A good while had passed after Okuchi was first fucked silly by Baba Basira. For some reason, things hadn’t gone as planned for the next fuck that Okuchi had purposed to be the very next day after their first sex session. Things had dragged and lingered until Mama Basira had returned from her travel.
And now Okuchi had started giving the projects in her head over of having Baba Basira a second time, and many more times after that, of course, until one day, she’d gone to fetch water in the morning as usual. After fetching her basin full to the brim, she gave her big breasts a quick look as she bent over to lift the filled basin from the ground unto her head, letting some water spill over her spaghetti top in the process. When she reached the compound with the basin on her head, Baba Basira was outside with his chewing stick in his mouth, reading a sports magazine. Okuchi only had to wink at him to make him stand up to come help her carry the basin down from her head.
“I go tell my wife say I get small malaria, I no go fit go work today,” Baba Basira whispered quietly as he helped Okuchi get the basin down.
A hint of a smile appeared on her face as she struggled to quieten the flutters in her belly at the sound of that. As she went about other house chores, she kept smiling and chuckling to herself until Mrs. Osayemi noticed and asked her what cause she had to so happy that time of the morning as though she’d had a really good dream. Okuchi was quick to lie about some funny conversation she’d heard where she went to fetch water.
She bathed the kids for school, got them ready and gave them corn flakes for breakfast. She couldn’t wait to see them all disappear from the house at once.
Soon as breakfast was had and done, everyone dispersed in short time; Mrs. Osayemi going to drop off her kids in school before going on to work and her husband leaving for work shortly after too. The neighbours of the other flats were leaving for their various workplaces too and the compound was beginning to look just how she wanted it: deserted. She did some laundry and tidied up the house, had her bath, spruced up pretty, and went to sit outside in the verandah.
Barely half an hour had passed spent in daydreaming all the things she meant to do to Baba Basira and all the things he would do to her when he peered out of his flat and signalled to her to come in quickly so she may not be perceived by anyone still abouts. She looked around for clear passage, and seeing no hindrance, stole quietly to Baba Basira’s apartment.
When she got into his living room, she looked around to see how decently furnished it was, which impressed her a lot. The apartment was almost as prettily rendered out as her bosses’, she thought. She sat down on a single chair of the set and she could feel instantly a brief uneasiness sitting in the air. She stood up from where she was seated after some moments and went to sit on the arm of the chair Baba Basira was sitting on.
“Okuchi, Òlòrun! You be very fine girl. You just get everything complete, i swear,” he said gushing over her as she beamed back, a little blushing in the cheeks. Then she claimed his mouth with a kiss, deepening it as she reached her hand down for his swelling cock. Baba Basira was getting really aroused now as Okuchi kissed him erotically still and squeezed his cock through his trousers.
She broke away from the kiss and unbuckled his trousers, unzipped them and pulled out his shaft. She went down on her knees before him and started stroking his fat junk
up and down. Okuchi appeared at this point rather impatient to show Baba Basira what magic she could perform with her mouth. She swallowed half his cock with her wet mouth, enjoying the deep groans that rolled forth from his chest now as she twirled the head of his dick with her tongue teasingly. She looked up at him as asked naughtily, “Mama Basira dey give am to you like this?” The helpless man shook his head as she went back to
taking him further into the back of her throat.
Okuchi bobbed up and down the length of his bulky junk, her mouth-juice dripping down his length now as he shut his eyes tight, relishing the feel of her warm mouth while she licked the crown of his cock so lovingly. He could tell she enjoyed sucking him as much as he enjoyed being sucked by her. When Okuchi seemed to have tired her mouth sicking on so big a cock, she applied
her hands again and began stroking him hard and fast.
Baba Basira grunted as she gave him this handjob so expertly and threw his head back. She stood up and hiked up her to her curvy hips; she came prepared, wearing no panties underneath, then straddled him on the chair there. She let out a little gasp as the tip of his cock touched her entrance and lowered herself very gently down on him lest she hurt herself on his humongous size. She began moving up and down slowly to break her pussy in with his cock before increasing the pace little by little. He unbuttoned the buttons of her tight blouse, freeing out the overabundance that was her boobs.
He grabbed one with his one hand and took the other in his mouth as Okuchi moaned aloud, caring little or nothing that anyone heard her sounds, while he went on sucking hungrily on her nipples.
She began riding faster, whipping her hair back. Her fuckhole was terribly wet so much so that she could hear the slurping sounds her pussy made as she rode up and down his huge cock. She grabbed Baba Basira’s head and sandwiched it between her balloon-sized boobs, trying to suffocate him at the same time that she rode him like a delirious whore. He reached his hands around to grab
her fat ass cheeks and held her, meeting her riding with upward strokes, the bottom of her ass cheeks slapping against his pelvis as he thrust her ferociously from beneath.
She made louder cries, shrieking with abandon now as the big man fucked the living sanity out of her. He picked up the pace yet until Okuchi gushed juices all over his cock, biting her lips as she did. He grabbed her ass cheeks more firmly now and thrust up into her belly more urgently as he felt the waters in his loins gather up to the expected storm. He lifted her from his dick, shooting up his seed against her love-folds and on himself.
She disembarked from him still needing more of his dick and almost puckered in tears as he got up and went inside to clean himself up, then came out with his trousers zipped up, decisively drawing a curtain on their session for that day.
Okuchi got up and left without saying a word, and made back for her apartment.
“Okuchi! Okuchi!” a deep masculine voice stopped her in her tracks just as she got to the front of their flat. She turned to see Daniel, a young bachelor that that had just moved into an apartment in the large compound not 3 or 4 months ago.
“When will you give it to me too na? I am a beast o,” he said with a nasty annoying smirk across his face.

 

 

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