A NIGHT WITH THE PATROL OFFICERS

It was a Saturday night and I had volunteered to drive my mother to a crusade organized by her church. 

I neccesarily didn't want to attend the church service.  The truth was that I was damn horny and knew Kenneth ( my ex) lived around where the crusade was been held.

A brief story about Kenneth and i: Kenneth and I had been together for about 2 years. Though he was cute and we had great sexual chemistry, I found him too clingy and emotional. He was hopelessly romantic and even though I found it "cute" when we first met, it began to  irritate/bore me over time. 

I eventually asked for us to take a break and it broke him to pieces. He cried and begged but i was not willing to change my mind. But despite the break, I was still demanding sex from him and he gave it. Yes; I accept; I was evil and took advantage of his love for me.

 Anyways, Somewhere along the line, he found out I was having flings with other people and stopped answering my booty call. We fell out and blocked each other on social media for several months. 

Over time, I felt remorseful and reached out to him to apologize. But i noticed he lacked his usual  warmth towards me. I asked for a meet up but he turned it down. I guessed avoiding me was the best way for him not to fall into my sex trap. 

So, here i was; several months without sex because the thought of getting fucked by random people just wasnt working for me anymore. I needed something (or someone) that held emotions for me and Kenneth was the only one who fit the picture.

Because i still assumed Kenneth had a very weak spot for me, I thought showing up unannounced at his doorstep at that hour was the best bait to get him hooked.  

Instead of me to be in church and pray for my sins, i took my mums car at that ungodly hour and drove to his house. Besides i had Properly douched, was looking and smelling good and armed with my accessories (condoms and lubricant) so what do you expect?

As I got to Kenneth's house, I saw an unfamiliar posh looking car parked next to his. Feeling a bit confused, I walked straight to his door and knocked.  He wasnt sleeping because I could hear sinachi (his favorite gospel music artist he loves listening to before going to bed) coming from inside the house. 

After few knocks, the door opened and standing in front of me was Maxwell. I recognized him instantly. He is a finance guru who usually held online trainings for young investors. Kenneth (and myself) seriously crushed on him because, not only was super handsome and HOT, he was also, smart, well read ( graduated from havard) and rich.  Seeing him in real life was like seeing an angel face to face.  His photos online was nonsense compared to who stood in front of me.

"Who's that babe?" 

A voice called from inside. It was Kenneths voice.

"Babe?....like seriously???...was I hearing right?" 

Looking behind Maxwell's shoulder, I saw Kenneth approach. 

O my lord. Kenneth had completely changed. 

He had cut off his dreadlocks and now wore a low fade haircut. He wore his medicated glasses (which he hated with a passion because they made him look like a geek) and had evidently gotten some muscles. 

He looked different but gorgeously handsome. 

Kenneth was happy to see me and asked me to come inside. As I stepped into the living room, I was surprised to see how tastefully furnished his house had become. So many memories began to flood in. The furniture's we both sacrificed to buy when we where together was all gone and replaced with more superior items. 

It was clear Kenneth was in a better place. Far much better than myself.

I felt like  complete loser. 

They offered me drinks and food but I was too ashamed to accept. 

He introduced Maxwell to me as his fiance (you read correctly) and that was when I saw the ring on their finger. 

I recognised the ring on Maxwell's finger. It was the same odd looking ring which belonged to his late mother. He had proposed to me twice with it and i said - "NO"

Kenneth always wanted a cemented relationship but i had been too cock thirsty and selfish to even consider.

I couldn't bear the disgrace when they began enquiring about my present situation ( work, love life and all...of which i had none) so I quickly made excuses to take my leave. 

They where concerned about my safety because driving at that time of the night was dangerous but I assured them I was fine. 

So, off I went. As I drove through a somewhat lonely road, i saw a road blockage with a torch light ahead in the darkness waving me to stop. And stop i did. Two men approached dressed in uniform.  They where mopol ( a sort of military). 

One of the men flashed his torch light directly on my face (which hurt my eyes) as he demanded for the car particulars and my driving liscence. 

After they had looked at my document which they had requested for, one of them said I should go. But as i was about starting the engine, the other asked me to hold it and demanded to search the car.

One searched the trunk and the other, the interior of the vehicle.

"Wetin dey inside here?" The man searching the interior asked as he held up my little bag.

 I had totally forgot I had condoms and lubricant in my possession.

I told him it was my toiletries and medication. But he still went ahead to open the bag. As he opened it, he let out a soft whistled which attracted his colleague.

"Wetin you dey do with condom?" He asked.

The other officer who had now joined him took it upon himself to read aloud all that was written on the condom pack. 

"Extra sensitive and studded......." he read aloud slowly as if to show off he was educated. 

