32 comments/ 139834 views/ 58 favorites Ebony Princess By: extra_37 Rick stumbled into his condo after another Friday night at his favorite bar. He knew he shouldn't have had that last beer, but the girl he as talking to at the time was just not pretty enough yet to make a pass at. Unfortunately, that last beer put him over the edge and she blew him off. Thankfully, he lived only a few blocks away and could stagger home safely. Rick was in his early thirties, was considered by the opposite sex to be attractive, had a decent job as a consultant for the government, and until recently, had a special woman in his life that he thought was the one. The key word here is 'had', it had only been a month or two since they called it quits. She was a real beauty, with shoulder length blonde hair, stood about 5'6" and an hourglass figure that made his heart skip a beat. Unfortunately, for the 6 months prior, she became critical of everything in his life that he valued. His car wasn't expensive enough, his condo wasn't a 5 bedroom colonial in the upscale part of town and he wasn't on the fast track to a Vice Presidency. He took it all in stride until she complained about his dogs. He had 2 Shetland Sheepdogs named Romeo and Juliet that he loved dearly so he cut her loose and never looked back. Well, not exactly. Whenever he got horny, he did miss the way she would role-play, sometimes the French maid or the abusive college professor. Oh well. He poured himself into bed, keeping one foot on the floor in the hopes that would stop the bed spins. It never did, but one could always hope. As he lied there, he knew he needed a new woman in his life but just couldn't bring himself to get involved in another serious relationship. The bar scene wasn't working for him, he usually ended up drinking too much or spending too much, and still going home alone. He tried those internet dating services but the women just wanted to find Mr. Right or wanted to be friends first to see if there is any chemistry. What he needed was to find a "fuck buddy". He drifted off to sleep holding his limp "whiskey dick" in his hand. Saturday morning brought the expected hangover. He downed 2 big glasses of O.J. and started the coffee. After taking the dogs out for their morning walk, although today it was more like a morning shuffle, he returned to a big mug of coffee and the newspaper. After pouring over the sports page and the business section, he noticed an article in the people section about the popularity of adult 'dating' web sites. The article even gave some of the more prevalent sites. Rick staggered over to his computer, his head still throbbing despite the coffee and juice. He perused the sites and settled on one that didn't promote relationships other than the sexual ones. He entered in all his pertinent information, trying to sound like something other than a hound dog, but also not wanting to mislead anyone. After finishing, he started to skim the ads of some of the women. He was surprised at the number of dissatisfied housewives who were looking for discreet relationships. He considered replying to a few of them, thinking that such an arrangement could be a win-win situation for him. He would get the sex he desperately needed and he wouldn't have to worry about her wanting anything from him except his discretion. Ultimately, he decided that set up could wait until he was sure there weren't any others out there. He chose to answer some interesting ads that weren't too graphic, figuring, as enticing as the graphic ones were, they most likely weren't genuine. Now it was time to sit back and wait. Surprisingly, he received a couple of responses from his ad and a few replies from his responses. They all grabbed his attention, so he started an email-a-thon with each one, hoping that at least one would pan out. A few turned out to be interested only in getting him to visit their web site or web cam. However, one of the ladies seemed to be appealing. She sent a picture of herself, obviously one of those glamour shots taken at a studio where they could do wonders. She had long blonde hair and big blue eyes. He couldn't tell from the picture whether she was overweight or not but he'd find that out soon enough. He especially liked her name, April. He decided to contact her again to set up a time to meet. April said she worked not too far from him so they decided to meet for coffee before work on Friday morning. If all went well, they could go to happy hour after work and then go to one of their places. Friday seemed to take forever to get there. Rick wore the same suit he wore in the picture he sent her so that she wouldn't have any trouble finding him. They agreed that they would give themselves at least an hour to talk and still have time to get to work. Rick arrived a little early, took a table in the corner where their conversation wouldn't be overheard, and scanned the front page of the newspaper while he waited. He heard the chair across from him move, which startled him, and he put the paper down to see a stunning black woman sitting across from him. "Rick? Hi, I'm April." "Is this some kind of joke? You're not April!" Rick was looking around the shop for some sign that his friends had put this woman up to for a practical joke. How they found out about this, he didn't know. "I am waiting for someone, if you don't mind…" he gestured for her to leave without being too rude or obvious. "No joke. I am April. And I am the person you are waiting for, honest." "I don't think so, the person I am waiting for is not…" He paused a second, when she added "Black?" "Well, yea." "I am the woman you're waiting for. The photo you received is of my college roommate. Sorry about that." Rick was trying to process it all. It was too