Mvola yeDhara KUNAKA-Short Story!

Mboro yeDhara KUNAKA-Short Story! . I am in college doing my final year and i am friends with Prisca. My name is Ruth and i stay in Norton, Prisca and his family stay in Mount Pleasant. Me and Prisca both attend school paUZ and some days i sleep over kumba kwanaPrisca when we finish late. I am that kind of person who some refer as a free spirit, i enjoy having fun and vamwe might say ndine musikanzwa. One thing that i was open from long back is that ndinoda mboro and i am not shy about it. Handisi hure but i just enjoy kunakirwa nemboro once in a while. Now that you have some background of me, lets get back to the story… The thing is Prisca has a very cool dad, he is always there for her and whenever i spend the night, the man is always looking at me and checking me out maybe becoz handitye kupfeka mini and kuratidza nyama. Sad to say her mom passed away when she was only in grade 5.

Mboro yeDhara KUNAKA-Short Story!
Mboro yeDhara KUNAKA-Short Story!

One day though i took matters into my own hands pandakaona baba ava vakanditarisa. We were preparing for exams and all we did was study. I asked my parents for permission to stay at Prisca’s house for the remainder of the semester that was almost 3 weeks. Baba vaPrisca said it was fine saka when my parents agreed i moved to Mt Pleasant. First day was normal and all was fine, we studied and later watched TV. Baba vaPrisca got back from work and found us watching TV. Prisca was cooking so once in a while she would go kukitchen to check out her pots. Pakasimuka Prisca ndakaona baba vake vakanditarisa pamaziso chaipo then move down kusvika kumakumbo. Ndakanzwa nyere dzakasimba just thinking kuti this Cool Dad was looking kwandiri like that. Ndaiziva hangu kuti as far as dressing was concerned i was on point and gumbo ndakaratidza.

Prisca came back from the Kitchen and that ended like that. Pakugeza before i slept ndakabonyora muTub and i was thinking of Baba vaPrisca. I came into Prisca’s bedroom with a smile and Prisca asked “what are you smiling at?” Ndakanyepa and said “there is this older guy anondida but i think anotya kundiudza” Prisca was nice enough not to ask too much info and said… “RUTH WHY DON’T YOU TAKE CARE OF THINGS YOURSELF…” Tese takaseka and went to sleep.

Ipapo that is when i decided to take matters into my own hands. Ndakamirira Baba vaPrisca vari mubathroom vachigeza and acted like ndaisaziva kuti mune munhu. Ndakavhura door and ndokuvhunduka when he saw me, but ndakaramba ndakamira ipapo ndakatarisa and mboro yababa ava yakarara was like mboro yevafanha vese vakambondisvira. I imagined kuti kana yakamira ingakura kusvika papi. Ndakabva ipapo ndichimhanya after i was frozen for a bit. I said sorry and went running. Prisca was tied up kuKitchen zvekuti she didn’t see anything. Ndakaenda kuDining and started watching TV. Baba vaPrisca came in and smiled… vakanditarisa vakati “its only fair kuti ndigokuonawo uchigeza” Ndakaseka and said i was sorry it was an accident.

That week rakapera pasina nyaya and i knew we had only one week left at school. Ndakaziva kuti ndikasawinner apa then hapana time futi. Saka ndakaita chivindi one night… Baba Prisca got home and said his greeting and went to his home office. He said he was busy and would eat in his office when food was ready. I stood and went to help Prisca in the Kitchen. When the food was ready i took some to her father. After ndavapa his food, i simply stood there ndokubvisa TOP yangu and skirt ndokuti “now we are even hanti” Murume akashaya kwekutarisa and was silent. For a moment i thought i was in trouble until he said “haa not even close, wakandiona ndakatota ndisina chinhu, u have bra yako and panty” Ndakaseka and knew kuti pane chance so ndakapfeka hembe dzangu and went out after i said “i will make a plan”. Ndakasiya murume achisekerera and i somehow was happy. I came back to get the plates a while later and said “nhasi manheru don’t lock your door i have a surprise for you” He just smiled and went back to his work. I went to sleep early and set my alarm for 1AM. Ndakamuka na 1 and headed straight kubedroom kwaBaba Prisca. Ndakavhura door ndikamira ndisina kupfeka ndakamutarisa. Prisca’s Dad vakaramba vakanditarisa and didn’t say a word. I spoke first and asked “ENOUGH?” but he shook his head ndokuti “i want a closer view, huya pano:”

Ndakasvika padhuze and he immediately reached out vachibata zamu rangu and i melted. Vakandibata ndokunditi ndiuye pabed and ndakabvuma. Vakandibata pabeche and i screamed. Vakasimuka ndokutanga kundidya beche and since it was my first time, ndakabvuma kuti shuwa experience counts. Ndaifemera mudenga and said “please ndisvirei please…” He complied and ndokupinza chinhu chavo mukati mangu. Mboro yanga yakakura iyoyo andndakanzwa beche rangu richitsemuka. Ndakanzwa beche rakazara nekuzvimba kwemboro. Ndakanakirwa nemboro and i need more. Ndakavati “please tundirai mukati” and for sure vakatundira mukati. Ndakanzwa ndichizara mukati mangu and i wanted to do it again and again.

Kusvika week rese rapera ndayisvirwa naBaba vaPrisa and i made a vow to myself “handisvirwe futi nemboro yemwana” because after ndanakirwa nemboro yemunhu mukuru i don’t think any mboro from a young man will manage it…. Thanks for reading…


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