0 comments/ 14402 views/ 0 favorites Internet Lovers Ch. 01 By: Sweetcheekss I live in a fairly small town in the Midwest, not much going on, especially when it comes to any kind of social activities. Working at the local bank as a teller since I graduated high school two years earlier was becoming far too routine and boring. I’m 20, 5’7”, sandy blonde hair and have a great figure. I exercise not only to stay in shape but sometimes just to kill time. The other girls I worked with were always worrying over me about not having a boyfriend let alone a husband. I wasn’t ready to settle down, felt I hadn’t really experienced all that there was to experience. I hadn’t dated anyone since my high school days, most of the guys in my class had either moved away to larger towns, joined the service or a few had made it into college. A few customers at the bank would flirt with me a little when they came in. They were either married or just acting foolish. Spending my evenings and weekends at home was going to have to come to an end or else I’d end up a mental case. I had to do something to relieve all my pent up frustrations. I surf the Internet quite a bit of an evening, catching up on the latest news and shopping online. Our little town didn’t have many places to shop unless you were involved in farming. Most everyone traveled about sixty miles to the state capital to hit the large malls and super-stores. I was familiar with going to the capital myself, sometimes driving there just to get away. One evening while reading my email an ad popped up on my screen for a chatroom. One of those, meet people in your area and get to know one another websites. With nothing else much better to do, I decided to see what the hell it was all about. It was a free site, probably paid for by all the sponsor ads that flooded the monitor’s screen. I had to sign up, pick a nickname and password so I could access one of the chatrooms. I figured a nickname that was somewhat provocative might get someone’s attention. I’m very, very shy so I wasn’t about to try and initiate a conversation with anyone online. I picked “Leather and Lace”, thought that kind of fit me since I love to wear leather skirts and slacks. Not really into lace but it seemed to go well for the name. The Website had chatrooms divided into various categories by interests and locations. My state was listed, in fact several chatrooms listed within my state. I logged into one and the screen started scrolling with other chatter’s conversations. I just sat there and watched, noticing some of the provocative nicknames. Some were sexually explicit, some even made me grin. I sat in front of the monitor for about ten minutes, just watching, not typing anything. A window popped up with a “private message” typed in. Just a “hi, how are you?” At first, I just stared at it and then I replied to it. The person typed a message back and I again replied. We chitchatted for about fifteen minutes, he seemed quite nice. We were both fast typist so the conversation really started to flow. He asked me what I looked like or if I had a picture online. I didn’t have any pictures of myself except my old senior pictures; they were terrible so I just described myself to him. He sound I sounded very cute and described himself to me. From his description I figured he had an athletic build. He said he was about six feet tall and had played football in college. The more he talked about himself the more interested I became. He asked me if I was near him. He lived in the state capital, I just told him I lived about sixty miles from him but I liked shopping in his city. He asked if I’d be interested in meeting him in person sometime. I was hesitant at first but I replied that I would be since I certainly wasn’t going to meet anyone in this dull little town. My answer seemed to please him, his typing increased as he told me he was definitely interested in meeting me. He suggested we meet at a restaurant, someplace open and public, unless I felt comfortable meeting him at his apartment. The more we chatted, the more comfortable with him I became. We discussed interests, work, likes and dislikes; we seemed to have quite a bit in common. He was older than me, twenty-five, and seemed very mature. The subject hit on sex a couple of times. That didn’t alarm me since he didn’t seem like sex was all he was interested in. I did open up to him, telling him I was very inexperienced, having only been with one guy. He didn’t brag about his sexual prowess like I’d noticed some of the chatters doing. He gave me his email address and asked for mine. I felt comfortable with giving it to him since I knew I could always block him out later if I had to. He wanted to send me a picture of himself. I thought that was pretty cool of him so I had him email it to me. I went to my email and opened up the message he’d sent along with his picture. I was really shocked to see he was a black guy, a very great looking black guy. He had a business suit on and he looked very