A NIGHT LIKE NO OTHER
Some years ago, my sister who is based in America sent items through a family friend that was visiting and I had to travel all the way to Umahia to retrieve the items.
After a horrible 11 hours trip (no thanks to Nigerian bad roads and faulty vehicles), I eventually arrived at my destination very late and had to sleep at the motor park because It was unruly to be knocking on people’s doors at odd hours .
At dawn, I made my way to the address I was given and it took me several hours to locate the place because the house numbers where so disorganised and my family friend did little or nothing to help in terms of direction ( also, for some reason, her calls where not connecting and even when it did, she wasn’t picking).
Frustrated, hungry and tired, I eventually found the place. It was a bungalow and the house was ridiculously close to the low fence to the point that whoever was inside the house could easily see whoever was at the gate without much ado.
“And who are you?” an angry baritone bellowed rudely from a window at my first couple of gentle knocks at the gate.
Feeling startled, I greeted whoever was behind the net (and peeping through the curtain) at the window and introduced myself as well as my purpose.
“She is not here” the voice replied rudely.
As politely as I could, I told him I had come a long way and asked if he had any idea of the time shes likely to return
- “I don’t know” he rudely replied.
I didn’t know whether to be mad at the man inside the house for being annoyingly rude , myself for taking this journey, my sister in America for not picking someone else to do the errand or at my family friend who wasn’t helping matters by ignoring her calls.
Because I didn’t know where to go to and had no money to go back, I waited for close to 4 hours outside under the hot sun. Finally, a car pulled up in front of the house and it was my family friend. I could recognise her even though the last time I saw her was several years ago.
“You are outside? – He should have let you inside the house naw” she said as she looked surprised while we greeted.
Been too tired to say anything but smile, we where let through the electronic controlled gate. It was a tastefully furnished house and a big one for that matter. Why it was built so close to the fence baffled me.
As I sat down in the sprawling living room, a really intimidating looking man walked in. He was huge, had an authoritative carriage and was strikingly handsome even though it was evident he was greying with age. ( He seemed to be in his 50s or so).
Looking at him, I knew for certain he was the one who talked to me through the window few hours ago. I greeted him and he replied coldly.
He spoke angrily to my family friends in a native language I didn’t understand and from her reaction, I could guess he was someone who either controlled great wealth or was a top ranking military personnel judging from his persona and the way she kept apologising.
Sitting down opposite me, he briefly apologised for keeping me outside and explained the security situation in Nigeria.
Apparently, the woman never told him I was coming.
As he began questioning me about what I did for a living, lived, place of origin etc., I couldn’t help but admire him.
He wore shorts and had thick hairy legs which I love so much. As my eyes travelled all over his large solid body frame, it met his crotch. He had a very big sac for a crotch and it was evident that whatever he had in between his legs was massive.
Even as we chatted, I couldn’t help my eyes from going to his dick. I just couldn’t stop looking at it.
I was hungry, tired and frustrated and it seemed that dick was nothing but an excellent remedy to relieve my stress. On several occasions, he caught my eyes looking at his penis and anytime he did, I will quickly remove my gaze. All the while we chatted, the lady had disappeared into a room. When she finally came out, she handed over the items to me and spoke to the man (still in a native language).
“By this time? ....he can live tomorrow morning. Let him rest and freshen up from his journey at least” the man replied clearly irritated from whatever the woman said.
“Was this woman intending I leave today With an empty stomach and unwashed body?” I thought.
She and the man subtly argued and then she called a cab, took some travelling bags and was about leaving. I had no money on me so I told her I will need transport money to get back to base. (Actually, my sister had told me she was to give me some money).
In response, she grumbled and said she has a lot to do and that the bag which contained the money wasn’t with her. She said something in vernacular to the man which he replied – “that is fine by me".
After she left, the man led me to a room and asked me to shower and rest. He told me there was a restaurant down the road and I should tell whoever that sold there that am from number 12.
