I stood there shining my teeth as Baba Nimota smiled and shook his penis off before rinsing it with water. He obviously was happy with the description I had just given his penis. But that was just the whole truth.
My boss had not lied when she was saying her husband has a big penis – seeing is believing. I could already feel my pussy stirring up just at the sight of Baba Nimota’s penis and at the thoughts of what it would feel like to fuck him right there as payback to the way his wife had treated me earlier, then I would return to the shop and act as if nothing happened.
Me self, I am not bad looking, not too much of ass but, it was still an okay size, but you see breasts? I have breasts for days. They are shaped like teardrops and are maybe a bit too big for my slightly slender frame.
But that was my selling point. That was what many of my customers and my penis owners loved most about me, especially when I walk about, and the top of my breasts jiggle, or my pendant disappears inside my deep cleavage.
I could always hear the slight sighs and grunts from the men around, and I knew exactly where their minds were. I enjoyed teasing them like that, and I hoped to get a tattoo on one of them, like my colleague at the shop had advised that it would make me look sexier.
I already have half of the money needed for it, and she already gave me Saka’s phone number.
Now, I was lost, staring at Baba Nimota’s penis as he rinsed it. When he finished, he still held it in his hand instead of putting it back in his briefs. He called me to come and taste his penis now, since I was looking at it that much.
Immediately, he called me out. I remembered where I was and tried to regain my composure before it was too late. I tried to feign ignorance,
“Ha daddy, I am your child o, what do you want Madam to say if she finds out that we did something?”
He laughed and shrugged it off, stating that I was not his daughter, and I was not his child, and he was sure that I was not a virgin.
I laughed as he listed everything, but I just remained at the doorpost, trying to form “hard to get” a little more.
But to be honest, the way he talked and the way he held that penis in his hand, my panty was already soaked with wetness. He called me to come again more sternly, and I finally moved one of my feet in his direction.
But, I still told him that what if Madam comes back. He told me not to worry that he would just fuck me small, “just the tip” to check how sweet I am, and he would remove it.
I laughed. “Just the tip”, those were the exact words that they used to collect my panties the other day and take away my virginity.
No regrets about it, though, because I enjoyed that sex and I have been enjoying fucking since then.
I got closer to him and grabbed his penis; it felt warm and twitchy in my palm. I looked up to him and smiled, enjoying the sensation. “Daddy, my own pussy is sweet o, if you put the tip inside, you will not want to remove it”.
He laughed and called me a naughty girl. He said I wanted to fuck too, and I am still doing shakara. I smiled and said, “Daddy ooo”. He smiled and asked me not to call him Daddy again, but at least I have seen his penis now.
I laughed and told him that he is still daddy o. Looking at his eyes, I could see how hungry he was for my breasts. Yes, my top was showing off the top of my breasts, and now more than ever, I wished that I had done the tattoo on my breast.
His hand came and rested on top of my breast. Before he could even begin to squeeze it through my top, I grabbed his hand and stuck it inside my blouse and used it to bring out my breast. He looked at me and squeezed my breast so hard that I moaned.
Now, I could feel my crotch getting clammy – down there must have become a watery mess now.
He stared into my eyes all through when he was squeezing my breast, and soon, he started to lower his head. I clenched my thighs and waited for impact as his lips grabbed my nipple.
God, the way he dragged my nipple with his mouth as if he was expecting me to produce milk. It was just too sweet. I did not even let him suck my breast for too long before I started to call out to him,
“Daddy, please, come and fuck me”. He heard me and told me to bring my ass to him.
Immediately, I heard that, I detached myself from him and turned. I pushed my ass back, raised my cloth and held my pants on each side with my thumbs before pulling them down to my knees. I forced myself to breathe.
One hand against the wall and the other hand on my knee, I expected my Oga’s husband’s penis to swim in my pussy soon. I needed him to give it to me hard and fast because time was going, I still needed to cook and return to the shop to hawk for the evening.
Baba Nimota did not seem to be thinking the same way as I was. I felt his palm slapping my pussy slightly as he complimented me, saying my pussy looks like a snail, especially because it was slimy.
He said his wife’s pussy is never like this, she never gets wet quickly enough, and she even dries up quickly. He had not even touched me properly, and my pussy is already wet everywhere.
I wanted to hurry him for the fuck, but the way he rendered his monologue whilst tapping on my pussy left me biting on my lips. Then, next came the tip of his big penis, rubbing up and down the tips of my wet pussy.
My eyes closed up, and I found it hard to breathe. He had not even started fucking me yet, but the thought of that big penis and the way I was turned on expecting him to fuck me was just too crazy.
I was murmuring,
“Daddy please, Daddy please…” and I could hear him laugh at how his penis was making me behave. Just for him to fuck me, loud bangs hit the door just like Dara was doing right now. But these bangs were strong enough to push the slightly closed door out of the way.
My eyes immediately opened, and I saw my boss and her aproko friend dashing toward Baba Nimota and me. In a split second, the women had pounced on me, raining slaps, punches and insults while Baba Nimota did his best to get them off me.
At the slightest chance, I dashed out of the room with one of my breasts out of my blouse and bouncing against my chest. I tried to push it back inside my blouse as I ran off to my house, not daring to return to my Oga’s shop.
That day, I was an apprentice, and when I got home and showered my aching body, especially with all the pinching marks that Iya Nimota and her friend had blessed me with, I put two fingers inside my pussy and fucked myself hard.
As I fingered, I squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I imagined that it was Baba Nimota who was fingering me. When that was not enough, I added the third finger and imagined that Baba Nimota was fucking me hard with his big penis.
I even moaned, “Ha, Daddy, fuck me very well, I am not a child” as I fingered myself. Soon, the sensation grew so much that I knew I was about to burst. I raised my head a little bit and saw how misty my pussy had become.
I tried to breathe and curved my fingers inside my pussy then I just kept pressing against my G-spot. All of a sudden, my body vibrated, I groaned, and my toes curled as I came. I tried to catch my breath with my breasts heaving up and down on my chest.
I made up my mind there to ensure I later fuck Baba Nimota since his wife and her friend had already beaten me for a crime that I had yet to commit.
Today, however, I was the boss, and nobody can beat me or send me away from this boy’s big penis. I started to remove my clothes, the AC splashed against my body as my fine breasts came into view with the nipples standing like small pebbles.
The tattoo on my right breast was an emblem of love painted in blood red. I gradually got off my knees and let my clothes fall to the floor. I stood there stark naked with Lekan standing just a few feet away from me with his eyes glued to my body.
I spread my legs whilst standing so that he can better see my pussy, and I cupped my breasts with my hands from under to jiggle them for him to see how sexy they looked. I look one last lustful look at him and his penis.
The thing was already getting hard again. “Come here, jo, come and fuck me”, I said, as I continued to jiggle my breasts for him. Like someone under hypnosis, he began walking toward me.
Of course, he had to; even his senior brothers would not reject my seduction. Once he got close to me, I grabbed his penis just like I grabbed Baba Nimota’s own years back. The memories of back then just turned me on more, and I presented my ass to him, wanting him to finish what Baba Nimota could not finish before his wife came to beat me. Lekan did not tease me like Baba Nimota.
The moment I presented my ass to him, I felt him shift one of my asscheeks out of the way, and his penis started to enter my pussy. I was immediately forced to fall to my elbows on the table as he started to fuck me.
Our skin made those squishy sex sounds that I love, and I just told him not to stop fucking me.
My breasts were bouncing on my chest, I could hear knocks and sob sounds from his girlfriend at the door, and my phone began to ring again. It was Alhaji.
Written by Reezy Sama
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