Cinderella – Lunch Time Loving Part 2
The next day I stopped for my morning coffee, and bagel, but this time I also stopped and picked up a box of condoms. I knew I would be serving something extra for lunch that day. Once I got to my desk the first thing I did was open up my email. The lunch date was confirmed. We spend the rest of the morning going back and forth, talking about different things but mostly about how she liked it and how great I tasted. Before I knew it the clock said lunch time and it was on.
She got in her car and I got in mine and we proceeded to go to the park, we went right to the same section of trees as we did before. Immediately she dropped to her knees and placed me in her mouth. She started by swallowing the whole thing, I was amazed by the fact that she had a bottomless throat. She pulled it out of her mouth as she licked the bottom of the “ManXilla” she traced my balls with her hand as her mouth moved up and down my shaft. Her rhythm was poetry in motion, erotic poetry, but poetry nonetheless. She squeezed the shaft forcing all of the blood to rush to the tip and started sucking on the head like an ice pop. I felt like I was about to explode. This might have been the best head I’ve ever received in my life. I wasn’t going to let her get the best of me, I wanted to show her what I could do.
I pulled her up, turned her around, pulled the condom out of my pocket and placed it on as she pulled down her panties. It was bare and pink and I was determined to crush her pink cookie with what I had wrapped in my plastic bag. I slide myself inside of her, then pulled it out to teased her a bit, but not for long because we didn’t have much time. Suddenly I crashed my “ManXilla” into her from the back. Each thrust going in on an angle as she grabbed onto the tree for balance. The rush I felt was amazing. Here I was dressed in “church clothes” with my d*ck out, tie over my shoulder, doing my white co-worker in the trees of a local park. What if a jogger saw us, and called my job? I didn’t care I wasn’t from around these parts.
I pulled her hair and kept hitting it from the back, switching up my rhythm, switching up my stride going in at different speeds. I even went as far as sticking my finger into her… well you know. But it was about that time, so I told her I was coming, she dropped down and did a spin like an Olympic gymnast, pulled the condom off and swallowed every drop of my nut like it was Kool-Aid.
We would later bang out a few more times, with her even coming up to the “hood” but I later found out that she was the office w*ore, and I was just one of many. I found out when she let a group of dudes run a train on her at the office ski trip, or so I heard. There was other rumors that she and I had been together as well but I denied it… Who knew women talked because I never told a soul. Until now. lol
Please remember that my Cinderella Series is up for a Black Weblog Award! Best of luck to everyone who was nominated.
