Romance
2008-04-19
Topic: Goddess By A. G. Thomas As I watched George's wife from the corner of my eye I wished, oh to hell with what I wished cause there was no way in hell it was ever going to happen. But damn it Latisha was one fine looking woman, and negro or not, living in the south or not, if I could somehow get her in bed I wouldn't give a shit what any of my redneck inbred fucking friends might say. But my chances of that happening were slim to none as I was white, well not just white but ugly as sin as well. Fact is I take quite a lot of ribbing about being the stereotypical big, dumb hillbilly and I guess in a way that does describe me to a tee. Except I'm not dumb! Big yes, but not dumb. Why George even took a liking to me I can only imagine, but I'm glad he did. More then once being his friend kept me from getting my ass kicked and not just negro's either. In bar room brawls for instance race doesn't usually come into play. What usually does is gang up on what is perceived to be the biggest dumbest fucker there, me. And this is how I pay him back, by fantasizing about fucking his wife. No, not just fantasizing about fucking her but loving her. As I looked at my cards again and then doubled the bet Latisha bent over my shoulder putting another beer beside me. Her small firm tits brushed against my shoulder and her heady scent and closeness made my nine inch cock jump to attention. In that second all I could think of was that I sure was glad no one could see under the table.
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Stammering like a love sick puppy I thanked her for the beer but her reply was drowned by her husband sudden laughing declaration that I had a crush on her. I must have blushed like a school kid who'd been caught looking up some girls skirt as the other players all turned and looked at me. For a second you could of heard a pin drop and then four other voices joined George's in laughter. I was so embarrassed felt like crawling under the table. Telling him to shut up I took a half hearted swing at him hoping like hell no one had noticed that I hadn't denied it. But George and everyone else quite laughing when she said that was sweet. For a heartbeat the other players attention shifted from me to her as continuing to lean against me she absently ran her long fingers through my shaggy crop of hair. In the next instant the silence was broken as together with staring into her husbands face she musical intoned maybe now that another man found her attractive he'd pay a little more attention to her. I wanted to believe it was more to tick off her husband then to show affection to me she cradled my pug ugly face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine. But as our lips came together hers parted slightly and her tongue fluttered lightly over mine. A golden goddess. A 12 plus on a scale of 1 to 18 standing maybe 5 feet 7 inches and weighing around 109 pounds with measurements that I guessed to be 34 x 21 x 33. In my book a perfect figure and to me the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm sure a lot of guys probably thought she was skinny and small busted, but like I said, to me she was the perfect woman. I know George was always saying she wasn't breeding stock, too damn skinny.
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Breeding stock needed some meat on their bone's, something to hold onto, whereas women like his wife were for show. Why did I say golden? Well because her perfect smooth skin was a soft honey color giving her the appearance of a suntanned white woman. She might not have been quite as beautiful as Halle Berry, but put them side by side they could have passed for sisters. And like Halle somewhere in her family's past there must have been at least one white person. God but she was beautiful,. She had the looks and a body I could love and hold forever if given half a chance. I tried to imagine how marvelous it would feel to hold and fondle her, to have my lips on her perfect breast and to nibble on her nipples. But what really got to me was her long shapely legs and her tight perfectly shaped ass. Oh sweet fucking Jesus that really got to me. I would beat my meat for what seemed like hours as dream like visions of her with her long shapely legs wrapped tightly about me. More then once I might have filled a glass with cum as visions of her bucking and writhing beneath my sweaty overweight pale body filled my head. What I most often fantasied about though, and what really got my nuts in an uproar, was dreams of her pleading for me to shove my cock into her and fuck her like her husband never had.
An hour later as the game ended, and I was about to help my best friend straighten up Latisha put her hand in mine asking if I'd come to the kitchen and help her clean up the evenings mess. Looking stupidly at George he only chuckled telling me to go with my girlfriend and that he and the others would clean up. Her fingers entwined with mine and her light voice urged me to follow saying she had something that needed my attention.
