I love younger boys so much and I am not afraid to tell anyone that cares to listen.
I am a 42 year old woman with two beautiful children, and a husband. Noticed how I mentioned my children before my husband? Yeah, that’s because he’s an exceptional piece of shit. My husband began to cheat on me on the second year of our marriage, even before our first child and he’s been doing so ever since. We are still married but I wouldn’t call what we have a marriage. Would you?
After the birth of our first child, Nora, he became a good dad for a while and a caring husband for even less. I loathed him at the time but I felt I could do nothing. I allowed him do all he wanted to do and complained as much as I could.
I was 31 years old when we had our second child, Julian. A beautiful baby boy I actually expected him to be proud of me for giving him a male child but he only cared about his son.
I couldn’t be angrier.
As far as he was home and spent time with the kids but the kids wouldn’t stay tender forever. They grew up and he needed some more, he fucked me whenever he felt like but his lovemaking had dwindled to a few seconds of ‘thrust and grunt’ before his warm seed found its way into my vagina, seeking to fertilise my ovaries but I never became pregnant again.
Apparently, the birth of Julian had messed something up inside me and that meant the two kids we had are all we are going to have. That must have made Bari spite me more than he already did.
After the news of my condition, he returned to his withdrawn ways, I could see the effort he put in to appear caring whenever he came home and I had to play the part of the good wife. The bullshit went on for so long that I just got tired and waited for the day to come that he’d tell me he no longer wanted the marriage to go on but that day never came, which meant I had to keep keeping up with his bullshit.
It wasn’t until two years ago when I turned 40 that Bari stopped having sex with me altogether.
Previously it used to be once or twice a month, sometimes thrice if he was too drunk to know what he was doing, then he just suddenly stopped. I couldn’t understand why.
I stripped nude and looked at myself in the full length mirror several times. I still looked quite good at 40, my boobs weren’t saggy. My tummy looked okay even after two children, my flared hips could still swing in any direction I chose when I wanted men to stare.
My asscheeks were almost as good as when I was in my teens. I was mindful of my diet and hadn’t been eating anything that would add unnecessary weight to my body. Why did Bari stop having sex with me? I asked myself that.
Some days I lay in bed and remembered those first weeks we met and fucked like we were soulmates. The memories brought desire into me and I touched myself.
It wasn’t until those moments that I remembered Geraldine, my friend, had given me a vibrator when I had first told her about my husband and I’d scoffed and flung the thing into some God-forsaken place in the closet. I looked for it, found it, and used it for the first time.
Bari was not at home that night so I went on the internet and downloaded some ebony porn. I’d watched porn a couple or more times in my teens and the ones which had always turned me on the most was a black man having sex with black women.
Something about it was just so raw and so real. I finished downloading the porn and transferred it into a flash drive. Then I inserted the drive into the TV’s USB port, I lay back in bed, and covered myself up with the duvet as the couple on the TV went on to display about 5 minutes of awful acting before the tall black muscular guy grabbed the petite girl’s boobs and started sucking.
My nipples suddenly grew bigger and I played with them. Before long they were both naked and he had started using his tongue on her. Bari used to do that to me before we had our first child, back when all was well with our marriage.
I tried to imagine it was him on me, his tongue going deep inside me…but I couldn’t, I reached under the duvet and used my index and forefinger to part my pussy lips…toying with my clit as the man on the TV licked on hers. My heart rate began to increase as the desire grew inside me, I watched as the black guy stroked his massive cock a few times before guiding it slowly into her wet and waiting pussy.
Then, I reached for the vibrator,the duvet had been thrown to the side at this point and I was in nothing but my panties.
I inserted the vibrator slowly inside me and the sensation it gave me was so intense that I gasped as the vibrator began to open me up after a long time of not been penetrated, I pushed it in deeper and deeper.
My whole body shook violently as my first orgasm came over me, The black guy on the TV was slamming so hard and so fast inside her pussy and the sight of that only made me want more, I wanted to be slammed into like that too.
I wanted to feel the warmth of a man on me. Let his sweaty body glide against mine, a man who could use his tongue to taste my cum and tell me how sweet I tasted, a man who could fuck me and make me feel something deep inside of my belly.
The more I watched the porn, the angrier I became. At my husband! At myself!
I felt disgusted. I abruptly got up and switched off the TV, I couldn’t take anymore, anymore of the porn, of Bari’s cheating, Of my submissiveness to him even though he never acknowledged it.
Anymore of the loneliness and the lack of good sex. I made up my mind that evening that I was going to break my wedding vows. I looked at the ring on my left ring-finger, I looked at it for a very long time before I removed it, I’d never removed it in the 12 years I’d been married to him.
It took some effort but with the application of coconut oil to the finger it finally came off. I dropped it on my bedside table. If he asked I’d planned to tell him I’d gotten fat and it was beginning to feel too tight, but something told me he would never ask, and he never did.
That night, at about 8:45pm… while still waiting for my husband to return from wherever it was he was having sex with his mistress, I made up my mind to look for someone else who would treat me the way I wanted to be treated.
Enough was enough.
The next day… I met a guy named Deolu.
Deolu was a final year student at the University Of Lagos. A fine, young man. I met him at a friend’s birthday party.
Bari was home with the kids and I told him I would be back within the hour on that eventful evening. He didn’t even bother to ask why I was dressed in a provocative way. He grunted something at me while his eyes stayed glued to the TV. I shook my head and left.
I got to the party and it was a full house. I never really liked mixing up with people so I just made sure I let my friend know I showed up for her party after she’d made me promise to. She was the wife to the State Commissioner for Health.
Bisi, an elegant woman in her mid-forties.
She made sure I was attended to with food and drinks but I wasn’t hungry and didn’t want to drink too much as I had to drive back home, but after two glasses of some sweet red wine had already been gulped I found myself pouring another glass then another. Bisi and a group of her other high-classed society ladies were in a special room, which I hadn’t been invited into, laughing and chatting.
I wanted to let her know I was about to get going even though my words dragged as I spoke. Bisi and her friends laughed and she told me I was in no condition to drive home safely that evening. I told her that I’d manage but she refused to let me. She stood up and dragged my keys from me.
I didn’t even put up any resistance, my head was beginning to spin already. I was concentrating on not making a fool of myself in the party. Bisi looked at the gathering of people for five seconds and she called at a certain Deolu.
The fine, young man walked up to us in a plain black t-shirt that clung to his muscular frame and denim trousers. He had a can of Heineken in one hand.
