Chapter Sixteen

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 ravishing 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 manhood. 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 joy stick.

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 honeypot 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 meat.”

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 giving head. 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 honeypot and lay down beside her.

She got over and climbed atop him, although upside down so that her honeypot was in his face while his manhood 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 manhood, it was a bloody 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 inner walls so he could get easier access to her deepest parts.

“Damn…” she groaned, but she knew that she also had her job to do.

While trying to remain focused, she took his manhood 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 manhood 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 honeypot, using both his fingers and tongue to drive her crazy, she focused on his manhood 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 manhood, 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 his body began to tighten a bit, 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 manhood.

“Oh damn 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 manhood 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 manhood. His thing 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 ravished. 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 honeypot. Just as the head of his manhood 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 manhood. 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 manhood 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 manhood 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 honeypot. 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 doing 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 dare 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 manhood and her honeypot. 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.