Sev was a beautiful Indian man with dark skin and fine features. His amber eyes glowed with health and intelligence. It seemed as if nature had chosen to outline his eyes in fine black mink eyelashes. His mouth was full of large white teeth. Their porcelain glow was enough to win her over, but his lips were like sweet caramel butter, and that closed the deal as far as she was concerned.
Working down from his prominent nose, freshly shaved face, a mass of dark chest hair that enticed her to take a big whiff of him, down to a treasure trail of black hair that led to the item of her affection – a large uncut cock with its moist purple head peeking out of his foreskin like an anteater’s nose.
He was very clean. She could detect only a slight smell of man musk mixed with urine which was enticing rather than repulsive. She was ready to begin fellatio, but he didn’t want her mouth. He was fully hard and ready to proceed. He wanted to fuck, and even though she would have liked more foreplay, she succumbed to his charms.
Soon she was pinned under his weight and length until prodded by his touch and strength, she began to meet him in his effort. His cock slipped in and out of her with simple ease, his foreskin allowing for more play with the addition of the natural lubricant secreted by the head of his organ.
He withdrew suddenly and came on her belly. She was still writhing on the bed like a cat. She knew she couldn’t take him seriously. He would be a lot of fun for a short time, but he was destined to marry someone of his father’s choosing… and it wouldn’t be her. Still, he was fun and he liked to play, “So what’s the harm?” she thinks to herself as she reaches into her bedside table for her purple vibrator….
He sucked and pinched her nipples as he held the vibrator firmly in place directly on her clitoris. By the time she got off, he was ready to go again. “Let’s play!”
(First published 12/10/12)