early in the morning for this kind of shit. "Why? Why didn't you just send me one of yourself?" "Would you have met with me if I did?" He looked her in the eyes and pondered that question. He didn't think he had any racist tendencies, but then this really wasn't a racist issue, was it? This was more about being physically attracted to someone, regardless of color. "I never really thought about it before. But to be honest, I probably wouldn't have. Nothing personal. It's just an individual preference." "That's why I did it. I thought that if you got to know me first, as a person, as a woman, then maybe you could get past the color. Personally, I like white men, especially in a casual sex thing." "Really? Why? I thought we men were all alike. At least that's what those afternoon talk shows always say." She laughed at his backward insult toward manhood and the talk shows hosted by women for women. "In most cases you men are all alike. Not that that is a bad thing. We may bitch about you guys, but the alternatives aren't that appealing, at least not to me." She smiled again and he noticed that it was a great smile, almost sexy. Her lips were bright red and showed off her straight white teeth. "But my experience, although limited I should add, is that white men have treated me better when it's just a casual, physical thing. Not to say that black men treat me poorly, not at all, it's just that …" She paused, trying to find the right words, but obviously failing. "I understand…I think. But don't they have bigger, you know…" Rick used his hands to indicate prick size. "A girl has to make some sacrifices, and that's mine." The waitress came over and they ordered some coffee and bagels. "So is there anything else that you told me that isn't true." "Well, I don't work near here. I actually work out of my home. I told you I worked near here to make it easier for you to agree to meet. That's a small fib, but you did ask." They chatted for about an hour about various things from current events, the local sports teams, jobs and personal likes and dislikes. Rick was glad to see that she was not only attractive, but intelligent too. She didn't try to snow ball him into believing she knew about a topic when she didn't and she definitely made him aware when she was well versed on a particular topic. April was thankful to be able to talk to a man without having to be subservient to his views, and, that he was an avid sports fan. As they talked, Rick admired April's features. She had big beautiful eyes, highlighted by long eyelashes and just the right amount of makeup. She had high cheekbones and her skin was flawless. Rick thought she had a classic beauty about her. She wore a black linen blazer over a cotton, scoop-necked blouse. Her breasts were a nice size, probably a C cup, although the blazer obscured them. He started to become attracted to this woman and fantasized about her in the sack. April looked at Rick and knew almost instantly that she wanted to sleep with him. He was not an Adonis by any stretch, but he had an air of confidence that seemed to seep from every pore. He was clean-shaven with short, groomed brown hair. His blue eyes seemed to burn into hers, making her loose track of whatever he was saying. His shoulders were broad and he filled out his suit very nicely. She couldn't help but wonder how well he filled out his boxers. Looking at her watch, April said, "Hey, it's getting late. You're gonna be late for work and I have to get back home for some important calls." Rick threw a $20 on the table, which more than covered the tab and the tip. To April, that was a true sign of class, taking care of everything and leaving a large tip too. But in reality, Rick didn't have anything smaller and didn't want to take the time to get the change. It was also worth it to compensate the waitress for staying away. As they left the shop, he took note of her body. Since he never saw her enter the shop, this was the first glimpse he had of her body below the waist. She had long slender legs and a nice round ass. Her jeans were tight enough that every curve could be admired and appreciated. And he did. He walked her to her car, which was parked at the far end of the lot. She had her keys out and the door unlocked quicker than Rick would have liked. He had intended to give her a friendly hug and maybe a kiss before she got into the car, but her actions were indicating that she was not interested. She opened the door and sat behind the wheel, turned the ignition and adjusted the radio volume. Rick closed the door once he was sure she was entirely inside and took a step back to allow her to pull away; and then she opened the window. With her finger, she motioned for him to come back to the car. "Come here." He stepped over to the car window, "Closer" she said. He bent over so that his face was even with hers. "Closer." As he put his head inside the car, she reached up and pulled his face to hers. Their lips met in a tender kiss. Rick was a bit startled and resisted for a second mostly out of reflex, but only for a second. April had to know what this man's lips were like. When she finally felt them against hers, there was no question in her mind that she had to have him. But did he feel the same. Was his hesitancy a bad sign? She opened her mouth and pushed her tongue into his mouth. Was this enough? She noticed that while they were inside, he would look at her chest whenever he thought she wasn't looking. So she reached for his hand and guided it to her tit. His hand was strong and felt wonderful pressed against her, squeezing as she held it there. Rick could feel his manhood begin to swell as she kissed him. Her lips and tongue excited him to no end. Her perfume assailed his senses and drove him