It was still daylight on that Saturday afternoon when my wife and I left the house. My wife wanted to spend the evening with her mother and I agreed to drop her off in the car.
It had been relatively warm during the afternoon. But in the past hour, the sky had become overcast and a there was a cold stiff breeze. Although we were wearing jackets, we were pleased to be in the car and out of the cold.
Shortly after leaving the drive and turning into the road in our estate, we passed Jessica, our pretty Kenyan neighbour, as she walked towards her house. I couldn’t help turning my head and taking my eyes off the road for a moment to glance at her as we passed.
Jessica was an eighteen year old slim attractive black girl with typical African features. She had very dark skin, a pretty nose with wide nostrils, full lips and shoulder length straight black hair. That night she was not dressed for the cold weather, wearing only a short skirt, fishnets, and a skimpy top. She was not wearing a jacket and was hugging herself with her arms as she walked along the pavement in an attempt to protect herself from the cold. She had obviously dressed light to take advantage of the warm weather in the afternoon and had been caught out by the change in the temperature.
“That poor girl must be freezing dressed like that.” Said my wife as we drove by.
I didn’t say a thing. I quite liked the way Jessica was dressed.
Jessica’s parents had moved in next door a few weeks before. Since they were the only black family in the estate, my wife and I had been quick to introduce ourselves and make them feel welcome. We were quite friendly with them and had visited their house on a couple of occasions.
I didn’t know Jessica that well. I had only spoken to her briefly a few times, either when we visited her parents or if we happened to pass each other in the estate. She was a shy, but friendly girl with a wide beautiful smile and a nice laugh. When we met, I always found myself admiring her slim figure and the exotic features of her pretty face.
Despite the age difference, Jessica always seemed keen to talk to me. My wife used to tease me, saying that Jessica had a crush on me. I always brushed it off, but in reality I believed it was probably true. Although I was about 15 years older than Jessica, I did a lot of jogging and was in relatively good shape. I imagined that Jessica was one of these girls who liked mature men.
By the time I returned to the house after dropping off my wife, it was dusk and the temperature had dropped even further. As I got out the car, I could see that Jessica was sitting huddled on her doorstep. I thought about going over to talk to her, but decided against it. I assumed her parents would be back soon and went into my house.
After sitting down in front of the TV for ten minutes, I decided to see if Jessica had managed to get into her house yet. It was dark when I went outside and I could clearly make out Jessica’s silhouette still huddled on the door step. This time I went over to see her.
I walked up to her and she smiled up at me, her bright white teeth contrasting with her dark skin. She was sitting there shivering and looked so helpless.
“Are you alright there, Jessica?” I asked in a concerned voice. Although, it was dark outside, her form was clearly visible in the dull light of the street lamp in front of her house. I couldn’t help glancing down at her fishnets and the hem of her thigh length skirt as I spoke to her.
“I have forgotten my keys.” She answered in her cute articulate Kenyan accent. “I can’t get in.”
“Will your parents be home soon?” I asked, glancing at her fishnets again.
“They are out for the evening.” She replied despondently. “They won’t be back for a couple of hours.”
I smiled at her.
“Would you like to come back to ours?” I said. “You can wait there until your parents come back.”
She only needed to ponder the suggestion for a second or so.
“OK.” She said smiling shyly and got up.
As she stood up, she opened her legs slightly, giving me a brief glimpse of the bare dark skin above her stocking tops and her skimpy panties. I immediately felt a strong stirring in my loins.
She walked over to my house with me, still shivering and hugging herself with her arms. I let her enter the house first, admiring her tight round ass and the line of her skimpy thong through the back of her tight fitting skirt.
I went into the lounge and sat on the long couch. Jessica sat on one of the single chairs across from me. I wasn’t sure what to say. We sat in silence for a moment.
I looked across at her. Her hands were caressing the material of her fishnet stockings. I was beginning to feel my cock rapidly expand up the side of my leg. Watching a pretty female caressing her stockings always excited me. I don’t know if it turned them on, but it definitely never failed to arouse me.
“Are you still cold?” I asked, trying to show concern in my voice.
“It’s freezing.” She said nodding, her teeth almost rattling.
“It’s not like Kenya, is it?” I said.
She smiled politely. It was obviously a comment she had heard many times from people in England.
“Come over here, Jessica.” I said. “Come a little closer.”
She sat there a moment, smiling at me. At first, I though she wasn’t going to come over. But she eventually stood up, causing her skirt to momentarily rise above her stocking tops again. I bit my bottom lip and shifted position to hide the erection that was beginning to throb against my thigh.
