Mike and I met at a concert in a Cafe. We caught each others' eye from across the room. He made eyes at me. I felt bold and approached him. He was tra...elling through town with his friend, he said they were only in the area for a week. We talked and laughed for a while. There was definitely a strong sexual pull between us. Once the concert was over, I invited them back to my apartment to hang out, have a drink, & smoke some weed. Mike and I continued to flirt throughout the night. We found out. If you do, and if it sticks, there’s always time to move it to a different level. But if you screw it up early, it’s probably gone for good.”She let that resonate for a while, inhaled and exhaled deeply, then said, “I really ... I just want to have friends like you. Friends I trust. Friends in which I can believe. Friends of both sexes that are crazy about each other yet can sleep together all night and not let the sexual attraction they feel for each other screw that friendship up.”She. Folks say I’m a paranoid misanthrope. They think I’m abnormal. Then again, maybe I’m not. Yeah, I’m a little weird but this isn’t exactly a normal world either. Maybe it’s the world that’s crooked and I’m A-okay. Right? My name is Stefan Ambroise. A big and tall, kind of good-looking black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I’m an adventurer as well as a traveler. There isn’t much to do in the so-called City of Champions during the summer. And I am one bored cat.. She continues to rub my bulge eventually unzipping myjeans and pulling my hard rod free from its bonds. Shestarts jacking me off and my head falls back against thecouch, as it feels so good. Without any warning her headdrops to my crouch and she takes me full in her mouth.She started sucking on it like she was hungry for mycum.I run my hand down the back of her shorts, realizing shenot wearing panties, my hand starts rubbing her pussyfrom the back side. I stick my fuck finger in her.