Dark and Cream 2
It was a sunny warm day in New York City, and I was at South Street Seaport having lunch. I sat at a table outside eating a slice of pizza with sausage and enjoying the scenery. There were so many women of all sizes, but none of them caught my attention. For some strange reason, I kept on thinking about fucking a cute Caucasian woman.
I was about to leave the table when this short tan complexioned brown-haired Caucasian woman with brown eyes walked over. She was short and clad in a white crop top that exposed her pierced navel and tight denim jeans. This woman had me awestruck! I knew I saw her face in a movie or magazine.
“Can I sit here with you?” She asked.
“Sure.” I answered her. “There is enough room for the two of us.”
“Thanks.” She smiled. “I didn’t feel like eating inside. It’s too nice out.”
“Yes, the weather is great! You are gorgeous, what is your name? I know I have seen your face in something.”
“Halia Hill,” She said. “I’m a porn star!”
“Wow, I love porn!” I told her. “Porn rules the world!”
Halia laughed and asked, “What is your name?”
“Uptown,”
“You’re kidding, come on.” Halia smiled.
“No, really, that’s my name. I’m just playing! My name is Mar’e.”
“Where do you live?”
“I live in Manhattan. I have a nice place on Sutton.”
“Really,” Halia was surprised.
“Yes, you don’t have to worry about me taking you to the ‘hood. I’m surprise you’re not with your boyfriend.”
“No, I’m single, thank the lord.” Halia continued. “Are you seeing anybody? Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No, I haven’t been dating for so long that I don’t know how to meet women anymore.” I lied. “I’m going to be real, I don’t need a serious relationship, just some wild, and great sex.”
“Maybe we could help each other out,” Halia suggested.
“Have you ever had sex with a Black man before?” I asked her.
“No, but I wouldn’t mind. I was always curious about Black men in bed.”
“Well, maybe you should try it then, baby girl.” I said, as I watched her blushed. “It might be one of the greatest experiences of your young life.”
“Maybe I will.” Halia said. “Do you want to be my first?”
“Absolutely,” I expressed. “Your gorgeous face and sexy body, you know I want you!”
“Well, you do have me intrigued with your confidence and good looks. I think I’m getting wet now.”
We continued to flirt for an hour. Finally, we left the table and headed for our cars. Halia suggested we go to her place. I followed her black Ranger Rover in my silver Bugatti Veyron Pur Sang. 2Pac’s “Thug Nature” blared from my car, as I felt excited about this sexual encounter. It was funny that I had a Caucasian woman on my mind and here I was about to fuck one.
We parked in front of a glass building on Perry Street alongside the West Side Highway. I followed Halia inside her apartment. The cream-colored living room amazed me. She had cherry-colored leather furniture, wooden flooring, and plants that adorned the windows nicely. The view of the Hudson River and New Jersey impressed me.
After preparing the drinks, we sat down on the couch and talked. It was obvious that we had chemistry and felt comfortable around each other. Halia’s perfect smile and erect nipples aroused me.
“I’ll be back in five minutes, handsome. Just get comfortable and think about me.” Halia smiled. “That should keep that cock hard. See you soon.”
“No, problem,” I said.
Halia blew me a kiss and left the living room. I stood by the window and watched the yachts sailed. Finally, Halia returned without wearing any clothes. She had one of the most delightful bodies I had ever seen. I liked her body art: she had five pointed stars tattooed on her back, “Leilani” on her lower back, five claw marks on her right shoulder, two paw marks on her right butt cheek, and flowers on her right hip.
“Are you going to stand there and look at New Jersey? Or are you going to fuck me?” She asked seductively.
“I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.” I responded.
We were in a kissing frenzy. I stripped out of my clothes in a matter of seconds. Halia was in awe of my dick as she smiled and pushed me back on the couch. She treated herself to my dick. I watched in fascination as she deep-throated me and sucked my balls. Then she lowered her pussy on my dick and bounced up and down. Halia rode me like a jet ski. The pleasure overwhelmed me! I sucked lasciviously at her bouncing breasts.
“Yes, suck them!” Halia cried. “It feels good!”
I lifted Halia by her hips and lay her on her back. I slid my dick in her pussy, and then pulled it out; going deeper each time until her drenched pussy nearly buried my entire dick.
“Oh, my God, baby, your pussy feels so good!” I told her.
“You’re so big! I can feel it in my stomach!” Halia’s eyes lit up. “Don’t stop, keep going!”
I fucked Halia faster and harder until I brought her to her first orgasm. Halia’s body twitched and oozed her love juices on my dick. The pleasure seemed intense, and after two minutes of rest, I slid my dick back in Halia’s pussy. She was getting used to my dick and massaging my ass cheeks. I enjoyed the rhythm we were in as we filled the living room with love magic.
“Do you like my big, black dick?” I asked.
“Yes, I love it.” Halia answered softly. “I can’t believe I’m getting fucked like this.”
The sensation of my balls slapping against Halia’s shaved wet cunt lips was astounding! I felt myself getting ready to cum. After a few seconds of smashing Halia’s pussy, gold cum spurted from my dick and drop on her stomach. I could not believe the eroticism Halia created as she rubbed it on herself and licked her fingers clean. The sight of that kept me erect.
“Delicious, hun, just like I knew it would be,” Halia said. “Tasty like chocolate milk,”
I laughed and said, “I want some more of you.”
“Well, come and get it!” Halia replied.
I turned Halia around and in one smooth motion fucked her in the ass. I grabbed her hair, and pulled it, thrusting harder and faster. The noises she made were incredible.
“Oooh, yes, daddy! Fuck me like that! Yes! Don’t stop!”
“This is your favorite position, right?” I whispered in her ear.
Cum poured out of Halia’s pussy and ran down her leg. I kept fucking her ass even harder and faster. Finally, I released inside her ass like the latest squirt gun. When I finished discharging, I pulled out. My warm “creampie” ran down Halia’s toned leg. I felt exhausted, and the perspiration poured down my body. Halia turned around and gave me a big smile. Her brown eyes gleamed with passion. She had a radiant glow that seemed to illuminate the living room.
“Wow,” Halia said softly.
“So, how was it? How was your first experience with a Black man?”
“That was the best sexual experience I’ve had,” Halia answered excitedly. “You are a great lover. I’m addicted to black cock now.”
“Well, you heard the old saying, once you go Black, you never go back.”
“Now, I know why. None of my past lovers can top you.” Halia confirmed.
After getting dressed, I asked, “What’s your number, Halia? I want to hook up with you soon. I know hanging out with a porn star is fun!”
“You’re really going to call me?” Halia said, as she got up and typed her number in my BlackBerry. “I bet you say that to all the women you meet.”
I laughed and said, “Yes, I’m going to holla at you. I promise. If the sex is this great every time, then maybe we have a future together.”
We tongue-kissed and I left her apartment. Halia was one of the best lovers ever. She definitely made my day. I look forward to fucking her soon. Holla!
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