Seductive Company

11

Ursula stared out the window at the Kansas City skyline, trying to decide what would be best for her to do. She thought, “How do I tell India about this?” “She has a chance with him but she didn’t want him…so why waste a good man.” She strolled over toward the bathroom, walking in as she smiled at the silhouette that was washing in the shower. Watching Miles in the shower through the reflection of the bathroom mirror was making Ursula reconsidered waiting. He had been a perfect gentleman with her, treating her with the utmost respect. However, Ursula was hesitant to get into a relationship with Miles for two reasons. One - she knew that India had an interest in him and two - this was the first time she had ever been intimate with a black man. Her folks seemed to be okay with it but she was unsure about her white friends. Although her best friend was Black, she couldn't help but notice the way some Black women looked at her when talked about getting with a Black man. Whenever, she brought it up in conversation, they would look at her as if she had gotten away with murder and was still running around on the streets.

The sight of Miles' tantalizing dick in the mirror brought on an orgasmic tingle throughout Ursula's body that erased all hesitation. It was huge! It hung from Miles’ body like an enormous exotic fruit covered in the mist of the rain forest. The tightness of his smooth flawless dark body confirmed that with each thrust, Ursula would reach new heights of pleasure. With this thought, her hand unknowingly found the center of her throbbing excitement. Ursula was reluctant to move it away, but she did so out of fear that Miles would notice it there. As he turned in full view of her, Ursula caught the sight of what this fine, virile black man had to offer. She loved his smooth dark chocolate skin, his athletic six foot two frame and, his jet-black short hair that was just about to bald and his clean-shaven face. A gasp escaped her lips with her discovery. He intrigued her. Miles turned to her with a look of confidence and seduction. He did not acknowledge her right away, but instead he began stroke his manhood slowly to tease her.

Ursula could not believe what he was doing. Miles leisurely stepped out of the shower and walked past her. He knew she was watching him in the shower with her mouth wide open. He knew she wanted him. Ursula wanted Miles to f*ck her, but did not know how to tell him. She did not know how to tell him all the naughty little things she wanted him to do to her. How could she tell him all the freaky things she thinks about while she masturbates during the late night hours? Miles continued the game just a little while longer. Hell, she had made him wait almost four months. Ursula finally came in to the bedroom behind him. J. Holiday was playing softly in the background. His seductive voice singing “Bed” made Ursula blush. A mischievous grin crossed Miles’ face. “Damn!”

Ursula looked so sexy. She had showered before him. Now she wore white, stretch, Calvin Klein boy shorts that cupped her p-ssy just right. Her matching ribbed, white tank top stretched over Ursula's B-cup breasts, highlighting her large nipples. He admired her sexy body; her shapely smooth legs, her firm stomach, and he just loved her petite fingers with her manicured French nails. Miles did not think he was going to be able to play this game with Ursula any longer. She was making his dick hard. F*ck! He could not hide what he was feeling.

Miles walked to the dresser, his throbbing dick bobbed up and down with each step until he lighted the vanilla scented candles. By the time he turned around to walk over to her, she was in the bed watching him. Ursula's fears left her and she was bold at this point, not turning her head away in embarrassment. Instead, she slowly crawled to the end of the bed and met Miles' manhood, kissing it like a long-lost friend. Ursula rubbed his dick over her lips, over her chin, under her neck. Miles ground his hips as he felt the slippery warmth of Ursula's mouth even as she parted her lips. Slowly her tongue encircled the mushrooming swollen head and his eyes closed tight. She rubbed her cheeks with the back of his curled fingers and she could tell he knew she was in control. Ursula allowed his body to enter her mouth. He felt the soft skin of her lips, the smooth surface of her teeth. Miles felt the soft folds of flesh inside her cheek and he watched her mouth expand in amazement as she swallowed all of him deep into the back of her throat. His neck whipped back and his hands closed into shaking fists from the sensation.

Ursula looked into Miles' eyes and eased him out of the silky warmth of her mouth. She took her hands from his slick, dark dick, allowing it to stand up. Ursula looked at the thick veins that broke like a river. She looked at the mahogany cord running on the underside that looked like a half-buried cable. Ursula smiled and kissed his throbbing tip once again and he could see by the look in her eyes that she wanted him inside of her.

Miles pulled back but Ursula recaptured him in her mouth. His toes curled into the cool thick carpet. Her pink lips slid wetly over the soft chocolate skin on his dick.

