My experimentation with a black man - Sex Stories

My experimentation with a black man

I am going to start this story, beginning with how I came to know Jack Miller. I was only sixteen years old. I was new in the world of sex, I wanted to try new things, see new things, feel new things, and experience everything I had set my mind to. My father worked as a manager and owner of his factory business that he usually spoke nothing of. He would ask me and my mother to never ask about his job. All I was able to catch onto was that it was dirty dirty business. The kind that was unessessary for his daughter and wife to concern themselves with. But back to the story. My father invited his partner, Jack Miller, over to our house for dinner. It wasn't until then that my sexual fantasies came to life. This, is how everything began. "Lacie! Hurry up and get ready, our guest is going to be here soon! and, please, TRY to look decent. We want to make a good impression" I rolled my eyes at my father, hearing him all the way from up in my room even though he was downstairs in the kitchen. I decided I wanted to wear this new dress that I bought at the mall yesterday with my best friend Alexis. I had bought it because it made my green eyes pop with it's light, pastel pink color. It flowed down right above my knee and moved like silk in the wind, even though it was a lighter material. It shimmered with each angle i turned to, and made my bust look completely ravishing. I finished my soft makeup and admired the beautiful work I'd done in making myself look absolutely delicious. As ...

... I was walking out of my room I looked at myself in my closet mirror. My black hair ran perfectly down and slightly below my breasts. I had a soft expression on my face, my skin looked milky and my lips made a cute little pout. I suddenly felt an urge to touch myself. I lowered my hand slowly into my panties to touch my completely shaven pussy lips, I used two fingers to slide in between my clit so that I could feel the soft, wet, and warm feeling that made me shiver in my own skin. I was holding back so much tension in my tiny little cunt from my clit, to my legs, stomach, and arms. The slightest touch down there was ecstacy. I started to put one finger into my pussy when my father banged loudly on the door, "LACIE, COME DOWN NOW. I'M TIRED OF WAITING. OUR GUEST IS HERE." He said in a very strong voice which nearly scared me half to death. I quickly pulled my hand out of my lace panties, fixed my hair, and went downstairs to greet my father's partner, Jack Miller. I went to stand next to my mother while my father opened our door, and when he opened the door, I saw the man I instantly knew I wanted to lose my virginity to. This man wasn't just any typical guy...He was tall, about 6'4, with broad shoulders, a chiseled chin with a bit of a beard. He was a black man that had brilliant light brown eyes and a big sharp smile. He reminded me of an adult Tiger, with the way he walked into our home, the way he gave me a scared feeling yet I was wet in my panties. I wanted to run away ...