THE ORGY-One Sinful Night by Chukwuebuka Ezeudeka

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[b]"Hey love”, she reply. And she introduced him to her friends there with her. He called her aside, and they walked to the shade just beside the pool. He brought wine from the filter, and they sat to it. They would just have it, and that would help. They talked about variety of topics ranging from the unceremonious ending of their relationship to the life after it. And he felt a spear of jealousy lance through him as she described just how good she was with opposite sex. This is a girl he loved telling him that she had moved on. And though they are apart now, he wouldn’t like to have a randy guy do things with her. When they had their fill of the concocted wine mixed some substance of Viagra, they felt the waves of fire in their loins that needed to be quenched. A maddening lust that racked their body. She had rubbed her legs together so severally to offer stimulation to the tingling sensation in her loins. But it didn’t help. The tips of her breast, her nipples are hard against the wet fabric of the material that covered her breasts. She felt she’d go mad if she didn’t go down on someone. And it had to be him, Abraham, her ex-boyfriend. She wouldn’t have sex with a randy guy she have no feeling for. And he was the only one. And it’s been long they had it last. She lusted after the sinner’s body. Abraham had been horny all night especially since he stepped his feet on the party hall. But the maddening lust after Debbie’s body has taken him to the brink of it. And he knew he couldn’t obtain the sexual healing he so desired with anybody else save for Debbie, his goddess of imagination, not with his prude girlfriend, Zinny. He couldn’t contain his feeling any longer. He had seen her from the corners of his eyes rub her legs together, biting her lower lips. He had caught her hand severally straying between her legs, rubbing the thin fabric of her panty. They both wanted it. “Debbie, I want you”,[/b]

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Episode 3 he said in a ragged breath when he couldn’t bear it any longer, reaching out to her, brushing the open side of her firm breast. She felt a wave rush through her, and he felt it too. She rubbed the thin fabric of her thong, tugging at it, and let her hand run the thin slick surface of her orifice. The unabashed show of raw sexual urge drove him to the limit. And she knew what she was doing to him.Her eyes held a dreamy sparkle as she smiled seductively at him, a quirky glint that calls him to her. “I’m all yours Abs. Catch me if you can”, she breathed out. And that did the magic. His lips brushed past hers. And she flinched from the sensation, a wave that she could never have described. A gushing tingling spark ran through their body. She grabbed him a little roughly round the neck, and pulled his face to hers. His lips jammed into hers. His tongue delving flawlessly into hers, exploring every corner of her mouth, and twirling round her tongue. They felt they were alone at the poolside. Everybody was minding their activities. A stale erotic air hung around the pool. Some were dancing to the spur of the moment, few were having their romps in the pool, others lurked at the corners of the hotel, making out and others having quickies. The atmosphere was highly erotic, enhancing their activities. The night was a moonless void, and it was cold. The always preferred ‘weather for two’. Her hands were roughly behind him, pulling hard on his shirt and at the same time furiously giving assaulting caresses all over his body. She was a wild sexy temptress, and he had to deal with it. His hand strayed down to her thigh, pulling off the towel tied loosely round her waist, revealing the thong that hid nothing to the eye. Her wet glory glinted with its juice under the shimmering light. He would have this girl, and nothing would stop him. “Let’s book a room for the whole night. I will pay”, he said in a rasped breath, holding himself from the raging spell that held him. He was ashamed of going naked there, and join in the unabashed dance of lust. They would sure have enough of themselves but not here. It wouldn’t be heard of him, the S.U.G D.O.S (Director of Social). It wouldn’t be heard that he had sex by the poolside during the birthday bash of his friend under the prying gaze of the public. What a story it would make.He helped her up, letting his hand stray to her waist region, just beneath her panty. He cupped there and let his palms linger there. She is damn beautiful, a goddess. He wondered how God would be if His creature could be this beautiful. God must be A Perfect Artist, A Beautician who endowed all the perfections in His arsenal on one person, Deborah. Time would come when he would have to adore her lissome body, and he would ravish her till he’s spent, and could go no longer. He guarded her staggering self to the hotel’s reception where he paid for the room they are going to use. And guided her to the berth where he would worship and adore his sexy goddess. And he would have her to his fill.

