8 comments/ 25596 views/ 12 favorites Haitian Sensation By: QuietStorm1970 After procrastinating for years, I finally decided to enroll in graduate school at a local college. The timing was right considering my career in human services was stagnating and I needed more money, not to mention my son was older and didn't need me around the house as much. And having class only 2 nights a week on Mondays and Wednesdays didn't seem like it would be much of a burden. My first day of class went smoothly and I was relieved to have been assigned a really good professor. The other students seemed pleasant enough, although one in particular caught my eye. She was a dark skinned beauty named Sondra who was from Haiti. I must confess that I always had a weakness for exotic women and this girl was oozing dark chocolate from head to toe. The only way to describe her was that of a black barbie doll - statuesque with a slim waist, full breasts and a bubble butt that drove me crazy. As weeks went by I eventually got to know Sondra better and she proved to be not only beautiful on the outside, but on the inside as well. She was only 24, but had paid her way through college and lived on her own without any help from her family so I was really impressed. Sondra was ambitious about her academics but we always seemed to find things to laugh about in class when we'd sit next to each other, or exchange flirtatious glances when we were in different seats. One day during a break I was coming back to the classroom and Sondra was walking towards me in the hallway. I was nervous, but decided to up the stakes in our game. She moved a bit to the right side of the hallway to make way for me, but instead I walked directly in front of her. She then tried to move out of the way but I continued cutting in front of her laughing all the while. Eventually I wound up right in front of Sondra, nearly startling her. "Whatcha doing Miss Sondra?" I asked half suspiciously as I smiled at her. She was taken back by my audacity and hesitated for a moment before responding nervously. "I'm just stretching my legs a bit, that's all." Sondra was about a foot away from my face and I could smell her sweet perfume. I felt my blood pressure rising and my cock stirring in my pants as I questioned her mockingly. "Well, we better get back to class before the professor thinks we're doing something naughty. We certainly wouldn't want that now would we?" I asked as our eyes connected. There was a moment of silence as I could tell she was unsure if I was serious or not. I began to smile to break the tension, then Sondra giggled softly and looked down at the carpet as she turned back to the classroom. "You're really silly, you know that?" she claimed while she shook her head. Needless to say for the rest of the class all I could think about was Sondra and our brief encounter. I was nervous and unsure if she felt the same chemistry building up between us, but remained optimistic nonetheless. At the end of class all of the students began to shuffle out of the room and I saw Sondra walking just ahead of me. Her plump ass jiggled a little bit as she took her time making her way down the hallway to the exit. It took all of my willpower not to walk up to her and take a bite out of that juicy booty. The entire weekend I thought of Sondra and all the naughty things I'd do to her if I had her in my bed. The following Monday I eagerly anticipated seeing Sondra at school, but was disappointed and confused as she barely acknowledged me during the 3 hour class. Maybe she was offended with my behavior the other day or just playing hard to get, I really didn't know at that point. On Wednesday that week I had gone out to the bathroom and was on my way back to class when I saw Sondra coming towards me again like the previous week. Not knowing what to expect, I simply looked straight ahead and tried to play it cool as I walked down the hallway. Sondra glanced over at me as our paths crossed and we exchanged "hello's". Just as she was completely past me I quickly turned around and began to follow her. I'm not sure what came over me but I walked up to her and pinched her ass. "What the hell are you doing?" Sondra exclaimed as she wheeled around towards me. For a split second I thought that I may have overstepped my boundaries, but as I walked towards Sondra she glared at me then smiled warily to ease the tension. "It's not fair for you to walk around here showing off that delicious booty and expect me to keep my hands off of it." I said matter of factly. Sondra shook her head then said "Yeah, I've noticed that men seem to have a thing for my black booty. Especially older white men." I could only laugh as Sondra emphasized the phrase 'older white men'. A smile grew on her face as I slowly drew closer to her. My hand reached down towards Sondra's waist and just as she was about to say something I turned the doorknob to an empty classroom behind her. She looked at me startled and I quickly grabbed her hand, pulling her into the room with me. Before Sondra could object, I gently pushed her against the wall and began to kiss her passionately. Her lips felt so full and plump as I explored her soft mouth like a nervous teenager, while my cock throbbed against her crotch. My hands slowly moved up from her waist to her back as I pulled her tighter into my embrace while her hands caressed the back of my neck. Sondra's tongue beckoned me to dance inside her mouth as we continued to kiss and grind on each other. Her breasts pressed up against my chest and just as I was about to maneuver my hands over to them, we heard other students outside the hallway laughing, bringing us back to our senses. "Oh crap." Sondra blurted out as she peeked out into the hallway. Fortunately the students didn't notice us in the room so we quickly