[GIST HOUR] Sugar Daddy Wahala [episode 3] - By Husband Material

Continued From Part 2 


My holiday was funfilled Billion took me wherever he went, I was still surprised he had not demanded for sex as we perused virtually all top boutiques in town, I decided to ask him some real personal questions like ‘what was his real name’ and if he had a family, sitting in his car after a long walk at elegushi beach, as he used the car dashboard as his tool for sniffing drugs, he poured this whitish powdery substance neatly on the dashboard and then used one hand to block the passage of air into his nostrils as he lowered his head and then sniffed all, he seemed to have this volcanic sensation as he raised his head up with his fist clench and shaking , he then slowly opened his eyes and they were instantly bloodshot, he noticed how surprised I was as I fixed my gaze on him, he smiled and then made a hand gesture pointing as his breast pocket where he got the whitish substance out from and then asked“You care for a hit? Its really cool”

I looked opposite direction like I had not heard the question thrown at me, he giggled as he stretched his hand to my face and then began to caress it, I slowly pushed his hand off and then looked at him with keen attention as I asked

“What do you want from me? What is your real name? How come you have never asked of sex before and yet you drool out cash to me unending?”

My question really made him angry as he paused for almost twenty minutes, during which he neatly arranged the whitish substance again and then sniffed it before slowly raising his head up and then asked

“Oh! So you want sex right?” Shaking his head in dissappoiontment and then continues “I’ll give hardcore sex till you beg, but when it comes to who I am and anything that has to do with my family don’t ever ask questions about that again because its my personal life” he said

His countenance changed immediately as he directed his driver to take us to a hotel, he sniffed more of the whitish substance and then muttered to himself

“Today I’ll fuck the living daylight out of you”

Then I began to have this stint of fear inside, the moment the hotel room door was behind us, it seemed like another spirit possesed Billion because I could not phantom that such an elderly man with grey hairs could lift me up, but he did that with ease as he caught me unawared, lifted me up and then threw me to the bed, as I raised my head to get up, I noticed he was already naked as his huge hung was dangling, it was semi hard and had this ugly tip, he began to caress his dick with his right hand to get it fully erect and then ordered me to take off my clothes, he wasn’t soft spoken or trying to be romantic, he said it like a mafian boss that had just ordered for the execution of an airing member, I knew this was no time for jokes and I obeyed his instructions, as I took of my shirt and his eyes flashed at my boobs, he smiled as he came closer and then grabbed one of my breast slowly take it out the bra and then pinched my nipple, I raised my head and our eyes met, he still gave the instruction again this time with much more seriousness

“Take off your clothes fast!”

I obeyed him and then got fully undressed before him as he smacked my ass with his right hand and then drew me closer saying

“You have a nice body, turn I need to fuck you from the back”

That was when my eyes flashed in between his thigh and then I saw his full lengthy cock which was too big for an old man, he lifted the masterpiece with both hand as I turned and positioned in the kneeling position with my ass facing him, he shook my huge begin for a while, caressed it and then dipped a finger inside my pussy after making it wet with his tongue, he finger fucked my pussy real good, pleasuring my clitoris and the inner walls of my pussy, he abruptly stopped when my pussy began to get wet, and then said to me

“Keep your waist straight, don’t shake”

I nodded my head and obeyed as he shifted closer to the edge of the bed and then BOOM!! I felt this sharp quick excrutiating pain only for me to realise that Billion has buried his long pipe inside my ass inside of my pussy, I tried to withdrew my dick but he held on to my hips and then used his body weight to rest on me so I could not shake and them rammed my asshole mercilessly, he banged me so hard and painful as his weight on me made me gasping for breath and that he used to subdue me as I stopped struggling to get off his grip to see if he would stop suffocating me but he did stop and then I continued to beg but he kept saying

“You want sex, I’ll give you hardcore bitch!”

He continued until I passed out, when I wokeup I noticed I was still naked with the hotel room door wide open, I looked at the wall clock and it was 2:30am, I stood up and closed the door, walked around the suite to confirm if I was the only one inside and indeed I was the only one, I saw a cheque of a million naira on the table signed in my name, I turned to get my clothes and noticed the trickles of blood that followed me like a trail, Billion had injured me in the ass, I feared for the worst as I stuffed toilet tisssue between my butt before wearing my panties and then dissappeared into the night with one destination which was my house.

I didn’t receive any call from Billion after then and if I call the number I used in calling him before it never went through, I concluded it was game over between I and the lecherously old man, as school resume I went back a changed person, much than I used to have and my clothes had changed from those cheap clothings I was known for to crisp new designer clothings, not knowing that Carole who used to be my bestie had form ally with Honey.

Dressed in my red bum short and a sling louis vutton top and my high heels all in top gear for our departmental welcome back party, walking into the hall with the lights put in dim mode to allow those horny students who can’t wait for the party to be over before devouring themselves, I sat at a corner and ordered for a bottle of Andre to use as my campanion for the night, instead of the waitress that I ordered to get me my bottle of Andre to be the one to serve me, I was shocked to see Honey and Carole strutting with the bottle of Andre in their hand and walking towards my direction, as they approached my table Honey bent down with her face very close to mine as if she wanted to engage me in a french kiss and then shouted to the top of her voice so that I could hear her because of the loud music that was blaring from the speakers and said

“You don get mind sotey you dey snatch person man friend abi?”

I was startled at her confrontation as I flashed angry looks at her and pushed her head back, and replied

“You must be insane! Snatch this whore’s man is that what you mean?” I asked

Carole did not even say a word, she dragged the bottle of Andre from Honey and ‘BAM!” She shattered the bottle on my head, and their was instant pandemonium as flashed of white light flashed through my eyes, I raised my head and tried to stand up but I couldn’t as all I could hear was people shouting

“See blood oh! Jesus see blood”

Then it dawned on my that Carole must have shattered my skull, I looked at my shoulder and saw that cloth was drenched in my own blood and then I passed out.

I wokeup in the hospital only for the doctor to explain the extent of damage the pieces of the broken bottle had done to my skull, after two weeks of missing lectures and laying on the hospital bed, I returned back to school.
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“This girl still dey shine for this campus, if no pour her acid make her shakara end you no say no be my mama born me” Carole told Honey as they smoked weed at the balcony of her house.

The plot to pour acid on me was hatched and they choosed the perfect day, our departmental election which I was running for director of social, I had just finished making my speech with my fellow students trying to convince them on why they should choose me as their director of social when I saw Honey and Carole at the exit of the hall with a rubber tube, I didn’t know of their intentions so I walked with two other students who were more like a campaign assistant to me, as I approached the door!

To be continued i...

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