Episode 4 As soon as they were behind the door of the room they booked for themselves, she tugged roughly at his clothing, ripping him of every piece of clothing on him save for his boxer, and he tugged at the towel on her lower waist which formed a heap on the ground with his clothing. They wanted each other so badly, a desire that had torn deep into their system. She let her palms run the fine sprinkles of hair on his hard muscled chest, and pulled at them so roughly making him flinchfrom the painful sensation it caused. She knew just how to make him squirm and writhe in painful pleasure. She brought her mouth to the hard nipple on the left side of his chest, and bit there softly, eliciting a soft groan of pleasure from him. At the same time, she let her hand run the fine rough silk of his lower abdomen, beneath his boxer and held his stiff rod with her soft palm eliciting some shivers from him. She was killing him and she knew it. How could he have forgotten how this felt with her, his sexy dominatrix? She would always want to be in control. “Deborah!!!” He called out in a gasp. “Ssshhh!!!” she let out, with her index finger across her lips, gesturing him to keep quiet. The soft dip in his voice was so distracting, and so was the intimacy created by the limited space between them in the room. She looked up into his eyes in the dim lighted room, and she became aware of how close they were to each other. She had not been so close to anyone else. At the blink of his eye, her stiff restraint melt like wax. She had loved him and still do. And she would do anything to have him back, all to herself. She looked up hornily at him, then stood on her toes, grabbed his neck and pulled his lips back into hers. Their tongues jammed again and twirled with each other. His hands ran furiously over her back and down to her mounds, cupping them. He brought his hands to her boobs which lay firmly undisturbed beneath her bra. Moving slowly towards the king-sized bed of the suite with their lips still locked in a hard snog, he tugged at the rope which held the bra firmly in place, loosening it, bringing the two firm, smooth ivy towers to view. It stood proudly on her chest and looked full with a large patch of dark areolas. He stepped aside to adore her beauty. Her beautiful face which illumined under the light, and the smile it held which can charm a snake into benign companionship, her curves and edges, to her straight fine legs and quintessentially, her hip which has a lot store in its arsenal. He reveled in her beauty. She was indeed a goddess, his goddess.She stood there unabashedly nude under the intense gaze of Abraham who stood gaping at her. A churlish smirk lurked her beautiful face as she watched him take in her features, he would always do that whenever they have sex. She rubbed her legs together, biting her lower lip seductively. She laid on the bed, slipping her hand between her legs, just beneath the thin fabric of her thong and fingered herself. She would help herself to a mind-blowing orgasm if he would just stand there, gaping at what he had always seen. She spread her legs widely apart to have enough room for her sultry act, revealing her slick tiny opening which had her clitoris poking out to the intense scrutiny of Abraham who swallowed hard as he took in the view before him.

