The Roleplay With Ijeoma episode 8

THE ROLEPLAY
WITH IJOMA 🔞🔞
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CHAPTER 8 🔞🔞
Warning ⚠: this story is highly rated 🔞
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I woke up with my customary morning hærd-on. I moved Ijeoma to her back and eased her legs apart. I shoved my stiff d–k in her and f–ked her royally until she scre-med loudly for me to stop. There was no way that Ijeoma could possibly c-m anymore and her p—y was extremely tender. I got out of bed and used Ijeoma’s bathroom.

I took my morning pee and relieved the pressure in my bladder. I washed my d–k thoroughly and went back to Ijeoma’s bedroom. Normally I would have her s-ck my d–k and f–k her a-s but I decided to visit Susan instead.

I walked unclad into my bedroom and I saw that Susan was awake. How could she sleep with Ijeoma being so vocal that morning? She looked at my impressive d–k and subconsciously w-t her l-ips with her tongue. I moved over to the bed as she sat up. Sitting on the side of the bed, Susan took the big d–k in one hand and stroked it. She leaned over and ran her tongue over the pee h0le and around the soft mushroom head. She loved playing with a nice d–k and I had a very impressive one. She then took it in her mouth and began s-cking it.

Susan was a very skillful d–k s-cker and she had me ready to blow my load. I was ready after f–king Ijeoma and I would always c-m quickly with my first of the day. I could feel the release building in my scrotum and then I warned Susan that he was close. Susan never removed her mouth but welcomed my youthful discharge. She was prepared for the volume and force of my ejaculation as she had s-cked many virile c*cks in the past.

I reached for her head and buried my fingers in her soft hair as I fired five to six streams of semen deep into Susan’s mouth. Susan stayed glued to my d–k and drank down every drop of semen. Then she milked my d–k and drained it of every drop. She nibbled on the head of my d–k sending chills through my body. I had to push her head away as I thought he would faint if she kept it up.

My d–k remained hærd and looked menacing to Susan but she felt that she just had to have it in her. “Lay down on your back,” she whispered. “I got so hot s-cking your d–k that I need to sit on your d–k,” Susan gasped and quickly added, “I’m safe so it’s okay to c-m in me.”

I got in my bed on my back and I helped Susan straddle me. She lowered her p—y onto my d–k and mo-ned as it filled her womb. She remained still for a few seconds letting her v-gina stretch out and then she began to move. There was a slight pain in her shoulder but it was worth it to have the big d–k in her.

I began to pump my d–k in and out of Susan’s p—y as she bounced up and down on me. Susan positioned herself so that her cl*t was in constant contact with my d–k. I began to pound Susan’s p—y and Susan humped her h¡ps back at me just as hærd. The two of us f–ked each other frantically breathing heavy and grunting and mo-ning. Susan had another orgasm but continued to f–k me toward mine.

Susan lost count of her orgasms before I finally filled her p—y with my seed. He was glad that she told me that she was safe. I stiffened and then thr-st into her each time I felt my c-m ej×c×late. Susan rocked with me and she clenched her cunt muscles squeezing every drop of c-m from my d–k. Susan collapsed on my body as she felt the last surge of c-m leave my d–k. Susan held me tight as I relaxed my body. I couldn’t believe my good fortune in f–king Susan.

Susan rolled off of me and lay next to me. Susan, then she k-ssed her way down my chest passed my stomach to my d–k. I smiled to himself when Susan took my d–k in her mouth and s-cked it clean of their combined juices. Then she moved up my body and k-ssed me deeply shoving her tongue in my mouth again. Susan wanted to be sure that I got to taste both of us and she was pleased when I k-ssed her back.

“I need to shower and get going. I’m going to get Ijeoma to help me with my shower,” Susan whispered.

“I can help you,” I offered.

Susan smiled and took a hold of my soft d–k. “No, I think that I’ve had enough of this for one day.”

Susan got out of bed and went into Ijeoma’s bedroom. I went to the other bathroom to shower. Later the three of us were seated around the dining table finishing a light breakfast. Susan had called for a car to take her home. Susan left the house and I was sure that I would see more of her once her shoulder healed.

Over the next several months I established complete control over Ijeoma. I f–ked her whenever I was in the mood. Sometimes I would just have her s-ck my d–k and I f–ked her a-s on a regular basis. I saw a pictorial in a magazine with a model wearing a scanty maid’s costume. That’s when I got the idea to buy one for Ijeoma and have her wear it around the house when she was doing housework.

One Saturday Ijeoma was dressed as a maid and I had just f–ked her in the a-s when Tunde arrived at the house. Tunde had been pumping me for information about Ijeoma for the past two months. He wanted to know if I was banging her and he wanted me to tell him about her big bre@sts. Tunde was a big bre@sts guy and he loved women with big busts. I decided to invite Tunde over to the house but I did not tell Ijeoma. When Tunde arrived Ijeoma was surprised and shocked but not as surprised as Tunde to see her in the maid’s uniform.

I let Tunde in the house and told Ijeoma to get him a beer. Ijeoma did as she was told even though she was embarrassed to be dressed the way she was. She brought Tunde his beer and then I told her to join us in the living room. Ijeoma was directed to sit between Tunde and me. She could still feel my c-m in her rectum.

“Ijeoma enjoys wearing her maid uniform. What do you think Tunde? Doesn’t she look hot in it?” I asked my friend.