“Yes, Aunty.” Deolu said to Bisi
“Dee, this is my friend. She has to return home now but she’s kinda tipsy and I don’t want her to run into a NEPA pole” Deolu smiled.
I chuckled.
Bisi went ahead to give him my address. He took the keys and told me to give him a minute to tell his friends where he was off to.
“Who is he?” I asked Bisi.
“He’s my nephew, on my mother’s side but he’s just like a son to me. He would do anything for me.”
I nodded my head. I just kept imagining how the young man would look like without those clothes on and what wonders he would do to his girlfriend when they fucked.
Immediately I thought of that, I could feel a tingle in my crotch and then I knew that an opportunity was being handed over to me. The same fine, young man was driving me home that night. I was going to make the most of it.
Deolu helped me get into the passenger’s seat of my CR-V then got into the driver’s seat and fastened his seatbelt.
“Please fasten yours too.” He told me.
“Do I really have to?” I asked him.
He smiled that charming smile. “It’s better that you should. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you. Aunty Bisi will kill me.”
I laughed. “Okay”. I fastened my seatbelt.
Deolu tuned radio stations until he got to a radio playing rhythm and blues. My head was still very light but the music coming from the speakers put me in a good mood. Trey Songs’ voice was extra-sensual as I listened to it and the things he sang about doing to his girl made me wish I was her.
I moaned and rubbed my thighs together. In the process the hem of my dress shifted upwards towards my crotch. I looked at Deolu. He’d been observing me with his side-eye.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Actually, I’m not. I’m tipsy and I’m horny and I have a husband at home who doesn’t want to fuck me.”
Suddenly there was an awkward silence between us, Deolu just kept driving like I hadn’t just spilled my guts in front of him. I was beginning to feel ashamed at what I’d said when Deolu suddenly asked.
“Do you really want to go home?”
I shook my head and said “No” at the same time like a 12 year old girl who was being asked to take an injection.
Without another word, Deolu turned the car around at the next intersection and before long we had arrived at a small bungalow in what looked like an estate. He got down and walked around to my door, opened it and offered me a hand.
I hesitated.
Taking his hand would mean that I was about to indulge in something that could end my marriage and ruin my life. But I remembered all the things that Bari had done to me. I remembered how I’d downloaded porn and used a vibrator on myself and how I’d wished it was me the endowed black guy on the TV to was thrusting hard into.
And here was one… offering me his hand.
I took his hand, and as I stepped out of the car, he grabbed my waist and kissed me.
I hadn’t been expecting that kiss. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been kissed. I just let him use his lips to devour mine. I moaned as his hand reached behind me and grabbed my soft ass and rubbed my crotch against his. I pushed myself into him more, grinded my groin into his harder.
I wanted him so bad and he knew it.
“Let me take you inside.” He whispered to me, I nodded and before I could resist he stooped and lifted me off the ground in one move. I felt embarrassed and glad at the same time. I felt twenty years younger, like I was in a romantic relationship with the love of my life, I had butterflies in my tummy, I wasnt sure if it was the alcohol, or if this is what I really wanted.
Deolu carried me inside and we went pass his nicely furnished sitting room into his bedroom, He jejely lay me on the bed and proceeded to use his mouth, his lips and tongue to work wonders on my body.
He kissed me everywhere, he touched me in places I never knew existed on my body.
He knew how to use his tongue so well and his fingers did their magic. When he stood fully nude before me and I saw the size and length of his dick, my heart pumped faster than usual. I squeezed the sheets as he went inside me the first time. My pussy wall began to give way easily, been a while I had a real dick, it was beyond spectacular.
Heavenly bliss, my mind was clear, the dick is a very powerful instrument.
My eyes were shut tight and tears flowed out of them as he slowly thrust into me, making me say things I never knew that I could say.
He whispered to me…
“I’ll never treat you like him.” His voice in my ear sounded like an angel’s speaking to me.
I grabbed him and wrapped my legs around him, his warm cock inside of me was good enough for me. His words only made me feel even more aroused.
Deolu fucked me faster, his grunts getting louder and soon he came and just as he did he turned around in a sixty-nine, his dick in my mouth and my pussy in his. It didn’t take long for the young man’s penis to get erect once more. He thrust inside of me again and fucked me like I had never been fucked all my life.
I couldnt but feel his dick left my pussy gasping for air, his big dick definitely stretched out my pussy, great feeling but painful.
My climax hit me multiple times, making my whole body shiver violently. My cum squirted out in one small spurt. I just kept moaning and crying. My womb felt the presence of a real cock, and that night, I knew it was a great night.
The mark of a new beginning for me.
As we lay on the bed, Deolu asked me about my husband.
I told him what I could, he felt sorry for me. He asked why I hadn’t left him, I couldn’t give him a straight answer. But I let him know that my kids weren’t old enough to fully understand what was happening.
As we talked he caressed my left nipple and played with my hair, making me want him again. I asked him about himself, he told me he was 15 years younger than I am and that he’d always loved older women.
He had a girlfriend but she only cared about his money, when I knew I wasn’t going to be fucking Deolu for long was when he told me that it was his Aunt Bisi who got him the apartment and the car that he drove. It didn’t take me long to decipher that he was in a similar relationship with his Aunt.
That’s if she really was his Aunt. I didn’t want to share her young lover with her. I checked the time on my phone and told Deolu that it had gotten late and I needed to get home. He agreed, but not before he gave me a parting gift. His parting gift was making me come twice while he ate my pussy, I was overjoyed.
I met Deolu two more times that next week until Bisi almost found out about us and I knew it was time to find a new guy. I was deep in the infidelity already and I didn’t want it to end so soon, I wondered how to go about looking for a new guy without looking like a whore.
I went to some Nigerian dating sites and found a link that led to another link which led to a final link of an agency that connects older women in search for younger boys. I was skeptical about it at first but later decided to give it a try and see how it was going to turn out.
I sent an email of interest to the address provided on the page and within the hour my mail got a reply telling me to send my details, my phone number and a photo of me. I wasn’t quite sure about sending such private things to people I hardly knew. For all, I know they could be con artists. So instead of sending them my genuine details I sent a fake name and a photo that wasn’t me but of a friend who was about my age.
I sent them a phone number I hardly used and in minutes a call came in. It was a girl’s voice.
“Hello, this is Sugar Connects Agency. Am I speaking to Ms. Kemi?”
