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The Hot BBQ

By: cpoppe21



As I approached the door of your house for a barbeque, I had a moment of anxiety and excitement. I knew he would be pleased with the outfit I had on. I was wearing a short, white, tight, pleaded mini skirt that shows off the silhouette of my tight, hard ass. My shirt is a red halter top that is see-thru lace; you can see the outline of my large perky breasts that are hardly staying in the shirt. The shoes were to die for, they were stilettos with little rhinestones on the straps, which went up my leg extenuating my in tone calves. I wanted to wear something that would turn you on the whole day and make others jealous. 

I was a bit nervous and wanted to please, but on top of that I wanted to take advantage of you right when you opened the door, but I was well aware that other were going to be at the barbeque, so I refrained from using my animal instincts. I then began ringing the door bell, as you opened it, I could smell the fresh sent of cologne on your body. You had on some trendy relaxed jeans with a white button up shirt; it was only buttoned through the middle and left opened on top, exposing your hard tight pecks. You knew it was my weakness! I reached up to give you a hug and I could feel your hand wonder down and grab my tight ass as your tongue gently played with mine in my mouth. 

I then brought your ear close to my mouth and whispered gently "I want to fuck you right now!" As I said these words, I could feel your cock rising next to my body. 

I let go of you and can feel my black lace thong panties get a bit wet, knowing what we will be doing later! I head to the kitchen, after having introduced myself with everyone and reach into the fridge and grab a cold beer. As I look back, with my ass in the air, I see you admiring my short skirt and the open of my back. I turn around, hop on the countertop, wrap my legs around your waist and bring you close enough to gently kiss my. You slide your hands down my leg, all the way to my panties. 

When you get to the outside of them, you can feel the warmth and wetness of my pussy. You then grab my neck with your other hand and start kissing me hard, rubbing and pulling my hair back, to expose my chest in the air. You start kissing down my neck, chest and soon get to my hard nipples. You take your hand off my neck and hair, bring it down to my shirt and lightly expose my breast, just far enough to get your mouth around my nipple. You begin to twirl your tongue around my nipple and suck hard. As you are doing this, you can feel my pussy get wetter and wetter. You pull my panties to the side and start to tickle my clit a little bit with your index finger, as I bring you closer to me. Just then someone comes in the kitchen and we suddenly stop and try to adjust our clothes.

I hop off the counter and proceed to the living room, with the thought of your dick in my mouth, as I take gentle sips from my long neck bottle of beer. After a while of drinking beer, I go back into the kitchen and take two shot of tequila and sit back down. As you come over to me, you sit down on the floor and put your head between my legs, so that no one can see my exotic lingerie. I bring my head down to your ear and whisper "I am going to go to the bathroom, you should follow me!" 

With those words said, I precede to the bathroom, close the door, lean over the counter sink, so that my ass is exposed. As you open the door, the first thing you see is my lace underwear down to my ankles, exposing my unclothed ass. You immediately rub your crotch against my ass and start to move your way down to my tight, creamy ass. In doing so, I can feel the gentle embrace of your hands gliding down my legs, as you begin to kneel on your knees. You then bring your hands back up my leg and forcefully open my legs, exposing my perfect pussy. You stare at it, like a kid in a candy store. You then bring your finger and glide it along the slit, opening my lips and start fondling my clit. I begin to quiver as I can feel my pussy getting wetter, with every twirl of your fingers. You can tell that it is teasing me and it turns you on at the same time. 

It feels so good that I pull my plentiful breasts out of my shirt, I begin to rub my fingers on the outside of my quarter sized, pink areola till I barely touch my eraser sized nipples, watching them grow with every touch of my cool fingers. As they my nipples get harder, I begin to bring my whole hand over my tits, but they are so big, that I can only get half my small hands around them, bringing my sensitive nipples through my finger tips. You look up at the mirror for a brief moment to embrace the idea of me playing with myself. You then look down at my dripping wet pussy, getting harder and harder thinking about how exquisite it will taste. You bring your face close to my pussy and blow a gentle breeze on my clit, just enough to make it tingle, making my ass rise in pleasure. Just then I feel your tongue lightly tickle my clit and the outside of my pink warm lips, just teasing me enough to make my body squirm with excitment. 

My body starts to tingle as you embrace every part of my pussy, with your warm, tender tongue. You take my clit between your lips and tenderly suck on it, pulling it out of my lips, licking and sucking. You can feel in your mouth, my dripping wet pussy and can sense my orgasm approaching, as I clench my pussy hard and tremble with pleasure. You know it is coming and start to passionately go more rapidly and harder, knowing how I like it. Just then I shiver and gently moan in ecstasy, I cum with pleasure. 

