Kunle leaned in closer, his massive frame casting a shadow over her, the heat radiating off his body. His voice dropped to a rough whisper, thick with desire and dominance.
\n“Let\u2019s stop pretending, Njideka. We both know why you\u2019re really here.”<\/p>\n
She swallowed hard, her pulse racing, but she didn\u2019t look away. She couldn\u2019t. His gaze pinned her in place, daring her to deny it.
\n“How long have you been dreaming about this, huh?” His fingers brushed her thigh, slow and deliberate, sending a shiver up her spine. “Lying next to your husband at night, staring at the ceiling, wondering what it would feel like to have a real man between your legs?”<\/p>\n
His words were filthy, raw\u2014nothing like the polite, restrained conversations she was used to. And God help her, she loved it.<\/p>\n
“You want a man who won\u2019t just fuck you,” Kunle continued, his voice a dark promise. “A man who will make you beg for it, make you choke on it, make you take every inch until you forget your own name. And deep down, you know that\u2019s exactly what you came here for.”<\/p>\n
He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his burning gaze. “Tell me I\u2019m wrong.”<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Because he wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
“Come closer, let me school you properly,” Kunle growled, his musky Issey Miyake cologne mixing with that primal masculine scent that made Njideka’s thighs slick with anticipation. His massive frame loomed over her as she nodded.<\/p>\n
“You’ve probably watched a lot of porn movies, read a lot of erotic stories like that. Movies and stories about women, MILFs just like you who let men with big cock have their way with them,” he purred, his deep baritone vibrating through her core. “Men with big, hard cocks that fuck them and make those older women suck their cocks for hours on end, feeding them load after load of thick, creamy cum.”<\/p>\n
Njideka’s dress clung to her damp skin, her breathing shallow. This man was vocalising every filthy fantasy she’d ever locked away in her secret browser history.<\/p>\n
“And you want to know what it feels like to have a big black cock thrust deep inside you,” He leaned in, hot breath grazing her ear. “go deeper than any man ever has before, to touch you in places you’ve only dreamed of, to do things to you that you’ve been fantasizing about, fingering yourself about.”<\/p>\n
A sinful whimper escaped her lips as his words painted vivid images in her mind. The way his accent curled around each vulgar promise made it feel like he was already touching her in forbidden places.
\n“You have beautiful breasts. What size are these?!” His massive palm slid up her trembling body, roughly groping one plump breast. “A 34 Double D?”<\/p>\n
Njideka gasped as his calloused fingers pinched her nipple through the fabric. “34E,” she panted, already feeling her knees weaken.<\/p>\n
“Ehn?! 34E?!” He laughed darkly, squeezing harder. “I have seen bigger ones in Lagos before – but these ones will fit my mouth just right.” His other hand snaked down to her waist.<\/p>\n
“Tonight, I’m going to use these melons as my personal stress balls while I pound you from behind. And when I’m ready to burst…”<\/p>\n
He suddenly grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his hungry gaze. “…I will paint that pretty face with my cum. After all these years of dreaming about it, you will finally get your reward.”<\/p>\n
Njideka\u2019s heart hammered like an agbero beating on a danfo bus\u2014wild, unrestrained, threatening to burst through her chest. Her head spun, drunk on lust, her body trembling. All she could manage was a breathless, “Yes\u2026 Oh God, yes.”<\/p>\n
Kunle\u2019s smirk was pure wickedness as he leaned in, his voice a rough growl against her ear. “Yes to what, eh? Yes to a thick, heavy dick stretching you open? Yes to being pounded so deep, you\u2019ll forget your husband\u2019s name?”<\/p>\n
Kunle guided her trembling hand to his lap, pressing it against the growing heat beneath his trousers. The moment he released her wrist, her fingers became explorers, eagerly mapping the formidable terrain of his arousal through the thin fabric.<\/p>\n
Her delicate fingers traced the iron-hard length straining against his zipper, circling the swollen crown that tented the material. A sinful gasp escaped her lips as she discovered the sheer magnitude of him – this wasn’t just a man, but a proper stallion in his prime<\/p>\n
When her fingertips brushed the pronounced ridge beneath the fabric, a full-body shiver wracked her frame. Holy Mother Mary!<\/p>\n
This wasn’t just any ridge – this was a proper BBC ridge, the kind that could make a woman see visions when it stretched her open. Her mind flooded with images of that thick, rope-like crown splitting her apart, forging new territory in her neglected passage.<\/p>\n
