The younger woman had greeted him with a perky tone. She seemed sweet, cute even. With her big dark eyes and that sweet mouth. When she smiled it reminded him of cherries.
Never before had he seen a woman like that. In his small village back home in Germany, there were absolutely no women like her. There were many beauties to pick from of course, but until he met her he never realized the true meaning of lust.
Sure in the past he had crushed on celebrities, and the girl next door. With their light hair and blue eyes. However, it wasn’t until he moved to American for work a decade ago that he had felt pure and unadulterated passion.
When he met her, it almost felt inappropriate. Her attire that is, until he realized over time it matter not what she wore. The sway of her thick hips and the bounce of her luscious tits could not be contained.
When she spoke, a cute little drawl came out. During their lunchbreak, she walked outside and her dark skin would catch the sun. It felt like being 18 all over again and having to hide a boner in front of class. Over time he had learned that her name was Angelique.
Initially he had trouble pronouncing the name with his accent, however, he ensured to practice it in preparation. There was a work mixer coming up soon, at a bar. Angelique had eagerly signed up help arrange the event. Usually, he hated these things, however he could not miss this.
Since he came to the States he had trouble dating. People often could be put off by his foreign heritage. Sometimes he’d be fetishized too. Which was great for getting a lay, but the sessions were never mind blowing. The women he had sex with were decently attractive and her respected them but… There was always something missing. They never quite stuck in his mind, they all blended into a wash of Ashley’s and Jennifer’s.
Sex was sex but, every time he spotted Angelique he longed for more. For the pulse pounding, trying your best not to come because fuck you need more because it feels so good type of sex. With the current roster, his mind wondered until the orgasm, and even when he ate them out until they came.
It was a problem, he had been introduced to the most sensual woman he had ever met and the others just weren’t the same. Sex had lost it’s spark. As someone who always took great care of his sexual health, he even lamented that he didn’t need to get test as frequently as before. His last partner had been months ago. Like expected his results were negative for everything.
He longed for the sensation again, thinking Avcılar travesti of how fucking hot it would be to feel Angelique’s velvety pussy against his dick. He inhaled through his nose, knowing that even if he scored it’s not like she’d date him anyway. American girls didn’t seem to be cool with dating a foreign guy. Which he didn’t hold against them, but still, it felt hopeless at times. So he knew that at best he would be a fling for Angelique. He determined that would be okay, he’d be lucky to get anywhere with her at all.
Eckart sat in his office, a sigh blowing past his lips. The mixer was tomorrow night, was he even ready? Only time would tell
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By the time the mixer was ready to start, it felt like he was having palpitations. His buddy, Derek said he would head in with him and help his game a bit. However, he knew that attempting to get with Angelique was a wild card. Her body was something else, she was certainly curvy. No matter what dress she wore the shake of her magnificent ass was evident. Her thighs were round and thick and her chest carried the most wonderful pair of breasts he had ever seen.
With a steadying breath, he and and Derek arrived at the bar. It was bigger and louder than he expected. Derek laid a hand on his shoulder and gave him some some words of encouragement. Eckart steadied a breath and walked inside with his buddy.
As the evening drew on, He had not even seen Angelique. By the time the club was packed and way too loud to find anyone, he figured his chances of even seeing her were gone.
He turned to find his friend when he felt the softest brush against his arm. At this time he was a bit tipsy. However that did not stop him from instantly recognizing the woman before him. With her chestnut skin, long dark curly hair and big black eyes.
Immediately he was hard in his pants. Obnoxiously so. This opportunity could not pass him by. “Hey!” He shouted over the music.
Angelique smiled, her big tits brushing against him. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder, “I hope you don’t mind. I’m a little drunk and well, I need to tell you something.”
Eckart swallowed, his cheeks turning red. “Ha, go ahead.”
She leaned over, put her thick soft lips right up against his ear, and whispered “Whoops, I forgot my panties.”
He froze, taking in her bold statement and wondering where this was coming from. However, despite his nerves he knew that he must seize the moment. “May I?” He asked breathlessly.
She Avcılar travestileri gladly turned around and stuck out her big round ass, “Go ahead.”
Eckhart reached forward and put his hand around the soft dark mound of her cheek.
