Marika found herself in a unique moment with both of her kids with dad for the weekend, and no college homework assignments due. Moreover, her Master Jim was in town and without firm plans.
"Daddy, can you come stay with me?" she asked on Saturday morning. "I want to cook a special African dish for dinner; just for you."
An older and successful white man, Jim needed little more encouragement to intimately relate to his Kenyan beauty. 45 years old, single mom of two, tall, trimmed and toned, Marika's insatiable sexual appetite well-combined with her subservient desire to satisfy all of Jim's prurient interests. She was his total sexual slave and Jim had no hesitancy to share Marika with others or to exact discipline upon her when she transgressed, as rare as that might be. They had been together for years and struck the fine balance between a legitimate relationship and pure domination.
Marika busied herself throughout the day, buying the ingredients for her special cuisine and preparing her bedroom with fresh sheets, gently scented with her special vanilla and clove essence. She laid out their favorite sex toys on the bedstand and reached under the bed to draw up the hidden four-point restraints that they occasionally employed in their intimate moments. As the evening drew closer, she showered and slipped on a pair of lacy white boy-shorts and one of Jim's starched white dress shirts. She slipped into her 5-inch black heels and the effect was purely stunning, stark white against her flawlessly deep mahogany skin. Applying gold tones to her eyes and her ruby red lipstick, she paused to look in the mirror, smiling widely in contentment knowing that Jim would be most pleased.
Jim arrived punctually, bringing both flowers and bottles of their favorite champagne, two of which were perfectly chilled. Letting himself into Marika's apartment, Jim found the ambiance to be most enticing. The lights were lowered, candles illuminated the dining table and the fireplace softly glowed. Marika had selected classic jazz from her playlist, as she tended to the simmering goat and lamb entrée in the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around Jim, kissing him deeply with her tongue probing his lips and mouth.
"Daddy, I'm so happy that you're here! I've wanted you all day long!"
She took Jim's coat, and he watched her plush ass and toned legs as she carried it to the closet.
"Bae, you look beautiful, tonight he said. No way I would have missed this opportunity, and, your dinner smells excellent! Thank you for having me."
Jim opened the champagne, pouring only one glass. Marika knowingly smiled. It was their custom to share nearly all of their physical activities with an extraordinary degree of intimacy. For Marika, to share so closely even mundane activities signified her love for Jim. For Jim, to so closely control Marika's activities was but a pillar of his dominance over her. They both sipped from the glass and then shared the wine, mouth-to-mouth, just as they shared their bodily fluids when they made love. Marika had prepared samosas and other delicacies and they sat down on the couch in the living room to enjoy their time before dinner.
Their hands rapidly found each other, with Jim caressing Marika's supple tits through the shirt, unbuttoning it completely to permit him to suckle at her mom teats, alternating between sucking and pinching each of her erect nipples. Marika responded in kind, unbuckling his belt, and slipping his trousers down to free his firm erection. Her perfectly polished fingernails skated over his ball sack and traced the head and crown of his turgid penis. Jim's free hand found its way to the crotch of her shorts, finding it completely soaked through as he pushed past the elastic and slid two of his fingers into her pink love slit. She pushed rhythmically against his hand as he burrowed more deeply into her cunt, twisting, and adding a third and then fourth finger, cupping her clit as she panted as she slid her hand over to pull her shorts aside to fully expose her shaved pussy and well-stretched African labia.
Jim knew every nuance of Marika's sexual essence - Her lilting verbal enjoinders while they fucked; her nervous laugh and twisting motions as she invariably came; and, most telling, that she really meant,
"Yes" when she was screaming the word, "Noooo, Daddy."
Multi-orgasmic, Marika would cum in rolling-like fashion. Once her first orgasm triggered, she would continue to buck and thrash as each successive orgasmic wave washed over her, seemingly never ending! Jim would alternate between eating her pussy, cock-fucking her, and employing a wide range of dildos and vibrators to keep her in bliss, and, when wishing to exert his dominance over her, he would place Marika into bondage and dominate her. All the norm in their hedonistic pursuits.