professional. At first, I just froze, not knowing what to do. I saved his email message, not deleting it. I went back to the chatroom where he was waiting on my reply to his email. He asked me what I thought of his picture. I told him he was very handsome and looked great in the suit. He bluntly asked me if I liked black guys. I had to tell him that I hadn’t been around many black guys, coming from a small farming community. He must have gotten a good laugh at my reply. We kept chatting and I overcame my apprehension of him. We must have chatted online for a couple of hours. We decided to call it an evening since it was getting late. Lawrence, aka HotLover4U, asked me if I’d be free this coming Saturday. Since I don’t have to work Saturdays, I told him I was free. He asked me to drive over to the capital so we could spend the day together. I thought of every excuse I could but nothing seemed like he’d accept it. I agreed to meet him, even went so far as to agree to meet him at his apartment. Lawrence lived in one of the upper income apartment complexes on the northeast side of the capital. He said he’d fix us lunch if I liked. I didn’t want him to go to any special trouble; we’d just play it by ear when I got there. He agreed we’d see how we hit it in person before making any further plans. I’ll have to admit, I was skeptical about meeting him. I even thought about what it would be to have sex with him. I inwardly laughed at the idea, saying to myself it would never happen. He might not care for me after meeting me in person, it works both ways. Saturday morning I awoke and started to figure out what I was going to wear to meet Lawrence, aka HotLover4U. Something to accentuate my figure but not to sexy like some high priced hooker. I picked out a red leather skirt and matching jacket outfit. The skirt was short but not a mini. I was trying to look my best for Lawrence or at least what I thought he’d expect to see me wearing. I’d gotten my hair done the day before so it would look nice, one thing this little town does have is a decent beauty salon. The drive to the capital was pretty boring; just one farm field after another passes by. The traffic was pretty normal for a Saturday, a lot of people getting away from the small towns to look for a little excitement. I was still nervous about meeting this guy, a stranger who’d contacted me over the Internet but I wasn’t having any luck meeting anyone local. Arrived at the apartment complex just a little before noon. It was really nice, lots of landscaping, not to mention some very expensive cars in the parking lot. I found Lawrence’s apartment number and parked in the space directly in front of it. Checked my make-up and hair in the visor mirror to make sure I looked my best. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse and got out of the car. Proceeding up the walkway, the thought crossed my mind to turn and run but I was just a little too curious to find out what HotLover4U was really all about. I knocked on the door to the apartment and heard someone approaching from inside the apartment. The door opened and I was greeted by a big friendly smile. Lawrence looked exactly like his picture, although he wasn’t wearing a business suit like in his picture. He was dressed in nice form fitting slacks and dress shirt. “Hi, please come in” he greeted. “Hi, I’m Cheryl, you must me Lawrence” I replied. “So happy you could make it. Have any problems finding me?” Lawrence quizzed. “No, no problems at all. I’m fairly familiar with this city.” I informed him. “Wow, must say you’re much more beautiful than you described yourself in the chatroom the other evening” Lawrence complimented. Lawrence’s apartment was really nice and overlooked a small lake through the sliding glass patio doors. I commented on how beautiful his apartment was and the view was especially nice. He put his hand on my waist and I must have flinched a little at his touch. He apologized and I told him it was alright, just not used to having anyone touch me. He smiled and motioned me towards the couch. I sat down and he asked me if I’d like a drink or something. Not used to drinking much, just an occasional beer with my dad, I just asked for a soft drink of some kind if he had it available. He asked if I liked wine, he had a very nice wine chilled for us. Well I couldn’t refuse since he’d gone to the trouble so I agreed to the wine instead of the soft drink. Lawrence brought us two glasses of red wine, sipping it slowly I had to comment on how great it tasted. My compliment brought another smile to his face and he mentioned the red wine along with my red leather skirt and jacket. I had a white blouse on underneath and it was also trimmed in red. Lawrence asked me about myself, my hometown, if I was happy. The wine helped me relax; I talked on and on about how dull my life was and how I was looking for something better. At least some excitement in my life. Lawrence refilled my glass with more wine and we strolled out onto the patio. Lawrence