King Vincent Parts 1 and 2 - Sex Stories

King Vincent Parts 1 and 2

... on the “interview” portion of our encounter, because it went exactly as I have already described, with one little difference. When he showed me my room, he let me walk in first, and I was standing there pretending to size up the room, he quietly got right up behind me and said, “It’s nice, isn’t it?” When he did so, his rock hard cock grazed my butt cheeks, and he made a grunting sound ever so slightly, so that I could hear him. It gave me goosebumps all over my body.

When I went into the bathroom, he excused himself, then came right back in and handed me my outfit. All of my fears about the lingerie he would have for me were eliminated after I looked in the bag. The babydoll nightie was Victoria’s Secret, and was black satin with pink details around the bra cups, and little pink bows at the hems of the slip. VS is not the nicest stuff, but it’s damn sure not Walmart quality, either.

The panties were soft black lace with a nice big hole in the rear where my pussy was. They weren’t something I would have picked out, but they were pretty, and gave him full access. The lipstick was Covergirl, and the color was called “Seduce Scarlet.” I put on the panties and nightie, applied a thick coat of lipstick on my lips, and checked myself to make sure I was nice and clean, then exited the bathroom.

I didn’t have to act nervous or vulnerable as I walked into his room, because I really was. He was under the covers, and had some 70’s R&B ballads playing in the background. There ...

... was a compilation of amateur interracial sissy porn playing on what must have been a 50” flat screen that was propped up on a trunk at the end of his bed.

“Come here, girl,” he said to me, and pulled the covers back to reveal that he was totally nude. His dick was relatively flaccid, and it still kinda looked big. He said, “Put your head on my chest, and get warm,” which I did so immediately.

He stroked my hair with one of his big hands, and I began to feel soothing comfort radiating off of him. I glanced over on his nightstand to see a tube of lube, some magnum condoms, a bottle of poppers, and a vape pen, then started instinctively rubbing his chest and belly, and gently kissing and licking on his nipples. He was making pleasant and approving sounds as I did so.

“That dick ain’t gonna get mad at you if you grab it,” he said, then kissed me on the top of the head, and I immediately got one of my hands on it. I gently stroked it in my hand as he exhaled in pleasure and laid back to enjoy it.

I love when a cock begins to stiffen as I hold it. There’s something so empowering about it to me. I’m making that cock hard. He’s getting hard because I am exciting him, and that is a total turn on. The only issue I have in this scenario is that as soon as it starts to grow, I have an uncontrollable urge to begin sucking it. I wouldn’t call it an issue, I reckon. It’s just my genuine cock slut reaction.

I heard him taking a pull off of his vape pen, and it smelled like ...