The Sex Chronicles of Kamto Okoye Chapter 1

                             The Sex Chronicles of Kamto Okoye Chapter 1.

Kamto Okoye was a gorgeous, tall woman with thick, long dark hair and big brown eyes. She had just arrived in California from Nigeria a month ago and was still trying to get her head around the craziness of being in a new environment. She was glad to be there, learning and just starting to work for a renowned tech company. After a recent break-up, she had signed up for Tinder, half expecting to find nothing at all, but hoping she might get lucky. As usual, everyone was either ignoring her or looking for a threesome.

Then one Friday evening, while getting swipe-happy, someone finally reached out with a message and started a real conversation. Her name was Abigail, she was a local Californian, and she wanted to meet in person. Kamto was excited. More than excited. She was wet. And she hadn’t even left the house.

She took the subway from Oakland to the city and made her way to the café Abigail had suggested. Kamto was there right on time. After some minutes, she began to grow worried. “What if Abigail didn’t come? What if she…” But Kamto didn’t get to finish her thought as Abigail walked through the café doors. She was dumbfounded. Abigail was just as beautiful in real life as she was in her photos. She was a beautiful white lady with long, luscious red hair, hazel eyes and the sexiest pair of hips leading up to a stunning, petite waist that Kamto was immediately fantasizing about wrapping her legs around. She stood up to greet Abigail and they both kissed on the cheek and hugged politely. 

“Sorry, I’m late! I had to park my car and walk a couple of blocks.” 

“Of course! It’s fine” Kamto replied.

They sat down and continued to chat about life, Kamtos’ reasons for moving to California, what Abigail did for work, food, politics, travel, etc. Kamto gracefully steered the conversation toward past sexual encounters. 

“What was your first time with a woman like?” Kamto asked Abigail.

“Oh, I knew from when I was pretty young. My first time on Tinder was with someone who wasn’t as experienced as me so it was kind of awkward. But the second one was amazing. We clicked, it was easy and there was no drama. After all, this is just sex, it’s meant to be enjoyed and there doesn’t have to be any more than that, you know?”

“I completely agree,” Kamto nodded. “I mean, I’ve just come out of a relationship so that is the case for me. But also I feel like people in Nigeria are just more open than Californians. You’re all so uptight here!”

Abigails’ laughter of agreement tinkled brightly and Kamto squeezed her legs together. She tried not to bite her lip while being drawn in by Abigails’ smile and her white business shirt, slightly sheer with her bra just showing through where the fourth button struggled to keep her breasts from bursting out.

“So what do you think? Should we get out of here?” Abigail asked all of a sudden, waking Kamto out of her brief reverie. 

Kamto perked up immediately. “Yes.” The statement was clear. She was drunk with anticipation for what could happen next between them.

“Where should we go?” she asked.

“How about my car?”

“Sure,” Kamto replied.

Now she could tell Abigail was a tease. They had been in the car 5 minutes, nothing yet. Why would she make her wait? 

“Can I kiss you?” Kamto asked, making the first move.

“Yes,” Abigail replied, relinquishing control of the situation to Kamto.

Without wasting a moment, Kamto grabbed the back of Abigails’ head and pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. Her tongue rolled slowly around Kamtos’ mouth. She traced Abigails’ lips with her own, sucked on her tongue, and lightly bit her plump bottom lip. Abigail let out a soft moan. Kamto put her hand on Abigails’ thigh, gently rubbing upward. She could feel Abigails’ body begin to relax against her, her breathing got faster as Kamto pushed her tongue deeper.

A horn beeping nearby startled Abigail out of the kiss. Kamto could tell they wouldn’t truly be able to finish here in the car. They needed somewhere more private.

“How about we take this to my office?” Abigail suggested, breathless. Kamto nodded, her pulse quickened. Abigail started the car and pulled out from the curb. 

“How are you feeling?” Kamto asked, her hand still rubbing up Abigail’s’ sheer stocking legs.

“Excited” Abigail murmured, as she tried to keep her eyes focused on the road.

Her office was not far. As soon as they arrived, Abigail swiped her key card and led Kamto up the stairs. They went straight to the spare office, a single large couch in the corner, big enough for them to both sit on. They immediately both sat down and embraced again, picking up where they had left off.

