Wet & Wild
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Trilling and enticing sex story were hers for the tasting and she intended on dining until she was satisfied. Angela was a brilliant nurse in training. While she attended university, she was often made reference to as a weirdo. She was one who would be called an introvert since she was always walking alone; very rare you would find her in the company of others. She was a very eloquent speaker during her presentations, for many, it was hard to believe she didn’t socialize much. This charming beauty was a special gem; humility was the character she wore. The illuminating smile she was clothed in would just light up the hearts of those who admired her, although it was just a few. Her steps were always searching, though guided while she patiently walked the pavement going to and from as usual.
On this particular day, the rain was pouring heavily. While walking along the sheltered pavement, Angela came across a speeding boy who unwittingly slipped and crashed into her; knocking all of her belongings to the wet floor. Angela's assignments were saved due to the outer plastic covering she had placed them into. Bending over to reach for her belongings, she accidentally bumped heads with her unintentional assailant. He seemed hurt somewhat so she helped him to his feet and he appreciated it.
“Thank you for assisting me back to my feet and sorry, beautiful for crashing into you. I was on my way to the pool to have a swim; not many people use it this time of day.” He said while noticing the radiant smile that brightens Angela's countenance.
“It’s okay, your apology is accepted,” She told him.
“What about the invite to swim with me, if you’re not too busy?” He offered.
“Do you know if I can swim before inviting me into your four corner ocean?”
“If you can’t swim then I’ll be delighted to teach you.” He smiled.
“I don’t even know your name, yet, you’re asking me to join you for a swim.”
Angela raised a brow suspiciously. In response to this, the boy gave a brief introduction of himself.
“Hi! I’m Denzel, care to tell me what your name is, sexy?” He said reaching out his hand to greet her.
“I’m Angela, wonderful to meet you, Denzel,” She responded while shaking his hand.
“This sounds like a yes to me, right?” Denzel hastily added, “I’ll swim buck naked in the pool, you can barrow my boxers so your panties don’t get wet.” Though he said this, in his smutty mind, Denzel wanted to compose a hot peppery sex story with Angela by the pool. Little did he know that she was thinking the exact same thing.
From the moment Angela bumped into Denzel’s strapping body, she accidentally felt the bulge he had packing in his shorts and secretly desired to taste its full length. Many of her university colleagues thought of her as a reserved introvert, hence they wouldn’t have guessed that she was actually a craving nymphomaniac. To reply to Denzel’s early remark, Angela told him:
“Denzel, I didn’t confirm anything with you yet, more so to wear your boxers.”
Denzel responded cockily. “Believe me, girl, it’s not a problem. I have no shame in exposing my privates when it comes to women.”
“You’re a naughty one,” Angela spoke with slight laughter.
“I can get even dirtier for you girl. I want to eat below your table until your cup is full and running over.”
As they conversed, Angela felt heated up under Denzel’s desirous stare to the point where her innocent pussycat began itching. She wanted badly to ask Denzel to scratch the itch for her, however, she maintained a level head.
“Girl you’re so fine.” Denzel admired Angela from behind with mouth-watering desire, looking at her bouncy rump rolling like a dice. She went along while he did most of the sweet-talking, Angela only realized where she was standing when she arrived at the edge of the pool.
“Huh, how did I get here?”
“Don’t think about the ‘how’ girl, just follow my flow.” Denzel’s eyes were staring smack into Angela’s cleavage, thinking of how to approach her boobs. Angela trailed his eyes to her tits then she coughed breaking his concentration, as a result, his eyes met hers and he smiled at her broadly.
While beneath Denzel’s desirous stare, Angela's feet felt weak from his caressing eyes. She took a chocolate bar from her purse as she glanced at him thirstily watching her. “Would you care for a bite of my tasty chocolate?” She offered.
“Girl, if you give me a chance, your cherry lips will become a chocolate bar in my mouth and I’ll bite it with pure sleekness.”
“Are you certain about this?”
“Yes, I can handle the ride,” Denzel replied confidently.
While they munched on the snack, Denzel sparked up a steamy conversation with Angela, causing her sexuality to arouse to a heightened level. Make no mistake, Denzel wouldn’t stop, not until he lured Angela to the private party taking place in his shorts. His manhood was veritably disturbed now more than ever, and he desired so much to take a bite of Angela’s juicy ass. Denzel finally built up the courage to hit her with the most striking question he wanted to pose to her all along.
“Angela, do you want me to make that pussy purr for you?”
“I’m not sure, Denzel. I barely know you.” She replied teasingly.