Last episode His boner had stretchered to its limit, to its glory, smearing his boxer with pre-cum it had released, aching him like hell. It clamored to be freed from the prison that held it confined, threatening to rip the boxer open and find its way out if not freed. He watched her slip the thong off her body sultrily. Her slick opening laid bare, staring back at him. Her clitoris stood out in all its glory from her wet, dripping its piquant juice that filled the air with its scent. He couldn’t contain it any longer. He went to her, tugging hastily at his boxer, pushing it down and kicked it off his feet, giving his rooster the freedom it so clamored. “Hmmm Abs, I love what I see”, she moaned into his ears, welcoming him back to her body. She hugged his muscular frame so tightly, roughly scrunching herself into him. He nibbled at her ear and bit it softly eliciting moans of painful pleasure. It was just time to remember just how much she loved her sex with this guy. She bended her head to graze his sweaty skin, her tongue licking luxuriously against his collarbone. She laid slowly on the bed, shifting her weight upward towards the bedpost. He laid on her and their lips met again slurping and twirling harder. He let his hand work through her breast, fondling and tugging at her nipples, and the other caressing and making its careless journey up her inner thighs, avoiding the clit. His hot breath on her bare neck fanned her entire body into submissiveness and melted all her resistance. Her head was thrown backward, her eyes closed, her mouth clenched tightly and her snorty breath coming in gasp as she neared her orgasm. She closed her legs on his hand between her legs, holding it in place inside her. And she rocked her waist against his fingers in her female-core, working herself to her first orgasm of the night, quaking violently to the rhythm of her fanciful desires. Her eyes held a dreamy sparkles as she smiled at him. He went down again for a kiss which she received and responded to in a likewise enthusiastic way. His fingers worked to liberate a condom from the pack on the bedpost, but she would have none of that, not with this guy, her demigod. She would have him raw. He was taken off-guard by her passion as she pushed him down onto the bed.She moved over him, her face filled with an expression he couldn’t remember seeing there before as she straddled him. Her eyes were closed so he couldn’t read them. A smirk lurked the corners of her lips as she bit her lips as if she was trying to keep them from trembling. She would have this demigod of her fantasy to her fill, and it had to be now. Abraham groaned as she brushed her moist treasure against his steely erection. It was so near that he could plunge in but she wouldn’t have any of that. She kept her moist treasure almost out of reach. She wanted to be in control. This wasn’t how he planned it, he planned to be to be in control, to play a dominant role in the romp but not with this sexy dominatrix writhing around atop him, teasing him. Swirls of frustration etched deep in him and sat luxuriously on his face. He let out a sigh that lingered on and God help him, he liked the effects she was having on him.“Please Debbie”, he groaned. And she felt something snap inside her, and despite the fact that she reveled in her fleeting moment of power and control, she knew she couldn’t wait any longer. Positioning herself, she slid down his hard, erect length deep into her. She heard him groan as he filled her, and for a moment she couldn’t move. She wanted to fall on him and hug him, clinging so tightly and never let go. To tell him that nothing felt as good as this, and nothing would ever be. She began to move. Their bodies met and reacquainted with each other as she eased his throbbing shaft in and out her eager flesh. She moaned as he brought his hand to her boobs and played with them, fondling them and pulling on her nips. And when he brought his hand on her clit and rubbed there, she let out a loud shuddering scream. It felt so good that she never wanted it to stop. But it didn’t last as long as she wanted. How could it when they had both reached their edge? She tried to prolong the erotic dance as long as she could, but that hot waves were too powerful to hold back. She gripped his shoulder, and pushed her hips into him as dark impulse of pleasure overwhelmed her. “Yeah Abs. Right there… Yes!!! Harder !!! Arghh!!!” she moaned incoherently as she felt the first shimmering tugs hovering at the edges of her consciousness. She fell hard on him, clinging tightly. He flipped her unto the bed. His powerful body sweaty and tensed as he rammed into her with unrehearsed speediness. He could feel his own pleasure build up deep within him. And he let out a ragged groan as he rode his own wave of pleasure, his own epileptic dance of pleasure. He kept his eyes shut as their bodies gradually grew still, and mesh into one another. He rolled off her body, his limp rooster slipping off her wet glory. She snuggled against him that he heard the beat of her heart. He smelt her hair, and it smelt like olive. He wriggled a little, aware that they were still locked intimately together. She was sleeping in her nakedness just beside him. She is beautiful, even when she sleeps. And for a moment, he felt an urge more than his physical desires. He was falling too deeply again for her. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Back in his room, Abraham lay his tired frame on his bed basking in the euphoria of his raunchy adventure. And at a moment, he felt the pang of melancholy wash through him. The harsh light of reality fell hard on him. A blanket of sadness covered him as it dawned on him that he had cheated on his girlfriend with his ex-lover, and he didn’t feel any remorse. He knew that they would never be the same again but he would try to make the relationship work. But quintessentially, he felt he had one sinful night of pleasure, and he felt fulfilled. THE END ©2017 @Flames

IT IS SINFUL INDEED

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