Nathaniel Woodson lay on the couch of his apartment waiting for Kayla to show up. She was late again, but after knowing her for 12 years, he wasn't very surprised. At 23, he was used to all her little habits; which included being late to their movie night. As corny as it may had seemed, it was their tradition. He pushed back the bangs of his messy brown hair and closed his eyes and let his mind wonder. It went straight to thoughts of Kayla, as it often did. He remembered meeting her in the 5th grade when they were ten. He remembered being stuck to her like glue threw high school together. He'd watched her grow from a hyper active little black girl to a fully grown and intelligent young woman. Not to mention how sexy she had become. Standing at 5 ft. 7 to his 6 ft. 3, she had filled out in all the right places and as time had pasted it had become harder and harder not to notice. Nate let his mind drift to the image of the woman's body Kayla had acquired. He thought the full 36 c breast she'd grown and the full and curvy body she carried well. She wasn't a stick (a fact he found very appealing) and all her features suited her well. He thought about her full pink lips, her big brown eyes, her slender waist and the most perfect bottom he'd very had the pleasure to sneak glimpses at. Nate felt his cock start to gain life. Unconsciously, he slipped his left hand down his loose pajama pants and to his warm member. He continued to fantasize about Kayla as he stroked himself slowly. He pictured her soft mocha skin and her sleek black hair that feel on her shoulders. His left hand began to pick of speed. He was so lost in thought that when he heard the banging of someone at his door he nearly fell of the couch. Nate picked himself up and checked the door hole to see Kayla shifting her weight from foot to foot in the cold. He panicking about the thought of Kayla seeing his raging hard on, he ran to the kitchen and grabbed an apron. The banging became louder.
"Be there in a sec!" Nate yelled as he tried to cool himself off.
"Well hurry up Nate! I'm about to freeze out here!" Kayla yelled back.
Nate tried to think of anything to lose the hard on; Granny panties, dead dogs, puke; but it didn't help much. So he resorted throwing cold water from the tap over himself. He shivered and headed for the door.
"Why are you wet?" Kayla asked once inside.
"I was in the shower." Nate lied. He went to his bathroom and dried off. When he returned, Kayla was cozy on the couch in her slick pajama shorts & tank top. "This will be a long night." Nate thought to himself.
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Hours later that night, Nate laid happily on the couch wit Kayla snoozing in his arms. They enjoyed a few flicks and ate pizza and had a few laughs. He always felt happy when Kayla was over, especially when the two of them shared sweet night together. Nate sat up on his elbow and looked down at the beauty before him. Kayla was snoozing quietly, looking like an angel in his arms. Nate brushed some of her soft black hair from her neck. He was tempted like hell to kiss her on her neck. He chided himself for not having the balls to do it; Even though he was painfully aware that her ample bottom was pressed against his cock. The thought that it was mere fabric that kept him from being in her drove Nate crazy. He took deep breaths to banish his erotic thought, but it didn't work. Kayla began to stir a bit and in the process she pressed her ass harder against her suffering friend. Nate bit his bottom lip to stifle a moan. He could barely take anymore. He got off the couch, trying and failing not to wake Kayla in the process.
"Where are you going?" she asked lazily.
"I'm gunna go crash in my bed. Goodnight." Nate answered her in a hurry and ran to his room. He grabbed his laptop and flopped onto his unmade bed. He grabbed one of the porn disks from under his mattress and slipped it into the laptop DVD player. The image of a white male eating the pussy of a black female popped onto the screen. Nate released himself from his shorts and has he ran his hand over his hard cock, he closed his eyes half way and thought about Kayla, knowing that she was just outside the room.
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