I had made the connection with RJ, a black soldier, after posting on Craiglist, and this was our first fuck date.
I was in the shower, fingering myself in anticipation, soaping my body making it soft, fragrant and sexy, ready for the touch of another man.
I was drying myself, getting that familiar excited feeling that was beginning in my sex. I had all my clothes laid out ready, first my cream lace bra and matching panties with hold up stockings. I put on a flirty. short skirt, then a revealing low cut top, finishing touches are my thigh high suede boots and jewelry.
The cell phone rings, my clit pulses and tingles in anticipation, it is him, he is waiting for me in the hotel room, I finish the call and grab my car keys and a camera and leave.
Trying to concentrate on driving is almost impossible, when I know what I was about to go and do.
My heart and my head was racing, also my pussy was getting wet with anticipation
I arrived at the hotel and walked in the door, found the room and walked in.
He was there waiting for me, he came towards me and we kissed, he was breathing heavy as I was but we soon got down to kissing. He put his arms around me and held me tight smelling my hair and scent. He pulled my top up and lifted my bra over my left breast, revealing my creamy white tits, which he started to suck on, which can bring me to orgasm when aroused enough.
After getting to know my breasts for a while, I sat on the bed, he took my top off and then my bra. Lifting my legs on the bed so I was lying down just stood there looking at me, he stripped his clothes off so he was standing there naked.
Kneeling on the bed to get on top of me, he went back to sucking on my tits, commenting how he loves white women and how their bodies feel and taste different. He kept nibbling at my nipples and moulding them with his large black hands.
Moving slowly down my body with his hot lips, he removed my skirt leaving me just with my hold up stockings and very wet panties.
Following the pattern of my lace panties as though it was guiding his hand there, feeling the lace inside my lips, my lips parting for his fingers.