FAMILY AFFAIR pt.2

Facially, Chuks was the spit image of his father but physically, he was stocky like his mother while his father on the other hand, was a very tall and strongly built man who very inch of him oozed masculinity to the 10th heaven's.

From how young he looked, it was certain he started family life rather early in life.

He sold and repaired heavy machinery and I guess that's where his solid muscled body came from. Back then, I usually would refer to him as my imaginary sugar daddy to Chuks and he would jokingly threaten to pour me acid and hide my body if I don't stay clear from his father. 

During the time I was messing around with Chuks , I had accompanied him home and it happened one day that when we had thought everyone was out of the house, we began to make out. In the middle of our rumble and tumble, I saw his dad at the open window and quickly jumped off chuk's body. I could have sworn he'd seen us but there was a possibility I'd jumped off just in time.  

I was super nervous and scared but when he didn't confront or say anything, i assumed he didn't see us.

 However, since that incident, I began noticing a change in his behaviour towards me. Several times, I will catch him starring at me and sometimes, I could see raw desire in his eyes. Over time as I visited regularly, he began warming up to me a lot. He would always ask me if I'm okay, If I've eaten etc. Not that he didn't usually ask but I guarantee you, the vibe he was giving was different- very different.

 Deep down in my heart, I knew he was aware I found him attractive because on many occasions, he too, has caught me starring at him especially when his big hairy chest was exposed. 

But sadly, no words was said between us.

There was a certain time during one of my visits when Chuks had gone out to meet one of his many lovers and no one was home except for his father and myself. 

He had just stepped out of the shower when he entered the living room with only a towel tied on his waist to ask if I had body cream as his was finished . My heart literally stopped seeing him with barely anything on. I forced myself not to look at the shape of his penis boldly printed even through the thick towel. He was remarkably endowed without a single doubt.

As I walked passed him while making my way to the bedroom to get him my body lotion, he stepped very close to me as I walked passed him to the point I brushed his wet body. But because he happened to do It in such a way that it felt like he was just simply following me, I wasn't sure if he was making a move or not.

To my amazement, he started drying his body with the towel he had tied on his waist; exposing the fullness of his penis.

My heart was palpitating all through as I watched him from the corner of my eye while searching my bag.

He kept asking asking me questions about school and studies but I could not bring myself to looking at his nakedness. I didn't have that courage. 

As if that wasn't enough, when I handed him my cream , he tossed the towel to a chair beside him and began moisturising his body right in front of me.  

GOSH!!!!! his penis was big and heavy. Very thick, long and very-very black. I could swear on my ancestors grave that he was semi erect. He was still talking as if it was very normal to undress in front of me and in all honesty, I was super scared and had mixed feelings.

After he finished, he thanked me and left.

 Few minutes later, he came back to the room dressed up in white singlet, trouser and shoes as he held up two shirts. He asked which one I preferred and after making my pick, he thanked me. He wore the shirt I choose and after loitering idly for a brief moment, he left.  

The next day, as myself and Chuks was getting ready to go back to school, he gave me some money in the presence of his family who had gathered to say a word of prayer for us.

Unfortunately, that was the last time I visited because it was about the same time I fell out with Chuks and I stopped visiting.

Honestly, Chuks demise was a hard blow for me and because I was desperate to heal from the pain and the memories of our friendship, I didn't go to see or contact his folks until I left Nigeria. 

Also, i forgot to mention, when i reconnected with K.C, I got the number of Ebuka and Uzomma but their response towards me was funny and reeked with guilt so, I didn't bother with them anymore. 

So, here I was now, on the phone with my deceased friends father after so many years. He'd gotten my phone number from K.C and decided to give me a call.

He told me he'd been looking for me all these years and expressed how very happy he was to have reconnected to me. To be honest, I had mixed feelings because not only did I feel him speaking to me would remind him of his loss, but also, I could not shake off the image his sexy daddy body and big fat dick which was now very fresh in my mind.

From our discussion, i was made to know Uzomma, Ebuka and his two daughters were all married and now lived with their families. His wife had moved to a home run by nuns that catters for the disabled and elderly. From the way he sounded, it seemed delighted she wasn't around. 

