"Would you like to come in?" Ada asked, after they had spent quite some time in the car.
After hearing her question, Tunde nodded in acceptance. Then she opened the door and walked out, leaving him alone in the car. She walked a short distance until she was in front of the hotel, where she stood to wait for him.
He did not take too long, twirling his car keys around his finger as he walked toward her.
“This is a bad idea,” she told herself as she turned and led the way into the hotel. There was nothing good that could ever come of this, but she could not stop herself. She just had to see what Tunde had to offer. Who knew, he might even be more impressive than Femi had been. She had basically spent the entire day with him, and she could just as well see just how impressive he could be.
They made their way into the lobby of the hotel, she in the lead and he behind her. There was a little distance between them, so if anyone noticed them, they could easily mistake them for strangers. They got into the elevator and took the ride to her floor. During the ride, they looked pointedly away from each other, staring instead at their reflections in the mirror.
It was as if they really wanted to do this thing, but there was something that seemed to be holding them back. Whatever it was though, they were both fighting it seriously because when the door opened on her floor, they still walked out together.
As they walked down the hallway towards her room, she let out a deep breath. The air between them was charged with electricity and tension, now it could not be disputed that they were sure as hell going to fuck.
And so, in the space of two days, she had gone through two different men. Even while all these thoughts were going through her head, she rummaged in her purse until she found her key card, which she used to unlock her room.
She pushed the door open and walked in, holding it ajar for him to walk past her. Still saying nothing, he walked into the room.
Then she closed the door behind them.
The room was just like she had left it. The bed was made, and the television and the air conditioner had been turned off. She reached out to the desk beside the door and picked up the AC remote, and put it on. And then she returned it and turned back to face him.
She stood against the door, looking at him as he turned slowly and faced her. She did not know what else to do. She had done her part getting him here; it was now up to him to follow up and do the rest.
And he did not disappoint.
He walked up to her and gently took her by the waist, and then he pulled her closer to him. They were so close that she could smell the soap he had used to bathe. It smelled familiar, like something she had smelled before. But she was not going to bother herself with the smell now, not when she was just about to get herself fucked. She was going to remain in the moment and enjoy every second of it.
They were looking into each other’s eyes; her heart was jumping in her chest, beating madly to some insane rhythm that was sending her body all jittery. She did not even notice when she lifted her face for his kiss.
The kiss was deep and sensual, hitting every nerve in her body. Their tongues clashed in an erotic dance as he hugged her closer to himself. She circled her hands around his neck as she willingly pressed herself against his body, crushing her breasts against his chest while his hands gently cupped her buttocks and squeezed them.
“Oh yes…” she groaned as the kiss continued. She found herself humping her pelvis against him, needing to feel that connection between them.
He began to walk backward, guiding them gently towards the bed. Her fingers searched frantically for the buttons on his shirt, which she struggled to undo. She yanked it off him, exposing his bare chest to her. His pacs and abs were firm, his nipples were hard from the chill of the air conditioning unit. And he was smelling so goddamn sexy. She just wanted to run her tongue all over his body and lick him.
She ran her hands across his biceps, enjoying the feel of tight muscles against her palm. Everything about him seemed to just be making her more and more aroused. She wanted to discover as much of him as she possibly could.
She was still fully dressed and needed to take care of that oversight at once. She let her hands drop to her side, and the purse slipped from her grip and fell to the floor. Due to the force of the impact, the clasp that kept it locked came off and her phone slipped out.
It was ringing. The name on the screen showed that it was Eche, her fiancée, who was calling her.
She took off the polo and tossed it into a corner of the room, not bothering to see where it landed. That could always be taken care of later. Now, both of them were naked from the waist up and they were still kissing deeply as if it was their only hold on life. Like, if they stopped even for a second, they would stop breathing.
But they could not kiss forever; they eventually pulled away from each other, breathing hard as they stared at each other.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he said to her. This was the first thing he had said since they had left the car in the parking lot.
Before she could react, however, he scooped her up and took her to the bed, where he gently laid her down. Then he went about undoing her jean trousers, loosening them so he could pull them off her.
Behind them, on the floor, her phone was still ringing; it was still a call from Eche. But because the phone was on vibration, she was not hearing it.