"Baby, you taste so good," Ursula said, and then swirled her hot tongue over Miles' dick. She growled, "I love the smell of you." She slid her sweet, sexy lips up and down the outside of his immense shaft and Miles gently pushed her head back as he fought the temptation to lose control.

Miles did not realize how much tension he had built up. He wanted her so bad. Two long months he had watched her erotic walk with her curvy hips and her small but round ass. He listened to the seductive way she read her secret poems that she only read to him. He wanted her.

He looked at this amazing woman as she undressed without releasing him from her mouth. She effortlessly slipped out of her white tank top and boy shorts; Miles was amazed. Her nipples were pink and hard. Miles licked his full lips at the sight of them as if already tasting them.

Miles could not stand it any longer. He pulled his body away from Ursula and watched her present her body to him. He sat next to her and swept his eyes over her tantalizing figure. Over her creamy soft curves and the hairless fleshy mound, he could not wait to enter. He sensed Ursula wanted to say something, but Miles quickly covered her mouth with the fullness of his lips and slowly covered her body with his.

Miles kissed Ursula's lips then inched down to her collarbone and her erect nipples. They were as pink, thick as gumdrops, and sweeter than the sugar coating. His lips circled them slowly and he knew he had hit a sensitive spot by the way her body jerked, and her mouth opened releasing a small gasp. With this, Ursula felt the pulsating begin between her legs. Miles heard her breathing quicken. He sensed her anticipation, and his mouth slid farther down her abdomen. He slid his tongue in and out of Ursula's navel and she whispered Miles’ name. His kisses slid down a little lower, and her moans became more urgent. Miles smelled her arousal, drawing him closer to her essence. He kissed her softly above her silky mound and under her trembling abdomen. Then his tongue slid lightly over Ursula's swollen *.

At first, Miles licked it slowly, gently. Then as Ursula began to writhe, he tongues her a little faster, up and down and back and forth flickering as fast as he can. Ursula, now felt her orgasm mounting, grabbed Miles’ head pushing him into her dripping p-ssy. She watched his head buried between her legs with her eyes barely open. The blend of chocolate and cream turned her on even more. He locked her thighs over his shoulders and positioned her for the ride he knows she will never forget. Miles ordered her to put her arms around his neck. Miles looked up and said, “Ursula, put your hands around my head.”

She panted, “What?”

She was confused but Ursula complied without question. In one motion, Miles lifted her from the bed, and she rode his shoulders to a corner of the room. He planted her like a flag against the wall with her feet kicking back and forth as if she was in a swing and he opened her up with his tongue. The deeper Miles licked the faster Ursula ground until he felt her thighs stiffen like a board. He knew she was about to cum. Ursula's mouth opened to scream but not a sound left her throat. She grabbed the back of his head; her thighs gripping him like a vice. She pushed herself away from the wall and they fell onto the bed in a chocolate-vanilla swirl. Ursula's mind spun, thinking if I 'd known he could eat p-ssy like this, I would have surrendered a long time ago. She cursed her friend in her mind for telling her that black men do not eat p-ssy.

Ursula's breathing was shallow and ragged, sweat dripped from her forehead down between her glistening breasts. She reached up and grabbed the headboard, making her way to her knees and arching her back. Miles brought his large strong hands up, gently spread her swollen lips apart and slid his tongue in deeper than it had ever been before. Just the salty sweet syrup of her p-ssy made his dick throb even harder. His tongue moved up and slowly traced circles around her coral pink a*shole. He then slowly flicked his tongue over her tight hole and then pushed deeper and deeper inside. No man had ever done this to Ursula before and she loved the wayward sensation she was feeling. She felt naughty, sexy and desired more than ever before.

Flipping Ursula over and onto her back Miles looked into her beautiful eyes, which had attracted him to her since day one. There was a glow on her face and a smile on her mouth.

Miles did not return her smile. Forcefully, he pulled her hips towards his dick. He rubbed it down her inner thigh and took in the disparity of her vanilla cream skin, his chocolate mocha dick and her pure pink p-ssy. The image before his eyes reminded him of his favorite Baskin Robbins ice cream sundae, sweet and creamy. Ursula's blue eyes rolled upward. “Make me cum, Miles; make me cum hard, f*ck my p-ssy right.”

