Interracial Erotic Stories

He stood still except for a quivering of his ass as he filled his condom with spunk. Lisa tried to push herself into Jimmy, but he held her so tight that she hadn't enough play to make any movement. Her moans of frustration were almost a whine. His orgasm complete, Jimmy pulled his cock from Lisa's raw, red pussy. She reached for her clit with both hands. George reached for her waist. He lifted her and then dropped her down sharply onto his prick. He began to use her ass with such force that Lisa couldn't use her fingers to good effect. Almost there, almost there," she all but pleaded as George tensed with his orgasm. His body convulsed in time with animal grunts coming from deep in his throat. After the last tremor of his body, George heaved her from his cock and lap together. With the same smooth motion, George placed the panting white girl at his side and lay back with his arms spread wide. Lisa spread her legs and reached into the gap. Her outer pussy lips had separated and left the inner lips and the gash of her cunt exposed. They and the skin of the surrounding area almost to the meat of her thighs were a dark, angry crimson. At the top, the pink pearl of her clit stood from the juncture of the outer folds. I pulled her hands away. I lay the palm of her left on her leg. Holding her other hand tightly, I slipped two fingers from my free hand inside her gaping hole. Despite the assault of four cocks, the muscles inside held onto my fingers so tightly that I was left with little play to pull them out. I curled my fingers back to touch just below where the clit would be. With short punches, I began to fuck her with my fingers and lowered my mouth to her pussy. My lips found her clit. I sucked it. As I sucked, my tongue played with it, rolling it around the tip like a bead. She used her free hand to grasp the top of my head and to push it deeper into the cleft between her legs. "Oh my God, Kenny," Lisa shouted out, her voice shaky. Her body likewise began to shake. She flexed her hips in fruitless attempt to thrust against my immobile face as her nails dug into the skin of my scalp. Her thighs squeezed my head tightly, and her internal muscles squeezed my fingers. Again, she screamed out, this time more of a high pitch squeal than anything coherent. As her scream petered out, her hand's grip on my head slackened. It fell at her side by the time she had grown quiet. Her legs relaxed and parted limply, releasing me as well. I stood up to find that Lisa had collapsed into a sprawling pile. "Man." said Jimmy. "It looks like you knocked her out, Kenny." "Yeah," Ron piped in from across the room. He was putting on his pants. "But, you won't catch me doing that." "Me either," said Bill. "I don't see how you can. That's where they pee from." "You didn't seem to mind when Lisa was going down on you." My voice wasn't harsh, but I did add a bit of questioning stress to it. "Isn't that the same thing?" "Ah, Kenny." George looked up as he reached for his pants. "It's completely different." "If you say so," I said, shaking my head. "I'll be right back. I gotta piss." I turned and headed down the single hall. I found the bathroom easily enough, seeing as how most modern apartments follow the same rough floor plan. Within a few moments, I was back in the living room. The guys and their clothes were gone. Lisa sat on the couch facing me. A cigarette dangled from her left hand. She had on fluffy terry cloth robe, which had me feeling naked. "Where are the guys," I asked. "They took off. I told them that I would take you home." She patted the seat next to her with her right hand. "Sit down." I sat. "Thanks, Kenny." She smiled. "I needed that." "Uh," I groped for something else to say. "It was my pleasure. You have a nice tasting pussy." "Thanks." She played with her hands for a moment. Dropping them in her lap, she continued, "Why'd you do it?" I shrugged. "Why not? You needed to cum, and none of us seemed up to it at the moment." "Yeah," she agreed meekly, staring at her hands. We sat quietly. I squirmed a little as I watched my clothes going nowhere on the floor. Lisa remained as still as a statue, studying her hands. I could hear the soft rumblings of the heater going about its business. "Lisa?" I said into silence. "Yeah, Kenny?" I sighed then asked, "Why am I still here." "I wanted to thank you." She swallowed. "What you did was nice." "Yeah, but..." "And I didn't want the guys around." "Oh. You could've waited till when you saw me at work." "Kenny, today was my last day at the bistro." She looked up from her hands. "I start at the country club on Monday." I gaped. "I didn't want people to know I was leaving. They would just make a big deal. And I wanted to fuck the guys before I left. If they knew, they would've tried to get my number." She sighed. "I just want to fuck them, Kenny, not date them." "Okay." "Though, I do get lonely." "Okay?" With a gentle giggle, Lisa leaned over and kissed my cheek. "For someone so smart, Kenny, you sure ain't very bright." "I--" "...have two choices, Kenny. You walk out of here with my number and promise to call me after work tomorrow. Or you spend the night." She undid the tie to her robe and pulled it open. The brown nipples of her generous breasts stuck out. She took my head and pulled me to her bosom. "Please stay."