exited the room and walked back to class. I slinked back to my seat as nonchalant as possible then tried my best to concentrate during class but it was hopeless. I could still taste Sondra's lip gloss and my cock oozed precum all inside my underwear as I sat there shaking my head in disbelief of what just occurred. Class ended and as I walked by Sondra at her desk, I dropped a piece of paper by her notebook with my phone number on it. She smiled and quickly put it in her backpack as she jammed papers and books into the bag. I drove home from class that night, eagerly awaiting Sondra's phone call. She called around midnight and we talked for a few moments, in particular about how I caught her off guard in the hallway. I was relieved to hear her say that she found it exciting and wasn't offended by my boldness. We agreed to get together for dinner on the weekend so needless to say I was excited. On Saturday night I met Sondra at a local Chili's and had a good time, talking about school and her upbringing in Haiti. She explained how she was raised in a strict religious family and how her parents were prejudice against white people, even forbidding her from dating any white men. At first I was surprised to hear that Sondra's parents didn't like white folks, but if truth be told I was actually aroused at the notion of fucking their daughter given that bit of information. We left the restaurant then sat in my car deciding what to do for the rest of the night. After a few kisses, Sondra asked if my son was at his mom's for the weekend. When I said yes, she smiled and said "Then let's go back to your place." I didn't need to be told twice, and soon we were back at my house. After a quick tour of my place, Sondra and I found our way back to the living room and then sat down on the sofa. She rubbed her shoulders up and down as if she was cold, so I asked "Do you need a blanket or something?" "No, I'll be ok. Maybe we could just snuggle on the sofa for a while to warm me up." "Of course Sondra, I'd be more than happy to help keep you warm." I said with a devious grin. Sondra smiled and slowly took off her heels before laying back against me, pressing her head into my chest. "Mmm, that feels better." She purred. I began to softly rub Sondra's back, kneading her soft flesh and pulling her closer to me with each stroke. I could hear soft moans emanating from Sondra as she moved her hand along my thigh, causing my penis to awaken. Our subtle grinding was creating lots of body heat and soon we adjusted positions where we were now facing one another. "Thank you for warming me up Michael." I wasn't sure if Sondra meant physical warmth or sexual arousal, but either way I was happy to oblige her. "It's my pleasure." I said as my fingers stroked through her long dark hair. Sondra had her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of my fingers massaging her scalp and hair. Sensing an opening, I gave her a small kiss on the forehead, lingering for a moment. Her eyes remained closed but a smile appeared, validating my move. Feeling emboldened by her reaction, I kissed Sondra's cheek and slowly migrated across her face to her ear then back to her nose, planting small kisses all over. She moaned softly and then put her leg over my hip, rubbing it back and forth rhythmically. Just as I was about to kiss her lips, Sondra's eyes opened and met mine. Feeling like child caught with his hands in the cookie jar, I froze up and waited to see what she would do next. Sondra rubbed her nose against mine, closed her eyes and then moved her mouth towards mine in preparation for a kiss. My heart jumped as I anticipated tasting her succulent lips once again. I closed my eyes and our lips met, gently examining each other in a slow and sensual dance. Her tongue began to lick and search out for mine and soon we were caught in a push and pull storm of lust within our mouths. I slowly moved my hand from Sondra's back to her hip and then carefully down her plump ass. Giving it a gently squeeze, I heard Sondra purr, giving me silent permission to continue exploring her ripe young body. Her flesh was soft yet firm, but remained covered by her tight fitting jeans. I simply had to touch her skin and eagerly moved my hand under her jeans to reach the promised land. "Mmmm," I groaned, as I savored her tender flesh. It must have excited Sondra as well, because her hand was suddenly down my pants, searching for my aching cock. I was more than happy to help her find it, so I maneuvered myself back from her just enough to give her ample room to explore. "Oh my," Sondra exclaimed as her hand latched onto my throbbing meat, stroking it gently. "It looks like someone is excited." "Yes, and it's all your fault." I said in mock disappointment. "Well, then maybe I should take care of it." She cooed softly into my ear. "That would be the proper thing to do Sondra." I whispered as I lifted myself up from the sofa to sit. I grabbed Sondra's hand and then said "So then let's go upstairs where we'll be more comfortable." "What a wonderful idea Michael." Sondra declared as a giggle escaped her mouth. She then bolted up the stairs, laughing as she made her way through the dark into my bedroom. I chased after her, my heart and cock pounding furiously. Sondra was sitting on the bed when I reached the doorway, struggling to catch my breath. I went into my closet and got out some candles to light up the room a little. Not only did it provide a soft glow to the room, it also gave me a moment to gather my thoughts and calm down a bit. "Wow, you're Mister Romantic, aren't you? I bet all the girls go crazy when you turn on the charm, huh?" Sondra teased. I smiled awkwardly, not knowing for sure if she was serious or not. She looked at me and smiled softly to alleviate the tension. I sat next