Metrosexual Apartment

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"></span><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He kept staring my way while I or we waited for our job interviews. The interview seemed to last only 10 minutes which didn’t thrill me too much. Even he looked like he was nervous as he fidgeted the same way I was fidgeting. But he would watch me and he would smile at me too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The reason I didn’t like it was it was a job interview. I was trying to focus. I was trying to be serious about the possible job and when I looked at him he did too, but when he looked at me he would smile nonchalantly… too nonchalantly for my tastes. Already nervous I didn’t need the guy looking at me so casually. He wasn’t helping my train of thought.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Plus he was white, which shouldn’t be an issue, but seeing as I’m a black female who is well how should I put this? ‘Fluffy’ is a good word I guess. It’s how I’d describe myself it if I was online, but I wasn’t… I was preparing for an interview.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Good luck” he says to me as I stood up to interview. He was smiling at me; he had all the charm in the world.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What the heck” I asked myself as I disappeared around the corner. “Way to throw off my concentration” I told myself.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The problem was he was good looking; really good looking. He didn’t seem like he should be applying for an administrative assistant’s role. I wondered at first “Is he gay or something? He wasn’t a flamer. I figured that out. So why was he applying?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">10 minutes later I walked out. Smiling he asked me how it went. I said fine but with a nervous smile. He goes in and I left to go and wait for my bus. It would come in about 15 or so minutes.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hey… hi” I hear a guy say to me. I turn and there’s that charismatic dreamy smile. “Tough interview huh” he asked me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhh shit” I first thought. “Not you again” I said to myself. But my heart was racing. He had an incredible smile, nice eyes and I’m thinking to myself why is this guy being so friendly towards me? I’m hot all over. I actually want to stand close by him. I want to stand so close to him I can feel him breath and feel his body heat. He has a nice shirt on and really great slacks on too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Me well I’m in a dress but to me it’s a beater. I could have gone to some cheap store and bought something nice or even Goodwill, washed it and pressed it to look marginally better. I didn’t and I’m wondering now if that mattered to him anyways.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Our bus comes but it is packed to the hilt! Hardly an available seat on the bus except the very back. That back one is always the worst because for whatever reason you smell the exhaust and it is horrible. Coincidentally we had to take it or stand up. WE preferred to sit so we sat together.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He made small talk, I answered in brief concise responses and he carried the conversation. He was interesting and I enjoyed his questions. We rode across town. I was heading to my part time job. I asked him where he was headed. He said home so I asked him where he lived. He lived two blocks from where I worked. He asked what store and I told him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhhhh really” he says surprisingly. “I used to shop there all the time.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“The guy has to be a flamer” I thought “or he’s just a metrosexual. Yeah that’s gotta be it. He’s a metrosexual.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You shopped there” I asked in an astounded voice.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Sure did” he told me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He told me he loved the place and I asked why he didn’t still shop there. He said for a couple of reasons. Oddly enough he told me anyone who wanted advice came to him on what they should decide on as far as jewelry was concerned and his male friends started thinking he was a flamer.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I started laughing and this serious tone came over him. He asked me why I was laughing and I apologized without telling him why. But he persisted on knowing why and the bus came to a stop and we got off. As we did we started to say goodbye but headed in the same general direction so he pestered me why I laughed so I told him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I thought you were gay too but then I realized you couldn’t be” and I told him why and I told the guy I figured he was simply a metrosexual and that was it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He stopped dead in his tracks so I did too. He looked at me with a straight face and I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly his all encompassing charismatic smile overwhelmed me and my heart. He smiled and I felt like melting; I wanted to melt in the guys’ arms. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve never had a relationship with any white guy in my life. I’ve never had a relationship with a skinny guy in my life, but this guy could care less I thought. He immediately noticed things about me he must have liked because he told me something I absolutely loved about him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Wow you are really one cool girl. What I mean to say is I like you and don’t tell me what it is but a guy like me could easily fall for you.” I melted and felt my knees buckling and then he says. “I’m Chad Corbel; what’s your name?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My hands always get sweaty when I’m nervous unfortunately. He had stuck his hand out to shake mine. I didn’t want to shake it but I knew it was the right thing to do so I stuck mine out and we shook hands. It was wild! His hand was moist; it was really moist like he was also nervous.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Sorry… I guess I’m a little nervous suddenly” he tells me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">We walked towards the mall and he engaged me in what I did at the store I worked at and he told me how and what he loved so much about the merchandise until they switched merchandisers. That quickly began boring me because all I wanted to do was smell him, talk about me, talk about him and walk against his body.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was smitten with the guy. I was fascinated by him. We entered the mall. We walked through it. He told me he always cut through so he could see what was selling and what was on sale especially some of the more fashionable stuff. He supported my first theory that he was a flamer but he was not.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I had to turn down another wing to go to my job and he walked with me. Just before we got to the store he stops, writes down his cell number and email and says “Hey if you ever have any interest and wanna hook up sometime… I know this is weird and all but honestly I’d love hanging out if that’s cool.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was excited as hell. I felt like lunging at the guy to see how well he kissed for starters. I felt like saying something to him to let him know I am kind of crazy for him, but I thought he can’t feel this way about a black girl with some ‘fluff’ to her frame. I mean I wasn’t fat by any stretch, but I did have a disproportionate sized butt in comparison to the rest of my body. I am a little chubby and I have a bigger ass then I care to admit. I wondered if that meant anything to him personally, but he never indicated that it did.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I thought about his offer all the time. I was afraid to take him up on it because I really didn’t think he meant what he said. I wanted to call him. I wanted to go to a movie with him. I wanted have lunch with him even though I only got 30 minutes for a lunch. I felt like calling him, saying hi and seeing what he was doing.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I didn’t and strangely enough he began showing up in the store I worked at. He said some friends started asking him about certain jewelry they looked at and eventually to prove it he’d show up with these girls or an occasional guy and tell him his opinion on the piece. He was good for business. We even talked about asking him to work there.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I didn’t want him to. I liked the mystery about him and soon after those visits he’d come by himself, wait outside the store and I wondered “Is the guy working? Does he have a job? God I wish I could call off sick and figure out a way to spend the day with him. Why is he leading me on like this? Is he leading me on? Am I fooling myself? Is he interested in me or just bored and needs something to do?” I didn’t know but I intended to find out.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hiya Caryn! How’s it going? Wanna have lunch with me?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Huh what” I exclaimed. “You… you wanna have lunch with… with me?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Yeah why wouldn’t I? I mean can’t ya tell I’m crazy about you? God if you only knew…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I went haywire. I wanted to look like a fool. I wanted to behave so irrationally that I could care less. I was ablaze with irrational thought. I could have told him “Let’s skip lunch… do ya have any desire whatsoever to jump in bed with me Chad. I mean I’ve felt this way since…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hey let’s do something fun tonight or maybe you don’t like me like that. Ummm sorry I guess I’m overstepping my…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Noo ohh no not at all” I told him “like sure I’d love to. What did you have in mind” I asked eagerly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He already knew what time I got off. He knew I had to take a bus to get home so I could change. He knew that it be a good hour before I was ready and he suggested he pick me up, take me wherever I lived and he’d wait while I changed.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">His eyes were hungry. I saw that in them; I’ve seen the look a few times in the past with other guys. It only made me more ravenous for the awesome charismatic white hunk who liked me for me… I’m pretty sure. I’d let him into my bedroom to watch me change if I was that confident, but I wasn’t. I wasn’t ready for that yet. I wasn’t sure what I was ready for, but I knew I was ready for a relationship with Chad.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I’ll be back in three hours to pick you up” he said.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Uhhh ummm well okay… alright I guess” I told him with some hesitation. He immediately saw that I was hesitant about our plan and asked why I was hesitant. I told him why.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhh yeah I guess that might be a problem. I didn’t think about that” he said snickering. “Yep parents can get that way about whites and blacks seeing each other. Hey I gotta an idea. What do you say we just keep this date on the up and up… you know… a non-sexual date? Is that cool with you? I mean I’d prefer it otherwise, but then I don’t wan to not be able to go out with you if there’s a next time okay?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhhh god talk about making me horny” I told myself. I gazed into his eyes. I had a perpetual smile on my face. I wanted to smother him with kisses right there in the center of the food lounge. I was hot. I was turned on. I could feel myself between my thighs surging excitedly! I had three hours to go and couldn’t let his presence be a distraction to me for three whole hours.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Chad umm please leave” I said curtly. “Umm you staying around any more is going to make me do things I’m going to regret later on tonight” I went on to say. “I mean it Chad… I’m not thinking right and ohhhhhh god…..” Is all I was able to say at that point.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He smiled, I melted and he touched my hand and looked me in the face. His charming smile made for a very long afternoon and I was incapable of thinking clearly. My boss… she figured it out. She knew it was due to a man she just didn’t know who… yet.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He picked me up outside the mall, drove me across town and I went in to change. My mom wanted to know who I was going out with and I told her “Just a guy” but wouldn’t say who specifically. I wasn’t going there but thankfully at least my daddy wasn’t home. He would have given me all hell if he knew it was a white guy.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt special and as I walked to the car I wore a particular dress I never wear. One which I hold out for extraordinary occasions such as this date with Chad, I looked great in it and Chad thought so too. When I came out of the house he was watching and waiting.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The dress was a nice print, highlighted the finer points of my chubby frame but you should have seen Chad’s face especially his eyes when I came down the steps of the porch. They rocketed from there sockets! I always thought he was a guy who maintained himself but not when I walked to the car.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What… what” I asked. “Come on you don’t like me or this… which is it” I asked him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Uhhh nooooo no way” he told me. “Uhhhh like you look uhhh hot Caryn! I mean really, really hot in that!”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was turned on in a big way after Chad said that. I quivered all over! I started trembling! It showed too. I looked at Chad. He was acting oddly. He was shaking and fidgeting. He glanced at me quickly but turned away. I turned away. We hadn’t even pulled away from the curb yet. I looked back at the house. I saw my mom watching from the window. Then she started to come out of the house. I told him to pull away. I watched my mom walk faster and faster. Chad pulled away. We were down the street. I told him to turn down another street. I told him to pull into the park. He pulled in. I was silent. Chad didn’t say anything either.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him. He looked awesome. He wore a nice collared shirt and nice jeans. He looked hot too! I was even more turned on. I wanted Chad. I wanted him badly. I couldn’t believe how wild and crazy I felt all over. My body was in turmoil. I could have taken my dress off on the spot. I could have done the same with his clothes. I felt like telling him he looked awesome too then I smelled it. I smelled the aroma! He wore an aftershave or something and it made me start to lose control.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">No I didn’t attack him. No he didn’t attack me. I felt like I was ready to climax on the spot. I was beginning to moisten inside myself. I was about to lose control. I wanted Chad to do things to me I’ve never had or let a guy do to me in my life. I no longer cared what my morals were. I no longer cared if he had morals. I didn’t care about anything but seeing him naked, letting Chad see me partially undressed and I didn’t care what he had in mind… I felt like doing anything… anything he cared to do with me! This body was for the new man of my dreams.