informed me he was recently divorced, was the co-owner of a nightclub in the downtown area, and was just looking for someone to have fun with, not a serious relationship. Not wanting a serious relationship was something we’d both agreed on. The more we talked, the more I liked Lawrence. He was not only great looking and well educated, he could carry a conversation without sounding stupid or opinionated. We walked back into the apartment and I Lawrence told me had some snacks prepared for us. He was a great host, thought of everything I might like. I was a little hungry not having eaten anything since early morning. We indulged ourselves on gourmet meats and cheeses. Lawrence refilled our wine glasses again. I kept thinking to myself, I need to slow down a little on the wine, since I had to drive home later on. After fulfilling our appetites, we drifted back to the livingroom and the couch. Lawrence sat down next to me on my right. I don’t usually smoke but Lawrence offered me one of his cigarettes and I accepted. I was totally relaxed and at ease with Lawrence sitting right next to me. I asked him about his chat nickname, HotLover4U. He laughed and said it would be better for him to show me than explain it to me. I didn’t react to his explanation or question him any further about it. I finished my cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. “Would you mind if I kissed you” Lawrence asked. “Sure, I’d like that” Don’t know if it was all the wine speaking or me. Lawrence slipped his hand to my waist and pulled me in close for a kiss. His lips were full on mine pressing gently and passionately. It had been so long since I’d been kissed I didn’t want him to stop. He didn’t have any notion of stopping either. His lips moved all over mine flicking his tongue between my lips. I opened my mouth so he could slip it deeper. He plunged his tongue in my mouth and worked it rapidly in and out. His actions really turned me on; I could feel my body stiffen under his intense manipulations. I loved it and Lawrence realized he was exciting me beyond anything I’d experienced before. Lawrence broke off the kiss, letting us both catch our breaths. I was a bit flushed. Lawrence put his hand under my jacket and gently massaged my left breast. His hands were huge, probably twice the size of mine. I should have stopped him but his stimulation felt so good. “Why don’t you take off your jacket and blouse so I can kiss your breasts. I‘ll bet they‘re spectacular,” he asked. I froze at his comment but I leaned forward and slipped off my jacket. Lawrence helped remove the jacket. I couldn’t bring my hand up to unbutton my blouse, I just hesitated. Lawrence’s skillful hands pulled the blouse from the waistband of my leather skirt. I finally got my fingers to begin unbuttoning my blouse. Lawrence’s eyes focused on my chest as I slowly unbuttoned the blouse. When I got it unbuttoned, Lawrence slipped it off my shoulders and tossed it on the chair next to the couch with my jacket. I didn’t realize I was letting the situation get out of hand. I’d worn one of my best lacy bras. The big smile on Lawrence’s eyes showed his approval. I’m a 36C and the bra really accentuates my breasts. Lawrence massaged my breasts through the bra and I could feel my nipples growing erect. My breathing was growing deeper and deeper the more he stimulated me. He leaned down to my breasts and kissed and nibbled on the exposed part of my breasts. The bra had the catch on the front and Lawrence wasted no time in undoing it. The bra popped open for him. My nipples grew even more erect as he gazed at them. His lips immediately clamped onto one of my nipples pulling it. I gasped as I felt his hard tongue flick over it. I grabbed the cushions of the couch. He put his mouth on my other nipple and tortured it the same way, his hand massaging the breast he’d first sucked on. My head rolled back onto the top of the couch as he worked my breasts over. His hands massaged and squeezed while his teeth and lips sucked on the hardened nipples. I felt myself surrendering to his masterful lovemaking skills. He knew I was loving what he was doing and he wasn’t going to deprive me of pleasure. I relaxed the more he stimulated my breasts. I felt his right hand slid up under my skirt working it’s way towards my panties. I had to stop him before it was to late for me to regain control of the situation. I hadn’t really known Lawrence long enough or well enough to let him get this far. Even though I tried to clamp my legs together, Lawrence’s strength was too much. His hand reached my pussy as he pushed my legs farther apart. He worked a finger up and down the slit of my pussy through my panties. I gasped for breath. “Stop, please stop” I gasped. Not really wanting him to but having second thoughts that I was getting in way over my head. “OK, I’ll stop if you really want me to” Lawrence replied as he withdrew his hand from beneath my skirt. “I don’t want to make you mad” “I’m not mad, don’t get me wrong. I just never planned on having sex with someone I don’t really know all that well. I guess I’m just a small town girl who hasn’t been around much” Lawrence replied, “I understand, I don’t want to press you into something you’re not ready for.” We sat there in silence not know what to say to each other next. I knew he was disappointed. He didn’t get mad or throw me out of the apartment. He was a gentleman and it showed. I reminded him that I’d only had sex with one other person and that was a couple years ago. “I feel like I’m still a virgin,” I informed him, figuring he’d laugh at the remark. He didn’t. He just looked at me and said he understood. The effects of the wine were wearing off and I was slowly regaining control of my thinking. