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Next Man Up!Howdy! Been a loooong time since I posted anything, but I’ve had some recent fun that I wanted to tell you about! So, a quick catch-up:I’ve had a “regular” local hook-up black guy this spring/summer/fall…he’s considerably younger (legal! I swear! 🙂 ) and works a minimum wage job at a local retail store close to my church (ahem). So we have differences in age, social class, race, and color (he’s dark chocolate and I of course was pretty pale when we first met, but ripened to a nice buttery biscuit by summer’s end!) Mix in the fact that he thinks I’m cheating on my out-of-town fiancee (spoiler alert: I don’t have one!) and that he is my first black guy (er, not even close!), and we have had quite an intense and passionate fling going! His name is Semaj, which is apparently becoming a popular name in the hood…”James” spelled backwards! You can’t make this stuff up!However, good things often have to end, and he recently told me he was moving! Sad, but to be honest: I was kinda interested in finding a new “regular”, so I was OK with it.In fact, I even wondered if he might know someone to take his place? Part of the thrill of encounters like these is knowing that guys can’t help but tell at least one buddy about me…and that’s kinda hot (as long as he’s not telling TOO MANY people LOL!) I had already met one of his “boys” (Isiah…more on him later!) and was intrigued when he mentioned one of his other boys, Kenyan, who would be supplying transportation this past FRI night. “Who’s Kenyan?” I asked and “Oh, you aint met him yet!” was the reply. Hmmmm….”yet”? :)So, Friday night arrived and this was supposed to be our last hook-up before he moved. He said some of his other friends were throwing him a party too, but he would stop by my place afterwards. Turned out to be much much later than I expected and I was just about to give up on him for the night. Opened the door in just a robe and was happily surprised to see Kenyan! There’s a certain type of younger black guy that I really like: lean muscular athletic body (like a jungle cat!) with dark skin…and Kenyan fit this profile very nicely!The guys were unfortunately hammered and then further disappointed me by announcing that Kenyan was just dropping Semaj off here was leaving. “Hey, you shouldn’t be driving in your condition!” I said and insisted he stay. So Kenyan plopped down on the couch while Semaj stumbled back to my guest bedroom (where I entertain my hook-ups), pawing at me and trying to pull my robe off. This was only the 2nd time I’d been around him drinking, and to be honest it was *not* his best sexual performance…kinda sloppy. So I won’t bore you with those details. But I will mention that the whole time I kept thinking back to Kenyan out there on my couch, and the way his eyes had traveled all over my body in my skimpy robe. I had left the bedroom door open and peeked back a couple times to see if he was watching us…but that door gradually swings shut if its not propped open, dang it!So Semaj and I finished up, and he promptly passed out. I also snoozed for a bit but found myself rousing at an early hour and thinking of Kenyan on the couch. So I freshened up a bit and put on a pair of panties and a tight tank top. Checked myself in the mirror and saw that I was pretty cute but still had that “just-fucked” look 🙂 Which was just the look I was going for…yay! Made myself some coffee and padded over to the couch. Kenyan was sleeping there in socks, basketball shorts,,and a wife beater tank top, looking kinda yummy. I gently shook him awake, whispering his name. I had pulled the bedroom door closed and could hear Semaj snoring on the other side. I knew from experience that if I left him alone he’d sleep for another hour or so (maybe more since he had been tipsy the night before) “Kenyan? Hey, sweetie…are you awake?”He gradually and begrudgingly opened his eyes. There a moment of barely-consciousness giving away to confusion as he took in his strange surroundings…processing all this…and then finally: that moment when his eyes focused on ME. I was leaning forward over him, causing my tank top to gap open and give him a view of my bare boobs. THAT seemed to wake him up a little, then a little more when his eyes wandered down to my panties. I could feel my girlie parts tingle as he stared at them!”Hey, I just wanted to see if you needed anything?” I asked sweetly. “Coffee? Water? Soda?”He was now sitting up, rubbing his eyes, and grinning as he continued to look me up and down. I swear he paused to take in my bare feet and maroon-tipped toenails…Semaj has a foot fetish and I was hoping Kenyan did too 🙂 I offered him a sip of my coffee and he just shook his