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I could feel myself shaking and quivering. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. He was looking down, but he fidgeted frequently. I wondered why he was doing it. We still didn’t speak. My breathing felt rushed. I felt like I had to calm myself somehow.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt I needed to calm down. We hadn’t even made it to dinner. We had reservations he told me. We had 15 minutes to get there. I could care less about dinner. He looked at his watch. He looked at me and smiled. It wasn’t the same smile I was familiar with. That one wasn’t anywhere to be found.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I… I think we’d better get… umm we’d better get going” he said softly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked up but not at him and replied “Yeah I guess so.” Then my cell rang. It was my mom. I hesitated to answer it. I didn’t; not the first time. I didn’t answer it the second time either. She called again. I answered it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You be careful with that boy. I don’t like you going out with a white boy. You know that” she said.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I said I did. I didn’t say anything else like “He’s a nice guy mom.” She would have put up an argument wither way. I didn’t want to argue. “By mom… I’ll be home early mom.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You will” He joked. He turned and smiled. Chad winked and we laughed. We held hands the whole way there but Chad and I knew. Yes we did. He and I knew what we really wanted. We wanted what we couldn’t have or thought we shouldn’t have.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad and I knew that we wanted all out, unbridled sex with one another! We didn’t care how it unfolded we just wanted that as the end result! All we knew was we wanted something we weren’t able or possibly allowed to have. But some day and some way we were going to introduce it into our relationship. How and when was the only question.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nervous at dinner I started feeling more comfortable and relaxed too. He was great company and I felt like I could lay in his arms all night long. I felt like we could kiss and I could tell him everything I desired.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I desired his hands touching my soft flabby body. Yes I desired his hands to slowly remove my dress and as he did I yearned for him to caress my big loveable shoulders, kiss them as he gradually removed the dress off me and then stop to stroke my tits with or without my bra on.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I imagined us together with my eyes closed, picturing him smiling and saying sweet nothings in my ear as he rubbed me all over my desirable body.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">While I thought this at dinner I started getting horny again. I wanted Chad more then ever and knew the restaurant was the wrong place, but I felt a great need and did something I probably shouldn’t have done.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I lifted up my leg underneath the table. I thought I was doing it inconspicuously. His head popped up when he felt the tip of my shoe running inside his leg close to his crotch.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him and smiled. I hoped it was okay. I even winked when he looked at me with shock. I smiled even more. He finally smiled, but when he did he gave me a very charismatic grin. Whooaa did he melt me all over, but he needed to go to the bathroom. He didn’t say why.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The hostess walked over and smiled. She told me several people noticed me doing what I did. I was utterly embarrassed. She smiled and said under her breath “I do that all the time. You’re just at the wrong table for it.” I wasn’t sure whether I should laugh or what. “It’s cool” she said. Do it again, but I’ll move you two over to another table when he comes back.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad came back smiling but not letting me know why. I was clueless and we were moved to another booth. Meanwhile I fed my yearning for a little playtime while he swatted away my tiny foot. I’d giggle and he’d wink and we had our dinner. We had a nice time. But not “nice” enough as far as we were both concerned. Taking me home we held hands… it was nice up until I got out of the car and went inside</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Two weeks passed and we didn’t get a chance to see the other. I was dying to see him. I needed to be with him. I yearned to be with Chad every possible way. I spent hours quietly in my room at night not letting mom or dad disturb me. I ached for Chad to come around every day, but he couldn’t. He picked up extra work. He got busier then he ever expected. I yearned for his presence more each day. I grew frustrated and called off work too often. My boss called me in. She didn’t reprimand me but she was stern about me taking off work.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Personal matters are personal matters. They can’t interfere with work. You have personal issues… figure out a release Caryn. I don’t want to talk about this again!” As I left work that afternoon she came up to me. Her daughter who was two years younger then me was searching for a roommate. If I was inclined to move out of the house… certain personal matters could be resolved she hinted.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Personal matters could be resolved” I thought. “Personal issues could be taken care of…. hmmm Chad and I could…” and my body went wild. I was burning up with potentially the worst ideas but possibly the greatest opportunities Chad and I could have together. Would he ever go for coming to my place… my new place to spend a day with me, a night with me or be together with me? Would he go for us being intimate and passionate still? My mind was ablaze with ideas. I was aching at the thought. How could I coerce him to consider coming over?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I met with my boss’ daughter. We hit it off. She was so cool. We had a lot in common. She was a lot like I was. She always wanted to go out partying. I always wanted to stay home and party with Chad or so I hoped my plan would pan out that way.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My cousins helped me move. My roomie furnished all the furniture. All I had to do was supply my own bed. That was it. Turned out she had a boyfriend over all the time… a different one over all the time.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I wasn’t able to get Chad over. But come to find out Chad moved into his own place too. He never told me. I don’t know why either. It never seemed odd that he didn’t but I wondered in the back of my mind occasionally why he hadn’t.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Finally I got a call from him. He apologized for not coming to see my new place. He apologized for not helping me move. He asked if he could see the place. I told him yeah of course, but he never came. He did ask if I’d come visit his place. I told him I did. I took a bus to his place. His place was twice what mine was. He lived all alone he told me. It looked like he did.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">While getting the full tour I told him “Cool Beans… so what’s your room look like?” He showed me. He slept on the couch. I didn’t get it. “Why are you sleeping on a couch when you have two rooms Chad?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He said he liked the comfort better. “You like what comfort better” I asked him. I grabbed him by the hand, pulled him down the hall and opened up the doors. There were boxes in each room. Piles of boxes filled both rooms. I looked at them and I turned to look at Chad. I asked him what all the boxes were for. He just looked at me. I was becoming suspicious.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Is… there… somebody else” I asked. He shook his head no. I started to wonder again. “Is he a flamer?” I felt like asking but didn’t. He looked into my eyes. Chad wasn’t smiling. “What’s going on” I asked. I had to know. He did have roommates I suspected. I wondered if he did then who his roommates were. “Chad… do you have… a girlfriend cause if you do I don’t wanna be in the middle of anything.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">There were beds in both rooms. Each room had TV sets. The mystery to the boxes was about to be let out. I soon found out what was in them. “Caryn sit down on the bed” he told me. “Relax alright” he said. “I… I don’t know if you’ll like this or appreciate it but I’d like to show you something. I’m really passionate about this but it hasn’t been a great success yet.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He told me the remote could be on the floor. I looked over and bent down to pick it up. When I sat up he was smiling. I asked him why he was smiling. He had a twinkle in his eye I’ve seen before but something was going on. I asked him why he was smiling at me like that. He sat down on the bed next to me and suddenly for no known reason I felt uncomfortable. All those time I wanted to be close to him like we were. All those times I felt like shredding my clothes, his clothes and pushing him to the ground, suddenly I wasn’t able to. I was excited… yeah I sure was. I felt horny and I knew I wanted to get it on, but did I want to get it on with Chad in the bed? No for some reason I wanted to abstain even though I wanted his naked body on top of mine! God did I ever but I also wanted to abstain from doing it with him too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Do you know how sexy you are” he asked flippantly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Caryn, do you know how sexy you really are? Ever since we saw each other at that interview I have put off telling you that you are. I am so crazy about you… I mean I am so hungry about seeing you completely naked and want to show you my naked body too! I want us to do things which… ohhh shit Caryn I want to do stuff white men and black women shouldn’t be doing I don’t think, but then again I don’t care what society says I can do with you or not. Do you feel that way? Do you Caryn?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him. I recoiled as I thought about how much I knew I wanted what he suggested. I could rip his pants off without undoing his buckle or unzipping him. I could pull the shirt off his body with my teeth I was so horny. Figuratively speaking I bled for it. I yearned for the wildest sex he was willing to give to me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">And then as I sat looking at him I moved back on the bed, put my arms behind me as if to invite him into me but I dropped it. I dropped the remote on the floor. It landed on the floor so I turned and bent down to pick it up and when I did I felt the hardest slap on my jean covered ass I ever felt in my life.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad had slapped me playfully or so he thought and when he did I jumped! I jumped excitedly up in the air. I turned and his shirt was off. His pants were off and all he had on were some tight underwear and he had a huge bulge in them! It was huge!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was gawking like a girl who never saw a man’s bulge ever in my life! I started to sweat like I have never sweat before. My thighs sweat, my brow sweat, my back seemed to sweat and my hands began sweating. I was nervous and excited and I was horny and I wanted him to stop at nothing to lay me out and do me right!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I wanted him to pull everything off so he could love to his hearts and cocks desire!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Go on feel it” he told me with his ever charming smile. “I want you to feel it as much as you desire” He told me. “You do want to don’t you” he asked.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I shook my head yes as my eyes looked at it in awe. He was on his knees but straightened up. His chest was perfect. His stomach was perfect. Everything about him was stunning and I was moaning but I didn’t moan out loud… no I did not.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My pussy moaned and my belly groaned, but I did not utter a sound until I said “Chad do you like my ass?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Huh what did you ask?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I have no idea what I asked at first. Whatever came out of me was not a conscious thought. I asked him what he was talking about. He told me what I asked. I was embarrassed by the question.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He said “Yeah Caryn I love your thick brown ass. I love it so much I’d love to take off your clothes and get a piece of it… a bite out of it.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was floored but I was turned on even more!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I’d love to smash my face in your ass Caryn. It’s so darn sexy Caryn; it really is” he said. I saw a wild look come over him. He looked crazed, but I was too. “I mean it’s sexier then you will ever know so can I do that?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I ripped off my shirt, I ripped off my bra, I ripped off my jeans and I ripped off my underwear. I sat on that bed naked as the day I was born. All of my 180 pounds of chocolate brown flesh awaiting his charismatic soul to consume… so I turned over, stuck my big brown and round fat ass in the air for him to partake of.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt this wet sloppy long thing slide up over my jolly round ass and I cried out with exuberance when he licked my ass. I couldn’t believe it! I whipped around, grabbed Chad’s head and thrust it between my thighs. I smashed his face down into my deep red pussy forcing him to alleviate all of the heightened feelings I had so far, but I couldn’t stop there. I had to go on. I had to have more. I wanted more then his mouth. I wanted that mouth on my belly, by boobs and everywhere along my chubby body!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I screamed out with delight and I held him closely. I held him tight against my fat body. I pulled off his underwear, grabbed hold of his cock and I put myself in a position so I suck out any and all contents within his hardened white bone.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I sucked him that hard that he begged for me to let go. I wasn’t letting go until I brought him to his knees. I brought him down and it was good and once I did I got on my knees placed my fat cunt over his face and had the man eat me out for as long as I could stand it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">That day was so wild and so fun I knew I wanted more. I collapsed on top of him and initially I thought he wasn’t able to breathe but what I didn’t know was while on top of him Chad was fingering my cunt trying to get me to orgasm again.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was so exhausted and hurt so much that I knew that day was well worth the wait but we had an awesome time. He said to me he loved my body and hoped I’d do it again.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What do you think Chad’ I told him with a wink.</div></div>

