Heather woke up an hour later, freezing cold and shivering. Darnell's place was usually warm and inviting, he had covered nearly every surface with dark wood paneling but it was still a basement and it got very cold at night. Tonight seemed colder than usual and the blanket she usually used at his place just wasn't cutting it.
Shivering and groggy with exhaustion, she stood and looked around for something else to cover herself but couldn't find a thing. She snuck a look into Darnell's bedroom and saw him snuggled up under his usual pile of blankets. With a tiny shrug she slipped out of her bra and panties, as she usually did every night, and climbing into bed with him scooted her butt closer to his warmth. She drifted off to sleep smiling contentedly as Darnell's warm body pressed against her, his arm slipping around her pulling her closer to him, his hand slipping unconsciously under her shirt to cup her bare right breast, the small pink nipple hardened in his palm.
She fell asleep feeling warm and safe in his embrace.
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The early morning sunlight streaming down from one of the few high windows shone warmly on his Darnell's face, waking him slowly and languidly from what he thought was an incredible dream.
There was a weight on his left arm, which was numb and completely asleep. But he had to be still dreaming because he felt himself spooned up against a warm body, his right arm was wrapped around it and something round, firm and spongy with a hard peak filled his right hand. His hard throbbing cock was being squeezed in the warmth of a firm crevice and hands were slowly but firmly pumping his thick cock. A steady pressure was building and was fast moving towards an exploding crescendo.
Smiling, he grunted and thrust forward, squeezing the firm warm flesh in his hand, and hoarsely moaned "Heather."
With that word, the hands pumped faster, and faster and finally he exploded. He came wide awake as a flood of pure ecstasy engulfed him. As his eyes flashed wide open he immediately knew that his long, thick, very hard cock was caught like a vice between Heather's slender inner thighs and that his right hand was clutching her breast under her t-shirt. As she pumped the top part of his cock with blurred hands, she thrust herself back and forth, raking her clitoris along the length of his ridged veined monster cock. The pink lips of her vagina were kissing his cock, leaving a shining trail of wetness along the length of him.
She came as he came. Her body quivered in his arms, spasms and her cries of ecstasy and "Darnell" flooded the room. He used the rough palms of his small chubby hand to caress and tease her nipples, to stroke and feel every inch of her he could reach. He came even harder at the feel of her soft skin, of the long lean muscles quivering under his touch. He could feel she was Cumming again and again, her body was completely out of control. She just kept pumping the cock thrust between her thighs, holding it hard against her and grinding her clit and her pussy against it as hard as she could.
He had lived his life committed the fact that women would probably never be a part of it and now here he was with the most beautiful girl he had ever seen lying on his bed naked, crying out his name as she came, touching the most private part of him with insistent, demanding hands ... hands that never left him. They pumped and pumped him until he had nothing left to give. Finally he started to soften and his body relaxed.
The bed and their bodies were a sticky mess. She turned to look at his face and kissed him softly. "Thank you," she whispered.
Then, laughing, she said "I guess we'll be doing some laundry today."
Saying nothing, he threw the blanket off them and looked at their entwined sweaty bodies. She lay with the t-shirt he'd given her last night bundled up around her neck. Her arms weren't in the sleeves. He still cupped her firm right breast in his sweaty hand. He just didn't want to let go and see didn't seem inclined to make him. Again, he marveled at the contrast of their skins, his stubby black hand stood out like an exclamation mark on her creamy soft breast.
His now soft cock was nestled between her slender legs. It was starting to get uncomfortable so he pulled it away and had her change position. She took the t-shirt off and lay on her back completely naked with one arm behind her head and one leg cocked with the heel close to her shapely butt. Boldly, without a hint of shyness or uneasiness, she smiled sweetly up at him, the halo of her golden hair framing her like an artist's masterpiece as he stared down at the glory of her young body.
She had the most amazing body. Long, smooth and toned. He drank in the sight of her like a man dying of thirst. Her soft glorious curves were enough to stir his blood again, even so soon after cumming so long and hard.
He got up, adjusted his boxer bottoms, she had somehow got his cock through the front gap of his boxers, and walked to the bathroom where she could hear the water running. He came right back with a warm wash cloth and began cleaning her tender white skin. He tenderly wiped her hands, her breasts, her belly and her pubic area. He had cum a lot... a lot... and it was all over the place. He spent a long time on her body, lingering on every delicious inch of her. With a tiny smile on her face, she lay fully relaxed, eyes closed and let him do whatever he liked.
He took his time. In for the penny, in for the pound, he thought to himself.
Squeezing her large firm breasts together, he kissed her lips softly then leaned down to kiss her hardening pink nipples one at a time. She responded by arching her back, thrusting her breasts against him at the intense feeling of pleasure that flashed from her nipples like a bolt of lightning down to her pussy. He spent several long minutes kissing and caressing her magnificent body, making her squirm and mewl in ecstasy, determined to pleasure her as much as humanly possible.
Then, gently yet firmly, he kissed and caressed his way down her body. Moaning softly, she spread her legs wide when he breathed warmly into the soft blonde fuzz of her pubic hair. Inhaling the scent of her, he continued moving down until he could see the pink lips of her pussy. Her labia were flushed red with her arousal.
She squirmed and moaned, thrusting her pelvis up when he finally leaned down to kiss the pink petals of her sex. She was very wet and her musky feminine scent wafted strongly to his nostrils as he prepared to go where no man had ever been before. Moaning, she clutched the grey tightly-kinked hair on the sides of his head and pulled him to her crotch. The fresh clean smell of her arousal, the sight of the tiny blonde tuft of trimmed bush and the sight of her sex flushed pink with her sexual excitement drove him almost mad.
He kissed her, licked her and sucked her, and then thrust as much of his tongue inside her as he could. Looking closely, he could see the half-moon shape of her intact maidenhead and pushed his tongue against and around it, enjoying her body's reaction to his actions. He'd never seen a virgin before yet he knew immediately that it was her unbroken hymen when he saw it.
He paid special attention it and to her clit, the firm little red bud covered by a thin fold of skin like a hood. When he put his tongue on it and on the skin around it, she responded with madness of her own. She ground her pussy into his face, tried to speak but only his name and moans came out. She was completely lost in a world of pleasure, there was no control, no holding back on her part. She gave herself wholly and completely to him in a way no other woman ever had.
He did the only thing he could. He did his best to take this angel to heaven. He lost count of how many times she came, how many times she quivered and shook in ecstasy and passion, begging him to stop but thrusting his face into her crotch and grinding her sweet pussy lasciviously against him. Though he used his fingers and his tongue, he didn't pierce her hymen. Finally, she let go of his hair, her hands and her legs flopped limply to her sides, and she lay on the bed breathing hard... completely spent.
Finally able to breathe, he thrust his head up from the heaven between her slender thighs and took a deep gasping breath. Through glazed, half-lidded eyes she could see area around his large-lipped mouth was wet and shiny with her juices and short strands of her blonde pubic hair stuck to his black skin in several places.
