Amaka took another large gulp of wine as her phone sounded with a text notification, and she picked it up. She looked at it for a second and gasped “Oh my God!” she averted her eyes and then looked again.
“What is it?” I leaned in to look and nearly fainted.
It was a picture that Osawe had taken, it was a shot of Garba and Bisola in the midst of their romp. You could clearly make out Garba’s mammoth organ partially inside of her, a good 8 inches or so left exposed. Adjoined to his sex was a huge black pouch of testicles, looking to be nearly the size of a tennis ball.
Bisola’s head was titled back in pleasure, eyes closed and bitten lip, her hands were clawing into the bed sheets as her sex was penetrated from behind. I hadn’t noticed the other night, but she was still wearing her heels and nothing else.
I hated to admit it, but Garba was in damn great shape for someone in his early 50s, he probably had 7 inches on me, and 40 extra pounds of muscle mass. His muscles were rippling in the flash of the photograph. I looked below the picture and saw the accompanying message from Bisola,
“Look what you’re missing, girl! Delete this picture after you look at it!”. I can’t explain it, but it made my dick hard almost immediately.
I looked at Amaka, who was locked in the picture, and I noticed that she was biting her lip. She looked at me, and without saying a word, she reached for my crotch.
She smiled “Oh, so you are hard? Maybe this does excite you.”
Words were caught in my throat, and I couldn’t react. She continued to rub my throbbing erection as she looked at the image on the phone screen.
“My god, he really is huge. I’ve never seen that big a dick before” she began unbuckling my slacks with her free hand.
I stuttered a reply, “N-No… No way. Garba’s one of the lucky ones.”
She kissed me, and began jerking my now exposed dick “I don’t know. I think Bisola might be one of the lucky ones.” she whispered it.
I erupted, the orgasm was incredible, I couldn’t explain it – but her lewd comment sent me over the edge immediately, spewing all over her hand.
She smiled and started giggling, “Busted! This does excite you after all!”
I tried to recover “Uh… No, I just, um.. Really needed that.”
“Uh huh, you really needed that because you’re so horny from all this.” She kissed me and wiped her hand off my shirt. She picked up her phone and began texting Bisola. I panicked, looking at every word she entered.
‘That’s so hot! I can’t believe that’s his actual dick! He’s so big’
She tapped send and I felt a flash of terror, Amaka lifted her ass off the couch and began peeling down her joggers and panties, all at the same time. She looked at the image on the screen again and then at me with her sexy pout. “Babe… I’m so horny. Look how wet I am.” She playfully smacked at her swollen pussy lips, they made an erotic slapping sound.
My mind was mush, and everything was a blur, but I slid off the couch and dove face-first into her sex. She was sopping wet.
She immediately began moaning, rubbing her fingers through my hair as I ferociously lapped around her engorged clit with my tongue.
Suddenly, her phone sounded again, a moment of silence, and then more reaction from Amaka “Oh wow she’s really taking the whole thing… Jesus, look at that cock!”
I began to stand but she objected, whining and hiding the phone in her bosom “Nooo… Baby make me cum first, make me cum and I’ll show you.”
I looked at her, dropped to my knees, and before I dove back in, I said, “When did you become such a naughty girl?”
She moaned as my tongue once again electrified her sex “Ohhh! I don’t know… now. Now, after seeing Bisola with that big dick!”
I continued lapping, squeezing her plump ass from underneath as I did so. She erupted in orgasm – not something she often did from oral, “Ohh! Fuck! I’m cumming baby.”
She was convulsing mildly, but I didn’t let up. I ate her through to completion, and she came to a rest, relaxed on the sofa, breathing heavily. She was smiling at me as she handed me the phone.
There were two images this time, one of Bisola riding Garba cowgirl, he was completely inside of her, his large black hands pawing into her tiny ass as he thrust – like the first picture, her head was arched back in pleasure. The next picture was a close-up of Bisola kissing the side of Garba’s massive cock.
No description does it justice, but the towering tube of onyx was unarguably impressive, his two massive balls rested on the bed cushion below as Bisola appeared to make love to his organ with her mouth. I once again looked beneath the pictures and at the caption ‘It feels like heaven when he’s inside of me. Talk to Obinna babe, I know for a fact that Garba would love to fuck you!’
I shuddered and handed the phone back to Amaka, who had already put her panties back on. I walked around the back of the couch, and I noticed her type a reply. I watched. ‘I think Obinna’s excited by the idea *wink*.’ She tapped send. I nearly fainted as my head began to spin.
I saw her look up at me. She jokingly said, “Oh yeah, babe? Spying on my text message conversations?”
I was stammering to find the words “This isn’t exactly a normal, like, exchange Amaka. I don’t even know how to act right now.”
She stood up, walked around the couch and over to me, kissing me “Nothing has happened, Obinna. I love you, and this is just silly fun. Aren’t you excited by all this? I know I am.”
Despite my pride, despite my ego, I had to admit it was exciting “… I guess – a little.” Her phone buzzed again, she pulled it up so I could read it along with her.
‘That’s so hot!! Congrats!! What about you? Do you want to take a ride on Garba’s amazing cock? *smiley face*’
Reading that sentence caused my blood pressure to surge, and my dick jumped up to attention yet again. But it also sent a chill up my spine, I wasn’t ready for any of this. I was in a state of mixed feelings, in a state of confusion, like never before.
Amaka looked up at me and then back down at the phone. She began to reply, slowly, ‘Yeah, definitely.’
She tapped send and tossed the phone on the couch, looking at me with sex in her eyes.
There it was.
I exploded in passion, ripping her clothes off faster than I ever had before. We fucked right there on the floor.
The next morning, I awoke in a groggy fashion, half believing the night previous was a dream. I checked my phone and immediately sat up at the sight of the text on the screen.
It was from Garba ‘Hey Obinna, spoke with Bisola. Wanted to invite the two of you over on Friday night, say 9:00 pm.’ That was it, just a nonchalant invitation to dinner, but it felt like the world was closing in on me.
Amaka awoke slowly, stretching “Good morning, sexy; thanks for the fun last night.”
I wasted no time “Garba texted me”, I said.
To her credit, she didn’t really react “Oh? What did he have to say?”
I spoke frantically “Bisola already talked to him; he invited us over for dinner on Friday.”
Amaka tried to assuage my fears “Babe, relax, we haven’t done anything. We don’t have to do anything.” She paused “But last night was incredibly exciting; maybe we can play around with it a bit – use it as inspiration – that’s all.”
“So we should go.” It was more of a question than a statement.
“Only if you want to Obinna, honestly. I love you no matter what.” She sat up and kissed me passionately. “We can go and just have dinner, or we cannot go at all. My life will go on regardless of what we do.”
The drive over was surreal. We didn’t speak much, but there was a nervous energy in the car like never before. Amaka was wearing a sexy black dress, not overly fancy, but it definitely accentuated her curves.
One thing that had me rock hard when we first got in the car was the realization that she was not wearing a bra. “Bisola told me not to” was her hushed reply to my inquiry, and I had a hard time concealing my erection ever since – no pun intended.
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