A Quarter Dirty Dozen Stories (2 page)

Naleidi sweeps into the room and takes it all
in, the Balinese masks on the walls, the charts, other pictures
from my various travels.

“A drink?” I offer.

“Why not?” She has an aroma that is
unmistakable, something I can detect from beneath her perfume.
There’s a raw, animal quality to it that speaks directly to my
libido. I had never really thought about Naleidi sexually before,
though I have always been in awe of her facial beauty and superior
bearing. But now, in my room, swathed in tight cotton, her full
buttocks and breasts are having an effect on me.

“Are you busy?” Naleidi asks.

I turn. “Not really. I was making myself
busy, reading a thesis. I don’t really have to. It’s nice to have a
break,” I smile, and turn back to finish mixing the glasses.

Naleidi is looking out at the rain beating on
the empty parking lot outside. “It’s nice that it’s so quiet,” she
says, “but soon they will be back – the students. Chloe, too.”

Now I think we’re reaching a change
point.

I walk into the kitchen and mix our gin and
tonics. I make them strong. I can smell Naleidi’s fresh skin and
her underlying animal scent. It’s an erotic mix, the alluring and
the animal. I feel the charge.

She takes the drink and smiles. “Music,” she
says, “I know you like music. Put something on.”

I walk over to my CD rack, find some Sunny
Ade and put it on. The West African rhythm lightens the room and
I’m reminded of my travels. I move my shoulders in backward
circling movements as I was shown.

“Ha! You move like an African,” Naleidi says,
moving her own shoulders to the rhythm. “You know, I’ve never been
attracted to a white man before.”

I look at her and she smiles, dropping her
forehead and staring at me. I wait.

“But,” she says.

I breathe in slowly – expectant.

“Your friend Martin, though … he’s a very
attractive man. What?” Naledi adds, looking at me. “Oh, you thought
…” Naleidi laughs, “you thought I was going to say … ” She lifts
her glass, “Cheers,” she says, and we both laugh.

We dance and I turn up the volume. Outside
there is a crash of thunder and Naleidi hoots with joy. “Someone is
angry!”

I take her glass and mix us both another
drink. Naleidi has one hand on her hip and she is circling it
slowly. Her buttocks are full and round and I feel a twinge of
desire. She is looking at me, sweating slightly and her bosom is
rising and falling with the effort of dancing. I sidle alongside
and we circle our hips together; then I move behind her and hold
her hips and we continue to circle to the rhythm. I keep her
buttocks at a respectful distance, but she begins to reverse
towards me and soon is grinding against my groin.

“I feel someone waking up,” Naleidi says.

I swallow. She’d mentioned Martin, my good
friend, but now, two gin and tonics in, with Naleidi grinding
herself against me, I want her. I hold her hips and move my groin
so my cock can stand up. I press against her and she circles more.
We dance and move and I steer her towards the couch.

“No,” Naleidi says, “Take me to your bed. I’m
a woman.”

We are both excited, but Naleidi has such
beauty and such a regal bearing that I pause temporarily to take
her all in.

“What are you doing, man? Take your clothes
off.”

I unbutton my shirt, slip it off, then undo
my belt, unbutton my pants, and let them fall.

“So white! But that is impressive. So it’s
not true!”

“What they say about white cocks?”

Naleidi grabs my shaft and squeezes, hard.
“That will fill me,” she says, pulling me close. The music is still
playing and Naleidi is sashaying back towards the bed. When she
reaches it, she falls backwards, pulling me with her.

“Ouch!” I say, and she lets go and we start
kissing. Naleidi’s lips are large and hungry. We are both panting
and I start to wrestle with her wrap, but she intervenes and with
one swift movement her legs are parting and I run a hand down her
smooth dark inner thigh, then up to her pussy. Her pubic hair is
thick and wiry, and her pussy is lusciously wet.

Naleidi is groaning and massaging my head as
I stroke her labia and part them. I find her clit, which is
engorged and big. This makes my cock harder, and I begin to want
her badly, but instead of entering her I slide down her belly,
licking her naval on the way before pausing at her pussy. There is
a strong scent, not a bad one, just a sweaty animal scent.

“What are you doing?” Naleidi says.

“I’m going to lick you.”

Naleidi tries to pull me towards her. “No,”
she says, “we don’t do that in Africa.”

“We’re not in Africa,” I say, circling her
wet clit, and letting two of my fingers enter her.

