LONGER THROAT.

 LONGER THROAT.

Yinka did his job as a professional.

Monday mornings, he was at the Philips compound to begin his week-long detail as the Millionaires security detail.

Friday evenings, he was out there as soon as his boss let him go.

His Saturdays and Sundays were his most treasured days, where he got to see Ifeoma, his wife.

In the huge mansion, they were the only two apart from the staff that worked in the mansion – his friend had mentioned that the man had only recently got married, having been a bachelor for so long.

The only consolation Yinka got from the boring job, was seeing the petite wife of his boss, Mrs. Shade Philips - a specimen, a specimen of voluptuousness. Short but endowed with the widest hips that Yinka had ever seen till date. When the woman walked, her buttocks didn’t gyrate, they were disciplined in their motions but they protruded outwards.

The bodyguards in their free time, gossiped about their boss’s wife. It was generally agreed that the Chief was not fucking the woman well and she was only with him for his money, they all agreed – some even postulated that she had a lover who is servicing her properly.

A month after resuming, Yinka had closed for the weekend, when Shade sent for him via a text message to his mobile phone.

‘This is not fair, you know my husband has been cheating on me, but you didn’t tell me.’ Shade said sobbing.

Yinka was not aware but realized that in this revelation, lay an opportunity.

‘Ma, I am sorry that happened, but some men are not just satisfied with what they have.’ Yinka said placing his hand on Shade’s shoulders.

As she rested her head on muscular chest, the man looked down and saw the big mountain that constituted Shade’s buttocks.

Sliding his hands downwards from her shoulder to her big buttocks, he gently massages them, as Shade moans.

‘Oh Yinka.’ Shade says.

‘Let me make you happy.’ Yinka replied.

‘How?’ Shade asked, looking up to Yinka.

The man lifts her by her big buttocks up against the wall, as he parts her thick thighs and they begin to exchange kisses.

‘That’s how it all started…’ the man says showing the short-haired, big buttocks woman the video on his mobile, as they are seated in the parlor.

‘Let’s do this in a hotel room, I will tell Chief that I am not okay with Akpos as my bodyguard…’ Shade said in-between kisses.

‘No O. that will raise his suspicion, Shade. No one saw me coming upstairs, we can fuck and no one will know – I just hope you don’t moan so loudly, though.’ Yinka said smiling.

‘I can’t even remember, chief doesn’t fuck that regularly.’ Shade replied.

‘Ah if I was your husband, I would be fucking you every day.’ Yinka said.

‘Hmm.’ Shade replied.

Not long after, the pair were naked with Shade sucking Yinka’s thick 9 inch cock…

The woman watching the video reacts angrily and promises to do everything she is seeing in the video, the man holding the phone nods his head and smiles.

Yinka goes down on Shade’s clit.

Shade moans deeply.

The man fast forwards the video.

‘Why’re you doing that?’ the woman asks.

‘He’s doing that thing for a long time, Ehen, he has finished.’ The man says tapping on the play button.

Yinka gets up and moves closer to Shade as she lays on the bed, his left hand acts as support which he places by the left side of her face while he uses his right hand to hold his erect cock, guiding it to her wet ass pussy.

The woman moans again as Yinka’s hard cock head kisses her pussy lips.

Her moans only increase in tempo as the cock begins to push deeper into her wet orifice.

Soon he’s fully in and giving her deep and hard thrusts, much to her adulterous delight.

Yinka completely covers Shade as they fuck in the missionary position.

The woman holds on to her penetrator for dear life, as her pussy attempts to grip the thrusting cock.

‘Please cum, cum quickly.’ Shade pleaded.

Yinka was surprised, the plea was usually for the man not to explode deep in the woman, as he was fucking without a condom.

‘Okay baby.’ Yinka replied, as he pushes his cock as deep as it can go.

The woman watching the video shakes her head ‘Okay baby indeed.’

‘I am going to cum! O fuck! Fuck! O Shade you are so sweet!’ Yinka declares as his voluminous cum comes out of his cock and lands deep inside Shade’s pussy, and onto its surface.

