June 26, 2022

Edymaniac: The Notorious Four VII (18+)

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Edymaniac: The Notorious Four VII (18+)

The girls could hear the heat rising in Bunmi’s voice along with Lekan’s muffled grunts. Unconsciously, they found themselves breathing in sync with Bunmi — short, shallow breaths with long pauses in between — matching the rhythm of her motion as she rode Lekan into the floor.

“Unhh! Unhh! I’m riding him faster now… I can tell he wants to cum… Unhh! Yes, honey, you want to cum, don’t you? Hmmm?… Do you want me to make you cum? Because I know exactly how to do it so you don’t stand a chance… Yeah!… That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want me to give it to you?… Okay, then enough of this slow stuff… Let’s fuck!! Yeah!! Let’s do it rough!!

“UHH!! UHH!! Oh… YES!! You like that, don’t you? Yeah!! UHH! Yes!! You’re mine!! Yeah!! UHH!! I will ride you till you cum!!

You’re tied down, so you can’t stop me! Oh, fuck yes!! Don’t even try to fight it! Yeah, baby!! YES!! OOH!! That’s it!! Give it to me… Cum for me, baby! Yes!! YES!! OH YES!! Come On… DO IT!!”

Bunmi’s voice trailed off quickly into grunts, moans, and gasps for breath, joined by the rhythmic thud of her hips slamming down repeatedly on her helpless boyfriend. Aishat closed her eyes and imagined herself in Bunmi’s place, having passionate sex right there on the carpeted floor — her slender body exposed — her skin glistening with sweat — riding him wildly — reaching perfect satisfaction — basking in the glow of orgasm as it swept over them both…

Suddenly Bunmi cried out, “Ohh!! OHH!! Ohh fuck!! YES!! I’m… UHH!!… cumming… Mmm Yeah- AGAIN!! Ohh fuck, this is so fucking good!!”

Her voice was now quivering, “Mmmm!! Ahhhh… God DAMN!… That was amazing!… Ohh!! Oh, yes!! YES!! YES, BABY, YES!! Harder!! Comeon, baby!! Cum for me!! UHH!! I… must… Unhh!!… I must keep… fucking… you… Unhh!!! I’m cumming again!! Oh, baby!! Yes!! YES!! YES, OH, YES!! Hmmm-ahhh!!… Holy shit…

“I’m not stopping, baby! This is so good!! Unhh! I’m just… gonna… keep… cumming!! UHH!! UHH!! WOW!! Nnnn-aahhh!! Oh PLEASE baby!! PLEASE CUM!! I can’t take much more of this!!”

Aishat shot Nneka with a single look that said it all. Without another word between them, they scrambled around the couch to peek at the action. Bunmi was completely lost in orgasmic oblivion — she would never notice them. So they watched in awe as wave after wave of orgasm wracked her body.

She still wore her skirt, bra, and socks, but that was it. Her glasses were nowhere in sight, and her sweater lay in a crumpled, sweat-soaked ball on the floor nearby. Her hair was a tangled mess, her eyes were clamped shut, and her neck was stretched back lifting her chin toward the ceiling.

She held tight to Lekan’s hips and fucked him for all she was worth, “Oh baby!! Please cum!! Uhh!! UHH!! Fuck me!! Yes!! YES!! Holy shit, I’m cumming again!! OH Ffff-mmmm-OHH FUCK!!… Ohhh, wow!…”

Her whole body trembled as she came, muscles flexing visibly. Lost in a mindless surge of instinct, she became a wild animal, fucking furiously and begging for more, “I won’t stop… Do it again!! YES!! Harder!! YES!! Keep me cumming!!

Please!! Keep me cumming!! Don’t stop!! OOH!! Nnnnnn-AHHH!!!

Oh My God, AGAIN!! Nnnn-AHHHH-OHH BABY!! WOW!! YES!! WOW!! You are a fucking GOD!! Do it to me again!!

Please DO IT!! PLEASE!! Ohhh, yeah!! Like that! YES!! Nnng-AHHH!! WOW!! Holy shit… Wow! Okay, do it again!!”

Again and again and again, an orgasm ripped the breath from her lungs. Her voice became hoarse, but still she cried out for more. And still, she begged him to cum,

“PLEASE, baby!! Please cum!! Unhh!! Cum inside me!! UHH!! I’m fucking you as hard as I can!! And it feels… so… good!! Mmm!! Unhhh! Why won’t you cum!? baby… I’ll do anything for you!! Please just FUCK ME!! Yes!! YES!! FUCK ME!! OHH YESS!!!”

Overwhelmed with pleasure, she arched her back violently, dug her nails into his skin, and screamed at the ceiling. Her pussy clenched hard, trying desperately to pump cum from his balls… but they were still dry from the CyberSkin. Instead, she only managed to hold him at the agonizing brink of release — his body resistant to anything more. If only she would remove the gag, then he could tell her that her mission to make him cum was hopeless. But as long as the gag remained, Bunmi kept on fucking…

As this orgasm passed, she curled forward again, bore down, and resumed her relentless assault, “Come on!! Yeah, do it!! Uh!! YES!! Please!! YES!! Please do it for me!! Cum inside me, PLEASE!! Ohhh fuck, YES!!”

