Wrapping the towel around my damp body I bent over topull the plug out of the bath when I felt Casper’stongue once again on me but instead he took a...swipe ofmy pussy from just below my pubic mound to my ass, ajolt of instantaneous lust and disgust flared up. “BadCasper” I scorned ” You can’t do that to me when Ihave just been playing with myself, it just isn’tfai…”Casper’s tongue took another swipe at my pussy and Icould feel him trying to push it in “mmm Casper stopthat now” I sighed whilst. " Rashad ordered. "Yes, okay." I simply answered.At the time, I just wanted sex. I wanted sex with a hot black guy just for the experience, and to say I lived out one of my little fantasies. Never did I expect the incredible effect it would have on me. Slowly, I walked inside Rashad's little house like I was his servant. When I stepped inside, I stood there and looked around. His house was like a typical "man cave" type of environment. It was messy and clothes were s**ttered all over the place.. "We were never told about sex. We had to learn from the limited sex education at school and what we heard from the other kids in the neighbor hood. We were pretty na-ve about the whole sex thing. We knew how babies were made, but nothing of the romantic side of sex. When Marge and Anne met, things changed and through experimentation, we found out that sex could be fun."Don stood up and began to pace. He knew what he wanted to say, but he was having trouble finding the words."For the first year. She took a few steps forward, climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips. She leaned in and softly kissed him once, then twice. She moved back and ran her hand along his cheek, and brushed her thumb over his mouth. She leant in again. He opened his mouth to receive her. Their lips met again, tongues gently exploring each other. His hands moved to her hips holding her,he slowly started to thrust against her. She ground herself against him in return. Her naked flesh meeting the cotton of his.