You then start kissing all the way up my body, nibbling on my butt till you reach my neck. You lightly kiss and suck on my neck; all the while your finger tips are gracing the tip of my firm, eraser nipples. Your hand moves over my shirt, putting my nipples and breasts back into my shirt, whispering that someone needs the bathroom. I lean over to pull my panties up from my ankles; just enough for you too see my naked ass. As I am pulling them up I rub my ass into your crotch, erotically pulling them up, knowing you are getting hard thinking about fucking me from behind. We finally get adjusted and open the bathroom door. It becomes pretty obvious that everyone knew what we were up to, as everyone is whispering and giving the thumbs up to you. 

Some time goes by, while we watch the football game. I start to get horny while I start thinking about how much I want to fuck the shit out of you, till you can't take it any longer. I noticed that you were outside barbequing in the dark and decide to go out there and join you for a little while. The barbeque is situated as a little island, where no one can really tell what you are doing. So I go to where you are barbequing and start kissing you passionately. 

As I am doing so, I reach down into your pants and feel your cock rising and growing in my hands. It is turning me on and making me wet, so wet, that I turn around and lift my skirt up, reach around to your pants, unzipping your zipper and pulling your hard cock out. As I lean over the counter you rub your cock up and down my pussy, teasing me with pleasure. I can't take it anymore! I start wiggling my ass against your hard, soft, perfect cock and I grab it and stick it in my tight wet pussy. It goes in tight at first, but with every thrust, I get wetter and it becomes easier to go deep inside. You grab my hip bones and use them to bring me in harder. It is almost impossible for people not to hear our bodies slapping together, but for some reason no one is coming outside. Even though it is dark, we both know anyone could see us. 

I begin to moan, as I lean up toward your ears and whisper softly "I want you to fuck me harder!" 

I then dig my ass into your hard cock. You bring your hands around, gently tugging on my hair with one hand, as the other hand reaches under my shirt, making its way to my hard breasts. My body starts to tingle with pleasure; I can feel the veins in your dick get harder. I can feel you about to cum, as I am starting to quiver and moan, I say to you "Oh, ah, fuck, you are so good, oh!" 

You then respond to me with "You like that baby, I think I am going to cum, you feel so wet and yummy!" 

My pussy is clenching onto your dick as a spasm of ecstasy takes over me. We both know the best pleasure anyone can endure is approaching and we brace each other as we both finally explode and cum at the same time. You let your dick rest inside of me, while we gain our composure. We both turn our head toward the door and notice that no one noticed us and the only thing we thought to do was just laugh and enjoy the moment. 

After we were all done with eating, I wanted more, but knew I had to leave. I asked you "Will you walk me to my car?" 

"Yes of course I will!" 

As we approached my car, I could only think about how badly I still wanted you and I knew you thought the same. I opened my car door and pulled you close to me and asked you "Will you come home with me, so that we can have round three?" 

To my dismay you replied with "Sorry, baby doll, I have to get up early and I don't want you to be too spoiled!"

I then felt a rush of disappointment and decided to try to entice you in coming with me. I reached for my breasts and pulled them out of my shirt, exposing every inch of my breasts. I pulled them up as far as I could and was able to lick them with my own tongue. You were in shocked and started to become erect with excitement. You then took my seductive breasts in your hands and began massaging them, I pushed your head close to them and put your face in between both breast. I was getting hot and ready to go again, with every lick and kiss you gave them. You were bringing my nipples inside your mouth, biting and sucking on them; knowing it gets me hot and bothered. 

I reach deep in your pants and say "Are you sure you still don't want to go, my twins will be lonely without you?" 

You take a deep breath and reply "I really want to, but I can't!" 

"I hope we can do it again sometime..."very soon!" 

After saying those words, I get into my car and speed away with the image of playing with myself while thinking about fucking you again!

The Hot Bed



Me and my best friend, Jodi, have known each other since we were playing hopscotch. We’re from the same neighborhood, went to the same elementary school, junior high and high school. And of course, we’re both in our final year at the same college. We’re joined at the hip.

Although I’m black and Jodi’s white, we choose the same type of guys. We’re smart and career-minded so we favor black and white guys who resemble us, respectively. Smart is sexy in our book! But at the end of junior year, Jodi broke this inclination when she met, Brad Robbins, a big, corn-fed country-looking boy who played football (a Free Safety) for the school. While Brad’s simple in the head (read not smart), Jodi found him sweet and really handsome, and that was enough to win her over. Since they’ve been dating, Jodi has come up with a few more reasons to like big Brad Robbins…like the way he eats her out or how he fucks her silly with his dildo-like cock. Add that all together, and Jodi and I haven’t spent too much time together because she’s very distracted. 