head. I told kadıköy escort him he was probably dehydrated from last night and needed water. So I turned to sit my coffee down on the table and tip toed to the kitchen, knowing that he was staring at my ass in the thongs I was wearing.I brought him his water and knelt down so that we were nearly eye-to-eye and asked him if I could get him anything else. He was in the process of taking a gulp of H2O and shaking his head when I put my hand on his leg. LOL, *that* got his attention! Especially as I slid it forward and asked him: “Semaj has told you…things…about me…right?”He nodded. Confirming that he knew things about me made my nipples hard, which he seemed to be noticing :)”So…you know the kinds of *things* that I like…?” I said, punctuating the word “things” by touching HIS thing! My hand had eased inside the open leg of his basketball shorts and my nails grazed the head of his dick, which felt to be growing into a very nice piece of morning wood!”Do you think you’d want to be my…special friend…now that Semaj is leaving?” I asked slowly, my hand now gently gripping and stroking his stiffening dick, causing his eyes to roll back in his head.To be honest? I did *not* have a plan at this point! No idea what I was going to do when I woke him up. It was VERY tempting to crawl right on top of him there on the couch, or at least get his black dick out to jack it or suck it. But I wasn’t 100% sure of what Semaj’s reaction would be if he woke up and walked into the sight of my head bobbing over Kenyan’s lap. He had a history of mild jealousy and I didn’t want drama…But then a light bulb went on over my head:”Hey…” I quickly interjected, tilting my head towards the bedroom door. “Did you, uh, *watch* anything that went on last night?” He shook his head, even though I already knew that he did not.”OK, then…make sure you’re watching NOW!” I said with a smile and wink, leaning forward to give him a quick peck on the lips. “And then you can decide whether you want to take his place!”Yes, I was basically offering to audition for him! At least that’s how I was framing it. The reality is? I wanted him to watch me…and for me to get off watching him watch me! :)I begrudgingly let go of what felt like quite a substantial big black dick and pranced off towards the guest bedroom. For a visual: the room is just off the back corner of the couch, meaning you couldn’t see into the room if you were sitting up straight on the couch facing forward towards the TV like normal. BUT, if you were sitting longways, the same position you would be in to take a nap, and turned your head 45 degrees? Then you would be able to look directly into the room and the bed! Naturally I shifted him so that he was facing that way before I walked off…I looked back at him and smiled as I propped the door open with the ceramic gnome I use as a doorstop. His view would *not* be obscured this time! Semaj was lying there buck naked and snoring, his chubby black body quite a contrast against my crisp white sheets.I stood beside him and quickly ripped my tank top off over my head and yanked my panties down in one grand motion, quickly stepping out of them with a “tah-dah” flourish! I smiled with my hands on my hips, making sure Kenyan was seeing every square inch of my bare body. His expression was like someone who’d just been hit over the head, which was just what I was going for! I then turned my attention to the naked negro sprawled out in my bed. His dick was lying on his upper thigh like a fat black worm, and I slipped my hand under it. Even mostly soft, it had a certain heft and weight to it, like a balloon filled with warm water. Oh, and it was slightly sticky to the touch, still lightly coated from having been in my pussy a few hours before. I leaned forward and ran my tongue down the length of it, delighting in the flavors of recent sex on it.I glanced up at Kenyan staring from the couch. I quickly tied my hair up in a ponytail…didn’t want him missing a bit of this! And then smiled at him as I began running my tongue all along the length of this slumbering giant dick. I was very gently massaging Semaj’s avocado-sized testicles with my hand and then lifted them up to suck each one of them into my mouth as well. Eventually wrapping my lips around the head to scoop it up, and using suction to pull it the rest of the way into my eager mouth.Semaj murmured as I swirled the head around my mouth, my tongue pushing back the foreskin to get at the flavors that hide there. I swear I could hear his blood rushing thru his body down to his dick, making üsküdar escort it warmer and fuller in my mouth. Kenyan was watching me stretch Semaj’s dick out by sucking on it…how do I know this? Because we were looking each other in the