Talk with talk, friendship develops
Hand in hand, friendship blossoms
Heart to heart, love begins.
The fun in loving, is in being loved.
Ada
and I had, perhaps, one of the most symbiotic of relationships. She
didn't take me for granted, neither did I take her for granted.
Over
the next days that followed that night, I could see where we were
leaning to. And I was so impressed at the new kind of relationship I had
never experienced before. And a rather keen eyes thought me things
about women through Ada.
In a relationship, a lady wants to know that
she is loved by being part of decisions. In doing this, Ada's calls
increased sporadically after that night because she always felt the need
to let me in to anything she wanted to do and anywhere she wanted to
go. And even when under no obligation to tell everything nor anything I
am doing including reporting my exact geographic location at every call,
I knew she wasn't trying to be possessive.
Most ladies like her are
misunderstood. It may just be a case of obsession. A lady that is
obsessed with her lover will always act in ways that might misinterpret
her as being 'too possessive' when in fact she is only expressing love
the way she understands it. Sometimes being clingy. Other being just
straight up
Ada wanted us to see everyday. Talk on phone every
minute. She was never tired of buying gifts. And she loved to make love!
Damn, she was a real lady who knew what she wanted. A real lover. She
didn't hold back. She rather gave her all.
I'd take her out
saturday evenings, and sometimes we just have an indoor picnic at her
place. The other room in her apartment was converted to a picnic room.
Lol.
We'd just spread duvette in the center of the room under the fan
and always had beside is a basket of foods and drinks she arranges for.
Chicken laps, Ketch-up, syrup, slices of bread spread with chocolate,
shortbread, sometimes salad, wines or creams like Baileys. And two glass
cup. So we spend ours indoors playing board games like scrabble and
even ludo, eating, drinking, making jokes and laughing. And of course,
it always ends in very hot sex. And those kpomo chopping sessions were
always wonderful. Play, eat, drink and Bleep on same spot, in the center
of the room. I call it ecstatic fun, she calls it romantic! Whatever
that means though.
That christmas was a christmas to remember.
We
spent what looked like more time outdoors than indoors. Went to
beaches, malls, cinemas, live plays, concerts and many other social
events. 25th December was different though. She went to her folks. While
she was away at her folk's, I missed her terribly. I felt bored in an
empty world.
Being without her for two days was hell. We talked on
phone most of the time though. But it gave us ample time to appreciate
each other and realize how much really we meant to each other.
Her
parents had asked her to stay till New Year but she would have none of
that. By 27th, I guess she couldn't stand it anymore, she returned!
She
looked dazzling! Each time I saw Ada, it always felt like I had never
seen her before, always a sight to behold. Still awed by her beauty, I
had to snap her with my phone.
That night, we made sweet steamy and passionate love. Quite fulfilling making love to the one you love.
The
next day, I took the picture I had casually snapped to a studio where
they added some effects to her look. And then I asked for it to be
printed. A full picture of her, head to feet, was printed. Same day, I
took a bus to Ikeja. At a busstop named 'National' where there's a
Con-Oil filling station, there's an artist that draws. He charged quite a
bit to draw her. But only down to her upper torso. It was ready in two
weeks. So I presented it to her.
That evening she had come over to
my place and we had made some madt love. And then, while she was still
laying on the bed, I slipped on my boxers and brought out the surprise.
When
she saw a three feet tall portrait of herself, looking so very much
exactly like her, she was beyond excited! It was a surprise she had not
anticipated nor ever thought of, quite rare a gift. And she loved it.
And never stopped talking about it. By the next day I visited, it was
already standing in her living room.
It was like the portrait
gift I gave her triggered her libido to a new level, an all-time high.
One evening, I arrived at her place. After dinner she had made, she
prepared a hot bath for me. She brought out pyjamas. She got one
permanently for whenever I stay over, I have one to sleep with. See me
oo, me wey no dey sleep with pyjamas for my crib o. But where I started
suspecting there was something up was when I started to perceive some
fragrance in the air.
I would step out of the bath into the room to
meet a candle lit room. Many scented candles lined up orderly and there
was Ada glowing in the dimly lit room in a red colored night gown.
Smooth night gown but as expect, someone with Ada's kind of asss would
score additional points in that. The gown captured the delicate curve
her waist, hips and asss gave the gown.
She cat-walked over to me, wrapped her arms round my neck and planted a kiss on my lips seductively. My shaft roared alive!
I kissed back, but with only towel wrapped around my waist, bare back and nothing underneath it was an easy flowing evening.
She
broke the kiss, walked to her CD player and pushed a bottle. A smooth
voice came on. Soft, easy and soulful, Anita Baker's voice began to
render a gentle piece. Ada slowly walked back to me and gently pushed me
gesturing that I sat on the chair behind me. When she took a step
forward, I took a step back. Two steps later and I was sitting on the
chair.
The room were lit by red scented candles and it gave a very
romantic ambience to the room. Ada stepped and slowly she began to dance
to the slow rythm of soul music. It was beatiful to behold, Ada was
dancing for me. In a red night gown, I swear, that lady was killing moi!
Choi!! Na so my John-Thomas begin dey nod him head o.