She leaned forward and planted her hands on the carpet on either side of his head. While slamming him repeatedly with her hips, she managed to hold her head steady just an inch above his. Sweat ran in rivers from her forehead, collected at her chin and nose, and dripped onto his face below.

She bit her lower lip, looked deep into his eyes, and pleaded in whispers, “How hard do I have to fuck you!? Please cum, baby… Please cum for me! Mmmm, this is so good!! Do you like it hard? You want it hard? Unhh!!… Harder? I don’t know how much more I can take, baby… Unhh!! Please, baby! Please cum!! Unhh!! Please just do it!! Ohhhh… Unhh!!”

Her eyes closed again as she focused on the incredible sensations racing through her body, and her voice grew louder and more urgent with every thrust of her hips, “Your cock feels so… fucking… awesome!! You just keep going! Ahh!! And going! Uhh!! Holy shit, you’re driving me crazy!! I’ll do anything for you!! Anything!! Please!! Anything you want! Yes!! YES!! Mmmm-aahhh, OHH YES!!

“Mmmmm… What do you want, baby? Anything… Tell me… Do you want to fuck like this all day!?… Well, I can make you… Unhh!!… feel this good… Unhh!!… for hours!! Yeah, is that what you want? Hours of fucking!? Ohhh yes!! Unhh!! Okay baby, you want it — it’s yours!! You can fuck all day! Yeah… When I’m done with you, it’s Aishat’s turn! She will fuck your brains out!”

Aishat and Nneka both gasped in shock at this new twist. Luckily, Bunmi didn’t hear it, or she would have seen them. Instead, she pounded her boyfriend harder and harder, eyes closed, describing her fantasy, “Yeah!… Uhh!! I saw what she did to you… You want her! Unhh!! And she wants you! She wants to make you cum! Yeah!! Uhh!! Cum for Aishat, baby… Yeah, fuck me now like you’re fucking Aishat!! Come On!! Do it!!”

A bewildering mix of embarrassment, jealousy, and arousal boiled in Aishat’s blood. This was such a wildly unexpected twist that she didn’t know how to react. So she sat there stupefied, just watching it unfold.

Meanwhile, mere feet away, now completely ignoring their spectators, Bunmi and Lekan fucked with a raving frenzy. It boggled Aishat’s mind to see two people going at it so violently, for so long, without either one tiring out. It was the hottest thing she had ever seen, and she desperately wanted to be in Bunmi’s place, experiencing this unbelievable thrill ride.

To make matters worse, it tortured Aishat to know that Lekan was probably fantasizing about her while having such intense sex with Bunmi.

Bunmi eagerly embraced the fantasy, and her screams filled the house, “Fuck me like I’m Aishat!! Yeah!! Harder!! UHH!! Yes!! UHH!! Do it!! Fuck her!! UHH!! Make her cum!! Harder!! HARDER!! She can take it!! UHH!! Oh My God, YES!! YES!! JUST LIKE THAT, YES!!”

Her eyes rolled back into her head, her breath halted, and her body quaked violently. Through gritted teeth she cried out, “Ohhh FUCK!! I’m cumming AGAIN!! YES!! I’m cumming!! Keep me cumming, baby!! OHH!! FUCK ME!! Keep me cumming!! Don’t stop!! OHH FUCK, that’s SO good!! Cum with me, baby!! OHH!! Please cum!! PLEASE!! OHHH!!… Oh My God… Please cum with me!!”

Her abs clenched, her hips bucked, and her legs shivered uncontrollably. Her pussy squeezed him forcefully, again and again and again — an instinctive pumping action, meant to finally hammer even the strongest man beyond all control.

But, no matter how much her body tried to pump it out of him — and no matter how much he burned for that feeling of release — there was simply nothing left for Lekan to give. Instead, the pleasure surged forth, only to stop short at an agonizing “dry” orgasm — a long, painful tease right at the verge of actual satisfaction.

Meanwhile, her body sensed how close he was to release, which naturally redoubled her orgasm and intensified the forceful clenching of her muscles. Together, their bodies had caught them in a perfect trap they could not escape.

As Lekan’s body reeled right at the brink, Bunmi’s body squeezed, flexed, and gushed in a futile effort to force him over the edge. Repeatedly, endlessly — orgasm hammered her — commanding her body to clench and destroying all self-control. She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t move, and she couldn’t stop the cycle. All she could do was to hang on and wait for it to end.

Again and again, it wracked her. Eyes clamped shut, she screamed at each eruption of merciless pleasure. In a haze of intense exertion, she couldn’t breathe, and she started getting dizzy and lightheaded. Eventually, even screams couldn’t reach her lips — merely raspy squeaks. Her fingers dug into Lekan’s skin as she held onto him for dear life. And still it continued — wave after unstoppable wave — juices literally pouring from her pussy.