The trouser was pencil tight on her, so it was kind of a hassle getting it off at first. But when he had done eventually, she was stark naked in front of him.
“You naughty girl,” he muttered. “So throughout the time you were at my house, you were wearing nothing underneath.”
She let out a sigh as she looked at him with lust evident in her eyes, “What are you going to do about it?”
“Why don’t I show you?” He muttered, and then he climbed into the bed after her, even though he was still wearing his trousers.
They resumed their kiss, running their hands all over each other’s bodies as their tongues kept clashing. His hand made its way from her face down to her neck before going further and settling on one of her breasts.
She moaned against his lips as he squeezed it while biting lightly on her lower lip, drawing a sharp intake from her. Her hands were running over his bare back, her fingers digging into his flesh. If not that her nails were cut short, there would have been blood.
He took a break from her mouth and began to suck her other breast, while he kept massaging and squeezing the second one, drawing more and more moans of pleasure from her. She arched her back off the bed, pushing her breasts into his face while he feasted on her like it was his last meal in this world.
After a while, he left that particular breast and focused on the other one. Sending shards of pleasure running through her entire body as he used his teeth to lightly tug at her nipple. It was hard and puckered and shiny with his saliva. And she was feeling every damn thing he was doing to her.
As he kept sucking, one of his hands began to travel down her body, running slowly across her flat stomach as he caressed her smooth skin, sending shivers down her body. As his hand inched closer towards the cleft of her legs, she felt her breath catch in her throat. It was as if he was drawing it on purpose, making her want to beg for it even when he knew absolutely well what she wanted.
As he closed in on her crotch, he used his fingers to draw circles along the regions of her pubic hair. It was neatly shaven, but she had left some hair. She did not like it bald at all. And now, even the presence of the little hair was helping in making all her reactions hyper.
At long last, while his mouth was fastened on her nipple, he ran his palm over her crotch. She was damp and ready for him. She let out a low gasp as he ran his fingers over the length of her crack.
“Fuck…” she groaned. He was really skilled with his hands and mouth, he knew how to make good use of them. Her body shivered as he used his thumb to flick her clit. She let out a gasp of shock as it felt like a bullet slamming into her. She had not been prepared for it in any way.
And suddenly, he slipped his finger inside her. She cried out in pleasure as she pressed his head even closer to her chest, enjoying all the sensations that were going through her body as his finger began to fuck her while his thumb kept massaging her clitoris.
“Yes…” she groaned as she held on to him tightly with one hand and her other hand clutched at the sheets. Her toes curled as she spread her legs wide to give him better access.
It only served to spur him on, just as she had intended. He saw it as an encouragement and slipped another finger inside her, making it now two digits that were fucking her. She let out a piercing whistle as her entire body jiggled and trembled from the quakes that she was going through.
This went on for about ten minutes. He was so focused on sucking her breasts, moving from one to the other and he seemed very contented with that. It was like he did not mind doing anything else as long as there was a nipple in his mouth.
Eventually, though, he finally let go of her breasts. By this time, they were wet with his saliva and they were also looking a bit red from all the pleasure that he had applied while working on her. But she was not complaining in any way, she had enjoyed every second of it.
And then, he slipped his fingers from inside her pussy and raised them to her face, holding them over so that the smell of her sex stung her nostrils. He lowered the hand to her mouth, and she opened and sucked on his fingers.
“Now that is a good girl,” he purred encouragingly as she licked all her juices off his fingers.
She was breathing hard and fast, the arousal that she was feeling had her by the throat, and something had to be done about it at once, or she would simply go insane. So far, this one was promising to be just as mind-blowing as the sex with Femi had been. And if everything went as planned, she and Tunde could also become regulars.
All she was interested in was good sex, it did not matter how many people she had to get it from.
But then, she would see how everything played out.
Tuned moved down the bed, ruffling the sheets as he did so. He was still in his trousers, but his chest was bare, and she just enjoyed the view of his ripped muscles as he planted himself between her legs.
“Oh shit…” she gasped as she saw him lie down, with his head positioned between her thighs, he was placing himself in a comfortable position. It was at that moment that she knew it was going to get insane pretty quickly.
