“Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.” – Charles Dickens
We all hate the storm that comes after the honeymoon. All I wanted in life was to be a happy student and girlfriend. The only drama I wanted was the one on Skeem Saam. My life was becoming a real life Skeem Saam and I was not happy with it. Sometimes you just want to wake up, have breakfast and enjoy the rest of the day without anything or anyone disturbing your peace. My urine was on stand-by when Una opened that door. I was ready to mess myself. You could swear he knew there was someone in that apartment by the way he opened the door. I chose to remain outside because I was not ready to see Una chopping Marcia to death. I tried my best to protect Marcia but when your time has arrived no one can stop it. Somethings are just meant to happen nje.
“Babe, why are you standing outside? What is wrong?” Una asked from inside my apartment. That was quite a shocker because I expected to hear Marcia screaming and begging for life. Part of me thought he wanted me to get in so he could kill both of us at the same time. I wanted to say something but my brain went blank. He came back to the door and pulled me. Marcia was nowhere to be seen. I even went to the bathroom to check if she was there but there was no sign of her. My place was just the way I left it. I gave a sigh of relief and said a short prayer. Una asked me to finish peeing because he wanted to use the bathroom. Shem, poor guy thought I was using the toilet. I flushed just to give him an impression that I was peeing. I didn’t want him to be suspicious.
Una went to the bathroom as soon as I got out. I charged my phone and switched it on. I wanted to check what I missed since Una expropriated it. Before I could even check the first message Una appeared from the bathroom naked. People think we are exaggerating when we say Nigerian guys have big cocks. Una’s dick looked like some rare creature from the Amazon rainforest. From distance you would think he had a hand between his thighs. It was hitting his thighs has as he walked. I think he was flaunting it purposefully. “Do you like it?” he asked in an erotic fashion. I looked at him and licked my lips twice. Sex was the last thing in my mind but seeing that Amazon creature made me want to swallow it on the spot. He got closer to me and grabbed my butt.
He sat on the edge on the bed with his firm thighs a bit stretched. When people think of the Lord’s Prayer they think of Our Father Who Art in Heaven, Hallowed Be Thy Name. Not girls from Braamfontein!!!! In Braamfontein the Lord’s Prayer is when you go down on your knees and let your mouth do the praying on his dick. You can’t do that with small-dicked guys. What would you call it? Our Little Son Who Art in Heaven? Una deserved some prayer giving back my car. The way his dick was so big I wished I had a crane to help me to put it in my mouth. I held it gently with both hands and licked the head. When I softly put 33% of his dick in my mouth he started breathing heavily. I could feel his soul knocking on the heaven’s door. He grabbed my head and tried to push it towards his dick. I knew he wanted to deep-throat me. I opened my mouth to its full capacity but his 18-wheeler was just too big for my oral driveway.
After ten minute of eating him, he helped me to stand up. I knew it was about to go down when he undressed me. I told him I had not taken a proper bath but he didn’t give a toss. All he wanted was to see his Amazon creature inside me. He made me lie on the bed with my legs stretched. I was so wet I could quench the entire village’s thirst. I found his well-built body very attractive. Guys always tell us how we should look sexy for them, that time mo-guy has a body that looks like those cement mixing trucks at construction sites. Women want sexy men too. We are tired of thinking of Trey Songs when you are on top of us. I asked him to be gentle because his dick was huge. I didn’t want to feel as if I was giving birth to a Zulu son.
He entered nicely and slowly and I had my entire body shivering. I went “ah ah ah mmmmmmmhhh oh oh babe, I am feeling you. I am all yours babe.” If your punani does not grip with a Nigerian guy, you just have to go spend at least a month in Moria my sister. Just as Una was about to increase the pace of his strokes, I saw some movement from my closet. At first I thought monate was pipi was playing games with my mind. I zoomed with my eyes and I saw Marcia peeping from inside the closet. She was even grinning. Una was on top of me chopping hard at that moment. I felt my punani going dry on the spot. I was pissed to the core. I couldn’t jump because Una would be suspicious. “Babe….babe, let’s go shag in the shower. I want to experience an Aqua-Smash,” that was me trying to get us out of Marcia’s sight. Fortunately Una didn’t refuse. The poor guy probably thought I was being kinky. We shagged in the shower for almost 15 minutes. I didn’t even enjoy because I was thinking of Marcia. I left Una in the shower cubicle breathing heavily. I went straight to the closet to check if Marcia was still there.
…..for a second I thought my eyes were misleading me!!!!