to Sondra on the bed and began to kiss her neck, while my hand gently explored her soft tummy. She groaned deeply as my tongue reached her ear and licked the outer cartilage in small circular patterns. I moved my hand to her crotch and gently rubbed up and down, eliciting more sounds of pleasure from Sondra. We slowly fell back onto the bed, with our hands feverishly groping and massaging each other. Our lips met and I thrust my tongue deep in her mouth, imitating a penetrating motion to make my intentions clear. Sondra responded by putting her hand back down my pants and pulling at my hard cock. It wasn't long before I removed her shirt and bra, while she pulled off my shirt as well. Sondra took my hand and placed it on her breast then asked "Is this what you want baby?" "Oh yes" I panted in desperation. Her breasts were simply luscious, with taut nipples and smooth chocolate skin. I massaged them gently, carefully savoring every inch of her supple flesh. Instinctively my mouth reached down and softly kissed her nipple, causing Sondra to throw her head back into the pillow in raw pleasure. I continued to lick and kiss her breasts, furiously devouring the plump globes while my hands began to unbutton her jeans. Sondra dug her nails into my back, encouraging me to continue in my assault on her ripe body which only added to my lust for her. "I want to taste you." I said frantically, pulling down her jeans. Sondra obliged and leaned back, giving me the leverage I needed to remove her clothes. Soon my Haitian goddess was completely naked before me on the bed with her legs spread wide, just crying out for me to feast on her. I began to kiss Sondra's inner thighs and slowly worked my tongue northbound to her steamy little hole. I teased her gently, flicking my tongue over her pussy as I continued to lick her inner thighs, causing her writhe on the bed. "Michael, stop teasing me. I'm begging you please, eat my pussy." Sondra pleaded breathlessly. I had tortured her enough and was more than happy to give her what she wanted. My hands pushed her legs back so that her knees were almost at her chest, giving me complete access and control of her juicy slit. I softly kissed her clitoris, causing Sondra to grasp at the bed sheets and groan deeply in obvious relief. My tongue gently explored her, working it's way from her perineum back up to her clitoris, savoring her juices as they leaked from her tiny hole. Sondra put her hands on my head, alternating between stroking my hair and pulling me deeper into her honeypot. The bed sheets became saturated with Sondra's juices as I intensified my efforts between her legs and tried to maintain my position on the bed. I concentrated my energy on her sensitive clitoris, when Sondra suddenly put the pillow over her face and her body stiffened, as an intense orgasm washed over her body. I could barely make out what she was saying, with the pillow muffling her voice as she cried out in ecstasy. All I knew was that her pussy was delicious and that I was able to bring her to such orgasmic heights. Sondra's attempt at being modest was also a turn on as well. "Thank you so much Michael." Sondra whispered from underneath the pillow. "It was my pleasure babe." I assured her, as I wiped her pussy juices off my chin then crawled up the bed to lay beside her. The candles cast a gentle light on Sondra's naked body as I lay my hand upon her chest, feeling her heart still beating rapidly. I kissed Sondra gently and stroked her lean frame, my hands roaming over her breasts and stomach in a back and forth motion. Her breathing was still a bit labored, as she struggled to regain her composure. "Now it's my turn." I whispered in her ear. Sondra suddenly sat up in the bed and asked "What you do mean, your turn?" I was surprised at her response, but also offended, considering how I just used my mouth to bring her to orgasm. "You heard what I said. Now it's your turn to take care of me." I explained. Sondra glared at me for a moment then said "Sorry, but I don't give blowjobs." I was stunned. "You've got to be kidding me. You never sucked on a cock before?" I asked in disbelief. "My first boyfriend back in Haiti tried to get me to do it, but I wouldn't. I suppose that's why we broke up." Sondra tried to sound convincing, but I wasn't having any of her attitude. "But you don't seem to mind me licking your pussy though, do you?" I reminded her. There was a moment of awkward silence before Sondra said "Whatever, I'm out of here." She began to get up off the bed, causing my temper to flare. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back onto the bed, much to her surprise. "What the fuck are you doing?" Sondra yelled in shock after she landed on the pillows. I attempted to grab hold of her arm, but she slipped out of my grip and tried to crawl off the bed. Her ass was pointed towards me, so I smacked it hard, causing Sondra to yelp in pain and shock. The blow knocked her flat on her stomach, giving me time to pounce on her and regain my hold on her arm. Sondra squirmed under my weight as I managed to turn her over onto her back, cursing at me the whole time. "Let me go, you bastard! Get your fucking hands off me!" Sondra screamed to no avail. Soon I had my knees on top of her shoulders, pinning her down with my cock hanging close to her face. The candles lit up enough of the room where I could see Sondra's eyes staring up at me in a mixture of anger and defeat. It aroused me immensely and soon my cock was fully erect, pointing at Sondra's mouth. She pierced her lips, realizing just how vulnerable her position was. I held my cock with one hand and used my other to hold Sondra's head in place as I pushed my cock against her lips. She tried to move her head away, but it was futile as my hand held her steady. My cock continued