A soft sigh left his mouth as his fingers touched the soft, warm skin. Now it was Eckhart’s turn to lean over and whisper in her ear. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
With that, she turned around and pressed herself up against him. “Oh yeah?”
Eckhart answered her grabbing the back of her head and pressing his lips against hers. Desperately grabbing at her body. She moaned against his mouth, a sweet and high sound.
This was like a mating call to his ears, his cock stiffened, and he grabbed on her of her legs, hitching it around his waist. There was a warmth emanating from between her thighs. He could feel it slowly growing a wet spot in the front of his jeans. She wasn’t lying about not wearing any panties.
Eckhart sighed at what felt like the most intense erection of his life. It was imperative they get out of here. Now.
He took her by the hand, but she smiled before leading him away.
By the time they got to her apartment, she was all over him. Making him swerve on the road when she undid his pants and greedily began to lap at his cock. She gagged in surprise when it became impossibly hard in her throat.
Embarrassingly, her sweet tongue almost made him cum in less than thirty seconds. In fact he had to shove her mouth off of his cock before he came and almost crashed right there.
When they got past the threshold of her door, he held her close and kissed her. A flutter beginning in his heart. As she pulled away, he blinked in surprise at the strange feeling.
However, he was soon distracted by her strip show that she began to put on. She wore a skin tight red dress that held up her amazing tits. Her dark breasts bounced free of her garments as she disrobed.
Holy shit, she looked even better naked. With massive tits, a cute, soft, and tapered waist, and thick hips springing forth. Never had he been so hard in his life. His cock dripped with precum as he looked at her soft sexy body jiggle with every step toward him.
Like being hypnotized he held her close, kissing her roughly before shoving her down on the couch, unwilling to move any further. He had to have her right fucking there. He disrobed himself, before taking out the condom he’d brought and rolling it on his impossibly hard dick.
He knelt down Travesti avcılar and began to lap at her pussy, taking in all the sweet juices. Within seconds she was mewling, moaning that she’d cum in his mouth. Spurned by this, he wordlessly positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy. Feeling the warmth surrounding his dick like a wave.
Within seconds he was bottomed out inside of her. The most intense wave of pleasure he was ever felt washed over him in an instant. He groaned loudly and whimpered in her ear as he filled the condom to the brim with cum.
When he came to, she was still moaning and cursing and her eyes were rolled back. Immediately he was hard again, and began to plow into her tight black pussy relentlessly. She cried out and wrapped her thick legs around him, shoving him ever deeper inside of her wet pussy.
His thick cock expanded her, near the point of pain, and the the perfect amount of pleasure. This time he kissed her and touched her aching clit with his thumb, making her writhe against him and greedily cum again like the little slut she was.
The thought shocked him, but he had an idea. “That’s right slut, cum on my dick again. Get it nice and wet.”
She clenched down on him, and cried out again, her huge tits bounced wildly with each manic thrust. “Oh my God!’ He growled before pushing her legs further apart, forcing them to lie flat against the cushions. Like his own wanton sex doll. Oh fuck are all black women’s pussies so sweet?
He came again, his thrusts becoming erratic as he ground to halt inside of her. She whined, begging him for more.
“Only if I can truly have this pussy.” He growled. She gladly parted her legs, tearing off his condom with her teeth.
This time he wasn’t fucking ready, it felt like he’d been a virgin with the sudden flood of sensations unlike anything else. Before the tip of his cock could even bottom out in her pussy he was flooding it with cum. Drenching her pink insides with white. The contrast of his thick white cock in her chocolate pussy had been too much to handle.
She squeezed down on him and he started to just continuously cum inside of her. By the time he was done he felt every ounce of his energy being drained from his balls. His body twitching as she reached back and played with his dick. Causing another spurt to erupt from his cock, and inside her warm soft walls.
She purred, spurring him on to withdraw his cock and begin to lap at her pussy. Eating his own cum from inside of her. She leaned back and sighed softly. Her thick lips quivering in pleasure.
After lapping at her pussy with long, flat strokes of his nimble tongue, she began to cry out. He orgasm flooding his mouth with her sweet juices.
In a fit of pleasure, he drew her up within his arms, and they lay there happily. Drifting off to sleep.
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