As Jess and I drank our martinis and chatted about what guys we found to be hot in the bar, I spotted a handsome guy sitting with a pretty Spanish looking chick in a dark corner of the room. He was tall and had a suit on and was talking to the girl with her back to us, when I caught his eye.
Jess and I visit the place on occasion, always looking for a good time. Most people are dressed nicely, because the bar is within walking distance of the financial district in the city. I was wearing a short black dress with three inch pumps, and a pearl necklace. My friends tease me about my necklace, because it is usually replaced with the real thing by night's end. I love to give head. I'm told that I'm really good at it by guys and I always get what I want at some point; a mouthful of hot semen. I haven't found any guys who dislike my appetite for it, no surprise.
We made eye contact for just long enough before I turned away, to make the guy's interest in me blossom into coming over and talking to me. He said his name was Chuck and he found me stunning. I asked about the girl he left behind, who was leaving the bar without him. He said he just met her and that they chatted for a bit about this and that--no strings. I laughed to myself. No strings here either fella; I don't wear panties when I go out to bars.
Chuck was very athletic looking and quite handsome. He was very charming and he quickly moved into my safe zone and was already in my 'fuckable' zone. We talked for a while and then he asked me to leave with him. I accepted, saying goodbye to Jess for the night. As we walked out he politely lead me out with his hand on my lower back, so he could feel for a thong or a g-string I imagined. He obviously found neither. The second we were outside at the street, we were alone and made an intimate eye contact. That's all it took for us to embrace one another in a passionate French kiss. Chuck lit my fire and I began to feel my pussy getting moist already. We got into our cars and I followed him to his place.
Once we arrived at his apartment, Chuck offered me a drink, as I sat down on his sofa.
"Sure. Wine, if you have it." I said to him.
"I do. Right away and feel at home." He told me.
He lived on the 9th floor of a new building downtown in the city. The living room where I sat had a large balcony overlooking the busy street below, and there were no blinds or curtains covering the huge sliding glass doors. Practically anyone bothering to look in could see everything happening, or what would happen in the large room.
Chuck brought me a glass of white wine and I drank some. He sat next to me on the sofa and quickly had his arm around me as we both looked out at the city. No words were spoken as we turned to face each other and kissed again. This time, he had his hand down at my waist, but only briefly as he continued up to meet my breast with a delicate caress. My pussy was on burning by that time. I wanted him to tear my dress off and fuck me already. I gently pushed him away from me, stood up, and then put my wine down. With both hands, I lifted my dress off over my head, leaving me bare naked for him, wearing only my pumps. Chuck was very pleased with what he saw before him; I do have a fit body and beautiful fake C boobs. Chuck wasted no time in moving himself to the edge of the sofa, then grabbing my waist and running his tongue over my flat, smooth belly. He ran his tongue over my erect nipples, lightly biting them, sending a chill down my back. I was so turned on that I completely forgot the fact that the whole city could be watching through the sliders. I didn't care.
Chuck ran his large hand down from my waistline to between my legs, stopping to rub his fingers between my pussy lips. I was so wet that when he pushed his finger inside of me, it just glided directly in with no resistance. I was in heaven at that moment. This strange black man was fondling me in front of an open window, and we had only just met. What a rush I felt. I couldn't wait for him to make his next move. He began kissing my pubic hair, working his way down to my pussy. His tongue found my clit and began a circular motion, which started my body trembling with pleasure. I get shaky when I receive a lot of stimulation, and this guy knew what he was doing. I felt that familiar weakening of all my muscles as I was preparing to cum.
It was his turn to feel good. I pried his face from my pussy, and pulled him up and switched positions with him on the sofa. Chuck unbuttoned his shirt and I unbuckled the belt from his pants. I undid the button and pulled down the zipper, then his slacks fell off of him to his feet. He was wearing blue briefs and his cock was already semi erect in them. I noticed a small wet spot towards the bottom where his cockhead was obviously leaking precum and I cracked a little smile.
"I see you're ready for me, huh?" I teased him.
"Yeah baby, I'm ready.....Are you?" He replied.
With that, I pulled on the waistband of his underwear, peeling them off of him, and exposing his big cock. He must have been nine or ten inches long and really thick. I wrapped my hand around it and my fingers did not touch. He was huge. I began to lick the precum off, running my tongue from the underside, up to the head, thoroughly enjoying the sweet and salty taste of it. I closed my lips around the head and pulled it into my mouth. As I moved it in and out, I flicked my tongue side to side underneath it, sort of massaging his penis. The expression on his face was predictable; he liked it. Chuck didn't know what I would do next.
From the start, I had planned to make him finish by blowing him first. That way, he would have plenty of stamina left in him for me. I had a hold on his wonderful cock with both of my hands, stroking it towards my mouth. When I slowed way down, leaving it deep in my mouth with a continuous suction on it, I was beginning to feel his cock pulsing and releasing more precum for me to savor and swallow. Chuck was close to cumming and I anxiously awaited the moment.
Here I was, sitting down and sucking a guy's cock, with the lights on and the window open. I had truly become a slut, because I could care less at that instant.
Chuck was rocking his body in time with my sucking. I let go of his cock and held one thigh with one hand, while supporting the weight of his balls with the other hand. He had his eyes closed and his breathing had become very erratic. I quickened my pace, and then without warning, I felt his balls twitch and the rush of his sperm squirting into my mouth. I kept my suction on it until he had completely filled my mouth with his semen. Never pulling his cock from my lips, I began stroking it once again, milking all of his cum out and onto my tongue. It took a few swallows, but I managed. The taste was a little bitter and slightly sweet as it went down my throat. I enjoyed my work immensely and Chuck had offered no complaints to me.
"Fuck yeah baby! You damn sure can work that stick!" he praised me.
"Now that we're acquainted, are you ready to fuck me? I replied devilishly.
"Yeah, I got something for you girl. You'll never want another man again after I get done with you." Chuck boldly announced.
