“Mmhmm!” Njideka moaned around Kunle’s thick, ebony shaft, her glossy red lips stretched tight as she sucked with greedy, wet pulls. She was obsessed—starving for that first hot burst of cum.
Her fingers dug into his heavy balls, massaging them softly but firmly, working him with both hands like she wanted to drain every last drop from those loaded, low-hanging fruits. “Give it to me,” she slurred around his dick, her voice thick with lust.
Kunle groaned. “Oh yeah, you’re ready for it, aren’t you? Ready to swallow a nice big load?”
“Yeahh!” was all she could manage before diving back down, sucking him off like her life depended on it. Her tongue swirled around his swollen cockhead, lapping up the sticky precum. The taste—salty, masculine, addicting—made her pussy clench in her tight lace panties.
Spit dripped from his shaft in thick, glossy strands, painting her breasts in slippery streaks. The sensation of her own juices sliding between her deep cleavage was so filthy, so wrong, that she moaned. She pulled back just to watch her spit glisten on her dark, heaving chest before swallowing him whole again.
“Oh fuck, you are good with that hot little mouth of yours, aren’t you, cocksucker!” Kunle said, his big hand slid up and down the monstrous length of his cock. Njideka could feel the rough heat of his palm bumping against her lips, teasing her, letting her know he was about to bless her with every inch.
Her hooded eyes locked onto his massive, glistening shaft. Precum oozed in heavy ropes onto her tongue, salty-sweet and so much fucking wetter than anything her useless husband had ever given her. Jesus! She was swallowing more of Kunle’s pre than she’d ever gotten in full loads from that man at home.
The thought alone had her pussy clenching, her soaked panties sticking to her thighs like glue.”Yes, good girl,” Kunle groaned, his voice deep and rough as he worked his dick right against her lips. “Do you like that? Do you like being my cocksucker?”
Njideka’s head was spinning, her mouth stuffed with that god-tier dick, and all she could manage was a muffled, “Mmmhmm,”—like a woman possessed. She wasn’t letting go, nah. This cock was her new religion, and worship was mandatory.
Kunle’s voice dripped with dominance, thick and rough like palm wine. “Yeah, time to feed you. Gonna empty this first load so I can drill that pussy proper—second and third rounds, no mercy. Gonna stretch you wide, make you forget every man before me.”
Every filthy word sent electric shocks straight to her core. Her pussy clenched, already begging for the punishment he was promising.
Then his grip tightened in her hair, his voice dropping to a growl. “Open wide, baby. Gonna paint your throat with this hot, thick cum.”
Njideka’s muffled whimpers vibrated around Kunle’s throbbing cock, her lips stretched tight as she slurred out a desperate “YES!” around his thick shaft. Her pussy was leaking like a busted pipe, soaking her panties so thoroughly she could feel the slick mess between her thighs. His heavy balls tightened against her fingers.
“OH YEAH, GIRL! TAKE IT… SWALLOW EVERY DROP!” Kunle growled, pulling back until only the swollen head of his cock remained wedged between her lips.
Then—BAM!—the first shot of cum blasted into her mouth like a fucking cannon, hitting the back of her throat so hard she nearly choked. The thick, creamy load splattered against her tongue, hot and heavy, followed by another vicious rope that painted her throat.
The taste was raw, masculine, intoxicating. She couldn’t resist. With a greedy gulp, she swallowed, feeling the thick, sticky load slide down her throat and settle deep in her belly, warming her from the inside out.
The filthy thrill of what she was doing—swallowing this man’s seed like a starved slut—sent her over the edge. A violent orgasm ripped through her, her cunt clenching around nothing as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. But she didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. Her lips stayed locked around his cock, slurping, sucking, milking every last drop as Kunle groaned above her.
“FUCK! That mouth is too damn good,” he panted, his voice rough with pleasure. “Keep going, baby—I’ve got enough to drown you in.”
Kunle’s deep, growling moans sent shivers down Njideka’s spine as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave—every nerve in her body lit up like a Christmas tree. But the real thrill? The filthy, forbidden joy of finally doing what she’d fantasised about for years: swallowing every last drop of a big, black cock’s load like a greedy little slut.
The first two thick ropes of cum alone were more than her useless husband had ever managed in his entire life—pathetic. But Kunle was just getting started. His hand had paused mid-stroke when the first bursts erupted, but now he was back at it, his fist pumping his monstrous shaft with slow, deliberate strokes, each forward thrust firing another hot, creamy spurt straight into her waiting mouth.
Njideka’s head spun as she gulped down another mouthful, her throat working desperately to keep up. But Kunle wasn’t letting up—he fucked his cock into her face, his thick, pearly cum flooding her mouth in relentless waves. She swallowed frantically, but it was too much—her lips stretched around his girth couldn’t contain the deluge. Thick, sticky strands oozed from the corners of her mouth, sliding down her chin in obscene, glistening trails.