“Uhm… yes, you are.”
“Okay Mrs. Kemi, we received the details you sent to us. I’m sure you read the terms of agreement on our site. We just want you to know that every information you send to us is held in the highest of confidence and can never be used against you in any way.”
“Okay” I said.
“Okay, Mrs Kemi…”
“It’s Ms. Kemi.” I corrected her.
“Oh, sorry. Ms. Kemi. We have about four different young guys looking for older women who stay around your area. Would you want a guy looking for a long term relationship or just a guy looking for money?”
I wasn’t exactly sure how to answer that.
I wasn’t even sure what I wanted although I’d specified that in the details I sent to them in the mail earlier. ‘A nice looking and well-built young man looking for an older lady to take care of him’ was what I sent.
“what do you mean by long term relationship?” I asked.
“Well, there are guys who just want to date an older woman who they can stay faithful to for a period of time and there are guys who can be dating 3 older women at the same time. People have different tastes.”
I didn’t want somebody I’d have to share so the guy looking for a long term relationship was a better option. I told her that was my option and she said she’ll send two profiles to me through my email after the call ended. And that, she did, one of them was named Jacky while the other was named Michael. Of the two, Michael was the one with a smile on his face. He looked so homely; with his well cut hair and his geeky glasses.
He looked like a fine young man who ladies would die for. I wondered if the guy in the picture was actually what he looked like in person. I was still a bit skeptical about everything. But at the end of it all, I went for Michael. The lady called me and told me that a date had been arranged for both of us to meet. I chose the time and venue. A place I was comfortable with, she told me that if we met and I liked what I saw, then I’d pay a small token into an account provided.
I agreed and a deal was made.
At the end of it, I lay down in bed and wondered what it was I was getting myself into. Having dealings with people who provided other people with lovers. But whenever I thought of how bad what it was I was doing felt like, I remembered what Bari himself was doing.
For two straight nights he hadn’t returned home at all. I’d called his cell to find out where he was but he never picked my calls. If I had any more tears to shed for him, I would’ve cried. But I’d cried enough. I wasn’t going to let him make me feel miserable.
I’m sure he thought that was how I must feel. I’m sure he thought I soaked the bedsheets with tears each time I wasn’t around.
Well, fuck him.
My date with Michael was happening the next day and I made sure to look as younger than my age as possible. I arrived at the venue, an Asian restaurant, five minutes later and a call came in from the girl at the agency. She said that he was already waiting for me and should be sitting at a table alone wearing a blue t-shirt.
I glanced around the restaurant and found him. I summoned up a bit courage and walked up to him in the best gait I could use. He sat there, both eyes fixed to his phone. He wore glasses just like in the picture although I couldn’t fully see his face as his head was bowed.
When I got to within five steps of him, he raised his head and my heart leaped. He looked even more handsome in person. The picture had been an understatement. He stood to welcome me and the smile on his face was even more handsome than his tall, well-built self. I took his hand as he offered me a chair and I sat down.
“Hello, you must be Kemi.” Of course, the fake name.
“Yes” I said. “and you’re Michael.”
“Ah, it seems we both knew each other already. So this shouldn’t feel like a first date at all.” We both laughed at his joke. He was funny too. Something I liked about a guy. And throughout that date, he made me laugh even more.
At a time, it really did feel like we’d known each other for a very long time. We talked about a few other things while ate the food that had been ordered. He paid for everything afterwards and I was actually marvelled. This guy wasn’t looking for money at all. I later found out that he had a good-paying job and so wasn’t a ‘gold digger’ like those other small boys.
I laughed at almost everything he said. He told me he only wanted to be with someone he could be happy with. He was ten years younger than I was and he looked much younger. I knew then that he choosing him over the other guy was the perfect decision.
I made a mental note to pay double the figure into Sugar Connects Agency’s account. At least, for fixing this date and making me meet such a wonderful person.
if Michael’s wonderful personality made me like him so much already, then it was his love-making that made me fall totally in-love with him.
The first day I fucked Michael, I’d just dropped the kids at school and was heading home when a call came in to my phone. It was him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” I asked
“Yes, I am. But I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since we met.”
We had met just two days ago. We’d been chatting, having phone sex and exchanging raunchy pictures since then, he was dying to meet me again.
“Awww, really?”
“Yeah. Right now I’m the office but I can’t concentrate so I’m going to ask for permission to leave and go sort out my health problem.”
“What health problem?” I asked a bit concerned.
“The one I’m going to make up just to get out of here to come see you.”
“Ah Mikey, you’d do that for me?”
“Right now I’d do anything for you sweetie.” He told me.
He talked to me like I was a new young lady he just met and it warmed my heart when he told me such things. I wanted him so badly. I myself couldn’t wait.
“Okay babe. I’ll be waiting. Muaah” he returned my kiss and told me to keep ‘it’ warm and wet. I chuckled. Such a naughty person, I blushed a little.
I went home and cleaned and arranged the house in preparation for his arrival, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I wondered how we would start, I wondered if his cock was big or just average or if he was the shy and gentle type in bed just as he was in behaviour, I hoped he wasn’t.
I wanted a man like that porn star on tv who attacked the girl’s pussy with so much strength, the more I thought of him the more my pussy got wetter. I just sat in the bath-tub playing with myself and waiting for him to come. I didn’t give a fuck about the fact that I was about to cheat on Bari, in our home and matrimonial bed.
In an hour, Michael had manoeuvred his way through traffic until he found his way to my place. It was the first time he had ever come and it would be his last because I didn’t want the gateman, Ahmed, having things to tell his Oga when he returned.
Immediately he walked in the door, I closed the door behind us I grabbed him and kissed him. I sucked in the breath out of his mouth and used my hands to pull out his tucked in shirt.
Michael grabbed my supple butt and squeezed, moaning as I led us both towards the master bedroom. By the time we collapsed on the bed we had lost all our clothing and Mikey was using his tongue to kiss me all over my body and in those sensitive spots I had told him over the phone.
I just moaned his name and squirmed on the bed, He inserted a finger into my vjay and finger-fucked me while he kissed my neck. I reached for his dick and squeezed, urging him to put it inside of me. His finger wasn’t enough at all. He teased me first with the tip of his cock before sliding it inside.
I felt his huge dick go inside of me and fill me up, I arched my back for him as he began to thrust inside of me with hardened thrusts.
The gentle Michael I knew was gone.
