Ada was on the phone for about fifteen minutes during which I was working my tongue on her now moist pussy. She would jerk her waist every now and then to my oral magic. She moaned softly at some point and her fiance asked what it was. Ada claimed she was touching herself as usual and he believed easily, which meant they usually had phone sex. They soon started talking dirty over the phone. Mr Fiance was stroking his cock on the other end of the phone while I was pleasuring his wife-to-be with my tongue. Ada moaned loudly to every lap of my tongue on her pussy. Her fiance must have been feeling good thinking he was the reason behind all that pleasure. Ada came on my tongue twice before the phone sex ended.
We kissed for a while until Ada went on her knees and gave me the blow job of the century. She must have taken my cock beyond her throat judging by the strength with which her throat muscles gripped my turgid cock. I told Ada I was gonna cum, hoping she will let go of my monster so I can pour my sperm on her succulent breasts. Instead, Ada held my ass tight and pushed my manhood even deeper into her throat. My fluid must be going straight into her intestines from the way I felt the force of the ejaculation in my dick. I’ve not felt that way in a goddamn long time. Ada laid in my arm on my sofa as we watched TV together. She fell asleep moments after.
I got off the sofa leaving my sweet and naked Ada in the living room to pick up my iPhone from the bedroom. I paired it with my sound system via Bluetooth and played my Naija music play list. Sean Tizzle’s Perfect Gentleman was the first song to play. My other phone was ringing right beside Ada on the three-sitter so I quickly picked it up and made for the kitchen. It was Remi on the other end scheduling a rendezvous for the next day. The call ended and Gina’s call came through too. Gina wanted to know if we could spend the night together. “Hmm! If I no give myself brain, these women go just kill me with fuck”, I thought to myself. I returned to the living room and decided to watch TV until Ada wakes up from her nap so I can fuck her properly. Her phone started ringing too and she woke up immediately.
“Sorry Tunde but I have to be at work right away. My boss needs me urgently. I think there’s been a problem”, she apologized. I had to drop her off at the bus stop where she could easily get a taxi.I needed some rest from all the fucking too I thought. I returned to my apartment and ate some food before going to sleep. I must have slept for about an hour when Ada’s call came through. She just got fired. They had a security evaluation at the hotel and the whole evaluation crew watched my Ada masturbating several times on the CCTV. How could she have been so ignorant of the rotating camera at the entrance of the reception? No thanks to her colleague whose unscrupulous activities triggered the evaluation.
Ada must be feeling so terrible with her feeble voice over the phone. “Are you going home now?”, I asked after sympathizing with her. She paused for a while before deciding to come to my place later in the evening. I couldn’t tell whether I really cared about Ada losing her job or it was the pussy. All I could think of was fucking her all night long. The call ended and I continued watching TV while thinking of what to make for dinner. I also wanted to impress Ada with my culinary skills so I decided to cook some melon and bitter-leaf soup with Semolina. I prepared my market list and was ready to leave the house when my landlord’s youngest wife barged into my apartment without knocking. “W…w..what is it Cynthia?”, I asked. She dropped her gown from her shoulders all the way to the floor before I could say another word. She charged toward me and pressed her hard nipples firmly against my chest.
To be continued…