2 comments/ 20112 views/ 4 favorites Natalia Ch. 01 By: misspvamu Birthday Sex I was so nervous about this semester. It was my second year of college and I was officially on my own. I was rooming with a girl that I'd met my freshman year and become lightly acquainted with. She was a beautiful girl. She was the exact same height as me at five foot ten. The only difference was that she was a beautiful shade of light caramel and I was a deeper shade of mocha brown. She had sparkling green eyes and dark brown/blonde hair. Her body was the thing I remember best. She was built like a video vixen. Her breasts were large, round, and supple and her ass was similar to that of Kim Kardashian. Her stomach was flat and lightly toned while her long shapely legs made her almost float instead of walk. Today we were supposed to move into our small, two-bedroom apartment but as usual she was late. "Where is she?" I tapped my foot on the floor of the office. I checked my watch again; she was supposed to be here an hour ago. "Sorry I was late Melanie .But, Marcus was begging for more and I couldn't disappoint." We were in our kitchen shuffling through boxes so we could begin decorating. "Whatever. I can't believe you were late to move in because of some whack ass dick." "Hey! Marcus can put it down on a sister like you wouldn't believe. His dick is like a fucking anaconda or something." I had to laugh. Her boyfriend, Marcus, and my boyfriend were the same size, about five foot six. It's hard to believe he puts it down, let alone believe that he has an anaconda dick. "Ugh, I'm jealous. Since Tye went home for the summer I haven't had ANY sex." "What? I can't go two days, let alone two months." "I know. Ugh. But lately Tye been hounding me about sex. He always wants me to have phone sex with him and he wants to hear me use my vibe on the phone." "Really? I think Mark knows better." "Ha! You think. Tye told me that Mark came to him and said that he wanted to see if he would mind you asking me to have a threesome with yall." She almost dropped the canister she was cleaning. "What? Where the fuck did that come from? When did this happen?" "He just mentioned it the other day. Thing is though, ever since then all he wants to do is talk about threesomes, girl-on-girl, and things like that." "Ew, where does he get these ideas? Does he think you're a lesbian or something?" "I doubt it. But, we do watch lesbian flicks sometimes to get the mood right." "Really?" My clit twitched when I heard the twinge of excitement in her voice. "Yeah, you and Mark should try that. It really works." We finished unpacking and chit chatting. After we got the bigger items situated I was officially tired. "I'm getting a nap in, I'm pooped." "No problem. I'll be decorating lame ass." I laughed and went to take a long, well deserved nap. A nap turned into sleep and I woke up around twelve-thirty the next afternoon. I grabbed a cami and some boyshort undies. "Tali," I said knocking on her door, "I'm hopping in the shower. Knock if you need me." As I walked down the hall I thought I heard music coming from the bathroom. I walked down a little further and realized that the music was being accompanied by some very erotic noises. "Uh .... Damn ... oh ... yes ..." The buzzing that accompanied these moans was no stranger to me. We had bought some matching vibes for our birthdays (which are one week apart) as a joke and they turned out to be quite useful. I woke up at eleven. Lame ass Mel was still sleep and so I decided to do some more unpacking. About an hour into the unpacking I ran across the gag gifts we'd bought last month for our birthdays. They were dark brown, seven inch, flesh looking vibrators. Mine was really vein-y and a bit thicker than Mel's. I decided to end my morning cleaning here and go take a nice relaxing bath. I ran some warm water and turned on a nice slow mix cd on low. I stripped down to nothing and slid down into the tub. I soaked for about ten minutes before the vibe started calling out to me. I couldn't help it. I had to try it just a little. I put it on the lowest setting and let it tease my clit a little. It felt so good. The soft buzz caused the water to stir around my sensitive button and I couldn't help but moan. I let it stay there and I used my free hand to play with my needy hole. "Uh .... Damn ... oh ... yes ..." I couldn't hold my moans in. After three solid minutes I came all over my fingers and I threw the vibe back onto my towel. I quickly got out the tub and dried off. "I hope Mel isn't