This story is partly true and partly fantasy.
I was 19 when I first met his gaze.
He was a 24 yo African refugee, worked at the market as an assistant.
Our eyes have crossed for a long moment, then I left and he followed me, he told me his name and asked me my, we parted ways.
The following week I went back to the market, he was waiting for me. Without saying anything we went to the park nearby and soon to be told we were french kissing.
It was my first kiss, I was rapt by his taste and the scent of his skin.
His tongue crept wildly into my mouth in search of my tongue.
His hands touched my body first, limiting themselves to the back, hips, shoulders...then getting bolder and palming my ass, touching my breasts over the clothes.
However it was late, and we had to say goodbye.
We have an appointment for the next week, and on that occasion he suggested a more secluded area of the park, away from prying eyes. I followed him without question.
Once in that place we start kissing again with passion, his hands explore my body over the clothes, but soon asks me to be able to touch me under my clothes and to be able to look at my naked body.
I accept and immediately his trembling hands made their way under my blouse, against my skin, they were touching my breasts still trapped inside my satin bra, then I felt them lower the cups and fondle my boobs.
It was the first time a man touched me like that.
While I felt his pelvis pressing against mine and his hard cock, a new feeling for me.
His hands went down to unbutton my jeans they lowered them slightly and soon crept into my panties. I was completely wet.
His fingers gently began to stimulate my clit.
It was my first time with a man, so I didn’t know what to do. I stood still, letting him do it and panting for excitement and the pleasure that was beginning to spread from my clit.
Then he took my hand and put it on the flap, he made it clear to me that he wanted to touch him.
I started timidly to touch his hard cock outside the pants, shortly after he brought it out to me. It was really big, long and black, I still remember his big glans completely uncovered.
He took my hand and lured it to that wonderful black cock, I withdrew for a moment, frightened, but soon I found my way and held it in my hand.
It was hot and pulsating, but I didn’t know how, so he laid his hand on mine and guided me teach me how to give him a hand job.
After a while he tried to bring his cock closer to my pussy to make me understand that he would fuck me, but I was still a virgin and I didn’t feel like taking this step, so he agreed to get a hand job.
He first held his hand on my guiding me by making me understand the speed and how much I had to tighten, then he let me do it alone while he looked at my naked body with the jeans lowered to half thigh and the blouse and the bra raised. Now his hands were free to feel my tits and touch my pussy.
As her fingers tickled my clit, I felt sweet and strange pleasure, but that time I didn’t come. He, on the other hand, after a few minutes of wank exploded in a vigorous cum splashing a little on my bare belly and pouring on my hand.
Since that time he and I have continued to have secret meetings every week.
To be continued....
I was 19 when I first met his gaze.
He was a 24 yo African refugee, worked at the market as an assistant.
Our eyes have crossed for a long moment, then I left and he followed me, he told me his name and asked me my, we parted ways.
The following week I went back to the market, he was waiting for me. Without saying anything we went to the park nearby and soon to be told we were french kissing.
It was my first kiss, I was rapt by his taste and the scent of his skin.
His tongue crept wildly into my mouth in search of my tongue.
His hands touched my body first, limiting themselves to the back, hips, shoulders...then getting bolder and palming my ass, touching my breasts over the clothes.
However it was late, and we had to say goodbye.
We have an appointment for the next week, and on that occasion he suggested a more secluded area of the park, away from prying eyes. I followed him without question.
Once in that place we start kissing again with passion, his hands explore my body over the clothes, but soon asks me to be able to touch me under my clothes and to be able to look at my naked body.
I accept and immediately his trembling hands made their way under my blouse, against my skin, they were touching my breasts still trapped inside my satin bra, then I felt them lower the cups and fondle my boobs.
It was the first time a man touched me like that.
While I felt his pelvis pressing against mine and his hard cock, a new feeling for me.
His hands went down to unbutton my jeans they lowered them slightly and soon crept into my panties. I was completely wet.
His fingers gently began to stimulate my clit.
It was my first time with a man, so I didn’t know what to do. I stood still, letting him do it and panting for excitement and the pleasure that was beginning to spread from my clit.
Then he took my hand and put it on the flap, he made it clear to me that he wanted to touch him.
I started timidly to touch his hard cock outside the pants, shortly after he brought it out to me. It was really big, long and black, I still remember his big glans completely uncovered.
He took my hand and lured it to that wonderful black cock, I withdrew for a moment, frightened, but soon I found my way and held it in my hand.
It was hot and pulsating, but I didn’t know how, so he laid his hand on mine and guided me teach me how to give him a hand job.
After a while he tried to bring his cock closer to my pussy to make me understand that he would fuck me, but I was still a virgin and I didn’t feel like taking this step, so he agreed to get a hand job.
He first held his hand on my guiding me by making me understand the speed and how much I had to tighten, then he let me do it alone while he looked at my naked body with the jeans lowered to half thigh and the blouse and the bra raised. Now his hands were free to feel my tits and touch my pussy.
As her fingers tickled my clit, I felt sweet and strange pleasure, but that time I didn’t come. He, on the other hand, after a few minutes of wank exploded in a vigorous cum splashing a little on my bare belly and pouring on my hand.
Since that time he and I have continued to have secret meetings every week.
To be continued....
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