Chapter 1

On September 4th, one of my college friends was scheduled to get married in Boston. Usually, when I have any kind of trip planned, I’d take the day before and the day after off, just to account for Murphy’s Law. For some strange reason, I decided to work on that Friday, get off work at 5:00 pm and make it to the airport in time for a 7:30 flight.

One would think I’d have ample time to get to the airport, however, as I drove along in my car on the interstate and witnessed the sea of cars in front of me, nearly at a standstill, I thought, fuck ... I just might miss my flight.

As I’m sitting there in the clusterfuck of traffic, one of my jams by H.E.R. sounds through speakers. Shit, instantly I was feeling like sexing. Especially since I had not had any human dick in almost three years. My last experience left me traumatized and disappointed.

He was a handsome man, African American. Had this amazing smooth dark skin, tall, so I knew he was going to have a nice-sized cock. We had gone on a few dates and had several phone calls, so I figured it was time.

Now, one of my favorite positions is the cowgirl. I love to sit on that long stick and glide my pussy to the tip and twerk on the shaft while looking right in a man’s eyes, holding his chin and saying, “You like this pussy, don’t you.”

So, I was so ready to fuck this guy’s brains out. I had gotten my Brazilian. She was nice and clean and ready to enjoy.

He came over and we sat on the sofa, on some Netflix and chill vibe shit. He’s acting all shy, so I decided to straddle him playfully and start kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear lobes. I felt his cock come to life and I was excited to finally be able to enjoy some dick ... since I tended to have serious dry spells because I was such a workaholic.

He unzipped his pants and I saw that long wonderful masterpiece. I stroked it in my hand and bit my lip. I stood up and removed my clothes, then kneeled to give him head for a minute, while playing with his balls.

It was a challenge trying to fit all of him in my mouth, but I was always up for a challenge, so masterfully willed that huge cock in my mouth and hummed on his dick.

Finally, I was ready to mount him. Now my pussy stays nice and tight. I do Kegels all day while sitting at my desk and use my yoni eggs to practice muscle control; so, I can hug the shaft tight while I ride. All I needed was a good five minutes on his dick and I would have been good for at least another six months.

As soon as I inserted his fatty into my tight wet hole, he grunted, “oh fuck.”

I was thinking to myself, he better not. I stroked once, then twice and by the third stroke, he grabbed my ass and said, “Ahhhhhhh, shit.”

I eyed him with contempt. I was frustrated. All that build-up for the moment and all that shit he talked on the phone about going all night and he barely lasted thirty seconds. Then dared to say, “Did you cum?”