awake." I said as I pulled on a pink Victoria Secret bra and thong set. I wrapped the towel around my waist and opened the door and rushing out. "Damn Tali watch it!" I ran right into Mel as I walked out the bathroom door. She was clothed in only a bra and some cheer shorts. My light brown 34C breasts were mashed up against her 36Bs and we lingered. She put her arm around my waist and a single manicured nail pressed into my skin. "What the fuck are you doing you lesbian?" I asked while trying to understand why my pussy was twitching. "I was coming to take a shower when you ran me over, goofball." "Oh. Well, hurry up, we have stuff to do." I quickly ran into my room and put on a tank top and some short shorts. I almost did it. I almost pressed my luck. I showered quickly, trying to wash away the feeling of her body pressed up against me. It didn't work. I finished showering and got dressed. We spent about four hours out shopping and looking for items to decorate our apartment with. We finally returned home and were both exhausted from all the shopping and driving. "I'm so thirsty. It's like seven million degrees outside." I said. I took off my shirt and unbuckled my jeans. "I know," Natalia said, "I hate the summer. I'm getting out of these clothes." On the way to her room she stripped off her shirt and shorts and lounged around in her underwear. "Mel!" She shouted from her room. I slowly got up and made my way down the hall. "MEL!" She yelled as soon as I turned the corner into her room. She was standing in the doorway and we accidently met and ended up lip locked. Her lips stayed connected to mine and neither one of us moved. I went in for the kill and slipped my tongue in-between her glossed up pink lips. "Um ... Mel, what are we doing?" She asked as I put my hands around her waist and pulled my face back a little. "We're kissing crazy girl what does it look like?" She frowned up a little and sighed. "For the record, I'm not a lesbian." I didn't respond as I leaned back in and planted another kiss on her soft lips. I unfastened the hooks on her bra and her breasts barely bounced. Her perky tits just sat there and it seemed as if her sweet pink nipples were looking at me. I moved down, kissing her chin, neck, and chest and stopped at her left breast to gently suck on the skin. Her breasts were so soft they reminded me of caramel cotton candy. I moved my way down to her perky pink nipples. I sucked on the left one and almost came right then. Not only did it feel so good in my mouth, but when I flicked my tongue across it her soft moans and sighs just turned me on even harder. I neglected the right breast as I moved down her tight stomach. I made sure to suck, lick, or kiss every inch of skin I could see in my path. When I got down to her underwear I looked at her. "Are you sure you want me to do this Natalia?" "Yes Melanie, please don't stop!"We didn't even leave the hallway. I quickly removed her underwear. Underneath was a nice bald pink pussy waiting for me to dine. I got between her legs and placed her feet on my shoulders. I opened her pussy lips and smiled at what I saw. Her beautiful pink insides were dripping with juice and her clit was exposing itself. I blew on it and licked it softly until it extended to a full inch. I put the throbbing nub in-between my lips and suckled the fleshy nub until she started scratching at my back. I was in ecstasy. "Are you trying to mark me up you stupid trick?" I shouted as she dug another manicured claw into my back. "If it'll keep you from stopping, then hell yeah!" I finally left her clit alone and moved my tongue over to her juicy hole. I poked my tongue inside and it tasted sweeter than anything I'd ever tasted before. "Damn Tali," I moaned, "you taste good as hell." She smirked and let another loud moan pop out as I stuck three fingers into her hole without warning. She immediately came on my fingers and her pussy contracted all over my fingers. "Ah! Damn Mel ... stop please, stop!" I got worried that I'd hurt her and pulled back from her without haste. "What's wrong baby?" "I have to return the favors ... I can't let you have all the fun." I laughed stood in front of her. I took off my bra and let her lick on my nipples. She seemed to be enjoying it so I didn't stop her while I removed my underwear and let my fingers prep my pussy for her. When she was finished she instructed me to lie on my back. I complied and she climbed on top of me. I got a whiff of her heady scent as she placed her sweet, dripping hole over my mouth. I