The time was just past noon and the sun burned scorching in the sky. I had waited for over ten minutes in the sun, waiting for a cab to take me to the terminal of the young shall grow transport company, one of the biggest transport companies for long distance travel by road in Nigeria. I had planned on going to Port Harcourt for my NYSC. Having packed up, in tight jeans, revealing the curves my mama gave me, getting out of Lagos as fast as possible was my only hope to getting into Rivers before the gates are closed and NYSC orientation begins.
"Ajuwaya," a bald voice started from behind me.
"yes, you," he continued after moments of silence, nodding in the forward direction, as though confirming to my enquiring look that he was referring to me.
"you are a corper? Fresh meat going to the slaughter?" he asked, smiling as though there was something about me he already knew.
"Do I know you?" I asked, advancing towards him, dragging my pile of bags behind me.
He said nothing, instead he smiled with a grin that awoken something inside of me. My body shivered and my pussy shrugged.
He was masculine, built and tall. He had tight body hug shirt, a v-neck that revealed his chest hair, and though his jeans trousers were loose, I could see the shape of his penis perfectly well. He was above six feet tall and was covered in sweat. His voice barked in a sexy masculine pound that gripped my heart every time a word buffered.
He grabbed my breast.
I screamed and pushed his hands off me. This was the middle of the day and the street was very busy with busses, commuters and pedestrians walking to and fro. He grinned with a loud smile.
"What was that for," I shouted, tossing off his hands from my breast and smacking against his other hand in a second attempt to my breast. As I swung off the hands away from him, I accidentally smashed the back of my palm against his dick. It was rock solid and long. He didn't wear any boxers, instead had a tight pant that let the dick stretch to rest on his right thighs. He smiled. I was lost.
I removed my hands from his penis, lost and dumbfounded.
He pressed it back against his penis, and for a moment I wondered why nobody even noticed what was happening. He held my hands and took me to a waiting bike, signalled to the bike man to go and soon brought me to a small building, some sort of guest house with one entrance and a small reception just after the front door.
I followed him, unconscious of what was happening. My heart however kept dreaming about the dick I felt, about how hard it was, how long it was, how heavy it was and what it would look like in real life. I felt my pussy wet, my pants couldn't hold the juice, and every time he looked back at me with that grin I felt my legs shiver as though about to give in.
"After you," he opened the door and stepped aside, letting me in first.
I stepped in and waited just before the bed, as a sheep to the slaughter.
He came in behind me and immediately squeezed my breasts with his huge hands. They were firm and strong, smouldering and squashing every inch of my breast.
I moaned, crying as I felt his protruding dick slap between the chicks of my buttocks.
He tore my top and my skirt also. My pants were already wet from my warm juice. He removed his dick from his pants and forcefully plunged into my pussy. It was so painful that I cried. He was groaning as though he hadn't had sex in a long while. He began throbbing, hastily pounding me, harder by the seconds. I was moaning and holding unto his strong palm that balanced him by strapping his hands against my waist. I have never had doggy this rough.
"I want to go fully into you," he said as he spread both his leg to gain full balance on the ground.
I readied myself for the the incoming invasion. My pussy was already wet and wide. At this state I could take even a keke napep.
He plunged into me, slamming deeper. I moaned and cried as he pounded harder. It was as though my heart was going to burst. As he pounded he got longer and erected harder. The thrust kept going and going, deeper and deeper and after twenty minutes I felt a burst of hot cum pour into my pussy. He released with a loud shout. So did I, panting heavily as I fell to the bed for the first time since I got in.
We both slept afterwards and I didn't stand until around 5:00PM. He was awake, bathed and dressed. On the table of the hotel room I noticed him going through a series of papers. I asked what they were and he said they were his credentials. He was a corper posted to Portharcourt, Rivers State.
I screamed, not because we were going to serve in the same place, but because I forgot my things at the road this afternoon, about six hours ago.
"Relax," he said, pointing to a corner in the room.
I looked in the direction of his point and realized my bag with my credentials.
I heaved a sigh of relief. He had gone to get them for me.
"You said what?" I interrupted my calm. It had just processed in me what he said about service.
"Yes, I am a coper and will be leaving first thing tomorrow morning to Portharcourt by charter ride."
I told him I was also a corper to serve in portharcourt. I stood and showed him my callup letter just as
I checked his callup letter to confirm the obvious. He let out a smile, more of a deceptive grin, grabbed my waist, lifting me up till my bobs stard at him. That was the beginning of a long night of fucking.
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