From the moment I stepped into that dusty garage, my eyes locked onto her like a predator spotting prey; I couldn’t look away.
While we waited for the bus to fill up, I stole hungry glances at her from the corner of my eyes, the way every man does when he’s devouring a woman he desperately wants to ruin.
She was dangerously beautiful. Fair-skinned with lips so thick and glossy from deep red lipstick, they looked like they were made for sucking and screaming.
Her body was pure sin, wide, dangerous hips that flared out into the kind of massive, perfectly round ass that could make a man sin from mere looking. The tight jeans she wore were fighting for their lives, stretched thin across those fat, juicy cheeks.
Every time she shifted, I could see the heavy bounce and jiggle she carried.
When she finally walked over to a fruit seller, my breath caught. Her hips swayed with reckless power, her enormous ass shaking and clapping with every step like it had a mind of its own.
I stood there grinning like a fool, already imagining how that fat ass would ripple and bounce if I were slamming into her from behind.
And her breasts… fuck. They were massive, full, and heavy. The kind my colleagues and I back at my school lodge would call “Full moon.” Her deep V-neck top gave me a generous view of her soft, yellow cleavage that rose and fell with every breath.
I lost count of how many times I watched them heave. She had turned me into a complete idiot, and I didn’t even care.
Then our eyes met. She was staring right back at me. Bold and unashamed that she was actually staring at a man. I knew I stood out, the youngest, best-dressed, and easily the most attractive man in that entire garage full of old men. I could see the curiosity burning in her gaze. She was probably wondering what a guy like me was going to do in her village.
I was wondering the same thing about her, too. God, let her go my way, I prayed silently. If I were spending a whole week in that village, I would hunt this woman down and fuck her senseless.
In my head, I was already bending her over, gripping those wide hips, and pounding that fat, juicy ass until she couldn’t walk straight.
When we started getting on the bus, I tried to get the seat next to hers, but an old woman beat me to it. I cursed the woman bitterly in my mind. I had to sit beside one other lady; I had seen her earlier; I didn’t even bother to look at her; I barely even answered her greeting when she greeted me.
She was nothing like the first one facially; this one was short, dark-skinned, and thick all over. I had first noticed her when she came to the garage that morning with a big Ghana-must-go bag almost taller than her. But damn… she had an ass that could rival the other woman’s. Maybe even wider. But the other lady was my business.
Finally, the journey began, smooth and steady. After about four long, torturous hours, the bus pulled over for a bathroom break along the road. I didn’t need to piss. I just needed to stretch my legs… and that’s when I saw her.
The fair lady with thick behind. She had slipped behind a corner of the bush path and was pulling her tight jeans down. My heart slammed against my ribs. There it was, her bare, fat, yellow ass in all its glory.
It was even bigger than I imagined. Thick. Round. So heavy it jiggled with the slightest movement. The jeans had been struggling to contain it all.
Before I could force myself to look away, she turned slightly and caught me staring at her… Instead of acting like every other person who had been caught exposed, she adjusted and bent over. My mouth went dry.
I caught a clear, filthy glimpse of her thick, plump pussy lips hanging between her soft inner thighs, swollen, smooth, and already glistening. She knew I was watching. Instead of covering up, she spread her legs a little wider, giving me an even better view.
Then she turned again and looked straight at me. Our eyes locked. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants. She didn’t look shocked. She didn’t look embarrassed. She smiled, a slow, wicked, knowing smile that said: I know you’re watching… and I like it.
I quickly looked away and walked off, heart racing, but it was too late. She had caught me twice.
When she climbed back into the bus a few minutes later, our eyes met again. She bit her lower lip. I swallowed hard, too stunned to react. She chuckled softly, a low, teasing sound that went straight to my dick.
As the bus continued its journey, I finally noticed the girl seated beside me in the bus, or rather, something drew my attention to her. Her short skirt had ridden up dangerously high, exposing thick, juicy thighs that looked soft enough to sink my fingers into.
She did not attempt to pull it down. Instead, she parted her legs a little wider when the bus hit one rough patch.
The next violent jolt of the bus made her skirt ride up even higher. Her thick thighs spread open, and this time I could clearly see the edge of her red panties, dark, damp, and barely covering her fat mound.
My cock surged hard in my pants, giving a violent, obvious throb. She noticed. Her eyes dropped straight to the bulge in my trousers. A mischievous smile spread across her lips as she slowly turned to look out the window, but not before whispering under her breath: “Careful… you might poke somebody with that thing.”
I clenched my jaw, shame and raw lust burning through me. The old man on my other side had no idea what was happening. This village hadn’t even come into view yet, and I was already surrounded by temptation.
Two women. One who had deliberately flashed her wet pussy at me and smiled about it. Another who was sitting right beside me, spreading her thick thighs and daring me to look. My mind was spinning with filthy thoughts. I didn’t know which one I wanted to destroy first.
The last girl who had taunted me like this was Kofo, the thick, local fufu seller back in school. She had an absolutely massive, juicy ass that made every guy around my lodge lose their minds.
Heads turned whenever she walked past, her enormous cheeks jiggling and clapping with every step.
But nobody dared approach Kofo. She was the dirty village girl who barely bathed, always smelling of sweat and firewood, yet that didn’t stop her fat ass from drawing attention as she wiggled it shamelessly around the student lodge, selling her fufu.
