Bonnie had just moved to the city and knew no one in her apartment building. She dragged her furniture up the steep stairway, around the railing and into her doorway. She was exhausted after two trips up and down the four flights of stairs but still had some essentials to move.
One of the last items was her favorite chair. It was an overstuffed behemoth and moving this item was going to require some extra work. The first flight wasn't bad but the turn was presenting a problem. Suddenly, the chair almost carried itself around the steep turn.
"Let me help ya."
Bonnie heard a cool voice behind her. She turned and saw a young black man about six foot two inches tall. He had hard strong arms and his skin was very dark, like those men one sees in books about Africa. The only difference was this man looked like he had spent many hours lifting weights to develop the sharp clear-cut lines that pushed out through his tight tee shirt.
"Thanks. I didn't know if I'd be able to get this all the way to my apartment. I'm new here... I'm in 4-C."
"Cool. I'm right below, in 3-C."
The man was quiet as he lifted the chair over his head with one arm and continued up the stairs. He moved quickly up the stairs but didn't run. Bonnie hurried to keep up as she ascended the steps. Her face was only inches from the man's ass and she watched his Levi's strain to hold his muscular ass inside the riveted fabric. He set the chair down gently on her carpet and turned to face Bonnie offering his hand.
"I'm Elgin," he said with a nod. Bonnie put her hand in his and noticed the distinct difference in color between their skin--his was ebony and her pale creamy skin looked even whiter against it. A heat was rising inside Bonnie's stomach as she looked at his hand on hers and Elgin's hand seemed to radiate heat to hers. Elgin lowered his face to catch Bonnie's eye.
"What's your name?"
Bonnie blushed furiously and stammered, "I... I'm... Bonnie." With a slight chuckle she continued. "Sorry, I'm a little tired." Elgin nodded and looked around her small apartment.
"You got anything else... to bring up?" Bonnie wasn't really listening. Instead, she was staring into his dark eyes, feeling like he was pulling her soul out of her body.
"Hm... Oh no. Nothing that can't wait," she muttered nervously.
"Alright. Stomp on the floor when you're ready." And he was gone. Bonnie swallowed hard. What did he mean, "When you're ready?" She had butterflies in her stomach like a little schoolgirl.
Christ, she thought. It's been almost a month since I had sex with that asshole I was living with. I've got to get used to being around people again. She did miss having someone around to talk to and cook with, but that was all.
Bonnie's stomach was still in knots so she closed the drapes and dug through a box labeled "bedroom." Maybe a little relaxation was in order.
She sighed as she pulled her plug-in vibrator out of the box of tampons. It was a good place to hide what she called "her little friend." Nobody would go through a tampon box so it was a safe place to hide it. Pushing the plug in the wall, it started up immediately. This startled her. She thought, This Elgin guy has really got under my skin. She figured a good-looking guy like that would be married or gay. Besides which, she wasn't looking for anybody right now, she'd just broken off one relationship.
With her thumbs in her stretch pants, she eased them to her ankles and sat back in her chair. Her knees fell open and the cool breeze that hit her sex felt refreshing. Her head fell back onto the back of the chair as she started the pink device slowly at first. Resting it on her mons the vibrations shook her pelvis and her hips simultaneously. This was going to be a good come, she thought.
Her hand slid the machine downward through the light brown bush that guarded her moist folds and the moment it rattled across her swollen clit, her whole body flinched. She realized her encounter with Elgin had made her very excited. When she dipped the vibrating head of the pink toy inside her puffy lips, she realized she was wet: very wet. Suddenly the vibrator slipped in easily, and was shaking her insides and tickling her rectum. Never before, had she felt this stimulation in her ass. It jiggled her and she grabbed her nipples quickly. She had to. She squeezed them hard through her bra and tee shirt. With a quick movement, she yanked the vibrator out of her pussy and took a deep breath. It had never given her that much stimulation before. In her mind, she thought that going without sex for a month had made her a little crazy.
She grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt, pulled it over her head, and quickly undid her bra. Bonnie didn't bother to pull the straps off her shoulders. She needed that dancing toy back inside her body quickly. She twisted the bottom of her pink vibrator until it hummed loudly and shoved it inside her aching pussy. Now she screwed her eyes shut as her head fell back onto the chair again. She could see Elgin's dark smooth skin and his broad shoulders. Suddenly she felt a pain in her nipple. She had been squeezing harder than usual but the pain felt good somehow. Her fingers came to her mouth and as she licked them, she grabbed her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
Blue sheets of pleasure shot through her eyes as she clamped them closed. Then, Elgin loomed in her mind, big and foreboding. She slipped out of her chair and onto the carpet in the midst of her massive orgasm. Her mouth fell open and the vibrator was on the carpey. It was pushed to the limit of her body as she sat on her heels, the device unable to escape her attacks, pointing upward from the floor. With both hands twisting her pink nipples, she felt her insides spasm and wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. It started in her pussy and visited her ass where it tickled something deep inside. A tickle she knew she would have to scratch someday. From there, the pleasure crawled up her spine to her ribs and darted to her nipples causing her to twist them again. The pain in her nipple caused the sensation to rise up her chest and into face and finally come to rest in the nape of her neck. She bucked several times against her toy and was finally satisfied.
Now, tears rolled down her cheek: her best orgasm ever and she had no one to share it with. She sniffled, grabbed a blanket out of a box, wrapped it around herself, sat back in her favorite chair, and cried herself to sleep.
A knock on the door woke her up. She stumbled towards the noise in the dark unfamiliar apartment. As she pulled on the handle, she remembered she only had a blanket on her body and drew her other arm across the front of her body so it wouldn't fall to her feet. Elgin stood outside in the early morning.
"Hi. I thought I could help you get the rest of your stuff."
"Um," she sighed sleepily. "It's not that important."
"I figured you might be tired after last night."
Bonnie's eyes grew wide. "Because of the move?"
Elgin glanced away before he spoke. "No. You can hear things through the floor." He said softly.
Bonnie felt the color drain from her face. "Like what?" she squeaked.
"It's okay. I understand. It's hard to move and you get lonely..." Elgin smiled. She realized that this was the first time she had seen him smile. His teeth were white and straight, but at that moment Bonnie wanted to melt into the carpet.
"So just let me know when you want to get the rest of your stuff," Elgin nodded and turned to walk away.
"Wait." Bonnie didn't know what to say next. "I'm... sorry... um..."
"S'okay. No harm done."
"Wait, Elgin... please come in."
"Sure." When he stepped through the doorway Bonnie was so embarrassed she stood frozen by the door. He turned to face her. "It's okay, really."
Finally, she closed the door and was able to speak.
"I don't know what to say, Elgin. You're so nice."
