She came in waves… multiple waves. She came many times over, she lost count of her orgasms as each wave got bigger than the last and she let herself go in wild abandon. Her pussy dripped wet sloppy juice; her voice was hoarse with moaning and screaming his name. Muttering sweet gibberish, his fingers and lips were all over her body. She couldn’t tell which was which anymore. Was that his tongue on her nipples, flicking around them softly and then pulling on them with such intensity it triggered off another orgasm? Or were those his fingers? She couldn’t concentrate enough to figure out what he was doing to her clit. She felt him spread her lips apart and push the hood up till her pink clit was exposed. He licked it or flicked it, she didn’t know but it was such sweet torture. She sprawled and spread her legs wider and raised her hips to meet the source of such pleasure. OMG!
Orgasms are a miracle of creation, she thought as her legs shook violently and she arched her back in yet another orgasm. She could barely hear him grunting in approval, she was on another plane of multi-orgasmic dimensions. She knew it was a bit selfish that she could come that much, but then he did say he liked to watch her let go of herself like that.
He turned her over face down on the table in the hotel room which she could barely remember how they got there and eased his dick into her so slowly. She let out a long moan-like gasp. Damn! Just having him inside her felt so good! He held on to her waist, adjusted her round succulent ass on his dick. Then he moved inside her… forward and backward.
“Gosh baby your pussy is so sweet, damn!” He whispered.
She moaned as they both moved ever so slowly against each other. They’d been waiting for this moment such a long time that they needed to savour every moment.
They met at the airport 6 months ago. Her flight to Port-Harcourt had been delayed for nearly 2 hours and she had been concentrating on her phone which she was using to rant about the airline’s inefficiency and Nigeria’s general ineptitude.
“Is this seat taken?” A male voice interrupted her social media rant.
Barely looking up, she waved him aside “No.”
He eased himself beside her, almost invading her personal space but not quite. He stretched his long legs and his shoes caught her eye, shiny, black, expensive looking. Then she looked up and noticed his well-tailored trousers, fleetingly checked out his package as her eyes travelled up his body to his face. His eyes were waiting for her in a half smile.
“Henry” he stretched out his hand for a handshake.
Though she didn’t like strangers who were too forward with their familiarity, she smiled back as she shook his hand.
“Kemi.”
That was the beginning of a conversation that would last 6 months. Six months of phone calls, texting, sharing confidence and intimate thoughts, sexting, sending nudes but they had never found the right time to meet up. He lived in Abuja and she lived in Lagos. They both had demanding jobs that took all their time. All that waiting had built up so much longing. They both planned a weekend getaway to Calabar for the Christmas carnival. What a Christmas gift this was turning out to be.
He grabbed her butt and squeezed as he went in and out of her, her ass raised just in the right position to take his fully erect, hard dick. His dick filled her hot, wet pussy and she tightened her pussy walls so he could feel every pulsating bit.
“Fuck!” she gasped. “Why the fuck did we wait this long? This feels too good!” She groaned.
He lifted her from the table and carried her to the bed, turning her around to face him. She spread her legs wide open to receive him. He slid his slightly curved dick as he leaned into her.
“Oooooh” she moaned as she wrapped her long legs around his well-muscled back and threw her arms around his neck.
His throbbing dick inside her was the gift that kept on giving, it didn’t seem like she could get enough of his as he moved in out of her with more urgency. She dug her nails in his back and he pushed them closer and closer to the edge, she moaned and said to him…
“Tell me, do you like it?”
He grunted back… “I love it and from now I’m going to fuck this pussy like it’s mine and mine alone.”
His words tipped her over the edge into another shattering orgasm but this time he was right there with as he let out a loud groan as he poured himself into her.
This was going to be a weekend to remember.
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