As I came down from my third orgasm high, I knew that he was hooked. I also knew that even if my mother showed up now, I wouldn\u2019t be moved \u2013 I was thoroughly fucked. But when I opened my eyes, I saw Baba Londoner standing by the outer wall, watching us. It took Mr Stephen a few more seconds to notice him, but when he did, he quickly pulled out of me and began to stumble.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry sir, I\u2019m\u2026 very sorry sir\u2026,\u201d Mr Steven stammered while struggling to pull up his boxers and trouser up.<\/p>\n
Baba Londer just chuckled and said, \u201cMr Teacher, so you like fuck like this?\u201d Embarassed, Mr Steven focused on buckling his belt. I also took the time to finally pull out my skirt from the side of my g-string. My top which hung uselessly around my neck also needed attention. Because of the extensive pulling, the neckline no longer kept my boobs in place. My pointy nipples threatened to poke through the fabric of the top.<\/p>\n
There was no way I could go home this afternoon like that, neither could I go into the coaching centre. I looked like a Jezebel sent to trap men. As I began to rack my brain on what to do, Baba Londoner fixed his eyes on my nipples and said to Mr Steven.<\/p>\n
\u201cTeacher, you no answer me? Abi make I tell people say you dey fuck your student?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr Steven looked panicked \u201cAh! No sir. Please. She caught me unawares. I won\u2019t disturb her again, I won\u2019t tell anyone, please.\u201d He looked so pathetic begging that I almost didn\u2019t believe he was the same man that just fucked me silly. But the tingling in my pussy reminded me he was certainly the one.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou better don\u2019t tell anyone teacher; you know me o!\u201d Baba Londoner threatened. Relieved and fully dressed again, Mr Stevens began to mutter \u201cGod bless you sir, may your\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
He was in the middle of his sentence when the gate banged open. Thinking it was one of his students, Mr Steven ran out to cut the person off from seeing our compromising situation.<\/p>\n
However, it was not. I froze when I heard my mother\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cHa, Teacher Steven, good afternoon. I\u2019m looking for Apunanwu, my daughter. She forgot her bag, and I am going to church. The good women have meeting for the women\u2019s harvest,\u201d she said. My mother was a simple but strict woman. Her strictness bordered on wickedness sometimes. The last time she caught me with Chibuike, she beat me black and blue. Her only outings were work in the mornings and church in the evening, so when she was home, I could go nowhere.<\/p>\n
But that didn\u2019t mean she was not as nasty as I am. I knew because I had seen racy pictures of her when she was my age. The sounds that also came out of her room whenever my stepfather was home always led me to retrieve a Coke bottle from the kitchen to fuck myself to sleep. But all of that would mean nothing if she caught me like this. As if recovering, Mr Steven quickly answered, \u201cYes, Apuna, my student. She is inside working hard.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is she working hard on if she left her bag at home?\u201d my mother queried.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s my best student o. She is helping me grade some of the students\u2019 tests, that is what she is doing,\u201d Mr Stevens responded quickly. \u201cReally? Okay o. Help me give her the bag,\u201d I saw my mother\u2019s hand stretch the cloth tote bag I used as a school bag to him.<\/p>\n
Mr Steven grabbed it like a lifeline and turned away from her.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me get back to my students ma,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay o, bye bye,\u201d she said as her voice retreated and she headed out of the compound.<\/p>\n
Wordlessly, he walked up to me and handed me the bag. Baba Londoner, who was silent throughout the exchange also handed me a key. \u201cGo inside, so you can freshen up. You know you won\u2019t be able to use the coaching centre toilet when students start coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
Like a bubblehead, Mr Steven nodded in agreement as I quickly bounced up the stairs to Baba Londoner\u2019s apartment. I don\u2019t know what transpired between them, because I went straight into the first restroom I could find and began to clean cum from my pussy. I had no plans to get pregnant, and even though I knew I had preventive measures in place, I still wanted to get out as much as I could.<\/p>\n
