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I was making my way to the same coffee shop I went to every day during lunch a little quicker then usual. The midday sun was beating down on me and the humidity was oppressive. Just two more blocks and I’d be sitting in the cool air conditioning and enjoying a light lunch.
The traffic light turned from yellow to red as I approached the intersection. Car after car passed me by as I stared across the street waiting for the green light. The sun warmed my skin and I began to sweat, thinking that the light would never turn green and I would never reach the air conditioned coffee shop.
Knowing that a watched pot never boils, I lowered my eyes from the traffic signal and saw one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. Standing across from me, on the other side of the street waiting for the same light to turn green so she could cross was an earthy, sensual black girl.
She wore a flowing black skirt and white tank top. My eyes traveled up her firm stomach to her dark brown cleavage. The sun was beating down on her too, and he skin glistened like a chocolate bar just beginning to melt.
By the time I looked at her face, I was already breathless. One look at her smooth skin and big almond shaped eyes put me over the top. I stared at this beauty, trying to memorize every feature before she was gone. I didn’t know how much time I would have to feast on her charms and nothing seemed matter more that just looking at her.
The light turned green and the people around me crossed the street. This black beauty slowly made her way across the street as well, smiling a sly smile as she got closer to me. She noticed me noticing her. I didn’t move. I just stared into her eyes.
As she approached, I feared she would keep walking past and I would never see her again. My heart was racing and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t think. I could only act. And so I reached my hand out and gently slid her hand into mine.
She turned and faced me, giggling a nervous little giggle. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. The sensation of her hand in mind wiped my mind clear of all its thoughts. I just smiled a contented smile. Finally, words came to me. “Have a coffee with me”.
Not the best pick up line ever used, but good enough to get this incredible young woman to walk a block with me, her hand still in mine. Something was happening. Something like I had never experienced before. We didn’t talk, we just walked holding hands.
At the coffee shop, there was a line waiting for a table and we deciding to just walk together and talk. We didn’t talk much, however. We held on to each other’s handle in a more sensual way then I thought possible. I learned her name was Keira and I told her mine was Marc. I learned she was a student who was done class for the day and her apartment was in the neighborhood. We walked towards it.
Standing in front of a non-descript apartment house, I pulled her close to me and tried to kiss her. Never in my life had I been so forward, but never had I felt like this. She pulled back, avoiding my kiss but never letting go of my hand. “I’ve never kissed a white guy before”, she said. Suddenly, my heart started racing harder then ever.
I had never kissed a black girl before, either. I looked her up and down and she did the same to me. When I looked in her eyes I knew that look. It was the same mix of passion and curiousity that I’m sure shown through my eyes.
I pulled out my cell phone and called the office. I stared into Keisha’s eyes as I told the secretary that I had made a good contact and might pick up a nice sale, but that I’d be coming back to the office a little late. Keisha smiled as I lied and, as I hung up, I saw a look of confidence wipe the smiles and shyness from her face.
She invited me upstairs and we walked up two flights of unair conditioned stairs. Combined with the heat outside, I was sweating heavily, and so was Keisha. Nothing looked as sexy as her skin glistening with sweat and I told her that as she unlocked her door.
The door barely closed behind us and she had me against the wall, kissing softly, her tongue tangled with mine. No longer content to hold my hand, Keisha unbuttoned my shirt with a gentle touch while I tried to feel every inch of her stomach and chest.
Everything seemed to move in slow motion, as if I was in a fog. I didn’t have time to even think about how random and unlike me this entire situation was. I was lost in the sensations of her kiss, her warm, wet kiss. I bit on her lips and she moaned in my ear. We fumbled with each other’s clothes but it all felt like a blur to me.
Suddenly, I realized she had stopped kissing me and I watched this chocolate skinned beauty lowering herself down into a squat before me. Down her slender back I stared until I saw the familiar outline of a g stringed ass. My girlfriend often gave me blow jobs in this position. Oh my god, my girlfriend!
I barely had time to think about the fact that I was cheating before I felt Keisha’s lips slide around me and suddenly, I forgot about everything and returned to my foggy existence.
I have had good blow jobs and great blow jobs before, but this was an unforgettable blow job. It was as if Keisha wanted to swallow every inch of me, swallow it and never let it go. I understood the feeling. I didn’t want to leave her without tasting every inch of her skin.
I found myself holding her hand again, walking through her apartment naked, following her pink g stinged ass as it switched from side to side with every step. We entered her bedroom where I layed down on my back and told her to get on top of me to 69.
I reached my tongue out of my mouth and just parted her lips and heard an incredible sigh of passion come from her. She just kneeled over me, letting me enjoy her until she couldn’t stand any more and wrapped her lips around me again. Entangled together ,we licked and sucked until I thought I would explode.
My hands reached up, squeezing her ass cheeks together and spreading them apart in rhythm with my licking and her sucking. Faster we went and Keisha starting moving her hips all over my face.
I had wanted to do so much with her but was running out of time. Keisha’s ass starting swiveling in circles and her moaning got louder. She was cumming and so was I. I buried my face in her pussy and licked like crazy to finish the job. As I felt the surge of my orgasm, I slid my tongue deep inside her and she squeezed it as she came.
A few minutes later, we were back in the hallway putting our clothes back on. Keisha looked at her watch and said we had to hurry, her boyfriend was expected at any minute. I tried to get her number but she said she couldn’t give it to me. I wanted to give her mine but I knew she wouldn’t take it. This was it.
Dressed, I reached out and embraced her one last time. Kissing her passionately. Finally, I pulled away, opened the door and left.