licked slowly at first while she ravished on my pussy. I tried to tease her a little but the pleasure she was giving me made me want to go buck wild. I darted my tongue in and out of her as fast as I could while rubbing and tapping on her fat, juicy clit. Mel was doing the fool on my pussy. I couldn't resist the pleasure she was giving me. For some reason I felt the need to taste her as well. When she opened her legs and I was given a look at the pretty pussy I almost choked trying to slurp on those thick, sweet juices. I took my time licking, fingering, and spanking her fat pussy. I loved the way her dark chocolate lips sat up and hid her sweet, small, nubby clit. "Mel," I asked between slurps, "I want to try something." She stopped pleasuring me and I got off her. I ran to my room and got my surprise. Little did Melanie know, I'd purchased a thick, veiny, dark chocolate, nine inch dildo and the accompanying strap. "Mel, come in here." She walked in and I could tell she was shocked by my appearance. "You have s trap?" "Lay down bitch; stop all that fucking talking too. The only thing I wanna hear is your moans, got it?" She complied and I raised both of her legs. I placed them on my shoulder and guided my strap to her waiting hole. I pushed the head in slowly. She closed her eyes and a slow sweet groan escaped her lips. I leaned in to kiss her as I let the head play with her pussy. "I hope you enjoyed the break." I said before thrusting the rest into her pussy. Her eyes shot open and she screamed so loud I know the rest of the people in the apartment complex heard her. I continued to slam her pussy while she scratched my arms, bit my skin, and moaned like a madwoman. "Turn over." She turned and got on all fours and without warning I put it in her from the back. She bucked back on my dick like no other. "Take that dick. You like when I fuck you from the back huh?" "Yeah." "Say my name, bitch." "NAT!" She screamed as I slammed the dick in her hard. "Yeah, you like when I fuck you hard huh? You like when I get mad and punish that pussy huh?" She simply moaned louder and louder with each thrust. I smacked her fat, black ass and watched it jiggle on my dick. Damn ... she started playing with her pussy. I felt a wave coming over me and I guess she did too. She threw that ass back on me faster and harder than anyone I'd ever seen. We both climaxed in a wave of moans and juices. She fell forward on the bed and the dick fell out of her hole with a nice pop. "Damn, that was good ..." I said looking at her ass. I smacked it again and kissed it softly before laying beside her, dick and all. "What the fuck is this?" I opened my eyes and saw Natalia's boyfriend, Marcus, standing in the doorway. "Uh, Mark, calm down." Nat said jumping out of the bed and running to him. "A strap? Y'all nasty hoes been fucking without daddy?" He smirked and Nat looked back at me. "You should punish us papi!" I said pulling the covers back and walking over towards him and Natalia. Natalia Ch. 02 Weeks later, Natalia and I have met a few times since. We were even supposed to go together on a "real" date, to see Lord Of the Rings... Return of the King" but her and her daughter got sick. And yes I believe her. This lady, and I do consider her a lady despite her profession, has been nothing less than sweet and gentle and everything I have ever wanted in a woman. I have had long warm and lingering dreams of her almost every night since our first meeting. I am starting to feel afraid. Afraid that I am feeling something I should not. How can one fall in love with a "Working Girl". How do I resolve "sharing her" with all those men... I am afraid that I may become stupid and jealous, when I can't afford to keep her off the street. The nagging possibility that she's also a drug addict bothers me, also I am starting to fear my feelings will betray me, just as they have so many times before. And yet I cannot help myself. Her "answering service" freind told me she has the habit of running away when she feels that things get too close. I don't dare get pushy or possessive. Oh Lord help me. How did this happen. It is so bitter sweet. I feel myself falling in love with her, and yet I cannot possibly afford a long term relationship with her, unless she wants to maintain it herself. I feel so helpless, and yet... I met her on The day before Christmas Eve, and we had a "date" I had found something I thought matched her charisma, and my limited budget. A sparkelely necklace and bobby pin set with coloured rhinestones. Almost