SEXCAPADES – Part 1

During his spontaneous vacation in South Africa, Daniel stumbles into Nina's vibrant club. Their instant chemistry ignites a passionate night, leading to hot sex. As the night unfolds, they discover a passion that ignites their souls. They were supposed to have just one night, but Daniel finds what he wishes for in a short companion, and he invites her to spend his vacation with him to explore their intoxicating connection.

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“Mr Daniel, we acknowledge all your enthusiasm and patriotism about this company. Your impressive efforts have made us come to a conclusion to give you a week off, and after that, we will make you General Manager of our branch in Seattle.”

My mind kept replaying Mr. Davies’s voice even as I sat down at a bar somewhere in Pretoria, South Africa.

The dimly lit space was alive with chatter and the clinking of glasses. Soft jazz music played in the background, but I mindlessly smoked my weed, my eyes scanning the beautiful women in my view.

That was when I noticed her- a stunning black woman with pink dreads and a naughty sparkle in her eyes. She was laughing with her friends, a group of equally stylishly dressed women, who were also in dreads, but not tinted like hers.

They seemed to be celebrating something.

I couldn't resist the pull of her magnetic presence, so I killed off the light in my smoke. With a confident stride, I made my way over to where she stood, but her laughter faded as she caught my eye.

“Mind if I buy you a drink?” I asked, flashing a charming smile. Before nodding at her friends.

The woman's lips curved into a playful grin. “I wouldn't say no to that.”

I motioned for the bartender and ordered another round of drinks for the group. As her friends chatted, I gently escorted the woman to my previous seat.

“I’m Daniel, what about you?” I asked, lighting the blunt again.

“Nina,” she answered softly, her voice like a gentle whisper in the bustling bar.

The name lingered on my lips, a sweet melody that I wanted to savor and engrave in my memories.

“You're beautiful, Nina,” I murmured, unable to hide the admiration in my voice.

Her eyes sparkled with a hint of surprise and pleasure as she met my gaze.

“What are you doing here all alone, no holes to drill?” She asked, a seductive smirk playing on her plum-colored lips.

“I bet I can drill yours, Sweetie,” I replied with a wink, my American accent unmistakable. If she didn't know where I was from before, she certainly had a clue now.

“Don't bet, handsome. You'll lose,” she retorted, her smirk widening as she met my gaze.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the fourth stick of weed I had recently gotten from someone around here.

“Do you wanna smoke?” I offered, extending the blunt toward her.

She nodded. Nina’s eyes were curious as she accepted the offering.

I watched as she took long drags, the smoke curling around her like a mysterious veil.

With each puff, her gaze remained fixed on me until she finally handed the blunt back to me.

“What are you doing in a bar on a Monday night?” she asked, her tone casual, but filled with intrigue.

I shrugged, debating whether to reveal my true reason for being there. “I'm on a short vacation,” I finally replied, keeping my answer vague yet inviting further conversation.

Nina chuckled softly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement as she leaned in closer to me.

“Who the hell comes to South Africa for a vacay? What happened to the Maldives?” She whispered, her words teasing.

I frowned slightly at her skepticism.

“I've always wanted to see South Africa and all other African countries,” I replied, trying to sound convincing. Because I was.

“Why do you want to see my country? Because of women? Or to go to bars?” Nina asked, her tone probing.

I sighed heavily, raising the blunt to my lips and taking a long drag.

The smoke filled my lungs, momentarily masking my hesitation. “You're so predictable,” she added with a snort, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she looked at me.

I met her gaze with a smirk, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

“Maybe I came for the adventure,” I replied. “Or maybe I just wanted to meet a beautiful woman like you.”

Nina raised an eyebrow at my response, her lips curling into a little smile.

“Smooth talker, huh?” she teased, leaning in even closer so that our faces were mere inches apart.

I could feel the heat radiating off her, the scent of her intoxicating perfume and it caused my heart to race in anticipation. I knew that this was the moment where the night could take a thrilling turn.

“Maybe,” I replied with a smirk, my voice low and filled with desire. “But you don’t want me to drill you…”

Nina’s eyes danced with a mixture of amusement and curiosity as she studied me…then her gaze shifted to my lips and she swallowed.

“You can drill me or whatever you want, but on my terms.” She said and closed the gap between us.

I gasped as her lips captured mine in a fiery kiss.

I groaned into her mouth and the world around us faded.

“Shi…t!” I pulled away quickly, my eyes scanning her delirious, brown ones.

“What? You don't want to kiss me?” Nina asked, her face filled with confusion and desire.

Without a word, I slammed my lips against hers to show her how much I wanted to feast on her.

I could feel her hands running through my hair and pulling me closer as she matched my fervor. The taste of her on my lips was intoxicating and it was driving me wild with need.

I was losing control every minute. I’d never felt this aroused.

I let out a hungry growl and I pulled her closer.

My hands rubbed her tits through her blouse as I whispered in her ear, “I want more than a kiss from you. I want to have you. All of you.”

Nina moaned in response, her hand circling around my arm as she pulled me towards a row of rooms.

“My dad owns the bar. I run it,” she revealed suddenly, her voice husky and low.

I halted as her words sank in.

“Your dad owns the bar?” I repeated a hint of surprise escaping my words.

Nina nodded, her eyes smoldering with desire as she moved closer to me, causing my back to hit the wall. Her hands roamed over my chest, and she pressed her pussy on my thigh.

“Mhmm,” she moaned, her lips brushing against mine as she leaned in. I couldn't help but grin at the thought of the wild nights that must go on in this bar, knowing that she was the one running it all.

“Well, then,” I said with a chuckle, pulling her even closer to me. “I guess I'm in good hands.”

With that, I kissed her fiercely. Her current position was adding to the ache in my groin, but I tried to restrain myself from taking her in public.

Our hands roamed eagerly over each other's hair as we kissed.

The heat between us builds with each passing moment.

I could feel her desire matching mine and the hunger in her touch igniting a fire within me. I wanted her so much and I was certain it was the same for her because we were kissing as we stumbled towards a nearby door, which she blindly unlocked with a keycard.

The moment we got inside, Nina pulled away with a heavy gasp.

“Fuck. Where did you learn to kiss like that?” She panted; her eyes dark with desire as she stared at me.