Now, she was no longer damp. She was dripping wet; it was like rain was falling somewhere, and her roof was leaking. The smell hit him in the face and he breathed it in, the smell itself was arousing as fuck. He lowered his head and savored it.
Then he ran his tongue along the length of her pussy.
“Ahh!” She cried out, her legs quivering from the force of the tremor that had shot through her.
And once he had started, there was no stopping for him. His tongue was like that of a snake, darting in and out of his mouth in rapid movements as he sucked her juices, sending her into a frenzy. She locked his head between her thighs as her body jerked in response, clutching the sheets to keep herself steady because there was nothing else to hold onto.
He pried her legs apart, angling them towards the light for a better view, which caused her to turn in that direction. As he kept eating her out, her heartbeat kept racing, each beat was a gallop towards what possibly would not be good.
There was something different about his head game that was hitting her differently; it was very much different from the way Femi’s head had felt last night. But was this how it was meant to be? Is each one different for each man?
A sharp dart of pleasure shot from her pussy and straight into her brain, causing her to lose her train of thought as she let out a piercing scream.
“Oh fuck!” She cried, she reached between her legs and ran her hand through his head. This time, she was no longer trying to lock him in. Instead, she was spreading them wide and giving him even more access. When it began to get really unbearable for her, she grabbed his head and shoved it hard against her pussy.
It was at that moment that he applied just a little pressure with his teeth, and that was what set her off.
Her orgasm was like an atomic bomb. It went off inside her and set off a legion of other orgasms. She jerked and convulsed, her pupils disappearing from her eyes as she shook on the bed. Tunde held her down as he continued eating her out, lapping at the juice that kept on pouring out of her.
Her screams were maniacal; it was as if someone was killing her and she was enjoying every second of it. Even the bed was shaking from the way she was trembling. When Tunde realized she was not stopping, he now relaxed. Pausing in his head game.
After convulsing for about a minute, she slowly got herself back in order. She was sweating profusely; her entire body was slick with sweat. She was breathing hard and fast, like someone who had just survived a drowning incident.
“Fuck!” She gasped, her voice sounding a little bit raw from all the screaming she had just done.
She was lying splayed out on the bed, her legs wide apart and her hands spread out. Her breasts were rising and falling with the rhythm of her heavy breathing. And she was looking at Tunde with wonderment.
What the hell had he done to her?
This night was definitely off to an awesome start.
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As she laid sprawled flat on the bed, almost comatose from the force of her orgasm. She was still breathing hard and trying to get herself back under control.
Seeing what he had done to her, Tunde gave her a goofy grin. Then he moved away from between her legs and got off the bed.
“There is more to come,” he assured her as he began to tug at his belt. By the time he had unbuckled it, and zipped down his zipper, he was pulling it down. But it was a pencil tight trouser and he had to sit on the bed while he took it off.
Finally getting herself back, Adaeze turned onto her side as she watched him get undressed. She could see that her clothes were still scattered all over the room but she just could not be bothered about them just yet. She did not have strength for them at the moment, what she did have strength for was sex.
She rearranged the pillow as she watched him, the sweat that had made her body shiny under the fluorescent light of the hotel room was slowly drying off due to the cold air that was constantly being pumped in by the air conditioner. She was getting back to her horny self, and she would need to continue anytime soon.
Finally, Tunde was able to get the trousers off, and then he kicked it off. It flew across the room and landed on Adaeze’s purse that had fallen earlier. One of the trouser’s legs draped over the phone, hiding the fact that the phone was ringing once again. But it was still on vibration, so neither one of them could hear it.
But then, how could they? When they were so focused on fucking the hell out of each other.
Finally stark naked, Tunde turned to her and climbed back to the bed. She could not get her eyes off him. He had quite a body, every inch of his skin was tight with muscle and there was no loose skin or fat anywhere. He was someone that paid careful attention to his fitness.
And in between his legs was his cock. It was slim and a bit thick, she could see that it was already engorged in arousal but she doubted it could go any longer or fatter than that. It was just a little similar to that of Eche’s. And Femi’s cock was definitely bigger than that.
But then, people always said that size does not matter. That it was always about the person handling it. Well, she was about to find out if Tunde knew how to make good use of his joystick.
