” I wanted him to convince me, and take away the guilt I feared I might have if I went through with this. I had never cheated on Scott before. In al... likelihood I would end up walking down the aisle with him one day. Did I really want this on my conscience? Was it worth it to risk everything to satiate the sudden lust for this one random stranger? With all these thoughts relentlessly playing through my mind, I desperately wanted him to force my hand into a decision. But instead, he abruptly. For the moment I just reached over and gently started to stroke the tip of his penis. He seemed to push his head back on his pillow and groaned slowly. I sat up and cuddled up to him as I stroked him.He pulled me on top of him and pulled my head towards his. He kissed me softly as his hands traced my back and rested on my ass. He kissed like no boy had ever kissed me. He was soft and attentive and I felt so comfortable on top of him. I knew I was going to let him have sex with me. In fact, I. He was an outstanding athlete and played football and basketball too.The school I went to in Chicago had a mix of about 50-50 black and white and Darrel was one of the popular black athletes at school, an easy going guy that stood about 6-3, very muscular and very black.I couldn’t wait until the school day was over and when it was 4:30 I made my way to the park and hid in the bushes and trees by the courts.I saw her walking along the path approaching the basketball courts…”Hey Baby” “Missed you. You feel my pussy start to milk your dick and know that Im getting real close. My moans are so loud that they are echoing into the night sky, giving away what we are doing. As I feel myself at the point of ecstasy, I feel your dick start to throb as you slam in and out of me and know that at any second you are going to cum too. I try to hold off so that we can cum together but hearing your moans get louder and deeper push me over the top and I cum before you, again squirting pussy juice all.