With her cherry-red manicured hand, she held the jet-black microphone close to her lips, her black socks tapping on the brown sugar carpet. The sound of jazz trumpets mixed with a gritty hi-hat boomed through the twin jet-black speakers in the large-sized room, surrounded by four walls painted chocolate brown decorated with posters of old-school rappers and r&b singers. The room was filled with the scent of vanilla, emanating from a trio of candles. she bopped her head to the beat, her melanated skin glowed in the soft red light.
In the soundproof basement of her home studio, Aja worked tirelessly as an emcee, creating music for her upcoming album. Playing the Neo Soul hits that inspired her, a certain someone lingered in her thoughts. Despite this distraction, Aja managed to complete her recording session and was soon joined by Y'lan, a emcee and long-time friend. The two had bonded over their shared passion for music, having first met during a battle rap event and later performing poetry at a local jazz cafe.
Aja looked sleek and stylish in her coordinated black ensemble consisting of a tee shirt and sweatpants, complemented by black socks. Her raven pixie cut had curls at the ends, adding an element of sophistication to her overall look.
With a fluttering heart, Aja reached for her phone and punched in Y'lan's number. She listened intently to the few rings until finally, he answered with a warm "Hello?" Hearing his masculine voice on the other end sent a surge of excitement through her body.
"Hey Y'lan," she smiled, trying to keep her voice steady. "Would you like to come over for a music session at my place?" She asked him, taking a deep breath to relax.
Aja's leg bounced up and down as she awaited his answer. She couldn't help but blush and she imagined making music with Y'lan. His voice crackled over the phone with happiness, "Yes, I would love to come over. I'm on my way." he nodded.
Aja's heart skipped a beat while Y'lan's words sank in. She was over the moon with excitement about their upcoming music session. "Okay, I'll be waiting..."
A soft knock at the front door caught Aja's attention while she rose from the brown suede sofa in the cozy living medium-sized room. "Who's there?" she called out, straining to hear a response. "It's me, Y'lan," came the reply from the other side. Aja quickly unlocked the door and twisted the brass knob, revealing Y'lan's tall frame and smooth, dark skin.
He looked sharp in his all-black outfit and well-groomed beard. "Ready for our music session?" Aja asked with a grin as she locked the door behind him. Y'lan nodded, "Always ready, Aja." The two young rappers headed down to her basement to get to work.
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His dark brown pupils scanned the spacious basement room, taking in the sight of her music equipment. He noticed the stacks of vinyl lying next to her red record player and the posters of old-school rappers and R&B singers like Nas, Faith Evans, Lil Kim, Wu-Tang Clan, Mob Deep, Erykah Badu, Alicia Keys, D'Angelo, Queen Latifa, Foxy Brown, and A Tribe Called A Quest adorning the walls.
It was evident that she shared his passion for music. "I believe I've discovered my favorite spot to be with my favorite person," he spat appreciatively, nodding in approval. Y'lan was already in love with the place but not as much as he was in love with Aja.
Aja's cheeks turned a rosy shade while her heart skipped a beat upon hearing his words. "Thank you," she nodded, and she couldn't help but nod in response. The feeling of happiness she experienced at that moment was indescribable, as though a swarm of butterflies had been active in her stomach.
The wireless microphones in hand, the emcees approached the double jet-black speakers. Their lyrics echoed throughout the basement, captivating the young rappers with their clever wordplay. As they performed, their intense eye contact sparked a moment of passion in a sudden kiss on his lips.
Y'lan cupped her face and pulled her in for another tender kiss, Aja looked at him with a mix of surprise and longing, wondering if she had made a mistake. "I'm sorry," she whispered, Y'lan's expression softened, and he reached out to take her hand. "It's okay," he said, his voice low and soothing. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time."
Her heart filled with joy. This was a special moment and she knew exactly how to set the mood. "Hey, this basement is soundproof and I'll play some Neo Soul for this specialty occasion..." She smirked, slowly With a sly grin on her face, she sauntered over to the Bluetooth speaker, ready to play her Neo Soul playlist. As the smooth beats filled the room, she watched as he lounged on the chocolate brown sofa, his legs parted and his lips bitten in anticipation. With a beckoning gesture, he called her over. "Come here, beautiful," he spat to entice.
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His bare back comfortably rested against the chocolate brown suede couch with his skin touching the soft cushion for his naked back while his masculine hands held onto her wide hips, guiding her movements up and down his manhood at a leisurely pace. With his legs spread apart, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, consumed with pleasure. He gently pulled on her short curls from the back, causing her to blush while their eyes met in an intense gaze. It was a beautiful moment, as he made passionate love to her and she surrendered herself to pure ecstasy.
As the smooth melodies filled the soundproof basement, the eclectic sounds of India Arie, Alicia Keys, and Floetry came together, infused with a hint of Lucky Daye and a dash of Masego. All the while, the soulful voice of Ari Lennox flowed in the background, creating a harmonious and captivating atmosphere for the young lovers.
Their rich melanated skin shimmered under the deep red glow while Aja moved faster or slower on top of him, her wide hips grinding perfectly to his every move. "Ohh, Fuckk! Y'lan!" Her moans grew louder with each slow thrust, urging him on. "Let me see that gorgeous face," He whispered, biting his lip to hold back a groan. Her walls tightened around him, her wetness spilling out over them both, as they moved to the slow, seductive beats of Musiq Soulchild's 'So Beautiful' following D'Angelo's 'Brown Sugar'. Every note, every beat, every lyric, urged them to go deeper, harder.
Her eyelids were closed, and her lips were parted as she panted and moaned so slut-like. Aja's manicured fingernails dug into the headrests of the sofa tightly, his thumb circled her clit in slow motion, watching her juices pool his thumb, "R-Right there.." her toes were curling while she felt the pleasure build within her. Aja's body was on fire, "Damn girl, you're so wet.."Y'lan groaned, his eyes rolled back when his tip strikes her cervix on repeat and she was lost in the moment, lost in the passion of the music and the rhythm of their lovemaking.
He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her in closer with his lips kissing around her breast while he gently sucked on her erect nipple and gently kneaded her other breast in a slow yet a little fast motion, Y'lan loved how her loves face changed, his low moans sending tingling variations through her body, eliciting shudders blending with porn star moans, "You're so nastyyy.." Aja slurred out, feel his love through every slightly merciless thrust, Y'lan didn't want to have sex, he desired to make love to her. Giving her real passion through every slow stroke while he watched her bounce. "Only for you baby..." Y'lan groaned lowly, his tongue gliding across her neck.
A knot curled up in the pit of her stomach with her arms draped around his neck while pulling her lover in closer with their lips pressed together passionately, Aja let out a loud cry as her body convulsed in pleasure, "Shittt!" feeling her juices gush out onto Y'lan's manhood as he swiftly pulled out of her. He came on the carpet while the two lovers lay there, tangled in the sofa, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