"Wetin be this?...na perfume?" The officer with the bag had whipped out my lubricant bottle. 

My heart sank. As I was about to tell him it was perfume, his colleague who was reading the condom pack, took the lubricant bottle and started to read the caption with his torch light.

"For silky smooth penetration to make anal sex pleasurable. Apply generously..." he read slowly.

"Wait o....this one na for people wey dey fuck nyash na..." the one reading said.

I was quite surprised he understood what he was reading. And knew what anal sex was. 

"Wetin you dey take all this tin do?...in fact give me your phone" the one going through my bag demanded. That was when I started to beg , because i knew had implicating stuff in my phone gallery. But all my plea fell on deaf ears. In fact, it seemed to aggravate them the more. They demanded i handed my phone while threatning to hit me.

As I handed the phone to them, the first thing they did was go through my WhatsApp messages. I watched their eyes grow wide as they scrolled through my chats. I had sent  my ass pictures and twerking videos to my random hook ups and never bothered to delete the files. Clearly, they had found more than what they expected. 

"Na who get this nyash?" The one who was doing the reading asked. 

"Na him nyash  nah...abi you no dey see ?" The second one cautioned. 

"Na true o....na him.....So you be dandaudu?...fine boy like you?" He replied as he flashed the light of his torch on my face. 

I literally felt like dying. I began to beg. One kept saying I will follow them to the station while the other asked for a ransom for N500,000 ( five hundred thousand naira). 

I was totally dumb struck. Where will i get that kind of money?..... 

They began insisting  I call my mom , tell her I was gay and tell her to bring the money . But I couldn't do that. 

Never in all my life have i been overwhelmed with fear like I did on that day.

As they kept threatning, the more aggressive one ( the one doing the reading) said

-"Turn sef... make I see your nyash ".

I turned around as he requested. 

"you dey mad? pull ya trouser...." he barked as he kicked me lightly on my hips.

I unbuckled my belt, pulled down my trouser and turned around.

"see as him nyash big come soft" the other officer ( who had searched my little bag) said as he grabbed one of my ass cheeks and wiggled it. To my utter surprise, he didn't take his hands off..rather, he went on pressing and squeezing it.

  - "o boyyyyy....see as e fresh come soft like bread"

he said to his colleague who now came closer and grabbed the other ass cheek. He squeezed it briefly as if to confirm for himself.

"no  be by softness....na weda the tin sweet for middle" he said with a bit of sarcasim in his voice.

"e sweet?" the one who kept squeezing my ass asked. 

I heard myself respond -"yes" before i realised what i had said.

"confirm" he cooed. 

The other man was now standing very close to me to the point that i could smell the tobaccoo in his breath.

"you like make dem dey nack your nyash hole hard-hard abi?" he asked as roughly grabbed my dick. At this point i was already hard because the officer who was pressing my ass was seriously turning me on.

"him abuna don stand o..." the officer who was touching my dick announced to his mate who now also, felt my dick. 

"sebi you sabi suck prick  well?" the one in front of me asked as he kept touching my dick.

"yes sir i replied"

At this time, i knew what was on ground and was no longer afraid.

I felt the dick of the officer in front of me and he was limp. It was a very fleshy dick nevertheless.

"Suck am weda e go stand" his voice was now husky.

I undid his belt and in no time, his wood was freed. He raised the top of his uniform exposing his quite large guts and solid chest. I took advantage of that and began sucking his nipple one after another while stroking his soft dick with my saliva lubricated hand. 

In no time did his penis spring up. 

"Oya put am for mouth" he urged.

At this point, I felt warm bare flesh on my ass. The officer behind me had pulled down his khaki pants and was rubbing his naked groin and cock on my bare bum.

I reached behind to feel his cock and Mhen...he was hard. Though his cock was average, it was hard as a rock. He started sticking his finger inside my hole and I had to tell him to use the lube (which he eventually did).

I began sucking the now enlarged fat and long curved cock of the officer in front of me.....Graciously deep throating his pole and rubbing his big hairy balls alongside which made him moan "o boyyyyy".

  The man behind me had now lubricated his finger and was seriously sticking them deep inside my tight cunt very roughly.  After a short while, he stopped and I heard a rip. As he started to penetrate me, I quickly put my hand behind to slow him down because the last thing I wanted was forceful entry. As my hand held his cock,  thankfully it was sheathed in a condom. 

Unfortunately, my aim of slowing him down didn't work. He was so eager and impatient that he slapped away my hand and drove his cock deep inside my tunnel. 

I saw stars but did all I could to endure the pain.

"This guy toto sweet die"  he groaned to his mate as he drove into me like a ferocious tiger. 

"You mean am?" His colleague asked. 

"Aswear no be lie...chai" he responded.