on. When she pulled his hand inside her blazer to her tit, he knew he was hooked. It filled his hand and was soft yet firm. With each squeeze, his cock grew inside his pants. She spoke first, "That was nice." "Yes it was! I had to stop though or else I wouldn't have been able to stop." She chuckled, "So you like my breasts?" She looked down at her chest where his hand still rested. He realized he was still holding it and pulled his hand away with a jerk. "Oh, sorry. Yea, I do like them, but I am really a leg man." With a smile he added, "But I could be converted." "I'll bet you could," she replied with her own smile. "Call me and we can see about it, ok?" "I will, I will. Well, I've gotta run. I'll talk to you soon!" "Ok. Have a good day, try to stay focused." She winked at him and waved goodbye. She put her car into gear and pulled out, leaving him standing there, wondering how long he should wait before calling her. He looked at his watch and saw it was a little after 8. He decided that if he called her around 10, he wouldn't look too anxious. At 10 AM, Rick picked up the phone, and nervously waited for her to answer. "Hey there, I was wondering how long it would take you to call." "How'd you know it was…oh, caller id." "Yea, great invention, huh?" "Am I interrupting anything?" "Nah, I was just sitting here doing some paperwork. You called before I thought you would, though." "I did? When did you think I'd call?" "Noon." They both laughed and had a pleasant chat about how much they enjoyed meeting. Finally, Rick asked, "When can I see you again?" "Doing anything tomorrow? It's a Saturday and we can spend the whole day together if you like." "Sounds great! What time?" "Come by around noon and I'll pack us a picnic lunch." She gave him her address and directions. "Great. I'll see you tomorrow." He hung up a little disappointed. He wanted to bed this woman, not go on a picnic and play Little House of the Prairie. Rick woke up early on Saturday morning, anxious to get the day started and maybe, if he played his cards right, get a little bit of chocolate tail. He tried to read the paper while he ate breakfast, but he was just too restless. TV didn't work either, so he just went with the feeling and fantasized about what could happen this afternoon. He let his mind run wild with thoughts of getting the ultimate blowjob, giving her screaming orgasms and shooting string upon string of his cum all over her. He knew he had one hell of an imagination, but it did get him through breakfast. Now what to do with the other 4 hours? He changed into some running clothes and went for a run. Rick was not a habitual jogger so he probably only went about a mile before he was winded and no longer able to run. Problem was he was now a mile away from home. He sat down on the grass under a shade tree to regain some strength before he walked home. As he sat there, his ex-girlfriend drove up and stopped. She shouted out the window, "I thought that was you. What are you doing here?" "I went for a run and got winded, so I'm resting. What are you up too?" He really wanted to tell her to mind her own business and kiss his ass, but he was really just too tired. "Need a lift?" "That would be great, thanks." He lifted himself up and into her car, thankful that he was a sweaty mess and probably stunk to high heaven. But he wasn't bitter. She drove him home, using that time to tell him how great things were going for her. He just gritted his teeth and tolerated it. She pulled up to his building, and threw it into park. She looked at him and finally asked him how he was doing. He looked her in the eye and said as he got out, "Doing great, love to tell you about it but I've got a date in a few hours…taking her on a picnic." She looked at him with astonishment; he never took her on a picnic. "Thanks for the ride. Bye." He walked inside feeling he had been a bit of a jerk, but it did feel good. He showered, shaved and made sure he didn't have hair growing out of places he wasn't supposed to. He put on his favorite Hawaiian shirt and a pair of Khaki shorts and headed out. He found her place without any trouble and, with the biggest butterflies in his stomach, went to her door. Rick knocked lightly at first, but when he didn't get an answer, he knocked harder. From within, he heard a faint "Come on in, it's open." He opened the door to a dimly lit room. The curtains were all closed and the lamps were off. The only light came from a few candles placed around the room. He thought that maybe she was just trying to create a nice mood before they went on the picnic. "Get yourself a beer if you want one. I'll be out in a minute." He decided he should get that beer because if she was anything like the other women he dated, the "minute" could be a long time. He pulled two beers out, opened them and took a big swig out of his. As he swallowed, he noticed the picnic basket on the kitchen table. He peeked inside to see what she had packed. He was impressed by what he saw. She didn't bother making it all herself, but went to the local deli and had them make everything. He went back into the living room and, just as he was sitting down on the sofa, April came into the room like a breeze. His eyes were now adjusted to the light, or lack thereof, and couldn't help but be amazed by what he saw. She looked fantastic. She wore a sleeveless button-up crimson red blouse that fit her like a glove, accentuating her nice, round breasts. Did he tell her that he loved women in red? She had just enough buttons undone so that there was a lot of cleavage visible but not enough that her bra showed. Her skirt was short, to about mid-thigh, and tight. Her curvaceous ass looked even more inviting than he remembered. Her sandals had some low heels