He sat on the first row of the bleachers watching her round the track. A thoroughbred with every fine muscle in her beautiful black body finely tuned, and ready for the State High school championships.
The whole school new of Donna Jones, the first cousin of Marion Jones the incredible Olympic Athlete and Basketball star. Their resemblance was uncanny. Both women were 5'10" and 150 pounds of lithe ebony muscle, with a hypnotizing smile. As a journalist for the school newspaper, it was David Johnson's job to get a human interest story about their star female athlete.
David had also made a name for himself, but it was in the academic arena, and not in the sports arena. He had always admired athletes, and female athletes in particular, and could not remove his eyes from the beautiful Black 18 year old phenom as she raced around the track.
Like Donna, David was also an 18 year old Senior, who was probably the only virgin left in his class. Although he devoured every book and article on cunnilingus, anal sex, and intercourse, and considered himself an authority on sex, he had yet to have the opportunity to put his knowledge to use with a real woman.
He felt the stirring in his crotch as she rounded the turn and headed up the length of the track fifty feet from where he was sitting. The short track shorts barely covered her beautiful body, and the crop top provided him a perfect view of her rock hard abs. Sweat glistened off her shoulders and arm muscles as they pumped for more speed. Every muscle in her tapered thighs and bulging calves danced with each long powerful stride under the afternoon sun. The shorts had managed to creak up the crack of her buttocks providing a perfect view of her beautiful round globes. David placed his notebook over his crotch to try and hide the full erection which he was unable to control.
He watched her round the curve once again and slow as she came to the fence separating the stands from the track. A lump went to his throat as she came to a stop, resting both forearms on the fence and looking at him straight on, with the biggest most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen.
Her hair was in corn rows and he could see the sweat glistening off her forehead and cheeks. Diamond studs accented her beautiful ears, and her thick lips and wide nose made her an incredible vision.
"David Johnson aren't you?"
David was shocked that this beautiful athlete knew his name, and stammered, "Ye, Yes I am. How did you know?"
"I have always admired your writing for the school newspaper, and I asked one of my girlfriends if she knew you, and she pointed you out in the cafeteria one time."
"Uh, well thank you....That's basically the reason I am here. With the state championships coming up, I was wondering if I could do an interview with you... kind of a human interest story, outside of your accomplishments in track."
"Hmm. Human interest eh? Well I don't know how interesting the rest of the school will find me. Track and studies have been my whole life, but I'm willing to answer your questions. Why don't we grab the bus and go to my house, and you can do the interview while I shower and get this sweat off my body."
Donna saw the shocked look on David's face as his mouth hung open, and added, "Oh sorry. Guess that was a bit of a shock. I have to realize not everyone is used to the Naturists' lifestyle."
"Yo, You're a naturist?...as in public nudity and naked volleyball?"
Donna gave him a silky full bodied laugh which was music to his ears. "Yes, something like that. My parents have raised me in the naturist culture from the time I could walk. That's not for your article by the way. I don't think the school is ready for a butt naked virgin Black girl, who happens to like to dance and run.
David was becoming more and more enamored with Donna as she spoke. He could not imagine how a girl as beautiful as Donna could still be a virgin at 18. "I have my car in Lot 3, so we can skip the bus and I will be glad to give you a ride home."
"That would be great Dave. Is Dave OK or do you prefer David?"
"Dave's just fine."
His erection had subsided a bit, but was still evident, so he stood and quickly put his hand in his pocket to try and disguise it, but he didn't do such a good job as he saw Donna's eyes stare at his crotch and return her glance to his eyes with a smile on her beautiful lips.
They made their way to the car, and David opened the passenger's side and let her in, then got in the driver's side. When Donna bent to remove her spiked track shoes, David felt a strange rush through his body as he stared at the beautiful black toes, with the nails painted a light pink. The contrast was dazzling, along with the gorgeous pair of taut muscular legs.
They arrived at her home with the iron gate entrance, massive row of columns, tennis court and pool. "Wow Donna. Did your parents rob Fort Knox? This place is beautiful."
"Thanks, but no. No robbery. My father is a cardiologist, and my mother is a corporate lawyer, so they make some bucks, but they do put in the hours. My father has hospital calls after 5:00 and my mother has some big deal case she is currently working on, so I won't see either one of them until 9:00 probably.
David parked and followed her to the entrance unable to remove his eyes from her shapely round buttocks swaying as she walked along in her bare feet. Once inside, David was amazed with the massive crystal chandelier and marble foyer. Off to the right was a sitting room with a grand piano, which David approached with glowing admiration.
"This is a beauty."
"Yeah, but it's mainly for show now. I took lessons for two years, but quit, so now it sits. Do you play?"
"Yes, my mother insisted on it, and I'm kind of glad she did put the pressure on me now."
Donna took his hand in hers sending a current of electricity through his body, and led him around to the piano bench.
"Play something for me."
Donna sat within inches of David on the bench, crossing her legs, Indian fashion, so her dark pubic hairs could be seen creeping out of the bands of her skimpy track shorts. The animal scent her sweat combined with her warm breath on his cheek was making his cock expand once again, and as he looked once again at her bare painted toes, his hands shook at the keyboard.
When he was able to compose himself and calm his breathing, he began Chopin's Variations on La Ci Darem La Mano. Donna sat and listened, in awe of his talent as his long fingers flew across the keyboard.
"That was incredible Dave. Do you know any jazz?"
He sailed through an upbeat rendition of Take the A Train, by Duke Ellington, and wasn't expecting the response he got.
Donna placed her hand on David's leg, inches from his crotch and gushed "You are amazing Dave."
She surprised him further by closing her eyes and slowly leaning in to bring their lips together in a warm moist kiss.
Breaking the kiss, Donna immediately lowered her head and in an embarrassed voice said, "Hell Dave. I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to me, but I just felt a strong closeness and urge to kiss you. I apologize."
David blushed and said, "No apology necessary. Um..I kind of liked it."
