I couldn't believe I was standing in front of my car, watching Shawn unbutton his shirt as he walked over to me. I begin to speak, but he slipped a finger over my lips, and motioned for me not to speak a word. I could feel my heart begin to race, as his hands worked down the sides of my body and his lips met mine. His lips seem to melt against mine, I was surprised by the softness, and even more at the tenderness he used as he kissed me. Shawn moved me over to the front of the car and then laid me against the hood, kissing me my neck. He then began to suck on my nipples, which were already tender and sensitive, through the fabric of my dress. I could feel his hands work the button on my dress loose, as he bent over in front of me and lifted one of my legs. Shawn took a seat between my legs, removed my shoe.
Then he repeated the same thing with the other foot but took my foot and placed it on his chest. I begin to rub the sole of my foot over his chest, which gave a sense of being in control of the whole situation, and cause me to relax. In fact, I was relaxed to the point that I no longer thought about the cars around the corner, my husband, or the fact that Shawn was black. I was infatuated with the way he moved and the things he did. I loved seeing his large black hands massage my ankle and calf as I rubbed my foot over his chest and crotch. I could feel his dick beginning to get hard in his pants, just before he began to kiss my ankle and work his way up my leg. Shawn inched painfully slow up my leg, moving his tongue at a snail's pace on my inner thigh, as if he was enjoying torturing me.
Shawn's hands slipped off the small of my back, onto my ass, and then down and back up my legs, hooking into the band of my panties and pulling them down over my thighs. A chill shot through my spine as the tips of his hands rubbed the back of my knees, just before he let my panties fall over my feet. I removed one of my feet from my panties, and spread my legs. I could feel the breeze on my exposed legs, especially on my inner thighs, where the wet cloth of my panties touched as they slid down my legs. He began to bite gently on my inner thigh as he stroked the small of my back. I opened my legs wider, giving him better access at my pussy. Instead, he began to kiss on my stomach and massage my back muscles until they felt like butter beneath his fingers.
Shawn then slipped his tongue into my navel, carefully licking as if he was eating my pussy, which by was dripping. I could feel droplets of my fluid slip from my lips and onto my thigh. I wanted him to touch my pussy, so bad, but he hadn't made a move toward it yet. I couldn't stand Shawn's teasing anymore, so I moved my hands toward my clit, which was begging for attention. Shawn stopped me and looked up at me, as he pulled my dress down my shoulders. I wanted to stop him, but didn't. Shawn had stripped me completely naked, and I couldn't believe I had let him. Then, I realized why I had let him, as his hands spread my legs, then his fingers spread my lips, and his lips feel upon my clit, making my knees seem to wobble. I managed to slide up on the hood of my car, as his tongue began to gently flicker across my clit, slowly increasing in pace and in intensity. Soon his tongue was savagely flicking at my clit. His eyes looking into mine as they stared down at him.