Whenever she came to my lodge, I would tease her relentlessly about that huge behind. She would fire back with a mischievous grin, asking if I was man enough to handle it. The other guys would laugh at our back-and-forth tease, but the tension kept building.
One evening, Kofo took it too far. “You go faint on top of this my yansh,” she said boldly, eyes gleaming with challenge. “I swear, you no go last one minute if I give you this ass.”
The boys around us erupted in laughter, egging me on. “Oya! Take the challenge! Fuck am make we see!”
I almost fell for their taunts that day, and Kofo was ready to give me her body if I had accepted her challenge. But I refused, not because I was scared, I knew I could handle her. Many girls had screamed and confessed how big my dick was and how long I could last.
But I had too much swag, too much reputation to lose. Fucking the dirty fufu seller? The news would spread like wildfire across campus. I wasn’t falling into that trap.
The next day, it was raining heavily. Kofo knocked on my door. I opened it wearing only boxers, my chest bare. She was completely soaked.
Her thin blouse clung to her body like a second skin, her dark, pointed nipples hard and straining visibly against the wet fabric. No bra. Just full, heavy breasts and those stiff nipples begging for attention.
“Why you dey sell fufu under this kind rain?” I asked, eyes devouring her.
“Remaining very small. I wan finish am,” she replied, water dripping down her face.
As she turned to leave, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her massive ass. The drenched skirt hugged every inch, outlining the full, round, reckless curves of her enormous buttocks. They shook wildly with each step.
Something snapped inside me. The rain was heavy, the compound was empty, and my cock was already rock hard. “Kofo!” I called out. She turned back. The moment our eyes met, she smiled as if she knew what was going on in my mind.
A slow, dirty smile played on her face like she had seen the raw hunger in my eyes.
When she got close, I didn’t waste time. “You wan enter?” I asked, voice low.
She smirked. “You ready to fuck me now, or you still dey do like mummy’s boy?”
That was all it took. I grabbed her arm and yanked her inside. I don’t even remember how the cooler of fufu left her head. The next second, she was on my bed, frantically pulling off her wet skirt like it was burning her skin.
I stood at the edge, watching as she kicked the skirt off her legs. The moment her skirt was gone, I ripped off her soaked panties. My boxers went next, my thick, hard cock sprang out, heavy and throbbing. Her eyes widened. “Jesus… you big o!” she whispered, voice hoarse with lust.
She reached out with both hands, stroking my length slowly, admiring it. Before I could say anything, she leaned forward and took me into her hot, wet mouth.
“Fuuuuck…” I groaned deeply as her lips wrapped around me. Her mouth was burning hot. I grabbed the back of her head, pushing more of my cock down her throat.
She gagged and made wet, croaking sounds, but she didn’t pull back. One hand gripped my thigh while the other stroked what she couldn’t swallow. She started slow, then gradually increased her pace, sucking me faster, sloppier, deeper.
I fucked her mouth hard, hips thrusting, my hand tangled in her wet, dirty braids. The rain pounded against the roof as I used her throat, choking her with my dick until saliva dripped down her chin.
My balls tightened. My toes curled. “I’m cumming—” I growled. She sucked even faster, nails digging into my thighs, refusing to let me pull out. With a deep, violent groan, I exploded in her mouth, thick, heavy spurts shooting down her throat. She swallowed every drop, then opened her mouth to show me it was empty, looking up at me with pure filth in her eyes.
“Fuck!” I breathed. Before I could recover, she grabbed my still half-hard cock and sucked it back into her mouth, nursing it gently until I grew rock hard again between her lips.
As soon as I was fully erect, Kofo pulled away and turned around. She arched her back deeply, head down on the pillow, massive ass up high in the air.
Her ass was a masterpiece, huge, round, covered in stretch marks, heavy and trembling. I slid my hand underneath her and found her clit. She was dripping wet, her pussy lips swollen and slippery.
I positioned my cock at her entrance and slammed into her with one brutal thrust.
“Ahhhhh!” she cried out as my thick dick tore through her tight, soaked pussy, stretching her wide open. I grabbed her fat ass cheeks hard and started fucking her with deep, measured strokes at first, letting her feel every inch. Each thrust made her moan louder, each pull made her whimper.
Her pussy creamed heavily around my cock.
Then I lost control. I started pounding her mercilessly, slamming into her with raw, savage speed. The sound of my hips slapping violently against her massive ass filled the room, barely drowned out by the heavy rain.
“Yes! Fuck me! You sweet die!” she moaned, voice shaking. “I no know say you dey this sweet… ahh! Harder!”
I fucked her like I had something to prove, brutal, deep, relentless, after all, I had something to prove. After some minutes, I pulled out and flipped her onto her back. I grabbed her legs, threw them over my shoulders, and folded her body beneath me.
Her thick thighs pressed against her chest as I drove my cock back into her soaked, gaping pussy. She yelled, and the angle was deadly.
I started pounding hard immediately, deeper, my heavy balls slapping against her ass with every violent thrust.
“Oh, my God! It’s too deep!” she screamed, her eyes rolling back. “I can’t take it! Please… ahhh!” But I didn’t stop. I fucked her even more brutally, grinding against her clit with every stroke.
She came hard — her body convulsing, pussy squeezing and gushing around my cock as she cried out.
I kept pounding. She came again, legs shaking violently, tears slipping from her eyes. “I can’t… I can’t anymore… please!” I leaned closer, still slamming into her, and growled against her ear: “Shebi you agree now? Say I be your master.”
Written by Tito
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