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and use the commode. My panties were very damp where Lawrence had stimulated my pussy. I checked my make-up and hair and walked back to the livingroom. Lawrence was still sitting on the couch. “Cheryl, Hon, you alright” He asked. “Yes, I’m fine, much better now” I replied. Lawrence stood up and kissed me softly, his firm hands on my waist. I had to make a decision, best to leave and not look back I thought. I just didn’t want to make that decision and then regret it later. If I left, our friendship would end abruptly. Lawrence’s hands were still at my waist and I didn’t want him to remove them. My bared breasts pressed into his chest. “Do you really want to fuck me?” I asked. “Only if you want me to,” he replied. Internet Lovers Ch. 02 I guess I was letting my body do my thinking instead of my better judgment. Lawrence wasn’t pushing me to let him fuck me but he wasn’t going to turn me away either. His easy manner did change somewhat. He may have still be somewhat frustrated by my initial hesitance to go all the way with him. Lawrence walked around behind me and his hand rubbed my ass through the leather skirt. His huge hands felt good and I could feel myself starting to get overcome with emotion. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down from my hips. When it fell to the floor, I stepped out of it. Lawrence picked it up and tossed it on one of the chairs. He stood behind me. I was just wearing my gauzy white bikini panties and red high heel shoes. He placed his hand on the elastic band of my panties, inserting a finger inside the elastic. I tensed as I felt he was going to pull them down. Instead he just traced around the elastic, playing and teasing me. From behind me, he pushed his left hand down inside the front of my panties, rubbing and lightly tugging at my pubic hair. I stiffened as he continued this for several minutes all the while kissing me on the nape of my neck. He was in control and I wasn’t making any motion to stop his manipulations. His right hand was cupping my breasts, gently tweaking the nipple and then pulling on it a little harder. I gasped as I looked down to see it stretched so long. He released the nipple and it slowly shrank back, still erect. “I’m going to finish taking your cherry and you’re going to love it,” He stated emphatically. I couldn’t reply to his statement. He walked back to the couch. I was still standing in the middle of the room, my eyes watching him. He rubbed his crotch; I could see he had an enormous bulge through his dress slacks. He smirked and ordered me to strip off my panties. My hands shaking a little, I did as he ordered. I pulled my panties down and off over my shoes, tossing them in the chair with my skirt. My pubic hair, which I keep neatly trimmed, matches the hair on my head, sort of a sandy blonde. Lawrence got up from the couch and directed me towards the stairs leading to the balcony bedroom. I walked in front of him up the stairs feeling his glare on my bare butt. I held onto the handrail to steady myself as I took each step one at a time. The balcony bedroom was open to the livingroom below, spacious with a queen size four-poster bed. Lawrence walked over and pulled the comforter off the bed. He motioned me to get on the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and slipped off my shoes. Stretching out on the cool sheets, I relaxed just a little. “Don’t go away or get started without me,” He kidded. Lawrence went back downstairs, returning a few minutes later with two glasses of chilled wine. He’d taken off his clothes except for his tight fitting boxers. He was built like a football player, muscular and toned. I imagine he worked out on a regular basis in order to stay in such good shape. He ordered me to lie in the middle of the bed and spread my legs so he could see my pussy better. “Spread your legs wide and finger that pretty pussy for me. I want to see you work yourself up” I was a little slow in obeying his command, my inhibitions holding me back. I masturbated at home in my bed but never in front of anybody, especially somebody intently watching. “Do it I said” Lawrence commanded. My right hand went to my pussy and I started rubbing it back and forth, then in little circular motions. It