Metrosexual Apartment

He kept staring my way while I or we waited for our job interviews. The interview seemed to last only 10 minutes which didn’t thrill me too...

Read more »

Metrosexual Apartment

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"></span><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He kept staring my way while I or we waited for our job interviews. The interview seemed to last only 10 minutes which didn’t thrill me too much. Even he looked like he was nervous as he fidgeted the same way I was fidgeting. But he would watch me and he would smile at me too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The reason I didn’t like it was it was a job interview. I was trying to focus. I was trying to be serious about the possible job and when I looked at him he did too, but when he looked at me he would smile nonchalantly… too nonchalantly for my tastes. Already nervous I didn’t need the guy looking at me so casually. He wasn’t helping my train of thought.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Plus he was white, which shouldn’t be an issue, but seeing as I’m a black female who is well how should I put this? ‘Fluffy’ is a good word I guess. It’s how I’d describe myself it if I was online, but I wasn’t… I was preparing for an interview.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Good luck” he says to me as I stood up to interview. He was smiling at me; he had all the charm in the world.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What the heck” I asked myself as I disappeared around the corner. “Way to throw off my concentration” I told myself.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The problem was he was good looking; really good looking. He didn’t seem like he should be applying for an administrative assistant’s role. I wondered at first “Is he gay or something? He wasn’t a flamer. I figured that out. So why was he applying?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">10 minutes later I walked out. Smiling he asked me how it went. I said fine but with a nervous smile. He goes in and I left to go and wait for my bus. It would come in about 15 or so minutes.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hey… hi” I hear a guy say to me. I turn and there’s that charismatic dreamy smile. “Tough interview huh” he asked me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhh shit” I first thought. “Not you again” I said to myself. But my heart was racing. He had an incredible smile, nice eyes and I’m thinking to myself why is this guy being so friendly towards me? I’m hot all over. I actually want to stand close by him. I want to stand so close to him I can feel him breath and feel his body heat. He has a nice shirt on and really great slacks on too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Me well I’m in a dress but to me it’s a beater. I could have gone to some cheap store and bought something nice or even Goodwill, washed it and pressed it to look marginally better. I didn’t and I’m wondering now if that mattered to him anyways.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Our bus comes but it is packed to the hilt! Hardly an available seat on the bus except the very back. That back one is always the worst because for whatever reason you smell the exhaust and it is horrible. Coincidentally we had to take it or stand up. WE preferred to sit so we sat together.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He made small talk, I answered in brief concise responses and he carried the conversation. He was interesting and I enjoyed his questions. We rode across town. I was heading to my part time job. I asked him where he was headed. He said home so I asked him where he lived. He lived two blocks from where I worked. He asked what store and I told him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhhhh really” he says surprisingly. “I used to shop there all the time.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“The guy has to be a flamer” I thought “or he’s just a metrosexual. Yeah that’s gotta be it. He’s a metrosexual.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You shopped there” I asked in an astounded voice.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Sure did” he told me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He told me he loved the place and I asked why he didn’t still shop there. He said for a couple of reasons. Oddly enough he told me anyone who wanted advice came to him on what they should decide on as far as jewelry was concerned and his male friends started thinking he was a flamer.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I started laughing and this serious tone came over him. He asked me why I was laughing and I apologized without telling him why. But he persisted on knowing why and the bus came to a stop and we got off. As we did we started to say goodbye but headed in the same general direction so he pestered me why I laughed so I told him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I thought you were gay too but then I realized you couldn’t be” and I told him why and I told the guy I figured he was simply a metrosexual and that was it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He stopped dead in his tracks so I did too. He looked at me with a straight face and I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly his all encompassing charismatic smile overwhelmed me and my heart. He smiled and I felt like melting; I wanted to melt in the guys’ arms. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve never had a relationship with any white guy in my life. I’ve never had a relationship with a skinny guy in my life, but this guy could care less I thought. He immediately noticed things about me he must have liked because he told me something I absolutely loved about him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Wow you are really one cool girl. What I mean to say is I like you and don’t tell me what it is but a guy like me could easily fall for you.” I melted and felt my knees buckling and then he says. “I’m Chad Corbel; what’s your name?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My hands always get sweaty when I’m nervous unfortunately. He had stuck his hand out to shake mine. I didn’t want to shake it but I knew it was the right thing to do so I stuck mine out and we shook hands. It was wild! His hand was moist; it was really moist like he was also nervous.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Sorry… I guess I’m a little nervous suddenly” he tells me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">We walked towards the mall and he engaged me in what I did at the store I worked at and he told me how and what he loved so much about the merchandise until they switched merchandisers. That quickly began boring me because all I wanted to do was smell him, talk about me, talk about him and walk against his body.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was smitten with the guy. I was fascinated by him. We entered the mall. We walked through it. He told me he always cut through so he could see what was selling and what was on sale especially some of the more fashionable stuff. He supported my first theory that he was a flamer but he was not.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I had to turn down another wing to go to my job and he walked with me. Just before we got to the store he stops, writes down his cell number and email and says “Hey if you ever have any interest and wanna hook up sometime… I know this is weird and all but honestly I’d love hanging out if that’s cool.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was excited as hell. I felt like lunging at the guy to see how well he kissed for starters. I felt like saying something to him to let him know I am kind of crazy for him, but I thought he can’t feel this way about a black girl with some ‘fluff’ to her frame. I mean I wasn’t fat by any stretch, but I did have a disproportionate sized butt in comparison to the rest of my body. I am a little chubby and I have a bigger ass then I care to admit. I wondered if that meant anything to him personally, but he never indicated that it did.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I thought about his offer all the time. I was afraid to take him up on it because I really didn’t think he meant what he said. I wanted to call him. I wanted to go to a movie with him. I wanted have lunch with him even though I only got 30 minutes for a lunch. I felt like calling him, saying hi and seeing what he was doing.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I didn’t and strangely enough he began showing up in the store I worked at. He said some friends started asking him about certain jewelry they looked at and eventually to prove it he’d show up with these girls or an occasional guy and tell him his opinion on the piece. He was good for business. We even talked about asking him to work there.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I didn’t want him to. I liked the mystery about him and soon after those visits he’d come by himself, wait outside the store and I wondered “Is the guy working? Does he have a job? God I wish I could call off sick and figure out a way to spend the day with him. Why is he leading me on like this? Is he leading me on? Am I fooling myself? Is he interested in me or just bored and needs something to do?” I didn’t know but I intended to find out.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hiya Caryn! How’s it going? Wanna have lunch with me?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Huh what” I exclaimed. “You… you wanna have lunch with… with me?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Yeah why wouldn’t I? I mean can’t ya tell I’m crazy about you? God if you only knew…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I went haywire. I wanted to look like a fool. I wanted to behave so irrationally that I could care less. I was ablaze with irrational thought. I could have told him “Let’s skip lunch… do ya have any desire whatsoever to jump in bed with me Chad. I mean I’ve felt this way since…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Hey let’s do something fun tonight or maybe you don’t like me like that. Ummm sorry I guess I’m overstepping my…”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Noo ohh no not at all” I told him “like sure I’d love to. What did you have in mind” I asked eagerly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He already knew what time I got off. He knew I had to take a bus to get home so I could change. He knew that it be a good hour before I was ready and he suggested he pick me up, take me wherever I lived and he’d wait while I changed.