Their hands were now all over one another. Kamto gripped the sides of Abigail’s’ arms, pushing her back and unbuttoning her shirt so that just her bright red bra remained. Kamto was hungry to suck on Abigail’s’ breasts. They were so round and supple. She reached around and unclipped her bra as well, immediately cupping Abigail’s tits and sucking the nipple deeply, flicking her tongue across each lightly as Abigail arched her back and began to writhe with pleasure beneath her. While she was attending to Abigail’s’ breasts, Abigail had pulled down the top half of Kamtos’ bra cups and begun pulling on Kamtos’ nipples, pulling harder as Kamto sucked harder.

Kamto shifted back and could see Abigail open her eyes and drink in the sight of her voluptuous breasts. Kamto knew her own were double the size of Abigail’s’, and it seemed Abigail couldn’t take her eyes off them. Both their tops were off now, and Abigail quickly unclipped Kamtos’ bra, letting her full bosom leap out into the cool air. Kamto leaned forward and Abigail buried her face in them, hungrily placing long licks across the nipples, squeezing them sharply as she also reached around to put her hand down the back of Kamtos’ skirt and shifted her closer.

Abigail lay back against the back of the couch, her legs spread, and Kamto towered on top of her. She grabbed Abigail’s’ skirt and stockings and pulled them off until Abigail was completely naked except for her cream panties. Kamto noticed a darker spot right in the middle of them. Abigail was clearly soaking wet, and the sight sent Kamto into overdrive. She removed her skirt, and Abigail’s panties, now just her own G-string remained. She continued to kiss Abigail passionately, first pressing her fingers slowly down on the top of Abigail’s pussy, then down through the slick wetness of her exposed slit. Kamto felt a jolt of pleasure go through her as she realized just how desperately horny on Abigail was for her. She knew that Abigail would let her do anything she wanted to her.

Kamto lowered herself down and started slowly humping Abigail’s now exposed mound as both of them continued to breathe hoarsely. Abigail’s hands were all over her ass, then pulling back the front of Kamtos’ G-string and dragging Kamto closer to have their pussies touch for the very first time. It was electrifying. Abigail’s’ legs were completely splayed open, her own eyes looking intensely down at the lewd scene before her. Kamto glanced up to see Abigail looking lustfully at her own pussy and couldn’t hold back any longer. She needed to taste her.

She took her own G-string off, pushed Abigail’s’ legs back further and got down on her knees and took one, long lick from the bottom to top of Abigail’s’ juicy pussy. 

“Aaagggghhh” Abigail let out a cry of delight, grabbing onto Kamtos’ hair, pushing herself against Kamtos’ open mouth. Kamto licked again, then suckled on Abigail’s’ swollen clit, massaging it with her tongue as Abigail writhed beneath Kamtos’ firm grip on her hips. Kamto licked again, this time right across Abigail’s’ asshole and up through the now wet mess that was Abigail’s’ glistening pussy. 

“Ugggghhhhhhgg” Abigail cried out again, now more frantically pushing her hips forward, her feet still wide but resting on Kamtos’ shoulders and her hands grabbing and pulling Kamtos’ hair. 

“Ooooh. Oh fuck. Ooo ooh god, you’re gonna make be cum so quick”. She stammered. 

“Do it.” Kamto commanded her between long licks of her pink slit. Abigail was now on the edge and Kamto knew it was only a matter of seconds before she came.

“ahhhgghhhhhahh fuuuuuckk yyessss’ ‘ Abigail squealed as she pressed her now sopping wet pussy right into Kamtos’ face. Kamto held onto Abigail’s hips as she buckled underneath the wave of her orgasm, her clit so engorged she could feel the aftershock of Abigail’s orgasm pulsing against her own tongue. Kamto kept licking, but slower now, more gently. As her tongue grazed across Abigail’s hood, Abigail would spasm lightly, the area now extremely sensitive to any touch.

