A Much Needed Encounter - Sex Stories

A Much Needed Encounter

... that she was having dinner with a black man, no matter his standing in the community. In the little redneck town that she was from 'good' white girls stayed with their own race; anything else was taboo. That, along with the stories about size, simply insured that Haley was curious about the prospects of being with a man of color. Unfortunately, by the time she had met one that she was attracted to, she had been a married woman. It surprised her that she was so boldly open with Anthony. Hopefully she didn't set false expectations with her verbal faux pas. Oh well, she decided, you only live once and at the very least it would scratch one of her fantasies off the list. There were much worse things that she could be doing. It took some searching through her lingerie drawer, but at last she found the tiny bits of purple lace that she had been saving for an appropriate occasion. Regardless of Anthony getting to see her or not, for tonight Haley intended to feel sexy. Her choice made, it was off to the shower. She could smell the aroma of dinner as she completed her primping. Tanning was the one luxury Haley did not deny herself. Her bronzed skin contrasted nicely with the purple bra that held her best assets on full display. The matching thong felt strange; get over it, she thought. It wasn't that long ago when you wore this stuff every day. The tight white tank top and short denim skirt that she chose would make an enticing form of wrapping paper for what waited inside. She was ...

... as ready as she would ever be. The first sip of wine relaxed Haley and before too long they were chatting as if they had known each other for years. Dinner passed quickly, and slowly the light of day began to fade. It was a night that she did not want to end, and when the invitation to go inside came, there was no hesitation before she accepted. To make love to the man who had provided her with the best evening in recent memory would be the most natural thing to do. In the end, it would be Haley who made the first move. Haley's body burned with the desires of a woman who had not been with a man for more than a year, and when she kissed Anthony it was a total surrender to the lust that had been building for far too long. Her lips parted instantly, welcoming her lover's tongue. He quickly obliged, exploring her mouth with the same fervor that Haley felt. Her toes curled under Anthony's expert attention. The white tank top was soon history. Her full 38 DD's proudly on display shrouded only in purple lace. Anthony's appreciation for her bronzed breasts was evident by the obvious swelling that he made no effort to hide. Haley sank to her knees in front of him; looking deep into his eyes, her fingers sought out the zipper that was now struggling to contain the prize that she craved. After a couple tentative kisses her lips parted, and she slowly took his ebony member into her mouth. The wine had relaxed her, numbing her reflexes, and slowly Haley began to take him deeper, feeling ...