March 29, 2024


Erotic Story/Edymaniac: Kunle & Annabelle's erotic night to remember [Part 2]

 

Erotic Story/Edymaniac: Kunle & Annabelle's erotic night to remember [Part 2]
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Erotic Story/Edymaniac: Kunle & Annabelle's erotic night to remember [Part 2]

Edymaniac

On a night that looked like any other, while Annabelle was preparing for bed, Kunle had other plans of making the night one to remember for a long time to come. Did he accomplish anything.

He gazed up at her, his expression filled with amusement. “Are we done?”

Ada smiled and touched her lips to cheek. “Not even a little bit.”

She grew bolder and moved her mouth to his neck, leaving a trail of light, sucking kisses over his throat; a gentle lick here, a bite there. His pulse beat strong and steadily, his chin lifting to allow her easier access. Her mouth travelled up to the curve of his jaw and his whiskers prickled against her lips.

She pressed a soft kiss there, and then another, carousing in the masculine feel of him. “You smell good,” she said, kissing his throat.

His response “Hmmmm” vibrated against her lips.

She nibbled his ear and brushed the lobe her with her tongue. Ada knew she shouldn’t torment him in this way, but the more she touched him, the more of him she wanted to touch.

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His hand kept both of hers secured behind her back and she strained against his hold, needing physical contact with him.

Her breasts pressed against his chest and a low growl rumbled in his throat, her heartbeat quickening at the sound. His grip tightened, his strength causing a sudden, strange craving inside her.

“Ada, if you don’t get this over with quick,” Gbenga said, his voice growing hoarser, “I might get the impression you’re  teasing my dick.”

Oh, God. The sound of his deep voice uttering the word dick’ had a jolt of pleasure rushing through her. She pulled back to look into his eyes, surprised by the need she saw there. With his clenched jaw and his hardness beneath her, she knew it would only take the slightest encouragement from her to throw them both into chaos.

Her hands jerked in his, she wanted them free so she could touch him. Somehow knowing he wouldn’t let her go only heightened the confusing feelings crashing around inside her. His hips shifted beneath her, bringing her into closer contact with his erection. Her breathing turned deep and she closed her eyes, fighting the need to moan.

How could she be feeling this way when they had barely touched? She hadn’t even kissed him properly yet.

It suddenly hit her and she drew in a sharp breath.

“I lied,” she said, opening her eyes and staring at him in wonder. She had not only fooled him with her words, but herself as well. “I want more.”

“I know.” He released her wrists and they sat watching one another. The tension in the air had become unbearable.

“Don’t blame me when it all turns to crazy.”

“It won’t.”

“We’ll see.” He sank his fingers into her hair, dragged her against him and crushed his mouth to hers.

She barely had time to prepare herself before it all descended out of control. Ada hung on and kissed him back, thrusting her tongue against his. One hand plunged into his dreadlocks while the other twisted around his neck. Her knees clamped either side of his thighs and she pressed down against his erection.

His answering groan had desire surging inside her. There were no teasing touches now; it was all heat and hunger. She wanted him. All of him.

Gbenga slid one palm down her back, curving over her ass. He squeezed her flesh and moved his mouth to her throat, leaving quick, damp kisses over sensitive skin.

“I am not sure if I know what’s happening here,” he said, lifting his head to look into her eyes,

“But my God, I want you.”

The intensity in his gaze left her breathless. She gasped and pressed her mouth to his, her tongue plunging between his lips, her hands roaming his body. Heat radiated off him and his muscles moved beneath her fingers. His strength aroused her in a way she had never thought possible. She hadn’t looked at him in this light before. Now she couldn’t imagine seeing him any other way.

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Gbenga’s mouth left hers just long enough for him to grab the hem of her t-shirt, drag it up her body and toss it aside. She sat before him in her shorts and a black lace bra, her hair wrapped over one shoulder, her lips swollen. Breathless and needy, she reached for him again. He groaned and kissed her hard, unstrapping the clasp on her bra and removing it from her body.

His hand closed over her bare breast, massaging her flesh, his thumb sweeping across her nipple. A thrill shot through her and she pressed herself to him, holding him tight. Her tongue caressed his, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

Gbenga pushed himself off the couch and took her with him. He helped her to her feet and worked on her zipper, shoving her shorts and panties over her hips. He pulled her to him again, giving her the impression he didn’t want to let her go for more than a few seconds. It only made her want him more.