Miles pried her legs apart and watched her open to his body. As he parted her silky-smooth lips, Ursula's mouth opened and gasped for air in expectation of the ecstasy to come. Her body was as wet as his dick was hard. He guided his dick into her soft, wet flesh without using his hands. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at Miles in surprise. The tightness just overwhelmed Miles’ big, massive dick. He grabbed the headboard and gave her more inch-by-inch as her teeth clenched. Her p-ssy was so tight; Miles felt his dick stretching her. He gave her more and Ursula said in an impassioned voice, "F*ck me!" as if she was shouting with her last breath.

As Miles entered her more deeply, he felt Ursula's body shudder. He felt the fleshy portion of her baby-soft calves squeeze his waist. Miles held on to the headboard and pushed his hard throbbing dick inside her creamy p-ssy a little deeper. Ursula moved her hips in harmony with Miles’ and felt his huge, black dick touch places that had never been touched before.

“Miles, f*ck me harder, give me all of it,” Ursula said with a deep desire as she clenched Miles’ ass into her. Miles could barely breath, he tried to call out Ursula's name, he tried to tell her how her body pleased him but it came out in a garbled mess. Ursula understood every word. Miles arched his back to thrust harder and put her legs over his shoulders and felt Ursula lock her feet behind his head. The deeper he stoked the more she moaned in delight. Ursula opened her thighs wider and looked hard at him. The slightest hint of a smile was tempting the edges of her lips and her eyes looked like shards of blue glass. Thrusting in and out with long, firm strokes Miles noticed a tear form at the edge of Ursula's left eye and then slide down her cheek as she moaned with the erotic rhythm of his stokes. Miles felt the muscles inside Ursula's p-ssy walls grabbing like a vice on his dick. He knew that she was about to cum in him. He wanted to make this a night for Ursula to remember, wanting to please her so much. He leaned away from her body, grabbed her knees and pushed them back to her chest so her hips rose to meet his tempo. Her eyes closed tight, her fingers clenched the sheets tightly, and she bit her bottom lip as Miles stroked deeply inside her. He wanted to cum so badly his body shuddered but he was determined to wait until he pleased her first. Miles felt Ursula's p-ssy quivering. He knew she was about to cum by the emptiness in her eyes.

“I want to feel your p-ssy, gush.” “I want your cunt to f*cking drown me!” “Cum so f*cking hard for me Ursula,” Miles commanded as he drilled her faster, harder and deeper with his black dick.

Miles felt Ursula's p-ssy pulsing. He felt the hard thrust of her hips and her muscles contracting, feeling like fingers milking his dick. Miles slammed his hips deeper into Ursula's erupting coochie as his own orgasm overpowered him. He let go of what he was waiting far too long for. His toes curled and the sharp pain of Ursula's teeth firmly planted in his flesh made his orgasm even more intense. Ursula mounting orgasm felt like an overflowing river during a flash flood. Her body clenched and shuddered around Miles’ potent body. She screamed aloud as she tried to take back control of her body. Her eyes were open but she could not see a thing. Ursula slowly released her hold on Miles’ dark flesh as the turbulent rivers subsided into a tranquil pace.

They caressed and held each other well into the night. The only communication was through the passionate and naughty explorations of their bodies and from the moans of ecstasy.

Ursula woke early that Saturday morning, her head nestled on Miles' chest and her leg wrapped tightly around his muscular thigh. She felt lightheaded as if she was in a dream but her eyes widened to behold the sight before her. Miles’ magnificent dark physique and her contrasting pale flesh swathing around, energized her and brought her back to reality. She could not help but stare at Miles' meaty black dick still moist and shimmering from their passions. Her hips spontaneously grinded her juicy coochie against his thigh and her left hand slowly found its way down to his dick. It felt so good, so powerful, and so erotic in her hand as Ursula felt the intense heat and throbbing of his dick come alive. She gently stroked his dick and teased his large balls until he was gigantic like a glorious black monument. Damn, it was as hard as a rock and Ursula still could not believe its size and girth. She smiled; realizing what she had in her hand was all hers. Ursula worked her tongue down Miles’ tasty chocolate thigh. She could feel that he had awakened from his deep sleep and took pride in her technique. Ursula looked up into Miles’ sexy, deep brown eyes and just smiled as she teased him with her tongue, making her mouth very familiar with the anatomy of his big dick and balls. Miles immediately became aroused and pulled Ursula onto him, pushed her hips and lowered her p-ssy over his face. He spread her fleshy lips apart and buried his tongue into warm p-ssy, still filled with his cum from the night before. Ursula ground her p-ssy all over Miles’ face as she took his dick deeper into her mouth. She felt her body tingle all over as Miles licked and sucked her from * to ass. She released his dick from her mouth and rose up because the pleasure was too intense for her to focus on sucking his dick anymore. Ursula felt Miles’ pointer finger enter her p-ssy and then his middle finger entered her ass as he sucked on her *. The pleasure was beyond words. Her neck snapped back and she rocked back to f*ck herself on his face and fingers. Her hand tightened hard around his dick and her body shuddered with pleasure.

