He eased his grip on my wrists, but didnt fully let go. He guided my right hand down to his pants and made me undo his zipper. I slipped my hand in. I could feel the heat his black cock was radiating. He was breathing heavily in my ear as my fingers grazed his hardness through his boxers. He moaned.
"Touch it, Heather.", he said sternly.
I reached inside his boxers and wrapped my soft fingers around it. It was thick. I squeezed gently. God he felt so good. It was so hard. His cock filled my hand so well. His breathing became quicker as I moved my hand slowly. I wanted to see it so badly.
"What does my girl want?", he asked although he already knew the answer.
"Touch me."
He removed my hand from his pants put my arms around his neck. He started to feel me up. His hands were roaming all over my body. Squeezing my tits tight, running his hands down my sides and to my hips. He reached around and cupped my ass as he thrusted his hips against me. Wetness leaked out of my pussy as I felt his hard cock graze me.
"God I want that cock!", I moaned.
"Soon my love.", was all his said.
I found myself slightly in shock at what words had just escaped my lips. I had never been so forward in my life. I didnt know it was possible for anyone to have that sort of effect on me. I barely knew this man, yet there I was, in the middle of a crowded street, begging for his cock. I had no idea how that could feel so right.
My eyes sat unmoving as he lifted my right leg and rested it on his hip. We watched together as he moved his hand slowly from my ankle ..up the back of my calf ..over my knee ...and up the side of my thigh, pushing my skirt up with it. The contrast of his milk chocolate coloured hand against my creamy white thigh looked amazing and took my breath away. Then it came. Finally, with his hand gripping my bare ass, he grabbed my scarf roughly, pulled me in close, and kissed my lips for the first time. I nearly came. It was electric.
He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and slowly slipped it in my mouth. Mmmmmmmm. Our tongues danced together as I grazed my fingertips across the back of his neck. His left hand still had a firm hold on my voloptuous rear end. He was grabbing it tight. He reached his right hand into my bra and began fondling my already hard nipple. I bit down on his bottom lip and began sucking on it. He smacked my ass hard in response. He made me lose my breath. |
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looking forward to part 5
how many parts to the story so far? or do you just write when the feeling hits you?