As he gave me the instructions, my eyes kept dropping to his groins. This man truly had a huge cock. I could clearly see the shape of his very fat dick cap through his shorts.
I decided to eat first because I was starving. When I found the restaurant and told them I was from number 12, I was shocked at the quantity of food they gave me as well as the quality of customer service. I almost wanted to ask the woman who the man was but I respected myself and kept my mouth shut.
When I got back to the house, I noticed there were guests. I greeted them all and went to the dining table to eat. While I was eating, a secondary school girl and boy came into the house accompanied by an elderly looking woman. They all greeted the man with a courteous bow. After which, all three entered the kitchen
After I had eaten, more guest came and the owner of the house asked me to sit down and join them all for a drink in the courtyard. I was too exhausted and wanted to refuse but because I knew my host was a man who was feared, I agreed and sat out with them.
I ended up having too much alcohol (a weakness I have)and I was officially drunk.
Trying not to disgrace myself, I quietly excused myself from the host and his friends and went into my room.
I threw up everything in my stomach, showered and managed to wash my clothes. I opened the package my sister sent from America and thankfully I saw the items I had sent money to her for a purchase. A set of jock straps and thongs. My sister who is very open minded didn’t ask me who and what it’s for.
She just got them.
There was also a loose gym singlet among the items so I wore that and a pair of thongs. I collapsed on the bed out of exhaustion and the last thing I heard was a roar of laughter from my host and his friends coming from the courtyard before I passed out.
i must have slept for a millennium because when i woke up to pee, everywhere was pitch black and dead quiet. I remembered that i had left my host and his friends at about 4 or 5 in the evening and the time was about 3 in the morning.
My nausea feeling was much better and as i laid down patiently waiting for the arms of sleep to completely take over me once again, i heard footsteps right outside my bedroom door.
Whoever it was must be heavy because their steps made the wooden floor creak loudly. As the person turned my door knob, I remembered i hadn't locked the door before going to bed.
I was dressed in my singlet and thong still. First thing that came to my mind was to cover myself to avoid any embarrassment on whoever will walk into the room. Anyone seeing a man dress so scandalous as I was won't need to be told am gay.
But before i could even finish my thoughts, the door opened and whoever it was flicked on the light, saw me, and after few seconds, turned it back off.
In that brief moment the light was turned on, i peeped through my eye lashes and saw it was my host.
He tied wrapper and was topless - i saw his massive hairy chest.
When he turned off the light, i heard the door quietly close and then a click of the key locking the door.
My heard began to stomp wildly in my chest.
"this man might conclude am gay seeing me wear G-string and may want to give me the beating of my life" i panicked.
Still pretending to be asleep, i waited for blows and slaps but none came.
The room was dead quiet except for his heavy breathing. A bright but faint illumination filled the room and i could tell it was the light from his phone.
He was now standing close to me and was shinning the light of his phone over my big soft ass.
If there is a part of my body that warrants me to boast, it will be my ass because despite i was average bodied (a bit on the slim side) and had a small waist, my ass was the only part of my body that was fat and had volume.
In the poorly lit room, i watched him with eyes half closed as he put his hand under his wrapper and began to fondle his penis.
After a while, he removed his wrapper and i saw the entire length of his prick.
I froze in horror.
His meat was B.I.G
He shined his phone light on my face and must have guessed i was fast asleep.
He made for the room door as if he wanted to leave but stopped on his track and kept looking at my ass with the light from his phone.
He came closer and i felt his hands caress one of my smooth ass cheek as his heavy breathing intensified . As he parted the string that covered my fuck hole, he gasped softly and rubbed it.
I laid motionless. Still pretending to be asleep.
I felt his heavy weight on the bed just in-between my parted legs and suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness. His phone must have automatically turned to sleep mode.
His two very large hands rubbed my ass cheeks gently and then i felt something hairy brush my ass hole followed by a very long inhale and sniff.
He did that a couple of times and then the wetness of his tongue followed. The way he licked and sucked my hole is beyond word description.