that toned up her calves and ass. Rick gazed at her, admiring everything about her, from her ruby red lips down to her extraordinarily sexy legs and pedicured toes. "Wow, April, you look…wow!" "You like it?" "Yea! You look beautiful. Are you sure you want to go out on a picnic like that though? Not that I'm complaining, but those clothes look too nice for sitting on the ground." She came over to the sofa and sat down as close to him as she could without sitting on top of him, crossed her legs so that he could get an eyeful of her gams. "I remembered you said you were a leg man, so I wore this skirt. I always thought it made my legs look nice. And as far as going out for the picnic, who said we were going out?" The smile on April's face spoke volumes. She had no intention of leaving her place. Their picnic would be a private one. They leaned into one another for a soft "hello" kiss. Rick could feel that familiar stir in his shorts he had been experiencing all morning. April knew the outfit she had on would capture his attention, but the desire in his eyes for her was making her own loins ache. They sat close together, his arm around her shoulder and her head against his muscular arms. They chatted about really nothing, almost waiting for the other to make the first move. After a short lull in the conversation, April said, "I bet I know what you're thinking right now." "Ok, what am I thinking?" "You're wondering what you'll find at the end of these legs." "Hmmm. Actually, that's not what I was thinking. Although it is now, thanks. I was just thinking how lucky I am to be the one here with you when you could have answered anyone else's ad. But I like your thought better. So what are you thinking?" "Don't you want to guess?" "Um, ok, you're…wondering…hmmm…I haven't a clue. I gave up trying to figure out what women were thinking a long time ago. "Smart man. I was thinking how long I have to sit here before you touched me. Have an answer for that?" Rick put his hand on her chin and pulled her mouth to his. They brushed their lips together lightly, teasing each other and building up the sexual tension. They delicately toyed with each other's tongue until they could take no more. April was melting in his arms. He body yearned for him to explore her and she needed to explore his. She could feel herself getting wetter and her need for him increasing with each kiss. She couldn't control her soft whimpers of pleasure. Ebony Princess Her body was telling him he was doing it right. He wanted more of her, needed more of her. She held him to her closely and when she began to moan, he knew it was time. He brought his hand down to her nice supple breast, hefting it first to feel its weight then caressing over it entirely, feeling her erect nipple against his palm. He squeezed lightly at first, eliciting an approving sigh. His hands on her breast felt so strong. He seemed to know exactly what she liked. He would alternate between petting her tit and pinching her very sensitive nipple. She kissed him harder, pushing her tongue farther into his mouth. She wanted to feel the warmth of his hand on her skin. She pressed her chest back into him, wanting more pressure from that incredible hand. Rick couldn't believe his good luck. He only met her the day before and here he was on her couch, being kissed passionately and his hand holding her amazing breast. He moved his fingers along the slope of her tit, to her ample cleavage. She moaned softly again, then a bit louder, albeit muffled by his mouth, when he began to unbutton her blouse. He made his way past her tits and as he was finishing with the last button, she broke the kiss. April wanted him to see her reveal her breasts to him. She loved the look men got in there eyes when they see her globes for the first time. She loved the look they got when they saw then for the second and third time too, but the first time, that look turned her on to no end. Rick watched as she slowly pulled the blouse open and off her shoulders. He got his first sight of her bra, her tits filling it to overflowing. It was a sheer leopard print, with the spots strategically placed so that her nipples were obscured. She leaned forward so that she could get her blouse off her arms. When it cleared her hands, she tossed it onto the floor and leaned back letting Rick admire her. "Still a leg man?" He playfully looked at her legs, then her chest, then legs and chest. "Yep, but the jury is still out, waiting for more information." He smirked at her as he put one hand on her tit. She watched his hand caress her delicately with only his fingertips. She closed her eyes as his fingers found her nipple. He pinched it causing her to gasp. Rick sensed her present state of arousal and knew that he was teasing her too much. He also knew that he soon control would shift to her. He moved his fingers up along the bare slope of her tit, taking pleasure in her soft silky skin, to the shoulder strap. He hooked his finger underneath and slid his hand up and down it, using the back of his fingers to caress her shoulder. She opened her eyes and watched him as he lowered it off her shoulder. He repeated the same process on the other strap. She looked intently into his eyes, her passion welling up within her, and lifted her arms out of the straps. April could barely contain herself. He was driving her insane by slowly undressing her. She expected him to be tearing at her clothes by now, surrendering to raw animalism. But this was better. If he can take his time undressing her, his lovemaking must be amazing…she hoped. Rick was enjoying looking at her body, her sexy legs and full breasts, but it was time to get down to business. He reached down her cleavage to the clasp. He preferred the "front loader" bra