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Sister Darasimi: Oh…Shit… Fuck… Seriously… Gawdammit?! [Episode XI](18+)
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Sister Darasimi: Oh…Shit… Fuck… Seriously… Gawdammit?! [Episode XI](18+)

Darasimi walked in barefooted, dripping water from her head to the sole of her feet. Her outfit totally drenches in rain, she didn’t know where her shoes were, the clothes clung tight to her body, shivering from coldness from the heavy rain that has refused to stop.

Everywhere seems quiet and discomforting despite the torrent of rain pouring outside, she fumbled with the keys to the door for a bit. Had no idea if anyone was in, the door to her apartment opened, she pushed the door further open but it wasn’t her apartment, the space she entered seemed like a void.

Inside the void were executive chairs with people seated on them, but not enough for her to make the people sitting there. It seemed they didn’t observe the rain outside as they were all dry, and not shivering like she was like she would soon die from hypothermia.

She entered the room, which looked dimly lit but the closer she walked towards the chairs arranged, the clearer the figures seated became to her, it looked like a police interrogation room.

What in God’s name am I doing here, she thought to herself, as she moved closer and closer the identities of the people on the other side of the table began to get clearer.

“It’s my baby, isn’t it?” Niyi said

“It has to be” Niyi continued

Darasimi kept quiet, still completely drenched, with her clothes dripping water at the helm close to her knees.

“It can’t be yours! It’s definitely mine” Frank said, coming closer to the light.

Darasimi rubbed her hands against her arm hoping to douse the coldness coursing through her body. She didn’t understand what was going on.

“Darasimi, tell them, it’s mine,” Niyi said to her

“There is no way it is any of you morons, it’s mine for sure, she has been supplying me heat since my wife went abroad to give birth to my kid,” Niyi’s Pastor said

“All of you are just pure silly, I’ve been having sex with her for as long as I can remember. How do you think she got the job at the company she works for?” The Engineer said,

“I’m just here observing,” Remi said, “Or could it be me?” Remi continued

Dara shook her head in disagreement with Remi, grief was written all over her face as she watched different men

“We have sex almost every morning, how could it be anyone but me,” Niyi said perplexed at what was playing ahead of him.

Darasimi said nothing but tried to get as much warmth she could conjure within herself as possible, as it seems she is the only shivering to her bones, seemed like the rain never stopped, it was barreling over her alone.

“I emptied my balls more times than I can count in one hand in the office and once in my house in the last 90 days. That foetus growing in her belly belongs to no other than me.” Frank bellowed.

“Well, I also emptied my “balls” inside Dara here, so the baby growing inside her could be my 14th child on Allah’s green earth.” The engineer interjected.

“This is all fun to watch especially since I’ve just entered a few weeks ago. I can’t be the father of the bastard inside her but I’m enjoying the show” Chidi said

“I’m not even sure who fucked who when we met, I planned to fuck her but she fucked me inside out, so I think I’m out of the equation here. She rode me like a fucking horse, I couldn’t sleep right for weeks. I’ve never been that useless during sex my entire adult life” Remi said, sobbing quietly.

The jury isn’t out about who exactly is the father, Darasimi couldn’t tell who owns it herself, everything fell into a particular window, and it all got fucked up.

“But why are you such a whore?” Niyi asked

“I think it has something to do about the choirmaster that raped her, I’m wondering why he isn’t here as all of us,” Remi said

“She repelled his memory as well, as she repelled that of her uncles who fingered her before she was even a teenager, and the memories of her dead father and how the choirmaster stole her virginity. It’s her coping mechanism” The engineer clarified

Darasimi stood there, listening to the men in her sex life discuss her, she wanted to say something but it seemed like the cold had gotten into the speech processing and activating part of her brain because she couldn’t say anything.

“Yes, those guys could have marred her sexual experience, but like other people, she didn’t run away from sex, she got even deeper into it,” Niyi said

Darasimi was in a panel about her life, discussed with people that she shared her body with at some point in time.