She walked over to stand in front of me. I sat there a moment, contemplating her sexy skirt and stockings, observing the erect nipples of her firm breasts through her skimpy t-shirt.
I took her hands in mine.
“You are cold, aren’t you?” I said, feeling the coldness of her slim fingers and soft delicate hands.
She didn’t resist. She just smiled at me with her big beautiful dark eyes. I let her hands go and nodded towards her skirt.
“And it’s not a day for a short skirt.” I said, trying my best to smile in a friendly fashion.
“I didn’t expect it to get so cold.” Said Jessica in her cute African accent.
To my surprise and delight, Jessica lowered her hands and lifted up the hem of her skirt, giving me a good view of her bare upper thighs and her skimpy thong.
I stared at the contour of her pussy lips bulging through the skimpy material of her thong. I shifted my gaze to her bare upper thighs and stockings, before leering at her tight panties again.
“Luckily, I am wearing my stockings today.” Said the little tease, letting her skirt fall and covering herself again.
“Mmm. Yes. That was a very good decision.” I croaked, placing my hands her on her fishnet and moving them up to her bare upper thighs.
Although I was a happily married man, I wasn’t going to miss chance like this.
Jessica didn’t resist my caresses. On the contrary, she took a step closer.
I lifted up her skirt to contemplate her panties again.
“And you must be cold in these skimpy panties.” I said, moving my hand over the fine material. “Shall I warm you up a little?”
I didn’t wait for a response to my rhetorical question. Holding her skirt up with one hand, I moved my other hand over her hips and thighs, fondling her buttocks and playing with the stretchy fabric at the front and back of her thong.
Helpfully, Jessica lifted up the hem of her skirt again so I could freely fondle her with both hands while leering at her panties. I turned her round with my hands and admired the back of her skimpy thong accentuating her gorgeous pouting buttocks.
Jessica sighed contentedly as she let me play with her panties and grope her firm hips and thighs.
I looked up at her face and saw that she was smiling at me as I fondled her. I looked at the moist pussy lips protruding through her thong, knowing that I was definitely going to fuck her young black cunt. But before that, there was another fantasy I wanted to experience first.
With one hand lightly massaging her pussy lips through her thong, I unzipped my trousers with the other and released my rock hard cock. After pulling Jessica down to a sitting position on the couch, I stood up and presented my swollen organ in front of her angelic face. Jessica smiled as she contemplated the pulsating erection swinging in front of her.
I took one of Jessica’s hands and place it on my cock. I could feel the coldness of her skin against my throbbing organ.
“I think you’re your hands could do with a little warming up.” I growled.
I felt Jessica rub the length of my cock, sensing the coolness of her hands. Jessica had small hands and my cock looked enormous in her slim fingers. Jessica looked up at me with her big dark eyes and beautiful smile. I couldn’t wait to see my white cock fucking her pretty black face.
I place my hands on her head, feeling the rim of her hair extensions on the top of her head, and pushed her face towards my cock. She looked at the cock swinging before her, biting her lip.
She started off slowly at first, gently kissing and tonguing the tip and shaft.
“I love sucking white dick.” She said, momentarily disengaging herself to speak and lustfully contemplate the stiff white cock before her.
“I can see that.” I grinned, as she eagerly thrust it into her mouth.
I couldn’t believe my eyes as I watched her beautiful thick African lips conscientiously kiss and suck the length of my rock hard cock. This was clearly not the first white cock she had sucked. And it would undoubtedly not be the last.
I leered down at her groaning with delight, caressing her dark hair with my hands.
“Oh, yeah, suck that cock girl.” I groaned.
She looked up at me smiling, teasing the tip of my cock with her tongue, before thrusting it deep down her throat.
“Is it as good as sucking a black cock?” I asked, leering down at her.
“Mmm, better.” She said, briefly disengaging herself, before continuing to suck on it again. “Much better.”
I really couldn’t wait to come over her pretty black face.
“I want to fuck your pretty little mouth.” I growled, placing my hand on the back of her head and gently forcing her mouth forward on my cock. Jessica gasped as my hard rod thrust into the back of her throat.
She dutifully took the length of my shaft in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could, clearly eager to please me.
I steadily fucked her mouth and watched in delight as she sometimes choked on my cock, causing pre-cum and saliva to dribble from her lips and nose.
“I want to come on your pretty face.” I sneered, gently pushing her mouth away from me and vigorously rubbing the shaft of my cock. She opened her mouth and smiled up at me, eagerly waiting for my hot cum to shoot over her.