This guy was an animal, he fucked me so hard that I could feel my cum oozing out of my pussy already. I screamed his name, he put one finger in my mouth and I sucked it while he continued to pound me. My pussy had gotten so wet so fast that his speed even increased.
I raised my legs in the air and let him have his way. He brought his lips to mine and kissed me deeply as his thrusts got faster and faster until his hot seed shot deep inside my vjay and I felt it squirm inside of me. he kept thrusting after that, and I wondered if he wasn’t even going to rest before going on another round, but soon he stopped thrusting and just lay there, catching his breath. He held one of my boobs and slowly sucked on my perky nipples, giving me a whole new sensation. I reached for my clit and massaged it.
I wanted more.
I wondered if Michael had the time…
I met Henry a month after Michael left. I had gone to see a movie with my kids at Genesis Deluxe cinemas. Gabriel and Deinye had bugged me so much about going to see the Spongebob movie and I finally budged.
Henry had sat by my left while the kids sat the other way on my right. I laughed more at the remarks he made about the movie more than at the movie itself. I had asked him why someone as old as he was watching Spongebob and he told me he was using it to kill the time before the movie he really wanted to see which was Amazing Spiderman 2 but he didn’t end up seeing the movie anymore because I had somehow managed to talk him out of it and made him join me and the kids for dinner at the Genesis restaurant.
We talked more while we ate and I gave him my number at the end of our dinner. Even though I let him ask for him more than once.
He called me the next day although I had been expecting a Whatsapp message. He was a third level student at the State University studying Industrial Chemistry. Students like him usually preferred to text than make calls so I was a bit surprised. Anyways, that call led to us becoming a bit close until the day he asked to visit me. Bari, my husband had told me he would be working offshore for three months but would come over at weekends. Two weekends had passed and he hadn’t showed up, I knew he was probably fucking another girl somewhere around but I didn’t care. As long as my own needs and desires were being met when I needed them to be he could do whatever he wanted.
I told Henry he couldn’t come over to my place because my kids were on holiday but I told him I could meet him somewhere. I employed a nanny/maid when my relationship with Michael had become serious and I was beginning to spend more time away from home than usual. She was such a good maid towards Gabby and Deinye that I thanked my stars for getting her. With her around I could meet Henry anywhere. It had been over a month I had a real dick pound me in and so I made the arrangement with Henry.
I took 20,000 naira with me to give to him as an incentive if he treated me good. I also took my checkbook with me just in case he did better than I’d anticipated. Bari wired so much money into my account monthly that I had very little to do with and I love to be generous.
I met Henry at our arranged location. A classy guest house not too far away from GRA Junction. He had gotten a room already and told me to come straight upstairs. Immediately I knocked and he opened the door… He was all over me and soon we were both naked on the soft bed while he gave me the pounding I’d been looking for…
Henry’s hot rod pounded into me until I felt him in my womb. Sweat streamed down as he fucked me, using all of his youthful energy to thrust his long black dick into my soaked up pussy. The squishy sounds his penis made whenever he rammed into me was like music to my ears, coupled with the grunts escaping his mouth.
His eyes were closed, his toned biceps at both my sides like pillars holding a monument in place. I used my hands to caress his body while both my legs were wrapped around his ass as he lifted it up and drove it back in with intense precision. With each thrust of his, I felt my whole body shudder. I hadn’t been fucked this good in a long time. Not since Michael moved away from Port Harcourt after finding a job in Lagos. I’d been with two other young men but they hadn’t been able to give me what I really wanted. I held Henry’s face in my hands and I kissed him passionately, letting him know that he was doing exactly what I wanted from him. Henry paused in mid-thrust as he returned my kiss. His tongue going deep into my mouth and playing with mine. I could feel his dick throbbing inside me with every beat of his heart, more blood was being pumped into that monster-cock of his.
“I’m sorry if what I’m about to say will sound offensive, but I have to say it” Henry said. “Your cooch is actually too sweet for someone your age.”
I chuckled and hit him playfully on his chest. “That is actually a compliment. But don’t spoil the mood. I’m about to cum” I gave him my best sexy stare.
With that Henry went into 2 then 3 gear, he fucked me so hard and so fast that all I could do was raise both my legs in the air and allow his cock devour my pussy. Henry’s grunts became even more violent as he pounded me furiously. Within seconds I felt his seed shoot right inside me. I had already cum once already but his pounding didn’t stop and so I came again.
My juices streaming out of me like an endless river.
We both lay on the bed after Henry finally stopped and collapsed beside me. I rubbed his chest and placed my thigh over his flaccid cock.
“That was the best sex I’ve had in years” I told him.
Henry laughed. “What kind of weaklings have you been fucking?” he asked and we both laughed together. We lay there until sleep came over us. The next day I woke up quite early and quietly had my bath and dressed up just so I wouldn’t wake Henry. I wrote a check for fifty thousand naira and a small note beside it.
“I had a wonderful time. Let’s do this again next Sunday. Chao”
I arrived home before Nonye, the housemaid, had returned back from church with the kids and prepared dinner, with thoughts of Henry’s hot rod in my mind all day.
I wasn’t sure if i could wait till next Sunday to fuck him again.
A year has passed since I got separated from my husband. We realized we couldn’t live together anymore. I knew he had been cheating on me all along until I couldn’t take it anymore and returned the favour.
Eight months in, he found out and raised hell about how I was a prostitute and a whore but I didn’t care. We had two kids together and he used his money to get a good lawyer which made him keep custody. I loved my children but I just couldn’t handle them in the state of mind I was in at the time. On the day of the court ruling on the case, I went back to the hotel room I’d been staying in and cried till I fell asleep.
My ex-husband had a very good lawyer, but so did I. I had enough evidence to show how he had neglected his wife and kids on most nights while he chased younger girls all over the country. I got a sensible settlement from the divorce and bought myself a two-bedroom flat at a choice location in town and a fairly-used-but-in-great-condition SUV from a friend who wanted to sell.
I was 43 years old and still full of life. I considered it a new beginning. I never planned to marry again and so I decided to enjoy my life and this newfound freedom to the fullest. I still saw my kids on weekends when I felt like it and they visited from time to time so all was well. I heard from my daughter, Nora that her father had found a new wife, 19 years younger than him, who he wanted to marry so she could raise them. He could do whatever he liked as long as he didn’t let her maltreat my kids. I still had the phone number of that very good lawyer.