to rub back and forth against her mouth, trying to pry it open. Seeing that Sondra wasn't going to open her mouth voluntarily, I moved my hand off her head and pinched her nose. She couldn't breathe through her nose anymore, so she gasped for air. Once she opened her mouth, I quickly pushed my cock inside it, much to her dismay. I was expecting Sondra to try and bite my cock, but instead she willingly swallowed it whole. I removed my hand from her nose and placed it against the wall for balance as I slowly fucked her mouth. For someone who didn't like to give blowjobs, Sondra was doing quite well. I raised up off of her shoulders and moved forward a little bit, letting my wet cock hang over her face. Sondra didn't attempt to move, in fact she began to lick my balls and slowly ran her tongue along the base of my shaft. It felt so good as she carefully took each testicle in her mouth, sucking and kissing them gently. Soon my cock was back in Sondra's mouth, plunging deep in her throat as my balls pushed up against her chin. A few moments later I pulled my cock from Sondra's mouth and began to kiss her all over, starting at her mouth and neck then down to her ripe breasts. She moaned softly as I moved to her side and kissed her ribs, then turned her over to massage her back. My hands dug into her warm flesh, rubbing and caressing her as my cock rested between her ass cheeks. I planted tiny kisses on her back one at a time, making her shudder in pure bliss. From there, I worked my way back down to Sondra's juicy ass, where I spread her cheeks wide open and gently licked her asshole. I maneuvered myself between Sondra's legs again, sucking on her swollen clitoris while she convulsed on the bed. Her pussy was so warm and moist, I just couldn't seem to get enough of it. I continued to lick Sondra from behind and soon she was on her hands and knees, giving me total access to her wet hole. With her ass high in the air, I gave it a gentle smack and moved in close behind her. Soon I positioned my cock against the fleshy lips of her pussy and rubbed it up and down, teasing Sondra mercilessly. She tried to reach around and guide my cock inside of her, but I pushed them out of the way and spanked her ass again. I put both of my hands on her ass and lined up my cock to her waiting hole and paused to savor the moment. Sondra looked so hot spread wide on the bed with her ass high in the air, begging to be fucked hard. Haitian Sensation Pt. 02 It was another long night at the office for me, as I tried to prepare for the upcoming county audit next week. Being the assistant director for a non-profit agency had its perks, but this wasn't one of them. Each year it was the same thing - forging paperwork and deceiving the auditors into thinking our agency was obeying their rules. It wasn't too bad when I was single, but now that I was married it created tension at home. Just as I was signing my name to a document, my wife Kristin called. "I just wanted to call and tell you that I miss you and can't wait till you come home." She said. "Ok sweetie, I'll be home once I finish the project." I assured her as I leaned back in the chair. "I wish you didn't have to work so much." "I know. I'll be home soon, I promise." I said meekly. "You better. I love you." Kristin said with a sigh. "Yeah, me too. Bye sweetie." I returned home around 1am and Kristin was wide awake. She was in one of her talkative moods unfortunately, and all I wanted to do was sleep. I remained attentive for a few minutes, but dozed off while she was talking about her sister's upcoming baby shower. When I came to, Kristin scolded me for falling asleep while she was trying to talk with me. I didn't feel like arguing so I brushed my teeth and slept on the couch downstairs in the living room. Apparently she wasn't finished talking with me... "Why are you sleeping down here?" Kristin seethed. "I'm tired and need my rest. Please, just leave me be, ok?" I responded tersely. This wasn't the first time Kristin mentioned the baby shower, and if truth be told it was another reminder of how we were still without a child of our own. It was a source of turmoil between Kristin and I since she wanted to wait a few more years to have children and I wanted them now. When we first got married, she was all for having children right away, but soon changed her mind once she got her dream job as an elementary school teacher at some private school. That was 2 years ago and my patience was wearing thin. I wasn't considering divorce or anything, but I was the furthest thing from being 'happily married'. "But I was trying to talk with you about visiting my family this weekend for the baby shower." Kristin continued. "And just when are we going to have our own baby shower, Kristin?" I asked, my voice filled with resentment. Kristin opened her mouth for a moment, but remained silent. She knew my response was valid given her selfish career ambitions and walked back upstairs to our bedroom. I lay back down on the couch and it wasn't long before I was out cold. I arrived at work the next day exhausted, both mentally and physically. After reviewing the messages on my answering machine, I sat at my desk and just stared at the computer screen. My screen saver was a picture from years ago when Kristin and I were dating and took a trip to Mexico. I thought about how much happier we were back then and what went wrong. She had her flaws, but overall she was a good woman. However, I just couldn't overlook the issue of waiting to have kids. I was nearing 40 and Kristin had just turned 31, so time was not on our side. I put my head on the desk and let out a deep sigh when my phone vibrated. Probably another text from Kristin saying that everything was going to be alright and how much she loved me. I looked at the phone and the