He asked me about life in the states, work and every other thing about my life outside Nigeria. When he learned I wasn't married, he didn't ask "why". Instead, he said marriage was a thing of choice. As we began rounding up our extensive discussion, he said - "you know say you be fine guy and dem go rush you there.. but make sure say you use condom o...and make dem no chop you too much". He began to laugh before he finally hung up.

His statement left me shooked with mouth wide opened. It took me quite sometime to process what I'd just heard as his words kept replaying in my head.

From that day, communication between us began to build momentum. 

Obed ( his name) had a wicked sense of humour which made his perversion very entertaining. I saw him more as a friend rather than someone old enough to be my dad.

One day, during our usual video call, out of no where, he mentioned how its been long he'd "released" (his exact words). Guessing it was because his wife was away, I encouraged him to be patient. But I wasn't prepared for his response. 

He told me I had no idea how much he had been suffering. Apparently, according to him, his wife doesn't like or enjoy sex due to FGM ( female gender mutilation) and they had stopped having sex a very long time ago. 

From the way he was sounding, you could legitimately feel the heaviness of the frustration in his voice. I asked him if he had a side chick and he said he did in the past - but it was a very long time ago and besides, he could no longer cope dealing with another woman because his wife already was a hand full. 

Jokingly, I suggested masturbation which made him laugh. 

He asked if I have seen how rough his hands were? 

Turned masturbating leaves him with bruises on his dick so, he resolved to humping a pillow ( the same masturbation technique Chuks did) until he ejaculates. 

He asked if I also masturbated and I told him I did. He asked how I enjoyed it and I showed him my flesh-light and dildo. He was very excited over the flesh-light and wanted one for himself ( which I did the very next day via a first class courier delivery service) . 

As for the dildo, he couldn't understand why a guy like me would be be using a dildo on myself when I could have real sex with anyone I wanted. Laughing, I told him it was better to masturbate rather than fucking the wrong person which he agreed to. 

He wanted to see me use my dildo but unfortunately, I wasn't prepared. However, I promised to give him a show the next day and Obed was excited. He just couldn't wait.

The next day, despite the time difference, he was prompt. I gave him a good show as he humped his pillow furiously while urging me to open my ass hole wider as he loved seeing my gapped hole.

"fuck am well-well... I say fuck am well-well...yes...fuck am...fuck am...I say make you fuck am" he grunted as I stabbed my man pussy with my 8 inches dildo while he, on the other hand, was seriously banging the pillow mercilessly. 

Couple of minutes into our session, he began to groan and gasp. Seeing he was about to cum, I begged him to show me his penis because I wanted to watch him shoot . Thankfully, he did as I requested at the nick of time. He had barely lifted himself to a kneeling position when his huge monster dick expelled the most thickest and whitest cum as it pulsated with satisfaction. Never in my life have I ever seen anything so beautiful. As I watched his thick body, broad hairy chest, massive cock spewing out cum and contoured face which was still caught up in the sweetest ecstasy, I too, began to convulse as I shot my load.

As he wiped his sweaty body with the other side of the cum stained towel, he told me how much he enjoyed the session and could only imagine how sweet it would be to have me. I let him know the feeling was mutual.

Few days later, his flesh-light was delivered and our sex video chat became very regular. 

He was hooked.

Last Easter, I visited Nigeria and instead of going home to my folks, I took a flight straight to the East to meet Obed who was already waiting for me at the airport.

Though he looked older than he did on video call, he was still handsome, fit and agile looking.

He drove me to the hotel I had booked and once we were behind closed and locked doors, he took me in his arms and gave me the biggest hug and kiss I have ever received. Evidently, we both loved kissing because we spent nearly a good 15 minutes busy savouring each others tongue and lips. I was exhausted from flying so, I needed to shower and rest ( which he understood). He laid beside me and as he took me in his arms, I slept off almost immediately.

Couple of hours later, I woke up only to find him fast asleep. Though he was fully dressed, I wanted him so bad. I quickly douched and cuddled him from behind while been stark naked. As I began caressing him, he woke up startled. Seeing it was me, he laughed and said he had completely forgotten himself. 