The first few months into my new life. I decided to stay off guys but delved too much into alcohol. I stocked my refrigerator with every type of wine and gin and tonic I could find. With a couple bottles of vodka, too. I would sit at home all by myself and go through the movie and entertainment channels, laughing so hard at the funnies and then crying hard when ever any scene from any of the shows reminded me of the family I once had.
I would quickly get over that and drink more red wine or vodka till I fell asleep. Gracey, my good friend who sold the car to me visited one day and wondered how I managed to live alone and be comfortable with it. I told her there were so many women like me who lived alone and hadn’t died from the loneliness.
“Me I can’t do it o. Anh? Don’t you get scared at night?”
I laughed “I just make sure all my doors are locked before I go to bed. And besides. It’s a good neighbourhood. It’s practically safe to take a stroll at night and not get robbed or raped.”
“Hmm” Gracey shrugged “So how are you coping? How do you sleep at night in that big bed?”
“How do you mean?” I asked.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Felicia”
“But I don’t know what you’re talking about” of course I knew what she was talking about.
“Look at you. After being married for so long and getting used to sleeping with a man beside you every night you want to tell me that you’re not missing anything?”
I laughed again. “What exactly am I missing? Are we talking about the man who once slept in a bed beside me for just four times in six months? Abegiii. I’m actually so used to sleeping alone that sleeping beside somebody these days feels very strange to me.”
Gracey suddenly raised her eyebrows “So there’s a new guy huh? I haven’t heard anything o, Felcica”
“Stop making me laugh, Grace. There is no new guy. Men should carry their wahala and go. My life hasn’t felt as good as this in a very long time. Ah… I’m fine like this.”
“We both know that’s a lie. What of that guy you were seeing when he found out?”
“You mean Derrick?” I asked her and wondered how she knew when she nodded her head “He found a girl that he wants to marry. I couldn’t stop him. We had a great time but that’s over now.”
Gracey suddenly handed me her phone “See” she said “Do you like him?”
I lazily and uninterestedly took the phone from her. It was the picture of a guy in his early to mid thirties, darkskinned with a rough beard which made him look rugged but still handsome. He looked athletic in a black t-shirt, holding his phone in one hand and trying to stop the person who took the picture from taking the picture. He was smiling and it was a charming smile. I suddenly got reminded of one of the guys I’d been with. “He looks cute” I said to Gracey. “Does your husband know you have a boyfriend?”
“Just shut up and listen. Last week when you came to Frank’s birthday party” Frank is Gracey’s husband “remember when I told you that a lot of people were looking at you with needful eyes?”
“Yeah and we called them sex-craving animals.” I chuckled. We were quite tipsy that day.
“Yeah whatever. He was at the party that day and he was looking too. His name is David. He works in my husband’s office. One of their new employees. Fresh out of NYSC and hungry for money.
This boy actually walked up to me when you had left and asked me about you. I was tipsy but still surprised at his bravery to even approach me. Before we finished talking I took a picture of him. I don’t know how he got my number but he’s been sending me messages and still asking about you.
I asked him if he knows you’re a woman with a husband and kids and he said from what he saw that day he could tell that you were a lady who looked like you were in need and he wanted to satisfy that need. Here… see the message before you think I’m lying.”
Indeed, this guy named David had been sending her messages and asking about me. I didn’t know if to be confused or to be worried. Usually it was me who went after younger guys I liked but I’d never been this wanted by a young guy before. Before Gracey left I took his number from her and thanked her for not giving it to him before telling me about it, throughout that night I kept thinking of him. Grace had sent his picture to my phone and I just kept staring at it. He had warm eyes. Eyes that didn’t look like someone who had evil in mind. He worked in Frank’s office so he had to be a responsible person. I had said I would stay away from guys at least till the end of the year but this sudden interest in me had sparked something inside of me. it always felt good to be wanted, and I hadn’t felt this way in a long time. That night, just before I slept, I called him. He picked on the third ring.
“Hello?” his voice was deep. I liked it instantly.
I didn’t respond because I wanted to hear it again.
“Hello? Is someone there?”
“Hey, good evening. Is this David?” I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster.
Ýeah, this is David. Who is asking?” Hmm, maybe he’d blocked a girl from calling his number and must be thinking she was calling with a strange number.
“Remember the lady who you thought was in a need that you could satisfy?”
He was quiet for seconds. I waited, listening to him breathe.
“I don’t even know your name, yet. I’ve been thinking about you and what I’d say to you when I finally speak to you but I don’t even know your name.”
I chuckled. “It’s Felicia.”
“Such a beautiful name.” he said
“Oh, please. I’ve hated the name ever since I can remember so don’t even bother trying to-‘
“But it’s true.” He said. “It’s the female version of Felix, which I heard means happiness. You’re never meant to be sad. You were born and given that name so that you could live a very happy life.”
At that point I lost all my ‘no guys for me till the year ends’ resolve and instantly fell for David. We went on to speak throughout the night until about 5:00am when I begged him to catch some sleep because he had to be at work that morning. I found out all I needed to know about him and even liked him more.
He was Igbo, 32 years old. He had been in a long distance relationship with a girl he met in NYSC but realized it wasn’t working and ended it. He had studied real hard to get the job with Frank’s company and was still undergoing his training and hoping to scale through the probation period and get his promotion to a more secure position. I liked him even more by the time we ended the call and I lay down to sleep. I sent him a text just before I closed my eyes, telling him that I looked forward to meeting him and wishing him a wonderful night’s rest.
Two weeks later, after I’d made my hair and gotten myself back into shape since I was about to start dating again I met him at my favourite Asian restaurant.
He looked gorgeous in a sky-blue polo t-shirt that clung to a body that looked like he’d spent the whole week in the gym. His beard had been neatly trimmed and his fingers well manicured as he took my hand in his. We sat and ordered lunch. He hardly touched his food while I devoured mine.
I loved Asian food so much and couldn’t help myself. he told me that he loved watching me eat and I felt embarrassed. We sat there, talking for hours as people came and went. I didn’t live with my family anymore so I could spend as much time with him as I wanted to, unhindered by responsibilities. And he made me feel special. It was clear to everyone looking at us that I was older but I didn’t care. I felt something for David and I knew that even if he probably didn’t feel the same way, he was being too much of a wonderful person for me to even be bothered.
After lunch he walked me to my car and asked when he would see me again, holding my hand in his and looking into my eyes. I totally wanted to take him home with me and have him satisfy this huge craving that I’d had for him between my thighs all week but I waited. I was going to fuck him and that night was going to be a special night.