Finally, she snapped. Her voice trailed off, lost in exhaustion, “Yes… do it… I want you to… do it…” And she collapsed, her unconscious body hitting the carpet and rolling slightly away from Lekan’s side.

Still stunned by Bunmi’s unexpected fantasy, Nneka couldn’t help saying the obvious, out loud, “Whoa… She fainted…”

“About damn time!” Aishat was already on her feet. In one swift motion, her leggings and panties hit the floor, revealing every inch of her slender body from her ankles to her chest. Not stopping to remove her socks or sports bra, she scrambled toward Lekan. She gripped his hips firmly to hold him down while she straddled his thighs. Once on top, she reached up to gather and tighten her ponytail, preparing for action.

“Aishat!” Nneka interjected, sounding a bit hoarse, “What are you doing!?”

Lekan could see ferocious lust swirling in Aishat’s eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed his cock, still slick with Bunmi’s juices, and looked him directly in the eyes. Without turning away or even blinking, she answered Nneka’s question with frightful precision, “I am going to fuck him ’till he cries.”

Lekan’s eyes boggled, and his heart jumped into his throat.

“But it’s Bunmi’s boyfriend! That’s cheating!”

Still staring into Lekan’s eyes, Aishat cracked a devilish grin, “Not if he doesn’t cum…”

Maintaining intense eye contact, Aishat scooted forward to rub Lekan’s cock against her slit. Earlier, with the mischievous glint of her eyes, the thrust of her hips, and the tickle of her finger, she had teased him to the edge of frenzy. Now, she finally rewarded him for his patience.

Entranced by her sinister eyes, he didn’t need to look down to know what was happening. Without blinking or breaking eye contact, she moved slowly, savouring each sensation. First, she pressed herself against him, causing her eyelids to narrow and the slightest moan of relief to rise to her lips. After a moment, her slim hips lifted smoothly. And she waited there — hovering — poised over his tip — giving him one last, long tease. Then she slowly lowered herself down.

Finally, after so much teasing, he felt her divine heat swallowing him completely. Although Bunmi was petite, Aishat’s hips were slimmer, causing Aishat to feel much tighter. Or perhaps she was just built differently.

Either way, her pussy gripped him with perfect pressure from every side, and she immediately started pumping him with short, firm thrusts of her hips. Against his will, he felt himself responding instinctively, bucking upward to meet her downward thrusts.

She taunted him with gentle encouragement, “Yeah, that’s it… There you go… Good boy!”

Nneka sat down on the carpet beside them, “You better not cum, Lekan! Or I’ll tell Bunmi!”

With Lekan tied up and his girlfriend laying unconscious just a few feet away, Aishat rode him gently at first, “Yeah, you better be quiet, too, or you might wake her up! We wouldn’t want this little adventure to end early, now, would we? Nooo… We want this to last… Yeah… So whatever you do,” she began playfully punctuating each word with a fast, firm thrust of her hips, “don’t — make — a sound — and — don’t… cum!”

With the word “cum” she ground herself down into him, pinning him hard to the carpet. He bit down hard on the shirt still tied over his mouth, fighting the urge to groan with pleasure. Aishat easily saw the struggle for control written on his face, but, rather than help him, she tortured him more by accelerating her rhythm. She also stretched out and leaned back, planting her palms on the floor by his knees.

This exposed more of her slim physique, which he clearly enjoyed, and made his cock rub against her G-spot, which she clearly enjoyed. Before long, her rhythm in this position accelerated from slow and gentle to feverish and rough.

Savouring the steady G-spot contact, Aishat relaxed her neck and let her head tilt back. Her gaze lifted toward the ceiling, and her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. With each smooth thrust, her hair bobbed and swung behind her.

Within minutes, a thin layer of sweat added a steamy sheen to her exposed skin. Droplets joined rivers running down her impossibly flat abs, collecting at the brim of her hips before rolling toward the carpet down her smooth, toned thighs. She moaned quietly at first, but Lekan sensed an urgency rising in her breath — an impatience matched by firmer, faster motion.

As Aishat worked him harder, Lekan could feel his own heat rising, and, as Aishat let slip a louder-than-intended groan of pleasure, Lekan felt the surprising swell of orgasm building up inside him again.

Has his body finally recovered from the CyberSkin? Or was Aishat’s tightness somehow triggering him in ways that Bunmi couldn’t? Regardless, Lekan suddenly found himself fighting for control, yet again — fighting the powerful urge to cum in this eager young girl’s pussy, with his girlfriend laying mere inches away!

“Mmmmm… Oh yeah!” Aishat sighed heavily and kept fucking, speaking to no one in particular, “Whew! Damn this is good!”

Sitting close enough to touch them if she wanted to, Nneka’s eyes were wide, her lips were wet. She marvelled at her friend’s sweaty body,

“Are you close?”

Written by
Dr. Deolu Oniranu-Bubble


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