Turning to me, he was surprised to find me naked. With a very big smile on his face, he kissed me with a fierce intensity before standing up to undress himself while I watched. When he took off his trouser, I could see his monster penis threatening to rip his red pant. As he finally removed his underwear, I saw the full glory of his veiny bulldozer. He was truly the father of Uzomma and K.C. In fact, his penis was bigger than the two dicks combined.

His penis was already precumming heavily and as he came to bed and began kissing me passionately, I stroked his turgid member with the abundant juice seeping out of it uncontrollably. 

He gasped and held my hand urging me to stop. "I want to release inside you" he whispered. Holding his large hairy hand, I guided it to my mouth. After sucking his fingers, I guided his hands down to my waiting hole. He didn't hesitate to slide a finger inside me and then, two. As we gasped into each others opened mouth, he started finger fucking me furiously.. this time, with three of his fingers. 

After a while, I gently removed his thick fingers and bent my legs all the way back to show him my very gapped hole which was wide opened due to his fingering.

If desire had a face, it would be Obeds. He clearly looked mesmerized and lost. 

As if under some magnetic force, he literally hurried to put his tongue in my hole. 

Like a hungry beast, he munched, sucked, chewed and licked my hole deliciously with full concentration for nearly 20 minutes as I moaned and spoke every sweet nonsense. 

He went as far as also rubbing his nose, face and bald head all over my hole as if he just couldn't get enough of my pussy.

 Knowing my pussy was now extra gapped, very wet and desperately hungry to be stuffed, he put several pillows under my waist while I lubricated us and then, he mounted me. It wasn't easy at first... but with determination, I was eventually able to accommodate him balls deep.  

To say it was a dream come true having this hot daddy climb on top of me and fuck me, is an understatement. 

I wasn't myself. 

I made sure I opened my ass cheeks very wide for all of him to be deeply buried inside me. I wanted him all....everything ... from his babies to his soul. 

My ass was just letting out air and clearly he loved the music as he grinded me to fine powder.

He told me I was the sweetest, he asked me to marry him, he begged me to allow him fuck me every day, he said he had never tasted any hole as sweet as mine. On my part, I knew beyond every inkling of doubt that his penis so far, was the sweetest and biggest I'd ever seen in real life and his stamina was top notch. 

Shortly after, he began to breathe heavily as he grabbed me with a crushing grip and stuck his tongue right deep into my mouth which I greedily sucked as he shivered. I begged him to fill me up with his creamy sperm and he did just that. I felt his heavenly juice flow into my paradise in abundance as his cock swelled and contrasted like the hood of a king cobra. 

I took his cock out of my wasted sore hole, sucked out the remaining sperm still lingering inside his pole before slotting it back inside my soaked pussy. He exhaled loudly as the sensation of my warm sperm soiled hole engulfed his penis. 

"Oh my god...ohhhh....my" he moaned as he took my mouth in his and began to thrust into me again until his penis began to deflate. Even at that, he didn't want to remove it. We remained in the same position enjoying the sensation of our united pleasure parts as I caressed his hairy chest and fondled his nipples while stealing occasional kisses as we chatted. 

A while later, he got very hard again and began to fuck me real good. This time, we did it standing and then, I went on all fours while he ransacked my insides.

Obed fucked me to thy kingdom come and back to earth. Once again, filling me up with thick creamy sperm juice and remodeling my DNA.

Couple of days later, we visited his wife at the center and it was quite a sad moment because she said it was like her dead son had returned to her. 

After I've given her and the charity organisation cash donations and gifts I'd bought, they prayed for me and I bid them farewell. 

Back in the hotel room, I showered together with Obed and he fucked me asunder in the shower room. 

When I finally went to my parents, I found myself sneaking to the East to spend some days with Obed. Even when I eventually went back to base, i felt incomplete and miserable. 

We miss each other so much and I cannot wait to come back to my lover at every given opportunity. 

If I'm to be honest, I really don't feel guilty because Chuks also dated married men when he was still alive so, why should his fathers case be different?

Written by

Austin E.