Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

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Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

Talk with talk, friendship develops
Hand in hand, friendship blossoms
Heart to heart, love begins.

The fun in loving, is in being loved.

Ada and I had, perhaps, one of the most symbiotic of relationships. She didn’t take me for granted, neither did I take her for granted.

Over the next days that followed that night, I could see where we were leaning to. And I was so impressed at the new kind of relationship I had never experienced before. And a rather keen eyes thought me things about women through Ada.

In a relationship, a lady wants to know that she is loved by being part of decisions. In doing this, Ada’s calls increased sporadically after that night because she always felt the need to let me in to anything she wanted to do and anywhere she wanted to go. And even when under no obligation to tell everything nor anything I am doing including reporting my exact geographic location at every call, I knew she wasn’t trying to be possessive.

Most ladies like her are misunderstood. It may just be a case of obsession. A lady that is obsessed with her lover will always act in ways that might misinterpret her as being ‘too possessive’ when in fact she is only expressing love the way she understands it. Sometimes being clingy. Other being just straight up
Ada wanted us to see everyday. Talk on phone every minute. She was never tired of buying gifts.

And she loved to make love! Damn, she was a real lady who knew what she wanted. A real lover. She didn’t hold back. She rather gave her all.

I’d take her out saturday evenings, and sometimes we just have an indoor picnic at her place. The other room in her apartment was converted to a picnic room. Lol.

We’d just spread duvette in the center of the room under the fan and always had beside is a basket of foods and drinks she arranges for.

Chicken laps, Ketch-up, syrup, slices of bread spread with chocolate, shortbread, sometimes salad, wines or creams like Baileys. And two glass cup. So we spend ours indoors playing board games like scrabble and even ludo, eating, drinking, making jokes and laughing. And of course, it always ends in very hot s*x. And those kpomo chopping sessions were always wonderful. Play, eat, drink and Bleep on same spot, in the center of the room. I call it ecstatic fun, she calls it romantic! Whatever that means though.

That christmas was a christmas to remember.

We spent what looked like more time outdoors than indoors. Went to beaches, malls, cinemas, live plays, concerts and many other social events.

25th December was different though. She went to her folks. While she was away at her folk’s, I missed her terribly. I felt bored in an empty world.

Being without her for two days was hell. We talked on phone most of the time though. But it gave us ample time to appreciate each other and realize how much really we meant to each other.
Her parents had asked her to stay till New Year but she would have none of that. By 27th, I guess she couldn’t stand it anymore, she returned!

She looked dazzling! Each time I saw Ada, it always felt like I had never seen her before, always a sight to behold. Still awed by her beauty, I had to snap her with my phone.

That night, we made sweet steamy and passionate love. Quite fulfilling making love to the one you love.

The next day, I took the picture I had casually snapped to a studio where they added some effects to her look. And then I asked for it to be printed. A full picture of her, head to feet, was printed. Same day, I took a bus to Ikeja. At a busstop named ‘National’ where there’s a Con-Oil filling station, there’s an artist that draws. He charged quite a bit to draw her.

But only down to her upper torso. It was ready in two weeks. So I presented it to her.

That evening she had come over to my place and we had made some madt love. And then, while she was still laying on the bed, I slipped on my boxers and brought out the surprise.

When she saw a three feet tall portrait of herself, looking so very much exactly like her, she was beyond excited! It was a surprise she had not anticipated nor ever thought of, quite rare a gift.

And she loved it. And never stopped talking about it. By the next day I visited, it was already standing in her living room.

It was like the portrait gift I gave her triggered her libido to a new level, an all-time high. One evening, I arrived at her place. After dinner she had made, she prepared a hot bath for me.

She brought out pyjamas. She got one permanently for whenever I stay over, I have one to sleep with. See me oo, me wey no dey sleep with pyjamas for my crib o. But where I started suspecting there was something up was when I started to perceive some fragrance in the air.

I would step out of the bath into the room to meet a candle lit room. Many scented candles lined up orderly and there was Ada glowing in the dimly lit room in a red colored night gown. Smooth night gown but as expect, someone with Ada’s kind of asss would score additional points in that.

The gown captured the delicate curve her waist, hips and asss gave the gown.

She cat-walked over to me, wrapped her arms round my neck and planted a kiss on my lips seductively. My shaft roared alive!

I kissed back, but with only towel wrapped around my waist, bare back and nothing underneath it was an easy flowing evening.

She broke the kiss, walked to her CD player and pushed a bottle. A smooth voice came on. Soft, easy and soulful, Anita Baker’s voice began to render a gentle piece. Ada slowly walked back to me and gently pushed me gesturing that I sat on the chair behind me. When she took a step forward, I took a step back. Two steps later and I was sitting on the chair.

The room were lit by red scented candles and it gave a very romantic ambience to the room. Ada stepped and slowly she began to dance to the slow rythm of soul music. It was beatiful to behold, Ada was dancing for me. In a red night gown, I swear, that lady was killing moi! Choi!! Na so my John-Thomas begin dey nod him head o.

Ada danced delicately, seductively as I looked on.

