Sarah first met Dayo when a friend of hers introduced them.
Dayo was an upcoming artiste and Titi (her Friend) worked as the PR in the record Label Dayo was signed on to. He was the first artiste she had met, and the sweetest; not to mention the sexiest!
Sarah and Dayo made plans to meet in a local hotspot. They made small talk for a little while, then a friend of his (Uche) joined them. The trio chatted for a few minutes then Dayo asked Sarah if she wanted to leave; the place was a bit of a madhouse actually, so she agreed. They waved goodbye to Uche as they made their way down the wide stairwell of the building.
Sarah asked what was next on the agenda.
“Well, I’d like a drink,” answered Dayo, “but I’m not really up for a bar right now” he added quickly, seeing her wince.
“My place is up the way just a bit tho, just a couple of minutes” Dayo added.
They both agreed that it sounded much better than a noisy crowded bar. They drove in silence for about 5 minutes, it was a bit chilly that night, and as Sarah liked to dress up she still felt a bit under dressed for the cool weather; especially at 11:30 pm. Dayo stopped in front of a beautiful building and unlocked the door. He led her in.
“Make yourself comfortable” he said.
Sarah headed for the couch near the window. Dayo came in with a bottle of red wine and two glasses. He sat down next to her on the couch, and gently turned her around so she could lean against Him. They sat in silence for a moment until Dayo went to the Home Theatre System and turned it on. Immediately, the opening strains of “Swim Good” by Frank Ocean softly filled the room. Dayo turned her further and put his lips near her right ear.
“Why so tense beautiful?”
“Well,I’m not really used to accompanying guys home on the first date, not even hot artistes” Sarah replied.
He laughed softly and said “don’t worry about it, I’m not really in the habit of bringing girls home on the first date either not even the beautiful ones like you”
He put his hands on her shoulders, causing her to jump.
“Relax,” he whispered in her ear. “I just want to get some of the kinks in your shoulders and neck out.”
He started gently kneading Sarah’s tense muscles, and slowly the tension drained away. He moved one hand from her shoulders and brought it up to caress her cheek and the side of her neck.
Sarah leaned back till she was laying in his arms. He brought his hand up to her cheek again, and softly caressed it. Then he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. He looked into her eyes and asked if he could kiss her. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair and gently pulled his head down. When their lips met, Sarah immediately understood what people meant when they talked about fireworks. She had kissed quite a few men before, but never was it like this.
A guttural groan escaped Dayo’s throat and he pulled away from her slightly. He lifted her slightly and got up from the loveseat. He took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet. Dayo led her into his bedroom, and over to the bed. They lay down on the bed, Sarah on her back, and Dayo lying over on top of her.
He leaned his head down and kissed her again. Deeper and hotter this time. His tongue thrust into her mouth and stroked hers hotly, wetly, urgently. She moaned and arched her hips, bringing her pelvis up to meet his, feeling his rock hard cock straining against his pants. He rubbed against her making her moan again.
He stopped kissing her and sat up, pulled her up with him and tugged her sweater up and over her head revealing her black lace bra. He reached up and cupped her 34C breasts, teasing the nipples, making her cry out with pleasure. She reached over and tugged his shirt from the waistband of his pants. He stood up and removed the shirt and undid his belt. She took over then and his pants and silk boxers quickly hit the floor.
He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her slacks and slowly slid them down. Sarah pulled him back onto the bed with her and straddled him. In a lightning fast move, he rolled her over and captured her wrists, holding them lightly above her head. He recaptured her lips with his, and holding her wrists down with one powerful hand,he teased her wetness with his dick. She moaned and begged him to fuck her.
“Are you sure you want it baby?” he asked.
“Oh God YES!!” She cried. “Please fuck me now!”
He slowly slid his dick down into position at the entrance to her soaking wet and waiting pussy. With one gentle thrust he was inside her, all the way to the hilt.
“Oh God! he felt so good!” Sarah thought..
He wasn’t overly long, maybe 5 inches, but he was very thick and he stretched her hole deliciously. He fucked her gently at first, kissing her all the while. As they both came closer to peaking, he increased the tempo.
Then he was pounding her, harder and faster, sliding in and out of her wet hole, until with a moan he started to cum. Feeling his hot load spilling into her triggered her own climax and she spasmed under him, digging her fingernails into his back.
After their orgasm, they curled up next to each other, breathing heavily until they fell asleep. In the morning, he asked her if she wanted to go watch him record a new song. Sarah agreed, and went along. What happened after that is another story entirely though….