THE NIGERIEN

     The wife and kids had already arrived in the UAE for the summer holidays, Chima was to join his family the following day. Realizing that he had run out of toiletries, the bulky man decided to visit the nearby supermarket to buy some. His car turned into the untarred road that served as a short-cut to the popular supermarket brand, causing him to drive slowly. He looked at the road especially with little children walking by the sides of the road and also in case anyone jumped in front of his vehicle – the security situation was a shambles in recent times.

Just then his vehicle passed a woman carrying a small nylon on her hand, Chima would not have noticed had he not looked at his side mirror.

“All these ones probably have plenty children, they’re so petite, fair – Nigerien beggars.” Chima said to himself. The man unconsciously began slowing down his vehicle to get a better view of fair skinned, petite, Nigerien beggar - who eventually caught up with his car, and walked past the slowly moving vehicle.

Chima’s cock was hard and pushing against his shorts.

“Why my prick dey hard on top this Nigerien beggar, good thing I have a condom under the driver’s seat for emergencies like this – let me enjoy myself before I join my family in Dubai.” Chima said to himself.

Fatima had been lost in thought, this was not the life Abdul had promised her when he brought her from the Niger Republic. Eight children and the forced necessity of sending five to live with their maternal grandparents while the three older ones lived with her, and her absentee husband.

“Look at this fine car, its fine sha, abeg let me hurry and get to the pharmacy before they close.” Fatima muttered to herself not noticing that she had now passed the vehicle that had zoomed past her.

“Hello…” was the only word the Nigerien beggar understood from the man's lips. Fatima wondered what this man was saying “Ba English.” Fatima replied in Hausa, motioning that she didn't understand what the man was saying.

Chima sighed. His cock was hard because of this unkempt Nigerien beggar.

If she didn’t understand English, perhaps she understood the universal language.

Fatima looked at the mint Naira notes the man was waving from inside the car, they were much, she could see “1,000” on the notes and they were five in number “5,000 Naira.” she correctly guessed. But why was the man showing her this money? Fatima wondered.

Fatima looked at the gate of the shopping mall to see if the pharmacy was still opened; it was enough time for Chima, to unzip and release his erect penis which stood upright, throbbing with life. Farida’s eyes widen upon seeing the man’s penis.

“This man, this kind of thing is not done during the evening but at night, but I need this is his money.” Fatima said to herself in her native dialect.

Fatima approached the window of the car as though she were giving directions, and her right hand went for the middle section of Chima’s cock and she began to stroke it – Chima licked his lips savoring the sweet sensation as the woman gave him a handjob with her fair-skinned right hand.

“Prick e big.” The Nigerien beggar said in broken English, praising Chima for his endowment, even as she stroked his cock.

“Yeah.” Chima replied “I want to put my prick inside your toto.” Chima said in Pidgin English.

Fatima looked away, smiling sheepishly “Add.” The Nigerien beggar replied pointing to the Naira Notes next to Chima’s exposed cock.

Chima obliged.

Fatima instructed the horny man to drive down a little further, as she disappeared into the woods. As the car turned the corner, Chima, his cock still out, drove slowly, looking for the object of his lust.

Fatima appeared by the road and waved for the man to stop as though he were a taxi.

Stopping, Fatima entered into the vehicle and she directed Chima on where to go.

Parking the vehicle in a secluded area, Fatima climbed to the back of the vehicle as Chima follows suit, he holds his breath but is surprised that the woman has a Arabic perfume scent.

Chima pulls the woman’s underwear and sees her pussy lips, he licks his lips and with his left hand he fondles Fatima’s right nipple, as uses his cock head to stroke her clit. He beats the rod-like orifice, up and down with his cock before opting to finger her for faster wetness. Fatima moans in pleasure when she feels the hard cock push against her vagina opening.

Chima pushed his cock into the tight vagina “Oga! Commot am! E dey too big.” Fatima pleaded as she felt her insides being stretched by the thick cock of Chima. Then he couldn’t move further in, and had to begin his thrusts even as the Nigerien beggar pleaded for her life.

“I go soon cum.” Chima said trying to reassure the Nigerien beggar, even as tried his best to thrust his cock in the tight space. Fatima moved her waist to stimulate her penetrators cock – brushing the cock with the rough surface of her pussy.

Then her pussy opened again, and Chima’s cock was able to move in again by then the woman was having an orgasm.

Chima came in the Nigerien woman, his creamy cum sliding out as soon as he removed his cock.

“Can you walk?” Chima asked noticing that Fatima was still lying at the back of his car, her legs still spread.

The woman couldn’t understand what the man was saying until he motioned with his hands, and she shook her head in the negative, she needed time for the hole Chima had made to slowly close so she could walk.

Eventually it did, but she made her way back to her husbands’ house, walking with a swag.

Chima rushed to the pharmacy to buy drugs just in case, he would have contracted a disease. Fatima decided against going to the pharmacy as earlier planned, would the drug work, now that another man had released his semen in her, she wondered – Abdul’s supervisor, Faisal had sneaked in and slept with her as usual and had given her some money for the tryst and as usual money for the contraceptive; this stranger had done the same except he probably assumed she would use some of the money for the contraceptive.

Fatima watched the vehicle and saw the estate that it had entered into.

If she was pregnant, this stranger was going to be the father whether it was his or Faisal’s pregnancy.

The following day, Chima was reunited with his wife and family.

Sex with his wife was not the same as Fatima, whose tight pussy challenged his cock but he dutiful did his duty as a husband.

Fatima did her duty as a wife, even as her husband rightly guessed that her pussy was not gripping his cock as well as it used to.

Chima missed Fatima, Fatima missed Chima and the pair would walk and drive along the road they first met – hoping to bump into each other.

Ten years, they continued to ‘bump’ into each other.

Fatima and her kids were the only ones invited for parties from the families that lived in the small shanty town that had sprung up to cater for workers working in the Estates. They would have not had their affair discovered were it not for an innocent observation by Chima’s last child, that “Some of Auntie Fatima’s kids are black while others are fair – the ones that are black look like me, Mummy why is that?.”

Chima’s wife choose to live in the illusion that her husband would never plunge his cock into another woman, talk less of a Nigerien beggar that lived in a shanty.

The truth of Abdul’s absence was revealed – he had joined a terror group, he was making money kidnapping & ransoming, one day one of his subordinates walked in on Abdul fucking one of his many wives and emptied his machine gun into the lovers.

Chima moved Fatima and their children into a rented apartment, then and only then was Mrs. Susan Amadi’s illusions scattered.

The End.