One Night Stand
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Hi, my name is Kellie. I am a small town white girl who just ended a rocky relationship and am a little anxious to start dating again. Recently, my new freedom has made me more curious about other options. “I just don’t want to wind up with a loser in a dead-end relationship again,” I explained to my best friend, Julie, as we sat at the bar. Julie grinned and nodded her head. “I know just what you mean.” The conversation drifted to shared stories and past lovers. We’ve talked a lot about when she dated a black guy and the night I hooked up with his friend. I was dating someone at the time and knew it was wrong, but the sex was completely amazing. Julie proclaimed, “Interracial sex is so incredible!” I couldn’t help but agree with her. As we sat there making small talk, a tall, athletic built black man with a pair of tight jeans and a shaved head walked up and sat next to me. I felt myself undressing him with şahinbey escort my mind and then riding his hard black dick right there at the bar! Suddenly he spoke to me. “Hi, my name’s Mark. What’s yours?” “Ah, my name’s Kellie,” I squeaked. Mark smiled. “You’re really pretty. Can I buy you a drink?” For some reason I was a little nervous. My mouth went dry; I twirled my long blond hair. I played hard to get the best I could. It was fun watching him work to get me. I was drawn by his confidence not to mention his gorgeous looks and I knew what I wanted could be found in his jeans. But it wasn’t until after a few drinks and several glances at the bulge in his jeans that I decided it was time to get to know Mark a little better. We talked for a while at the bar before Mark invited me over to his apartment just a few blocks away for some “one on one time.” The two of us left the bar and sped over to Mark’s apartment. “Why don’t you sit down?” Mark suggested. “Why don’t you convince me that what I’m doing here is the right thing?” I whispered as Mark watched my eyes drift slowly down to his crotch. He put down his keys and began to unbutton his jeans. My heart began to pound in my chest as he lowered his pants down below his knees. “What do you think of black dick?” Mark questioned. As his long 9 ½” penis began to grow before my eyes, I smiled and answered, “I think that every black dick deserves a sexy young white pussy. Don’t you agree?” Mark stepped from his jeans and leaned towards me. I sighed loudly as he kissed me deeply, his tongue pushing behind my own. He held my head while his tongue danced in my warm mouth. Slowly, he retracted; my lips secured around his tongue. Once he was free, he licked my lips. Ever so gently, he pulled on my bottom lip with his own. He tilted my head upwards as his tongue and lips tasted my neck. Mark ran his fingers through my hair, grabbing a handful. He pulled downward gently easing me to my knees. I took a hold of Mark’s long black dick with both hands. I slowly slid my tongue up one side and down the other before drawing my moist lips around the head of his hard cock. For several minutes I passionately caressed Mark’s penis with my mouth, rolling my lips tightly over each rib. After a few minutes, I carefully eased Mark’s dick out of my mouth and proceeded to twirl my tongue around the tip, sending pleasant chills up Mark’s spine. “Oh, baby, you’re a pro!” Mark grinned while I eased myself back to standing. “You haven’t seen ANYTHING yet!” I promised. I took a couple of steps back and began to undress myself. Effortlessly I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor around my bare feet. I then loosened the knot that held my thong on and they, too, fell to the floor. “Do you like what you see?” I teased as I stood naked in front of Mark.
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