I felt his saliva trickle down my balls as he kept ravishing my man cunt with his tongue.
After a while, he got up from the bed and l heard the noise of running water from the sink followed by a very slurpy sound that seemed like he was rubbing soap on his penis. As if my guess was right, when he returned into the room, the faint smell of imperial leather soap met my nose.
His weight came back to the space in-between my now well spread legs and his mouth continued its assault.
After a while, i felt his finger poke and twist my now loose hole and i felt him spread my ass cheeks and spit into it. i heard him spit again and then the slurppy sound of his cock being stroked followed.
His weight was now over my back as he began to put his massive prick inside my well lubricated hole. As he began to penetrate my hole, the sharp pain I felt gave me a shock that made me jolt. I wanted him to remove his massive pole from my suffering and over stretched cunt but it was already too late. His full weight came crashing on my back as all of the length and width of his monster dick sank into my intestine with force.
I saw stars.
I wanted to scream in raw agony but absolutely no noise came out from my opened mouth. As I began to beg him silently, he whispered in my ears
-"is already inside please just relax. I will be gentle...just calm down"
He stuck his tongue inside my ear and licked my neck.
I took several deep breaths and forced my body to relax. It felt like a I was having triplets. One babys head was stuck on my anus wall and the other two was still squeezed inside of me.
As he began to thrust into me so nice and slow, he started telling me how my hole was the sweetest thing he has ever fucked. He said so many nasty things into my ear that turned me on despite I was hurting like crazy.
“Tell me something” he grunted in my ear trying to encourage me into the mood.
“Its hurting me daddy" I replied.
“That’s how it should be. It’s a big dick” he answered as he began to increase the pace.
“Oh daddy my hole...” I gasped.
“Its a sweet hole. Sweet and deep. Sweeter than honey" he said as he fucked me with hard strokes.
“You love it daddy?” I asked
“Oh la la...you have no idea...it tastes so good baby" he replied as he withdrew his cock and began to rub his face all over my hole while making animalistic noises.
I felt his tongue enter my hole as he used the tip to tickle my inside. I ran crazy with passion
Laying on his back, he asked me to sit on his face and I obeyed. The way he grabbed me so tight and pulled me down into his mouth as he chewed and sucked my hole was pure magic.
“Ride me" he ordered.
As I sat on his penis, I felt my hole stretch so wide that I had to pause for bit before taking the other inches. I made sure I rode his dick like an award winning champion slut.
As I bounced on his massive pole, I suddenly felt my cum fast approaching. As I told him I was cumming, he sat up and pulled me to towards him. My sperm was shooting out with such speed but his mouth caught it all.
He positioned me ontop his penis, penetrated me again and began to fuck me seriously. I kissed his mouth and tasted my salty sperm on his tongue.
As we kissed, he began to grunt and jerk. Hot sperm shot into my hole but I didn’t want him to stop. I was loving what the sensation his over sized dick was doing to my hole.
I kept on bouncing on his meat like a mad man
“You will kill me” he moaned as he kept thrusting into my sperm soaked hole.
He rolled over me, raised my two legs up and pounded my entire life through my hole. He came the second time and then brought his massive penis to my mouth. I didn’t think twice. I just sucked it clean.
As I was sucking his giant dick, he started to make wet slurpy noises while he played with my wet hole.
After a very long wet kiss, he finally left my room. As I looked at the window, I could tell it was already dawn. We had been fucking for hours.
I later went to bed and woke up quite late.
The house was empty except the elderly lady i had seen the previous day who was cleaning.
She gave me an envelope and told me
- "oga don travel. But e say you fit go tomorrow if you want. E say make I give you this envelope. As checked the envelope, I was shocked to see N150k cheque.
I didn’t stay as he suggested.
I went to a bank, cashed the cheque and left for aba to see my cousins before leaving for my base few days later.
I still don't know this mans name nor take his number.