text read: "miss me?" I looked at the sender's phone number and didn't recognize it so I responded: "who is this?" A few minutes went by with no response, so I figured it was probably a wrong number and went back to work. Around lunchtime a few staff asked if I wanted to join them on their way to the local pizzeria. I was in the mood for some calzone so I walked to my car in the parking lot. As I got closer to it I noticed a white piece of paper on the windshield, like a flyer or something. I removed the paper and realized it was a hand written note folded in half. It read: "I've missed you Michael. Hope to see you real soon." From the looks of the handwriting it was a woman who wrote the note, but beyond that I didn't have a clue as to who it was. Just before I left the office for the day I received another text from the anonymous sender. It read: "Come outside and find out." I was starting to get concerned now because it wasn't a wrong number and I still didn't know who was sending these texts. I took a deep breath and decided to go outside to the parking lot. Lots of things flashed in my head and I walked towards the exit. Was it a surprise from Kristin? Maybe a practical joke from a co-worker? I still had no clue as I opened the door and began to walk along the sidewalk, expecting someone to be there. Instead I received another text that read: "I'm at your car." I walked around the building and noticed someone standing next to my car. My heart was racing at that point, not knowing who it was or what they wanted. As I got closer, I saw it was a black woman - a young attractive black woman. "Oh damn." I said to myself as I finally recognized that it was my ex-girlfriend Sondra. I had met her about 5 years ago while taking graduate courses at a local college and we had dated briefly before I met Kristin. It was a volatile relationship to say the least, with her unstable moods and only matched by our intense lovemaking sessions. "Surprise!" Sondra exclaimed as she put out her arms to hug me. I was a bit nervous but embraced her warmly. "Long time, no see." I said casually, as to not give away my anxiety. "Yeah, and you still look damn good Michael." Sondra said as her eyes scanned me up and down carefully. I'd by lying if I said that I didn't size her up as well. Sondra remained a Haitian goddess, slim but voluptuous in all the right places. "And you're looking nice as well." I admitted. "So did my texts surprise you?" Sondra queried. "Yeah, I had no clue it was you." "Well, didn't the caller ID show my name?" I knew what Sondra was implying, that I erased her from my cell phone contacts list. What she didn't know was that I erased her from the phone only a few days before the my wedding because I still wasn't sure about marrying Kristin. "I guess that I should tell you that I got married. That's why I don't have your number anymore." I explained. Sondra just smiled and moved closer to me before whispering in my ear, "Well now you do." I could smell her perfume and feel her lips lightly brush against my ear lobe, causing my cock to stir in my pants. Just one touch from Sondra and my mind was flooded with memories from our past, making my head dizzy and my cock stiffen. As she took a step back, I did my best to act composed in the face of her subtle attack. "You're very funny, Miss Baptiste. But you know I can't be in touch with you now that I'm married." I reasoned. Sondra turned and began to slowly walk towards her car which was parked next to mine. She got in and then put the window down, pausing to look at me and say "You don't have a choice Michael." Sondra drove off, leaving me there in the parking lot with a boner and lots of questions. Later that evening as I lay in bed with Kristin, she began to kiss my neck and gently stroke my cock with her hand. Normally I'd give in to her desires and fuck her to sleep, but tonight I just had no interest in being intimate with her. After using an excuse about being stressed out at work and not in the mood, Kristin turned over and went to sleep. I felt a bit guilty for lying to her, but it would have been worse for me to tell her the truth - that I was thinking about my ex-girlfriend Sondra. Even though she was unstable and vindictive, Sondra was a sexual tigress who always satisfied me. As I lay there, my cock started to thicken as I imagined fucking her tight Haitian pussy into submission and filling her with my cum. Soon I was stroking my raging boner right next to my sleeping wife as I lusted after another woman. Fearing that Kristin would wake up and discover me in the act, I gently rolled over on my side and tried to fall asleep. A few days later I received another text from Sondra while I was at work: "I'm in the area and hungry. You're taking me out for lunch. I'll be at your office in 10 minutes." I couldn't help but laugh as I recalled Sondra's passion for steakhouses and how she'd like to go out to eat then come home and fuck. The lighthearted moment didn't last long as I considered that Sondra may have been trying to break up my marriage to Kristin. I responded to Sondra's text: "I appreciate the offer, but I'm married now and can't meet with you." My heart raced as I waited for her response, fearing that I had upset her. But there was no response, much to my surprise and dread. There was a sinking feeling in my stomach as I envisioned Sondra plotting her retaliation for being rejected. I managed to get through the day without any further contact with Sondra, hoping that she understood my situation. I locked my office then went out to my car as the sun was setting. As I unlocked the door, a car approached and it was Sondra. My cock jumped as she pulled up next to me, smiling broadly. "Whatcha doing handsome?" Sondra queried. I was caught off guard by her pleasant demeanor