was embarrassing even though I could feel myself reacting to my own stimulations. “Put a finger in that hot pussy and fuck yourself,” He ordered. I did what he said, closing my eyes as I felt my body take control. My breathing came in long deep breaths. Lawrence’s bulged looked as if it were going to rip through the material of his boxers, grinning at me as he watched me masturbate for him. I brought myself up but fought back getting myself off. I slowed my fingering motion, finally pulling my finger out of my wet pussy. I was panting, almost out of breath. “Turn over on your tummy and get up on your knees. Get that hot little ass up in the air” I did as instructed. I positioned myself in front of him on the bed; face down, my butt in the air with my legs spread. I felt Lawrence get on the bed behind me and grab my butt, spreading my cheeks far apart. Lawrence was in total control and I wanted it that way. I could feel his hot breath wafting across my pussy. I jumped when he started liking me all over down there. Holding my legs apart firmly, he continued tonguing me up and down, all around my pussy. All I could do was moan loudly, burying my face in the sheets. He licked my already erect little clitoris, stabbing it with his tongue. Taking it between his lips, he gently tugged on it. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I had a tremendous orgasm right then. My whole body quivered uncontrollably. Lawrence continued tonguing, working it inside my drenched pussy, sucking up my juices. It felt like he was deep inside me. After bringing me to another orgasm, he pulled his tongue out of me and licked up towards but anus. I clenched a little but Lawrence’s large hands spread my cheeks as far as he could. His tongue darted around and into my anus. My hands gripped the sheets till I though I might tear them. I was weak from cumming almost collapsing. Lawrence stopped his oral stimulation and got up off the bed walking towards the nightstand. He picked up both glasses of wine, handing me one. I could barely hold the glass, my hands were still shaking. I managed to sip the wine, it refreshed me. He slapped me across the butt. “You’ve got one hot little ass there. Just like I like it. White on the outside, pink on the inside” I guess he was informing me he preferred Caucasian women. I didn’t question his remark, just smiled at him. “Showtime Hon. Time to get down to some serious partying” Saying that he stood and stripped down his tight boxers. His huge black cock sprang out like a big snake. I couldn’t get over the size of it. It was larger than anything I’d imagined. Not just long but thick with a large bulbous head. I gasped loudly at the sight of it. Lawrence grinned and stroked it lightly, teasing it as he noticed my astonishment at the size of it. “Ah……I don’t think I can take that inside me” I muttered. “That’s what they all say. You’d be surprised how much that tight little pussy of yours will stretch. Don’t worry, I’ll take it nice and easy till you get used to it.” Lawrence bragged. “Get back up on all fours. I want to take the rest of your hot little cherry doggie-style.” Reluctantly I got back up on all fours. I watched as Lawrence opened a drawer on the nightstand, pulling out a tube of some kind. It was K-Y Lubricant. He squeezed some out on his full erect cock and spread it all around the shaft and especially the bulbous head. My mouth dropped when I say it glistening with the lubricant on it. Lawrence’s breathing had increased, his massive chest heaved, probably at the thought of putting his massive fuck shaft up my tight little pussy. “Relax Cheryl, this won’t hurt at all. I only want to give you the pleasure you’ve been missing out on,” He said calmly. His remark didn’t calm me at all; I could feel myself clenching my pussy muscles tightly knowing what was about to happen. Lawrence positioned himself behind me, my legs spread wide. He pushed my shoulders down onto the mattress; I glanced over to my left. There was a large mirror on the wall and I could see him kneeling behind me holding his huge black cock at its base. “Relax. Just let me get it started into you.” He inserted a finger into me, spreading my pussy lips apart. Then he moved the head of his cock to the entrance of my pussy. I relaxed just a little, feeling the head start it’s way inside me. The look on Lawrence’s face reflected in the mirror was serious, very intent on what he was about to do. His left hand firmly grasped my hip as he forced the head of his cock inside me. I cringed as I felt my pussy stretched. The K-Y had helped him make the penetration. His right hand grasped my other hip and he slowly worked his cock in and out till he had about half his fuck pole inside me. I was watching is slick cock slide in and out of me in the mirror’s reflection. I couldn’t believe that I was able to accommodate the massive size. My pussy had to be stretched to its limits. More and more Lawrence stroked his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy. I