“I slept with her mother too,” The prophet said,

“She was tamer than her daughter, Darasimi also fucked me so hard as a teenager. Her mother also fucked me hard but not as much as the daughter, there is a certain demon lurking in that family that needs to be snatched out of it. ”The prophet said

Everyone looked back to see who was speaking,

“I’m definitely not the father of her child” The prophet continued

“I met her decades earlier before she became the god of sex herself” The prophet concluded

She just stood there like it was judgement day, watching all of her life scrutinised by people she took their genitals into her body.

“It’s not her fault though, she inherited it, she doesn’t know what caused it, or maybe she repressed the memory till now. Her mother was as spirikoko as she is now. The cause of her father’s death was quite evident to her even if she didn’t discuss it with anyone at all” the prophet said

“Her father died after a heart attack because he found her mother in bed with his best friend, she was riding him, her pussy was milking his dick and balls for all the juice it had. He couldn’t have screamed rape because she was the one riding his friend’s horse dick. Her father had always suspected that there was something between them but he couldn’t get proof until he got suspended for fighting his line manager earlier in the day. Instead of hitting the beer parlour as he would usually.

He instead went home straight, to tell his wonderful wife what was going on, instead, he found her riding his best friend hard in the middle of the living room with the TV blasting AIT loud for everyone to hear” The prophet continued.

Darasimi looked down at the ground surrounding her, wet with the dripping water from her wet body, she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her, but the ground refused as it remained shut and solid, no swallowing would happen today.

“From what I can see, her generation is meant to forever be under the spell of a penis either small, big, long, fat or slim. She will never resist the allure of a penis, she will always be a slave to the thrusting of a hard shaft, going in and out of her orifice. She will always all be willing for the dick to tear through her as the feeling of the dick tunnelling through will bring her comfort from those demons.

At this point, those demons idling inside her will receive the freedom that they crave especially when she is drilled roughly. The more you treat her like a slave, the more she will feel it, and love it.” The prophet said.

“They’re cursed, a cursed family from Lucifer, they will always be like that, for every female born inside that family. They may be blessed with good looks and banging body but also born with an insatiable appetite for sex.” The Engineer said.

Darasimi couldn’t take it anymore as she raced in the opposite direction, she ran out of the interrogation room like it was on fire, she got to the door, and cracked open the handle, and fortunately for her it opened, but when it opened.

She opened to a parking space full of cars, as she arrived there, she wasn’t feeling cold anymore, this time around, she was dressed in a tube skimpy dress, the car lot must have like over 200 cars. She couldn’t figure out where her car was exactly, so she continued walking around the car park, pressing the remote control of the car.

For what seemed like forever, she could hear her car beeping from a distance but she couldn’t get to where the car was exactly, she kept walking around the expansive car park.

She was at least grateful to be out of that atmosphere where people she slept with recently were fighting over who was the father of the foetus growing inside her belly. She just needed to get into the car now, and zoom off, drive away from here, and drive as far as her car could carry her, which can range from Delta state to Cameroon.

Just be out of there, she didn’t understand why she was where she was, the outfit looked like something that she would wear though, skimpy enough for necks to turn, and low cut enough for her boobs to almost fall out of them.

People’s ears need to pop out of their socket, and most importantly, she wasn’t wearing panties, the coochie needs to breathe.

Perfect, she thought to herself.

Finally, she found the area where her car was parked, the music from the hall was sipping into the car pack but no enough to completely distract her, she didn’t even know whose wedding it was anyway.

At long last, she found her car, hallelujah, but sadly enough, the entry from the driver’s side was so tight that she had to use the passenger’s side to get into the car.

“What type of moron parked so close to me fgs” She asked herself.

“Fuck!”

Getting inside the car from the passenger side seemed so tight, as she struggled with moving from the passenger to the driver’s section. The parking space was deserted, no one saw her as she battled to get into the driver’s section.

She moved her leg from the passenger side to the driver’s side, as she moved uneasily, for some weird reason, she was unable to stop a fail that had her pussy over the gear stick of the vehicle, she fell.

