A young Nigerian kid gets involved with a much older relative.
I was only 12 when my mother died in a car crash and I went to live with her mother in the village. Since, I didn’t know who my Dad was (and my Mom didn’t know either), staying with my father was out of the question.
I am sure you’re wondering how come my Mom didn’t know who the father of her only son was. Well it’s not so strange if you believe the local legend that my mom had a habit of keeping men entertained, and when she got pregnant with me, all she could say was “It should be one out of those five guys…erm…14 if you count the nine other guys I slept with the previous week.”
Anyway, I was the result of one of those dalliances and of course none of those fourteen guys ever acknowledged me. So, I lived with my mom and despite her inexplicable late nights and the mysterious man –or woman-that came back with her on some nights, I was still well cared for.
My Mom must have been a hard worker indeed because there was always food on the table, good clothes on my body and she made sure I attended very good schools. I’ve often wondered what happened when my mom met with the Principal of an exclusive secondary school in his closed office, and told me to wait outside so that she can discuss with him. Whatever she told him must have worked because I was admitted in the school right away on the school’s scholarship. But I felt it strange that both parties seemed out of breath when they opened the office and were sweating. Obviously, the air conditioner was not functioning effectively.
When my mother died in a car crash, I was devastated. I could not understand the snickers of my neighbours when it came out that my mom’s face was on the lap of the Principal who was driving and his trouser zip was open when the car somehow spun out of control and collided with a lamp post. Nor could I understand why the principal who had been so sweet to me, suddenly turned cold and told me that the scholarship was no longer available.
So I was bundled off to live with my 50 year old grandmother in the village and three years later she too died of a heart attack (and I swear this is true!) in a hotel room with the village headmaster in whose school she had been allowed to operate the food canteen. What is it with women in my family with teachers?!
So again, I was alone at 15 until I received a phone call from my Aunty Nekky in United States asking whether I wanted to come and live with her. I could barely remember her. The last time, I remembered seeing her was at my Mom’s burial. Nevertheless, I jumped at the idea and a few months later, I received my letter of invitation, my passport and my visa. Then I was on the flight from Nigeria to United States!
My Aunt was waiting for me at the California Airport when I landed and then I stopped dead in my tracks. I was looking at my mother! Or rather almost a carbon copy of my mother. Despite the three years gap between them (my mom being the elder), you would almost think they were identical twins. They both had the same breath-taking beauty they had inherited from their mother. The same breasts and the same curved ass, the same dark glossy skin. Her hips were considerably wider than my mom’s who had maintained her trim figure and her breasts were fuller. In her late 30s, she was dynamite.
Her face broke into a smile when she saw me and I was caught in her embrace. Her perfume made me head swim as my face was caught in between those impressive boobs.
“Obi!” she exclaimed. I remembered that was her pet name for me. A hazy picture of a memory of my mom calling me that name when I was little flashed in my mind. And then the picture was gone. Nobody had called me that name again since Aunt Nekky left. “See how big you have grown!”
“Aunt Nekky.” I clung to her with all my might. This was my only surviving relative-at least the only one I knew. I am sure that it was the emotional moment that sent a tingle to my cock and not the fact that was my face was squeezed between her breasts.
We broke apart and she looked at me with loving eyes. “Obi, you are going to live with me. You’re my only relative so I’m going to take care of you. Ok?”
I nodded not trusting myself to speak. Then I suddenly blurted out. “You didn’t come to Grandma’s funeral.”
It was her turn to nod, tears welling in her eyes. “I know. I’m sorry. I really am.”
“But why didn’t you?”
“I’ll tell you about it later. I and mom had a fallout and she banished me. Anyway, that’s all in the past. The important thing is that you are here and we are going to have a grand old time. Now let’s go to my car.”
She led me to a Toyota Lexus which I gaped at before entering the plush leather seats. It seemed that my Aunt Nekky was a successful woman too. She got behind the wheel and minutes later, the car was purring along the coastal highway. The drive took almost a quarter of an hour before we stopped in front a plush white beach house. Again, I gaped at the luxurious house.
“Aunt Nekky, what do you do?”
“I make movies. I’m what you call a producer” I thought I detected a small smirk on her as she said this but that must have been my imagination.
She led me upstairs to my room. The interior of the house sent the same signal as the exterior. The house belonged to a successful woman. That night we had a good time, cooking and having dinner. She regaled me with stories of the mischiefs she and my mom used to be up to which sent me into gales of laughter. That night, I slept happier than I have been in a long time.
A few days passed. Just like my mom, she usually worked odd hours. Sometimes, she will sleep in all day and leave at night. On other days, it will be the other way round.