She didn’t have to wait long. A moment later, I groaned from an intense orgasm and spurted a copious amount of sticky cum on her face, mostly splattering her upper lip and nose.
I looked down in satisfaction at the sight of my milky cum dribbling from Jessica’s dark skinned nose and lips. She looked up at me, sucking my spent cock dry.
“Tasty?” I asked, grinning down at her.
“Mmm, very tasty.” She said looking up at me, wiping her face with her hand and licking my sticky cum from her lips and fingers.
I look down at her in fascination as she licked up and swallowed by cum. I reflected that I wouldn’t be kissing that mouth tonight, regardless of how pretty she was.
But that didn’t matter. There were plenty of other places to kiss instead.
I pulled her up from her knees and gently pushed her onto the couch in face-up sitting position.
Jessica sat on the couch with her legs open, her skirt partially covering her thong. She watched me undress as she erotically caressed the material of her fishnets and her bare thighs.
I knelt down in front of her and pulled up her skimpy t-shirt to tongue her erect dark coloured nipples. I had been so concentrated on her panties and stockings that I had neglected her pert little breasts. So I eagerly gave them some attention now.
I moved down between Jessica’s legs and caressed the material of her fishnet stockings. Jessica pulled her skirt above her waist, inviting me to go higher.
I kissed my way up her stockings, savouring the feeling of her fishnets on my lips and nose. I continued my journey up her bare thighs to the flimsy fabric of her damp thong.
I pulled the material of the thong gently to one side and contemplated her dark clit and the pink flesh inside her pussy lips. Jessica smiled down at me in anticipation, opening her legs wider and caressing my hair with her fingers.
I sucked and licked her erect clit with my tongue, feeling Jessica’s love juices pour into my mouth and nose. Jessica moaned, pushing my face into her pussy.
“Oh, I love it when white guys suck my clit.” She sighed lustfully in her young Kenyan accent.
I continued to diligently lick Jessica’s pussy to her obvious delight. She moaned and leered down at me as I lapped her cunt, her upper lip curling into an ecstatic snarl of pleasure.
Eventually, after licking her pussy for several minutes, my cock was rock hard again. I was ready to fuck the little tease.
I stood up and pulled her up firmly from the couch. Then I turned her round and bent her slim body face down over the couch and pushed her skirt high above her waist. I couldn’t wait to get my cock in her young black cunt.
I pulled the back of her panties to one side and glided my hard cock into her pussy from behind. Jessica gripped the back of the couch and looked at me over her shoulder, biting her lower lip with anticipation. The little slut clearly wanted it.
I grabbed her hips and repeatedly thrust my cock into her, leering down at the back of her thong beautifully accentuating the shape of her pouting dark-skinned buttocks.
“Oh, that is so good.!” Jessica moaned, frowning with pleasure as she looked over her shoulder. She watched wide eyed with glee as my white cock drove into her young black pussy, her copious vaginal juices squelching against my cock.
Seeing Jessica snarl and moan at me lustfully simply aroused me even more. She obviously loved the idea of being fucked by a married white man. The little slut deserved a good hard fucking and I was more than happy to oblige. I rammed my cock harder and faster into her young tender pussy, causing her dark skinned buttocks to quiver back and forth under the momentum of my vigorous thrusts.
She moaned out loud, the sound of her exotic female African voice turning me on even more. I raised one of her legs onto the couch and fucked her even faster and deeper, jolting her forward against the couch.
Finally, she let out a series of short ecstatic moans as she climaxed on my cock, her pretty face contorting into a lustful snarl as I continued to fuck her hard.
Shortly after, I groaned out loud and felt my cock explode into her. Sighing contentedly, I grinded my hips against her ass, ensuring that as much cum as possible would dribble into her sopping pussy.
Grunting with satisfaction, I disengaged myself and slumped on the couch beside the sighing Jessica.
Afterwards, I got dressed and Jessica went to freshen up in the bathroom. I looked outside, and saw that a car was sitting in the next door drive. Jessica’s parents were obviously back.
“Thank you very much for looking after me.” Said Jessica as she stepped outside my front door.
“It was no problem.” I replied. “And don’t hesitate to come over if you forget your key again. You are always welcome.”
Jessica left the house and walked over to her house. I closed the door behind her. I had things to do before picking up my wife later that evening.
As I cleaned the couch and freshened up the lounge, I couldn’t get Jessica out of my mind. I just couldn’t help thinking about her. I was already missing the sound of her cute Kenyan accent, the smell of her dark skin and the erotic expression on her pretty young African face as she gleefully climaxed on my hard cock.