1. The First One


    Date: 10/21/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: 44, Source: LushStories

    hearing. It sent a shock wave through his body to his already hard tool. When she said it again, her eyes squeezed shut like an afraid child, Gary stood up. He was fully dressed. He had not even removed his shoes. “You don’t have to do this Simone,” he said. “No strings. I just wanted to share that with you. It made both of us feel good.” She said nothing. “Look at me,” he demanded softly. She finally opened her eyes and looked up at him. “You don’t want me?” she whispered. “Hell yeah,” he assured her quickly, lowering himself on his haunches. ‘I do want you so bad. But, we have time. I’m not going anywhere. I can wait on you. I can wait till you are ready. We don’t have to do it like this.” “But I want you,” she said. “I need it. It’s been so long. I’m not asking you to make love to me, just…” She sat up and put both hands on the sides of his face. She leaned in and kissed him. “Please Gary.” Gary pulled her hands away from his face and stood up. Simone bowed her head and looked down at her empty hands. She sounded like a whore, a slut. She knew that was what he was thinking. Gary slipped off his sweater and undershirt. He slipped out of his shoes without undoing them. Bent down and pulled off his socks. She lifted her head and watched as he undid his belt, then his buttoned fly. He pulled his jeans completely off and stood in front of her in his boxer briefs expectantly. He took her hand and raised her to her feet and began to remove the rest of her clothes. Her body was ...
    better than he had imagined. Curvaceous and toned in just the right spots. He removed his shorts and his cock flopped up, almost hitting his torso. Simone’s heart skipped a beat. Maybe she was not ready for that . Oh my God, she thought. Maybe she was not ready for what she had been imagining. Dreaming about it and getting that inside her was two different things. This was reality. Gary smiled. Simone nervously smiled back. He was not going to insist that they go to her bedroom, even though that’s what he would have preferred. The fact is, he wanted to make love to her—not just fuck. He sat on the couch and encouraged her to come to him. Simone straddled his lap with him thick and ready between them. He kissed her and then whispered in her ear, “Are you sure?” She wrapped her arms around him and shook her head yes. That was all Gary needed and he began to kiss her hungrily with her breasts in his hands. Simone responded by grinding against him. Her pussy was so ready. “Fuck me,” she whispered between kisses, while his lips wondered. He pulled her head back with a hand full of her hair. “Yes,” she gasped. Something about him doing that made her want it even more. “Say it again,” he demanded, kissing at her neck. “Gary, I want you to fuck me.” There was such a feeling of freedom in hearing herself say those words. “Fuck me now.” Gary lifted her up and laid her lengthwise on the couch, never losing any contact. She pressed herself into him and rotated her hips. Pre-cum smeared on ...