She remained lying on her back as he moved closer to her on his knees, his hardened cock dangling tantalizingly before him, acting as a sort of compass as it pointed at her and guided his way towards her.
He stopped between her legs and gently pried them apart, she willingly spread them for him, giving him access.
Then he lay down again and buried his head in her pussy once more and began to eat her out.
“Again?” She gasped, even then she was unable to stop the shudder that passed through her body, sending shivers of pleasure running through her entire body system. “But you just gave me the mother of all heads. I want some dick.”
He looked up at her, his mouth smeared by her juices and gave her that goofy smile again, “Do not mind me, I just love eating pussy. I can eat this all day and never get tired. Just give me sometime okay? Then we will get to work for real, I promise.”
“Oh…” she leaned up to get a better look of him between her legs. She was enjoying it indeed because he gave mad head, but she also wanted to be doing something to him. She did not just want to lie down there and be taking it all. She would go insane. “Okay, let us go 69.”
With the way this was going, if she was after the ending she wanted she would have to take charge of it herself or this guy would spend the entire night eating her out until she became raw.
“That is a splendid idea,” he told her as he left her pussy and lay down beside her.
She got over and climbed atop him, although upside down so that her pussy was in his face while his dick was in hers. She could see that she could very well suck it without choking the way she had done with Femi. What that guy had was not a dick, it was a fucking monster.
She let out a sigh as he began to eat her out, using his tongue to lap at her labia continuously. He also made use of his fingers, parting her pussy lips so he could get easier access to her deepest parts.
“Fuck…” she groaned, but she knew that she also had her job to do.
While trying to remain focused, she took his cock in her hand and felt him jerk almost immediately. She could also feel the blood pulsing within it and the smell of his arousal was hitting her in the face. A small drop of precum leaked out of his cock and she used her tongue to lick it, running the semen in her mouth and enjoying the general feel of it.
Then, she opened her mouth and gently guided it into her mouth. She had been right, she could take it all in without choking. Her head began to bop up and down, moving with rhythm as she sucked him off while he continued eating her out.
It was like a competition to see who would release first, her money was on him seeing as he had not released since they began. And while he worked on her pussy, using both his fingers and tongue to drive her crazy, she focused on his cock and sucked it like her life depended on it.
She fondled his balls while she deep throated him, causing him to jerk without meaning to. Then she proceeded to lick the length of his cock, sucking on its cap like it was a lollipop. Between sucking and deep throating she would use her hands on him, jerking him off as she tried to catch her breath.
And when he his body began to tighten, she felt it. She only worked harder on him, moving her head faster and using her mouth like a vacuum that was trying to suck his soul out of him through his dick.
“Oh fuck yes… that is it baby…” He let out a deep groan as his body trembled, he was not even able to eat her again. Then she took his cock into her mouth one last time before he eventually nutted inside it. Ropes and ropes of thick warm sperm flew into her mouth.
It was too much, she began to choke. She pulled out immediately and some hit her on the face. She laughed at that as she swallowed the one in her mouth. This was the same thing that had happened with Femi, she had enjoyed it the last time and she had decided to experience it again this time and it had hit the same.
She used her fingers to wipe the cum off her face and licked them off, then she proceeded to also lick what was left of his cum on his dick. His dick was wet and shiny with her saliva, she licked all traces of cum on it and then sucked on the cap for all she was worth, milking him of every last drop.
Who could have known she would love the taste of sperm so much?
By the time she was done cleaning him off, he was still hard and ready and still eating her out. But she knew there was no way she would cum from that, she needed to be fucked. So she had to take charge.
She got up from his face, moved forward a bit and mounted him reverse cowgirl style. She positioned her entrance over him and gently guided him towards her pussy. Just as the head of his dick went through, he grabbed her by the waist and slammed the rest of the way into her.
“Oh shit…” she groaned as she felt it hit different. Femi could never have done that or he would have torn her apart.
She began to ride him, placing her hands on his legs as she gyrated her waist hard over him. She was running her pussy up and down the length of his cock, letting out moans and groans as she tried to go faster.
From behind her, he grabbed her hands and pulled them, trapping them behind her so that the only part of her body that was moving was her hips. Her buttocks were jiggling with the force of her movements over his cock. Her breasts were jumping in excitement as she rode him hard and fast, he wanted to grab them but they were too far away.