All I had (have) as a memory of him was a sore, aching gapped ass hole that took almost a week to close.
Written by
Sugar spice
After a horrible 11 hours trip (no thanks to Nigerian bad roads and faulty vehicles), I eventually arrived at my destination very late and had to sleep at the motor park because It was unruly to be knocking on people’s doors at odd hours .
At dawn, I made my way to the address I was given and it took me several hours to locate the place because the house numbers where so disorganised and my family friend did little or nothing to help in terms of direction ( also, for some reason, her calls where not connecting and even when it did, she wasn’t picking).
Frustrated, hungry and tired, I eventually found the place. It was a bungalow and the house was ridiculously close to the low fence to the point that whoever was inside the house could easily see whoever was at the gate without much ado.
“And who are you?” an angry baritone bellowed rudely from a window at my first couple of gentle knocks at the gate.
Feeling startled, I greeted whoever was behind the net (and peeping through the curtain) at the window and introduced myself as well as my purpose.
“She is not here” the voice replied rudely.
As politely as I could, I told him I had come a long way and asked if he had any idea of the time shes likely to return
- “I don’t know” he rudely replied.
I didn’t know whether to be mad at the man inside the house for being annoyingly rude , myself for taking this journey, my sister in America for not picking someone else to do the errand or at my family friend who wasn’t helping matters by ignoring her calls.
Because I didn’t know where to go to and had no money to go back, I waited for close to 4 hours outside under the hot sun. Finally, a car pulled up in front of the house and it was my family friend. I could recognise her even though the last time I saw her was several years ago.
“You are outside? – He should have let you inside the house naw” she said as she looked surprised while we greeted.
Been too tired to say anything but smile, we where let through the electronic controlled gate. It was a tastefully furnished house and a big one for that matter. Why it was built so close to the fence baffled me.
As I sat down in the sprawling living room, a really intimidating looking man walked in. He was huge, had an authoritative carriage and was strikingly handsome even though it was evident he was greying with age. ( He seemed to be in his 50s or so).
Looking at him, I knew for certain he was the one who talked to me through the window few hours ago. I greeted him and he replied coldly.
He spoke angrily to my family friends in a native language I didn’t understand and from her reaction, I could guess he was someone who either controlled great wealth or was a top ranking military personnel judging from his persona and the way she kept apologising.
Sitting down opposite me, he briefly apologised for keeping me outside and explained the security situation in Nigeria.
Apparently, the woman never told him I was coming.
As he began questioning me about what I did for a living, lived, place of origin etc., I couldn’t help but admire him.
He wore shorts and had thick hairy legs which I love so much. As my eyes travelled all over his large solid body frame, it met his crotch. He had a very big sac for a crotch and it was evident that whatever he had in between his legs was massive.
Even as we chatted, I couldn’t help my eyes from going to his dick. I just couldn’t stop looking at it.
I was hungry, tired and frustrated and it seemed that dick was nothing but an excellent remedy to relieve my stress. On several occasions, he caught my eyes looking at his penis and anytime he did, I will quickly remove my gaze. All the while we chatted, the lady had disappeared into a room. When she finally came out, she handed over the items to me and spoke to the man (still in a native language).
“By this time? ....he can live tomorrow morning. Let him rest and freshen up from his journey at least” the man replied clearly irritated from whatever the woman said.
“Was this woman intending I leave today With an empty stomach and unwashed body?” I thought.
She and the man subtly argued and then she called a cab, took some travelling bags and was about leaving. I had no money on me so I told her I will need transport money to get back to base. (Actually, my sister had told me she was to give me some money).
In response, she grumbled and said she has a lot to do and that the bag which contained the money wasn’t with her. She said something in vernacular to the man which he replied – “that is fine by me".
After she left, the man led me to a room and asked me to shower and rest. He told me there was a restaurant down the road and I should tell whoever that sold there that am from number 12.
As he gave me the instructions, my eyes kept dropping to his groins. This man truly had a huge cock. I could clearly see the shape of his very fat dick cap through his shorts.
