After We Broke Up At 1am, She Heard Me Fucking The Neighbour At 6:30am

I moved into this new compound, and the first girl I noticed was Ada.

From day one, she was an absolute sweetheart.

Anything I needed for the house, like salt, matches, or detergent, she’d bring it without me even asking.

She’d come over to cook, wash my clothes, and sweep, all voluntarily. I never sent her; she just loved helping.

Because she was always around, the neighbours automatically assumed we were dating.

In the whole compound, there were only three women: two single ladies and one married woman.

The rest were guys. So Ada stood out.

One evening, I had a big fight with my girlfriend over the phone.

We were shouting so loud the whole compound must have heard. She broke up with me right there.

I was heartbroken but tried to act strong, like “big boys don’t cry.”

A few minutes after the call ended, there was a soft knock.

I knew it was Ada. I opened the door, and she asked what happened. I told her everything.

She looked genuinely sad for me and suggested we go out to clear my head.

I drove us to a nice lounge she recommended. We drank, talked, laughed, and played Truth or Dare.

That night I learned she had a boyfriend but he was cheating, and she was only staying because she was scared of the heartbreak of leaving.

She wasn’t in love anymore , just waiting to see how things would go.

The game got spicy.

When it was her turn, I jokingly said: “Truth or dare?” “Dare.” “I dare you to come to my place tomorrow morning at exactly 6:30 a.m. for unprotected sex.”

She froze for a second, laughed nervously, then said, “Okay nah, deal.” I was shocked but played it cool.

We left the lounge late. I was tipsy and passed out as soon as I got home.

Next morning, just before 6:30 a.m., there was a quiet knock.

I had completely forgotten about the dare. I opened the door half-asleep, and there stood Ada in a crop top and bum shorts, looking like a goddess.

Everything came rushing back. I let her in and locked the door.

She slowly pulled off her top. Her full, firm breasts stood proud with dark, perfect nipples already hard.

I grabbed them immediately. She slipped out of her shorts, and in seconds we were both naked and burning with desire.

My morning erection was harder than ever.

We didn’t even brush our teeth, she just pulled me into a deep kiss, and we fell onto the bed.

I went down on her, licking and sucking until her legs started shaking and she came hard.

Just as I was about to slide in, someone started knocking loudly on the door. We ignored it.

I entered her raw and we went at it like animals, loud, sweaty, and passionate.

The knocking continued the whole time, but it only made us go harder. We didn’t care who heard.

After almost 40 minutes of nonstop thrusting, I finally came.

We lay there catching our breath, laughing at how crazy it was. I told her we were going for round two.

That’s when I walked to the door and asked who it was.

It was my (now ex) girlfriend. She said she didn’t mean the breakup and wanted to talk.

Then she heard Ada’s voice inside and asked who I was sleeping with.

I told her it was none of her business and to leave.

I went straight back to the bedroom and we started round two, this one lasted over an hour.

When we finally done, Ada showered at my place and stepped outside.

That’s when my ex jumped her, slapping, pulling hair, and calling her a harlot and everything.

Ada didn’t fight back once (I think out of respect for me).

Eventually my ex stopped, stormed off, and I made it clear the relationship was over for good.

A few weeks later, Ada broke up with her cheating boyfriend.

We started dating officially, and now we’re planning to get married this November.

Sometimes the greatest love comes after the biggest heartbreak. With Ada, I have peace, mind-blowing sex, and genuine happiness every single day.

The End.