As I said before, Brad is talented on the football field, but not nearly as talented in the classroom. Fortunately for him, my love-struck friend Jodi is a honor student with a damn near perfect GPA. She tutors him in all his classes with good success. But this weekend, Jodi had an important conference to attend out of town and couldn’t tutor Brad. He was on the verge of tears in fear that he was going to fail the class and not be eligible to play football. Jodi begged me again and again until I agreed to sacrifice my weekend to tutor Brad. I figured Jodi would owe me a big one because educating her boyfriend was definitely going to be a chore.

Brad’s very popular on campus and trying to study with him in the open would be virtually impossible, so we decided to study in his dorm room. I arrived at his door in sweat pants and a white t-shirt with my hair in a ponytail. No need for impressions this weekend, I thought. Just as I expected, Brad greeted me with a dumbbell in his hand. Jody told me he was a workout junkie. He, too, was dressed simple: Shorts, tank-top and no shoes. Seeing him this way was new to me. I was used to him in street clothes or his football uniform. This was a more intimate and impressive look of Brad. It was kinda nice even to see him that way.

“Hey Keisha,” Brad said with a goofy, nervous look on his face. Brad always seemed to be that way when he dealt with me one on one, as if he was intimidated by me. I could never figure that out.

“Hey Brad,” I responded. “Are you ready to study?” I was all business on the outside, but I was taken by something else. Jesus, he was huge! Muscles everywhere, hands as big as my head, thighs like tree trunks and rippled buttocks unlike anything I’ve seen in real life. I was Smurfette next to this six-foot-something giant of a man. All of this made me feel a little vulnerable.

And a little excited at the same time.

With a slight taste of his country twang, Brad made some conversation. 

“It’s Fridee night. The dorm’s jus’ about empty because e’erbody out partyin’.” It was cute to hear his voice. He continued. “I really appreciate you takin’ the time to help me, Keisha. You’re a sweet lady to do that on your weekend.” My reluctance towards helping him was falling away. Brad was such a gentleman and so grateful. Not to mention that great ass! He quickly got on my good side. He offered me a seat on his bed and then opened a bottle of Evian water for me. Before I completed my look of stunned surprise, Brad said, “Jodi told me that those were your favorite kind of water, so I brought ya a case.” We smiled and I thanked him for the sweet gesture. A gentleman indeed Brad was.

We dove right into the books. Brad listened and worked hard to understand. In between the business part of the tutoring session, we laughed, chatted and flirted. I complimented Brad’s sculpted body and strength he showed many times playing football, and Brad revealed how much he enjoyed looked at my body. How smooth my skin was. How long my dark brown hair was. How full, firm and ripe my breasts looked. The way my nipples poked through my tops as well as how my round, shapely behind miraculously fit into my jeans. I was shocked at his candid assessment of my body, but it was nice to hear it. Plus it was innocent (albeit very risqué) on both our parts. 

“You know, back home I was in love with this black girl at my school, and she looked just like you, Keisha,” Brad confessed. “She had the same Hershey chocolate skin as you, and the same little body with all the curves in the right places. I wanted her so bad, but my mother threatened to disown me. She wasn’t ready for that even though I was.” Brad laughed. He laughed for a few moments, then continued, “In the end, I didn’t mess with her, but I fantasized about her all the time. When I masturbated, I was givin’ her the business every time I came!”

Brad’s lust-filled admission for a black girl turned me on more than I wanted to admit. I thought about doing it with white guys, but never acted on it. I felt my nipples rubbing against the inner fabric of my bra. They were like stone pebbles in there, and the sensation I felt from them sent an electric current straight between my legs. All the flirtation and intimate talk was making me wet. There was a pregnant silence between us that was unbearable to me. Finally, Brad returned to his textbook to do some Calculus programs. I was relieved because we were going down a dangerous road of sharing that needed to stop. I got up to go to the fridge for another bottle of water. Out of the blue, Brad said to me, “You know, I’m real good at keeping secrets when I know stuff that need to be kept.” I thought the comment was odd, but it was true. Everything I learned about Brad until today, I learned from Jodi. He never bragged as much as he apparently could have. With the bottle in hand, I came back towards the bed to sit down.

But Brad grabbed me. 

He firmly held me at my hips. With a pleading, hungry look of lust in his eyes, he spoke.

“Keisha…I don’t know you and Jodi are best friends from way back.” Brad’s hands had my entire ass inside of them and he was kneading my cheeks seductively, convincingly. Once again, I felt the sensations between my legs even stronger than before. I should have tried to pull away, but I didn’t.

“We should fulfill our fantasies in college, right?” he said.

