Slowly, his fingers found their way into my honey pot. He stuck his fingers deep into my pussy and the harder he tried, the more painful it was. He was actually enjoying himself at my expense. When he was done fingering me, he pulled down my pant and my skirt and climbed out of his trouser and pant too. He switched over to my boobs and began to fondle them hungrily. He sucked my nipples so hard that I feared he was going to yank them off my breasts. And then, as though he was suddenly possessed by some mysterious force, the man bent over, lifted me off the floor and carried me straight to his bedroom.
The room was big and very neat. And the bed was the type they call king size. It was massive. And I wondered what he was doing with a bed that big and how many women he must’ve ‘slaughtered’ on it. We were both naked now. And he dropped me on the bed, laid on top of me as he climbed in between my legs, spreading my legs wide apart. Then, slowly, he began to knock on the door of my pussy with his big, black and scary Anaconda….The dragon was about to enter….
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I felt something big, massive, penetrating through my pleasure hole, feeling up my stomach, my lungs, and almost coming out through my mouth. The man’s dick was that big. Well, at least, for me. I had only had sex once before he and his nephew took advantage of me. I was more or less half a virgin, if there is any such thing. Slowly, he was pushing himself further inside me. He could not go any faster because the tunnel was damn too tight for him. But God, it was painful. The man was not interested in knowing whether I was ready for him or not. But if truth be told, I could never be ready for a callous beast like him. He could romance me and touch different parts of my body all day and I would never get wet or be desirous of him. By the time he touched down the very bottom of my honey pot, I felt a sharp explosion inside my head. I opened my mouth wide to scream but not a word came out. Yes, indeed, the dragon had landed right inside me!
“Oh, boy, you’re so sweet, so tight..” the idiot moaned in my ears as he glided in and out of me. His big bulgy eyes were filled with so much pleasure. He lowered his face and tried to kiss me on the mouth but I promptly turned my face away. It was bad enough that he was fucking me, now he wanted me to kiss him too!
The man tore my stomach apart. He was practically rearranging my intestines with his Anaconda. He took one of my boobs in his mouth and began to play with, licking and nibbling at the nipple. I just laid spread out on the bed for him, watching him violate me. I pulled and held on to his bed spread, clawing at the thick cloth, trying to contain the excruciating pain he was putting me through. Perhaps if the man wasn’t taking undue advantage of me the way he was doing, maybe I would’ve found him to be a pleasant experience. But there is no way a man would be acting this selfishly and callously to a woman and still expect her to enjoy making love to him, except of course if she’s stupid.
“Are you not enjoying me? Don’t you like it?” the idiot asked, a wide grin on his stupid face.
“No, I am not!” I snapped at him. “Please, get it over with and don’t release inside me, and you’re not even wearing a condom,” I said to him.
The man gave a sadistic “I shouldn’t release inside you? What are you scared of again, another second pregnancy to add to the one already inside you? You’re indeed still very young, please don’t make me laugh.”
It was then I realized that truly, it no longer mattered whether he wore a condom or not, the damage had been done already. And he couldn’t possibly make it worse.
I closed my eyes as the beast tore in and out of me. He hooked my legs with his hands and kept them well spread apart for him. The tears began to roll down my face slowly and quietly. I was really sorry for myself. And I began to wonder how I got myself into this mess. Soon, the man pulled his dick out of my pussy and just when I was starting to thank my stars that he was done, he held me by the waist and turned me over on the bed. Then he said, “turn over, baby girl, I want to take you from behind, its doggy style now!”
I almost let out a huge scream. After more than ten minutes of pounding me with his big sugar stick, he is still asking for doggy? How can this man be so terribly heartless? How would he feel if I were his own daughter or younger sister?
“But, sir, this is not fair, this is not fair at all,” I lamented, my voice choked with up pain. “Why are you treating me like this? Why are you turning me into your sex slave for no just cause?”
The bastard grinned as he turned me over. “My dear, life itself is not fair. Sometimes it treats us right, sometimes it doesn’t. You might be thinking now that what I’m doing is not fair, but trust me, later when you look back at all I have done, you will thank me for saving you from the humiliation and pain you would’ve gone through if you had kept the pregnancy. Imagine a young, pretty and obviously intelligent girl like you going about the whole village with a pregnancy that has no owner! Now, I am offering to use my hard earned money to help you get rid of the pregnancy and shame that will come with it and you still think that’s not fair? Abeg, stop grumbling and let’s enjoy ourselves.” And without a word more, he turned me over, knelt behind me on the bed and with my ass in his hands, he guided his black Mamba deep down into honey pot.
I felt like he was going to burst my stomach in two. I could literally feel his massive dick maneuvering its way through my intestines. The pain was massive, the torture was terrifying. I closed my eyes and clenched my fists in anguish so I could shut my mind to the pain, but it was an exercise in futility. The pain was too intense to ignore. And as he tore into me from behind, each wicked thrust taking away with it every shred of dignity I had left as a young girl, I felt hot flood of tears push away the gates of my eyes as they forced their way down my face. I started to cry. I was helpless. There was nothing else to do other than weep for my lost and shattered soul….
The man was thoroughly enjoying himself. He grabbed my boobs from behind with both hands, fondling them roughly as he pummeled me hard and furious. How I did not slip into unconsciousness still remains a mystery to me to this day. And finally, I felt him jerking, groaning and shaking feverishly behind me. He was finally going to ‘release’ and bring this nightmare to an end. He held my ass firmly and was pumping hard into me, moaning loudly like a woman in labour pain.
“Don’t release inside me, sir, please, don’t release inside me,” I begged him. But the man was barely listening to me. He just kept pounding as he held my ass firmly from behind.
“And why shouldn’t I, so that the pregnancy in your womb won’t become double, right?” he said sarcastically as he continued to pummel me like there will be no tomorrow. I gave up trying to convince him. All of this nightmare will go away soon, I assured myself. And then, finally, it was over. The idiot released every single drop of semen inside him right into me and at that moment, I felt the whole world had finally come crashing down on me…