Gracey called me the next day and I told her how it all went. She proceeded to ask me if we spent the night together and I asked her to mind her business.
“Felicia no dey slack o. I know that your coochie has not seen a joystick in over six months now and must be dying to get some action so I don’t know why you’re slacking.”
I laughed until my stomach hurt. “Jesus. Grace. When did you become so dirty?”
“Abeg leave matter for Mathias. Sha me I;ve done my own part. It’s up to you to take the bull by the balls. The bull being David the young bobo.”
I had to end the call before Grace said anymore but she was right, though. It had been a while I’d had real sex. I still had the vibrator Bisi gave me but ever since I started seeing young boys I stopped using it as much as I used to. I didn’t even know where I kept it.
My ex-husband had found it and used it in making one of his points about me being a whore. The bloody idiot. I searched for it and found it in one of the boxes I’d used to pack my things. I plugged it into the power outlet to charge that night while I went to take my bath in the shower. Just as I came out with the towel around my body my phone was ringing. I quickly ran for it and almost slipped. I picked it up and it was David.
“Heyyyy” I said after picking.
“Hey Felly” he had been calling me that and I loved it. just because it was him. “How are you?”
“I’m fine. Just took a shower.”
“Wow, really? I would’ve loved to join you.”
“Really? You could still join me. I wouldn’t mind going back in with you.”
“Agh, If only I could just appear over there right now.”
“You could fly. I’ve always suspected that you have some secret powers that you’ve been hiding from me.”
He laughed “I swear if I could I’d fly over there right now, take you in my arms and we’d soar to the tallest building in the city so I could make love to you beneath the stars.”
“Awww, that’s so romantic. Now I really wish you were here right now.” I said and eyed the vibrator charging in the corner.
“I wish I was there too, baby. Just so I could explore your magnificent body and use my tongue to lick up every droplet of water the towel has failed to clean up.”
And from there our conversation turned to a heated phone-sex session. His deep voice over the phone and his sensual words were enough to put me in the mood. I grabbed the vibrator and put it on, grateful that it wasn’t making too much of a sound.
As David spoke, I used it on my self. When he talked about sucking on my nipples I used it there, watching them come alive and erect, pointing into the cold air of the bedroom. He was talking about how he would devour my pussy when I used the vib to part my quivering pussy lips enjoying the sensation he gave me and waiting for him to progress.
He told me how he was going to take me slowly, letting his hard rod go slowly into me and I pushed the vib into my pussy, just as slowly as he said he would. I moaned into the phone and told him to keep talking. I shut my eyes and imagined him inside of me, I moaned his name out loud as I pushed the vib deeper into my pussy.
My body shook as I felt my orgasm wash all over me. I pushed the vib in faster when he told me how fast he was going to fuck me. I closed my legs together and tightened my walls against the vib, pushing it harder inside me until it suddenly stopped vibrating… mid climax. I hadn’t charged it enough before using, I threw it away in frustration and used my fingers instead.
I played with my clit and pushed a finger inside me as he continued to speak. I came again listening to his voice and felt my heart crash hard inside my chest. I felt so damn good but I knew deep down that I hadn’t been satisfied enough. I told him that I wanted to fuck him.
I couldn’t wait anymore, I told him that I wanted to fuck him that night if possible. I glanced at my phone’s clock and it was 17 minutes past 10pm. I asked him to come. I begged him, even. It was a Thursday night and he had to be at work the next day. I told him to bring his work clothes and his briefcase. I almost cried until he agreed to come.
Almost 30 minutes later and he called me that he was at the entrance to the estate but the security guards were not letting him in. I put on a shirt and shorts and my night robe over my body and ran. Yes, I ran to the security post, not caring that I looked like a mad woman running like that at that time of night. I got there and told the security guards to let him in.
They told me to sign something to show that they would not be held liable if anything happened to me and I almost wanted to yell at them to shut the fuck up. I signed it though, just because I wanted David in my arms as soon as possible.
I got in his car and looked at him. He smiled at me and I smiled back, He reached for my hand as we drove into the estate. We reached my place and immediately he parked the car and put off the engine I dived at him and kissed him.
I didn’t even let him catch his breath, I crashed my lips against his and forced my tongue into his mouth, tasting his sweetness in my mouth. His hands were all over me, grabbing my ass and my boobs. Squeezing and caressing. When I finally got off him, all he could say was
“Wow. That was… intense.”
“That was nothing” I said as I got out from the car and went inside the house, removing my robe to show off my body in just the t-shirt and shorts.
He got down from the car quickly and followed me inside the house. Just as he got in and closed the front door, I got rid of the t-shirt and threw it at him. He caught it while his eyes were on me. I smiled shyly and disappeared towards the bedroom.
He followed, by the time he got there the room was dimly lit and I lay on the bed, totally nude and waiting for him. Strawberry scented incense was slowly burning in the corner to give the room a romantic fragrance.
David quickly got rid of his shirt and jeans and climbed into the bed with just his boxer shorts on. I didn’t know how big his dick was yet but I was going to find out. We didn’t say any words. We both knew what we wanted. I wanted him so badly and I used my hand to caress his strong body as we resumed kissing. He held my boobs in his hands as he kissed me passionately.
His hands slowly went down and soon they were between my thighs. I parted them and gave him access to my pussy. He circled my pussy with his fingers, the sensation was ticklish and electrifying at the same time. He slowly parted my lips with his fingers and expertly inserted his index finger inside of me while flicking my clit with his forefinger and thumb. I moaned as his fingers fucked me, he kissed my neck and licked my earlobes. He kissed my chin and nibbled my nipples.
He licked at them with his tongue while his heated body pressed hard against mine. I felt his erection on my thigh as it got bigger and bigger. I reached for his crotch and inserted my hand into his shorts to grab a hold of his dick. My heart fluttered when I felt the size of him. It felt long in my hand and my fingers just barely went around it. It felt quite huge and I knew this night was going to be a marvelous one.
I made him lie down and proceeded to kiss his body just like he’d done mine. I kissed his nipples and nibbled at them too. I licked his hard body with my tongue and kissed his navel. Then slowly I got rid of his shorts and his dick jumped at me. He held my hair to the side while I put his dick in my mouth. It was warmer than the rest of his body.