At the response she gave, he gained leverage with her, thus he went in to conquer, “I must tell you that you’re the most beautiful, also sexiest young lady on this campus, and my rod is on fire for you. The only remedy that can cure it is the one that the doctor ordered, and since you’re the nurse please give me the thing that I need most.
“And what is it that you desire from this nurse?” Though she knew, she still asked.
“Sexual healing girl. You have a sexy jelly ass behind you and two beautiful tits that are tempting to touch. Angie, I hear them calling my name silently, and girl your whole package is so damn fine. I so want to be tangled up in your webs right now, look at the bulge your body has erected in my pants, just ima gine when my flesh-pipe gobble up your fat tasty pussycat and strip it of all its lewd furs. When I’m finished shaving you so smooth, none of your panties will be able to stay on you…”
“For crying out loud, can you finish talking already so we can get intimate now, my panty is soaking wet.” This craving utterance from Angela’s purring lips startled Denzel a bit.
“And here I was trying to impress the shit out of you, not knowing that you want to taste my lollipop girl.”
Denzel wanted to scream aloud joyously but he played it down with a heart of triumph. Although, he could never pass up on this opportunity for his nuts were as blue as the sky. Nevertheless, he felt a sense of accomplishment after trying so hard to achieve his goal, which he felt was too good to be true.
“So why stand there wasting precious time?” Angela asked him.
“I’m coming girl.” Denzel walked up to her. He thought about pulling her into the pool, then he remembered something crucial. “Girl, there’s a major but minor problem, I don’t have any condoms with me, but I can utilize the withdrawal method. Honestly, I didn’t know you would want to do it with me too, I was just trying my luck. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a willing and ready participant since I’ve always wanted to whip your pussy with my rod of correction.”
“Are you going to waste time talking about useless things Denzel when we could be getting down to business right about now?”
“Angela, how can you ask such a thing of me? The answer is yes, I’m in. I might not have any condoms but I sure do have my tool kit with me. Girl, I’ve always wanted to try this interracial thing, so I’m ready to tap your sweet white ass with my big black staff.”
“Oh, really?” Angela grabbed Denzel’s chocolate ass after quickly getting rid of her underwear then alighted her buttocks at the edge of the pool before speaking vulgarly, “Boy, come eat my pussy right here where I’m sitting.”
“Yes ma’am!” Within seconds, Denzel’s head was buried betwixt Angela’s steamy crotch; he began feasting on her delectable moist dish. His tongue was occupied with the sensitive lips of her sex while two of his fingers were thrusting into her smoothly. Angela wasn’t feeling him as roughly as she wanted to, thus she tongue screwed his mouth for a moment until he was back eating sultry sushi again.
“Boy, stop beating around the bushes and eat my salacious fish like you ought to, because honestly, I’m not feeling you. If you’re going to beg for sex from a woman make sure you can do the job properly. Weren’t you the one who said that you were going to gobble up my tasty pussycat and strip it of all its lewd furs? So far, you aren’t shaving anything, you are disappointing me with your lame tongue action”
“What do you mean?” Denzel felt a tad bit of humiliation by Angela’s scolding utterance. She further added:
“Denzel, force your tongue into me and work it, tickle my fancy from within so I can feel all of your loving warmth.”
“Like this?” Denzel asked Angela as he commenced stroking her sweetness with his tongue; stirring it at the same time.
“Yes boy, this is how you eat white pussy! Bite me now very gentle! A little harder please.”
“Yes.” Denzel commenced biting Angela with such fire in his mouth that she began wriggling her behind uncontrollably. Now she was gyrating and jamming into his mouth with vibrancy and vigour. She held his head closer to her overheating sex and continue to make sweet love to his mouth. Denzel did an exceptionally unbelievable move on her inner sanctuary that had her behaving disorderly. Her feet were now on his shoulders while her entire body was revelling in ecstasy. Angela’s moist flesh was jamming in his mouth profusely while two of his fingers were causing a raging storm inside her overheating furnace. She then shivered with delightful pleasure as her labia overflowed with sweetness.
“Sweet Mother of Sex! Lick my body boy! Ravish my parted lips with your hot tongue! Yes, that’s it! Hum! Ayah!” Angela felt so much sexual pleasure betwixt her thighs that it started oozing out creamy drools which slowly leak into Denzel’s welcoming mouth; he feasted on it as if he was starving for sex for a long while.