More kneading, Deeper and harder, Brad squeezed my backside. It was sinful, wrong. 

Wonderful. As he massaged my ass once again, I saw his penis begin to rise beneath his shorts. 

“I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long Keisha. I love Jodi, but I gotta taste you, baby. Just once.” Brad was begging for me and I was having a hard time resisting.

“Please. Jodi will never know. I promise you.” It was plain wrong, but I started to sway my hips in his hands, and in a flash, I was coming out of my t-shirt. When Brad brought me closer to him sitting on the edge of his bed, and snaked his long, country-boy tongue inside my belly button, I knew I was in for a wild ride with my best friend’s man.

Our clothes came off: Brad’s tank top and my bra were next to go after my white t-shirt. My nipples stuck out like little soldiers. Brad continued working his tongue in my button. It tickled, but felt real good, too. At the same time, he had his right hand on my kitty, rubbing the whole thing with his big ass fingers. If my panties weren’t soaked before, they were now. I cooed from his touch and gyrated to the circular motion of his fingers. Brad helped me out of my sweat pants and peeled my throng down to my ankles. One, two, then three fingers went inside me, working with ease while Brad’s monster thumb stroked my clit like a joystick. I almost went limp from the feeling racing through my body. I muffled my cries of pleasures, but I couldn’t stop them from coming out.

“I love your thighs,” Brad told as he starting licking and kissing my thighs. He stood up just enough to be face to face with my breasts. Like the owner of my body, he seized my tits and immediately took them into his mouth like succulent fruit. When he zeroed in on my dark berry nipples, he hummed on them like it was the sweetest dessert he ever had. We kissed deep for a while so fiercely, his cock pulsated and bulged against my belly. It was hot and ready for some action. Brad lifted me off my feet like a feather and sat me in a chair. I yanked his shorts to the floor and took his cock in my mouth greedily. I was revved up and out of my mind. My body spoke for me now. I slobbed his knob, saliva falling from my face. It was Brad’s turn to moan in ecstasy. With his big balls in my petite, manicured hands, Brad held my head in his hands and fucked my face so fast, I had trouble breathing. 

Brad pulled out of my mouth with his penis glistening with my saliva. He didn’t even care that it spilled onto the floor. Once again, he lifted me out of the seat and off the ground like a rag doll. He threw me on the bed. Next thing I knew, Brad’s head of blond hair and his thick neck were between my thighs. He held me on the bed and took the deepest, hardest licks of my pussy I ever received. I was being manhandled and I loved every second of it. Brad was amazing. He had me on the verge of tears, he was so good. When he stopped, he left my pussy tingling and my legs quivering. 

But that was nothing compared to what happened next.

His chin and mouth were covered with my juices. He wiped his face and slowly stroked his rope of a dick in anticipation. Brad positioned himself on top of me and had his cock head right on my pussy. He worked it in slow to start, then sped up, pounding my hole. Jodi told me about Brad’s size, but there’s no substitute for feeling it yourself. He was stretching me to my physical limits. The bed squeaked louder and louder under our weight as we worked to a rapid rhythm. My toes curled and my teeth clenched down hard in a feeble attempt to handle the extreme pleasure. Brad held my arms together with one hand above my head on the bed. My breasts bounced wildly from the action and it drove Brad crazy. He pushed his cock harder and faster inside me just to get them to dance in front of him. We were sweating by now…a lot! My hair stuck to my face and the slapping sound of our flesh was insanely delicious to us both. I could feel and hear Brad on the verge of cumming like a volcano. 

Once Brad started grunting and grinding on top of me, I wouldn’t control myself any longer and I came several times. My pussy seemed to hold his member for dear life each time an orgasmic wave came over me. I had the greatest sex I ever had with my best friend’s man. Brad, still the gentleman, kissed me like I was his wife and smiled. His fantasy was fulfilled: Hot sex with a black woman.

Brad and I had sex a couple more times that evening. He banged me up against his dorm room door with my legs dangling over the side of his big muscular thighs. I came again all over his cock and his crotch, and my wetness crept down his inner legs. He turned me out so bad, that I found myself having anal sex with him on his bed. Both of us were screaming from the action. My asshole clamped tight around his dick. I literally cried from the pressure and pleasure of his dick in my ass, butt naked and soaking wet in Brad’s hands. When he exploded, he let out a primal scream and shot his load all over my back and into long wet hair. We collapsed on the bed; my dark skinned nakedness wrapped inside his large, tanned naked ivory whiteness.

True to his word, Brad never told Jodi about us that night. I helped him pass his exam and of course I never told Jodi either. We never did it again. It was just a fun one-night stand that we will never forget.