I decided to eat first because I was starving. When I found the restaurant and told them I was from number 12, I was shocked at the quantity of food they gave me as well as the quality of customer service. I almost wanted to ask the woman who the man was but I respected myself and kept my mouth shut.
When I got back to the house, I noticed there were guests. I greeted them all and went to the dining table to eat. While I was eating, a secondary school girl and boy came into the house accompanied by an elderly looking woman. They all greeted the man with a courteous bow. After which, all three entered the kitchen
After I had eaten, more guest came and the owner of the house asked me to sit down and join them all for a drink in the courtyard. I was too exhausted and wanted to refuse but because I knew my host was a man who was feared, I agreed and sat out with them.
I ended up having too much alcohol (a weakness I have)and I was officially drunk.
Trying not to disgrace myself, I quietly excused myself from the host and his friends and went into my room.
I threw up everything in my stomach, showered and managed to wash my clothes. I opened the package my sister sent from America and thankfully I saw the items I had sent money to her for a purchase. A set of jock straps and thongs. My sister who is very open minded didn’t ask me who and what it’s for.
She just got them.
There was also a loose gym singlet among the items so I wore that and a pair of thongs. I collapsed on the bed out of exhaustion and the last thing I heard was a roar of laughter from my host and his friends coming from the courtyard before I passed out.
i must have slept for a millennium because when i woke up to pee, everywhere was pitch black and dead quiet. I remembered that i had left my host and his friends at about 4 or 5 in the evening and the time was about 3 in the morning.
My nausea feeling was much better and as i laid down patiently waiting for the arms of sleep to completely take over me once again, i heard footsteps right outside my bedroom door.
Whoever it was must be heavy because their steps made the wooden floor creak loudly. As the person turned my door knob, I remembered i hadn't locked the door before going to bed.
I was dressed in my singlet and thong still. First thing that came to my mind was to cover myself to avoid any embarrassment on whoever will walk into the room. Anyone seeing a man dress so scandalous as I was won't need to be told am gay.
But before i could even finish my thoughts, the door opened and whoever it was flicked on the light, saw me, and after few seconds, turned it back off.
In that brief moment the light was turned on, i peeped through my eye lashes and saw it was my host.
He tied wrapper and was topless - i saw his massive hairy chest.
When he turned off the light, i heard the door quietly close and then a click of the key locking the door.
My heard began to stomp wildly in my chest.
"this man might conclude am gay seeing me wear G-string and may want to give me the beating of my life" i panicked.
Still pretending to be asleep, i waited for blows and slaps but none came.
The room was dead quiet except for his heavy breathing. A bright but faint illumination filled the room and i could tell it was the light from his phone.
He was now standing close to me and was shinning the light of his phone over my big soft ass.
If there is a part of my body that warrants me to boast, it will be my ass because despite i was average bodied (a bit on the slim side) and had a small waist, my ass was the only part of my body that was fat and had volume.
In the poorly lit room, i watched him with eyes half closed as he put his hand under his wrapper and began to fondle his penis.
After a while, he removed his wrapper and i saw the entire length of his prick.
I froze in horror.
His meat was B.I.G
He shined his phone light on my face and must have guessed i was fast asleep.
He made for the room door as if he wanted to leave but stopped on his track and kept looking at my ass with the light from his phone.
He came closer and i felt his hands caress one of my smooth ass cheek as his heavy breathing intensified . As he parted the string that covered my fuck hole, he gasped softly and rubbed it.
I laid motionless. Still pretending to be asleep.
I felt his heavy weight on the bed just in-between my parted legs and suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness. His phone must have automatically turned to sleep mode.
His two very large hands rubbed my ass cheeks gently and then i felt something hairy brush my ass hole followed by a very long inhale and sniff.
He did that a couple of times and then the wetness of his tongue followed. The way he licked and sucked my hole is beyond word description.
I felt his saliva trickle down my balls as he kept ravishing my man cunt with his tongue.
