I walked up behind her, put my arm around her waist and breathed in the scent of her hair. A healthy woman’s hair must be chock full of pheromones because the scent of a woman’s hair always excites me. I concluded that she was a healthy woman. Slowly, we removed each other’s clothing to reveal more and more of the other’s body and prolong enjoying the enchanting contrasts between our colour as well as the wonderful differences between a man and a woman. Finally, we were naked except for underwear and I sat back to take a better look at my black beauty. Her underwear wasn’t at all sexy. She was a real woman with a real job and no use for skimpy underwear. It was working woman’s underwear, sensible and bore the mark of many types of washing. I gently moved my free hand over her breast, firm enough so that I didn’t tickle but not so firm as to hurt. Every woman will respond to the firm but gentle approach and if she wants more firmness she will ask. She didn’t say a word all she gave out were animal-like noises as I felt and then tasted those black breasts. My secret for handling breasts is to caress all around, kiss all around and only then to kiss the nipples. Her noises went up 10 decibels in reaction to my tongue on her nipples.

She grabbed my wrist and tried to push it downward on her stomach. Slowly, I said, I want to make the moment last. In my own good time my hand moved over her soft and slightly rounded stomach. Simultaneously, we slipped our hands under the back of each other’s underwear. Her buttocks were bigger and firmer than what I was used to from white women. My hand couldn’t hold even one cheek. I could just caress them. My tongue penetrated that magnificent curly black furburger, up and down, over the inner lips, between them and to just below the clitoris, never on top of it. You can drive a woman wild by not putting pressure directly on the clitoris, always on the bottom side and never on the top. Not that she needed encouragement to be wild. It was a good thing I had hold of her solid thighs or all that thrashing might have kept me away from my work. I finally heard the screams of an orgasm.

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