after the awkward texts from earlier today. "Nothing much, just getting ready to go home." I said tentatively. Sondra pulled into a parking space as I stood there paralyzed. She got out of her car and slowly approached me, looking me up and down like a piece of meat. "You know Michael, I was really disappointed earlier today when you didn't take me out for lunch." Sondra pouted, as she stood close enough to me that I could smell her perfume. I was starting to become aroused again and had to do something quick before my resolve crumbled. "I already told you that I'm married now and can't see you anymore, ok?" I said firmly, doing my best to appear sincere. I was about to turn around to get into my car when all of a sudden Sondra grabbed me around my waist and pulled me into her. Before I could protest, she had her hand down my pants and was searching for my cock. "What the hell are you doing!?" I exclaimed in shock. Once Sondra found my cock she gripped it tight and then whispered in my ear "Mmm, I've missed your cock Michael." She began to lick my ear softly and kiss my neck while her hand caressed my swollen shaft. My resistance was fading as Sondra pressed her body next to mine, pushing me closer to edge. She looked deeply in my eyes and then slowly lowered herself to her knees before me, a sinister smile growing on her face. I could only look down at Sondra as she slowly unzipped my pants, knowing full well what her intentions were. A storm raged in my heart as I thought of Kristin at home waiting for me, but also at how unsatisfied I felt being with her. Soon my pants were at my shoes and my cock was fully erect, pointing at Sondra as she knelt submissively on the ground. "Do you want me to stop Michael?" Sondra asked playfully as she looked up at me. She moved closer to my cock and began to lick the tip, teasing it ever so gently. "Please Sondra, I can't do this." I offered meekly, my last ounce of resolve gone. "I'll tell you what, if you want me to stop then you'll make your cock go back to sleep. If you want him in my mouth, then you'll keep him wide awake." Sondra negotiated. I looked at Sondra, her mouth open and my cock only inches away from it. My cock throbbed uncontrollably as it yearned for release, aching to feel the inside of Sondra's warm mouth. Sensing her victory, Sondra put her lips over the head of my cock and sucked on it gently, groaning softly as it disappeared in her mouth. She put her hands on my knees for balance as she began to devour me whole, making my head dizzy with ecstasy. I leaned back against my car and steadied myself on the door as waves of pleasure surged through my body. Sondra gently licked my balls, moaning softly as she reveled in my surrender. The sun was setting rapidly as I felt Sondra take my cock back into her mouth, slowly deepthroating it to the base. She knew exactly what to do to send me over the edge and I could hear her giggle as my knees buckled in response to her oral assault. Just as I felt my cock begin to throb, Sondra abruptly pulled it out of her mouth. I looked down and saw her face dimly lit by the streetlight's glow, gazing up at me hungrily like so long ago. "Maybe I should stop Michael. It's getting late and I don't want Kristin to worry about you." Sondra teased. I was torn, wanting to leave and retain a morsel of dignity and yet my balls were on fire and needed release. "Please Sondra, finish what you started and let me cum." I pleaded, gently stroking her hair. "I always loved it when you begged." Sondra giggled, delighting in my helpless condition. She began to lick along the shaft and massaged my balls as I closed my eyes and groaned deeply. I leaned my head against the car as I felt Sondra's mouth envelop my cock once again. "You need to cum bad, don't you Michael." Sondra whispered. "Oh God, please don't stop." I responded in desperation. "Yeah, and you'd love nothing more than to fill my belly with a nice thick load of cum, huh?" I could only whimper and hold on for dear life as my balls quivered, signaling the approaching orgasm. Sondra knew it as well, slowing down her pace to push me over the edge. She took my entire length in her mouth and sucked furiously, knowing that I couldn't hold back anymore. The boiling cum surged up my shaft and exploded out of my cock into Sondra's hungry mouth, spewing hot juices down her throat. Time melted away for one glorious moment as my balls spasmed over and over, blood rushing to my head as the orgasm washed over me. As I came to my senses, Sondra was still on her knees, gently stroking my aching cock, licking up the last drops of cum that leaked from the head. She looked up at me and smiled in her familiar manner, making it clear that she got her way like so many times in the past. "That felt so good." I said, struggling to catch my breath. "Of course it did Michael, you know I always loved sucking your juicy cock." Sondra declared. I began to pull up my pants as Sondra put her hands around my face and kissed me softly. Her tongue probed my mouth and I could taste my own juices as we embraced tightly. She pulled back and wiped her mouth in a deliberately lurid manner. "Your cum still tastes delicious baby." Sondra teased, as she licked her lips seductively. I could only look down at the ground and shake my head, knowing that she pleased my cock with her mouth like no other woman. And just as I considered how amazing Sondra's oral skills were, my cell phone rang. It was my wife Kristin, worried that I was late. "Hey honey, I had to stay late at work and I'm getting ready to leave now." I reassured her. Sondra's eyes lit up as she heard me talking on the phone. My heart dropped as I saw her move closer to me, pinning me against the car. I felt her lips against my neck as I continued talking to Kristin. "No, everything's