Date night with black beauty. - Sex Stories

Date night with black beauty.

I hear a timid knock at my door. I slowly make my way to the door. I hear the knock again, except this time a little louder. I look through the peep hole and see a pretty black girl in a red dress. She has a nervous expression on her face. Her lips are bright red, to match her dress. Her hair is in pig tails. She’s wearing red high heels to match the dress. Her legs are covered with black fishnet stockings. With one hand she holds her purse while her other hand plays with the edge of her dress. It’s a short, strapless dress. She pulls on it, trying to find a balance between covering her tits and covering her ass. She reaches up to knock on the door again. I open the door. She’s a little surprised. She freezes, with her hand in the air ready to knock on the door. She stays that way for a few moments until I smile at her. She smiles back. I tell her to come inside. She hesitates for a moment. I open the door wide for her and she enters with a giggle. She tells me she can’t believe she’s doing this in the cutest voice, barely above a whisper. I smack her on the ass. She jumps at the sensation. She giggles and says ouch. She bites her lip. I tell her she can leave her purse at the door. She puts it on the pedestal next to the door and asks me what I want her to do next. I tell her to stand in the lounge, facing the fire place with her hands behind her head and her legs spread. I watch her move into position and then tell her to stay in that position until told otherwise. She ...

... says yes sir and focuses on the painting above the fireplace. It’s of a topless girl in chains. I see her biting her lip again, obviously thinking about what lies ahead. I leave the room and come back several minutes later to find her still standing exactly where I left her. I set some things down on the glass coffee table behind her. I sense her anticipation as she hears the clunk of each item touch the table. I stand behind her and whisper in her ear asking if she likes my painting. She tells me she loves it and can’t wait to be chained up herself. I tell her that she will be but not until after our dinner date. She smiles. I kiss her on her cheek and run my hands over her body. She lets out a sigh. I slide my hands over her breasts, rubbing her nipples through her dress. I feel them hard, poking through the dress. I slide my hands further down her body. I grope her ass with both hands, running my thumb down between her cheeks. She arches her back and pokes out her ass, making it look even more stunning. I slap her ass and listen to her groan. She sounds so beautiful when she groans. I slide my hand under her dress and rub her wet pussy through her black lacy panties. She moans as my fingers find her clit and rub it in circles. I tell her she’s overdressed for the date. She tells me she is barely wearing any clothing as it is. I hook my finger under her panties and pull them down. She makes a cute squeaking sound, not expecting to be stripped of her panties so soon after ...