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">His eyes were hungry. I saw that in them; I’ve seen the look a few times in the past with other guys. It only made me more ravenous for the awesome charismatic white hunk who liked me for me… I’m pretty sure. I’d let him into my bedroom to watch me change if I was that confident, but I wasn’t. I wasn’t ready for that yet. I wasn’t sure what I was ready for, but I knew I was ready for a relationship with Chad.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I’ll be back in three hours to pick you up” he said.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Uhhh ummm well okay… alright I guess” I told him with some hesitation. He immediately saw that I was hesitant about our plan and asked why I was hesitant. I told him why.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhh yeah I guess that might be a problem. I didn’t think about that” he said snickering. “Yep parents can get that way about whites and blacks seeing each other. Hey I gotta an idea. What do you say we just keep this date on the up and up… you know… a non-sexual date? Is that cool with you? I mean I’d prefer it otherwise, but then I don’t wan to not be able to go out with you if there’s a next time okay?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Ohhhh god talk about making me horny” I told myself. I gazed into his eyes. I had a perpetual smile on my face. I wanted to smother him with kisses right there in the center of the food lounge. I was hot. I was turned on. I could feel myself between my thighs surging excitedly! I had three hours to go and couldn’t let his presence be a distraction to me for three whole hours.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Chad umm please leave” I said curtly. “Umm you staying around any more is going to make me do things I’m going to regret later on tonight” I went on to say. “I mean it Chad… I’m not thinking right and ohhhhhh god…..” Is all I was able to say at that point.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He smiled, I melted and he touched my hand and looked me in the face. His charming smile made for a very long afternoon and I was incapable of thinking clearly. My boss… she figured it out. She knew it was due to a man she just didn’t know who… yet.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He picked me up outside the mall, drove me across town and I went in to change. My mom wanted to know who I was going out with and I told her “Just a guy” but wouldn’t say who specifically. I wasn’t going there but thankfully at least my daddy wasn’t home. He would have given me all hell if he knew it was a white guy.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt special and as I walked to the car I wore a particular dress I never wear. One which I hold out for extraordinary occasions such as this date with Chad, I looked great in it and Chad thought so too. When I came out of the house he was watching and waiting.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The dress was a nice print, highlighted the finer points of my chubby frame but you should have seen Chad’s face especially his eyes when I came down the steps of the porch. They rocketed from there sockets! I always thought he was a guy who maintained himself but not when I walked to the car.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What… what” I asked. “Come on you don’t like me or this… which is it” I asked him.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Uhhh nooooo no way” he told me. “Uhhhh like you look uhhh hot Caryn! I mean really, really hot in that!”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was turned on in a big way after Chad said that. I quivered all over! I started trembling! It showed too. I looked at Chad. He was acting oddly. He was shaking and fidgeting. He glanced at me quickly but turned away. I turned away. We hadn’t even pulled away from the curb yet. I looked back at the house. I saw my mom watching from the window. Then she started to come out of the house. I told him to pull away. I watched my mom walk faster and faster. Chad pulled away. We were down the street. I told him to turn down another street. I told him to pull into the park. He pulled in. I was silent. Chad didn’t say anything either.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him. He looked awesome. He wore a nice collared shirt and nice jeans. He looked hot too! I was even more turned on. I wanted Chad. I wanted him badly. I couldn’t believe how wild and crazy I felt all over. My body was in turmoil. I could have taken my dress off on the spot. I could have done the same with his clothes. I felt like telling him he looked awesome too then I smelled it. I smelled the aroma! He wore an aftershave or something and it made me start to lose control.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">No I didn’t attack him. No he didn’t attack me. I felt like I was ready to climax on the spot. I was beginning to moisten inside myself. I was about to lose control. I wanted Chad to do things to me I’ve never had or let a guy do to me in my life. I no longer cared what my morals were. I no longer cared if he had morals. I didn’t care about anything but seeing him naked, letting Chad see me partially undressed and I didn’t care what he had in mind… I felt like doing anything… anything he cared to do with me! This body was for the new man of my dreams.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I could feel myself shaking and quivering. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. He was looking down, but he fidgeted frequently. I wondered why he was doing it. We still didn’t speak. My breathing felt rushed. I felt like I had to calm myself somehow.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt I needed to calm down. We hadn’t even made it to dinner. We had reservations he told me. We had 15 minutes to get there. I could care less about dinner. He looked at his watch. He looked at me and smiled. It wasn’t the same smile I was familiar with. That one wasn’t anywhere to be found.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I… I think we’d better get… umm we’d better get going” he said softly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked up but not at him and replied “Yeah I guess so.” Then my cell rang. It was my mom. I hesitated to answer it. I didn’t; not the first time. I didn’t answer it the second time either. She called again. I answered it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You be careful with that boy. I don’t like you going out with a white boy. You know that” she said.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I said I did. I didn’t say anything else like “He’s a nice guy mom.” She would have put up an argument wither way. I didn’t want to argue. “By mom… I’ll be home early mom.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You will” He joked. He turned and smiled. Chad winked and we laughed. We held hands the whole way there but Chad and I knew. Yes we did. He and I knew what we really wanted. We wanted what we couldn’t have or thought we shouldn’t have.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad and I knew that we wanted all out, unbridled sex with one another! We didn’t care how it unfolded we just wanted that as the end result! All we knew was we wanted something we weren’t able or possibly allowed to have. But some day and some way we were going to introduce it into our relationship. How and when was the only question.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nervous at dinner I started feeling more comfortable and relaxed too. He was great company and I felt like I could lay in his arms all night long. I felt like we could kiss and I could tell him everything I desired.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I desired his hands touching my soft flabby body. Yes I desired his hands to slowly remove my dress and as he did I yearned for him to caress my big loveable shoulders, kiss them as he gradually removed the dress off me and then stop to stroke my tits with or without my bra on.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I imagined us together with my eyes closed, picturing him smiling and saying sweet nothings in my ear as he rubbed me all over my desirable body.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">While I thought this at dinner I started getting horny again. I wanted Chad more then ever and knew the restaurant was the wrong place, but I felt a great need and did something I probably shouldn’t have done.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I lifted up my leg underneath the table. I thought I was doing it inconspicuously. His head popped up when he felt the tip of my shoe running inside his leg close to his crotch.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him and smiled. I hoped it was okay. I even winked when he looked at me with shock. I smiled even more. He finally smiled, but when he did he gave me a very charismatic grin. Whooaa did he melt me all over, but he needed to go to the bathroom. He didn’t say why.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The hostess walked over and smiled. She told me several people noticed me doing what I did. I was utterly embarrassed. She smiled and said under her breath “I do that all the time. You’re just at the wrong table for it.” I wasn’t sure whether I should laugh or what. “It’s cool” she said. Do it again, but I’ll move you two over to another table when he comes back.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad came back smiling but not letting me know why. I was clueless and we were moved to another booth. Meanwhile I fed my yearning for a little playtime while he swatted away my tiny foot. I’d giggle and he’d wink and we had our dinner. We had a nice time. But not “nice” enough as far as we were both concerned. Taking me home we held hands… it was nice up until I got out of the car and went inside</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Two weeks passed and we didn’t get a chance to see the other. I was dying to see him. I needed to be with him. I yearned to be with Chad every possible way. I spent hours quietly in my room at night not letting mom or dad disturb me. I ached for Chad to come around every day, but he couldn’t. He picked up extra work. He got busier then he ever expected. I yearned for his presence more each day. I grew frustrated and called off work too often. My boss called me in. She didn’t reprimand me but she was stern about me taking off work.