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“Baby, I need you to tell me what you think about this track I just finished.” Dallas yelled excitedly while on his way to the kitchen where his new wife, Sira, stood elbow deep in dishwashing suds.
He paused at the top of the staircase and took a good look at her. Even in this moment, after putting together some of his best work that he was certain would put him on the map, he just had to stop and admire her beauty. Her skin was the same color and creamy consistency of smooth peanut butter, her long jet black hair always seemed to glisten, and her figure was just as tight as it ever was, thanks to her part time occupation as a Pilates instructor. He stopped in the doorway for a moment to appreciate the view he had of her “onion booty”, as he affectionately called it. He could see every dip and valley that her body made in her clingy workout gear that she hadn’t yet changed out of. She looked so damn sexy.
“So you’re done, huh? You’ve been acting all secretive for the past two weeks and now you’re finally ready to stop being stingy? I better hurry up and get down there before you change your mind!” She dried her hands and turned to him, her dark almond eyes full of anticipation. Dallas chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist and planted a kiss on her neck. He knew that was Sira’s feigned annoyance was just her way of saying that she was just as excited as he was.
Sira wrapped her own arms around her man and put her full lips on his and inhaled his scent. Sometimes she had to feel him to make sure that he was real. His cocoa brown skin, broad shoulders, full lips and ass never failed to thrill her. With the busy lives that they led, she relished every opportunity she had to get skin to skin contact with him. He didn’t have to do much to get her juices flowing; like right now, his breath on her face was driving her crazy! She didn’t know if it was really possible for a man to make her dizzy and weak, or if it was just the intoxication of being a newlywed, but she did know that she would do anything for the feeling that he gave her, just like a heroine addict.
“I can’t wait to hear what’s been keeping you all locked up in that studio all these days. I’m gonna go freshen up and get comfortable before I come downstairs.” She said as she planted soft kisses on the side of his face. “I’ll be down shortly.”
Dallas stiffened inside of his sweatpants. He knew what that meant. The first time they had sex was in Dallas’s studio when he brought her there to listen to his music. He hadn’t known then that his artistic prowess would be such a turn on for Sira. That night, when he touched her there, she came almost instantly-twice! He’d never seen anything like it, and he had just stood there in amazement as she rained down on him, totally oblivious to anything but her own pleasure.
Sira reluctantly broke away from her husband and rushed to their bedroom so that she could prepare for what was sure to be an afternoon rendezvous. In their bathroom, she quickly stripped out of her workout gear and hopped in the shower. Even though she was in a rush, she made sure to wash carefully so that she would be at the peak of freshness when Dallas touched her there. She could feel herself throbbing under the pulsating water, escort bostancı and her nipples got hard in as she thought about how he would feel inside her. She licked her lips as she thought about how he would taste, and she briefly pleasured herself on the shower floor. She didn’t bring herself to full climax though, she wanted to save that for Dallas because she knew he would deliver.
After her shower, Sira rubbed her body down with cocoa butter, taking extra time with her breasts to make sure that they were smooth as a baby’s ass. She doused herself with her favorite fragrance, one made up of essential oils, and made sure to put some in her bellybutton.
Sira thought about the first time she’d gone through this ritual for Dallas. They had only been dating for a couple of months, but she already knew that she was in love. She wanted to do something special for him, so she invited him to her place and greeted him at the door wearing a corset and a smile. The look on his face had been so priceless she’d decided to keep it going so that he would always anticipate seeing her just as much as she anticipated seeing him.
After letting her hair loose and giving her face a once over, Sira took survey of her Victoria’s Secret collection, which took up a whole chest of drawers in her closet. It was jam full of teddies, baby dolls, merry widows, corsets, and every kind of push- up- bra-and-thong combo that they sold. She loved all the frilly stuff, but she settled on a simple lace and mesh baby doll with a matching thong. She didn’t want to fuss with anything that would prolong the time that it took to get bare. She began to throb again as she slipped on her lingerie. Sira hastily put on her short cotton robe and slipped into some comfy slippers. She hurried downstairs to join Dallas in their home studio.Downstairs, Dallas was playing with his keyboard, trying to keep his mind off of his pulsating dick. He had been so caught up with his music for the past couple of weeks that he and Sira had not had the opportunity for real intimacy. They had a couple of quickies in the shower and in the early morning hours before work, but he had not taken the time to really give it to her like he normally did. It was more like just a release for the both of them, but now he had the chance to make her sing along with his music, and that was exactly what he was going to do.
He glanced around the studio and smiled to himself. It was pretty clean, thanks to Sira. She had actually taken the liberty of decorating the whole place for him. There was a tapestry on the far wall that was covered with the faces of famous musical greats. On the floor beneath that was a large square cotton mat that Sira had surrounded with a bunch of pillows that coordinated with the tapestry. Since they’d purchased this house, that mat had been the scene of many of their sex tape ventures. Dallas would never forget coming home to find a video playing on his computer of Sira spread eagle, pleasuring herself. His dick jumped as he thought of how she’d looked lying on the mat with her pussy out and her chocolate nipples pointed at the sky. Sira wasn’t home, so he’d waited patiently for her while his dick throbbed. When she finally arrived, Dallas pounced on her, ümraniye escort much to her delight. They went at it all night, and then stayed in all day.