Once Abigail had partly recovered, she drew Kamto up from between her legs and kissed her long and deep on the mouth, taking in the scent and taste of her own pussy juices. Kamto stood up and pushed one of Abigail’s’ ong legs back, opening into front splits, then positioned herself over them, bringing herself into the perfect tribbing position. Abigail looked up at her lustfully as she lowered her protruding pussy lips down again onto Abigail’s wide-open slut hole. She gripped tightly onto Abigail’s leg and began moving back and forth, sliding across her glistening pussy. Abigail then grabbed onto one of Kamtos’ big dangling breasts with one hand, and the top of her own mound with the other, to expose the clit to Kamtos’ with more precision.

As both women continued to rock against one another, Kamto was struggling to get the leverage she needed, to get as close to Abigail’s clit as she wanted to. In one swift motion, she pulled Abigail to her feet.

“Get on the floor and lie down”, she demanded. Abigail obeyed immediately, lifting her leg back into the same position obediently. Kamto positioned herself over Abigail’s’recovering vagina and both women pulled back their outer pussy lips to connect their inner lips together. As their flesh connected, they sighed in harmony, and then began to move in rhythm once more. Kamtos’ hips moved faster and faster, grinding deeply onto Abigail.

“Ooohhhhhh” the both wailed, their breasts bouncing in unison, their desire building to climax.

Kamto could see Abigail was about to cum again so she thought changing positions might tease her, slow her down. She lifted herself up and lay down on the floor, inviting Abigail to take charge of tribbing on top of her. Abigail took the reins with ease. She took Kamtos’ left leg and pushed it back, then positioned herself sideways across Kamtos’ now puffy pussy. Groaning in anticipation, she pushed Kamtos’ outer lips aside and then swiped her own wet slit across the red, raw vagina beneath her. They began rocking again.

“Ooohhhh, fuckkkk” Abigail screamed.

“Yes, yes, yesss” Kamto squealed.

They were completely gone. Juice was seeping out from their holes, their nipples hard as rock as they rode themselves to a blissful orgasm. 

Kamto couldn’t believe it. This beautiful, gorgeous woman above her was hers, and Abigail just came all over her pussy.

After recovering, Kamto moved back and grabbed Abigail, positioning her to lay on her back, legs splayed out once more. She then began kneading and fondling Abigail’s left breast with her left hand, while her right hand snaked down to Abigail’s now quivering quim, waiting just a second, before plunging two fingers into Abigail’s sopping wet twat. Abigail immediately began humping, pushing against Kamtos’ two fingers that were now deep inside her. Her boobs bouncing as she was finger fucked by the Nigerian beauty – harder, and harder, and harder.

Abigail had lost all abandon now, all sense of time. All she wanted was to cream as hard as she could.

“Ohhhhhhhhgggg gosh, your fingers feel so good inside of me. Fuck me deeper” she moaned as Kamtos’ fingers plunged deep inside her again. Her own fingers now wildly fingering her own clit while Kamto worked excitedly on her g-spot. The orgasm was building, faster and faster now. She knew it was so close.

“Uhhhhggh, uuggghhh yesss” she grunted and groaned, fucking Kamtos’ fingers.

“aaaahhh fuckk. ooh my goddd I’m gonna cum… Yessss, ooohhh, Uhhhh I’m cummming Kamto. Yesss. Uhhhhggggg.” And with that, Abigails’ pussy exploded, her pussy milk squirting out onto Kamtos’ hand.

Without waiting for her to recover, Kamto straddled herself over Abigail. She lowered her pussy unto hers and began humping. Their pussies grind together fast and hard.

“Ooohghhgh Yessss Yesss fucckkk” Kamto cried out in ecstasy. 

“Aaargghhh ooohhh ngghft” Abigail groaned.

They were enraptured by the magnificent feeling going on between their legs. Kamto pinched both of Abigails’ breasts at once and Abigail clenched unto Kamtos’ ass as if holding on for dear life. 

“I’m cummminnggg” They yelled out in unison as they climaxed. They rode out their orgasms and slumped down onto the floor next to one another, completely spent.

“That was amazing,” Abigail exclaimed.

“You can say that again,” Kamto responded.

They giggled and then kissed each other. They got dressed and Abigail drove Kamto to the train station. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

That night, Kamto laid on her bed replaying the events of the day in her head. “Who will I fuck next?” She pondered. Her pussy shivered in anticipation of her next encounter.

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