My g-string was a wet mess so I took it off and kept it with all the money I had made inside my bag. Five minutes later when I emerged from the bathroom, I met a fully turgid Baba Londoner sitting stark naked on his couch He was massaging his fat dick that looked too good to be true. Like someone in a trance, I dropped my bag on the floor, and walked toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is my turn now. Bring that your fat pussy here,\u201d he commanded. When I got to him, he grabbed one nipple and used it to pull me into his lap. It should have been painful, but the nipple was still hard and sensitive, so it was just the right kind of pleasurable. I couldn\u2019t believe it, but my pussy was getting wet again. I had never had four orgasms in one day, let alone in a row, but it seems this was my new reality, and I loved it. I straddled Baba Londoner\u2019s dick and positioned it between my legs, right at my entrance. Not one to be distracted from his purpose, he raised my now useless blouse above my boobs and grabbed the other nipple lightly with his teeth.<\/p>\n
\u201cOww!\u201d I screamed, but the sound was snuffed out because he drove that monster dick straight into my used pussy.<\/p>\n
The sounds coming from my throat were not human as Baba Londoner recreated that bouncing waist movement that gave me my first orgasm of the day. I felt so full as his horse dick entered places I didn\u2019t know existed in my pussy. As he fucked, he bit, sucked and squeezed my nipples. He was like an octopus because his mouth and hands were all over my boobs.<\/p>\n
At a point he held both of my nipples and said \u201cBounce Puna, bounce.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was so eager to please that I began to ride that dick like a motherfucker. I threw my head back like a polo player and rode for all I was worth. After about five minutes of straight riding, I leaned into him and he took my nipple back into his mouth. In this position, I had the advantage to bounce just my arse harder on his dick. In less than 30 seconds, he was cumming. It\u2019s not like he told me he was coming; his teeth on my hardened nipples told me all I needed to know, coupled with the loud slaps he gave my bubbling arse.<\/p>\n
I was yet to come, though, probably because I had cum four times already. I rode out Baba Londoner\u2019s orgasm as he grunted and groaned under me. When he stopped shooting inside me and released my nipple with a \u2018pop\u2019 sound, I chuckled, thinking I had bested him. I was in for a shocker. With inhuman strength, he lifted my body off him, stood and placed my back on the armrest of the couch. It was big enough to hold me, and that was when my woes began. Baba Londoner\u2019s dick was far from spent; instead, it seemed even longer and angrier than I remembered. Before I could voice my thoughts, he placed his hands on my belly, pressed down and thrust the angry dick back in my pussy.<\/p>\n
I was at the perfect height for his convenience, and he took full advantage of it. He began to thrust into me with a fury that made me regret laughing earlier. He was like a jackhammer, and I was sure the whole building could hear the sounds we made.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa!\u201d<\/p>\n
The sound continued. My pussy was under assault. I was feeling both pain and pleasure, but more pleasure as Baba Londoner fired me continuously. After five minutes of straight fucking, he spread my legs wider, placed one of his legs on the couch and dug into me deeper.<\/p>\n
\u201cBaba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba!\u201d<\/p>\n
I simply didn\u2019t have the presence of mind to complete his name. To be fair, Baba Londoner was also not immune to my pussy\u2019s sweetness. I could hear him muttering under his breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cSweet Puna, sweet pussy! Ah! Sugar! Fuck! Apuna! Apuna sugar! This pussy sweet!\u201d Everything he was doing had built up in my pussy and after 10 minutes, I erupted like a fountain.<\/p>\n
\u201cBabaaaaaaaaaa!\u201d I screamed as my eyes became unfocused.<\/p>\n
He pulled out of me in shock as I squirted in short bursts all over him. Before I could recover, he mounted me again and pounded me into another orgasm. I was fucked. Just as I was cumming, Baba Londoner became frantic.<\/p>\n
\u201cApuna! Puna! Ah, this pussy! I\u2019m cumming! Take it, take it in your sugar pussy!\u201d He said as he showered his come in my swollen pussy. When he was done dumping his cum, he staggered off me to the nearest chair and crashed into it. It took me a couple of minutes to stand up, and even then, it was on wobbly knees.<\/p>\n
We spent the next 10 minutes recovering, but I didn\u2019t leave his apartment until nightfall when I clutched my bag against my chest to cover my destroyed blue top and staggered home. You can guess what happened in all that time. No, I never went to the coaching centre that day, so also did Baba Londoner not return to his cane chair. You see, after my recovery, I tried to go into the bathroom to clean up, but Baba Londoner was fully recovered and he fucked me again doggy style, using my boobs as a holder just like Mr Steven had done.<\/p>\n
Baba Londoner\u2019s recovery time was epic and we fucked every way I could imagine for hours. When I left his apartment after dark, I could barely walk. I ran into Mr Steven, who was locking the doors to the coaching centre. We didn\u2019t say a word to each other, I just went my way and he went on his. But little did I know that it was the start of my journey to failing GCE.<\/p>\n
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