He thrust up meet me, deep, each slam make me scream: “Deeper! You are killing me!” Na then I cum. My whole body shake violently, my pussy clench him penis tight. My juice flood, soak Kola lap, drip to the seat.
Kola no even wait make I recover finish, Immediately He push me forward small, I bend over the dashboard, my ass up high, head almost touch windshield.
He begin drive enter me hard from under. Him two hands hold my waist tight dey shove me up and down him penis till I begin cry like say na flog he dey beat me. The car rock with force, windows fog, outside blur.
Each thrust deep, balls slap MY clit, wet plok-plok-plok sounds loud full the whole motor.
I push back meet Kola, her nyash smack him groin, my moan turn shout:
“Fuck me! Harder! No stop!” I arch my back more, slam hot. My sweat pour down our body, the whole motor just dey smell fuck.
My perfume, Kola sweat, my wet pussy. Kola grip my waist tighter, fingers digging deep into my soft flesh as him thrust up to meet me, matching my pace. I feel my explosion build again and just few harder thrust, and I cum again but Kola no stop, in fact he continue dey slam harder from beneath.
Me sef I begin ride am hard, humping up and down with pure vengeance and need. My big breasts bounce, ass clapping against him thighs. Kola grip my waist tight, him fingers dig deep into my soft flesh, as him try to steady me as I dey grind and bounce hard on him dick with speed.
The car dey rock steady under us, dey shake with each bounce, suspension creak like e dey complain. I know say anybody wey see the car movement from outside go know say we dey fuck inside.
The risk make the whole fuck sweet pass, we know say anytime person fit waka pass, anytime person fit notice the bouncing car. My wet pussy dey make sloppy sounds with every rise and fall, juice dey coat him balls.
I dey moan low but wild, biting my lips to not scream too loud while I fuck am like say I wan break him dick.
Kola eyes dey roll, him breathing rugged: “Shit… you dey crazy…”
But I no send. I just dey ride faster, grinding my clit on him every time I drop down, chasing that sweet release again wey go make me forget everything for small moment.
I ride Kola with pure rage and hunger, bouncing up and down on him thick dick like say I wan punish both of us. Every time I drop down hard, him swollen head dey slam deep against my cervix, sending sharp, sweet shock waves through my whole body.
My big bress dey bounce wild, nipples hard like stones.
Then I slow down, begin dey grind my clit on him pubic bone every down stroke, my juice dey soak him balls, dey drip on the car seat. Then suddenly I pick up pace again begin bounce hard again, sloppy wet sounds fill the car.
My toto dey clench around him, squeezing him dick like say I no wan ever release am. I dey cum again, hard. My legs shake, I throw my head back, biting my lips to not scream as my juice squirt small small around him thick shaft.
But I no stop. I continue riding am like demon, faster, deeper, chasing another one. Kola breathing dey turn ragged, him hips bucking up wild.
“Shit, I wan cum…” him warn.
“Cum inside me,” I hiss, grinding harder. “Fill me up.”
With one deep groan, Kola thrust up powerful one last time and explode. Hot thick ropes of sperm shoot deep inside my toto, flooding me.
Him body shake under me as him empty everything. I stay on top am, grinding slow, milking every drop while my own orgasm ripple through me again.
We collapse panting, my body still ontop him, both of us dey breathe like person wey run race. I laugh weak, Kola preek still inside me twitch small. The car hot like oven dey smell sex and sweat. Small time I climb off am, my legs still shaking.
Quick quick I wear my cloth, wipe myself small with tissue wey dey inside the car. Kola still dey try catch him breath, dick still semi-hard and shining with our juice.
After we finish, I tell Kola say I dey find work. Him face soft: “No problem babe. I go discuss with some of my friends. You go get work sharp sharp.”
As him dey drive off, I reach my room. My phone beep, alert. Kola don wire me better 6-digit money. “Take am hold body,” the message read. I just smile small. At least something good dey come out from this mess.
I tell myself say as much as Kola dey find work for me, me sef I go take style find work too. I don mourn reach. Time to pick my pieces together and start life again.
No more crying. No more waiting for Deji no miracle fit bring us together again or Oga Greg, e sure me say person fit don already replace me for work.
The following day, as I dey arrange how I go waka check some big restaurants for town see if I fit land kitchen staff job, my phone ring. I pick am.The voice I hear nearly blow my heart, Felicia!
