I had been kicking it with a Punjabi babe named Sunny Leone. She was short with emerald eyes, hot body, and long dark hair. Sunny was also the best friend of my girlfriend, Tia Bella. We both liked each other and enjoyed each other's company. The truth was we did not even regret it or worry too much about the consequences.
One Saturday evening, I was in my Manhattan penthouse waiting for Sunny. She showed up at my apartment looking sensational as ever. Sunny wore a tight-fitting cropped black top that exposed her enviable abs and black pants. The outfit complemented her fair skin.
"Are you ready?" she asked excitedly.
"Yes, let's go, baby girl!" I replied.
The weather was warm and gorgeous. We raced down the streets of Manhattan in my yellow Corvette C6. I felt excited to hang out with Sunny that I had a serious hard-on. Sunny smiled and kissed the side of my face. She seemed more thrilled than I was.
We went to a nice lounge in Tribeca. As we walked to the back, we obviously enjoyed all the attention we received. I felt like I was one the biggest hip-hop star in the place. We took seats at a table, ordered some drinks, and began talking.
"I like this place," Sunny expressed. "It's not too crowded and the crowd is not too wild and crazy."
"Yes," I agreed. "That's why I really stop going to clubs. I prefer to go to a spot where the mood is cool and mellow."
"How do you think Tia is going to feel about us hanging out like this?" Sunny asked.
I took a deep breath and said, "Well, she's definitely going to be mad, but I cannot deny what I feel. We have so much chemistry, which is strange. It feels like we're the ones dating."
"I feel that way too." Sunny sighed.
"Honestly, I am feeling you, Sunny," I told her.
Sunny blushed. "Stop it."
"What?" I chuckled. "You're hot!"
"Well, thank you, Mar'e," Sunny continued. "I think you're very handsome and I'm feeling you too. I can't believe you're turning me on."
Her comment put a smile on my face. I felt good about tonight. We finished our drinks and hit the dance floor. We danced innocently and playfully at first. Then our dancing became freaky. The more we danced, the bolder I got. My hands wandered Sunny's sexy body. I heard Sunny chuckled and moaned softly. We engaged in a French kiss that seemed to make everything in the lounge stop.
Sunny whispered in my ear, "Do you want to get out of here and do something?"
"Yes," I said. "Let's go."
In the Corvette, rap music blared. Sunny unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. Then she performed fellatio on me. The feeling was great that a bolt of electricity shot up my body. I stopped at a red light and Sunny rose up giggling.
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