I sucked on it like candy, taking him whole into my mouth until I felt him in my throat. I’d long since overcome my gag-reflex problem so his huge dick wasn’t a problem for me. I liked the way he moaned my name while I sucked his dick.
He moved his hips slowly as I bobbed my head up and down on him, stroking his hard dick and playing with his balls. He smelled of bathsoap and cologne, that sweet cologne that I told him I liked when we first met. Just as I sucked on him he told me to bring my ass towards him and sit on his face, I smiled. He wanted a 69, I obliged.
I planted my huge butt in his face and immediately his tongue went straight for my clit. I cried softly as he grabbed my asscheeks and buried his face inside my crack, sucking and slurping and licking and moaning as he did all of this. I proceeded to suck on his dick, while he tongue-fucked me.
We sucked on each other for a while before I disengaged from his face and wiggled my butt at him. He leaned forward and bit my ass playfully. It was painful and pleasurable. I went a bit further and with my ass still facing him, I guided his dick slowly into my pussy until it was halfway in.
I arched my back and proceeded to fuck him. My ass slowly went up until I got to his tip and back down I went. The view of my ass while I fucked him was driving him nuts as I looked back to catch his amazed expression. I smiled and decided to increase my speed, going up faster and coming down until my ass slapped on his crotch. David grunted and grabbed my ass while I fucked him.
My fluids had already began to pour all over his dick and soak up the sheets. I went faster and faster, the slapping of my butt on his crotch getting louder and his grunts and moans getting wilder. David fucked me from beneath, using his hip to meet me midway in the air as the sound of our sex filled the room. I came and my walls tightened around his cock. David screamed and I screamed too.
My butt quivered and I just couldn’t stop myself from shaking uncontrollably as David continued to fuck me from beneath. He hadn’t cum yet but he disengaged from me and dragged me back up, making me sit on his face as my cum poured out of my pussy.
He licked and slurped some more, taking every bit of me into his mouth and making me go crazy with desire. I rode his face and wondered how he could hold his breath for so long. His dick glistened with my cum and I reached for it and sucked it again, tasting my sex on him.
David made me lie face down and placed a pillow just beneath my crotch. He gave me another to place my head on and kissed me gently on my cheek, my neck, his kisses going all the way down my back till he got to my butt. He kissed both buttcheeks and parted them.
He never got tired of using his lips and tongue and I never got tired of being tongue-fucked. He made me part my legs as he spent an eternity licking up my pussy and sucking hard at my clit. I came again… moaning his name loudly as I did. And just as my juices started to flow he went inside me with his dick and proceeded to fuck my senses away from me.
David drove his dick deep inside of me until it felt like I could feel him in my stomach. He kept pushing and thrusting and fucking, his grunts wilder with each thrust. I just lay there and accepted this sweet violation. It had been too long and this was just perfect to bring me back to life. We had been fucking for almost 30 minutes and he hadn’t even cum once.
What a guy, he was. I wondered how he managed to keep it in but I dared not tell him to stop pounding me. My body was prepared for whatever onslaught I was going to receive from his dick that night. David went on fucking me until all I could feel was pleasure. I buried my face into the pillow and wept tears of joy and happiness. Yes, happiness. That’s what my name meant. I had found happiness in the dick of this young man, and I was never ever going to let go.
After that first night with David we practically became lovers. He spent most nights at my place and we fucked whenever or wherever we felt like. Once I was in the kitchen making dinner and he came and raised my gown up, pushed my panties to the side and fucked me from behind, his stiff cock impaling me as I moaned passionately and held on to the kitchen table till my knees became weak.
He fucked me until I didn’t even care about what I was cooking anymore.
The other time he was watching a football game while I sat on top of him and rode him reverse cowgirl. I had just showered and had nothing on but the towel. He dragged it off me just so he could use his hands to explore my body and grab my boobs as my pussy oozed out my juices onto his cock while he fucked me from beneath. We fucked until our climax coincided with his team scoring a goal. It was wonderful.
One evening when we went to visit one of my friends who was having her second child named and dedicated, he’d excused himself to the restroom after i’d been looking at him seductively all evening and licking my lips. I’d followed him in there where he let me straddle him while he sat on the unused WC. I was quite tipsy and very horny and his dick pummelling me from beneath drove me so crazy that i whimpered like a dog, my voice a bit too loud for the ordinarily quiet room. We both chuckled at my craziness but we didn’t stop fucking until we both climaxed.
The first Sunday he went to my church we got to the car and he suddenly told me how beautiful and sexy I looked in a knee-length black gown that clung to my body. His words and the way he looked at me suddenly made me horny.
He placed me on the bonnet of the car that morning and fucked me, dragging my gown up over my hips and placing my legs on his shoulders. His cock rammed into my pussy until I felt him deep inside of me, his warm seed shooting deep into me as he climaxed with such aplomb. I did my best to make my dress look unruffled after we were done and then we got in the car and went to church to ask the Lord for forgiveness of sins.
David had become my everything and it was certain that I had found someone who I could be genuinely happy with and not be bothered with any other guy. I was older than him with nine or so years but I didn’t feel old at all when around him.
We went out a lot together and I didn’t care that we seemed an odd couple but it was a free world and nobody could stop us from having the time of our lives. David was such a wonderful guy. It had been a while since I encountered a person like him. He was well mannered and knew how to speak to me and make me laugh when I was around him. He made me feel so young and so wanted that my heart ached so much for him. Was I falling in love again?
My hopes all got dashed when after about a month I realized David had a girlfriend. I didn’t know how to feel when I found out. We’d never spoken about stuff like that and I’d never asked him. We’d just had sex on a rainy Tuesday morning and he had gone to the shower to take his bathe. He usually always went with his phone.
He says it keeps him company when he takes a dump just before bathing. But on that morning he didn’t. A call came in. It was on silent but the brightening of the screen caught my eye and I reached for it. A call was coming in from ‘Baby’ and it wasn’t me.
Who could baby be if not some young girl he was having a love affair with? His phone was locked so I couldn’t pry but I etched the number in my head and searched for it on true caller.
‘Baby’ was a lady named Vivian Kalango. I dropped his phone back where I had picked it from when I heard him come out and pretended to be busy on mine.
He came out freshly scented and clean and I suddenly wanted to eat him all up. I kissed all over his body till I made the way down to his dick and took it in my mouth. He moaned his satisfaction as my tongue worked its way around his long, hard rod. I was doing this because I didn’t want him to suspect the change in my mood.
