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	My name is Gracie, I hope you enjoy my story.

	So there I was again -  alone in bed, fantasizing about sex.  My 
divorce from Eddie was  not quite two months old and I was still 
experiencing post-divorce blues.  I was a virgin when I married Eddie at 
eighteen and  I had never been with another man.  My nightly 
masturbatory fantasies had become routine.  I would start by fondling my 
pussy lips until my vagina turned moist.  Then I would stroke my long, 
hard clitoris with the thumb and fingers of my right hand while 
inserting the first two fingers of my left hand into  my vagina.  My 
hips would move in rhythm with the motion of my hands until I reached a 
shivering climax.  After my orgasms, my feelings were always 
contradictory  - relaxed satisfaction on one hand but desperation and 
emptiness on the other.  Often I  would fall asleep, with my hands 
cupped next to  my nose so that the smell of sex might induce pleasant 
dreams.  I ached for more.

	Sounds pathetic doesn't it?  On that one fateful night however,  
something  clicked within me.  I jumped out of bed, completely naked, 
and looked at myself in a full length mirror.  I am 25 years old, 5'6" 
and have long, thick, dark brown hair.  I have a great deal of delicate, 
dark hair on parts of my body.  Most of it is on my arms and legs, but 
It contrasts rather well with my fair, olive complexion.  My black pussy 
hair is plush and abundant.  I have a strand of finer hair  tapering 
from my bush to my navel.  My body is good - a full, alluring ass, firm, 
medium-sized breasts with big chocolate-colored nipples that point 
upward, a flat, firm tummy and long shapely legs with tight meaty 
thighs.  My face is exotic-looking. I have big hazel eyes, with 
naturally long, curly eyelashes, a medium-sized nose with slightly 
flared nostrils and full, crimson lips.  I liked what I saw.  

	I decided then and there that I had a lot of living to do and 
that I would never spend another lonely night with only my fingertips to 
keep me company.  After all, the guys at work all seemed attracted to 
me.  My fantasies were now on their way to becoming realities.

	 There was never any doubt in my mind as to who would be the one 
to help me break out of my shell.  I chose David, a guy I work with.  I 
had always been attracted to David.  We flirt and tease each other a lot 
at work.  He was there to give me the support that I needed when I was 
going through the marital problems that eventually resulted in my 
divorce.  He is kind of shy until you get to know him.  He is a really  
handsome Latin type. I called him up and invited him to my house.  
Without a moment's hesitation, he accepted.  I wasn't at all surprised 
that he was so quick to respond and I don't think he was too surprised 
that I asked him over either -  sometimes people just have a sense about 
those things.

	David arrived in about thirty minutes.  I greeted him at the 
door with nothing on but an oversized blue T-shirt and a petite pair of 
white cotton panties underneath.  He sat on the sofa while I went to 
fetch us a couple of drinks.  I brought the drinks and sat next to him.  
We engaged in some small talk as we drank, while avoiding each other's    7   3                     eyes.  We were both a little nervous and perhaps a little apprehensive.  
That didn't last for long though.  After a couple of drinks, our 
inhibitions eased, our gazes locked, and we embraced in a long, 
passionate kiss that aroused something within me that I hadn't felt in a 
long time.  We  kissed hungrily, our tongues probing, and our hands 
exploring each other's bodies. Finally, I got up and led him by the hand 
toward my bedroom.  He sat me on the edge of the bed as he kneeled on 
the floor in front of me.  We kissed deeply as he reached under my T-
shirt to feel my breasts.  David's hands felt so warm and delightful as 
he fondled my breasts and lightly pinched my erect nipples.  He pulled 
my shirt off over my head and began kissing and sucking my nipples.  His 
hand moved to my inner thighs.  He stroked them and brushed his fingers 
against the wetness of my panty-covered pussy.  David slipped his hand 
in my panties and, ever so gently, slid a finger between my drenched 
pussy lips and brought it up to his nose.   He sniffed and licked the 
fragrant juices off of his finger.  He hooked my panties at the elastic 
and slowly slipped them off.  My rich, feminine odor permeated the area 
as I fervently spread my legs.  David was getting really excited.  I had 
been working at his clothes, I had his shirt unbuttoned and was in the 
process of undoing his pants to free his erection.  I was so horny, I 
wanted to grab his genitals.  He stood up and told me to slip under the 
sheets.  David then sat on the bed, finished removing his clothes and 
slipped in next to me.  We embraced side-by-side as I snuggled my face 
against his hairy chest.   David's hands trailed down my body, coming to 
rest on my ass, fondling and caressing my buttocks.  I felt his cock, 
fully erect, pressing against my abdomen.  He lowered himself a little 
as he kissed my neck and bosom until his penis slipped just between my 
cunt lips.  It felt enormous.  I slid my hand between us and felt the 
rigid base of his shaft and his hefty, furry testicles.  We delved into 
each other's bodies with our hands and mouths until we wound up in a 69 
position with me on top, straddling his face. 

