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It was an unusually cool summer evening. Marie had just finished taking a bath. The next day would come early for the young woman. Her first meeting was scheduled for a 7:30 a.m. breakfast meeting with a sales representative of Buckingham and Burroughs. She thought it an odd name for a company catering to a young black clientele. Most likely a Madison Avenue gimmick to appeal to the upwardly mobile she thought.

A small night light burned next to the bed and four candles flickered around the room as she read the information packet of the company. It was a little after 10:00 p.m. when she decided she had completed her homework for the night and turned the light off to get some sleep before her early morning meeting.

Marie tossed and turned in the warm bedroom. Generally, she would be up until midnight. Fighting hard to sleep, it alluded her. Throwing off the covers and her nightgown, she got up and paced around the room. Looking outside, the bustle of the city hadn't stopped. Traffic moved quickly up and down the street and people walked by briskly. Lighting a cigarette, she opened the window letting the cool night air in.

The 23 year-old fashion buyer stood in the window of her first floor apartment oblivious to the happenings and people scurrying by on the street. Standing in front of the open window, at 5-7, 120 pounds, the reddish-blonde haired, blue eyed beauty made a striking appearance. So many heads turned as she walked quickly by men on the street. She knew as she passed their gaze would turn to stare at her pear-shaped ass. She would catch their eyes glancing at her breasts in the elevator or on the subway. She loved the attention, but there was no time for any of them. She had recently finished college and this was her first position in a field that held great promise for her future. She dreamed of the day she would be an international buyer traveling the world.

Oh, she would use her charm and beauty when it was called for. Even though she'd only been on the job seven months, she learned to be flirtatious when it was to her advantage and once, even went a little further to lock down a deal. Her warm and outgoing personality was generally enough although she knew what others didn't. All of her warmth and charm covered up a sense of insecurity she had had since high school, an insecurity that had exacerbated in college.

The guy she went with through high school and part of college had broken up with her during their junior at State College. She was left broken, vulnerable and afraid to commit. The better she got to know someone, the more she would shut down her emotions for fear of being hurt again.

Standing in front of the open window, the faint glow of the light from the street gleamed off of her body. Her nude body cast nothing more than a shadow to those outside and from behind would have appeared as a naked silhouette framed in the window.

Finishing her cigarette, she tossed it out the window to the ground below. Standing for a moment, she again felt the cool night breeze against her body. Running her hands up and down the sides of her body, then over her breasts, her nipples hardened from the contrasting warm touch of her hands and the coolness of the night.

Leaving the window cracked open, she made her way back to bed to try once again to sleep. Closing her eyes, she lay awake struggling for the sleep that wouldn't seem to come. Her mind still thinking about the morning meeting and potentially lucrative account, she finally began to drift off to sleep.

With sleep came a dream. She could feel a finger slowly inserted into her pussy, her own no doubt. But, in the dream, it was a man she didn't know. It had to be someone unknown to her because of her past experience and the accompanying shattered hopes and dreams. It was a familiar dream. She struggled to look into his eyes, but everytime it was a faceless man.

Suddenly, the dream was broken as a hand covered her mouth. Her eyes opened wide with fright. A man towered over the bed, his long arm extended down, the hand over her face leaving only her eyes exposed. His other hand went to his lips to signal her to be quiet. She sensed a gentleness about him. He slowly removed the hand from her face and mouth waiting for her reaction. Not a sound escaped her mouth.

Marie was filled with fear. Not because he was a large black man, just the fact a man, any man, had invaded her home and her bedroom late at night. Still, she heard his quiet words he wasn't going to hurt her and believed him.

She studied the man in front of her. He was a very tall black man with silvery hair. He was well dressed in a pair of cargo pants and button down dress shirt. He slowly took off his shirt, folding it neatly and placing it on the small dressing table in her bedroom. She looked at the expansive black chest of the intruder. Robbery didn't seem to be his intent and, to her, his slow, deliberate movements and his demeanor certainly didn't suggest he was a rapist.

When his shirt came off, she knew exactly what he wanted. Different thoughts raced through her mind. Growing up in small, rural northern town, she hadn't run across any black men when she was young. It wasn't until college she really had any interaction with them, but even then, none of her friends were black. In her new job, even though she was in the big city now, not many companies seemed to have black sales personnel.

Where she came from the very idea of a black man and white woman together was something so taboo it wasn't even talked about and she doubted even thought about. Yet, now all of a sudden, there was a certain allure to the thought of doing something so deeply ingrained in her was so wrong. She studied his muscular black chest again, the light from the candles dancing off of it. She felt a stirring in her loins; a feeling that both confused and excited her at the same time.

