We lay together for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. He kissed me gently on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and we kissed each other.
I could see that he was still horny, and I knew that it would be impossible for me to satisfy him. So I just said, “You are a very lucky man.”
He nodded. “I know,” he replied. “And you’re the luckiest woman in the world.”
He asked me to stay at his house to which I agreed. It was only fair since he had paid for my dinner, and I didn’t want to leave him with an empty stomach.
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CHAPTER THREE
We went out for a dinner in the evening. He took me to a nice restaurant. We ate well, and when we were done, we walked back to his place.
He gave me a big hug as soon as we got inside. “You don’t have to worry about anything tonight, honey,” he told me. “I’ll take care of everything.”
“That’s good because I’m really tired from the day’s work,” I said.
“So am I,” he answered. “But I can’t sleep without you.”
“Well, let’s go to bed then,” I suggested.
We did just that, and once again I found myself in his arms. This time, however, he kissed me with more passion than before. His hands caressed my body, slowly moving up my back until they reached my breasts.
“You’ve been working hard today,” he said. “I’m going to give you a little reward for your efforts.”
This time, however, he kissed me with more passion than before. He was like a man possessed. And I knew that I would be possessed too–in the same way. It was not to be a brief encounter this time. He was going to make love to me. And I was going to let him do it.
I could feel my nipples hardening and swelling against his chest as we clung together. The thin cotton of my blouse did little to hide their outline. He must have felt them too, because he squeezed my breasts in response, pulling on the stiffened tips of my nipples. His hand moved down between our bodies, sliding over my flat stomach, coming to rest on the skin above my pubic mound.
He removed my petticoat. I didn’t resist; I wanted him to undress me completely. He knelt before me, and pulled up my undergarments, exposing my naked body to him for the first time.
His eyes were riveted on my pussy. “So beautiful,” he murmured. He ran his hands over my thighs, caressing them, then traced the lines of my inner thighs with his fingers. Then, without warning, he plunged two fingers into me. I gasped, and my knees buckled slightly.
“Oh God!” I cried.
“You’re so wet,” he said.
I reached down and spread my lips with my fingers, then touched my swollen clitoris.
“Do you want me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He stood up and took off his clothes. I lay back on the bed and watched him. As he approached me, I saw that he had a long, thick penis, which was already erect. I’d never seen one so dark-skinned. It was almost black.
“It’s yours,” I told him.
He knelt beside me again, and pushed himself inside me. I opened my legs wide, welcoming him.
The head of his cock slipped inside me, but only partway. He stopped, and looked at me quizzically. “Are you okay?”
I nodded.
He started moving in and out, slowly at first, then faster. My arms went around him, holding him close. I could feel the muscles of his back through his shirt. His strong hands held my hips.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he said, looking worriedly down at me. “It will take some getting used to.”
“Don’t stop,” I told him.
He kept on thrusting, deeper and harder, until finally he buried himself all the way inside me. We both moaned with pleasure.
He held me tight, his hands clasped around my waist. Our bodies pressed together, my breasts flattened against his chest. I felt the sweat on his skin. His penis pulsed within me.
We stayed like that for several minutes, not speaking, just enjoying the sensation of being joined. After a while, he began to move even faster. His breath came in gasps now, and his body shook with each thrust. I could feel his heart beating wildly.
“Oh God! Oh God!” he cried.
I wrapped my legs tightly around him, pulling him closer.
“That’s right,” I whispered. “Cum inside me. Fill me up.”
He groaned loudly, and then suddenly, his whole body jerked. I felt the hot jets of semen shoot deep inside me, and then he collapsed on top of me.
I stroked his hair, kissing him softly on the cheek. He turned his face toward mine, and we kissed deeply, sharing our love for each other.
“Thank you,” I said.
He laughed. “You’re welcome.”
He rolled off me, and lay next to me on the bed.