because it was easier to undo. The ones with the clasp in the back seemed to require a safecracker's skill to open. With a flick of his fingers, the cups fell open, revealing two of her prized assets. April watched as his eyes grew wider and more intense. She threw her chest out and gave a little shimmy with her shoulders, causing her tits to wiggle and sway. "What do you think now?" "I…" He was not in the mood for talk anymore. He wrapped her in his arms and pulled her into him for a very passionate kiss. She threw her arms around his neck and held him closely. Their tongues danced together with a passion neither of them had experienced in a long time. He reached down to her breast, again caressing first but his passion got the better of him and he pawed it roughly, pinching and tugging on her nipple. Her moans egged him on. His hand on her bare skin was fantastic. Every time he touched her sensitive nipple, it sent an electric pulse down her spine and seemed to end at her needy pussy. She wanted to feel his soft lips sucking her tits. With a little pressure, she guided his head down to her chest. His tongue darted out and flicked her erect nipple making her heart skip a beat. As he was opening his mouth, she pulled him into her with some force, holding his head in place. His mouth felt out of this world. He used his tongue on her nipple with such skill, she felt as if she would have an orgasm. Rick sucked and licked her velvety tit with abandon. He could smell the perfume she obviously placed in her cleavage. He bit down on her nipple and she groaned with delight. "Yes, Rick. Suck it hard. Oh, oh, you should be a tit man. You suck them soooo…." She shuddered a bit, having a little orgasm. "Rick…I want to suck you cock…I love sucking cock. I need yours." April needed to have some of him now. She pushed him back and looked him in the eyes. She reached for his zipper with one hand and the waist clasp with the other. Rick lifted his hips up as she pulled his shorts down and off, leaving them on the floor at his feet. His cock was standing straight up through the gap in his boxers. Now it was her turn to be wide-eyed. "I'm not making any sacrifices here." She pulled his boxers off with some effort. Getting the waistband over his erection required his assistance. "Huh?" Not sure what she meant. Stroking him and kissing his cheeks and ears, she whispered in his ear, "Yesterday, you asked about dick size differences and I said I was willing to make sacrifices. Well, holding yours now…I'm not making any with you." He was floating on cloud nine and not fully cognizant of what she said, but he nodded as if he understood. He looked down at her hand fondling his cock, getting more and more turned on at the sight of her dark hand moving up and down over his white shaft. It didn't hurt that she was pressing her tits into his side and kissing and licking his ears while telling him what she was going to do to his cock. "Mmmm. I'm going to lick your cock like a lollipop, then suck it 'til you shoot your hot sticky cum down my throat. Mmm." Rick looked intently as she lowered her head to his lap. The tip of her tongue touched the tip of his head then proceeded to spiral its way around his mushroom until it glistened with her saliva. She turned her head to the side and licked down the shaft to his balls. He put one hand on the back of her head while the other clutched at the sofa. He spread his legs as far as he could so that she would be able to get to everything she wanted. April's first encounter with Rick's cock was wonderful. He cock had a musky aroma mixed with some deodorant soap. When her tongue first touched his head, there was a small droplet of pre-cum oozing out. The salty taste got her even more excited. She loved the way a man's cock reacted when she swirled her tongue around the head and then kissed her way down to his balls. Ricks cock was no different. She felt it swell and twitch with each touch and when she felt his hand on the back of her head, she tea-bagged him by sucking both his balls into her mouth, caressing them with her tongue. When she sucked his balls into his mouth, Rick thought he was going to blow right then. He quickly thought about something else just to stave off his orgasm for a bit longer. And a good thing too, otherwise he would have missed out on what came next. She could feel his ball sack tighten up and then relax. She wanted his cum in her mouth, not all over her hair and back. She released his balls and put her mouth back around his mushroom head. She was rewarded with some more pre-cum and she lapped it up. She tilted her head to one side so that he could see her suck his cock. She wanted him to see her red lips slowly take in his fat cock, and then pump it until he gave her his hot cum. Rick saw his cock disappear slowly into his new lovers mouth. The contrast of his white cock and the red lips and dark skin drove him wild. As she made love to his cock with her mouth, he in turn pumped his hips up into her. The pace started slowly, her tongue working his sensitive spots expertly while she fondled his balls. As he moaned out her name, she increased her tempo until she felt his cock hitting the back of her throat. He was not going to last much longer. "April, mmmm, ooh yes. Suck it. You have an… incredible gift… for sucking cock!" "Mmmmm" she moaned on his dick. She could feel that he was about to explode and wanted to try one more thing to help him along. She deep throated him enough that the head of his cock was at the back of her throat and almost going down. Then she swallowed. The throat muscles contracted around the head of his cock. He moaned louder than he ever had before so she swallowed again. The same reaction. She did it fast over and