I first noticed her the week after I moved into my new apartment. I remember the moment well. She was tall--nearly six feet tall--and had black hair down to the middle of her back. Sharp blue eyes peered out from under that hair, and mesmerized me from the beginning. With out a bra on, the nipples of her full chest poked out of her white tank top. She had a beautifully round butt that seemingly jumped when she stepped. A pair of long, tan legs punctuated her lean frame. From head to toe, she was the total package.
My favorite days were when she did laundry. She would hang her jeans in front of her apartment and I couldn't help but fantasize. I knew what those jeans looked like when they came to life--a full butt that was enough to keep your mind busy and legs that stretched on and on. I could only imagine what it would be like to slowly take those jeans off and uncover her treasures.
Maybe it was how I watched her hang her jeans or get her mail, but before long it was clear that she knew I wanted her. She started leaving her window open as she cooked in the kitchen. She spent more time in front of our apartment complex. One day, after I took the trash out, she was walking to check her mail and started to talk to me. It was a friendly enough conversation--we introduced our jobs and ourselves, we talked about where we were from and how we liked this apartment complex. It was an innocent interaction, but I was on cloud nine.
A few weeks later, there was a knock on my door. It was her. It took me a minute to calm my nerves and ask her what she needed. She explained she locked herself out of her apartment and the manager was coming to let her in. She was wondering if maybe she, "could hang out here until he came by."
I said yes so quickly that I almost stumbled over the simple word. As she entered my apartment, I noticed that she had on those jeans and I tried to quickly tidy up the place as I offered her a seat on the couch.
"I was just making some dinner. Would you care for some?"
"Um, sure, what are you making?" She replied.
I tried to remain as calm as I could, "Just some chicken and rice. Sound good?"
"Sure, what can I do to help?"
She came to the kitchen and I told her that I was almost done and to just open a bottle of wine and relax. She poured both of us a glass and stayed in the kitchen and we talked. The conversation flowed pretty naturally and before I knew it we were making jokes and getting along quite well.
We sat down to eat and the ease of our conversation continued. After the meal, and another glass of wine, the conversation slowed.
"So, I guess our manager isn't that prompt of a guy?" I asked.
"I'm so sorry, am I keeping you from something?" She replied.
Her sharp blue eyes and dark hair framed her face beautifully. She could stay here forever, as far as I was concerned. After a few minutes of watching TV, I put my arm along the back of the couch, behind her shoulders. She looked at me, smiled and put her hand on my knee. That was enough to get me hard and I struggled to hide my excitement. I leaned toward her and looked at her beautiful eyes. She leaned toward me and our lips pensively touched. Carefully our mouths parted and tongues came together. She laid back and our kissing became more aggressive.
She moved her hand through my hair, down my back and rubbed my cock. I pulled her shirt over her head and freed her full breasts. She sat up and pushed my back against the couch. In one deft movement, she pulled my pants off and found my rock hard cock. She played with it for and soon was taking my entire length in her mouth. She was clearly an expert as she played with my tip, licked my balls and kissed my back door. The latter was surprising and something I had not experienced before, but couldn't help but like.
It wasn't long before I was ready to explode, so I pulled her up to my face and kissed her passionately. I turned her onto the couch and rubbed her pussy through her jeans. But I didn't find a pussy. I felt a hardening cock under those jeans and surprisedly looked up at her.
"I'm sorry, I should have told you." She said as the excitement left her eyes.
Realizing what I had come upon, I needed a minute to process this information. I looked up at those beautiful eyes, framed by that raven's black hair, and saw her soft and full lips. My heart melted.
"I'm okay with it." The words surprised even me.
"Are you sure? You don't have to."
All I could do was nod.
I started take off her jeans--a moment I had fantasized about for months now. She lifted her hips and I slid those jeans off her perfect butt. I found a beautiful black lace thong underneath. I lay back on top of her and we kissed passionately. My hard cock was pressed against her stomach and I could feel her hardening cock poke free from that black lace. The sensation strangely aroused me and I rubbed my crotch against her.