She tried to keep up, she really did, but another violent spurt sent more of his creamy seed spilling over her lips, dripping down onto her breasts in warm splashes. The sensation of his cum clinging to her skin—so hot, so fucking alive—made her whimper with delight.
“Mmmm… fuck!” Njideka moaned like a cat in heat, her mouth flooded with Kunle’s thick, creamy load. This wasn’t that weak, watery nonsense her husband dribbled out—no, this was real cum, rich and heavy like ogi pudding, packed full of enough sperm to knock up a whole village. Just the thought of swallowing all those potent little swimmers had her pussy clenching like a greedy fist. One taste, and she was hooked—this was the kind of cum a proper man made, not that pathetic excuse her husband called a release.
“That’s a good girl, keep swallowing. I’ve still got some more for you!” Kunle growled as Njideka watched him jerk his fat, throbbing cock with rough, eager strokes. His heavy balls slapped against her chin as his swollen tip bumped against her wet, greedy lips, painting her mouth with hot, sticky cum. Thick ropes of cum shot down her throat, some leaking from the corners of her stretched lips like sweet custard, her tongue working hard to catch every last drop.The warmth of his seed sent electric shivers down her spine, her body trembling like leaf in harmattan wind.
Njideka gasped as his thick fingers tangled in her hair, yanking her head back just before his mouth crashed down on her. No soft, romantic bullshit—this was hungry, possessive. His tongue, wide and wet, dragged over her skin, lapping up every sticky, glazed strand of cum clinging to her cheeks and chin. Fuck, it was depraved. And that’s exactly why she loved it.
Her husband? Hell, most men? They’d never dare. Too vanilla, too afraid to get messy. But this? This was filthy. And it sent a lightning bolt of lust straight to her dripping cunt.
His tongue swirled over her face, slow and deliberate, before sealing his lips against hers. She moaned, opening eagerly as he shoved his tongue into her mouth, feeding her the salty, musky taste of his spend all over again. She sucked greedily, swallowing every drop like a fucking addict.
Kunle pulled back just enough to smirk before his mouth trailed lower, his hands gripping her waist as he devoured the mess splattered across her tits. His tongue flicked and slurped, gathering up the slick cocktail of cum and her own spit, then surging back up to claim her mouth once more.
“There—you happy now, you greedy little slut?” Kunle growled, finally tearing his mouth from hers. Njideka gasped, her chest heaving, her entire body throbbing with need.
“Fuck yes,” she panted, her fingers immediately diving between them, wrapping around the monstrous thickness of his cock. “Jesus Christ, you’re still fucking hard?” Her voice was a mix of awe and lust. If this had been her pathetic husband, his dick would’ve been a shrivelled-up worm by now. But Kunle? His shaft was like steel wrapped in velvet—thick, pulsing, and so fucking huge her fingers couldn’t even come close to encircling it.
She squeezed, her slender hand barely making a dent in his girth of him. “God, it’s like a baseball bat,” she moaned, her thumb tracing the swollen vein along the underside. The thing was as thick as her wrist, and the length? Fuck. It put every porn star she’d ever seen to shame.
“It’s gonna stay hard all goddamn night,” Kunle growled, his cock throbbing defiantly between them as if mocking her concern. “That first nut just took the edge off—now I can really ruin you. Gonna fuck you slow and deep until you’re begging for it, then dump another load straight down your throat. Don’t worry, baby,” he smirked, dragging a rough thumb over her bottom lip, “I’ll keep you stuffed full. By the time I’m done, you won’t even remember what food tastes like—just my cum.”
Njideka’s eyes were locked onto his thick, aching cock, her pulse pounding between her thighs. The thought of him pumping her full, over and over, until she was dizzy with it, sent a desperate shiver down her spine. Fuck. Right now, there was nothing else she wanted more than to choke on him.
“Now,” he rumbled, hands seizing her breasts, kneading them with greedy, possessive fingers, “you ready to get fucked?”
Njideka was dripping, her pussy throbbing with a need she’d never fucking felt before. Her gaze dropped back to his cock—a thick, veined beast that looked more like it belonged to a fucking stallion than a man. The sheer size of it made her clench around nothing, her tight little hole fluttering at the thought of taking even an inch of that monster.
Could she? Fuck, she wasn’t sure. It might split her in half, stretch her beyond what her body could handle—but the hunger burning inside her was louder than the fear. She’d ache if she didn’t try, she’d wither with desperation.
Her fingers traced the swollen length of him, her breath coming in shaky little gasps as she looked up through hooded eyes. A wicked grin curled her lips, her voice dripping with filthy promise as she moaned:
“Yes.”
The End
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