He lifted off the bed and she fell forward, automatically converting their position to doggy.
He still held fast to her hands, trapping them with one of his while he reached forward with his other hand and grabbed her boob, squeezing it as he continued to slam into her.
“Oh yes!” she cried out as the dick pistoned in and out of her so fast. She was moving in tandem with him, her butt slamming against his pelvis over and over again.
She was on all fours, but he released her hands and pulled her up so that her back was flat against his chest while he kept plowing into her. He was hugging her from behind, one hand caressing her breasts while the other was massaging her clit.
“Fuck me…” she groaned as she felt shards of pleasure tear through her, it was almost painful. With this style they could not go as fast as they had been doing, and so had to slow down a little. But each movement was felt and each thrust of his dick inside her touched something. She was plastered against him, her butt pressed onto his pelvis as they moved up and down over each other. Stroke after stroke, the pleasure was immense.
But soon, she wanted to go faster and wanted him to go harder. And they would not do that in this position.
She went back on all fours, squeezing her pussy walls over him as she screamed, “Harder!”
He obliged and began to pound into her for all he was worth, squeezing her boobs as he increased his pace. Their bodies were slapping hard into each other, the sound of it filling up the room.
He paused in his strokes for a better position, he lifted one leg so he could give a better angle, then holding on tightly to her waist, he resumed his barrage on her pussy. Slamming into her over and over again, that she was crying nonstop. The bed was creaking under the force of their sex, it was bouncy in fact and that was somehow aiding in their act.
He let go of her waist and used both hands to hold both of her boobs, then his chest was on her back as he kept fucking her hard, giving her the real definition of doggy. He was squeezing it, closing his eyes as he tried to focus on that release that seemed to be eluding him.
The next thing they knew, they were closing in on the edge of the bed, taking the sheets with them. But none of them paid attention, all they were concerned about was just release. Every other thing could wait.
“Don’t you fucking stop!” She screamed, enjoying the weight of his body over hers and the bittersweet pain of him squeezing her boobs.
“Never!” He screamed back as he felt her pussy keep embracing him, there was no way he would leave that. It was just too good. It was heaven.
The smell of sex and copulation had filled the entire room, they were sweating profusely. Even the sheets of the bed were already wet with the combination of their sweat and her juices.
They were still getting closer and closer to the edge of the bed, Adaeze’s upper body was already almost halfway through, but she was less concerned.
They were no longer in the doggy position, she was now lying flat on her stomach and her was lying flat on her back as he kept on slamming into her. When they had even switched to the position, neither of them had no idea. Those were pesky details that they did not give a shit about. The only things that mattered at the moment were his cock and her pussy. Every other thing could most definitely wait.
She spread her legs, making it easier for him to go faster and faster. He was letting out grunt after grunt as he kept slamming into her, squeezing her breasts over and over.
Then, she was feeling it. At long last, the orgasm was on its way. It seemed to start from the tip of her toes and began to make its way up her body, like a fucking tsunami. There was a blissful second where she felt nothing, it was like the calm before the storm and she knew that it was going to get real at once.
Then the orgasm hit her and hit her damn hard. Tunde kept slamming into her from behind as her body shook and trembled as if it was being hit by a thousand bullets. She was powerless against the barrage of pleasure that was slamming into her.
Tunde slammed into her one final time and that seemed to do the trick because they tipped over the bed and fell to the floor. but by that time, more than half of the sheets were on the floor so the fall was not a bad one.
But it also ruined what would have been a great climax for Tunde, because as they fell he had pulled out inadvertently and his sperm had flown all over the place. But mainly on Adaeze’s body.
They remained on the floor breathing hard and fast, then they began to laugh.
“What the hell just happened?” She muttered.
The floor was cold and hard because of the tile, but they were just too tired to make a move to get up. Their backs were on the floor, but their legs were on the bed. Her breasts were rising and falling rhythmically with the pace of her breathing, his dick was now semi-hard and lying on his stomach. It was shiny with her juices and she could see some of his cum still on it.
This was definitely the weirdest sex she had ever had. But there was still a whole lot more to come.