“Oh, God, Gbenga…this is…I need you.” Ada stepped from her heaps of clothes and grabbed a handful of his t-shirt, peeling it over his head. Their lips met again and she poured everything into the kiss. She fumbled with the zippers on his jeans, dragging them open.

Before she could free his erection he lifted her in his arms and gripped her ass.

“Bed,” he said against her mouth.

“Upstairs.”

She clasped tight to his body, linking her ankles at his back and sinking her hands into his dread. He walked with her into the hallway, took a couple more steps towards the stairs. Ada slid her fingers into his open jeans and grabbed his dick, squeezing his length. She pulled her mouth from his, her breaths panting from her.

“Now,” she said.

“Now.”

Gbenga let out a deep groan and shoved his boxers over his erection. He stood with her wrapped around him, one hand clasping the back of her neck. The other hand gripped his dick, rubbing it slowly up and down her damp pussy. Ada tucked her face in against his throat and released a strangled cry as he guided it inside her.

She pushed her hips towards him to meet the thick glide of his dick, her eyes closing as he filled her. Excitement and arousal had her pulse racing. Her stomach reeled with pleasure.

He pulled back and drove into her again, his breathing harsh, his body tense as she took him in. He made his way to the foot of the stairs and leaned down, his palm flattening against a carpeted step while his other hand took her weight. Ada felt the press of the stairs against her back, the tension in his muscles beneath her fingertips. She lifted her chin and looked into his eyes; they were wild in their intensity, roaming her face, her breasts, taking everything in. He thrust into her.

“Ahhh…Gbenga…that’s so good.” His thrusts pushed her back against the stairs, the carpet scraping her skin. His chest brushed against her nipples, hardening them to tingling points. He leaned in and kissed her, his quick breaths expelling against her cheek.

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The sensations overwhelmed her. She needed to come. She needed it so badly. He thrusted inside her over and over, his movements so deep, so forceful, she knew it wouldn’t take long.

Ada hooked her hands over the backs of his shoulders and met his thrusts with her hips. A groan rumbled in his throat and he kissed her harder, his fingers gripping her ass. His speed increased and she felt it building inside her.

Her stomach dipped and her back arched. Ada tore her mouth from his and bent her head. His lips moved to her throat and she dragged in a breath as it came over her. It crashed in a wave that sucked her under, had her shaking, pulsing around him.

“Oohhh…” Her thighs clenched and she held on tight. The tip of his tongue traced the length of her throat. Desire surged and her hips lifted. She let out a loud sigh and collapsed, trembling, against his supporting arm.

“Ahhh, Ada.” His thrusts eased to a slow grind and he pressed his mouth to hers. His lips moved softly, his tongue caressing hers. Knowing he was close had excitement building inside her all over again. His stomach muscles tightened and with a quiet groan he trembled and came inside her.

Her eyes closed and her heart pounded as he gave one final groan, his sound of surrender one of the most erotic things she had ever heard.

Even after everything they had shared, after everything he made her feel, all she could think now was: More. His mouth left hers and she wrapped her arms around him, resting her lips against the racing pulse in his throat.

He pushed himself on one elbow while he recovered and Ada’s eyes opened as the silence settled over them. She considered how this might change their relationship; her stomach churning at the thought of what he might be feeling right now.

She wished she hadn’t turned down his offer of wine during dinner, at least then she could have blamed the alcohol for starting all of this. He had warned her it would change everything between them, she just hoped it didn’t change things for the worse.

Gbenga finally turned and sank down on the stairs, pulling her sideways across his lap. He rested his forehead against hers and Ada held her breath while she waited for him to speak. The seconds were torturous as they ticked away. His palms clasped her face and he eventually let out a sigh. “What the hell was that?” he whispered.

She let out the breath she had been holding, the humor in his tone helping alleviate her fears. Ada bit her lip and smiled, trying to control the hope rising inside her.

“I don’t know, I’ve never experienced anything like that before. I wish I had thrown myself at you years ago.”

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He chuckled and kissed her cheek, his lips lingering on her skin. “It answers one question at least,” he said.

“What’s that?”

“You look even better naked than I imagined.”

Ada laughed and threaded her arms around his neck, pressing a quick kiss on his mouth. When she meant to pull away he held the back of her head and urged her closer, taking the kiss deeper. Their lips moved together, his hand sinking into her hair to keep her near.

The warmth of his touch eased her worries and set her mind at rest.

They both cared about one other, of that much she was sure. With that as a basis to build on, she knew they would find a way to make this work.

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