I'm going to meet my potential new Sir tomorrow and I can't stop thinking about it. Images of what could possibly happen tomorrow keep running through my mind. He's mixed like me, but with black and Hispanic, so we're similar, but opposite. I'm caramel, he's mocha. The thought of our skin next to each other evokes images of coffee and cream swirling together. He's the first black guy I've ever really been interested in. The though passes my mind that I'm going to take my first black cock tomorrow night and it stirs something inside of me. I've seen pictures of his cock, so I have an idea of what it looks like and I can't wait to see it in person. It looks huge, but I'm sure its bigger than I'm imagining. He's also a dominant. Something I've had before, but not in quite a while which makes me more nervous and excited. I can't stop thinking about how tomorrow night is going to go...
I showed up at his door at the specified time wearing my blue dress with white flowers. I have no panties on underneath as per his request. I also made sure to shower and shave just before I left the house so I would be fresh for him. My coffee brown, waist-length hair is tied up in a high pony-tail while my bangs softly frame my face and tuck behind my ear. I've got on my push up bra which is making my tits pop out of my dress and flats to accentuate our height difference. I'm 5'8 and he's 5'11. I like to feel small especially with a dominant, so I skipped the heels.
He answers the door wearing a button down shirt, suspenders, tie, and slacks. From the moment he opens the door I want to lick him from top to bottom. He's tall, handsome, well spoken, and very fit. If I had panties on they would have dropped right then. He invites me in and just as I step through the walk way he leans in and kisses me gently. It helps to break some of the tension and we stand there enjoying the moment before I feel his hands wrap around my waist and lift up the bottom of my dress. His hand roams all over my ass making sure I did as told.
"Good girl. No panties just as I requested." He runs his hand along my hip, across my stomach and down to my inner thigh. He gently slips his finger between my lower lips to discover how turned on I am. I gasp lightly and spread my legs a bit so he can get easier access. "Good girl," he encourages as he slips a finger inside of me. I attempt to control my breathing as he glides his fingers gently in and out of my cunt. "So tight. I can't wait to shove my dick in there later. Let me see my pussy."
He slips his fingers out of me and leads me to the center of the living room. "Bend over for me." I lean forward while standing up, rest my hands on the ground and transfer some of my weight on to my hands while my legs spread a bit. I gently rock my ass back and forth while he watches me from behind. He gets on his knees behind me and begins to lick my slit. He runs his tongue along my opening and down to my clit. He begins teasing my clit and a soft moan escapes my lips. He then smacks me on the ass and stands up instructing me to do the same. "Just wanted to do a quick inspection of my new pussy. Want to watch a movie?" He says grinning.
I nodded and followed him on to the couch. I attempted to catch my breath. I was ready and he knew it, but he was going to make me wait. I was frustrated and turned on at the same time. I figured we weren't going to be watching much of the movie anyway, so I picked one I had already seen and way funny. He got us drinks and we sat on the couch together. I sat in the middle of the couch and figured I would let him determine how close he wanted to sit. Never knew how much others liked to cuddle.
When he came back, he sat right next to me and put his arm around me. I figured it was okay to lean in and after a few minutes I was cuddled up with my head on his chest. That's my favorite cuddle spot and his large pectoral underneath definitely enhanced the moment. I attempted to pay attention as the movie started, but my pussy was on fire. I was so horny I was ready to rip his clothes off at that very moment and he knew it. I tried to play it cool and leaned my ass a bit to the side so my juices wouldn't mess up my dress. He sensed my discomfort and kissed me on the forehead. I felt his hand begin to gently stroke my breast as it moved closer to the top of my dress. I looked down and realized my bra was almost half way exposed and my tits were literally popping. I would normally have adjusted, but I figured his hand was already working its way to my nipple and I wasn't going to stop it.
It was agonizingly slowly that he caressed my breast before he let his fingers begin to wander in to my bra. My pussy had calmed down just a bit by that point, but I knew it would get hot again when he got to my nipple. Just as predicted, the moment his finger began to lightly stroke the top of my nipple I drew in a sharp breath which I immediately tried to hide. I know he caught it because a smile ran across his face. "Rather sensitive nipples, baby?" I nodded and tried not to blush. I wrapped my arm around his stomach and sank down a little hiding my red cheeks. All it did was encourage him.
Within a minute his fingers were gently pinching and rolling my nipple between them. I tensed a little while my pussy heated back up. My breath got a little heavier as he began teasing me. His other hand reached up and started pulling down the other side of my bra. I knew I had to speed him along a little or I was going to end up sitting in a puddle. My hand started to gently run across his stomach, then down a bit further to the top of his pants, then down further to feel his cock through his slacks. I was pleased with what I discovered. It felt just about as big as I imagined. The thought of it being inside of me only increased my arousal.