“F*ck me, Miles, f*ck me,” Ursula screamed as she bent over on her knees, raising her ass in the air and offering herself to him. Ursula felt Miles’ dick entering her dripping wet folds from behind; with a force and desire, she loves. He filled her up completely and f*cked her hard the way she liked it, slamming his big dick into her p-ssy. The room filled with the passionate fragrance of sex and moaning. Without even thinking about it, Ursula shocked herself by fingering her own ass, only to have it replaced by Miles’ thumb, which sent her to the point of eruption. Ursula felt Miles’ body stiffen and grind deep into her flesh. Her muscles contracted strongly around his huge member and she felt his cum gush deep inside her p-ssy. They ground against each other desperately and Ursula's inner muscles contracted and released with fever around his wonderful dick.

They did not want the intense pleasure to end as they felt their juices flowing down Ursula's thighs. They finally collapsed into each other's arms. Miles looked at Ursula, with a slight grin on his face. He knew he had her with the first stroke he gave her last night. It turned him on that she liked it so much that she would just take it. She thought to herself, was this the kind of woman he liked, the kind that was not afraid to go for the dick. Miles was not reluctant to admit that Ursula had him whipped, and he was going to do everything possible to please her.

Ursula gazed back into Miles’ eyes and discovered what she had wanted for so long had been in her grasp for two months and she did not know it. She knew she could be herself with Miles and not be judged; he would protect her and love her forever. He would make love to her and f*ck her any way she desired and she would do the same for him. She kissed Miles’ sweet lips knowing this was the only man that made her sweet juices flow the instant he touched her with his tongue. The man that had shown her how capable a man could be in satisfying her with the many discoveries of pleasure. Ursula was thankful for discovering Miles but how would she tell India that she slept with a man that she wanted for her?


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Marc sat on the edge of the bed as he thought, “Why can’t I get in touch with her…I wonder what she was calling about?”

Before he could finish his thought, the phone rang again. He quickly picked it up, observing the caller id. He immediately noticed that it was an international call coming in from the Bahamas. He sighed as he thought, “It’s her…I need to keep my composure…here goes!”

“Hello!”

“Hello…Marc?”

“India…how are you…is everything alright?” “Do you need me to do something?”

She laughed as she replied, “Yeah as a matter of fact I do…but first how are you doing Marc?”

He smiled as he responded, “I’m fine India…I am just missing you being around in the office!”

She giggled as she replied, “That’s good Marc….focus…I need you to do me a favor.”

He straighten up as he replied, “Just name it…I’m on it!”

I need you to find out what time that carrier plane comes in from the Bahamas on tomorrow night and I need you to pick up an extremely important packet.” “You are to get this packet and take it to Ursula as soon as you get it…I don’t care what time you receive it you just get it to her…you understand?”

He nodded his head in the affirmative as if India could see him. She quickly asked him again, “Do you understand Marc?”

He fumbled the phone around as if he was about to drop it on the floor as he immediately caught it and put it back up to his ear. He quickly replied, “Yes…I understand Ma’am!”

She laughed as she replied, “Good…I’ll call you tomorrow to make sure you was able to get the packet okay?”

“Yes Ms. Wynn…I’ll make sure I do this as soon as it comes in!”

“I’ll talk to you later Marc…have a nice evening okay?”

“Oh…sure I will…I just…”

Before he could say anything else, she quickly hung up the phone. He looked at the phone as he quickly threw it on the bed as he thought, “Damn…why didn’t I tell her how I feel…shit!” “I really need to man up and just let her know…but how do I do this without her turning me in and getting me fired?” “I need Ursula to help me with this…I’ll tell her tomorrow when I deliver that packet to her. She’ll know what to do.”