of d church. form house to car, car to school, and back to house after schl. you know dat kin boring lyf.

When i entered Senior secondary school, there was this girl i liked whom i walked up to but she told me ‘no’ cos she was already dating a friend of mine. *it was so annoying dat d feelings i had for her diminished into hate. She killed my moral and since den i’m always so scared whenever i wanna toast a girl.

I tried forgetting ladies but i couldn’t do that for long. In SS2, my family changed location and therefore i and my broda had to change school.*did i mention i have a younger bro?..

So, i got to this new environment, everytin new buh i made friends already within two weeks .*i have dis stuff dat makes people wanna be friends with me when dey see me. Dunno why:/. I noticed that one thing the street was blessed with was preety girls and my bunch of naughty friends had already introduced me to one named Stella. Stella was preety by all standards, with a nicely shaped big round bo..
obs and a.sse *i love boo.obs and behind like mad. dat was why i fell in love with her at first site.

Not only was Stella beautiful nut she also has d voice of an angel… i remember going to her church for weekly services just to hear her sing. She was all i wanted in a woman. We got closer and closer. Daily we would sit together in front of the compound i lived gisting for hours from studies to entertainment, to sports *she was a girl dat loved sports like marrdd, and sometimes we talk dirty.

Long vacation soon came to an end and schl was to be re-opened the next week.

School reopened and i was taken to my new new school, with my bro *by my dad.

i was shown where SS2 class was and i went there. I was stoped at the door by the teacher in class at that time and she asked me a very embarrasing question which got the whole class cracking cos some of my padis who knew me where there. She asked *where are you going? Don’t you know this is ss2 class?* she asked that cos of my small stature and baby face. *i’m in ss2 ma! I replied calmly while the whole class kept laughing *i’ve got some padis there who knew i was in ss2 but they just couldnt stop laughing even when i entered the class and sat down… It took the techer another five minutes to calm the class. Immediately i entered the class, only one person caught my attention.

yeah, you guessed you guessed right, Stella was in the same class. She looked so charming with the early morning ray of sun coming on her face. She signalled to me that her seat was empty i should join her. I joined her on her seat and immediately i sat down, the first thing i noticed was that her first and second button on her uniform shirt were opened reavealing the upper part of her fleashy bobby. It was so inviting like i should feast on it there and then. I also noticed she wore a purple bra that hugged them oranges tight and packed them up very well also.

first day of school, first week… Nothing interesting

it was in the fifth week that something intresting happened between me and stella.

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