“Put that white cock in me!”

I lower myself and gently begin to lick her,
parting her copious thighs and grabbing her full, round buttocks. I
part her labia and work her as skillfully as I can.

“I’m going to come!” Naleidi says. “Stop! I
want that cock. I want it.”

I pause, but then I plunge back into
Naleidi’s pussy, licking and stroking, feeling her tight short hair
against my face. She’s clawing me and groaning. As she comes, I
slide up my body and glide my cock inside her, right to the hilt.
Naleidi grabs my ass and pulls me into her.

“I came. I came,” Naleidi says, shaking her
head.

I move myself backwards and lift her thighs
so I can get my cock as far into he as possible. She is beautifully
dark with full breasts, and I start to grind against her pubic
bone. I catch a hint of her scent again as I gather speed, then
slow down, gather speed then slow down. My balls feel loose, and
Naleidi’s hand comes round and cups them. This feels good. I grab
one of her breasts and squeeze and she squeezes my balls. I feel my
cock begin to strain.

“I want to fuck you from behind,” I say.

“Not in my ass!” Naleidi says.

“No, I just want to see your magnificent
ass.”

I turn Naleidi over and put her on her knees
on the edge of the bed. I have never seen an ass so full and round.
It’s big, but very sexy. I grab my cock and give myself a few
pulls. The bed is high enough for me to almost stand as I enter
her.

“That is a hard cock,” Naleidi says, “a big,
hard cock, and my first white cock.”

“You’re my first African pussy,” I say,
guiding my cock in until I feel her wiry pubic hair against her
groin again. “Aghhhhhhh, that feels good.” My cock is fully inside
her and I feel him swell as I begin to thrust. I spank Naleidi hard
on the right buttock and she lets out a yelp.

“Yes,” she says and I spank her again, hard.
Naleidi grips the bed and I stop spanking her. I take her hips and
start thrusting deeply. I begin to sweat and it drips onto
Naleidi’s back and the crack in her buttocks. I run my hand in
between her buttocks, which are also sweaty. I ease her buttocks
apart until I can see her black ass hole and I circle it with a
finger, before sliding one in, then another. Naleidi is groaning
and I feel her ass tightening, then her pussy. I pause, pull my
cock out and place it on her asshole, then back in her pussy. I
slide in, spank her then, feeling my balls swaying as an orgasm
begins to well inside me, deep down. I slow down, catch it like a
wave, then drive myself into her, thrusting hard, lifting her ass
off the bed, pulling her buttocks towards me as I come, Naleidi
buckling beneath me as she groans in pleasure.

“Oooooh, yes,” Naleidi says, “I had no idea,
no idea.”

My cock is still hard and I start to thrust a
little. “You have a glorious bottom,” I say.

“Not like those skinny white asses.”

“No,” I say, “but some of those are
nice.”

“Like Chloe’s?” Naleidi asks.

The thought of Choloe’s ass makes my cock
harden in Naleidi’s pussy.

“I felt that, bad boy!” Naleidi says. She
spins round and grabs my cock. “Have you fucked her?” Naleidi asks,
working my cock with one hand. “Have you?”

“No,” I say.

Naleidi is working my cock and stroking my
balls. “I’m going to make that cock spurt hard,” Naleidi says. She
continues to work my head, licking, then taking some cock in her
mouth, before taking it deep in her mouth then taking it out again.
“Are you going to stick this cock in Chloe’s little pussy?” Naleidi
asks, thrashing on my cock and tickling my ass.

“Hey,” I say, “gently.”

“Are you?”

“I don’t know,” I say. “I haven’t.”

Naleidi takes my cock out of her mouth.
“Yet,” she says.

I’m feeling vulnerable, but at the same time
Naleidi is working me well and I put my hands on her. “Oh, Naleidi,
yes. I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”

Naleidi stops thrashing me and looks up at
me. “I’m jealous,” she says, looking at me. Her eyes are dark,
deep, large and beautiful. She suddenly looks very vulnerable and
sexy.

“Take me in your mouth again.”

This time Naleidi takes me in and works me
sensuously, groaning to herself as my cock engorges. She works me
slowly and deeply, holding my cock with one hand and my ass with
the other.

“Yes, oooooooh, yes,” I say and I feel the
welling, then the spurting and Naleidi swallowing, one, two, three
spurts. I ease myself out of her mouth and push her onto the bed
and kiss her. I can taste my cum in her mouth, but I want to kiss
her full, soft lips.