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Personal matters are personal matters. They can’t interfere with work. You have personal issues… figure out a release Caryn. I don’t want to talk about this again!” As I left work that afternoon she came up to me. Her daughter who was two years younger then me was searching for a roommate. If I was inclined to move out of the house… certain personal matters could be resolved she hinted.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Personal matters could be resolved” I thought. “Personal issues could be taken care of…. hmmm Chad and I could…” and my body went wild. I was burning up with potentially the worst ideas but possibly the greatest opportunities Chad and I could have together. Would he ever go for coming to my place… my new place to spend a day with me, a night with me or be together with me? Would he go for us being intimate and passionate still? My mind was ablaze with ideas. I was aching at the thought. How could I coerce him to consider coming over?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I met with my boss’ daughter. We hit it off. She was so cool. We had a lot in common. She was a lot like I was. She always wanted to go out partying. I always wanted to stay home and party with Chad or so I hoped my plan would pan out that way.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My cousins helped me move. My roomie furnished all the furniture. All I had to do was supply my own bed. That was it. Turned out she had a boyfriend over all the time… a different one over all the time.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I wasn’t able to get Chad over. But come to find out Chad moved into his own place too. He never told me. I don’t know why either. It never seemed odd that he didn’t but I wondered in the back of my mind occasionally why he hadn’t.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Finally I got a call from him. He apologized for not coming to see my new place. He apologized for not helping me move. He asked if he could see the place. I told him yeah of course, but he never came. He did ask if I’d come visit his place. I told him I did. I took a bus to his place. His place was twice what mine was. He lived all alone he told me. It looked like he did.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">While getting the full tour I told him “Cool Beans… so what’s your room look like?” He showed me. He slept on the couch. I didn’t get it. “Why are you sleeping on a couch when you have two rooms Chad?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He said he liked the comfort better. “You like what comfort better” I asked him. I grabbed him by the hand, pulled him down the hall and opened up the doors. There were boxes in each room. Piles of boxes filled both rooms. I looked at them and I turned to look at Chad. I asked him what all the boxes were for. He just looked at me. I was becoming suspicious.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Is… there… somebody else” I asked. He shook his head no. I started to wonder again. “Is he a flamer?” I felt like asking but didn’t. He looked into my eyes. Chad wasn’t smiling. “What’s going on” I asked. I had to know. He did have roommates I suspected. I wondered if he did then who his roommates were. “Chad… do you have… a girlfriend cause if you do I don’t wanna be in the middle of anything.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">There were beds in both rooms. Each room had TV sets. The mystery to the boxes was about to be let out. I soon found out what was in them. “Caryn sit down on the bed” he told me. “Relax alright” he said. “I… I don’t know if you’ll like this or appreciate it but I’d like to show you something. I’m really passionate about this but it hasn’t been a great success yet.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He told me the remote could be on the floor. I looked over and bent down to pick it up. When I sat up he was smiling. I asked him why he was smiling. He had a twinkle in his eye I’ve seen before but something was going on. I asked him why he was smiling at me like that. He sat down on the bed next to me and suddenly for no known reason I felt uncomfortable. All those time I wanted to be close to him like we were. All those times I felt like shredding my clothes, his clothes and pushing him to the ground, suddenly I wasn’t able to. I was excited… yeah I sure was. I felt horny and I knew I wanted to get it on, but did I want to get it on with Chad in the bed? No for some reason I wanted to abstain even though I wanted his naked body on top of mine! God did I ever but I also wanted to abstain from doing it with him too.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Do you know how sexy you are” he asked flippantly.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Caryn, do you know how sexy you really are? Ever since we saw each other at that interview I have put off telling you that you are. I am so crazy about you… I mean I am so hungry about seeing you completely naked and want to show you my naked body too! I want us to do things which… ohhh shit Caryn I want to do stuff white men and black women shouldn’t be doing I don’t think, but then again I don’t care what society says I can do with you or not. Do you feel that way? Do you Caryn?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I looked at him. I recoiled as I thought about how much I knew I wanted what he suggested. I could rip his pants off without undoing his buckle or unzipping him. I could pull the shirt off his body with my teeth I was so horny. Figuratively speaking I bled for it. I yearned for the wildest sex he was willing to give to me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">And then as I sat looking at him I moved back on the bed, put my arms behind me as if to invite him into me but I dropped it. I dropped the remote on the floor. It landed on the floor so I turned and bent down to pick it up and when I did I felt the hardest slap on my jean covered ass I ever felt in my life.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Chad had slapped me playfully or so he thought and when he did I jumped! I jumped excitedly up in the air. I turned and his shirt was off. His pants were off and all he had on were some tight underwear and he had a huge bulge in them! It was huge!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was gawking like a girl who never saw a man’s bulge ever in my life! I started to sweat like I have never sweat before. My thighs sweat, my brow sweat, my back seemed to sweat and my hands began sweating. I was nervous and excited and I was horny and I wanted him to stop at nothing to lay me out and do me right!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I wanted him to pull everything off so he could love to his hearts and cocks desire!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Go on feel it” he told me with his ever charming smile. “I want you to feel it as much as you desire” He told me. “You do want to don’t you” he asked.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I shook my head yes as my eyes looked at it in awe. He was on his knees but straightened up. His chest was perfect. His stomach was perfect. Everything about him was stunning and I was moaning but I didn’t moan out loud… no I did not.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">My pussy moaned and my belly groaned, but I did not utter a sound until I said “Chad do you like my ass?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Huh what did you ask?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I have no idea what I asked at first. Whatever came out of me was not a conscious thought. I asked him what he was talking about. He told me what I asked. I was embarrassed by the question.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He said “Yeah Caryn I love your thick brown ass. I love it so much I’d love to take off your clothes and get a piece of it… a bite out of it.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was floored but I was turned on even more!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I’d love to smash my face in your ass Caryn. It’s so darn sexy Caryn; it really is” he said. I saw a wild look come over him. He looked crazed, but I was too. “I mean it’s sexier then you will ever know so can I do that?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I ripped off my shirt, I ripped off my bra, I ripped off my jeans and I ripped off my underwear. I sat on that bed naked as the day I was born. All of my 180 pounds of chocolate brown flesh awaiting his charismatic soul to consume… so I turned over, stuck my big brown and round fat ass in the air for him to partake of.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I felt this wet sloppy long thing slide up over my jolly round ass and I cried out with exuberance when he licked my ass. I couldn’t believe it! I whipped around, grabbed Chad’s head and thrust it between my thighs. I smashed his face down into my deep red pussy forcing him to alleviate all of the heightened feelings I had so far, but I couldn’t stop there. I had to go on. I had to have more. I wanted more then his mouth. I wanted that mouth on my belly, by boobs and everywhere along my chubby body!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I screamed out with delight and I held him closely. I held him tight against my fat body. I pulled off his underwear, grabbed hold of his cock and I put myself in a position so I suck out any and all contents within his hardened white bone.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I sucked him that hard that he begged for me to let go. I wasn’t letting go until I brought him to his knees. I brought him down and it was good and once I did I got on my knees placed my fat cunt over his face and had the man eat me out for as long as I could stand it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">That day was so wild and so fun I knew I wanted more. I collapsed on top of him and initially I thought he wasn’t able to breathe but what I didn’t know was while on top of him Chad was fingering my cunt trying to get me to orgasm again.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was so exhausted and hurt so much that I knew that day was well worth the wait but we had an awesome time. He said to me he loved my body and hoped I’d do it again.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“What do you think Chad’ I told him with a wink.</div></div>