After a while, he got up from the bed and l heard the noise of running water from the sink followed by a very slurpy sound that seemed like he was rubbing soap on his penis. As if my guess was right, when he returned into the room, the faint smell of imperial leather soap met my nose.
His weight came back to the space in-between my now well spread legs and his mouth continued its assault.
After a while, i felt his finger poke and twist my now loose hole and i felt him spread my ass cheeks and spit into it. i heard him spit again and then the slurppy sound of his cock being stroked followed.
His weight was now over my back as he began to put his massive prick inside my well lubricated hole. As he began to penetrate my hole, the sharp pain I felt gave me a shock that made me jolt. I wanted him to remove his massive pole from my suffering and over stretched cunt but it was already too late. His full weight came crashing on my back as all of the length and width of his monster dick sank into my intestine with force.
I saw stars.
I wanted to scream in raw agony but absolutely no noise came out from my opened mouth. As I began to beg him silently, he whispered in my ears
-"is already inside please just relax. I will be gentle...just calm down"
He stuck his tongue inside my ear and licked my neck.
I took several deep breaths and forced my body to relax. It felt like a I was having triplets. One babys head was stuck on my anus wall and the other two was still squeezed inside of me.
As he began to thrust into me so nice and slow, he started telling me how my hole was the sweetest thing he has ever fucked. He said so many nasty things into my ear that turned me on despite I was hurting like crazy.
“Tell me something” he grunted in my ear trying to encourage me into the mood.
“Its hurting me daddy" I replied.
“That’s how it should be. It’s a big dick” he answered as he began to increase the pace.
“Oh daddy my hole...” I gasped.
“Its a sweet hole. Sweet and deep. Sweeter than honey" he said as he fucked me with hard strokes.
“You love it daddy?” I asked
“Oh la la...you have no idea...it tastes so good baby" he replied as he withdrew his cock and began to rub his face all over my hole while making animalistic noises.
I felt his tongue enter my hole as he used the tip to tickle my inside. I ran crazy with passion
Laying on his back, he asked me to sit on his face and I obeyed. The way he grabbed me so tight and pulled me down into his mouth as he chewed and sucked my hole was pure magic.
“Ride me" he ordered.
As I sat on his penis, I felt my hole stretch so wide that I had to pause for bit before taking the other inches. I made sure I rode his dick like an award winning champion slut.
As I bounced on his massive pole, I suddenly felt my cum fast approaching. As I told him I was cumming, he sat up and pulled me to towards him. My sperm was shooting out with such speed but his mouth caught it all.
He positioned me ontop his penis, penetrated me again and began to fuck me seriously. I kissed his mouth and tasted my salty sperm on his tongue.
As we kissed, he began to grunt and jerk. Hot sperm shot into my hole but I didn’t want him to stop. I was loving what the sensation his over sized dick was doing to my hole.
I kept on bouncing on his meat like a mad man
“You will kill me” he moaned as he kept thrusting into my sperm soaked hole.
He rolled over me, raised my two legs up and pounded my entire life through my hole. He came the second time and then brought his massive penis to my mouth. I didn’t think twice. I just sucked it clean.
As I was sucking his giant dick, he started to make wet slurpy noises while he played with my wet hole.
After a very long wet kiss, he finally left my room. As I looked at the window, I could tell it was already dawn. We had been fucking for hours.
I later went to bed and woke up quite late.
The house was empty except the elderly lady i had seen the previous day who was cleaning.
She gave me an envelope and told me
- "oga don travel. But e say you fit go tomorrow if you want. E say make I give you this envelope. As checked the envelope, I was shocked to see N150k cheque.
I didn’t stay as he suggested.
I went to a bank, cashed the cheque and left for aba to see my cousins before leaving for my base few days later.
I still don't know this mans name nor take his number.
All I had (have) as a memory of him was a sore, aching gapped ass hole that took almost a week to close.
Written by
Sugar spice
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