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Black Mouth and Brown Balls

I lay awake in bed, trying to go back to sleep. I heard my new
neighbor trying to start her car. I pulled the pillow over my face,
and pressed it against my ears. Suddenly, I sat up in bed. I was
wasting a perfect opportunity to meet my new neighbor. I had seen her
a few times on the way to work, and this would be an excellent time to
see what was up. She was black, and had bought the house next door
after its having been vacant for a few months.

It was Saturday morning, about nine-thirty, way the hell to early to
get up on a weekend. I grumbled to myself and threw on my robe. I went
out my back door and found her in her car, sitting there, looking
forlorn and lost.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“My damned car,” she said. Her voice was deep and soft, and she was
dressed to kill, as usual.

“Well, what’s wrong with it?”

She looked at me and smiled, showing rows of even, white teeth. “If I
knew that, I wouldn’t be sitting here, silly.”

She got out of the car and lifted the hood, bending over, giving me a
really great view of her dark thighs, all the way up to just beneath
her ass. I could feel an old, familiar tingling in my cock.

I looked under her hood. I knew absolutely nothing about cars. “I have
cables, if you need a jump,” I said.

“I think it’s the injector,” she said.

I raised my eyebrows. Injector, I thought, let me inject this into
your hot mouth. You’ve got the whitest teeth I’d ever want to cum
across, I thought to myself.

I laughed to myself at my own joke, and she looked at me. “It’s not
funny, you know. Injectors cost a lot of money to have work done on
them.”

“I’m sorry. Can I give you a lift? Are you working on a Saturday?”

“Apology accepted, and no, and no.”

“Huh?”

“No, you can’t give me a lift, unless you want to go grocery shopping.
And no, I’m definitely not working on Saturday.”

“Oh,” I said, sounding very stupid.

She very pretty, and she knew how to use make-up to her best
advantage. There was something indefinable about her, though,
something that excited me.

I decided it was her skin - beautiful, smooth, and bronze. A truly
lovely nubian beauty.

“Well, if you wait till I get dressed, I’ll take you shopping, and we
can have your car looked at by a mechanic.”

“Why, thank you,” she said. “I have auto club, they’ll tow the thing
for me, though.”

I was dressed in just a few minutes while she went back into her house
to tidy up. Then, I met her at my front door, and I took her shopping.

I learned that her name was Charlotte, and that she was a computer
network supervisor, whatever the hell that was. We shopped, and I
actually had a good time, joking with her.

I helped her with her groceries when we got home, and while I carried
the last bag into her house, she asked me if I’d like a beer, or
something to drink, or how about breakfast, or brunch?

“Yes, yes, and yes,” I said.

“You got me, what a doll,” she said.

She was in the kitchen, and I stood there and watched her. She bent
over, and I moved closer to her, brushing against her upper thighs.
She didn’t move away. Instead, she sighed. I brushed against her
thighs, higher, feeling her ass cheeks beneath her short skirt. She
pressed against me, and I ran my hand up her skirt. She was wearing
dainty little panties, and I pulled the edge aside as I fondled one of
her smooth ass cheeks.

I felt her hand swing around and grab my cock through my pants. She
moved around then, and got on her knees in front of me. She undid my
pants quickly, letting them fall to my ankles. Then she pulled my
briefs down and grabbed my cock, wrapping her delicate fingers around
the base of it. She guided it toward her mouth, and I watched as she
moved her tongue around the head of it, licking it.

She plunged her mouth on my hard dick, taking it to the back of her
throat quickly, where she made swallowing movements. She started
sucking, and I watched her cheeks cave in and move outward, seemingly
savoring every inch of my cock as it slid in and out of her wet mouth.

She moved a hand to my balls and one to my ass. Massaging both my
balls and ass at the same time, she sucked harder and harder on my
cock, and the sensations were just too much for me.

I could feel my muscles begin to involuntarily jerk, and the feeling
in the pit of my stomach told me I was going to cum. I exploded inside
her mouth, deep in the back of her throat, and she just swallowed and
swallowed, as I shot load after hot load of cum into her mouth. She
sucked me dry, leaving not one single drop of cum anywhere.

Then, she popped my cock out of her mouth with a loud slurp, and let go of it.

I reached down and pulled her up to me. I kissed her, then moved my
mouth slowly down her throat. I lifted her skirt, and my hand touched
the only other cock I’d ever touched in my life. Shocked, amazed, I
backed away and looked at her hard, throbbing cock, sticking straight
up against the material of the skirt. She had balls, apparently big,
shaved, brown balls. I had never seen anything like it in my life. A
black transvestite. Wow, I thought.

“What gives?” I asked.

“I do,” she said. “I give - head.”

I swallowed. Then, I laughed. “That, you do,” I said. “And, you’re
very good at it. I suppose you want me to suck your cock,” I said.

She shook her head. “No, not when I’m dressed. That’s for when I’m Robert.”

I rolled my eyes. “You will make me aware of this in the future, I suppose?”

She laughed. “It’s not that way, not that way at all.”

I smiled. “Well, I suppose you will show me what way it really is,
eventually,” I said.

She did.