We’re holding each other tight and outside
there is a crash of thunder and I feel my cock twitch. “On your
knees, Naleidi,” I say. I roll her over.

“What are you going to do?” she asks.

“I’m going to fuck that big black ass of
yours. I have never seen such a big, gorgeous ass as that, and I’m
going to come inside it.”

“You are? You have more?” Naleidi says.

I part Naleidi’s buttocks and lick their
sweaty wetness. I can smell her animal scent and it makes my cock
hard. I lick her asshole and then stroke it, and suddenly I’m
becoming very hard and hungry. I get behind Naleidi and thrash
myself a few times ,then bring my cock to her asshole.

“Such a beautiful ass,” I say. “Let me in,
Naleidi, let me in.” I put my head on her asshole and push.

“First cock in my ass,” Naleidi says. “I
don’t know if I can take it. It’s big.”

I cover my cock in pussy juice and try again.
The tip enters and she groans.

“Nearly there,” I say. I’m desperate to
thrust and come, but first I have to get in.

“Agghhhh!” Naleidi says, “slowly,
slowly.”

I ease him in, feeling her ring tight on my
shaft. Inside is soft and warm, and I begin to slowly thrust. “Yes,
that’s good,” I say. “Do yourself, and let’s come together.”

I see Naleidi’s hand move back to her clit
and hear the change in her breath as she circles herself. Outside
the rain is pouring and there is more thunder. In the wall mirror I
see myself, kneeling behind Naledi, my white cock driving into her
beautiful black buttocks.

“Look in the mirror, Naleidi, look!” There is
a flash of lightening outside and the mirror turns white then I see
myself, teeth gritted, Naleidi’s eyes big and round, then closing
as she comes, and I close my eyes and drive hard and deep into her
ass, coming, in one big surging rush.

Her asshole squeezes on my cock and Naleidi
groans. “Ooooh, God, oooooooh, yes,” Naleidi says. “I don’t know
what I expected when I came here tonight. I was bored and horny and
jealous and lonely, and now I’ve got your big white cock stuck in
my big black ass.”

I ease myself slowly out and gently stroke
Naleidi’s ass. I lie down next to her and look at her big round
eyes. “Did that happen?” I ask. There’s a crack of thunder outside
and the rain sluices across the window.

“Oh yes,” Naleidi says, “that happened. That
definitely happened.” She puts her hand on my cock and squeezes
gently, “and it’s definitely going to happen again.” I feel my cock
twitch at the thought as the rain lashes down outside, and Naleidi
nuzzles close to me. “You dirty man,” she says, winking at me, “and
by the way, you’re attractive, too. In an animal way. You know.
Primal.” My cock flops to one side.

“I didn’t see that one coming, Naleidi.”

“I felt this one coming.” She squeezes my
cock before getting up, dressing, and heading to the door. She
turns and smiles at me. Such a beautiful, strong face. I wonder if
we’ll ever fuck again. Naleidi nods. “And I’m going to feel it
again. When I want it.” She shakes her finger at me, “You naughty
man!”

* * *

“Don’t hit it too, hard, just so it hits the
front wall then bounces behind the black line. Right. Like that.
Keep doing it.”

She does as I say and she’s really quite
good. She turns and smiles, then misses the ball. It hits the back
wall, rolls out, and we bump into each other as we both try to pick
it up.

“That was fun,” Katie says, standing up,
clutching the ball, “but I think I’m done, though. For today.” She
smiles at me. She’s athletic, not tall, but flat-bellied and firm
thighed. We’re close together and I can feel her warmth.

“You’re a good coach,” she adds, “I think I’m
getting better.” She looks up at me and our eyes meet.

It’s late and there are no people left in the
rec center changing rooms. I shower and feel the water beat against
my body as I soap myself and wash. My cock feels loose and thick,
and as I wash it I think of Katie’s haunches and her tight shorts
with her panty line pressed against her firm buttocks. My cock
engorges slightly, but this is not the place to become aroused.

We leave the rec center together. “Did you
drive or walk?” I ask.

“Walked.”

“Want a ride?”

“Well, you know what, why not? Thanks.”

We walk up the path to my truck and I open
the doors and we get in. I start the engine and the CD I had been
playing starts up, Belle and Sebastian.