She wondered to herself if the lust in her eyes gave her away to the stranger as he unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor. Her eyes dropped to the white cotton underwear he wore. She could make out the outline of his hardening black cock through the material. She remembered a friend in college, Jeannie, talking about black men. According to Jeannie, they all had monster cocks, at least 10 inches in length and thick as a baseball bat. Jeannie had dated a black basketball player in college and Marie assumed she knew what she was talking about. A chill ran through her body thinking about the giant black cock that would come raging forth when the underwear were removed.

Looking up at the man again, she guessed him to be about 40 or so, making her assumption solely on the color of his hair. She could make out his facial features in the darkness of the room, but not well. His hands dipped below the elastic band of his underwear pulling them gently over his hips and down his long legs, first one leg and then the other. Removing his shoes and socks, he stood naked in front of her.

Marie's hands, acting on their own, slowly pushed aside the sheet covering her body. Her creamy white body spread out comfortably over the bed she looked up again at his eyes, then moved them south to take in his cock. It was large and thick hanging down between his legs but certainly not 10 or more inches like Jeannie had described black cocks to her.

Reaching up with her hand, she touched it, tentatively at first, then wrapped her hand around it. The texture was smooth, almost silky. Sliding her hand up to the head, she noticed how large it was. It had a spongy quality to it at first. Watching her own small white hand move, holding the thick black cock just under the head, added to her excitement. As her fingers worked around and over the head, it expanded in size. A small droplet of precum formed on the head.

Raising her body up, she again looked at her small white hand holding the growing black cock. Pulling it slowly to her mouth, she licked the drop of precum from the tip only to have it replaced by another. Her tongue swirled gently over the top, her fingers just under the head, squeezing and slowly turning back and forth.

She could see the black man's hips start to move slowly. Sucking the large head into her mouth, she heard a quiet moan escape his lips. Trying to hold herself up with one arm, she finally got her mouth over the large head and took more of the length of him into her tiny mouth. It wasn't a comfortable position for either of them.

Pulling the tall, slender man down on the bed, she pushed him to his back. Her queen size bed wasn't nearly long enough for him to lie lengthwise, even diagonally across the bed. His legs dangling off the side of the bed, she looked down at his long ebony body. For the age she guessed him to be, his body was perfectly toned. Strong muscular chest, tight and flat stomach, and powerful legs; he had the body of a young athlete.

Climbing up on top of his body, she held herself up with her hands and arms, her breasts grazing his chest. She could see the trace of a smile on his face in the candlelit room as her mouth moved toward his. Her tongue moved tenderly across his lips. His tongue pushed out of his mouth slowly meeting hers. She took it into her mouth feverishly sucking it in.

She could feel his large hands grab her breasts cupping them gently at first, his fingers then tweaking her nipples, sending a shiver throughout her body. The charge of electricity she felt shot straight from her nipples to her pussy. Lowering her hips, her white, swollen clit rubbed slowly and sensuously against the hard black cock trapped between their bodies.

Reaching down, she took his cock in her hand. She could feel the veins straining against the skin. With her mouth still locked on his, she guided the thick dark cock into her shaven pussy slowly moving her body down to take it deep inside her wet pussy.

Together, they fucked slowly at first, increasing the speed and depth of the penetration until his thrusts shoved his proud black cock deep inside of her rapidly, then almost all the way out again. She could feel the muscles of her stomach start to tense and quiver as the cock pulsated wildly inside of her.

Putting her hands on his chest, she pushed her body up until she was sitting up. Her hands remained on his shoulders. Her head, eyes half closed, tilted back, as she rubbed and pushed up and down, forcing the head of the black cock to slide against her G-spot. Her back arched as her fingertips dug into his shoulders. The silence of night was momentarily broken by her soft voice pushing through her lips to let him know she was going to come, but begging him not to.

Low, husky moans emanated from her throat as her head jerked forward and back like she was riding a bucking bronc. His hands held her breasts tightly and she continued to bounce up and down at a furious pace. Her orgasm ripped through her body and a cry of pleasure pierced the silence of the room. Her body collapsed on his, but he kept fucking her. Her body wasn't even moving now, but the thick, black cock continued to snake in and out of her pussy.

She didn't want him to come yet, but she knew it was too late. His breathing changed and the sounds coming from deep within his throat became louder. His hands, already moved away from her breasts when she fell on top of him, grabbed her blonde hair. Looking to the side, she could see the huge black hands clutching her blonde hair in the mirror of her dresser. She didn't look long as he jerked her head forward pulling her mouth to his, slamming his black cock one final time into her delicate white pussy.

His body shook like thunder had just boomed near him. She couldn't feel the cum shooting inside of her, but could feel his body tense and hips push harder and deeper as he emptied his load of hot cum three or four times as he came. With each blast of cum, he pushed his tongue deeper in her mouth and pulled harder on her light hair with his strong black hands.

Disappointed at first, she slowly moved down his body to finish what she had started earlier. The insatiable desire she felt earlier to take his black cock back in her mouth overpowered her. His cock was still semi-hard. She moved her tongue over the top of it and down, taking his balls, one at a time, into her mouth. With her hand, she touched his cock, then took it in her hand. She continued suckling his balls and stroking his cock until the hardness returned once again.