right after she was in my home, I pulled her to me and embraced her and kissed her with all the love I could muster. The I gave her her Christmas Gift, She had the most wonderful smile. Her eyes glimmered with happiness as she opened it and opened in wide eyed wonderment as she looked ta them. She handled them delicately. She seemed to particularly like the hair clips. She kissed me deeply and appreciatively. "I didn't get you anything." "I don't care, don't need anything." except for you, I said in my head. "They are so beautiful" "They aren't expensive, but they sparkle so wonderfully, Just like you." "I sparkle? Really?" "Oh yes, like nothing or no one I know." She kissed me again. We proceeded to chat on and on again about movies and wanting to go see Lord of the Rings. I reached to my bookshelf and found my old Ballentine Books paperbacks. One of the first American Authorized printings of the trilogy. "Here, these have brought me great pleasure since high school. It's time they were passed on. Look at this, you put the covers together and it forms a single image." She was fascinated, I was rapt. We talked more and longer than we have before. She told me of the troubles she has with her daughter, a smart 3 year old. Told me all about she is reading and always acting so precocious. And yet her daughter is also demanding and a big handful. Overactive and full of endless questions. Add to all this that she is making Natalia crazy with premature demands for particular brands of clothing. I have raised 2 children, who are now grown and on their own, I remember this phenomenon, but not a 3 years old. I couldn't help but laugh. Not at Natialia's dilemma, but at the situation. I could see poor pretty Natie with her hands on her head wondering how come she is doing this so young. I found myself rubbing her neck she leaned into my massage "That feels nice, don't stop" I didn't. Her neck was exceedingly soft and warm. I couldn't stop if I wanted to. In fact, I leaned over and kissed her throat, and held her close to me. "Why do I always feel so warm and stress free when I come here. I wish I could spend more time with you" "Natalia, listen to me, you never have to look farther than this place if you need a break, an escape valve or just a place to sit quiet. Please. I mean it. Consider this your home. You will always find me waiting with open arms. I have no one else. My kids never visit, or rarely anyway. All I have at night is my cat. And hes not that much fun to cuddle." Peewee strolled by and rubbed his furry grey cheek and rolled his long tail around her leg. "I will take you up on that, you know." "I'm counting on it." We kissed again. Deeper and sexier. She licked my tongue and lips. I felt myself get aroused. She took my hand again, and repeating the past encounters lifted me to my feet and pulled me to the bedroom. I followed sheepishly, but with anticipation. I knew what was coming. I was hoping that tonight, maybe. Her shirt lifted and got pulled over her head. I stood in front of her and she reached for my belt. This was new. I have never been undressed by anyone before. I was getting hard. My pants tented. She insistently, but slowly pulled my pants to below my knees, and lowered my underwear. "OOOo someone is happy to see me." Her hand envelloped my hard on. It felt wonderful, a velvet glove sheathed me, and stroked me.I closed my eyes and moaned quietly. When I reopened my eyes I saw her looking into them and that glowing smile I love so much was shimmering in the dim light. "Why don't you lie down and enjoy this." But I wasn't done yet. I reached for her and caressed her. Sliding my hands all over her slender back, and kissing her neck and throat. Her breasts were bared to my hands and I cupped one lovingly. I leaned over more and licked her hardened nipple. Oh God she hissed her passion for it in my ears and licked me down my neck just below my left ear. I shivered. My dick quivered in her soft hands as well. I reached for her belt and felt her hands touch mine. "No sorry, not yet, I know I really, really want it too, but it's not time yet." I was disappointed, but I nodded. I had been told by her friend that she had recently suffered a yeast infection. I understood what this muct be about. I still stroked her crotch and the inside of her thigh. She pushed me gently on the bed and stroked me several times. And then... O O my god... and then She did what she does best. She pulled me inside her mouth and filled her self with my meat. O O the feelings. Incomparable