I saw you standing on the corner with your 'boyees'. I was driving by and didn't stop but I saw you nod. I figured you and your crew were talking about girls or the game or whatever, so I kept on moving. Since we're both on the down low about what we're doing I knew that I could have stopped and talked, but I had places to go and things to do. I saw you in the mirror when I stopped for the light and you were still looking in my direction. I watched you shift your position, probably trying to adjust your bone in your pants without being too obvious. I know you, man! I grinned as I drove off, thinking about how hot you are, with your insatiable self! I ain't never seen you when you wasn't bone! Your homies don't know about that part of you, but I do.
Seeing you there got me to thinking about the first time we met. You were working in that Korean store selling sneakers. I think you were impressed with the fact that I bought two pairs of Jordans. Anyway, you were so smooth with your handsome self, helping me, making sure everything was right. You used your hands deftly, holding my feet and rubbing my ankles on the sly. I was on to you. I kept looking into your phine black face, smiling and doing the small talk act; thinking about how cute you were and what I'd like to do with you. You were kind of ruffneck so I was moving slowly, but I figured I had you down. Then when you commented on my car I saw a way to make this happen. I invited you for a ride and you jumped at it so fast you almost lost your cool. Naturally, when I came back to pick you up you were standing there, looking phine and grinning.
After that it was easy to get you up to my place. All that talk you were giving me about wanting to be with an older guy. What was that all about, b? I mean I'm only 24. But then, I guess when you're 17 everybody is old. Anyway, we weren't in my place ten minutes before you were on me. All the cool was gone, bro. You were one hot mother. One minute we were looking at CD's and doing the small talk shit and the next minute my tongue was down your throat. Ain't never seen nothing like it. You were naked so fast I thought maybe you had some hidden zippers somewhere. It was then that I got to really look at you.
I don't think you know how phine you are. It ain't because I ain't been trying to tell you, though. Man, you got it going on. Your shit is da bomb, b! Tall and slender, like you been swimming all your life. Ebony colored complexion with just the right sheen, thick bushy eyebrows and big dimples when you smile - all the right stuff. I know all the honeys are checking you out, but you and I know that ain't your thing.
Then you were in my arms and I was cupping your cheeks; feeling those mounds of joy. You just snuggled right up and stuck your stuff out so I could get my finger in the right place. And you just sucking on my ear and moaning like crazy. I'm trying to be cool and you just as hot as you wanna be. I was standing beside you, holding your seven inches in one hand, with a couple of fingers from the other hand working their way up into your hot booty and I was getting to you. You groaning and sighing like you about to lose it and I'm chewing on your earlobe and sucking on your neck while my hands are doing all that good stuff. I don't know how long that went on, but I do recall you were oozing so much stuff I stopped to smear it all over your bone and make it slick in my hand. My fingers in your funky ass never stopped, though. When I got both hands in sync again it didn't take long for you to let loose. What a mess you made, b! Stuff all over the place! Shooting like you trying to set some record. What's up with that?! And you were still bone!
I got you in my bedroom in a hurry. You knew just what to do, too. Laying on the bed on your stomach, showing me that humpy black booty, with those round, muscled globes. Trynna drive me crazy! I was naked and on you so fast I was amazed at myself. My hands went straight to those ebony mounds, spreading them so I could see what my fingers had already felt. There I was, looking at that place of beauty for the first time. I put my face in that valley and sniffed; you was smelling just like you was looking: phine. My tongue went to work on that hot spot and you went over the edge. You were humping up off the bed, trying to help me do what I was doing and I was really enjoying myself. I eased up for a minute and you told me ain't nobody ever done that to you before. That made me really want to get bizzy. I got you to turn over, put your knees against your chest and got mad serious with my tongue on your hole.
Man, you one noisy mother, moaning and groaning all over the place and humping up against my face so I could get deeper and deeper into your stuff. When I started using my tongue like a little spear, letting it dart in and out of your funky hole, I almost sent you into orbit. Then I figured it was time to take this further.
I didn't know until you told me later that you had been opened up by one of your homeys but it had just been a one time thing. I thought you had had some serious experience, but you never had a man's thang in you. When I got us both lubed and got into position I was taking it easy. My rod was on your hole and you were rubbing my chest, playing with my tits and giving me that sexy grin. Then I leaned forward, pushed my dickhead in and you humped up, causing my dick to penetrate right to the depths of your hot passage. You blew my mind, b. You took the whole nine inches in one stroke! How you be so hot, man!
Then I showed you my skills, b. I slammed into you long and hard, hitting that spot that made it good for you. You were holding me tightly and making more noise than anybody I'd ever seen. Your hot ass gripped my pipe, squeezing and releasing with every stroke. You got skills, b! Your long legs were wrapped around me, feet tapping, pulling me back in everytime I pulled out. I gave you almost forty minutes of solid hard fucking and then filled your manpussy with my juice. And you shot a load that soaked us both, screaming and bouncing on the bed in your esctasy.
I pulled out and rolled off you, looking at you with you phine self. You were still bone! But then again, so was I. You wasted no time, climbing on me, positioning your hot ass over my massive cock and easing down until you were sitting on my pubes. This time you controlled the action with your horny self. You rode me like you were on a horse, skewering yourself on my huge pole, rising up and falling down. I just lay there, overwhelmed by the sensations of your tight muscled sheath on my black rod. I don't know how long you kept this going, but remember when I put my hands under your rounded globes and held you up? Then I started slamming up into your funky hole, sliding in and out like a piston. You screamin' like mad and eggin' me on to do what I was going to do anyway. It was real hot and tight up in your funky hole, b. Love being there, but that ain't nothing you don't know already. You love having me there, too. So, I was humping up into you while you were jerking your pipe with me and we both came, making all that good noise again. B, I ain't never seen a kid so hot in my life!
Remember the first time you spent the night? I boned you three times and you were still hungry. What's with you, b? I woke up in the morning and you got my legs over your shoulders, pushing your thang into me. And then you rode me like you ain't had none in a long time. Man, you hot and I love it.
I don't want you to think I'm complaining, 'cause I ain't. I'm just writing this to celebrate the best thing that's ever happened to me. See, the only reason I didn't stop when I saw you today is because I knew you were gonna beep me real soon.
Yeah, there it is. Let's get it on, b!