over again while Rick moaned and groaned in pure ecstasy. He didn't know how she was doing what she was doing, but it felt unbelievable. He sensed his impending orgasm and warned her, "April, ooooh, yes, I'm…about to…explode. Do you…want it, ahh, do that again, yes, yes, oooh. Do you want it…in your….mouth?" Before she could answer his cum raced up his cock and splashed against her throat. The thought of finally getting his cum churned her on. Hell yes she wanted it in her mouth, she thought. She felt his cock begin to throb and she pulled back just in time to get a mouthful of cum, rather than having it choke her and lose it all in a coughing fit. He pumped two big loads and one small one into her mouth. She swallowed the first two as quickly as she could, but held the last one in order to savor his taste, before swallowing it too. She continued to suck on his cock, paying close attention to his now very sensitive head, and getting as much cum out of his waning dick as possible. Rick was trying to catch his breath after getting the best blowjob of his life. And she was still giving it to him. She slowly pulled her mouth off his softening dick, her lips pressed firmly around him and letting it fall out with a little pop and a "Mmmmm!" She sat up to rest herself but he wanted to kiss those accomplished lips again. She met his lips with the same passion that she used on his cock, letting him delve his tongue into her mouth to taste his cum that still remained. He never minded the taste of himself as long as it was mixed with that of a woman. April couldn't believe he was kissing her so passionately after he came in her. Most of her dates made her at least take a drink first. They broke the kiss slowly, almost as if they never wanted their bodies to be apart, but she needed to catch her breath too. She leaned back against the arm of the sofa and watched him recover. He surprised her again by pulling her legs up and across his lap to massage her feet. She loved having her feet rubbed. How did he know? "Here, put you feet up here and I'll rub your feet a while." "Are you sure?" "Absolutely, come on." Rick knew that women loved having their feet rubbed, scratched or massaged in some way. He started with her toes, rubbing them each before moving to the balls of her feet, her arches and then her heels. He was pleased to see that she was sitting there with her eyes closed, totally blissed out. He couldn't help himself from touching her sexy legs. Her toned calves tapered up to some muscular thighs. Her skin was smooth and so inviting. He started to massage her calves, at which point she opened her eyes to watch. April felt so comfortable with this man, and even more so now that he was doing something so simple as rubbing her feet. His hands were so gentle with her yet so firm. His hands were moving up her leg. He was finding all her stress points and she felt herself melting. "That feels soooo gooooood! Are you sure you're not a professional masseuse?" "I'm glad. Nope, not a pro. I just touch what I like to touch and hope for the best." "Well, it's the best." His hands didn't stay on her calves for very long. He rubbed the backs of her knees then up to her thighs. He started along the tops of her thighs, then out and down to the backs. She lifted her legs slightly so that he could rub her easier and in doing so, parted her legs somewhat, but not enough that he could see anything. Her thigh muscles relaxed, and when he was done, he moved his hands back to the top. Again, for only a second before he started to rub her inner thighs. My God, this mans hands are paradise. April never thought when she invited him here that she would be brought to such pleasurable highs. Her previous lovers just didn't do this to her, and now she didn't want it to end. Her pussy was on fire and was looking forward to those hands touching her there. When his hands went to her inner thighs, she spread her legs for him. As he manipulated her legs, her thoughts went to her need to be satisfied. His hands were getting closer and closer to her hot spot. She wanted, no, needed to be touched. She spread her legs wide, lifting one leg up over his head to rest on the sofa back while she put her other foot on the floor. She looked into his eyes, tempting him to go further. Rick's plan was to work his way up to her pussy, but now, with her legs spread wide like that, he couldn't wait. He placed his hand on her mound, letting his thumb trail along her panty-covered slit. Her hips instinctively rose when his thumb made contact. "Ooooh, yes." He rubbed his thumb up and down over her panties, feeling the moisture that had already been absorbed into them. Her hips slowly gyrated in rhythm with him. Her scent of arousal was filling the room. He wanted more of it. He slipped his thumb under her panty to finally make contact with her hot sex. "Aaah, mmm. Are you sure you want to do this now? Wouldn't you like to …..mmmmm…eat something first? Ooooh. Let yourself recover." "I am sure. Besides, I'm well on my way to recovery." She looked down and saw that his cock was getting harder. Good, she thought. Her pussy was yearning for that cock. But that can wait. His manipulation of her pussy lips was nirvana. She wished he would touch her clit. And then he did. "Aaaaaah." Her hips lurched up suddenly, causing him to lose contact. "Here, let me get rid of these." He watched as she stood up and first pulled her skirt over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. Then she did a little spin to show off her matching leopard print panties and her curvaceous body. "Don't tease me. Come back here and let me at you." "Maybe you'll be an ass man!" Rick smiled and said, "We'll see, we'll see." She smiled and as a last tease, she