Ada danced
delicately, seductively as I looked on. The whole sense was sensual. I
now desired Ada more than ever! Her yansh was appealing every time she
twisted and turned, I yearned. She didn't wear bra, her full boobs were
looking ever so beautiful! Yellow and virgin. I could see the Tips
waving hi to my mouth. What an invitation! One to be well honoured.
The revealing night gown added some flavour to it all.
As
if I was dreaming awake. After giving me a show of sexy dance, she
started to walk towards me like a fox, she held my eyes as she walked to
me. I was beginning to anticipate. I swallowed air. Lol. That type of
swallowing you do when you're hungry and you see a sumptuous meal being
brought to you. Yes, I was salivating. Ada was it. My mouth was getting
we the way I'm sure her Kitty-Cat was getting wet at what was about to
get down. I held her laps, feeling the fullness, my hand went upwards
reaching across every expanse of flesh on her body.
I slid my hand
under her short night gown and pulled down the super thin pant. Red
also. Hmmmm... She had really prepared for me.
She sat on my laps
facing me with her hands wrapped round my neck. She sat, her left leg on
my right leg and her right leg on my left leg. I loosened the towel and
slipped it down. Then I gently parted my legs, as I did this, her legs
too parted and underneath the door to bliss parted too. My rod was rock
hard. Hard like steel. But not yet, I slid my fingers under, between her
legs, she was wet already. I began to handle her clittoris. As I did
this, her wetness increased so I slid in my middle finger as she let out
a moan. She leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on me. Her mouth was
warm and wet too.
I started to finger her gently, allowing her feel
the effect. And she did feel it. Because no long later, her breathing
changed. It was heavier now.
Spit served to lubricate my shaft
especially the rooster as I pulled her closer unto my pelvic region and
positioned her to so my rod could slid into her from under. And by the
time I slid into Ada wet Well, it was so warm, it felt like home.
Ada's Kitty-Cat felt like the closest thing to paradise!
She let out a soft moan as she sat and the entire length of my shaft went deeper into her
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh" she let out
I
held her two sides by the waist, I was about to begin a thorough work
that will see it executed in stages that will see it through different
phases until the moment of explosion.
I allowed her the fun of
screwing herself with my rod. I just sat back and enjoy the thrill than
ran through my body as she began to ride my rooster. It was really
beautiful just sitting there for some 5 to 10 minutes while she screwed
herself out, moaning
"Ahhhhhhhh Uuhhhhhhhhhhh"
Of course, she
could bend and Bleep however she pleased so my rod could fvck all nook
and cranny of the honeypot. Indeed Ada's own had real honey there. She
was so wet that her honey was dripping down my shaft while she moaned
"Uhhhhhhhh ooooohhhhhhhhhh"
After
riding me for about 15minutes, her pace reduced, the effect was getting
into her seriously that she became weaker, she then came down and held
me by the hand as she dragged me gently to the bed. But just as she was
about to climb into the bed, I stopped her there by the edge and bent
her over. Instinctively, without much ado, she part her legs to reveal
that blissful paradise. Looking back and remembering the sight again is
making me get a hard on as I type this sef.
Ada's Kitty-Cat was
pretty looking. Beautiful looking Well, I swear! Red, warm and wet! All
three prerequisites for a wholesome fvck.
A Kitty-Cat is only ready
for work and be work upon when it is red, warm and thoroughly wet, this
was the perfect state of Ada's Kitty-Cat!
I parted her two heavy
butts and slid in! Jeeezzzzz!!! Additionally, hers was tight. So sliding
in from the back was out of this world, this time around I think it was
me that was moaning sef!
It got to a stage that I forgot myself. My
eyes were closed and all I could feel, think of and see was the soft
caresses Ada's luscious Kitty-Cat was giving my dicck. I began to pound
Ada from the back. Ramming her tightly with a rooster as hard as steel.
With every thrust I gave her steadily, I could see ripples on her
massive batty as it vibrated to the effect of the bang. I bang and bang
Ada. Chei!
I screwed Ada like no tomorrow. She was feeling it every step of the way as I bleeped her into heavenly bliss
"Yesssssss uuuhhhhhhhh uuuhhhhh"
She
moaned, panting heavily and even though the room was cooled by air
conditioning system, I could see perspirations. Dogggy style is a
classic!
Many thing evolve in the bedroom but I don't think this style can ever become outdated. The style of first choice since 0000BC!
Anyone who's never had it, needs to experience its magic!
I
continued to fvck Ada from the back as more and more juice flowed out
of her. I noh fit lie, womanliness sweet o. And this particular type dey
scatter head. At this moment, I felt more high than having vodka +
Albanian SK or Afghan Kush. This punnie got me higher than high.
Whenever, I come down from this high, I will have to relive this experience again.
After
about another 15-20 minutes in this position, she turned over and laid
back down. I climb over her and positioned properly. I slid in as she
continued the enjoyment of the special rod. A special rod is one that
does a good job.
I bleeped Ada to stupor that night and by the time her punny tightened, I could feel the cream coming.
With all I muster, I exploded with the roar of a lion, king of...
The
evening was refreshing. We laid there tired. She turned and laid her
head on my chest and I put a hand over her. She touched my cockk and I
looked at her, she said...
"This is my beloved **** in whom I am well pleased." I smiled at her as she patted my rod.
Truly, Ada was the nearest thing that I have felt to paradise.
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