softness and warmth, and wetness and she proceeded to hum. And moan, and suck wetly and moved her mouth off me for a moment and then brought it back down, the she licked my balls and down the side of my penis. O mygod, never, ever, never. I moaned and arched my back, I reached for that shiny mop of brown auburn hair. I didn't pull her down on me, but I caressed her ears and ran my fingers in her hair. Oh I was going to... maybe, I felt the quiver in my legs begin, Oh please let me, God please. (At this point let me preface by saying that ejaculation has been a spotty event for me with a woman since my 45th birthday. I am at best a long term project) I want ed to, I felt the muscles quiver and shiver and contract and pulse. My back arched and wiggled and writhed. My hands grasped the headboard of the bed and pulled me up. And yet... nothing. I pulled and pushed. I pleaded I begged, still... nothing. "I am so sorry, I have to go, It's that time again" She always has to be home by eleven, for her baby. "Dang, Natalia, You have to know something" I held her close and kissed her as sexily as I could muster."even though, I didn't... you know... I did. I told you before, I sometimes just run out of gas, so to speak, But believe me, I enjoyed that completely and enourmously. NO ONE can make me feel like you can, darlin, Really!" She returned my kisses and hugged me to her. "I know, I could tell, and I wish I didn't have to go, I love your kisses and your hot chocolate and all the affection and understanding you offer me, and so much more. You can never know how much it means to me too, that you would offer me the comfort of your home like you do. Sometimes the stress is just so much, I t's nice to know, I can come here" "And don't you ever hesitate, even for a minute. If you want or need for anything. I'm here. In fact, you mentioned you were going to the store, did you get what you needed?" "No, Ok then lets go." I tool her to the local all night store, she picked milk and a few small goodies for her kid. I then asked her if that was all. I told her not to be shy, and grab what she needed, I told her to take some juice, because it was flu season. She did. I then got her a pay as you go card for her cell phone. I paid the clerk. A woman standing at the counter next to us gave me a dirty look. Natalia wasn't dressed like a street girl or like a cheap whore, so I have no idea how she came to whatever conclusion she had decided upon. I doffed my hat to her and we left. "Thanks you so much for this." "I don't mind, when I have the spare money, it's no bother at all." She hugged me to her. "MMMMM I don't want to go." She complained. "And I miss you already" "But I have to go. My baby wkes up at stupid hours still." "I know, It's Ok, I'll see you soon?" "Oh yes." "Ok then." We kissed and hugged again and parted. I felt warm and fuzzy for days. Its now the Sunday after Boxing day. I was looking in my wallet this morning and found I was missing a $100 note. Oh Oh. Fortunately it's not a total tragedy as I have an uncashed cheque in there too, more irritating than anything, it could be much worse. Then I got to the store. Sales at the camera store I work at have not been outstanding. My employer has been increasingly nervous about inventory levels, and since I am "The Guy" I got the brunt of his worry today. It went on and on all through the entire day, from store opening to closing, whenever a customer came in he'd shut up, but he'd start right back in as soon as store was devoid of clients again (almost the whole day). I was left with a gigantic ego bruise and deflated and depressed. Once I got in my apartment. The combination of disappointments accumulated, and I broke down. I sobbed and cried in my hands for hours. My daughter called, my friend from out of town called. Neither helped much. Then I called Natalia. "Hi!" her voice was bright and cheery. "Hi, how are you?" "Oh, I'm doing better, after yesterday, (her 3 year old had been giving her a very demanding and stressful day) I'm less stressed out today." "Oh thats good" "You?, How was your day?" "Awful!" "Really, How come?" You could hear some concern in her voice. "Just a bad day at work" "Do you need me to come over?" "Oh yeah! Can you?" "I'll be about half an hour, Ok?" "Oh take your time, don't get all in a hurry, I think we both can use some stress free time together, eh?" "Ok I'll bee there in about half and hour still." "Ok see you then." I put the kettle on for her favourite hot chocolate. The door buzzer sang. "Hi