Everything in life dies if you don’t work it. It’s the natural order of things. This is very true of love as well.
No matter how much two people love each other, if they’re not intentional about their love affair, the passion will die.
Love alone is not enough in a relationship. Effort is the key to unlocking the bliss in every relationship. I can tell you that for free because it has worked and is still working for Micheal and me. We wouldn’t have been able to sustain our peculiar relationship if we hadn’t continually put in the effort, especially since work has taken him outside the country.
He is scheduled to return to the UK after the long Christmas break and I am missing him already. Our last weekend together we stayed indoors and in bed, talking about life and our relationship.
Reviewing the past year and looking forward to the time ahead. It was a bonding time for us and we revelled in it.
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Later in the evening, we were both itching for some fun so we decided to have some company over. I called Rotimi and he called his former female colleague. We ordered some finger food and got the atmosphere ready with some soft music playing in the background.
Rotimi arrived first. He hit it off with Mike immediately. They started to talk about sports and politics and forgot about me. Not long after, the doorbell rang and Michael’s colleague came in. Ifeoma was quite petit but with the perfect shape. She was also very lively.
She got us laughing and dancing in no time. It seemed she had a thing for me because while we were dancing, she kept touching me and whispering in my ear. That was nice, but I was more interested in the dick. I signalled to Micheal and he waltzed to her side.
I went over to meet Rotimi on the couch, I sat on him and started to kiss him. I was a little tipsy at this point and so was he. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it. I was excited so I removed my dress. I wasn’t wearing anything under.
I fed him my breasts and rubbed his head while doing so. He moaned softly. As he sucked on my breasts, I ground on his hard dick. His finger found its way into my pussy. It went in smoothly because I was super wet already. He finger fucked me. I don’t know what was more pleasurable: What he was doing or the sound my pussy was making as his finger slipped in and out? I took a moment to pull down his shorts. Then I slipped his big dick in my pussy. It filled me. While in the throes of passion, I heard a loud moan that wasn’t mine. I had almost forgotten we were not alone.
Michael was giving Ifeoma a head. She opened her legs wide apart and held his head down as he ate her. Rotimi and I had our first set of orgasms and went to join in the party. I could not help but be drawn in by Ifeoma’s attractive set of breasts. She was making a loud moan when I grabbed the two of them together and sucked on her nipples.
Rotimi shut her up by putting his dick in her mouth. He mouth-fucked her. As she reached her climax, she started to vibrate and almost choked on Rotimi’s dick. Mike grabbed my ass and entered me from the back. He smacked my ass as he gave me the juiciest back shots. My juice was dripping down his dick. I bent over and caressed his balls. He couldn’t hold back. He came moaning: “Look what you let daddy do.”
We took a break to refuel and got out our card games for added fun. It was an eventful evening that continued late into the night. Needless to say, our guests spent the night at our place.
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