I felt so proud of myself hearing these testimonies on how sweet my pussy was. I began squeezing my bubble butt cheeks on his cock as he increased his pace.

"You don release?" His mate asked as he held my head at a position while thrusting deep into my mouth. 

"i never release ...e remain small"

"okay...i go like lash when you finish" the other said.

My hole was on fire as the guy kept drilling me. After a while, he let out a deep growl and i could feel his cock pusltate a few times. 

"omoh...no be small oh" he panted as he withdrew his pole from my cunt. Once he did, the cold night breeze blew into my hole tenderly...as if trying to comfort it from the pounding it just recieved.

The officer whose cock i was sucking hurriedly spunned me around, pushed down my head into the the back seat of the car and began to plunge into my hole. 

Naturally, i do get extremely wet and mosit during sex so therefore, I was already wet. And because I had been sucking his cock ( which i beleived was still lubricated with my saliva ), it was absolutely no hassle for him to slide his hard iroko dick deep inside me in one go.

"ooooohhhhhhhh sweet" he cooed as he plunged deeper into my man hole.

I could literally feel my ass hole expanding as it tried to adjust to the new size of cock it was recieving. It felt so good to feel a real solid big dick baptise itself deep into my river of honey.

The first officers sex was nothing compared to the pounding his counterpart gave me.

He scattered and bamboozled me seriously to the point his mate was telling him to take it easy on me.

As he fucked me, i began to remember the shame and humiliation i just encountered at Kenneth's house. A strong wave of depression, regret and self hatred  slowly started to creep over me but i refused to give into it. Instead of feeling dejected, something strange took over me. 

"FUCK IT!!!!!" I screamed with resistance in my mind. I surrender my mind to the hot sex I waa getting and began to twerk and clap my fat ass cheeks on his thick mopol dick like a real slut.

I didn't care anymore. I begged him to fuck me...i called him daddy...infact , i was completely lost in the sensation of the sweetness and he evidently loved it because he started hitting all the corners of my walls with raw  vengeance that scattered  my brain. 

As he began to grunt and tell me he was cumming, i begged him to to release in my mouth. Kenneth was the only guy who I allowed cum in my mouth and I did that because he loved it and I wanted to please him. 

Now, I was offering a total stranger that privilege...AND I DIDN'T CARE!!!!

"you mean am?" He asked.

"yes daddy....I want your juice....give me your milk" I literally pleaded with tears in my eyes.  I was desperate. 

He thrusted for a moment and quickly got off my body. I knew at that moment his fresk milk was fast approaching so i immediately went straight down on my knees and took his big fat dick in my mouth..tasting my ass juice all over his pole . 

As i forced my deep throat all the way down to his pubic hair, he gave a shrill falsetto  whimper as very creamy spunk offloaded in my mouth which i swallowed without hessitation.

I kept sucking him as he trembled and thrusted harder into my bitch mouth.

His colleague who was watching all along walked closer to where I knelt.  He held his semi erect cock in his hand and offered it to me to suck.

"this guy na professional ashawo o...e drink everything o..." he muttered in disbelief. 

Both men began to giggle at each other. Obviously, they where very much in disbelief at what had just happened.

The second guy who I was now sucking started jacking off his cock alongside my blow job while furiously fingering my hole simultaneously. In no time, he shot his load deep into my throat. He wanted to have his seed swallowed as well and he got it.

Finally, everyone was satisfied.

As i wore back my trousers, the one who had shot his second load began sounding like a real street boy.

"bros you go finds us something o.....this one you don make us waste our spam ( sperm) like this...we gas replace wetin we don trowey so oh...."

They held my phone and insisted i give them money no matter how small before they could let me have it. They where no longer aggressive. Rather, they seemed desperate. They told me how they have been owed salary  and barely had food to eat.

"Anything for your men we go manage" they pleaded. 

Feeling sorry for them, i told them to wait for me so i could drive to a cash point and withdraw money. 

Moments later, i came back to the spot I left them and they where still there. I gave them 10k to share and they where both very happy.

"bros this your toto sweet o..." they said as both of them started feeling up my ass again ( while i felt their cock in return). They both kissed me very well ( guess because i gave them money) and we exchanged numbers before finally parting .

I got back to the crusade but couldnt see myself participate.  Not after the whoredom I have exhibited.  I just sat in the car jeje. 

The one with the bigger dick is Christopher while the second one's ( who searched my bag) name is Ramsey. Both are married with kids ( the irony of it all). I have been shuttling both men ( especially Christopher because he has better stamina, a very big dick, kisses better and also is open to try new things (including rimming (which he loves doing to me) ) ).

As i no get luck like Kenneth, let me manage the one i have.

written by

 Deola