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Lemon POUND Cake and Rich Dark Coffee
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Lemon POUND Cake and Rich Dark Coffee  I still remember the day I met you. It is amazing really. It is raining so hard and has been doing so for hours. The temperature dropped so it is a cold and dreary day. I decide to stop in at Starbucks. I have a taste for their lemon pound cake. When I arrive, the line is long. I guess there are a lot of people who want a great cup of coffee and a confectionary. The cashier looks like she should be in high school, but she tells me she is actually a college senior. I have never intentionally slept with anyone under 21 years of age, since I turned 25. There have been a couple of ladies that were, but I was the pursued not the pursuer. There were 4 slices of the lemon pound cake left and I took all 4 along with a couple bags of coffee. Just as I was about to pay, I heard a voice behind me laugh and say,” I’ve been thinking about a slice of Lemon pound cake all day, and you just had the good taste to buy the last off it” I turned around to see the smiling face of a mature pretty blond with laugh lines around her eyes. I apologized and offered her a slice of it, which she quickly accepted. As I paid for purchase, she offered. “Listen, I don’t do this often, but I am not usually in someone’s debt for a piece of lemon pound cake. I see you are not wearing a wedding ring, so if you don’t think your girlfriend will mind, why don’t you let me make you a great cup of coffee to go with your cake.” I laughed. “That’s very generous of you, but it’s ok” “ No, please, I insist”, she said. “Unless of course you don’t drink coffee with white women that you share your pound with.” “Well, when you put it like that, how can I refuse?”, I said. I followed her to her home, a large colonial, and went inside. I was surprised that she lived alone in such a large home. “My husband is originally from Minnesota. He has the . I’m going to be joining them in the spring at the end of my contract,” she said. “So how do you cope?” I asked. Laughing she replied, “Well usually, I just call them on the phone or fly out for a long weekend. Picking up black guys in Starbucks is new to me.” I laughed too. “Moving up in the world, huh?” I replied. “Soooo, just so I’m clear. You really didn’t invite me back here for some rich black coffee, to go with my lemon pound cake?”, I asked. “Yes, I did.” She replied, “ But I am hoping that’s going to be after I fuck the hell out of you. I am horny as hell, and I been wanting to fuck a black man for a while.” I wasn’t expecting that, nor the fact that she was now looking at either my zipper or my hardening dick, breaking thru my boxers and sliding down my thigh. I took a step back and admitted that I didn’t have any<b> condoms </font></b>with me. She stopped for a minute and said “No Problem”, then she went into her purse and handed me an envelope. “Open it”, she said. When I did I told her, “You are NOT pregnant.” She turned red and snatched the envelope away. “Wrong one”, she said and handed me another one. This one was a panel with results from her recent STD test. She was clean and I told her that. She stepped to me. “Please” was all she said, then began undressing me. She knelt in front of me and slid my slacks down. My dick was hard and the head glistening. She stopped and licked her lips. “I had heard”, she said,” but I wasn’t expecting all of that. Damn, your hard and I haven’t even sucked your dick yet.” “Is that what you want to happen now?”, I asked. “I don’t know”, she replied. I actually don’t know what I want to happen next.” I grabbed her wrist and pushed her to her knees. “Pull my boxers down” I ordered. When she did, My dick sprang free and slapped her in the face. I stepped closer and let my dick throb against her face. She opened and wet her lips. She reached behind me and squeezed my hips, slowly slipping the shining head of my dick between her lips. Her moans made my dick harder. I twisted my fingers through her long blond hair. I love the way she looked up at me, her eyes smoky with desire. Patiently I waited for her to take more and more of my dick. 3 inches, 3 more inches. She is sucking my dick so good. Her moans make my balls stir. She whimpers a little and slides another 3 inches of my hard black dick down her throat. She coughs and begins to gag. I am hoping she will be able to deep throat all of me. I have never had a woman take all of my dick into her mouth. She told me that I, a black man, am her fantasy. That really made me feel good. I really want to make this special for her. “Suck my dick” I say to her. “ I want to feel my balls hitting you in the face. Suck my dick like it’s the best thing you have ever tasted.” As I begin to rock against her mouth, I brush the locks away from her forehead. I stop. Her eyes are stretched. She has moved her hands from my ass. Now her hands are on the front of my thighs, struggling as she tries to mitigate how much dick is actually going down her throat. I smile, then notice, her face is turning beet red and her cheeks are moist with tears. I stop and just let my dick throb in her mouth. She only had about 9 inches of dick in her mouth at any one time, still, I will not go deeper. I will just enjoy what she is giving, as she whimpers with a part of my dick in her mouth. I wanted her mouth pressed against my belly, but it is not to happen. She is still gagging, but I am no longer forcing dick down her throat. Her body shudders as she tilts her head up to look at me. She is radiant now. No longer struggling to take more dick than she can handle, I just bask in her adoration, as she moans. ”Oh yes” she says. “Such good cock”. “No baby, this isn’t cock. Your enjoying hard thick black dick – and don’t you ever forget it.” As I slid more and more of my dick between her lips. Listening to her gag, I kept sliding dick into her. She couldn’t take more than nine inches, but I wanted her to be mindful. I stopped pushing and pulled back. “Please” she said again. “Please, I can’t take all your dick.” “Yet,” I replied. “You can’t take all my dick yet. But with time and practice, you will.” She reached up and pinched the nipples on my chest. I slipped my hard dick from between her lips and pulled her to her feet. Her knees buckled a little and I held her against my chest. Looking into my eyes, she whispered, “ I have been married for 18 years and waited until I have less than 6 months remaining on this contract and am about to return home, to cheat, for the very first time. I am such a ”. I looked at her for a moment and burst out laughing. She buried her head in my chest and asked, “Why are you laughing?” I tilted her head to look up into my eyes. I put my lips upon hers and hold her tight. “You are not a ”, I said as my hands caressed her. “I think you love your family, both your husband and your .” “I think you have waited a long time to discover certain things about yourself.” This time I slip my tongue between her lips. “I am about to undress you and help you discover some of those things” . I bent my head and sucked her tongue into my mouth. “Before your 6 months is up, daddy is going to make sure you will always know that your mine. She looked down at my dick still throbbing, and smiled. “Yes daddy.” |
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