Soon the temptation became too much and I had to touch her stiff rod. The softness of the skin that covered the hard muscle was a sensation I knew well, but, with her, it was new again. My cock leaked and I became aware of a sensation I had never known. I wanted to feel that cock in my mouth.
I went to my knees and stared at the long, round, hard and beautiful penis before me. I had to have it. I began to lick it from the base to the tip and quickly fell in love with the warm, salty flavor. I reached the tip of her cock and slowly parted my lips. I had never felt so horny and I wanted it badly. I took her member into my mouth and pensively lowered my head. With each lunge I tried to take more and more of her cock into my mouth and, after some chocking, I found my nose in her well-trimmed pubic hair. The sweet and salty taste of her pre-cum encouraged me and I increased my bobbing. I loved it! Soon I felt her cock hardening and I knew she was going to cum.
I wasn't ready for her finish, so I pulled off her cock, lay against her and kissed more. She asked if I would be comfortable having sex with her. I was so excited and curious that I couldn't say no. She took my cock and asked if I had any condoms. I ran to my room and came back with some condoms and lube. She opened one condom and slowly unrolled it on my cock. She took some lube in her hand and began stroking my cock.
She looked up at me with those eyes and asked, "Would you rub some of this on me?"
I squirted some lube onto my fingers and, for the first time in my life, rubbed an asshole. She moaned with pleasure and began pressing against my fingers. It was clear that she was ready.
She laid me on my back and asked me if I was ready. I brought my cock to her hole and pressed it in. As my head entered, she let out a gasp and excitedly pressed against my rod. I was soon all the way inside her hole and, after it grew accustomed to my size, I was moving quickly in and out. Her perky breasts were bouncing with our thrusts and, and her cock was doing the same thing. It was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.
Her moans encouraged me and, as she bucked against my hips, I was knew I wouldn't last long. Maybe it was the surprise of the whole thing or maybe it was the excitement of finally having her, but it wasn't long before I was ready to cum. With one last thrust, I filled her hole and exploded in her. She clinched down on my cock and it was the most intense orgasm of my life.
We kissed, stared at each other, and caught our breath. When I pulled myself out of my first asshole, she gave me a look that could only mean one thing. The thought scared me but my curiosity and excitement won out.
I looked knowingly into her eyes, "Yes, you can."
I peeled a condom over her hard cock and, remembering her expertise, covered it with lube. After I was sure that she was well lubricated, I moved her into position. I moved onto my back and brought my knees up. She began to finger my hole and it felt so good that my cock began so spring back to life. Soon I was begging her to put it in me. She obliged and put her head against my hole.
At that moment, I wasn't sure I could handle such a big cock, but I couldn't back out now. She pressed into my hips and I felt my body relax and let her into me. Once she was all the way in my hole, she stopped. I savored that moment--such a unique sensation and simultaneously highly anticipated encounter. Slowly she began to move inside of me and, after I was accustomed to the feeling, I moved with her too.
It wasn't long before I was bucking my hips and begging her to pound me harder. Her breasts swayed and bounced as she thrust into my hole. Again, I was drawn to her eyes. They drew me in as she looked down at me--such a beautiful blue.
Her breaths became shorter and her thrusts faster, and I knew she was going to cum. At that moment I said something I had never imagined saying.
"I want to swallow your cum." I exclaimed.
There was a look of surprise on her face and she pulled out of my hole and took off her condom. I didn't like the emptiness, but I was excited for what remained. Quickly I sprang to my knees and put a cock in my mouth for just the second time in my life. She shoved her cock into my mouth and, in one thrust, I was swallowing the entire length. I felt her harden, her balls clench and prepared myself for her honey.
Soon she was frozen in orgasm. Immediately I felt her cum flood my throat. I tried to swallow it as much as possible but, it became clear that I wouldn't be able to take it all. Some of her seed leaked out of the side of my mouth, as I took stream after stream as deeply ask I could.
When the torrent was finished, she pulled out of my mouth and licked the cum from my cheeks. We kissed and fell back onto the couch.
"That was amazing." I exclaimed.
"Thank you." She said and cuddled into my chest.
She picked up her phone and called the apartment manager. She said she didn't need him to let her in tonight and that he could come tomorrow morning. I couldn't have been happier.
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