turned her back to him and bent slightly so that her ass was very close to his face. Then she slid her tiny French cut panties down off her ass, stopping so that he could admire not only her ass, but also her searing pussy. After shaking her ass a bit, she pulled them the rest of the way off. Rick could barely contain himself. Her ass was better than he ever anticipated. He could see the dew on her cunt and smell her as well. When she resumed her position on the sofa, his hands were back on her immediately. He slid one finger up and down her slit while the other hand manipulated her sensitive clit. Her pussy was trimmed into a perfect triangle and seemed to call his name. "That's it. Mmmm. I am soo hot. Don't stop, please. Make me cum. I need to cum." April was feeling herself loose control. His fingers seemed to have a bit of magic in them. She loved the way he touched her, getting her primed for a total pussy assault. She looked at him intently, watching his face as he gazed at her wet pussy. When he put his finger inside her, she brought her hands up to her tits, squeezing them hard. When the second finger entered her, she moaned loudly and mauled her breasts, tugging, twisting and pinching her hypersensitive nipples. Rick pushed his fingers deep inside her, feeling her pussy walls clamp down on them. Her clit was swollen and when he pressed into it, she body responded with a little quiver. He wanted her to cum soon so he started to pump his fingers into her. She began to fuck his fingers, meeting each thrust. Her breathing became short and labored; she was close. "Ohhh, yes. Faster, yes, yes. Oooooh. Nnnnnnn. Ahh, ahh, ahh, aaaaaaaaahh, I'm…cumming!" April felt a wave of euphoria sweep through her. Every muscle in her body tightened and she felt her pussy quiver and contract around his powerful fingers. She crushed her tits to her chest, her nipples pinched between her fingers to heighten her first orgasm of the day. Rick watched her body writhe in rapture. He was not finished yet. He let her body settle down a bit, her breathing approach normal. He leaned forward, breathing in her intoxicating bouquet before replacing his fingers with his lips. He got the reaction he had hoped for when she let out a whelp and clamped her legs around his head for a second. She re-spread then almost immediately, giving him total access to her. "Ohhh my God! Yes. Ooooooooh!" He licked her pussy lips, parting them and tickling her hole. Her hips swiveled involuntarily but not enough for him to lose contact. She tasted fantastic. He pushed his tongue into her hole and was rewarded with a gush of her juice. They moaned in unison while he darted his tongue in and out. April loved having her pussy licked. She almost expected it. If she gave a guy head, then he should reciprocate by feasting on her. And his tongue was miraculous in every way. When he pressed it against her clit, she felt herself dissolving in his mouth. He sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue across it. That was it. She cried out as she grabbed his head with one hand and her tits with the other. She humped his face, moaning uncontrollably. "Ahhh, yes, suck it, ahhhhhh, nnnnnnnn, ooooooooooooooh, ohhhhhhhh! Yyyyeeeeeesssss!" She came, flooding his mouth with her tasty nectar. He continued to assault her clit until he got another orgasm. He would have tried for a third, but she could barely breath and he didn't want her to lose consciousness…. yet. He licked her softly through her orgasm, lapping up all the cum he could. As he did this, he watched her beautiful tits rise and fall as she struggled to catch her breath. April could not believe her luck. She was completely satisfied and she hadn't even fucked him yet. She felt like she was on cloud nine, her body tingled from head to toe. She opened her eyes to see Rick sitting there watching her. She smiled at him, feeling blissful and wonderful. Then she saw it. Her sense of total contentment disappeared when she saw his cock fully erect and ready to go. Rick thought she looked so beautiful lying there naked with her legs open. He wanted to have this woman now. She excited him in every way; she had an incredibly sexy body and a mind to match. She moved with such grace and poise. April reached out and took his hand in hers, put both her feet on the floor and stood up, pulling him with her. She pulled him behind her as she headed down the hallway to her bedroom. His gazed drifted down to her ass due to the mind-blowing sway of her hips. Maybe he would become an ass-man after all. She entered her room and closed the door behind them. She was both turned on and amused at the vision of this man walking down her hallway with this cock preceding him. But once inside her room, it was all passion. She wanted that piece of meat pounding into her. She bent over and kissed the head, then licked it before straightening up and climbing into bed. Ebony Princess "Come here and take me. I want to feel you inside me." Rick followed her into the bed, positioning himself between her sexy legs. She looked extraordinarily beautiful right now and he told her so. "You are so sexy, like a black goddess. "You don't have to say that, you know. You're gonna get it anyway. And I don't think I am a black goddess. I prefer 'ebony princess'." "I like that too, definitely a princess." April felt very beautiful and sexy too. She was surprised at herself for feeling that way. But he did something to her and so she was just going with it. His fat cock was between her legs, waiting for her to guide it inside. She reached for at and it jerked in her hand. It was nice and thick, the veins protruding along its length. His burgeoning cock head turned purple and glistening with his pre-cum. She smeared it