ok, I just wanted to catch up on some paperwork so I don't have to bring any home this weekend." I said quickly, trying to end the conversation with Kristin before she caught on to my ruse. Sondra began to lick my ear and then whispered "my pussy misses you." I could barely focus on what Kristin was saying at that point, with Sondra's lips and tongue exploring my face and neck. "Kristin, I'll be home in a few minutes, ok? See you soon." I blurted out and then hung up without waiting for her response. "Aww, I wanted to talk to her." Sondra said sarcastically. My heart raced as I considered the implications if such a conversation were to ever occur. My wife would be devastated to find out my ex-girlfriend had just given me a mind-numbing blowjob, but yet a part of me still longed to see Sondra again. I put the phone in my pocket and before I could say something, Sondra began walking towards her car. My mind was reeling as I had no idea what she was up to or how I'd respond if she continued to pursue me. Sondra backed up her car and then stopped in front of me, as she put down her window. "I'll be seeing you soon Michael." she said casually, then winked and drove off into the night. I stood there in the darkness of the parking lot, filled with fear and excitement as I considered my situation... Haitian Sensation With a gentle push, I eased into Sondra's wet pussy as she groaned in relief. I deliberately took my time, feeding her my cock inch by inch until I bottomed out deep inside of her. I was amazed at how tight her pussy was and had to relax so as not to shoot my load too quickly. Sondra reached under my cock and gently massaged my nutsack, almost pushing me over the edge. Sensing that I was losing my control, I turned Sondra over and began to kiss her, our sweaty bodies sticking to one another. Her soft breasts squished against my chest as my hands reached behind her back to pull her closer to me. I felt Sondra's hand on my cock and soon she was pulling on it, trying desperately to get it back inside of her. Not wanting to torture her anymore, I thrust it back inside her tight hole, going balls deep in one stroke. Sondra wrapped her legs around my waist as I continued to pound her little pussy, urging me to go deeper with each thrust. Sensing her intentions, I put her legs on my shoulders and pushed forward to lift her ass off the bed. My cock plunged so deep that I poked her cervix, making Sondra squeal with lust as I filled her completely. We established a steady rhythm and soon I felt Sondra's pussy pulsing around my cock, signaling an orgasm coming on. She frantically whispered in my ear "Don't stop Michael, I'm gonna bust." I focused on maintaining my intensity and then I felt Sondra's whole body convulse as she came violently. She threw her head back against the pillow and groaned as waves of pleasure surged through every nerve in her body, leaving her breathless. I gradually slowed down my pace then stopped as my cock was buried deep inside her. Sondra basked in the orgasmic afterglow, kissing my mouth and neck while pulling me tightly against her chest. We remained like this for a few minutes, savoring the intensity of our lovemaking and also to catch our breath. "Are you ready to cum baby?" Sondra asked softly. "I've been holding back since I first entered you." I confessed. "Well, now it's time to get yours ok?" I didn't need to be told twice, so I slowly pushed my aching cock back inside Sondra. Her pussy was even tighter now that she expended so much energy and love juice from moments ago, nearly pushing me over the edge before I was ready. I slowed my pace and grabbed hold of her legs and pushed them up in the air as I sat back on my feet. It was so erotic, watching my cock slowly disappear in Sondra's ripe hole over and over again. I would pull it all the way out and then slide it back it, savoring every inch of her pussy. Unfortunately one stroke went astray and my cock poked at her asshole, causing Sondra to pull back in shock and pain. I apologized then began to rub my cock against her asshole, as if to show my remorse and make her feel better. "What are you doing?" Sondra asked, suspicious of my actions. "I'm just saying sorry to your ass, that's all babe." I responded apologetically. "Yeah right. You better not be trying to fuck me in the ass Michael. I'm saving that for my future husband." "Are you sure you want to do that? I mean, you've already had sex so I don't think he'd really care." I reasoned. "I'd like to be able to offer him at least one virginal hole, ok?" I continued rubbing the sticky pussy juices along Sondra's butt crack with my cock, eliciting a small moan from her. "You like that don't you babe?" "Not really. Just stick it back in my pussy so you can have an orgasm, alright?" Sondra pleaded. I pushed her legs further back until they were touching her head, then resumed my cock massage. As I slowly moved my cock up and down over Sondra's pussy, I deliberately poked her asshole again, enough to push my cockhead partially inside her. "I told you not to try that Michael. Now stop it!" Sondra exclaimed. My cockhead rested against the entrance of her asshole and gently pushed inside it, over and over. I leaned forward and pulled Sondra's legs back over my shoulders so that I could be face to face with her. I began to kiss her softly and then whispered in her ear "I'll tell you what. If you really want to save your anal cherry for your husband then you'll stay tight and my cock won't slip in. But if you relax, then my cock will slide inside and your virgin ass will be mine." Sondra looked up at me with fear and desperation, knowing that she was helpless in this position. I began to gently push against her asshole and she resisted for a moment, but soon my cockhead popped inside her. I could