I was going to pretend like I didn’t know anything until it got to a time when I would ask him the truth. I sucked him good enough that his hips started to jerk and I could tell that he was about to cum. He dragged me up and made me sit on his slobbered dick. I felt him plunge deep into me and I closed my eyes and tried to take my mind off the ‘Baby’ situation and enjoy another round of awesome sex with David, the young man that I had decided to make mine… and mine alone.
It was about two nights later while we were in bed that ‘Baby’ called again. David had me on all fours with my face buried into the pillow while he slammed into me from behind. His dick reached into my inner regions and touched places in me that I had never knew could be touched.
He grabbed my buttcheeks and squeezed them hard as he continued to thrust inside of me with such vigour that I had began to see stars. His youth and his strength was exactly what I needed in my sexual life at that moment and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. It was when we were about to reach our zenith that his phone rang. It was inches away from my face and I just had to raise my head and look at it to know who the caller was.
‘Baby’
David didn’t stop fucking me. I’m sure he’d heard his phone ring and knew that I’d seen who the call was coming from but he was either pretending not to care or was so far gone deep in my pussy that it didn’t matter to him anymore. I suddenly lost all interest in the sex we were having and used my butt to push him away just at the moment when his seed was about to shoot deep into me. He grabbed his dick instantly and shot his seed in a direction I didn’t care to find out.
“Babe… What happened?” he asked with a flummoxed expression.
I didn’t respond. I just grabbed the duvet and dragged it over my nude body with a look of contempt on my face.
“Felicia. Is something the matter?”
“You’re going to keep on this pretence enh? You’re going to act like you didn’t just get a call from your girlfriend.”
David looked at me like I had told a joke. He laughed even.
“You’re laughing?”
“Yes, babe. I am. I thought I’d committed some kind of offence.”
I was suddenly so angry but I decided to still keep calm.
“David. Who called you and why is their name saved as ‘baby’?”
He kept quiet for a bit. He didn’t look so inviting anymore, sitting there with his naked torso glistening with sweat and thinking of how best to tell this lie.
“You’re right. It’s my girlfriend.”
Now it was my turn to be confused. I hadn’t expected him to be so honest. I waited for him to continue.
“When we began to see each other, I never mentioned her. I’m sorry. I know that I should’ve but I just chose not to. I felt you didn’t need to know since we had something great going on between us. Her name is Vivian. She is a final year student in the University I finished from. We’ve come a very long way and I still care a lot about her.”
I remained quiet. Still angry, but quiet.
“Felly, she doesn’t have to change anything between us. You’re very special to me and I don’t want that to change.”
“And if I stopped transferring fifty thousand naira into your account each week is anything going to change?” I asked with a cold stare.
David’s eyes widened. And I knew. I was stupid for thinking what we had had transcended beyond the money.
“Are you being serious right now?” he asked me and stood from the bed. He grabbed his boxers and put them on. Next he reached for his jeans.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m getting the fuck outta here since you wanna be childish. I never asked you to send me money. Never. You somehow got my account number and started to transfer money and even when I told you to stop you refused. Said it was your way of showing gratitude. You never came to me and asked me to be your bitch. I would never have agreed to being your bitch. I have a job and earn a salary. I don’t fucking need your money. I saw you at that party and there was something about you that I liked. I asked for your number. You didn’t come to me. I came to you and it wasn’t because of your fucking money so if you think it’s your money keeping me here then fuck you and your money.”
He had already put on his t-shirt and grabbed his shoes and was about to head for the door. I jumped out of bed just in time to stand in front of the door and grab his arm.
“David I’m so sorry. Please! I shouldn’t have said that. That was totally uncalled for, forgive me. Please.”
I suddenly realized that I didn’t want to lose him and lose what we had but he wasn’t having none of that.
“I forgive you. But I can’t be here right now. I have to leave and go clear my head.”
“You don’t have to, Dave… please. Just stay with me. I won’t ask any more questions. I promise. I don’t care who baby or Vivian is. I just want to be here with you.
Don’t leave me.” Tears had already started to trickle down my cheeks. He looked at me. The darkness of his eyes revealed his unhappiness. He didn’t care that I was crying as I plead, I shouldn’t have said what I said. I was stupid and it had cost me.
David placed a hand on my cheek and spoke his last words.
“I like you Felicia. A lot. We had great times but to be honest, I’m 33, and you’re nearing 45. We both knew this wasn’t going to last very long. I love Vivian and I’m going to marry her. We aren’t ending this because of what you said just now. The end would’ve come some other time if not today but what has happened has happened. Like I said, we shared some great moments together and I’ll always remember those moments. But for now… It’s goodbye. I have to go. I hope you find someone who can treat you even better than I did.”
With that… David left.
And I returned to being a sad, lonely woman, I returned to my drinking.
I was at a bar late into the night on a Saturday. I’d already finished a bottle of white wine and was thinking about ordering another when I suddenly remembered the Sugar Connects group which had given me Michael.
I was very sad about losing David and needed a guy who could fuck me and make me forget about him. Making the arrangement in my very tipsy state took me all of twenty minutes. Before an hour had elapsed this young, okay-looking guy who looked like he needed some money in his life had arrived at the bar I was at.
I didn’t care what he looked or smelled like. As long as he’d have a shower before fucking me good.
We went to the nearest hotel with a bit of class and I let him make the arrangements before joining him in the room he’d booked.
His name was Laye and my goodness his dick was massive. I made him lie on the bed while I eased myself onto his huge cock. The length and girth of him filled me up and suddenly I began to feel sensations in me as my pussy tightened on his hard cock.
I rode him while he reached up to squeeze my breasts. My moans filled the room and Laye’s grunts which were even more guttural were louder than my moans. I leaned over him and kissed him, tasting mint in his breath from the gum he’d been chewing. Laye grabbed my ass and fucked me with such speed from beneath, his huge rubbered-up cock gliding into my totally wet and dripping pussy.
I came and I screamed my body jerking and toes curling.
Laye flipped me over and proceeded to assault me with his massive cock. I screamed as his dick found my depths and I felt his tip in my lower belly. I screamed obscenities and filth and used my legs to wrap around him while he fucked me until he climaxed, shooting his cum into the rubber and collapsing just beside me.
We fucked two more times that night, Laye doing justice to my pussy and my body. When I got satisfied I took a shower and dropped forty thousand naira for him on the bed before leaving.
I was happy even if for a while and that was good.
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