It was on one of those mornings she left that I got bored and in my wonderings I noticed that her bedroom door was ajar. Usually she locked it when leaving but she must have left in a hurry and forgotten to close the door. I have been into her room only once or twice when she was around so curiousity got the better of me.
I entered the room feeling a little excitement that I was in her room alone. At the foot of her bed was a television and DVD player and on the player was a DVD plate. A label was stuck on the player. I read the label: THE DEVIL IN MISS NEKKY-ROUGH CUT.
Intrigued, I inserted it into the DVD. It took me a few minutes to figure out to operate the TV set and then the film came on.
Aunt Nekky appeared on the screen wearing a black dress with a long slit and her beautiful titties were almost hanging out of her cleavage. Two men followed her into the house and they were talking. Not used to the American accent and even less so to Black American accent, I could only pick one or two words out of their conversation. But frankly, I didn’t care. My gaze was fixed on Aunt Nekky. She looked like an exact replica of my mom and was truly very beautiful. One of the men put her hands on the neck of her dress and what happened next took my breath away.
He tore the dress into two and my Aunt stood naked. She wore no bra, no panties. She stood akimbo, looking at the man defiantly without shame or fear, a half mocking smile on her lips. My mouth went dry as I stared at her magnificent body. Her wide hips, her slightly sagging breast. I forced back the thought that crept to my mind that it was wrong to stare at my Aunt’s naked body. But I couldn’t help myself as I stared at her tempting boobs, her trimmed pussy hair and long legs. I had never seen a naked woman before.
As I watched on the screen, my Aunt dropped to her knees and unzipped the man’s fly and brought out a long thin cock. The other guy, light skinned stood behind her groping her boobs.
“My God!” I swore as my aunt took the man’s cock in her mouth. And then it struck me I was watching a blue film. I had heard about these kind of movies but I had never seen one. My beautiful Aunt Nekky was a porn star!
I watched as she sucked the man’s big cock. I watched as they stripped and fucked her on the floor. I watched as one of the men took her from behind while she sucked the other’s dick. I watched as the men changed positions and kept on fucking her. I watched as one withdrew his cock and inserted into her asshole while the other sucked her cunt. I watched as the man’s tongue slurped her cunt, her asshole and the other man’s cock. I watched as my aunt moaned in joyful ecstasy while my excitement mounted to a feverish pitch. I watched as the men cried out, withdrew their cocks and exploded white thick cum all over her face which she licked greedily.
“Enjoying yourself?”
I spun round and their stood my aunt Nekky, looking at me with the same mocking smile on her face. She wore a polka dotted mini dress with spaghetti straps and a low plunging neck line that her boobs struggled to get out of. I hadn’t heard her come in as I had been so engrossed in the movie.
“Aunt…I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… I didn’t know…” I stammered, scared and humiliated.
“Relax…I’m not angry with you,” she said smiling. “Besides, I can see you enjoyed it” She pointed at my shorts and I looked down. The sign of my “enjoyment” was my 15 year old cock sticking out through the flap in my shorts. I suddenly remembered that I had opened my flap to stroke my cock while watching the film.
“Oh my God!” I burst out on the verge of tears. I tried to take it in but it was hard and erect.
“Leave it”
I looked up at her, surprised. Her voice had suddenly turned husky. Her eyes were glazed. She came softly to me, her eyes on my throbbing cock with every step.
“Obi, you’ve really grown…” Her voice was soft as she reached out and grasped my teenage cock with even softer fingers. I gasped as electricity went through my body.
“Do you think I’m beautiful?” Her voice was almost a whisper.
I nodded, my heart was pounding.
“Do you like me touching you?”
I nodded again.
“Lie on the floor”
I obeyed instantly. I was almost hypnotized as lay on my back looking up at her, wondering what she wanted to do. She placed her feet at both sides of my head and I could gaze into her cunt. My first sight of a naked pussy. It was still trimmed.
“I’ve been dreaming of this day ever since I saw you naked running in the rain after Jenny’s funeral,” she murmured, half to herself.
My mind flashed back when a few days after my Mom was buried, me and my friends were playing in the rain and like most Nigerian kids usually do when it rains, we were playing naked. I now vaguely recalled my aunt standing under the balcony looking at us but I had not thought much about it.
The memory flitted away as she squatted on an inch over my mouth, her eyes boring into mine as I inhaled the sweetness of her womanhood. Without being told what to do, I instinctively extended my tongue and caressed her clit with it.
She almost jumped and gasped. For a porn star, I was surprised at her reaction thinking that she must have gotten used to various tongues on her pussy. But then it hit me that what got her so excited was the perversity of her pussy being eaten by her sister’s son, the realization of a long secret fantasy. Then it struck me that leaving her room open, the disc lying convenient on the table for me to find had been her strategy to seduce me. And it had worked!