Now Denzel had Angela right where he wanted her, dining on her luscious round buttocks. He began making hard-core love to her rear orifice as fiercely as he could. However, no matter how roughly he slammed her trunk, she wouldn’t back down, she gyrated on his big buddy with meaning and he was loving it. Denzel’s flesh-pipe was tasting sweet ass for the second time in his life, and believe me, he didn’t intend for it to be his last time. He fed Angela with a fiery passion from his winery then later released the synergy of his bad bull dog. He barked profoundly into her fat trunk for he knew she couldn’t get pregnant from there.
Angela threw down the ghetto slam on Denzel’s rigid erection that at one instant, he thought his boner was broken. “Wait the fuck up girl! Let me check my dick to see if it’s still intact.”
When he realized it was still there, he began ploughing so deep and viciously into her trunk that she pulled away from him apace. “Get back here! You ain’t going nowhere after what you just did to my Jonny.” Denzel grabbed Angela’s long flowing hair; pulled her back into his thrust then began ramming and stabbing her in hard-core fashion. Later, his rough thrusting gradually became slow and steady. Angela was aware that he was nearing his destination. He slow-danced into her rump until he unleashed his warm male milk all over the pool.
“Whew, that was epic.” Breathing a sigh of relief, Denzel was getting ready to call quits, however, now it was Angela’s turn, she helped him out of the pool then pushed him to his back on the cool ground.
Climbing atop him she said, “I’m going to give your big black motorcycle a white girl’s rough ride.”
“Oh shit, really? You’re no slouch girl. Come on, I still have some petrol leftover in the tank.”
“Ok, you better be ready to handle it.” Angela’s swollen buff started hitting rambunctiously against Denzel’s firm erection. She was riding him so fiercely that he felt as if he was falling through the ground. Yet, he wasn’t a quitter, he wouldn’t have her knocking down the hurdles without him. He was hell-bent on falling a few of them himself, thus he began stabbing up into her with such stamina that she abruptly hopped off his jerking motorcycle.
“Get back on this shit!” Denzel quickly grabbed Angela’s hips and pulled her back down on his standing sugar cane. “Juice my cane girl! Today is your day to feast!”
When Denzel pulled out his thickness to beat it against Angela’s raging meat, her thirsty tongue latched on to it as a vice. Her moist tongue embraced his rod tighter than a vice. She peeled his banana all the way down ever so gentle. There in the heat of passion, Denzel’s fingers roamed her streets and lanes before making their way up into her delicious reducing buff. Angela was polishing his staff with her warm kitty saliva. Denzel got so carried away with an overflowing sweetness that he discharged his weapon into her dungeon illegally.
“Huh? What the fuck did you just do boy, did you cum into my pussy?”
“Angela, your tightness is too damn sweet. I just couldn’t pull out in time so I stayed there.”
“Denzel, shut your lying ass! You didn’t even try.” Retort Angela angrily.
“Why didn’t you push me off or something then?”
“Boy, you were going deeper and deeper into me, and apart from that, your thrusting techniques were too wonderful to obstruct your flow.”
“So you’re cool with it?” Denzel couldn’t read the vibe accurately. By the tone of Angela’s voice, he ascertained that she was slightly upset but her body language was saying otherwise, so he just didn’t know. “Well then, are you?”
“Shut the hell up boy and let’s shag some more!” Angela vulgarly told him. Whenever she got this way, it meant that her latent nymphomaniac persona was surfacing.
Denzel was incredulous when he heard her reply. “You actually want to do it some more? Damn white girl, you’re a frigging beast.”
“Shut up and come ravish me.”
Flat on her back, Angela was lying with her legs spread apart when she told Denzel to bite her wet cunt. To her, it seemed like the best move, but it was a grave mistake she made. You would think she would have realized that Denzel was just only playing with her in the beginning. Among his peers, he was labelled as the Majestic Eater when it came to tasting, licking, biting, moreover, swiping women's erogenous zones.
“Since you’ve asked for this girl, you better not regret it later.” Without hesitation, Denzel dove into Angela’s well-shaved buff, eating with his entire face; even his nose was enjoying the show since he appreciated the smell. His tongue was sturdy and flexible, it also possessed the length and strength required to tickle Angela’s fancy. Next, he began fisting into her narrow hole with his fingers while the other hand was caressing her tits. As he tantalized her salacious lips with his tongue, he was also biting her clitoral fruit with tenderness.
Angela’s moans were becoming louder by the moment. By the jerking way her body was writhing with ecstasy, Denzel knew his performing was peaking. During his oral foreplay accompanied by his finger thrusting, she was peeing sweet juice on herself successively until she felt elated. She was sexually inclined and this was her moment to shine like the rising star that she was. Angela made the most of Denzel’s big black mamba by slithering down her clammy white slit onto it.