He snapped out of his thoughts as Sira descended the flight of stairs that led to the studio. He watched as her creamy peanut butter thighs revealed themselves on the stairway. She was dressed simply in a short white cotton robe and matching slippers, but he knew better. If there was one thing his wife was good for, it was mystery, so there was really no telling what was underneath her nondescript wrapping.
“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” she said in her seductive drawl as she crawled in his lap and wrapped her arm around him.
“Ok. Here it goes.” and with that Dallas hit the play button.
The track started off with the sound of Djembe drums, which Dallas had been obsessed with since one of his friends, who is from west Africa, introduced him to their sound just months prior. The earthy beat was enhanced by several others until there was a nice groove going. It reminded Sira of an exotic vacation where she and Dallas would make love on black sand near flowing water. She closed her eyes and let her body move with the music, throwing her head back on the accent marks of the melody.
Dallas found himself getting lost in the music too. With Sira there, it was almost like hearing it for the first time. Even though he was feeling the mood of the music and drifting off into the world that he had worked so hard to create, he was not lost to the feeling of his wife’s gyrating pelvis. He began to move with her, the two of them enjoying the pulsating beat that was sure to bring many more bodies together under the swirling lights of nightclubs and the haze of liquor and sweat.
Sira could feel her husband’s large endowment pounding with blood and adrenaline and she knew what time it was. She didn’t waste any time dropping to her knees so that she could make her man cum to his own beat. Dallas was a little startled at her swift movements, and before he knew it, his pants were around his ankles and his dick was standing at attention. He closed his eyes and leaned back, glad for what Sira was about to do to him, and even more glad that he had put this shit on repeat! It wouldn’t stop until they were ready, and he had a feeling it might be a while.
Behind his closed eyes, Dallas could feel Sira’s warm tongue sliding up and down his shaft, moistening him and making his nerve endings stand at attention. He let out a low groan as she took the head and closed her mouth around it and sucked gently. She licked the underside and took him into her mouth completely, and took him in over and over again until she felt him near climax and dropped down to lick the inside of his thighs. Dallas took in several short breaths as he tried to remain composed as she kissed up his stomach and lightly bit his nipples. It was then that she kissed and licked him, lightly, slowly, and with purpose, on his neck, earlobes, and finally his lips. Dallas loved her lips, and he moaned slightly while she worked her tongue into his mouth and grinded her pelvis against his.
He couldn’t even take it anymore. He quickly undid her robe to reveal her sexy baby doll nightie kartal escort bayan and yanked it aside so he could take her chocolate nipples into his mouth. He slid his hands underneath her nightie and grabbed her ass and smacked it while he made circles with his tongue on her tasty mounds of peanut butter and chocolate. Sira moaned and let her head fall back as she felt the sensations rushing like waves over her body. She was so engrossed in the feeling of his tongue and the heat of his body that didn’t even notice that Dallas had removed her thong until she felt him entering her. He let out a quick breath as Sira’s tight, warm wetness surrounded his dick and took him in deeper and deeper each time. She gyrated against his dick and kept hitting her G-spot over and over again until her eyes watered up and started to pour. Dallas saw this and knew that meant she was ready to come, so he took over and started pounding into her as she gripped his shoulders and let out a “aaaahhhhhhh” at the top of her lungs and succumbed to the orgasm while he tasted the valley between her breasts.
When the waves subsided, Dallas picked her up and brought her over to the mat on the floor, his dick never leaving its spot. There, threw her legs back and pumped into her with deep, long strokes. He laid down on top of her and put his fingers in her hair and whispered in her ear.
“You wanna come on my dick again, baby?”
“You wanna come on my dick again, baby?”
“Yes baby, ooooh.!” She screamed as Dallas vibrated his whole pelvis into hers and stimulated her spot that was still sensitive and pulsating. Sira gripped the mat as she prepared for the inevitable spasms that would overtake her body as she came all over her husband’s dick, just like he wanted.
Dallas leaned down and kissed her pretty lips and felt her silky black hair with one hand. The other hand was dipping into her juices down below. He was a talented man and he knew that his woman was satisfied. But he wasn’t done yet.
As Sira lay down, trying to catch her breath and compose herself, Dallas slowly licked a path down her stomach to her bellybutton, where he drew small circles with his tongue and then traveled to her peanut butter thighs. He kissed the inside and then lightly kissed her lips there before spreading her legs as far as they would go and tasting her clit. She moaned and rotated her hips in a circle as he lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders. She could feel his hot wet tongue close over her clit and suck gently while his fingers traveled inside of her to tap that spot. He kept tasting and licking and sucking until he felt her body stiffen with the promise of her third orgasm. Dallas decided they would come together so he jumped up and stroked harder and harder until he felt Sira’s body tense up once again, and he finally let it go. They both grabbed each other and moaned in each other’s mouths as they flew high on their own ecstasy.
They lied there, breathing each other’s air and rocking into each other while they tasted each other’s lips. Sira admired her husband’s dark brown body, glistening with sweat. She rolled him over and got on top of him and gyrated to the music, still playing in the background. Dallas smirked at her and covered his face and shook his head.
“Haven’t you had enough, woman?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer.
“What do you mean enough?” she responded with a sly smile. “You do have other tracks for me to listen to…… right?”
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