felt myself quivering and knew I was going to cum any minute. Lawrence must have sensed it too as he withdrew his cock from my pussy and rubbed it up and down the crack of my butt. He noticed I was watching him in the mirror. He grinned at me, “See I knew you could handle it. Just takes an old pro to break you in right” Saying that, he put his cock back inside my waiting pussy, plunging it halfway in. Slowly he worked it in more and more. I almost screamed when I felt him hit the inner depths of my pussy. He still didn’t have all of his huge cock in me but it was all I could take. His hands rocked my hips back and forth on his shaft. I was in ecstasy; I came once, then again when he increased the rocking. Lawrence held me firmly then began rotating his hips. I could feel his huge black cock going crazy inside me. Argggggghhhhhhh……. Oh God……..OHHHHHHH!!! I moaned loudly. I was having one orgasm after another. Lawrence pounded his cock into me, holding his hand at its base so as not to hurt himself or me. I started to pass out; my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it hurting. He let out a loud moan as he shot his hot cum inside me. He must have shot at least three huge loads. I passed out momentarily as I felt his last load explode from his cock. Lawrence collapsed on top of me, his breathing hard and fast. He was spent, zapped of most of his strength. We lie there for a few minutes, Lawrence’s heavy weight pinning me to the bed, his cock was still hard inside me. “Cheryl, you alright? You OK? He asked. I couldn’t say anything. My throat was dry. I nodded my head letting him know I was alright. Lawrence got up off me and walked into the bathroom. I just lay there feeling our warm cum dripping out of me and onto the sheets, pooling between my still spread legs. Lawrence came back to the bed, his left hand massaged my back lightly. He took a big drink from one of the wine glasses. “Come on with me. Let’s get you cleaned up” It took all my strength to raise myself from the bed. As we walked towards the bathroom I looked back at the sheets. They were soaked with a large puddle of our love juices in the middle. Lawrence smiled and supported me as he led me to the shower. We both got in and he turned the water on. I was sticky and gooey front and back. Lawrence washed me all over. It took all my strength just to stand up. We stepped out of the shower and he covered me with a large fluffy towel. I dried myself and sat down on the commode. I had to pee so bad I could barely hold it in any longer. I could feel Lawrence’s cum flushing from my pussy. Sitting there, I started to regain control of my senses. Lawrence was out in the bedroom removing the stained sheets from the bed. I walked out to see if I could help him. The sheets were in a pile alongside the bed. Lawrence was drinking down the last of the wine. He had a big smile on his face, I smiled back at him. “Baby, you’re one hot little piece of ass. I can’t remember when or if I’ve had better”, he commented. I thanked him for the compliment. I never thought of myself as “a hot little piece of ass” but the fucking he’d given me with his enormous black cock gave me second thoughts that I could be. We walked back downstairs to the livingroom. I walked over and retrieved my panties from the chair and slipped them on. I looked around for my bra, finding it on the floor by the couch. “Hang on there, Hon. The parties just beginning” Lawrence said. “Just the panties for now, don’t bother putting on anything more”. Internet Lovers Ch. 03 I wasn't quite sure what Lawrence meant by the party just beginning. I presumed he wanted to have sex with me again even though I felt zapped of all my strength. His cock was half erect as he walked towards the kitchen. He brought us two soft drinks. I was glad he didn't bring anymore wine. I'd had enough alcohol for one day. The sun was slowly setting as evening approached. We'd spent the entire afternoon having sex. I couldn't believe time had passed so quickly. We sat down on the coach and Lawrence put his arm around my shoulders pulling me in close for a soft and gentle kiss. I sipped the cola slowly and we shared another cigarette. Lawrence talked about how much he liked me and hoped he'd changed my mind about having sex, not to be so reluctant, just let nature take its course. I did feel better, not as uptight about sex, especially sex with a black guy. I knew when I got back to my small little farming community I'd be on another dry spell but at least I knew where I could get a really good fucking when I needed it. Lawrence's cock began to attain erection the more we talked. I reached down and stroked it softly up and down, my fingers rubbing just below the bulbous head. It was warm and pulsating in my hand. I could barely get my hand around most of it. I still found it hard to imagine that I could take almost all of it inside me. I asked Lawrence if he'd ever measured it "It's just 10," not the biggest around I assure you" Lawrence stated. I figured