eye! Semaj’s “water balloon” was quickly becoming a firm salami as I sucked deeply in it, my head beginning to bob slowly. He was waking up, chuckling deeply in a way I felt as much as heard. I felt his thick bear paw of a hand on my ass. I pulled his fat black dick out of my mouth just long enough to say:“Morning!” with a quick smile and wink in his direction before reapplying myself to the task. I made eye contact with him while I resumed sucking before flipping my hair back around to face Kenyan.I continued my slow and very indulgent blow job, now aware that I was performing for BOTH of them! Semaj’s fat fingers were slipping in and out of my wet pussy, causing me to squirm. Both of us were now moaning! “C’mere, girl…” he mumbled, effortlessly yanking me around so that we were nearly nose to nose. “Ding-ding?” I asked, stroking his dick, which had now fully graduated to the firmness if a crow bar. “Ding-ding” was our way of signaling it was time for the next round of sex. “Hell yeah ding-ding…” he grumbled as he grabbed my leg to pull me up onto him. We both laughed and began kissing passionately, his morning-breath meeting my coffee breath and neither of us caring! Normally I would’ve just scrambled up onto his dick…but I was acutely aware of Kenyan’s eyes on my backside. So instead I got to my feet on the mattress and squatted over Semaj’s dick, gripping the shaft and rubbing the head back and forth across my wet pussy lips…causing them to spread around it as I gradually lowered myself onto it. I arched my back as his black dick slipped inside me, squeezing my pussy around it and causing us both to groan. I tried to imagine what Kenyan was seeing right now: my maroon-tipped fingers gripping Semaj’s black shaft, my glistening pussy lips enveloping him, my ass angling back towards him, etc…heck, I would have LOVED to see that as well! So here’s where I mention that I’ve been taking belly dance classes at my gym! And yes, I started taking them for the sole purpose of enhancing sex! And with Kenyan’s eyes upon me and Semaj’s dick inside me, I began putting my new skills to good use grinding him! Semaj’s eyes rolled back in his head as he lay back and enjoyed the ride as I dug my nails into his chest and shoulders to brace myself for leverage…After quite a bit of me slow-grinding and “belly-dancing” on him, he grabbed me and pulled me down to him to kiss while he began thrusting back up at me. I whispered for him to “spank my ass!” And he did! It rang out nicely and I hoped it was turning a bright red for Kenyan! The slow downward grinding by me had given way to intense upward machine-gun thrusting by Semaj. Our lips were mashed together as we fucked, as were our chests, a nice film of sweat already beginning to form between us on this warm morning. He was squeezing and kneading my ass cheeks, and his heavy balls were slapping against my backside on most upstrokes. Suddenly we both stopped because we hit that climax. No, not *THAT* climax…but the one where the intensity peaks and if you don’t stop right then and there, you WILL come! Laying there on top of him, both of us panting and breathing raggedly as my pussy squeezes his hard black dick in a pulsating rhythm. I quickly slid off his dick and down his leg, grabbing his junk by the base so I can stuff it in my eager mouth. Ahh! Now the stale sticky taste of last night’s sex on his dick was replaced with a fresh coat of our fluids. I sucked deeply on his throbbing dick, swirling my tongue in all the folds of skin to get the most flavor. I looked straight ahead and there was Kenyan staring at me…I can only imagine the lust-crazed expression on my face at that moment!After I took a few deep sucks off Semaj’s fat black dick, I straddled him again, this time facing away from him and…towards Kenyan. Instead of immediately impaling myself on it, I once again took my time positioning myself over Semaj’s dick while I held it in place. Of course this was 99% for Kenyan’s benefit. Once I got my pussy lips around the head, I wanted to watch Kenyan’s face as I eased myself down onto it, Semaj’s black dick disappearing into me a centimeter at a time. Kenyan and I were locked eyes as I began grinding. There was no mistaking that I was using my eyes to tell him that: yeah, this may technically be Semaj’s dick I’m riding, but it can and should be YOURS! And while the back of the couch was obscuring my view of anything but his tuzla escort face, I could tell by the motions of his shoulder that he was jacking himself off as he watched me. That’s so hot! The cherry on top was what Semaj did next with his hands. They predictably started off groping my ass, but once the grinding picked up, I felt them on my feet. Ahhh…one of my biggest