Watching Kingston in the shower through the reflection of the bathroom mirror was making Rebecca reconsider waiting. He'd been a perfect gentleman with her - wining and dining her and treating her with the utmost respect. But Rebecca was hesitant to get into a relationship with Kingston. This was the first time she had ever dated a black man. Her folks seemed to be ok with it but she was unsure about her friends. She couldn't help but notice the way some Black women looked at her when Kingston and her were out. Like she had gotten away with murder and was still running around on the streets. The site of Kingston's tantalizing dick in the mirror brought on an orgasmic tingle throughout Rebecca's body that erased all hesitation. It was huge! It hung from Kingston's body like an enormous exotic fruit covered in the mist of the rain forest. The tightness of his smooth flawless dark body confirmed that with each thrust, Rebecca would reach new heights of pleasure. With this thought, her hand unknowingly found the center of her throbbing excitement. Rebecca was reluctant to move it away, but she did so out of fear that Kingston would notice it there.
As he turned in full view of her, Rebecca caught the sight of what this fine, virile black man had to offer. She loved his smooth dark chocolate skin, his athletic six foot two frame and, his jet-black hair that was cut very short, just about bald and his clean-shaven face. A gasp escaped her lips with her discovery. She was caught. Kingston turned to her with a look of confidence and seduction. He didn't acknowledge her right away, but instead began to slowly stroke his manhood to tease Rebecca.
Rebecca couldn't believe what he was doing. Kingston leisurely stepped out of the shower and walked past her. He knew she was watching him in the shower with her mouth wide open. He knew she wanted him. Rebecca wanted Kingston to fuck her, but didn't know how to tell him. She didn't know how to tell him all the naughty little things she wanted him to do to her. How could she tell him all the freaky things she thinks about while she masturbates during the late night hours? Kingston continued the game just a little while longer. Hell, she'd made him wait almost four months.
Rebecca finally came in to the bedroom behind him. Jay Holiday was playing softly in the background. His seductive voice singing "Bed" made Rebecca blush. A mischievous grin crossed Kingston's face. "Damn!"
Rebecca looked so sexy. She had showered before him. Now she wore white, stretch, Calvin Klein boy short that cupped her pussy just right. Her matching ribbed, white tank top stretched over Rebecca's B-cup breasts, highlighting her large nipples. He admired her sexy body; her shapely smooth legs, her firm stomach, and her just loved her petite fingers with her manicured French nails. Kingston didn't think he was going to be able to play this game with Rebecca any longer. She was making his dick hard.
Fuck! He couldn't hide what he was feeling.
Kingston walked to the dresser, his throbbing cock bobbed up and down with each step until he lighted the vanilla scented candles. By the time he turned around to walk over to her, she was in the bed watching him. Rebecca's fears left her and she was bold at this point, not turning her head away in embarrassment. Instead she slowly crawled to the end of the bed and met Kingston's manhood, kissing it like a long-lost friend. Rebecca rubbed his dick over her lips, over her chin, under her neck. Kingston ground his hips as he felt the slippery warmth of Rebecca's mouth even as she parted her lips. Slowly her tongue encircled the mushrooming swollen head and his eyes closed tight. She rubbed her cheeks with the back of his curled fingers and she could tell he knew she was in control. Rebecca allowed his body to enter her mouth. He felt the soft skin of her lips, the smooth surface of her teeth. Kingston felt the soft folds of flesh inside her cheek and he watched her mouth expand in amazement as she swallowed all of him deep into the back of her throat. His neck whipped back and his hands closed into shaking fists from the sensation.
Rebecca looked into Kingston's eyes and eased him out of the silky warmth of her mouth. She took her hands from his slick, dark dick, allowing it to stand up. Rebecca looked at the thick veins that broke like a river. She looked at the mahogany cord running on the underside that looked like a half-buried cable. Rebecca smiled and kissed his throbbing tip once again and he could see by the look in her eyes that she wanted him inside of her.
