‘Bisi, do you really really want to take this next step? Dayo asked, poised over me with his rod sticking straight out of his crotch like a knife about to stab my hungry pussy that was wide open to receive him.
‘Fuck me already, egbon, and stop acting like a sissy’ I snapped at him. I was so horny that I would have fucked anything at that point in time. I needed cock. I needed something to put out the raging fire that has refused to quench despite the head that I just received.
Yes I orgasmed but the fire was back and raging fiercer
‘But you know this is incest right? he asked, but he had a hungry look in his eyes as they roved over my young but already ripe body
‘so? I asked in return, sticking my tongue out in a provocative and sexy manner I had seen done in the porn I watched.
‘Gawd! You are such a slut. You drive me crazy’ Dayo groaned and plunged his knife into my receptive butter. I released a loud moan in contentment despite the slight pain I felt at my first-ever cock penetration.
I felt full! The cucumbers and bananas I had been using was nowhere near as filling as Dayo’s cock felt on that first penetration. There was also the feeling of live as the pulsing of the cock indicated. I came just from him penetrating me.
‘ohhhhhh shiiiiiiit! Bisi you are so fucking tighttttttt! Dayo hissed as he ploughed his cock into my young pussy. I felt a bit of discomfort so I wiggled my waist and this seemed to cause him to lodged more securely and comfortably in my pussy.
He pulled out and then eased his prong back into me, the head stretching my cunt wider than any vegetable of fingers ever had. I pulled him into me, welcoming his warmth and clean male scent.
Our breathing was erratic, coming in gasps, both of us thrilled at what we were doing -— at the pleasure and the naughtiness.
Dayo’s cock was mine. His pubic hair meshed with my down hair, his thighs pressed deeply into my waist. I wanted him deeper so I raised my legs and encircled his waist. We were one. His flesh filled me to the brim.
“Oh, dear Gwad, Bisi,” Dayo breathed into my ear. “So tight. You are so tight, my little slut. I love it.” His words were doing things to me that I couldn’t explain so I raised my hips. But Dayo pulled his cock out, then returned it.
We were fucking! I was officially no longer a virgin. Fucking a man. How wonderful! And my own handsome cousin. How wicked!
Our joined hips smacked wetly and I rapidly climbed to my climax, shaking as I bit into Dayo’s shoulder when I reached mount Olympus! Oh, it was the best ever! Every sensation in my body zeroed in on my cunt and clit.
Dayo pulled out, leaving me empty and wanting. “I’m about to cum,” he gasped.
‘Yesssssssssss, cummmmm in me’ I gasped in return, trying to pull him back inside my aching emptiness but he held off. His cock was glistening in the golden like raw meat waiting to be devoured.
‘No, can’t cum in you just yet. Too risky. You might get pregnant’ he said, pinching my nipples while leaning on his elbow. ‘Suck me off’
And I knew how to do it. So I leaned forward, pushing Dayo onto his back and grabbed his rock-hard cock that was all wet and glistening with my pussy juice. I stuck out my tongue and traced the ridge of his smooth cockhead.
I loved the feel of him and wanted more so I opened my mouth and let the head glide between my lips and over my tongue. The musky smell of his crotch filled my nostrils as his cock filled my mouth.
I tasted the tang of my juices and savoured the flavour of male flesh, I felt its steely hardness. Delicious! The head touched the back of my throat; half his dick was outside my mouth.
I wanted to see his cock spurt, a sight I’d only seen from a distance, so I pulled his dick from my mouth and, using both hands as I had seen done in porn, jerked him off. As Dayo fucked my fists, I felt his cock get harder and somewhat bigger. I jerked harder! Exactly as I had seen being done.
My actions pushed Dayo over the edge as he convulsed and spewed his thick cum right into my wide-eyed face. I quickly redirected his cock to my mouth and opened wide to receive male cum that I had grown to love so much.
Like a geyser, he shot fountains of hot goo, splattering globs of sperm directly into my waiting mouth. I greedily swallowed the salty, heady, glob and oh so good! I latched my mouth to his cockhead and sucked him dry.
Ringggggggggggggggggg! Ringgggggggggggggggggg! Rrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg!
I was jolted awake from my reminiscing about my slutty past by the ringing of the phone. On picking it up, I discovered it was our family doctor.
‘Hello’ I said on accepting the call
‘Hello Mrs. Badmus. I’ve been waiting for you concerning what we discussed. Are you not coming for the procedure anymore? You know the pregnancy is getting bigger and it won’t be advisable to get rid of it at a later date’ he said
‘ohhhh. About that doc. Tunde and I have agreed to keep it’ I replied. He after all didn’t know about the paternity of the pregnancy.
‘oh. That’s okay madam. I’m glad you’ve both come to that agreement’ he replied. ‘Meanwhile, I hope you are aware that your husband collected the test results of Kumbi, your son a few months back’
‘I, I, I, I, yyess, I’m aware’ I stammered but definitely not aware of such. ‘Thank you doctor’
Panic gripped me. What test? I wasn’t aware of any test being conducted on any of my children! Let alone my husband receiving the results for months! I had skeletons in my wardrobe. Definitely more than my fair share of skeletons.
Every thought of horniness and the fuck I had received from Mr Effiong left my mind. If my guess is right, then I was in serious trouble, more than I had earlier thought.
I started searching for the test results in all the wardrobes in our bedroom but to no avail. I looked under the bed, even searched the drawer in my dressing mirror but there was nothing of the sort.
‘Where could it be? Where could Tunde have kept the test result? I asked myself. I tried thinking of all possible hiding places but could not wrap my head around them.
I dashed to the sitting room and searched the cabinet there. I search behind and inside the sofa but nothing. I remembered there was a cabinet beside the dining table so I dashed there to search and still nothing.
‘hmmmmmmm’ I thought to myself ‘calm down and think’. So I tried calming down and then remembered Tunde had been using the guest room since the night of the cop incident. So I dashed in there and started searching but all in vain.
I sat on the bed dejected, unable to think of what was happening but with my heart pounding.
The door opened and I spun around quickly
‘Looking for this?’ Tunde asked, standing by the open door with a sheet of paper in his hands
‘whatttt, what isss thattttt? I stammered, trying to act all ignorant
‘oh, you mean this? Oh, it’s just Kumbi’s test result that I had conducted some months back’ he replied non-challantly
‘But why would you have a test conducted on Kumbi without my knowledge? I asked, trying to put on a brave face.
‘Let’s just say I had a suspicion that I wanted to be confirmed’ he replied
‘What suspicion? I asked, but sweating in my clothes because I knew what it was. One of my skeletons was out of the cupboard!
‘Oh, the fact that Kumbi is not my son?
Written by Vixen Banks
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