weak spots are my soles, and Semaj knows this! How does he know? Because I’ve told him! I immediately felt his big thumbs digging into my arches and I nearly came undone. He wasn’t digging them in hard, but with just the right amount of firmness. Pretty soon my whole body was tingling in rhythm not only to my grinding but also to the sensation on the bottoms of my feet!I had been playing with my boobs and nipples under Kenyan’s watchful eyes…but let one hand slip down to rub my clit. OK, *NOW* we are talking! So much physical stimulation from Semaj at multiple points of my flesh…AND mental stimulation from eye-fucking Kenyan! It should come then as no surprise that I soon found myself squirming and twitching as a monster orgasm was building inside me and bubbling to the surface. I tried to maintain eye-lock with Kenyan when I started coming, but it wasn’t easy as I kept shutting my eyes in pure pleasure and was flailing around a lot in general. Id love to say we were looking each other right in the eye and came simultaneously…but things were pretty chaotic at that moment! I will say it was definitely close enough, and I do recall a glimpse of his face while I was in the middle of my throes. At some point bout 90% thru my orgasm, all the various points of stimulation just became too much and I basically bucked myself off Semaj. He quickly scooped me up and mounted me from behind to continue doggy style. I was drained and limp; he was basically rag-dolling me at this point. My head was down in the mattress and facing away from the door, so I had no way of knowing if Kenyan was still watching or if he was done. Meanwhile Semaj was really pounding me from behind, definitely doing his best to make me forget his drunken sloppy performance from the night before! His face appeared over my shoulder, his thick lips in my ear grunting nasties and working down my face to kiss me. Eventually he flipped me over so that I was on my back and spread my legs as he wiggled between them. I felt his fat black dick press against my wet opening and then push on inside me. I wrapped my legs around his wide waist and my arms around his shoulders and he began grinding into me. His wide grinning face was just over mine, and soon we were passionately kissing and tongue-wrestling as we screwed. By this point he had more than made up for the previous night! I had started off this morning’s session mainly to give Kenyan something to watch…but by this point it was all about Semaj and Kenyan was no longer in my mind! It was clear that Semaj had been forcing himself to stop at various points to keep this going…but now it was time for his rumbling train to burst on through! Semaj’s ugly pumpkin face was over mine and was filling my vision, sweat dripping off him and creating a sheen on both our bodies as we writhed together. His big black dick was completely filling me up as he worked it from side to side inside me. He dipped his shoulders under my legs and pushed them back so that my feet were up in his shoulders. His sexy grinding had evolved into more intense strokes, his heavy balls making wet smacking sounds as they slapped against my ass.He began nuzzling the sweaty soles of my feet with his nose and lips, and I felt air against them as he inhaled. I knew from experience this would trigger him, and sure enough his strokes picked up in pace even more and took on a frantic nature. Suddenly his body tensed and I braced for that first blast of hot chocolate nut to squirt inside me. He roared like an bull as his volcano erupted inside me, his ugly face scrunching up even uglier! I held onto him tightly as he emptied his balls into my wide-open pussy, reaching back to gently massage them. He collapsed onto me in a sweaty heap, his face pressed against mine, our ragged breathing and pounding pulses gradually slowing. Eventually Semaj rolled off and excused himself to the bathroom. I hopped up and stumbled to the living room on shaky legs. Kenyan looked stunned, almost like he was hiding in the couch (LOL). His eyes traveled up and down my naked frame…I knew I must have been quite a sight: freshly-fucked, hair crazy, and still covered in sweat. Still, I managed to smile sweetly at him as I handed him a pen and a notepad. It took him a second to realize what I wanted, but then he wrote down his contact information for me. I thanked him politely as I took the pad from him. Not only had he been given a sneak preview of what was available to him (me!), but he had also witnessed an impressive performance from Semaj to set the bar high.“I’ll be seeing ya soon!” I said cheerfully over my shoulder to him as I walked away to go join Semaj in the shower.

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