only smile as she moaned softly from the intense pleasure. Her sphincter muscle spasmed around my shaft as I slowly inched forward, savoring the tight grip her anus provided. Sondra's eyes opened again as I paused with my cock halfway inside of her virgin ass, gazing up at me as I smiled softly. "Looks like your body is betraying you Miss Baptiste." I taunted. "Michael, please I can't. Mmmm... I just..." Sondra's voice trailed off as I resumed my assault on her tender asshole. Our eyes connected in the dim candlelight for a moment as I finally bottomed out in her rectum. With my cock buried deep inside her, I gently kissed Sondra and she responded by putting her hands on my ass and squeezed tightly. "I'm all the way inside of you Sondra." I whispered as my cock throbbed gently inside her. "You're such a dirty old man, Michael." she responded. I couldn't deny those charges, considering how I just took a young Haitian girl's anal virginity. Sondra's tongue darted inside my mouth, seemingly urging me to intensify my efforts as my cock plunged deep in her tight ass. I put my hands behind her back and drove my body down against her, allowing my cock to go balls deep with each long stroke. Sondra whimpered as I pounded her forbidden hole, my swollen balls slapping against her ass over and over. As I felt an orgasm approaching, I slowed down and gently pulled back off Sondra. I wanted to prolong this exquisite moment for as long as possible, so I turned her over and pushed her head down into the pillow. "Spread your ass wide for me." I ordered sternly. Sondra meekly put her hands on her ass and slowly pulled apart her plump cheeks as I instructed. It was an incredible sight, this gorgeous Haitian princess naked on my bed with her ass lifted high in the air, inviting me to penetrate her. I reached down and kissed her cheeks and licked gently around her puckered hole, with my tongue soon probing her anus. I slowly pushed my tongue inside of her asshole as Sondra squealed with pleasure. After a few moments of rimming her, I then pulled back and lined up my hard shaft with her moist hole. I held her ass firmly with one hand then slowly pushed my cockhead past her anus, as Sondra relaxed to allow my shaft to slide inside her with little resistance. We soon established a steady rhythm as my cock stretched Sondra's tiny hole mercilessly. I could hear her moaning into the pillow as I spanked her juicy ass, arousing me to the point of no return. My aching cock began to throb and my balls tightened up as I felt an orgasm building up deep in my core. "You're going to make me cum." I panted frantically. "Yes baby, give me your nut. Mmm, I want you to fill my ass with your hot cum right now!" Sondra teased. And with one final powerful stroke, my throbbing cock exploded within Sondra's tight ass, spewing hot cum within her bowels. I groaned deeply as my balls spasmed uncontrollably, filling her ripe hole to overflowing. My cock pulsed and jerked while I held onto Sondra's hips for stability, my head dizzy from the sudden rush of blood. "Mmm... that's it baby, give me every last drop of your cum." Sondra implored as my orgasm subsided. I gently squeezed Sondra's cheeks as my cock deflated, popping out of her asshole covered in my nut juice. She continued to lay there with her head on the pillow, catching her breath. I reached down to kiss her plump ass, inhaling the pungent aroma of her ripe hole, moist from sweat and my hot cum. After giving her ass one last playful smack, I lay back down on the bed, exhausted. Sondra turned over and lay beside me, putting her hand across my chest and began playing with the tufts of hair. All I could hear was our labored breathing as we stared up at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of intense lovemaking. "That was amazing, Michael." Sondra whispered, as she turned to face me. "Indeed it was Miss Baptiste. I thought I was going to have a heart attack at the end there." I joked. "Yeah, you seemed to really enjoy fucking my little ass, huh?" "Oh my gosh, yes. Everything with you tonight was incredible." I assured her. Sondra began to kiss me, as her hand slowly moved down my leg until she reached my cock. Giving it a gently tap, she said "Your cock is very bad and should be punished. It's like you wanted to put it inside all of my holes whether I liked it or not." Sondra scolded me. "I can't deny that. He gets quite excited around you." I explained. "Tell me something. Did you like sucking my cock Sondra?" I queried. "It was ok. I didn't expect you to force it into my mouth though." She retorted. "But you liked it though, didn't you?" I said with certainty. Sondra turned away and looked up at the ceiling, avoiding my question. It was a bit rude to ask, but kinky nonetheless. She let out a sigh then said "I kinda liked it, I guess." I struggled to keep a straight face, as I already knew the answer before I asked the question. "I liked it too." I confessed. "But what I really enjoyed was being inside of your tight little ass." Sondra exhaled softly and said "Yeah, I really wasn't expecting to give up my anal cherry to anyone before I got married, but it was pretty hot feeling you explode inside of me. Just promise to never tell anyone about this, ok?" "Of course Sondra. We certainly wouldn't want anyone to know that some dirty white man's cock fucked your tight little ass and filled it with hot cum, would we?" I taunted. Sondra gripped my cock hard, then looked at me before saying "I'm serious, Michael. My parents would kill me if they knew some white guy fucked me." "Your dirty secret is safe with me." I assured her. Sondra loosened her grip on my cock and then gently stroked it, as we began to kiss again. The last remaining candle flickered for a moment then burned out as we drifted off to sleep...