It's me." "Come on in!" She was bundled in a white parka. The weather had turned cold and ice was covering the sidewalks. She fell into my arms and we kissed. She petted Peewee. She parked herself at the couch in the already dimmed light of the living room. I had a Diana Krall CD playing. She commented on how much she enjoyed the music. "I'm going to stop calling you Pierre and start calling you Prince. You are always my Prince Charming, you seem to always find me or call me when I really need you. Like your psychic or something" "I am a bit of an empath, but that's hard to explain with a straight face." I brought out her extra huge size mug of steamy chocolatey richness. She grasped the mug in both hands and savoured the warm liquid and helped herself to some Christmas cookies. "Take whatever you like" "MMMM I love these." I felt like saying "and I love you!" but didn't. I just beamed. I suddenly felt better, my bosses stupid tirade was a long forgotten noise. I knelt on the couch next to her. She grasped my hand We began to chat, talking about the bad stuff of our days, I told her about my jerky boss's accusations. I waved them off as trivial and she went on to talk about when she used to have a job doing counciling. I listened in fascination, I knew she wasn't a dummy. I looked in her eyes and ever so gently held her hand in mine all the while she stroked my fingers with hers. She explained about how she had to leave because of the hassles she was going through with her ex husband. I tsked knowingly. I knew exactly what she meant. The lies and accusations of a failed marriage are never any fun. And the finger pointing, asserting she was to blame for it's collapse.I asked if she could return. She said that she had even recieved inquiries about that very possibility. She expressed that yes, but she would require training with computers to go back first. I told her she could use mine, anytime. I thought to myself, If she got off the street, and got to working again, I'd marry this wonder in a second. Time rolled on. The clock was pressing the deadline. Damn. She took my hand in the customary way. She pulled my into the bedroom, but something was different. She kept her shirt on this time. I held her to me and slipped my hand inside and she was not wearing a bra. She took my pants and shorts off and started to minister to my waiting penis as she always did. Passionately and relentlessly, and more importantly, lovingly. I groaned as she played with me. Much the same result as before, darn it. I really wanted to let one go too. I pulled her up and kissed her neck and throat. I pulled her shirt up and cupped her breast in my hands and slid one hand over her taut tummy. She was defined and hard. And she sighed as I touched her. This time I slid a hand over her pubic mound. She sighed again. I undid her jeans. She allowed me. "Time for me to return the favour" "OOOO I can't I gotta go, the time, Sweetness. Will you be up later? I want to come back and cuddle some more." "I can be. Yes please come back, so I can finish this. I ran a hand over her crotch again" "OOO I want you to, I love your tongue and fingertips. Your hands are so strong and gentle. I want to come back in a bit, once my little one is in bad. I often go for late walks, I could come here." I was getting excited. "Oh yeah great, Yes!!" "Ok then " she kissed me several times warmly and passionately. We broke and she re donned her coat and fell back into my arms and kissed me some more. Be back really soon, my Prince." I waited until 2 (most of that time spent writing this) then went to bed, I fully expected the buzzer to go off. It never did. I felt like dying, although I was certain there was a good and reasonable cause for her failure to come back. I was more than willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. I imagined her baby had awakened and could not be put back to sleep without Mommy in bed with her. (Natie told me her daughter sometimes acts out like this) So why not. I still felt crappy and wept in my pillow in the last few moments before sunrise. Oh Damn, Now I have to go back to that shit face of a boss for another day. I let the memory of Natalia's kisses and the promise of the inside of her panties keep me going for yet another day. I must have whacked off at least 3 times that morning. All I could think of. was her taut tummy, tight erect nipples, (so sweet and delectable, just screaming to be suckled) and the softness of her skin just below her belt and my exploring her feminine secrets.