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It had been a week since I had seen Danielle. My "Private Dancer," what a stunning petite Tina Turner transgender woman she so resembled. I was getting distracted in tort cases, and my partners at the firm had noticed. Perhaps they thought it was the hours I was working, or the even bigger cups of coffee and energy drinks. Yet the bottom line was deep down, I was so sexually invigorated by my recent new lady friend, and couldn't stop thinking about how intoxicating she was. Her eyes, scent, those long purple nails. Her dark black skin and those medium sized perfectly shaped tits, those shaved legs that look like they were insured by Sotheby's. The feeling of her lips on mine, how she felt as I held her, as our bodies collided to become one. It was intense, and as I prepared work for clients, I was in another world of bliss although the frustration had started to kick in. Danielle cancelled a date and I was pent up, especially after we had passionately made love, and came together in a symphony of sexuality.
We were still talking though. I enjoyed our phone conversations and texts. She was so intelligent, vivacious, and really knew a lot about art history and about flowers. I had never had much interest in flowers, but she told me about various ones in nature, and how they either helped or even hurt the ecosystem. Danielle promised to show me around at the New York City Botanical Gardens someday. Apparently she had a busy week cutting hair at the salon, but the good news was the weekend was coming up. I filed paperwork on a evidence hearing scheduled soon, and sat at my desk, knowing tomorrow that we'd be out on the town. Hopefully more as my balls weighed heavily, and already having low hangers and an eight inch cock, was a lot to carry around even in normal times. Yet she had lit my fuse, and with my hydrant filling up, it was past time to get down to business.
It wasn't out of disrespect, as I valued Danielles company, including dropping the hammer on her at my place and hers. She even had me hard thinking about her playing pocket pool, with my shaft in the cab with the driver unaware. He probably thought she was a biological woman, and even if he didn't, probably would have "wanted to hit that." Tonight I was going to her house, for dinner and a movie. Upon hearing from the director that work was done, I put my suit jacket back on, and headed to the doors. Our doorman Barry "wished a good weekend," and I sent him a similar message. He had been a fixture for years, and every Christmas all of us, made sure to tip the living daylights out of him. What really made us happy, was that with these tips, he was able to get his kids into private colleges. State schools were decent, but his son and daughter deserved the best.
Stopping by a liquor store, I found a romantic red wine. The cashier rang me up. He looked like he was a wino from the street corner. His mustard stains on his shirt, showed he recently visited the hot dog vendor, and eyed me saying "you must be getting lucky tonight with this Bordeaux." "Hope so." Walking out and trying to hail a taxi was going to be a challenge. Everyone was out and about in the financial district, but finally I was in one of the yellows, on the way to Brooklyn where my favorite sensual lady lived. The cab stunk of multiple people, but that's what you got living in New York City. 9 million folks hunkered together, with density seen this side of Tokyo. Horns and not the best drivers everywhere, cabbies have the ultimate advantage in this vehicular war zone.
The lock turned, and I could hear this sound, as if it was Dolby quality. There stood Danielle, looking elegant in a bright red skirt, and red heels to match, with a silver necklace and feminine ladies watch on her wrist. Those captivating eyes, that lovely 5'6 figure, the smile that was so alluring. "You're late," she kissed me and grinned, with her warm hands behind my neck. All I could do was turn on the charm and shrug, "better late than never lovely." We kissed, embraced, and she took my jacket off and into her small hallway closet. On the table, she filled up our wine glasses with what I brought, and there was a delicious looking Chinese style feast on the plates. "I learned to cook from a Chinese neighbor," she said and as we dined, we talked about our work weeks, along with getting to know each other better. "Why don't you take off your tie?" She was correct. It was time to relax.
Watching a movie on her couch, it felt so good to cuddle with her. Her petite size fit my 6'4 frame well, and I liked how she soothed my biceps that had gotten some time at the gym. It was a science fiction flick, and while somewhat entertaining, I could smell her perfume and looking into her eyes, we connected with an intensity that could only be described as unbridled. Our lips created a new form of electricity. As our tongues danced together I could feel my cock get hard, and hers as well. She was literally breathing so hard, and she finally said, "take me to the bedroom baby, I'm in heat." I picked her up, and gently placed on her on the bed, as she sexually took off her heels, and we both were holding together kissing. She took my shirt and pants off, and then my tighty white underpants that didn't have room anymore. We kissed and I went up and down her neck, and as her skirt came off in one step, I could feel her boobs on my chest and her cock running against mine. She was so hard, smooth as velvet all over, and that floral intoxicating scent and her sweet sweat made me literally fired up.
As we kissed I played with her chest, and saw her purple nails and black fingers, contrast so sharply with my bright white penis. Oh yes she felt my cock and balls up so well, and she shook as I sucked her tits. Her small black nipples were so sensitive, and I made my way down her, and drove her crazy by sucking her toes. Oh yes, she literally bounced all over the place. She was moaning so loudly, and as she touched her she cock, I told her "leave that to me." Looking at her, she nodded, and I started to touch her dick, gently massaged her shaved balls and pubic area that were highly erroneous. She started to grab the blankets with her fingers when I rimmed her, and started to finger her, with the lube that was on the nightstand. We were both buck naked, and before I could do anything, she was between my legs deepthroating me.
Oh her thick lips, her blonde hair, and dark brown eyes with the ebony skin drove me to another dimension. She really knew how to suck a cock. Full force like a vacuum, her slobber up and down my pole. Oh my goodness. Her licking and slurping on my testicles was incredible. The room spinning and every nerve ending was charged with electrons. We kissed and made love, and while she slowly pulled me in due to my length and girth, soon we were fucking like wild animals. The primal urges. The warm sensation. Grabbing her hips and her long blonde hair, as I pumped her with all of my aggression. We both kissed as I was on top of her, and when she rode me, it was amazing to play with her boobs and shaved cock that was beyond hard. Everything was a feeling that words are defied by, as our connection was complete, and I got turned on more watching my white penis breach her black ass.
As she took me from the side, I massaged her balls, and we kissed. I could look down and see my whole dick was in her. All in. As I thrust with the springs in my legs, she moaned and I saw her penis explode with globs of cum everywhere. This turned me on, and with a surge of adrenaline, I felt the tanks stir. Oh yes the reality of all the tension was about to fly free, as my balls exploded in her. She cried out in pleasure along with me, the masculine and feminine together enjoying the bliss of massive orgasms. Kissing, hugging, we fell asleep naked next to each other cuddled up. In the morning she woke me up with a cup of coffee, and informed me "you need to fuck me like that again baby." I was more than happy to comply, as the whole weekend we were on each other, and I limped into my office Monday with a smile of relief as the next work week began.