I met Helen at a party. Someone had told me that she was divorced, with quite a settlement from her ex-husband. She was feeling good from some drinks when I was introduced to her.
Helen looked at me with a bemused smile, as if she couldn’t believe that a black man could have a Ph.D. and teach at a university. She asked something about whether I was blessed between the ears instead of between the legs like most men and laughed. I told her that perhaps she would find out for herself.
We continued to chat until Helen was ready to leave. I told her I would drive her home, and she accepted. At the house, she gave me her key to unlock the door, and we went in.
Once inside, I told her it was time for her to find out what I had between my legs. I led her to a sofa and sat down beside her, then unzipped and unbuckled my pants. Helen’s eyes grew wide when she saw my erection. Even in her inebriated condition, she appreciated the size of my cock.
I pulled her head down onto the shaft. She could only go partway down, but licked and sucked admirably until I shot a load into her mouth. When it was finished, I told her there was more where that came from, and she led me to her bedroom.
I fucked Helen for about an hour that night, coming twice inside her and leaving her with a gaping, leaking cunt. Helen and I had many more times together, sometimes with just the two of us and sometimes with a friend or two that I brought.
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