“So tell me, Njideka,” his voice dripped like hot honey, fingers inching higher beneath her dress, “Do you think that’ll take care of what you need? Is that what you came here for tonight?”<\/p>\n
Her hips were jerking slightly as his fingertips teased the soaked lace at her inner thighs. “Oh God\u2026 yes,” she hissed, her own fingers gripping his thigh, nails digging in as if she could pull the answer straight from his flesh.<\/p>\n
His chuckle was dark, knowing.\u00a0 His fingers slipped under the edge of her panties, brushing slick heat, and Njideka nearly arched off the seat.<\/p>\n
Njideka\u2019s body was on fire\u2014every nerve lit up. His skilled fingers teased slow, sinful circles high up her thigh, inching dangerously close to where she ached most. The way he played her skin, soft yet deliberate, made her pulse race.<\/p>\n
Then his question hit her like a bolt of lust.<\/p>\n
“Tell me\u2026 what really turns you on?” His voice was rough velvet, curling around her like smoke. “No lies. I want to hear your dirtiest truth.”<\/p>\n
What was the point in pretending? Not when his touch was melting her resolve, not when his knowing gaze saw straight through her.<\/p>\n
“I\u2026 I love to suck,” she confessed, the words spilling out in a heated rush.<\/p>\n
A slow, wicked grin spread across his face. “Mmm\u2026 good girl. But I know you\u2019re not stopping there.” His fingers crept higher, brushing the edge of her soaked panties. “You swallow, don\u2019t you? Take every last drop like a bad girl?”<\/p>\n
She bit her lip, nodding shamelessly. “Yes\u2026 every drop.”<\/p>\n
“Darling, forget about dinner,” Kunle growled, his voice thick with lust as he pulled Njideka closer. “I cum often. Tonight, you’ll be feasting on something much sweeter. By the time I’m done with you, that pretty mouth of yours will be overflowing like a broken tap.”<\/p>\n
Njideka shuddered, her thighs slick with need. The way he talked\u2014crude, unapologetic\u2014sent electric shocks straight to her core. She could already feel her body clenching around nothing, desperate for him.<\/p>\n
“O-oh God…” she whimpered, her voice trembling. “When you say… often… how many…?” She couldn\u2019t even finish, her mind spinning with filthy possibilities.<\/p>\n
Kunle smirked, his fingers tracing her jaw before sliding down to grip her throat\u2014not tight, just enough to make her pulse race. “Let\u2019s just say, my cock doesn\u2019t believe in resting. Once you start sucking, he won\u2019t soften until sunrise. And trust me, I pump out enough to drown a woman three times your size.”<\/p>\n
Njideka moaned, her nipples stiffening under her dress. “Fuck…!”<\/p>\n
The monstrous thickness in her grip pulsed like a live thing, veins throbbing against her trembling fingers.<\/p>\n
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice dripping with wicked amusement. “It’ll be fun to watch you swallow it all though..”<\/p>\n
Heat flooded her face\u2014shame and desire twisting together as her nipples pebbled beneath her dress.<\/p>\n
“You do like to fuck though, right??” His thumb brushed her bottom lip, pressing down just enough to make her whimper.<\/p>\n
She nodded, lips parting helplessly.<\/p>\n
“Good. Now tell me,” he purred, “What’s the biggest cock you’ve had inside you”<\/p>\n
Njideka\u2019s eyes widened.<\/p>\n
“Ah-ah, do not be shy now,” he teased, giving his length a slow stroke right in front of her. “You are in Lagos to hunt for proper big dick, so I know size matters to you. You’ve had small cocks all your life, so whatever’s been the biggest would stand out in your mind”<\/p>\n
Her mind flashed to the doctor \u2014his rough hands, the way he\u2019d stretched her so good\u2014before she stammered, “A-about seven inches…”<\/p>\n
Kunle threw his head back and laughed, deep and rich. “Seven inches? Baby, you have never lived.” He leaned in, hot breath against her ear. “Tonight, I’m going to make you forget that man’s name forever.”<\/p>\n
Njideka sat frozen in lust-drunk silence, her fingers tingling with the phantom memory of that thick, veined monster straining against Kunle’s trousers. Her inner walls clenched around nothing, already weeping at the fantasy of being split wide open by his magnificent cock.<\/p>\n
“I know that look,” Kunle murmured, his voice dripping with wicked amusement. “I bet just thinking about having a big black cock drive deep into you is making your pussy fill up with nice warm honey, isn’t it?” His large palm stilled on her thigh, the sudden absence of friction making her whimper.<\/p>\n
She glanced up, meeting his dark, commanding gaze. “Don\u2019t stop now\u2014”<\/p>\n
“Shhh,” he cut her off, squeezing her flesh possessively. “Go ahead, you know what I want..”<\/p>\n
That voice\u2014deep, authoritative, laced with the promise of filthy pleasure\u2014sent a violent shudder through her. Without hesitation, Njideka let her thighs fall open, her tight dress riding up to expose the damp evidence of her desperation.<\/p>\n
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