I was born in New Orleans. My parents moved us away from the city long before I got to know it. I was in town on a business trip and found myself eager to explore the Big Easy. After the first day of seminars, I decided to go out, get a drink, and listen to some tunes. In New Orleans, music and the smell of good food permeates the air. I headed for the nearest place, about two blocks down from my hotel. The joint was packed with people dancing. I made eye contact with a few ladies on the floor but when I looked over at the bar, I could not help but notice the most beautiful cocoa-colored vixen smiling directly at me. I bee-lined for the bar, cleared my throat, and sat next to her.
"Hi, I'm Steve...in town for business."
I wasn't sure why I said that last bit but I did. She smiled and crossed her long, lean legs. Her skin looked like satin, so smooth and milk chocolate.
"I'm Ebony...in town for pleasure" she replied.
She was witty and I liked that. She took my hand and led me to the dance floor. Ebony wore a thin blue sundress; I could see the outline of her body when the light hit her as she swayed. Ebony began dancing closer and closer to me. I was getting harder by the minute. She lightly brushed her lips against mine and then lapped at my neck. I grabbed her and pushed my pelvis and hard rod against her. She thumbed the bulge in my pants and I knew that she was interested. I took a chance and leaned in and suggested that she come to my hotel room. She agreed! We scurried out of the bar and to the hotel. Before I could slide the key card in the door, Ebony was on her knees. She had pulled my dick from my pants and was swirling her long tongue around the cap of my tool. She lapped up my pre-cum like a cat drinks milk.