Metrosexual Apartment

He kept staring my way while I or we waited for our job interviews. The interview seemed to last only 10 minutes which didn’t thrill me too...

Read more »

Sara

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> I kept listening to her sad and touchy story and suddenly out of nowhere I asked Sara that if we meet than can I kiss you? There was a long pause and then she broken the pause with a whisper saying yes you can kiss me. (All names changed) Sara is married for 4 years but is facing very tough time at her husband’s house in Bangalore. Her husband is having an affair with one of his colleagues which is dated even before their marriage took place. On her wedding night she was brutally fucked by her husband and she was taken to hospital for treatment. After all at time of marriage she was only 18 years of age. She had to accept the affair of her husband and would arrange meetings for them in their house. Her husband would bring his colleague home and they would have sex in her bedroom and she had to bear all of it all alone. She was rarely given any importance and her sexual desires were never met by her husband. She was sexually treated once a month and that also for few minutes. I met Sara in a training organized by our university in a local hotel. She visited with her neighbor who was my junior in the department. It was a two days training session and the first day passed with only introduction session of the participants. We never even saw each other that day. On the next day there was a group session in which she joined our group. She got impress by my talent and came to talk to me during lunch. She told me that I am a very talented boy and she can help me find a job. She gave me her email id and told me to send her my CV. When I reached home I sent her my CV but was not expecting any response. To my surprise she replied and told me that she had told her cousin about me and has given my CV to him. After that we used to chat with each other rarely when we got time. Once we were chatting and she started chatting on webcam. She was looking very beautiful and her open hairs were adding to her looks which was driving me crazy. I found some courage and told her that she is very beautiful and is looking very lovely. She gave a sigh and made a sad face. When I asked the reason she started to tell me about her married life. I was shocked to know that she is married in such an early age and even worse she is not happy with it… Gradually we opened up a bit and she started to discuss sex with me. She told me everything that how her husband used to cheat on her and how she than accepted the fact and helped him out. I felt sorry for her all the time but kept praising her for her beauty. Finally I told her to give me her mobile number and we started to chat through mobile. We used to talk till her husband will come back home from his job. Finally when I could not hold back any more I asked her for a meeting. She said she’ll love to meet but she is scared of her husband. But I encouraged her in to it and she finally agreed for a meeting. She wanted me to visit her house. Although I was reluctant to risk being caught but was desperate to meet her and get hold of her beautiful body. So I finally agreed and took the address from her. I normally use bike for my travel but I took a taxi in order to visit her. It was 9:30 in the morning when she told me that her husband is gone and won’t return till 5 pm. I told her that I am on my way and kept in touch with her on mobile all the way towards her house. I was there in 20 minutes and told her to open the door. She came to open the door and was wearing a very smart dress. Her little assets were looking very appealing and reveling in the dress. She took me upstairs to her lounge and we settled there. We chatted while she was sitting in front of me on the sofa. She then went to kitchen and brought some juice for me. After serving me with the juice she came and sat beside me in the sofa. She kept staring at me while looking from side. I was confused as it was the very first time for me to be with a girl like this. Although I had a lot of experience in kissing as I had a girlfriend with whom I gained a lot of experience but I had never had such an opportunity to be alone at a house with a girl. So she put her hand on my pent and praised my dressing. I kept talking to her and looked into her eyes. Suddenly as if we fell for each other very badly, we hugged tightly. She was in my arms and I was hugging her and trying to believe that finally this beautiful girl is in my arms. I started kissing her hair and ears. She started to moan and whenever I kissed her ear she gave a sigh and her embrace got tighter. She grabbed my back and started rubbing it slowly. I started kissing her on her face now. Starting from the forehead I came down to her nose and cheeks and eyes. That deliberately skipping the lips I slipped towards her chin and neck. She help me tight from my back and I finally placed my lips over hers for the first time. My first kiss was very gentle and I only touched her lips. Her eyes were closed and her lips started to give way to me for entry into her mouth. But I again kissed her on her lips, this time covering more space and pressing harder. In the third go I got hold of her lower lip and started to suck on it. That was enough for her. She help me from my neck and her head started to go backwards. Gradually we sank into the sofa and I found that I am lying on top of her in the sofa and sucking her lower lip. Then I inserted my tongue into her mouth and we started to play with each others tongues. The sensation was out of this world and the feeling of her warm body beneath mine was driving me crazy. For the first time my hand reached out to touch her boobs. I still remember the sudden excitement that ran in our bodies at that time. We kept kissing each other and I kept pressing her boobs. The perfect size which completely fitted into my hands was making me wild and this was something she felt in my kisses. Suddenly she broke the kiss and looked at me with a naughty smile on her face…. She said “Hmmm seems we have an expert kisser here”. I just smiled and said I am still learning the art. Now my hand was desperate to get into the clothes and remove all the barriers. I started to remove her shirt and saw her beautiful white belly. God I was mad at seeing the view of her belly. I started kissing her belly and licking her belly button. She was enjoying the show while moving her hands in my hair. I slowly went up and reached her bra. When I removed the bra the view was awesome and I directly went down and started sucking on her boobs, her tits were rock hard by then and the pink color of her hard nipples was giving a perfect match with her white milky complexion. After sucking on them for a while I felt that my dick can no more hold the pressure. I thought that if I’ll keep it inside for another minute it’ll tear off the underwear and break out. So I sat and started to kiss her legs. She was still in her trousers and I was fully dressed. She said wait let us go inside to the bed. When she wanted to get up I stopped her and took her in my arms like that and lifted her. She felt really happy and started kissing me on my neck. I took her to the bed and we lay down beside each other. I removed my shirt and she kissed me all over my chest. She loved the feel of my chest hair on her face. She rubbed her chest with mine and then she said I need you. I started to remove her trousers and while removing the trousers I constantly kissed her legs. I sucked on her feet and she giggled whenever I kissed her feet. Her pussy was in front of me now and I touched it for the first time. The soft touch of a beautiful shaved pussy was very pleasurable. I rubbed it for a while and as soon as I inserted my finger into it she reached her first climax which made her body become stiff and hard. I had heard of such a situation but I never encountered one. Seeing her shiver like this made me worried initially but then I realized it and directly removed my pent. Finally I removed the underwear and came over her. I started rubbing my dick with her pussy walls which were all wet due to her discharges. Without even lubrication as it was not needed I inserted my dick head into her pussy. She stopped breathing as my rod drove into her pussy and went deeper and deeper. When I was fully into her she opened her eyes and hugged me tightly. She held me tight and her legs came over my hips and she started to move her body. I also joined her moves and we got carried away with the movements. I kept pushing inside and she kept pushing upward with my thrusts. She was getting wild and started rubbing her nails on my back. The sensation was great and the feeling of first fuck of my life was awesome. As I pushed further she again reached her climax and this time my dick felt the huge pressure that build up in her pussy. I nearly came inside her but I managed to pull my dick out of her pussy and there it was. I sprayed all my cum over her belly. The discharge was so powerful that she received a major portion of my cum on her breasts and her face. I fell over her and we kissed again for a while. Gradually I slid aside her and she placed her hand over my chest while kissing me over my neck and shoulder and gradually placed her leg over mine. Soon I was again having a hard on so I asked her to do it once again. She smiled and said “you never know when it gets hard”. She got up and sat over me, held my dick in her hand and slowly glided it into her once again. And here we started again….It was tough for me to decide upon sharing my experience but I finally found the heart to let it out for others. I will be glad to receive comments for betterment so that I can share my experiences in an improved manner.</div>

Sara

I kept listening to her sad and touchy story and suddenly out of nowhere I asked Sara that if we meet than can I kiss you? There was a lon...