“I’ll say,” Tunde gulped as he stared down the front of the uniform.

Ijeoma was showing plenty of cle-vage and Tunde was salivating over her exposure. “Ijeoma, you know Tunde asks me about you all the time. He is really interested in your bre@sts. Why don’t you show him your tits? I know he is dying to see them,” I said startling both of them.

“I will not. In fact, I need to change clothes this minute,” Ijeoma replied nervously as she attempted to stand up.

I held her down and told Tunde to unzip the back of her uniform. With trembling hands, Tunde pulled down the zipper allowing the garment to separate. Ijeoma quickly held the top up with her hands so that her bre@sts didn’t spill out. I firmly pulled Ijeoma’s hands away and the top dropped to her lap baring her ample bre@sts. Tunde stared in amazement at her b–bs unsure of what to do next.

“Its okay buddy you can feel them. I know that you are dying to,” I encouraged.

Tunde tentatively moved his hands to Ijeoma’s bre@sts and began feeling them and m-ssaging them. In spite of her embarrassment, Ijeoma’s n–ples got hærd and that was the signal Tunde was looking for. He lowered his mouth to one bre@st to k-ss it and s-ck on the n–ple. Ijeoma mo-ned and she knew that I was going to let Tunde have his way with her. Ijeoma had never been with two men but she was sure that we would both f–k her that day. In a strange way, Ijeoma felt excited by the possibility.

“Ijeoma, I’m sure that Tunde has a boner by now. Take it out and play with it. Make him feel good,” I directed.

Ijeoma followed my instructions and she fished Tunde’s d–k out of his trousers. The d–k was average in size and smaller than mine. Ijeoma stroked Tunde’s d–k as he continued to work on her bre@sts.

“Come on you two let’s take this up to Ijeoma’s bedroom and get more comfortable,” I told them.

I stood up and helped Ijeoma to her feet. The front of the uniform fell down and Ijeoma’s bre@sts were left bare. Tunde stood up with my er-ction poking out of his trousers. The three of us went to Ijeoma’s bedroom as Ijeoma knew it was useless to protest. Once in the bedroom, I told Ijeoma to undress Tunde and then for Tunde to remove Ijeoma’s maid uniform. I undressed and by the time we were all unclad we were ready for action.

I told Ijeoma to s-ck Tunde’s d–k so she dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth. Ijeoma had become a very accomplished d–k s-cker in the past two months and she soon had Tunde ready to blow his load.

Tunde pulled out of Ijeoma’s mouth just before he came and aimed his d–k at her bre@sts. He ej×c×lated all over her bre@sts wetting them with semen. He then put his d–k between her bre@sts and pressed them together around his shaft. Tunde moved my h¡ps as if he was f–king her bre@sts.

“Oh God, I have been dreaming about this and now its happening,” Tunde cried out.

I got a towel from the bathroom and gave it to Ijeoma so she could wipe the semen off her body. Tunde was still hærd so I told him to get in Ijeoma’s bed on his back. I then had Ijeoma straddle Tunde and lower her p—y onto his d–k. By now Ijeoma was feeling hot and she began f–king Tunde in search of her own climax. I got the lube from the stool and greased up my d–k and Ijeoma’s anus.

I moved behind her and eased my rigid d–k into her receptive assh-le. For the first time in her life, Ijeoma had two d–ks in her at the same time and she loved it.

“Jesus Lenny, I can feel you in there,” Tunde stated.

Ijeoma had several orgasms before I came in her a-s for a second time that day. Tunde was the last to c-m but when he did he wanted his d–k between Ijeoma’s bre@sts again. I pulled out of Ijeoma’s a-s and Tunde rolled Ijeoma over on her back and kept f–king her. When Tunde was close to c-mming again he pulled out and sat on Ijeoma’s chest. He put his d–k between her bre@sts and held them together as he f–ked her bre@sts.

Tunde let loose another big load and the first spurts hit Ijeoma under her chin. Tunde kept his d–k between her bre@sts milking it dry and then he rolled off of her and lay next to her in bed. “That was great!” Tunde sighed.

Ijeoma got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Tunde and I heard the shower running and Tunde took that as his cue to leave. Tunde got dressed and I showed him out. “I can’t believe that happened. Thanks, buddy, I owe you big time,” Tunde said.

“We’ll do it again sometime,” I replied.

Tunde left the house and I returned to my studies. Ijeoma stayed in her bedroom the rest of the day contemplating what happened and what the future held for her. Easter was on Thursday and Ijeoma decided that she would get away for the long weekend.

I was happy not to have to go to school so I could not just stay at home on Wednesday night after work. Susan and I planned to have dinner in the town on Wednesday evening and then spend the night together at her place. I was looking forward to seeing Susan again as I had not seen her since that time at Ijeoma’s house.

I got off work early on Wednesday and I arrived at Susan’s place at 5:00 PM. She was thrilled to see him and she k-ssed me deeply plunging her tongue into my mouth. Susan’s shoulder was completely healed and she was ready for action. Within minutes I had my clothes off except for my boxer shorts. Susan had me sit down in a chair and she moved over to where I was sitting. She knelt down in front of me and without hesitation, she pulled my shorts down my legs.

She moved between my legs and my d–k started to stiffen in anticipation. Susan wrapped one hand around its girth and looked up at me with those adventurous eyes. She then tilted her head back down and brought her mouth towards my d–k. She ran her tongue up its smooth underbelly and I gro-ned aloud.

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