Fortunately or unfortunately, her pussy was hovering over the gear stick and it neatly penetrated her pussy, also weirdly enough, it seemed to enter into her pussy as easy it could possibly be.

And good lawd, it felt so good, jeeezzzz!

How come she had never tried to do this before, her gear stick was producing an insane amount of sensation on her pussy that she couldn’t believe right now. So, of course, she abandoned the thought of moving over to the driver’s side to ditch this fucking party and drive away from this fucking nightmare or whatever she was having.

But damn, the shaft seemed fast enough to stretch her, and that exactly was what she needed, she rested on the backrest of both the driver and the front passenger’s seat and she leaned forward and went up and down on the gear shaft.

Fuck!!!!! It felt so good, and at that moment, like a drunkard, she forgot all of her problems, and just focused on the pleasure the gear stick was giving her. At that point, the car was satisfying her more than the rudimentary benefit of driving her from point A to B, but the difference is now that, she was enjoying way more than she thought.

Her pussy began to secrete whitish fluid that ran down both sides of the gear stick, and into the leather fabric that was attached to the stick deep into the surface under the stick.

She continued like it was no man’s business, she got carried away, that she unzipped her outfit from the side of the dress, allowing her boobs to roam free on her chest, holding them tight against her chest, twisting the nipples as she rode the gear stick like it was a dick.

She didn’t care if she was drunk or not but on the pleasure that her body found while the gear filled her pussy, filled it from side to side, wall to wall. She knew she was not the woman her boyfriend thought she was or her other side dicks thought she was, she was a Rocketwoman.

She was worse than they thought. Darasimi rode the gear stick like its no man’s business, but unfortunately, she started hearing her name aloud from nowhere. There was no one in the massive expanse of the car park but somewhere her name was ringing loud.

It was taking away from her pleasure right now, what the fuck she thought to herself, her pussy was sipping out juices, and the thought that whatever in God’s name that was happening a few minutes ago was gone past her now is bliss that she wasn’t gonna allow to go just like that for sure.

But the calling of her name was something that she couldn’t ignore anymore, it kept growing and growing, it became more prominent every second than the previous. It was thoroughly fucking with her silly mood and orgasm frame of mind but she kept ignoring it until she couldn’t anymore and then, she bellowed again.

She opened her eyes, and saw Niyi looking over her, he seemed happy to see her but she has just regained her consciousness, and everywhere seemed like a strange place, she was on the bed, and was looking upward to people who seemed towering against her on the bed where she laid.

“Hey baby,” Niyi said.

“You passed out as you unlocked our apartments” Niyi continued

“You’ve been unconscious for three days now” Niyi explained

“Are you okay?” Niyi asked

Darasimi nodded still unable to utter any word at all.

“We rushed you here as soon as we found you. Remi’s wife was just exiting her apartment when she saw you collapsing at the door, with blood flowing out of your thighs” Niyi lied.

Darasimi squinted her eyes as Niyi spoke.

“More importantly, I’m gonna be a father?! We’re gonna have a kid, in fact, you almost lost the pregnancy” Niyi said gleefully.

“Thankfully, we didn’t lose the baby but you were very close to losing the baby. I’m so sorry for all fights, and my behaviour these past months” Niyi apologised, again ignoring what she saw before her collapse. Niyi was hoping to write it as a hallucination.

“When were you gonna tell me?” Niyi continued, he was gleaming from ear to ear, excited about the prospect of the new family.

“She’s awake?” Darasimi’s mum said as she re-entered the room,

“Yes ma,” Niyi said

“Congrats to you and Niyi, so you’ve been pregnant all this time I was worrying you about settling down. You’re too secretive, my goodness” Dara’s mum said.

Darasimi’s eyes were rolling around the room, trying to understand what was going on, and why she was in so much pain. Niyi and her mum staring at her

“Oh… Fuck! Everyone knows” Darasimi said to herself, managing to squeeze in a smile, Niyi has now claimed the baby but sadly, Darasimi still no clear on whose baby it is.

She sighed as her eyes closed, lapsing into a mini-coma.

THE END

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