Is there anything quite as alluring as a sleek ebony body sheathed in silky ice-white lingerie?

I log in, and low and behold, there is a new ebony damsel in my area... dark raven skin and slim sable body clad in nothing but a tight form fitting white g-string and a small white brassiere. I zoom in to the tantalizing photos... and imagine myself unclasping that bra and feeling those tiny pert nipples spring into the palms of my hands.

I imagine myself kneeling between her spread thighs, caressing and nuzzling and nibbling her corded muscles, and with the very tip of my tongue tracing their sleek camber to and into that tight little thong. I can feel the heat as I approach her crotch... and as I lick her satin panties they become moist and clingy and hot... and sculpt the outline of her succulent swollen petals.

Smart apartment on the beach front, and Ebony n Ivory Girl unlocks the gate to let me in. Rather older than I expected, she is tall and slim with long slender legs, a high narrow waist, and pert tight buttocks. Very nice looking, high cheek bones, pouty lips, a delicious little dimple, sparkly white teeth and a ready smile. Large dark sensual eyes, handsome more than beautiful, and wary and wise in that way of a mature woman who knows exactly what she wants. Her breasts and belly are past their prime, but her nipples are long and hard and responsive and her skin is satin and cool and black and smooth. I get the impression that the service is going to be mechanical and perfunctory, but boy am I in for a surprise... a very pleasant surprise.

Knelt between her splayed thighs I nuzzle and nibble and trace her corded muscles with my flickering tongue, and I can feel the heat as I approach the very core of her crotch. She is sopping wet as I delve deeper, and she strains back against my mouth and tongue, hard and soft and pink and hard and wet and soft. Over and over, long and slow and fast and slow. She guides me with her fingers curled tightly in my hair, and she takes full advantage of my questing tongue.

Ebony n Ivory Girl is not shy.

The blowjob is long and tender and wet and hard and almost drives me over the edge, and when she is done, she mounts me, leans forward across my chest and settles into a hard driving rhythmic thrusting panting ride. Ebony and Ivory Girl is not shy... and I am very happy to oblige her.

I can feel her core muscles clenching and gripping me, fluttering, teasing, grasping and releasing... and I erupt.

She is now sitting in my lap, facing me, her thighs on either side of my torso and I pull her close and stroke and explore and caress her back and shoulders and bottom and breasts... but Ebony n Ivory Girl is not quite finished yet.

She lifts herself up again and casually impales herself on me, for I am still hard, and the slow hard and soft and pumping and gentle rocking starts all over again. Her head is tilted up, her eyes are closed, her lips are parted and her breathing is deep and measured. I trace the outline of her lovely face with the very tips of my fingers, her cheek bones, her eyebrows, the brow of her nose and the curve of her jaw.

She is using me to pleasure herself again... and I am immensely happy to oblige.

I have rarely experienced anything so very erotic as Ebony n Ivory Girl taking full advantage of me in that neat dimly lit room like she did last night.

I am driving home, the headlight beams of my car punching holes in fog that is as thick and lumpy and cold as old porridge, and largepregnant raindrops lash my windscreen.

I ponder my compulsion to punt. What is it that makes me climb into my car once or twice or even three times a week to drive ten minutes or half an hour or even an hour to go and fornicate with a woman that I don't even know? And to pay for that privilege?

It is an impulse that is deep and visceral and settled at my core. And it is not just because of lust, although that plays a large part of it of course, but it is that instinctive desire to explore these wonderful succulent crazy petulant sexy sensual creatures that are women.

THAT is what drives me.

I fucking adore women.

And I am made to punt!

Black lingerie contrasting with snow white skin has much the same effect!

On 2018-07-30 08:14:25 WHITEGRAY said:
Black lingerie contrasting with snow white skin has much the same effect!

Aye, to be sure!

Also red toenails-like rose petals in the snow.

White lingerie on sun kissed skin does it for me