	My heart started pounding rapidly as I found myself facing a 
dense, black bush of curly, pubic hair from which protruded a long, 
thick, uncircumcised penis. My ex-husband's dick was circumcised, so I 
had never seen one like this before.  The head was bulging and it 
appeared to want to burst out of it's confining foreskin.  The excess 
folds of skin met at the tip and formed a tiny, wrinkly pair of lips.  
While I was contemplating how best to  handle this unfamiliar, enticing 
cock, David started slowly eating my pussy. He titillated by body as he 
sucked my clitoris and consumed my flowing juices.  His warm breath felt 
like fire on my vulva.  Oh, the ecstasy of it all - I wanted to bask in 
it for as long as possible.  I was in a daze. 
	David broke his face away from my cunt just long enough to urge 
me to take him orally.
	"Put me in your mouth, I want you to taste me," he said.
	I didn't need much persuading for that. My mouth  was  
salivating in anticipation.  I anxiously wrapped my hand around David's 
swollen penis and felt the loose velvety skin around the shaft.  I 
pushed his foreskin up until it bunched up at the tip of the head and 
brought my lips to it.  I began to nibble and suck on the rumpled skin 
at the tip.  The sharp, salty taste of the liquid that escaped from the 
opening lingered on my tongue.  I knew I was doing something right 
because David's sucking and licking became more intense and his hips 
stiffened as they struggled to press his penis into my mouth.  I pinched    7   3                     the tiny lips on the tip of his dick with my forefinger and thumb and 
rolled his sheath back to reveal a massive, plum-colored cockhead, 
glistening with a coat of clear, sticky fluid.  The rush of his pungent 
aroma filled my nostrils and made my head spin euphorically.  I was on 
the fringe of an orgasm that I could no longer restrain.  I took firm 
hold of the base of David's massive cock and replaced the foreskin with 
my mouth.  I hungrily swirled my tongue over the head until I had licked 
off and swallowed his savory secretions.  I began to suck it with swift 
crown-to-base pumps.  It didn't take long before he had a mighty climax.  
I took it all in my mouth and tried to swallow as much of his semen as I 
possibly could, but David ejaculated in such a torrent that an abundance 
of his warm, white fluid oozed out of the corners of my mouth.  I was so 
exhilarated by the sensation, that I had a sustained, convulsive orgasm.
	We were both exhausted. I laid my head on his hairy chest, 
listening to his heartbeat slow  from a rapid rhythm to a  relaxing 
tempo.  I still hadn't gotten enough of David's nifty pecker though.  As 
he lay on his back  I scooted down between his legs.  His penis was limp  
and the head was completely enshrouded in skin.  I held it in my hand 
and worked the sheath up and down -  bunching it up on the upstroke and 
pushing it all the way down, baring the head, on the downstroke.  I 
enjoyed the satiny feeling of the loose skin in my palm.  After a minute 
or so of doing this he started to get hard again.  I planted my mouth on 
the tip and began to slide the sheath back and forth with my lips.  The 
silky texture, salty flavor, and racy scent of his fabulous penis was 
enough to get me hot all over.  

	I got on my back, spread my legs, and let him get between them. 
I guided his cock toward my pussy and rolled his prepuce over my swollen 
clitoris a few times.  That really felt wonderful - as if I was fucking 
a tiny cunt with my clit.  David then slowly and tantalizingly slid his 
wonderful penis into me.  My cunt swallowed it whole with a slurp.  He 
was so good.  He varied his pumps in perfect rhythm - a few long ones 
followed by some quick jabs and back again.  I arched my back and lifted 
my hips and pelvis to receive his every thrust while he reached under me 
to caress my ass and squeeze my buns together.  We fucked like a well-
oiled machine until we climaxed in unison.  His semen squirted deep into 
me as my pussy twitched in multiple orgasms.  David collapsed on top of 
me.  We giggled contentedly and fell asleep together, our bodies 
tingling in the aftermath of our lovemaking, the room saturated with the 
smell of our mingling sex juices.

	My first night with David was a special turning point in my 
life.  I discovered the thrill of open, passionate sex.  I have since 
acquired a roommate, a sexy black woman named Griffen, who is as eager 
as I am to explore sex . . .  but that's another story.
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