Dara’s boyfriend did not stop licking my pussy, and his thumb did not stop rubbing my clit. It drove me crazy, but the ringing of my phone continued to get on my nerves.
I snatched my phone off the table to check who it was, and my heart skipped a beat – it was Dara on the line. Was Alhaji around already? Why was this man ruining my fun today? I quickly picked up and called out her name.
Immediately, he heard who I was on the call with, he stopped licking my pussy and just continued rubbing my clit with his thumb. I asked Dara what was wrong, and she immediately went into a rant about how a customer was downstairs and whatever they needed.
She got on my nerves with that, so I just cut her short immediately and reiterated that she was only to notify me when Alhaji came around and nothing else. I hung up on her and slammed my phone on the table.
My face sharply went back down to her boyfriend, who had now stopped working under me due to the conversation I was having with his girlfriend earlier.
When he saw my fierce look, he slowly returned his head to my pussy, but he moved too slowly for my liking, so I grabbed the back of his neck and helped him push his head down. I raised one of my legs on the table and told him to just lick my pussy.
He must have been so turned on by all of these because his hunger for my pussy just increased immediately. I could feel it from the way he pushed his body more into my thighs and spread my pussy lips with his thumb while his tongue and lips licked me all up like I had poured honey inside my pussy.
I loved every bit of it, even though I was not moaning as loudly as I would have loved to; the way my eyes were fluttering like I was being electrocuted is enough to tell anyone that witnessed what was happening that this boy is an excellent plate washer, and I was just enjoying this too much.
I now understood why Dara’s pussy had dripped on my chair. But damn, my apprentice must also have some seriously wet pussy for her to have splashed like that. My hand grabbed his head as I forced out deep gasps before I cum on my chair.
I had to apologise for holding onto his hair that tight when I came back to my senses; he just remained under my desk, laughing at me.
I gave him a sheepish look before asking what was funny. He said nothing, but he just liked the way I reacted to him. I laughed in my mind and just stared at his face – it was all stained with my pussy juice, and at a closer look, there were a stub or two of my pussy hair.
I nearly bust a laugh. My apprentice is just so similar to me that she has been able to pick this guy out.
It seemed we shared the same talent of being able to find sex maniacs. Funny enough, I have had eyes for him since I saw him around my office with Dara. Seeing that I was lost in thoughts, his hands came on my knees and started sliding upwards back to my crotch area.
Before I could even divert my attention to him, my legs were beginning to spread again. He asked the funniest and stupidest question ever, “Are we done or do you want us to do something else?” I choose to play along and make myself feel his age.
So I asked if he would like us to do anything. The way he smiled, I knew he was up to no good. He pushed my chair back and crawled out of the desk. I sat there with my legs still spread wide, watching to see what was coming.
He stood right in front of me with his penis a few inches away from my face. The penis looked so fine, I knew what he wanted, and I was going to give it to him. I stretched my hand to grab it, but he tapped my hand away.
I looked up to ask why, but before I could even talk, he looked into my eyes and told me to kneel. That was a new one. I had always been in charge of most of my fucks, but this one made me happy with his command.
I said, “Ha,” and dropped to my knees gently. His penis was just so close to my lip,s and it was my turn to show him he was not the only one who was talented with his mouth. I also know how to sing on the microphone.
I put that big, hard mic in my mouth and looked up to his face. He looked like he was scared to cum, but I had not even started, and he was not even ready for what I was about to show him. I let his penis slide inside my mouth and began to suck on it, stroking the shaft with one of my hands while the second hand helped push his trousers further down.
When I was satisfied, my second hand joined the game and started to play with his balls. He immediately began to groan and grunt, almost making me laugh. Nobody has even survived this technique, and by the time I finished with him, he would be begging me for a blowjob just like the others.
He was moaning for me like a baby, and who can blame him? The way I played with his balls while sucking his dick has exposed him to too much pleasure.
I was not even done yet. I let my hand slide over his balls and find the small space between his asshole and his balls. I only massaged it a little with two of my fingers, and he had to grab my head tightly.
I still held his dick and sucked him hard, forcing saliva to stream down my jaw. He was so carried away that he did not react as my fingers moved closer toward his asshole.
My eyes remained fixed on him, and once my finger reached the bud of his hole, he looked at me hard and still; he could not do anything. His dick was in my mouth, and he had to be careful with the way he moved so that I would not bite his penis.
I already had him where I wanted. Even though he tried to tighten his asshole, I was still able to slide my tiny finger. Now, I sucked him harder and fingered his asshole. His penis went deeper in my mouth, and I was forced to make gawk sounds while his moans and grunts got louder.
I knew he could not hold on much longer, so I pushed my finger deeper into his ass and sucked him more. His grip tightened on my table and he pushed his dick deeper into my mouth. I knew what was coming next, and I just waited for it, but a loud knock soon distracted me, and I panicked. His dick slipped out of my mouth, and his cum pumped all over my blouse.
By the time he stopped grunting, Dara’s voice came from outside the office,
“Sorry, ma, I want to ask Lekan something”. I was livid that she had interrupted my fuck for the second time that day after stern warnings. The boyfriend, upon hearing his girlfriend’s voice, turned away from me and wanted to walk away while pulling his trousers up.
“Where do you think you are going? Come back here jo!” I boomed from my kneeling position. I was not going to deal with Dara directly, but she would soon learn her lesson. I was about to show her the kind of hell I showed Iya Nimota, my former boss.
She was a nice and lively woman, a good practitioner of her herbal medicines, but she was lazy at home and at work. She preferred to delegate her duties many times and just spend time gossiping.
Many times, she would send me to her house to wash her clothes and undies and other times I had to cook for her husband. I did not like it, I had no choice. Our problems started one day when one of my penises came over to buy herbs.
You will understand why I called him one of my penises later. Iya Nimota and her friends were gossiping in the shop as usual, and my penis could not get enough of me. He drank his herb and continued to hail me, especially when I walked away, and he saw all six strands of beads.
He shouted more and hyped me more before smacking my arse. My boss came out livid and said what nonsense we were doing in her shop.
She embarrassed me and sent me home to go and tend to her husband’s meal.
I loved the attention I got from guys, and what my boss just did hurt me to the core. Nevertheless, I went off to her house. The husband was in the living room watching telly and was not surprised to see me.
We exchanged pleasantries, and I went to their kitchen to get the cooking started. I was still gathering the pots when I heard a door slam shut. My mind immediately went there, and a wicked plan germinated in my mind almost immediately.
I walked out of the kitchen and trailed my Oga’s husband, who was no longer in the sitting room. I peeped into the bedroom, and as I guessed, he was in the toilet. Time to see if her husband’s penis was as big as Iya Nimota had always claimed. I went for the toilet door and opened it without knocking.
Baba Nimota was there holding a wicked-looking big penis. Out of shock, I nearly locked the door back immediately, but Baba Nimota stopped me. “Hey! Come back here”. I reopened the door, but stayed outside the toilet. He asked me what I saw.
“Ha, Daddy, I saw penis o, Big penis”.
Written by Reezy Sama
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