Azalea The Queen

Azalea

I moaned as I felt his big member slowly sliding inside me. My head ached to the back as my eyes rolled back as well. I could feel all of him inside me, and he felt amazing.

"Fuck you feel good." He grunted as he slowly moved inside me like he was teasing me. I couldn't contain the moans and the gasps that left my mouth. I grasped his back feeling ecstatic underneath his rippling body. His muscles felt tight under my fingers as I managed to stretch his back, going down his abdomen.

"Yes baby, just like that." My voice was labored, filled with immense euphoria. "That feels sooo good." He was slowly picking up his pace as he penetrated my pussy. I never knew that sex felt like heaven. Samkelo buried his head in the croak of my neck as he nippled on the skin there, making me more turned on than I already was.

"Samkelo I'm gonna-" Before I could even finish my sentence, I felt my body shaking under him as I orgasmed. Yet my husband didn't stop pounding on me. My high was replaced by a new sensation as he pulled out and flipped me so I was facing down with my face planted on the sheets and my ass out for his eyes to feast on.

Without warning, I felt him shove his dick inside me. My screams were muffled on the sheets. God, that felt amazing. He went fast, I moaned louder. He went deeper, hitting my G-sport precisely. His groans and grunts were just not doing me any favor as they made me even more wet and turned on.

"Cum for me, cum with me, my love." He brought his face down to my ear and whispered. I couldn't even utter a single word, just nodded my head.

Next, I knew he was gripping me tight around my waist while his other hand went to my throat. I felt the convulsions, but his hold on me was tight enough. After we both came down from our high, Samkelo pulled out and slumped on the bed. I joined him. Turning my head to look at him, I found his eyes already watching me.

"I need a shower," I whined.

"I'll run us a bath instead." He kissed my shoulder while keeping his eyes on me. I blushed. He got up and went to the bathroom. I had the water running before sitting up on the bed. That man sure knew how to work my body the way he saw fit.

"Don't move, mama." He came to my side and picked me up. I wrapped my thighs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I laid my forehead on his.

"Ah, that feels good." I sighed as soon as my body hit the water. The bathtub was filled to the rim with warm water and bubbles. I felt my husband get in after me, he sat behind me and pulled my body to his. I relaxed my back on his chest. "But this feels much better," I smiled as I played with his veiny arms.

Samkelo put his head on my shoulder. We sat in the bathtub for a while, just enjoying the peace. I knew I was bound to tell him about my brother. I appreciated that he didn't ask me anything, just waited on me. I smiled thinking that I was one lucky girl to have found this man.

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"Ngicela ungenze amagodo sthandwa sam," I said to him as took off my head wrap, my hair blooming on my head. I almost laughed at his expression as he looked at my hair. I knew it was a lot, and huge. He had never seen me with it all bare and untamed.

Can you please plait me some braids?

"Sekuyini ke manje amagodo maKhumalo?" He asked, slowly. I laid my head on his lap and looked up at him with a smile.

Now what is that?

"It's a protective style for my hair," I teasingly said knowing he didn't understand what I was saying. I watched as his face contorted into a frown. I was so amused by his confused face. It was pleasing playing with my husband.

"Ai, maKhumalo, awuyi ngan esalon for lamagodo wakho?" Even as he said that his hands were on my hair, stretching it. "Kona, you have beautiful hair, bambo lwam, kodwa ngizoqala kuphi mina ukwenza lezinto zakho?" I giggled. He sighed seeing how funny I was taking this. It was truly funny watching him.

No maKhumalo, why don't you go to the salon for these braids you want?

Yes, you have beautiful hair, my soulmate, but where would I even begin to do these things of yours?

"Hau baba, sengoze ngihambe ngiye salon for amagodo okulala, hai cha nkosiyam." I whined, looking up at him with a pout. Right there, his resolve crumbled. I watched as his adam apple bobbed up and down as he gulped. I felt hot knowing the kind of effect I had on him.

So I should go to the salon for protective braids, oh God.

I batted my lashes at him as I continued to pout. I heard him curse under his breath. Something along the lines of "Abantu besi'mame." I smiled brightly at him. "How do you want me to do this? Nginikeze itutorial phela." He started to randomly pull my hair everywhere. I swatted his hand because he was hurting me.

Women.

"Uyangilimaza, Samkelo. Mana, I'll show you how to do it." I frowned up at him. He sighed, obviously irritated with me. "Ungadineki phela-" he cut me off before I could continue.

You're hurting me. Wait, I'll show you how to do it.

Don't be irritated

"So uyakhona ukuzenza lamagodo wakho." As much as I loved hearing his grunts sometimes, they did annoy me at the moment.

"-ngizokwenza elilodwa, you'll take it from there." Ignoring what he said, I got up and went to the vanity to retrieve a comb.

I'll do one

"You have to open the lines as well neh." I did four lines from the front to the back. I then opened another one in the first line to show him how to do it. "Watch my fingers, babe, watch how I put each one on top of the other." I stared at him as I braided my hair.

"I could think of other things that should be on top of something." He said seductively, coming behind me and dropping his chin on my shoulder. I laughed.

"Come on, yekela lezinto zakho." I pulled his arm as soon as I finished with the braid.

Stop this thing of yours

He groaned but obliged. He got in bed and climbed after him, putting my head on his lap again, I handed him the comb.

As I felt comfortable laying my head on my husband's lap. I started reminiscing, about everything that happened with my brother. Fortunately, Smakelo's hands felt like magic as he worked through my hair.

"Athi is an ex-convict." Thank God I wasn't facing him, I didn't want to see his reaction. I was glad that he didn't say anything after I also didn't say anything for a while. "And I was the one that sent him to prison." My eyes blurred with tears.

"He raped someone,"