*****This story is not meant to offend any race or ethnicity. It is simply an erotic coupling story. If you will be offended by my mentioning my Egyptian husband having dark skin, then don't read it. I know the difference between interracial, races, ethnicity, and all that stuff...so please don't remind me. It's just a story about my husband...who happens to be from Egypt...and happens to have dark skin.*****
Cairo Nights
You were always up for any kind of randomness that I could throw in your direction. Like the time we went to the north coast for a weekend of relaxation and we did nothing but have sex when you were expecting to lie back with a drink in your hand and laze around in the sun. I sure did surprise you then. I've always loved teasing you...especially when you can't have it. Like when we're at a formal event with your bosses, and I walk by you and you can see that I have on no panties or bra underneath my skimpy little dress. It always drives you wild. I always know exactly when you start to get hard because you excuse yourself from the party to step into the men's room to readjust your enlarging cock. I have a way of doing that to you...getting you turned on without even touching you. It's something I pride myself in being able to do. I love being in control of these situations. You don't seem to mind; you never say no.
Today had to be the best time, though. You certainly weren't expecting me to walk into your office this afternoon. All your friends and co-workers are jealous. You're married to an American...and they're not. I'm your kinky little American...and you're my Egyptian god. So when I strolled in wearing tight jeans and a very see-through shirt, every man in your office turned to stare. I walked right up to you and kissed you while everybody else just stared. I love to remind them of what you have...and what they don't. You don't mind. You just can't stand up for a while when I finally leave. I stopped by to innocently have you sign some papers, and to give you a bit of a show so you'd know what was waiting for you when you got home. It worked...you're turned on. I kiss you as I'm leaving and slowly move towards the door, so that you and your coworkers have a nice view.
You finally make it home and I'm waiting for you upstairs in our bedroom. You walk in and start taking off you clothes. I know that you like a shower when you get home from work, so I took the liberty of starting it before you even walked in the door. You kiss me on your way to the shower and close the door. I hear you get in the shower...but I just bide my time. I pull on a skimpy little negligee and crawl onto our bed. Finally, the shower is turned off. You walk out of the bathroom, toweling off your gorgeous body. I love to look at you. Your dark skin...your sexy stomach and chest, with just enough hair...your beautiful, huge cock...just waiting to be sucked.
You come over to the bed and start kissing me. You murmur erotic wishes into my ear...speaking in Arabic because you know it makes me hot. "That negligee is gorgeous, but it has to go," you say. You lower the straps, kissing my shoulders in the process. I lightly moan, loving the feel of your lips on my body. You pull the negligee over my head. I knew it wouldn't last long. You start teasing my hard nipples, taking one in your mouth, and pinching the other one. This makes my pussy wet. You know it does...so you keep doing it. I don't tell you to stop. I never do.
"Lay down, baby," you say, "I've wanted to do this all day." And with that, you push me down onto my back. You know I like you to be forceful at times. You start kissing my stomach...teasing me because you know it makes me whimper. I know you're about to go down on me. I raise my hips, pressing them to you, but you push them down and keep your own pace. As you press kisses to my stomach, you talk to me.
"This is payback, honey...for coming into my office today and turning me on the way you did. Then you just left. I couldn't stand up for 30 minutes because you had me so hard. Do you know that I could see your nipples through your shirt?"