Read more »

My First Sex - By Female Author

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Hi people, I am priyanka. Born and brought up in delhi. I come from a very rich family, punjabi. I am the only daughter of my parents, present age 18. Most of my childhood was encompassed with the visions of my parents or the lack of their presence (daddy busy with business and mom with kitty parties) and to compensate the lack of good and loving parenting, my papa gave me everything I wanted – money, credit cards, cars and what not. Well u could define me as the classic rich spoilt brat and daddy’s pet. My mom never really took interest in my upbringing but after I turned 16, she took up the shape of a devil in human form and her sole motive in life became to protect my virginity at all costs. I sometimes feel that she gradually became stinking jealous of my lithe 32/24/32 figure and striking beauty. She made my life hell and I wanted to get out the situation as fast as I could. My only solace in my mother infested life was sudhir ji, my 32 year old private tutor, teaching me economics. He used to come during the afternoon, when the streets outside used to look like windswept deserts under the april delhi sky, through my cold air-conditioned window. The smell of his sweat, his shirt clinging to his muscular body made me tighten up my thighs to prevent the wetness seeping down my legs and made me pant like a bitch in heat. He realized what I was going through and obviously, it showed in my eyes. I simply couldn’t hide the animal passion and my desire for him. I hoped that one day he would take me in his arms like a crazy bull in full heat, tear off my clothes, kiss me till he draws blood from my lips. I wanted him to take me between his strong legs and I dreamt of nothing else other than to take his huge cock in my mouth and worship it as my god. The only thing I wanted is to kiss and suck his cock with long loving strokes of my tongue while he hold my long flowing hair tightly in his hand while stroking my naked boobs so that I can reach ecstasy in orgasm and make him cum in my mouth and I would joyously drink his cum. I wanted him to ravish me on my bed so that I could be a woman instead of a girl. Sudhirji was very well aware of my animal feelings and he took total advantage of the fact and of the teenage hormones raging in my 18 year old body. When my mother is in the house, he would scold me for no reason, humiliate me as if I am a ten year old kid and would treat me like dirt. Sometimes when my mom came into the room (I think to ogle at sudhirji) he would complain about my lack of interests in studies and would say “ at this age, you should study and study only. I feel that u are getting interested in other aspects of life more than your studies”. And saying that he would cast a knowing look at my mother. He did this on purpose knowing fully well from experience that this much complaint would lead to a solid slapping session from my mother. He did it on purpose so that the next day he would take pleasure from seeing my bruised cheeks, my red eyes and would pat and cuddle me and make me want him more and more. Every time I went forward to kiss him, he would roughly shove me away but again go on petting me and touching my sweet boobs over my t shirt. I loved and hated sudhirji for making me love and hate with all my soul. I was tormented and tortured by him everyday and suddenly one day luck smiled on me. It was the monsoons and most of our domestic helps and been away in their respective villages for cultivating their crops. My uncle who lives in chittaranjan park suddenly had a heart attack and by the twist of fate I found myself all alone in the house. Sudhirji came. The last time he came was his scolding day as mom was in the house and I knew that today he would be in a mood to coddle me. I had already dressed myself up in the most sexiest g string top I had. It had a revealing low cut hem, which showed the whiteness of my heaving mounds. The barely visible strings showed off my beautiful shoulders where I hoped he would kiss me first. The flimsy fabric of the tee shirt clearly showed the protrusion of my young nipples. The touch of the fabric on my nipples made me wet and felt my juice slide down my inner thighs. It sent me into a dizzy of organisms thinking of what will happen when his lips and tongue would touch and caress my nipples for the first time. Needles to say, I did not wear a bra. There is no need for any wastage of time. Along with my g string tee shirt I wore the shortest mini ever invented, you know the type, which are worn by girls to show off their panties rather than hide it. I sat cross -legged on the bed waiting for him to enter my room. I was afraid that he would hear the thud thud of my heart and would realize how nervous I was. He entered. For an instance I saw the gleen registering in his eyes on seeing me in my outfit. He regained composure in a second, that bastard. “what are you doing on the bed? Come to the table, we have to study”, he drawled. “that’s what I am doing sir, I am ready today, teach me”. I could barely recognize my voice. I was beyond understanding. The very scent of his manliness in my room, his very presence made my panty dripping wet. Oh god, he was feet away from me and I had I feeling that I was about to burst in the estacy of orgasm. Sudhirji looked at me for an instant and before I understood, he jumped at me and both of us fell on my waterbed, his very weight crushing me. I could feel stiff manhood through his jeans, throbbing on the naked skin of my legs. We kissed. He was an animal like I thought he would be. He found it fun to hurt me. His lips bit into mine and he sucked them like he would suck up my very life force. I could feel his teeth tearing into my mouth. His hands pressed against my body, he was mauling my legs, he caught hold of my back in a fierce grip and pulled me towards him with all his might while his body weight was crushing me beneath him. “yes sudhirji, take me, love me, hurt me, ravish me, I am yours. Do anything u want.” My mind wanted to say so many things. But I could only manage to moan, moan and moan. The very rhythm of our grating bodies made me want to die in pleasure. Somewhere in between my tee shirt was ripped away from my body and I saw the animal joy in his eyes when he saw that I was not wearing any bra. I waited for the moment I had dreamt for so long. The moment when his lips would pluck my breasts and suck my nipples like honeydew. I wanted him now to be gentle. “please please darling be gentle, my breasts are yours to saviour, I wanted them to be yours for so long, please take them gently, they will be yours forever” I do not know whether he heard it or not. I do not know whether I said it or not for by that time, the only thing I felt in this universe was the touch of his tongue on my nipples. I heaved my breasts towards him and pulled him down with my hands. I caressed his hair, I moved my arm on his body and drank the scent of his manly sweat. I was ready to do anything for him anything. I got up. Made him lie on the bed, feet on the ground. He was panting like a bull in full heat. I had a good mind to stop all this that moment just to punish him for torturing me all these months and all the beatings he made me get from my mom. I knew it would make him a horny crazy bull and would serve him right but I knew that I was only fooling myself. I needed him today. I took off his jeans and his underwear and his huge manhood jumped up from the restraint of his undies like a angry hissing serpent and stood there rock erect. At last I saw my god. I looked at his huge cock and suddenly had a fear attack. That thing would go inside me !! God I would be torn apart. But some one inside me told me “priyu you bitch, you want to be torn apart”. I slid off my skirt. It was a joke really. A skirt that size does not need to be taken off. And then with a practiced hand, I stood erect, naked, in my panties, beads of perspiration on my heaving breasts, put my feet together and slid off my panties just like the girls do it in the movies. I heard it from a reliable source of my classmates that men go bonks on seeing a panty taken of in style and not just taken off. Sudhirji’s eyes told me it is true. Poor man, I better hurry, or his cock would burst. I slid between his legs and for the first time, held my god in my hands and slowly, very slowly kissed the top of his penis. I saw him shiver in estacy. The musky manly smell of his penis made me crazy. I slid my mouth all over his cock and he groaned in pleasure. I was lifted from the ground by his manly arms and he plonked me on the bed. I was ready. I stretched my legs wide apart. He sat over me, his legs besides me and looked me into the eyes. “darling you are the first. You are going to take my virginity’’. I felt his penis on the tip of my enlarged labia. I was dripping wet. Now. “oh god is it going to hurt?” I could feel his penis entering me, pushing open the tight walls of my virgin vagina. I felt a sheer sensation of pain as if something ripped inside me. I clutched the bed sheets with my arms and my scream was stifled inside me as his mouth covered mine in a passionate kiss. The pain was unbearable. I left the bed sheets and embraced him with my hands hugging him as tightly as I could, wishing the pain would go away. I felt is cock ramming inside me in a rocking rhythm and my hips started to move in symphony. I lost all idea of time and space. I could just feel the throbbing of his pulsating cock inside the walls of my ravished cunt and could feel the sweat dripping off his body on my face and boobs. Suddenly his rocking changed. He went into a frenzy, taking me with him. His grip crushed the very breath off me and I clung him with my legs and hands. He hammered me relentlessly, I opened my eyes and saw that his face was like a demon. I felt a change inside me, in unision we came. I felt his warm juice flowing inside me like the manna from the heavens. Gobs and gobs of his juice flowed inside me as I lay on the bed under him exhausted, ravished and a woman. He completed me. Sir slid off me and lay besides me on the bed exhausted. He moved me to his cock and put my mouth on his cum and juice dripping cock. I wiped his cock clean. The combination of his cum and my juice made a strange taste. But I did what he wanted. After all he was my god. Priyanka.</div>

My First Sex - By Female Author

Hi people, I am priyanka. Born and brought up in delhi. I come from a very rich family, punjabi. I am the only daughter of my parents, pre...