The whole sense was s£nsu@l. I now desired Ada more than ever! Her yansh was appealing every time she twisted and turned, I yearned. She didn’t wear bra, her full b0s0m were looking ever so beautiful! Yellow and virgin. I could see the Tips waving hi to my mouth. What an invitation! One to be well honoured.

The revealing night gown added some flavour to it all.

As if I was dreaming awake. After giving me a show of s*xy** dance, she started to walk towards me like a fox, she held my eyes as she walked to me. I was beginning to anticipate. I swallowed air. Lol. That type of swallowing you do when you’re hungry and you see a sumptuous meal being brought to you. Yes, I was salivating.

Ada was it. My mouth was getting we the way I’m sure her Kitty-Cat was getting wet at what was about to get down. I held her laps, feeling the fullness, my hand went upwards reaching across every expanse of flesh on her body.
I slid my hand under her short night gown and pulled down the super thin pant. Red also. Hmmmm… She had really prepared for me.
She sat on my laps facing me with her hands wrapped round my neck. She sat, her left leg on my right leg and her right leg on my left leg. I loosened the towel and slipped it down. Then I gently parted my legs, as I did this, her legs too parted and underneath the door to bliss parted too. My rod was rock hard. Hard like steel. But not yet, I slid my fingers under, between her legs, she was wet already. I began to handle her cl!ttoris. As I did this, her wetness increased so I slid in my middle finger as she let out a m0an.

She leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on me. Her mouth was warm and wet too.

I started to finger her gently, allowing her feel the effect. And she did feel it. Because no long later, her breathing changed. It was heavier now.

Spit served to lubricate my shaft especially the rooster as I pulled her closer unto my pelvic region and positioned her to so my rod could slid into her from under. And by the time I slid into Ada wet Well, it was so warm, it felt like home.

Ada’s Kitty-Cat felt like the closest thing to paradise!

She let out a soft m0an as she sat and the entire length of my shaft went deeper into her
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh” she let out
I held her two sides by the waist, I was about to begin a thorough work that will see it executed in stages that will see it through different phases until the moment of explosion.

I allowed her the fun of screwing herself with my rod. I just sat back and enjoy the thrill than ran through my body as she began to ride my rooster. It was really beautiful just sitting there for some 5 to 10 minutes while she screwed herself out, m0an!ng
“Ahhhhhhhh Uuhhhhhhhhhhh”
Of course, she could bend and Bleep however she pleased so my rod could fvck all nook and cranny of the honeypot. Indeed Ada’s own had real honey there. She was so wet that her honey was dripping down my shaft while she m0aned
“Uhhhhhhhh ooooohhhhhhhhhh”
After riding me for about 15minutes, her pace reduced, the effect was getting into her seriously that she became weaker, she then came down and held me by the hand as she dragged me gently to the bed. But just as she was about to climb into the bed, I stopped her there by the edge and bent her over. Instinctively, without much ado, she part her legs to reveal that blissful paradise. Looking back and remembering the sight again is making me get a hard on as I type this sef.

Ada’s Kitty-Cat was pretty looking. Beautiful looking Well, I swear! Red, warm and wet! All three prerequisites for a wholesome fvck.

A Kitty-Cat is only ready for work and be work upon when it is red, warm and thoroughly wet, this was the perfect state of Ada’s Kitty-Cat!

I parted her two heavy butts and slid in!

Jeeezzzzz!!! Additionally, hers was tight. So sliding in from the back was out of this world, this time around I think it was me that was m0an!ng sef!

It got to a stage that I forgot myself. My eyes were closed and all I could feel, think of and see was the soft caresses Ada’s luscious Kitty-Cat was giving my dicck. I began to pound Ada from the back. Ramming her tightly with a rooster as hard as steel. With every thrust I gave her steadily, I could see ripples on her massive batty as it vibrated to the effect of the bang. I bang and bang Ada. Chei!

I screwed Ada like no tomorrow. She was feeling it every step of the way as I bleeped her into heavenly bliss
“Yesssssss uuuhhhhhhhh uuuhhhhh”
She m0aned, panting heavily and even though the room was cooled by air conditioning system, I could see perspirations. Dogggy style is a classic!

Many thing evolve in the bedroom but I don’t think this style can ever become outdated.

The style of first choice since 0000BC!

Anyone who’s never had it, needs to experience its magic!

I continued to fvck Ada from the back as more and more juice flowed out of her. I noh fit lie, womanliness sweet o. And this particular type dey scatter head. At this moment, I felt more high than having vodka Albanian SK or Afghan Kush.

This punnie got me higher than high.

Whenever, I come down from this high, I will have to relive this experience again.

After about another 15-20 minutes in this position, she turned over and la!d back down.

I climb over her and positioned properly. I slid in as she continued the enjoyment of the special rod. A special rod is one that does a good job.

I bleeped Ada to stupor that night and by the time her punny tightened, I could feel the cream coming.

With all I muster, I exploded with the roar of a lion, king of…

The evening was refreshing. We la!d there tired.

She turned and la!d her head on my chest and I put a hand over her. She touched my cockk and I looked at her, she said…

“This is my beloved **** in whom I am well pleased.” I smiled at her as she patted my rod.

Truly, Ada was the nearest thing that I have felt to paradise.