Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

She was actively groping one of her breasts now. The other hand had been rubbing harder and harder against her pussy. Now she slid it under the waistband and into her trousers, without even undoing the waistband. I couldn't tell if her hand was inside or outside of her panties, but the expression on her face told me her fingers were rubbing her lips. At first, I was shocked that Yetunde was touching herself before me. Then I realized that I was standing naked in front of her, getting a blowjob.

Adacze released my dick with a final kiss and stood. She looked at me but L was still in such a daze that it took me a moment to realize what she wanted.

"Oh, yeah," I smiled, sinking to my knees. I found myself facing her pussy, the panties starting to show a wet spot between her legs. She was so beautiful, wearing only that one garment. I kissed her slit through her panties, inhaling the fragrance of her juices. Yetunde now all but forgotten, I turned my attention to the woman in front of me, the love of my life. I wanted nothing else at that moment other than to give her pleasure.

With my lips still pressed against her pussy, I pulled her panties down. The elastic waistband moved across m lips like a rubber band, pressing my lips against her dark bush. I could feel the texture of the fine curly hairs and I could smell her wetness. I tentatively pressed my tongue into her slit, parting her lips, as my hands finished pushing her skimpy panties down her legs.

I felt her step out of them as I started licking up between her lips. She was wet, really wet. I wasn't sure if it was because she wanted to be fucked so badly or because Yetunde was watching, but she really wanted it. I used my fingers now to part her lips fully so my tongue could push into her hole. The smell and taste of her juices was overwhelming. At that point, I thought that the juices flowing out of her were her gift to me, her love for me pouring out into my mouth.

I felt Adacze's hands on my head.

They weren't pressing me harder against her. They were pulling up on me. I looked up, still feeling the curly hair against my face, and she breathily said, "I need you to fuck me. Now." Her words were insistent and I certainly wasn't going to deny her that pleasure. Or me.

I stood, but she was already moving onto the bed as I was standing. She slid backwards onto the bed until her head was on the pillow. She spread her legs for me as I crawled into position on top of her. Her hand was between her legs, guiding my dick to the place it knew so well. I moved lower, onto her body, as I felt my dick insert into her warm, moist channel.

Our bodies were coming together at a point where they fit so perfectly.

At this point, I didn't care if we were being watched. There was only Adacze and I, joining together as one in this ultimate expression of love. The feeling of being next to her, inside her, as close as we could become, was the nicest thing in the world. This wasn't having sex. This was making love. I looked into Adaeze's eyes, seeing my passion mirrored there. When a motion caught my eye, I looked over and saw something I was unprepared for.

Yetunde's clothes were in a pile on the floor and she was leaning against frame of the bathroom door. Her legs were spread a little and one hand was between her legs; the other hand held something I couldn't see. I was seeing her naked for the first time. I loved Adaeze, but I lusted for Yetunde.