around the head to lubricate it, although she knew that wasn't necessary. Rick looked down at her hand, holding him gently, stroking it. He leaned over her, letting her guide him to her wanton pussy. He felt his head touch her pussy and his cock swelled. He started pushing into her, and as he did, she stroked his shaft. Her pussy clamped down on him so he held himself still so he could get used to her. April could feel her pussy stretch to accommodate him. She arched her back when she felt his balls against her bottom. She relaxed and pulled him down against her body, feeling her breasts crush against his muscular chest. She kissed him gently, her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his. "Finally! I've wanted this since I first laid eyes on you. Damn you feel good." "Good. I can't believe how great you make me feel." She kissed him again and raised her legs to his waist. "Fuck me." He planted a passionate kiss on her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth, while slowly stroking himself in and out of her. Her hips meet every plunge of his dick and were soon in an unhurried rhythm. He wanted to feel everything her cunt had to offer. She squeezed him every time he withdrew, trying to hold him inside her. April liked being screwed slowly at first, but she really wanted to feel his cock pounding into her and his balls slapping against her ass. She placed her heels firmly against his butt to increase his tempo. At first he pulled out and gave her short strokes, giving her only a fraction of his manhood. It felt nice the way his head popped in and out of her, although she wanted him deep. Rick sensed that he had tantalized her enough and rammed himself into her with as much force as he could. She threw her head back and cried out, "Yeeeeessssssss!" He hammered his dick into her hard but not fast. Each thrust bottomed out and she felt his head hitting her cervix. She gyrated her hips so that she could get as much contact with her clit. He was now happy that she sucked him off earlier because, had she not, he surely would've blown his load already. He increased his speed, much to her delight. Her moans grew louder and her breathing took on that familiar pant. She was going to cum again, and soon. "Ooooooooo, nnnnnnnnnnn, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssss! Oh gawd, faster, yes, harder. Fuck me baby, fuck me!" She arched her back and threw her head back as she convulsed into a huge orgasm. She squeezed her legs around his waist to hold his cock in that exact spot. She bucked through a second wave, panting and moaning. Rick slowed his velocity to allow her to compose herself. She looked up at him with a look of gratification that made him feel a sense of triumph. So he started again, pounding into her with all his might. She had a second orgasm and now wanted to feel his cock throb inside her pussy the same way it did in her mouth. She rolled him off of her and straddled him. She grasped his rigid member, stroked it a few times and put it back at the entrance to her love canal. When she was sure he was looking at her pussy, she lowered herself slowly onto him. She knew the sight of his white dick entering her dark muff would electrify him. His cock felt so nice inside her. April sat on his cock so that it was buried deep into her, the sense of being full was greater in this position than before. She swiveled her hips, moving his cock around inside her. The look on his face told her that he liked it too. Rick watched her body move around on his cock. He watched her pussy grind into him and her tits sway, so he reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand. He pressed them together and squeezed each one with vigor. When he pinched her nipples, she squealed in delight. He pushed his hips up into her, raising her up a bit. He then dropped his hips and thrust upward again into her. She took the hint and began to ride him. "Oooh, you want it this way, huh?" "Uh huh!" He could barely talk now. Her pussy gripped his dick, milking him. He could feel his balls tighten and a surge overcame him. She felt his cock swell deep inside her. He was going to give her some of his cum. She bounced up and down on his pole, using not only her pussy to get him to cum, but also her entire body. "Give it to me, baby. Give me your cum. Oooh. Squeeze my tits, harder, yes, like that. Look at my pussy. See how your cock it filling it. Ahhhh, damn it's good!" He exploded into her. His cock throbbed with each shot. She sat down hard on him so that she could get the most out of his ejaculation. The sensation of the warm liquid entering her body brought on her own orgasm. She leaned into his hands, which were still holding her tits, and enjoyed the wave of pleasure. When they were both finished, he pulled her down to his chest and held her close. He could feel her heart beating and her sighs told him he was successful in satisfying her. She most definitely did for him and he knew this was going to be a gratifying relationship. Laying there in his arms, his cock still inside her, she felt a new sense of exhilaration. He had taken her to places that she thought was long gone and she looked forward to taking him to those places as well. She pressed her lips against his chest, then his neck, up to his mouth for a slow sensual kiss. He broke the silence at last, "Wow. April, I haven't … I can't remember the last time I had a woman like you." "I know. I feel the same. I think we are going to have a lot of fun. Aren't you glad I sent you the wrong picture?" They lay in bed for a while before taking a shower and having their picnic on the living room floor in the nude. For the remainder of the day, they explored each other, and made love throughout her apartment.