Moving her lips back over his cock, she again felt the hardness of it grow in her mouth until it felt like a piece of black steel. The head grew inside her mouth. She could taste her own pussy juices mixed with the precum leaking out again. She tried to wrap her tongue around the girth of the thick black cock in her mouth, but there was little room. She sucked the head, moving her small white hand up and down the shaft of the black metal stretching her fingers wide apart. His hands went again to her hair, gripping tightly. Moving her hand faster and sucking harder, she yearned for the treat she knew was coming. His hips were bucking and fucking up and down driving his cock deeper into her mouth.

She tried hard to take him all the way down her throat, but he was too thick. Her mouth was opened as wide as she could stretch it and her cheeks puffed out. On her own, she couldn't take it all the way down. With his hands behind her head, he pulled hard while thrusting up into her waiting mouth, burying himself deeply in her throat. She could feel his cock quiver and strain in her mouth. She tried to hold it all the way in but started to choke. Trying to move her head up and away just slightly, she struggled but his grip on her hair and the back of her head was too strong and powerful.

She felt a sense of relief as he released his hold and began to fuck her mouth. She continued to work her hand up and down the length of his hard, black shaft. She could feel the head begin to swell more stuffing her small mouth full and then a rush of cum rising up the length of his cock. He came with an explosion, shooting his hot cum over the top of her mouth and back down her throat. Her exhausted mouth was filled with the hot sticky substance but she greedily sucked for all she was worth gulping down all he had to offer.

Even after she had drained him dry, she continued sucking the head of his big, black cock with reckless abandon. The sensitivity of the cock was apparent only to him as he tried to push her head away gently. She locked her mouth on the black dick even tighter until he finally moved his hands under her shoulders and with a mighty push freed his cock from her oral assault.

They laid on the bed exhausted. Still, no more words were spoken. After several minutes, he moved down between her legs, his tongue moving around her vaginal lips and over her still swollen clit to begin a new round of fucking and sucking. For the next two hours they continued their lovemaking. She would suck his cock, he would fuck her pussy. She would straddle his face with her hot pussy driving it down on his tongue until the moment she had already envisioned during their sexual encounter about finally came.

He pushed her over on her stomach and lifted her body up. Her butt met his pelvic area. She had never done it before, but felt his rock hard cock push against her small anal opening, penetrating slowly until it disappeared completely into her pink little asshole.

The feeling was new for her. At first it felt like her butt was on fire. As he fucked in and out of her ass, that fire went out and a new one ignited in her pussy. Steadying herself on one hand, she reached up to run her finger over her clit. It didn't work as she fell forward face down on the bed, her ass still held high by the hard cock embedded deep within her and his strong hands gripping her hips.

Raising back up, she met every one of his forward thrusts with a thrust back of her own. He moved one hand down grabbing the firm breast hanging below her chest to pinch and twist her nipple. His other hand moved down to her pussy, inserting one of his long fingers and running it up and down and in and out of her tender pussy. She could hear their breathing become heavier. She felt the familiar spasms in her lower stomach as she came again and again. His body lurched forward depositing his cum deep in her ass. Feeling his dark cock begin to soften inside of her, she clamped down to hold it in.

Her lips were raw from sucking his cock earlier so many times and now from biting down on them trying not to scream out from the heightened feelings of arousal around the fragile nerve endings of her small anal passage. She could feel him pulling out of her and tried to tell him no but the words wouldn't come. Tears rolled down her cheeks while his thick cum slid slowly down her legs.

The tall dark stranger got up and dressed silently. Marie laid on her back watching him intently, a smile on her face. He smiled back at her briefly then left the way he had apparently entered, through the window. She looked at the clock next to the bed. It was a little past 2:30 a.m. and she remembered her meeting. Turning on her side, her slender white fingers replacing the thick black cock that had so recently filled her pussy, she fell asleep only to be awakened a short time later by the alarm clock buzzing softly in the room.

Her first thoughts were about the night before. She wished the man would come back just one more time. Maybe she would leave the window open again, but for now, Marie quickly dressed and left for her breakfast meeting. Arriving at the hotel, she found a waiter and asked if a Mr. Cal Eversole was there yet. She was directed to a small room where only one man sat. He was a black man with silvery hair. He stood up and pulled a chair out for her. He was tall and handsome, maybe about 40.

"Are you Marie?" he asked.

"Yes, you must be Cal."

They exchanged awkward smiles. "Yes," he told her. "We have a new line of clothing we'd like you to consider."

"Whatever you have, I'll take!"

"I have some samples up in my room if you want to see them."

"Why don't we skip breakfast and go your room to check out what you've got to offer," she told him.

With a knowing smile, he stood up, pulled her chair back and taking her hand in his, they walked to the elevator.

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