Yinka pulls out and lies next to Shade.

As they begin to talk, the video comes to an end.

The woman immediately goes on her knees ‘Please Sir, I am begging on behalf of my husband, Yinka – don’t sack him.’

‘Ifeoma, honestly was going to – but then I would also have to explain why I didn’t fire you also from my company.’

‘Toh. It’s not like we are not guilty also – you can see how painful to see another man fucking your wife. Chief Philips.’ Ifeoma said looking away.

Chief Philips replied ‘But we don’t do that.’

‘We are knocking on that door.’ Ifeoma replied.

‘Ahahan. Sitting on my laps in my office is not the same as fucking.’ The Chief countered.

‘Your prick no dey get hard when I seat on your laps?’ Ifeoma asked

‘Of course.’ The Chief replied

‘You no dey rub my thighs ni.’ Ifeoma continued.

‘Ehn I do.’ Chief Philips replied.

‘I sucked you on your birthday, didn’t I?’ the man nodded his head ‘this video you’re showing me, is to get me to open my legs for you. Smart move.’ Ifeoma continued shaking her head.

Hours later.

Yinka yet again empties his load deep inside Shade.

They lie next to each other as Shade turns to her lover and looks into his eyes.

‘I am pregnant Yinka, and I am very sure it’s yours.’ Shade said looking into her lovers eyes.

Yinka had a mix of joy and dread ‘You see, that’s why you need a young fertile man like me, pumping you full of life-giving semen.’

Shade shook her head as she laughed and cuddled up in her lover’s arms.

Hours later, Yinka was on his way home and finally arrived.

Seeing Chief Philip’s car, many thoughts crossed his mind – had the man found out about his affair with his wife, wait, was the man fucking his wife…

The muscular man went round the bungalow to where the window of the bedroom was.

Peeping through the window, he sees his wife, Ifeoma getting fucked by Chief Philips – doggy style.

He records them.

Once the man cums in his wife, he heads to the front door. Fucking his wife is a physical exercise even for him who has muscles, it’d be a knockout for a physically unfit Chief Philips, and he’d probably be fast asleep.

Ifeoma hears the knocking on the door, its intensity could only mean one thing.

She wraps her wrapper and heads to the door, mobile phone in hand.

The door opens and Yinka is about unleash his fury, when he sees a mobile phone thrust in his face, he stutters as he sees himself fucking Shade in the video.

‘You wanted to say something,’ Ifeoma said, then seeing his mobile phone ‘or show me something?’

Yinka is speechless.

Ifeoma looks back.

‘He’s snoring like he even did anything.’ Ifeoma says ‘please help me get Postinor from the pharmacy or do you want to fuck me first? Your boss was boring.’

Chief Philips wakes up and in a panic dresses up quickly and dashes to the parlor.

Only to meet Ifeoma, her hair scattered, holding onto Yinka for dear life as Yinka furiously fucks her, up against the wall – positioned in-between her thick thighs – just like how he fucked his wife, Shade.

Assuming that this is Ifeoma’s ploy to aid his escape, the man motions her quietly that he would call her later but she looks away as her husband rams his thick cock, deep inside her ‘you’re fucking me like a real man, baby!’ Ifeoma declares in a slight against the tiptoeing man.

Shade demands that her husband, Chief Philips sack Ifeoma, having received intelligence that the latter was always seen coming out of his office – she receives her sex video from Ifeoma, and she wisely dies the matter. Chief Philips still reeling from Ifeoma’s diss, makes it known to Yinka that he will be sacked at any time – he too also sees his sex video courtesy of Yinka.

Months later, Yinka would die under mysterious circumstances.

Chief Philips would reappear in Ifeoma’s life under the guise of consoling the widow and providing financial support – only to be found dead of a heart attack in a hotel. He was seen entering the premises at night accompanied by a thick woman.

Epilogue:

Ifeoma walks up to Idara, as she stands by the stream, no word is said amongst the duo as Ifeoma hands back Idara the vial of powder.

Mrs. Shade Philips.

Ifeoma, Yinka's wife.