In fact it had worked so perfectly, that I lay underneath her munching her cunt. Obviously, I was a novice, being my first cunt meal. But what I lacked in experience, I made up in enthusiasm as I attacked her cunt vigorously. I was obviously doing the right thing because she grasped my head tightly and pushed my mouth further into her wet pussy as she groaned.
“Obi, please don’t stop. Don’t stop. Eat my cunt, my… nephew”
I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. My tongue dipped right inside her cunt. Suddenly she gave a cry, and my mouth was flooded with juices. I tried removing my mouth but she held my head tightly as her body shuddered with orgasm after orgasm. She eventually lay still panting. Then she crawled off my body and lay beside me, still panting.
I turned to face her.
“Now you know what I really do. I star in porn movies and a few years ago, I was able to save enough money to start producing them. The movies paid for all this.” She waved at the house “Are you disgusted?”
“No Aunt. I’m not. I know my Mom… entertained men.”
“Don’t be ashamed to say it with me. May be with others but not with me. Your mother was a whore. A high priced whore. Me and your mom have always been highly sexual. We always loved sex. We had so many orgies together. We inherited our sex drive from my mother I guess. My Dad died when we were little so Mom had many lovers to keep us fed.
“We lost our virginity together at the age of 13. Our landlord fucked us both and we loved it. After that, we couldn’t stop craving for cock. But while your mom was more subtle, I was open and brazen about fucking anything on two legs. Sometimes, four for that matter.”
She chuckled at the expression of awe on my face.
“That’s right nephew. In a club, I met a group of American sailors who offered to pay me a thousand US Dollars if I fucked their dog. It was a German Shepard. I was hesitant at first but the money was tempting. So they took me home to their flat and the dog fucked me as I knelt on my hands and knees. No man had ever fucked me that hard or fast before. I was in heaven as the dog’s cock pounded in me till we both came. The dog knotted inside me and I became scared when the dog couldn’t pull out. But the men laughed and told me to calm down. I did and after a while, the dog was able to pull out. I was so overwhelmed with lust that I took the dog’s cock in my mouth and started sucking it. The men were shocked at the level of my depravity. After the show, they paid me the money they promised and told me to come tomorrow to fuck two dogs. But they said it will be videotaped and I will be paid twice the amount
“Of course, I agreed. Not just because of the money but because I enjoyed the sex. It was so freaky and taboo. The next day was a repeat of the fucking but as I sucked the cock of one of the dogs, the other dog fucked my asshole. After the show, they gave me the money and their leader-his name is Robert- gave me his card and told me to call him if I ever come to the US”
My cock was if possible, harder, as I listened to this story of perversity. It was still poking through my flap.
My aunt continued. “When they left, I couldn’t stop fucking. One day, my mother caught me with her boyfriend. You were still a little kid then. Six. She was in such a rage and threw me out of the house. I remember kissing you and calling you Obi before I ran out while Jenny begged my mother to forgive me. I then called Robert and he facilitated my coming to the US. He introduced me to the porn business and I’ve been in it ever since. I love my job. I love fucking. Man, woman, beast. And I love sucking cock”
As the words escaped her lips, she leaned over and took my dick in her mouth. The feeling was indescribable. I nearly passed out at the sensation that overwhelmed me as her lips engulfed my cock. I grabbed her hair.
“Aunt Nekky… Aunt Nekky…” were all the words I could mutter.
Just as though I was about to come, she removed her mouth.
“I need you to fuck me, Obi.”
She went on her hands and knees, still in her mini dress and her high heels. I raised her skirt and feverishly kissed her smooth buttocks. I kissed everywhere, her asshole, her cunt.
“Fuck me you bastard. Fuck me. I need your cock so badly my…nephew”
With an animal growl, I trust my cock inside her pink cunt and cried out. My first cunt. My first fuck. And it was with my own Aunty. My own flesh and blood. Can anything be more perverted? My thrusts were sharp, fast and furious as she lay whimpering beneath me.
Then I felt the feeling coming up in the pit of my belly. I began to shake. With an shout, I exploded in her cunt. My aunt, in one swift movement, turned round and caught my dick in her mouth as my cum poured into her mouth.
Then she raised her lips to mine and kissed me roughly. She pushed my semen into my mouth and I sucked it greedily. I was obviously a cum freak, in addition to an incestuous freak.
We sat on the floor panting. Me in my shorts, she in her mini dress.
“Aunt Nekky… this was awesome. Can we do it again?”
“Every time you want and I’ll bring other people to join us. Would you like that?”
“Yes Aunt. Ill fuck anyone you want. Anything you want.”
She smiled. “Obi… there’s one more thing…” she hesitated.
“What is it, Aunt Nekky?”
“I’m not your Aunt.”
I stared at her.
She hesitated again. “I’m your mother.”
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