“Holy Hell!” Angela screamed as she abruptly eased up off Denzel’s solid tree trunk.
“Girl, what’s wrong?” He asked with great concern in his voice.
“I almost rip my crotch apart from my rash approach earlier.” She explained.
“Come here girl, let me teach you how to adroitly jump from limb to limb on my tall tree.” Saying this, Denzel gently eased Angela down timelessly on his firm erection while massaging her succulent clitoral fruit. He positioned his hard musical instrument deep into her labia where he began his silent whispering. “Let me grind you nice and sweet girl.”
Denzel laid on top of Angela, gradually working his solid erection into her moist flesh. After entering fully, he then started riding her fiercely. Make no mistake, she wasn’t complaining, she was right there with him gyrating her waistline to the tune of his salacious rhythms. By the rough way how he was ravishing her provocative feline, she felt as if her womb had shifted a couple of centimetres. He was trying to rid the juices from her clammy kitty cat while trying to reduce the throbbing swelling of his big black flesh-pipe.
“Easy boy! Easy!” Angela exclaimed painfully for Denzel to curtail his intense actions, however, he was still fiercely devouring her pussycat with his mad pit bull. “Stand at ease boy! You damn wild stallion, I said stand at ease for I’m about to burst!”
Being unable to contain her dam from flowing over, Angela’s crying kitty exuded hefty tears which saturated Denzel’s bulge. Then she commented, “I’ve always wanted the length and strength of a firm black cock to crow inside of my nasty coop and now that I have, I don’t want you to ever stop screwing my brains out. Your dangerous anaconda belongs to me now boy, don’t think of sharing it with anyone else.”
“Girl, that’s a promise I won’t keep, furthermore, I’m not through with you yet. Get ready, for I’m about to crash my junk into your tight trunk.”
“Are you sure you can still go another round?”
“Of course, do you have any idea who you’re dealing with? Ladies like to call me the Stamina Man.”
Denzel spread apart Angela’s scrumptious butt cheeks then commenced devouring her apple pie with hot energizing thrusting. He crashed into her sexy trunk until many flushed dents presented themselves. Later, he discharged his ammunition into her as he continued spanking her bum breathlessly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Though he had already released his male milk, Denzel was still slamming harder into her dent trunk. Angela could hardly contain the ecstatic pleasure her posterior was experiencing since it was cloyed from the spectacular collision it was receiving.
“Pull over driver! Oh, for God sakes, stop!” Angela echoed out loudly, “My backside is suffocating, your cock is treading my hen nice and sweet. Denzel, your sensational bumping is more than wonderful. I’m simply dumbstruck by your sweet sugar stick. To be honest with you, I can’t handle the joyride that pouring into me anymore.
Hearing this comment, Denzel raised a brow satisfyingly, moreover, stated, “Is that so? Girl, please accept my condolence on the behalf of your ass, because I can’t stop now. I’m homeward bound.”
Angela’s speech ceased flowing due to Denzel’s big black dog which suddenly stirred up a category eight storm inside her scared kitty. He continued to dine on her magnificent rump until the odour was almost none detectable and her behind began dripping tears of ecstasy. Now, he was the one vibrating like a propeller until he ejaculated into her nice warm hole. Although Denzel was lying next to her by the poolside, Angela felt as if he was still ravishing her body, but when her hand reached for her fluffy posterior, she realized that his bulge wasn’t there.
“Denzel, please examine my ass for me and tell me if it is okay.”
“Baby, your ass is just fine, unless you want me to kiss it for you.”
“No, boy. I don’t think I want you to kiss it so soon after your hot steamy joyride.”
“You will hop onto my motorcycle again soon though?”
“Don’t get me wrong, you’ve given me pure undiluted, hard-core, sleek, hot, fantastic loving and for that I’m grateful. However, my pussycat is still purring from your stunning performance. Normally, when it comes to wet and wild sex I like it peppery, but this ride was a bit too hot for me to handle.
“Girl, you know you can’t deny my Johnny boy another touch after experiencing the wrath it offered. Angela, your white kitty is still drunken from my strong liquor, and as soon as it gets sober, it will surely desire more of my intoxicating loving.
“That I might agree on.” That evening, Angela left Denzel by the poolside gratified. After getting dressed, she strutted away innocently as if a moment ago, she wasn’t a craving nymphomaniac riding on a big black rowdy motorcycle. Her peers walked by her on the wet pavement, thinking that she was still a quiet introvert and a noble saint who knew nothing about sex. How ignorant were they?