Read more »

Beach resort experience - ( By Female Authors )

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> I want to share the ultimate sexual experience I had during last weekend. I went for a trip to a beach resort with my friends. We were 7 of us. The guy whom I am having a sexual crush was also there. He is tall hard and handsome and a pilot with a famous airline . We went without reservation. So had to go hunt for hotels till we found a beachside resort. We got three bedrooms which we all shared. We were all drinking, by around 2 all slept off drunk in different places. I was half asleep when I felt someones lips on mine. When I opened by eyes, I found my prince charming kissing me softly. He was drunk as well. It wasnt new for us as we have sex whenever the time and space permits. After kissing for a while he started carassing my boobs. We both started getting aroused and we wanted privacy. So we moved to another room which was empty. Immediately as we entered he, removed my clothes and started licking me from head to toe.We both were completely aroused as his cock was standing hard and long and my nipples were erect too. I was very wet down also and could feel the tingling effect in my pussy. He sucked on my nipples and bite them gently. This made me aroused with no turning back. Then we changed our position to 69 and sucking each other wildly. I started teasing his cock . It was a real handsome 7 inch and very think one. I licked around the tip and circled it with my tongue. After doing that for a while, I mounted on him and started riding him slowly. Each time moving up and down in such a way that the entire length is covered. After a while he made me lie on the back with legs on his shoulders. Then he entered me so deep that I almost felt choking, he was doing it so fast and hard that I came almost immediately. After that he said there is a surprise for me and blind folded me and asked me not to open and just obey what he says, I heard the door of the room opening and some footsteps coming closer, by this time, I had worn back my clothes to a short dress . I could hear soft whispers and understood that there are more than 2 people in the room. I asked my guy who s that and he said, dont worry and just enjoy , He pulled me up from the bed and made me stand up. Suddenly I could feel hands all over me , from the number of hands on me and the bodies touching mine, I understood that there were 4 guys in total and all of them were naked. I could feel 4 cocks pressing on to me from all sides. Their hands wandered in my body slowly teasing me everywhere, in my face, neck, back, on the boobs, nipples, stomach, thighs, butt and my pussy, above the dress and by lifting the dress up. They slowly started undressing me till I was stark naked in front of 3strange men and my boyfriend. Suddenly there was an urgency and all the hands started moving wild and fast all over me. I could feel them fingering me hardly while one guy was kissing me. I had 2 lips on both my nipples . They lifted me up suddenly and made me lie on the table in the room. They continued the sucking and licking. My guy then asked me, how do I want all the 4 guys to fuck me as all the 4 needs to enter inside me it seems. I said take turns while others can tease me in that time, Suddenly they lifted me and make me in the doggy position on the bed.i could feel I guy crawled under me in the 69 position that his cock was at my mouth and his mouth on my pussy. 2 guys came on both the sides of me and started biting my nipples. They made me hold their cock in both the hands , they positioned themselves in such a way that they could suck my boobs while I gave them a handjob. Suddenly I felt another cock entering my pussy from the back. They said start and all of them got in to action, I guy sucking and biting on my clitoris while I gave him a blow job. 2 guys on my boobs and the last one fucking me hard from the back. I started reaching the climax and when it came,it was with all the power that I almost felt unconscious. This continued for a while all the 4 of them took turns in all the position until the 4th person came inside me, by the time, I climaxed at least 7-8 times It was an experience beyond description, but only can be felt. The next day morning , my guy woke me up with a passionate kiss and told me that was the best day in his life and he is in love with me , We went for a early morning dip in the sea and there also , we made out in the water with him holding me around his waist. Since it was too early in the morning, the beach was almost empty. We fucked in the water as well , we climaxed together in the water and stayed inside each other for a while until we realize people started coming, We took a dip and walked back to the room and found our friends waking up. It was the most beautiful time in my sex life till now and one of my fantasies came, I still dunno the other 3 guys, whether they are my friends or total strangers. But it doesn’t matter. I had royal fun</div>

Beach resort experience - ( By Female Authors )

I want to share the ultimate sexual experience I had during last weekend. I went for a trip to a beach resort with my friends. We were 7 ...

Read more »

Office ki larki ki chudai

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s1600/sexbook.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovQHH7yMyWjLdnfAkOykm56Ua9lRGFUpiEOUa8zeJV9SAi1zf0b_EjFJ9_EZiiBpGcHSWqzcJcKFJyST_LgJ8IGMymGvfZC3gSpkIogY_MzUrTOgU9BXPbTWNYn-7vgC3hUokyV8-p9M/s320/sexbook.PNG" width="320" /></a></div>Mere office main ek khubsurat bare bare boobs wali larki mere sath kaam karti thi.Hum log subah sath ghar se jate the aur sham ko ek sath wapis ate the meri car se.Ek din jab woh mere sath car main akar bethi to main use dekhkar hairan ho gaya aaj woh ek dam mini skirt aur loose top pehne hui thi jisme se uske boobs bahar ane ko betab ho rahe the maine usko pucha aaj irada kya hai to woh hasne lagi to maine usko bola aaj office skip karke bahar chalte hain to woh tyar ho gayi hum logo ne car sunsan sarak par le li aur maine uske hath par apna hath rakhkar sehlane laga is beech maine ek sunsan sarak par car utar li aur usko jor se smooch karne laga woh bhi buri tarah se mujhe chum rahi thi mera ek hath uske Boobs daba raha tha aur ek hath uski skirt ke ander se uski chut sehla raha tha.Woh buri tarah se hot thi.Maine apni trouser khol kar neeche ki aur underwear neeche karte hi mera 7 inch ka lamba mota lund bahar nikal aya woh usko dekhti reh gayi mera lund humesha cleanshaved rehta hai.Maine uska muh pakarkar apne lund par rakh diya pehle to woh na na karti rahi lekin main jabardasti uske muh main lund ghusa diya woh chap chap karke chusne lagi aur main ..Uski chut main ungli dal kar age piche karta raha thori der lund chuswane ke baad maine usko seat par letne ke liye kaha aur uski chut chatne laga woh neeche se pehle hi bahut geeli thi chtne hi woh chilane lagi raaaaa hai khaaa jao meri chut ko aur chato aur chato kehkar woh waise hi 3 baar jhar gayi. Uska tharak se bura haal tha maine uski chut main apna mota lund ek jhatke main dal diya to woh chilla uthi aaaaaah dard ho raha hai nikalo iso bahar maaaaar gaaayi maine uske muh par apna muh rakha aur usko choudne laga 5 min main woh bhi normal ho gayi aur chudai ka maza lene lagi main use lagatar jor jor se chaudta ja raha tha aur woh maza lelekar chila rahi thi chaudo chiudo mujhe jor se choudo far do meri chut aaj aur jor se aur jorse main lagatar usko 45 tak chauda is beech woh 4 baar jhar gayi thi phir jaise hi maira paani nikalne wala tha maine apna lund nikal kar uske muh main de diya woh mera sara paani pee gayi hum dono thak kar Ac tej karke back seat par hi nidhal hokar par gaye.Thori der main normal hone ke baad humne phir chuma chumi shuru ki aur phir garam ho gaye aab main uski gaand marna chahta tha lekin woh mani nahi maine phir se uske muh main apna lund diya aur khud uski chut chatne laga maine usko phir seedha litaya aur aur uski chut main seedha lund dal diya chut geele hone ke karan mera lund seedha ghus gaya maine usko 30 min tak chauda aur uske ander hi jhar gaya.Tab tak wahan se logo ka ana jana shuru ho chuka tha.Humne kapre theek kiye aur delhi ki taraf nikal gaye aur yeh rishta humara saal tak chala maine usko office main uske ghar par aur hotel main sab jagah chiauda aur uski gaand bhi maari.</div>

Office ki larki ki chudai

Mere office main ek khubsurat bare bare boobs wali larki mere sath kaam karti thi.Hum log subah sath ghar se jate the aur sham ko ek sath ...

Read more »