I'd taken about 9" of his hard black cock inside me. It felt like an accomplishment, even though it was one I could never brag about. "Do you like to suck cock?" Lawrence asked. "I've never done that, just never had a guy want me to do it," I answered. "Time to learn" Lawrence replied. Lawrence had me stretch out on the coach with my face directly above is now hard cock. I held it in my hand at the base. I closed my eyes and put my lips on the head of it. I kissed and licked all over the engorged head flicking my tongue at it. Lawrence put his hand on the back of my head and gently pushed it down forcing it into my mouth. I couldn't take much of it since it was so thick. I sucked and grated my teeth up and down on the thick black cock. I was really getting into it. Lawrence ordered me to stroke it hard and fast as I sucked on him. The more I stroked and sucked the loader his moans grew. I felt like I had an overpowering effect on him. I was the dominant one. I slowed my stroking of his massive cock and he begged me to work it harder. I stroked his cock at the base and licked up and down the top of his cock, swirling my wet tongue all over the head. Suddenly Lawrence forced my mouth down on his cock and held it firmly. Raising himself up off the couch, he shot a hot load into my mouth. Some of it shot clear down my throat and I gasped to swallow it. Cum drooled out of my mouth down onto his still erect cock. I swallowed the rest of the cum in my mouth then licked the spilled goo off his cock. I felt his body go limp and his cock started to relax in my hand. I raised up to look at him. Lawrence's head lay back on the couch, his eyes tightly shut. His breathing was hard, slowly returning to normal. When he opened his eyes, I smiled at him coyly and he grinned back at me. "Oh baby, that was super. Can't believe that was your first time. You suck cock like a pro," He stated. His compliment made me blush. I felt that I'd been able to satisfy a man, especially an experience sex machine like Lawrence. I'd always wondered if I could make a man happy. I could. We finished our soft drinks; I was getting drowsy, probably from all the sex. Lawrence was too. "I should get dressed and head back to Dullsville," I stated. "No way, Hon. Let's take a short nap and I'll fuck you again when we both wake up. I don't really want you to go." I nodded approval at his suggestion and we headed back upstairs to the bedroom. The sheets were still piled on the floor. Lawrence retrieved a fresh sheet from the linen closet and we spread it out on the bed. I lay next to Lawrence, his arms holding me tightly. The cool air from the air conditioner drifted over our bodies as we drifted off to sleep. When I awoke hours later it was dark outside. The clock on the nightstand said 9:00pm. Lawrence still had his strong arms around me. I shook him and he woke up immediately. He kissed me passionately flicking his tongue between my lips. His cock started to erect and I knew he was going to want to fuck me again before I left. "Get the K-Y, Hon," He ordered. I reached over to the nightstand and got the tube of the lubricant. Without saying a word I squeezed a big glob of it onto my hands. I massaged it all over his cock, smearing some all over the large head of his cock. I slipped my panties off, tossing them on the floor. "I want you to get on top this time, cowgirl style." I straddled his body and started to ease down on top of him. Lawrence held his big cock at the base guiding it in for me. I held onto his shoulders and slowly eased down on it. I felt the cock head pop through the folds of my pussy lips and I let it slide into me till I couldn't take anymore of it. Lawrence put his hands on my butt cheeks and lifted me up and down on it. I could feel it working me up. I was still a little sore from the first time so I tried to slow down my grinding motions on his cock. He realized I was tender down there. After awhile, Lawrence rolled me over onto my back and slowly fucked his hard cock into me. He held my legs up and far apart. He stroked into me slowly and gently. We fucked in this position till I came and then Lawrence shot another hot load into me. I felt his cock explode inside me, it felt wonderful. We lay there for awhile before I got up and made my way to the bathroom to wash up. Lawrence followed me and cleaned himself off. He kissed me passionately, like he really had a feeling for me. I knew I would never consider anything serious between us but we could always be great friends, even if it was just for sex. I got dressed and we stood in the doorway to Lawrence's apartment and chatted briefly. He walked me out to my car and opened the door for me. He gave me a deep kiss good-bye. Since that time, we've met at his apartment a few more times. It's always been just for sex, neither of us is interested in getting serious about one another. With his working at the nightclub he co-owns, it's sometimes difficult for us to find time to be together, but we manage. He's a great lover.