She sound very casual, ask me how I dey like nothing happen. I surprise die. Since that fight, I no hear from her. I bin think say she and Madam don fuck forget me or Tiwa don win her heart finish. Felicia explain say make I no vex, say she never reach out because Madam Glory just open new branch on the other side of town, say everybody dey very busy.
She say she want make I come cook for somebody for her house. Immediately my mind ring alarm. She dey lie, she wan fuck me again, she just dey use cook dey hide her intention. But deep down my body remember her touch.
I miss am small but omo na better work and money I dey find, and even if I wan fuck na better preek I wan fuck, no be woman fuck. I tell her say I dey busy, say I get appointment.
Felicia pause, then say no be wetin I think, say she no even dey around, say na her friend dey house wey she want make I cook for and say the person go pay me well well.
I tell her say I no fit come her house because na for my former workplace. Felicia laugh say no be that place, say na for her main house wey dey inside town, she say the staff lodge na just side house.
I shaa accept. We discuss the details. After the call, Felicia send address on WhatsApp — one better estate wey no too far from my former work. For my mind I dey think: What if na set up?
What if she and Tiwa dey roll well now and she wan arrange me make Tiwa revenge the beating wey I give her. I quickly call Kola tell am everything. Kola say make I no worry say make I go say the thing fit be legit job.
But say If i reach there, make I share my location. And make I dey on alert. Call am if i notice anything strange.
Later that day Felicia send money, even far more than I charge. I just dey look the alert: Hiaaan, which kind jackpot be this? I rush go market, buy all the items. Plenty change remain. This one na my first gain.
As I reach the estate gate, I tell the security the house address. The man say “Miss Felicia.” My head ring. So true true Felicia dey live for this big man estate?
The house na fine decent bungalow. Gateman open gate, lead me inside I say shuuu, she even get personal gate man. I sight one sharp car dey for the garage, but I no see Felicia own car.
As I enter the posh, sophisticated living room with polished tiles and fine furniture, my eyes jam the person wey sit down on the couch, tying wrapper, dey press phone. Madam Glory! The owner of the restaurant!
My heart do gbim! Cold fear and shock wash over me. Wetin this woman dey do here? Na set up?
If you see as I nearly kneel down flat, legs shaking like leaf, I greet her with voice wey almost crack. Madam Glory just smile that dangerous, knowing smile, shift small for the big couch, then she tap the space beside her:
“Come sit down here, my dear.”
I sit, body vibrating like say current dey pass through me. For my mind I dey shout: Kai! Which kind wahala I come put myself inside again? Madam Glory skin dey shine like glass, smooth and tempting.
I dey even tempted to ask her which kind cream she dey use. Everything begin connect sharp sharp, so na Madam Glory rent or buy this fine house for Felicia. Na her sharp car dey outside. Na she I come cook for.
Chai Felicia for just tell me who I dey come cook for na. but on a second thought I doubt if I for agree come if to say Felicia tell me say na Madam Glory I dey come cook for.
Madam Glory instruct the security man say make he collect the shopping bags from me go kitchen. I give the man the bags, my eyes trail am as he carry am enter one corner of the living room. Small time he pass again, go outside back to him post. The parlor door close. Silence.
Only the heavy beating of my heart. She tell me say she don hear everything wey happen for office — the fight, the drama, how I beat my colleagues. She laugh small.
She say where me and her for get wahala na if to say our fight spoil something or the thing affect her business, say she no go even care who start am or who cause am say na all of us she for lock for station first.
Then she smile that her wicked smile again come say “That one na una wahala. My own be say I don miss your sweet soup.”
The way she talk “soup” e get double meaning wey make my stomach tighten. I remember that day I see her and Felicia… the thought make cold fear run through my body. This woman na the same thing with Felicia.
She ask about Deji, her brother, if me and am still dey together. I tell her say we don break up. She just giggle say “Naso life be.”
I quickly tell her say I wan go begin cook so that I go fit finish on time. She laugh deep, rich laugh, pull my hand sharp, drag me closer: “Come cook me first.” Her voice rough and hard.
I do like say I no hear, until she shift closer, pull my head rest am on her big, soft breasts wey dey rise and fall fast. She begin stroke my shoulder, my back, her fingers dey send fire through my skin. My eyes blink fast.
My mate dey go do ashawo for man, me I wan fuck woman? But my body don already betray me. Then her voice drop low, seductive: “Felicia don tell me about you. Just make me feel good… you no go ever regret am.”
Written by DND
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