Kingston pulled back but Rebecca recaptured him in her mouth. His toes curled into the cool thick carpet. Her pink lips slid wetly over the soft chocolate skin on his dick.
"Baby, you taste so good," Rebecca said, and then swirled her hot tongue over Kingston's dick. She growled, "I love the smell of you." She slid her sweet, sexy lips up and down the outside of his immense shaft and Kingston gently pushed her head back as he fought the temptation to lose control.
Kingston didn't realize how much tension he had built up. He wanted her so bad. Four long months he'd watched her erotic walk with her curvy hips and her small but round ass. He listened to the seductive way she read her secret poems that she only read to him. He wanted her.
He looked at this amazing woman as she undressed without releasing him from her mouth. She effortlessly slipped out of her white tank top and boy shorts; Kingston was amazed. Her nipples were pink and hard. Kingston licked his full lips at the sight of them as if already tasting them.
Kingston couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled his body away from Rebecca and watched her present her body to him. He sat next to her and swept his eyes over her tantalizing figure. Over her creamy soft curves and the hairless fleshy mound he couldn't wait to enter. He sensed Rebecca wanted to say something, but Kingston quickly covered her mouth with the fullness of his lips and slowly covered her body with his.
Kingston kissed Rebecca's lips then inched down to her collarbone and her erect nipples. They were as pink and thick as gumdrops and sweeter than the sugar coating. His lips circled them slowly and he knew he had hit a sensitive spot by the way her body jerked, and her mouth opened releasing a small gasp. With this, Rebecca felt the pulsating begin between her legs. Kingston heard her breathing quicken. He sensed her anticipation, and his mouth slid farther down her abdomen.
He slid his tongue in and out of Rebecca's navel and she whispered Kingston's name. His kisses slid down a little lower, and her moans became more urgent.
Kingston smelled her arousal, drawing him closer to her essence. He kissed her softly above her silky mound and under her trembling abdomen. Then his tongue slid lightly over Rebecca's swollen clit.
At first, Kingston licked it slowly, gently. Then as Rebecca began to writhe, he tongues her a little faster, up and down and back and forth flickering as fast as he can. Rebecca, now felt her orgasm mounting, grabbed Kingston's head pushing him into her dripping pussy. She watched his head buried between her legs with her eyes barely open. The blend of chocolate and cream turned her on even more. He locked her thighs over his shoulders and positioned her for the ride he knows she'll never forget. Kingston ordered her to put her arms around his neck. Kingston looked up and said, "Rebecca, put your hands around my head."
She panted, "What?" She was confused but Rebecca complied without question. In one motion, Kingston lifted her from the bed, and she rode his shoulders to a corner of the room. He planted her like a flag against the wall with her feet kicking back and forth as if she was in a swing and he opened her up with his tongue. The deeper Kingston licked, the faster Rebecca ground until he felt her thighs stiffen like a board. He knew she was about to come.
Rebecca's mouth opened to scream but not a sound left her throat. She grabbed the back of his head; her thighs gripping him like a vice. She pushed herself away from the wall and they fell onto the bed in a chocolate-vanilla swirl.
Rebecca's mind spun, thinking if I 'd known he could eat pussy like this, I would have surrendered a long time ago. She cursed her friend Jane in her mind for telling her that black men don't eat pussy.
Rebecca's breathing was shallow and ragged, sweat dripped from her forehead down between her glistening breasts. She reached up and grabbed the headboard, making her way to her knees and arching her back. Kingston brought his large strong hands up, gently spread her swollen lips apart and slid his tongue in deeper than it had ever been before. Just the salty sweet syrup of her pussy made his dick throb even harder. His tongue moved up and slowly traced circles around her coral pink asshole. He then slowly flicked his tongue over her tight hole and then pushed deeper and deeper inside. No man had ever done this to Rebecca before and she loved the wayward sensation she was feeling. She felt naughty, sexy and desired more than ever before.
Flipping Rebecca over and onto her back Kingston looked into her beautiful eyes, which had attracted him to her since day one. There was a glow on her face and a smile on her mouth.