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Once through the kitchen door I noticed it was spotless, nothing out of place and as the door closed behind us I stood there stupidly with my back against it asking what needed my attention when she whimsically said she wanted to thank me for being so sweet. As I stood there bashful and stuttering my mind began playing tricks on me. I imagined that instead of her telling me how sweet I was she instead had thrown her arms about my neck and kissed me. Seconds later my fantasy became realty. Stunned I simply stood there as her lips met mine but as her tongue probed at my lips and then entered my mouth I began shaking like a leaf in a thunderstorm. As instinct took over my tongue lashed out to met hers and for a moment as our mouths mashed together I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. My hands, which had been on her waist slowly rose and as they came into contact with her pert small breast my fingers began to knead, caress and tweak her nipples into hard nubs of arousal. From the other room muted laughter and voices came to me and then I forgot all about my best friend and the others as her soft moan of pleasure drowned everything else out. All to quickly though the vivid fantasy was over. With difficulty my eyes focused on her standing before me saying something I hadn't heard let alone understood. When I continued to stare at her stupidly she surprised me by rising up on her tip toes and putting her lips to my ear. Her warm breath against my ear as she whispered that she wanted, needed to see me sent shivers up my spine. Dumbfounded I stood looking into her eyes searching for any ray of mirth or hint that she was playing some game. Seeing none I stammered like a school boy nothing would make me happier. Opening the door she pushed me through loudly thanking me for being such a gentleman while under her breath she said she'd call me tomorrow.
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I could hardly sleep that evening and by the morning I was a wreak. I must have looked even grubber then I normally did for George kept poking fun at me. He must have asked me a couple of dozen times if after the card game I'd visited Sylvia. I ignored him but if truth be told she was the whore that I spent most of my money on. After work instead of going out for a beer with the guys I rushed home. On the way home I kept thinking how stupid I was for thinking that Latashia would bother with someone like me, and if I could have kicked myself in the ass I would have. As I entered my small five room house the phone was ringing. Thinking that it might be George or one of the others I picked it up and without waiting for them to say anything I growled I didn't feel like partying and to stop bothering me. Slamming the phone down I went into the bathroom where just as I'd removed my clothes the phone began ringing again. I was really pissed as without bothering to even wrap a towel about me I stomped from the bathroom to answer the phone. As I picked it up the thought that whoever it had been must have hung up as there was only silence on the line. But just as I was about to slam the phone down thinking the guys were playing games I heard soft breathing, Latashia? As I stood there naked hanging onto the phone as if it were a life line and breathing as if I'd run 18 miles her soft musical voice asked why I'd hung up on her and then she was telling me she was right outside and to let her in. Forgetting that I hadn't a stitch on, was all sweaty and smelly from a hard day of work and not even thinking that hearing her voice had given me a raging hard on I strode to the door throwing it open just as she lightly tapped on it, God she was beautiful. She was wearing a dress I'd only seen her in once before, one that when she'd worn it I couldn't keep my eyes off her. It was a short little thing, bright yellow in color with hardly enough material to be classified a dress.
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It was one of those off the shoulder things that was form fitted and tight over her breast, small waist and full hips with a none existing back that if it hadn't started up again at her waist you could have seen her butt crack. It flared ever so slightly around a hem that just barely covered the tops of her stockings which I assumed was to allow her easy movement when she walked. All of this I took in in an instant, but then the wide eyed look of astonishment on her face and her nervous giggle brought me back to my senses. I tried vainly to cover my nakedness without much luck while stammering I was sorry. Stepping inside she closed the door and then to my surprise she pulled my hands aside pressing her body to mine huskily whispering that she could see I was glad to see her. I tried to tell her I was hot and sweaty, that I needed a shower but her lips against mine silenced me. She tasted and smelled like honey suckle and my mind swam with heady thoughts of sex as I held her tightly kissing and fondling her. Before I realized it had happened I had picked her up and carried her to my bed where a heart beat later and with soft whimpering words of encouragement from her I had stripped her of the skimpy dress. With but the sheerest of pale pink lacy bra and bikini panties covering her she lay back stretching seductively as I sat on the edge of the bed worshipfully gazing at her. I had to be dreaming I mumbled to myself. There was just no way the Goddess of my dreams could be laying on my bed. In the next moment her soft graceful hand touched my naked thigh and then her fingers closed, or tried to, around my pulsing manhood. Despite my wanting nothing better then to climb atop her I came to my senses enough to tell her I needed a shower.
But her only answer was to squeeze me tighter and then to twist about on the bed till her face was inches from my crotch. Soft mummers that I smelled just fine, that I smelled like a man went almost unrecognized as her tongue flicked out lightly touching the tip of my prick.
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Her warm breath felt like a heat wave on my dick and balls and I swear I grew another inch both in length and girth. I honestly thought I was going to have a heart attack as her lips pressed against the tip of my dick. With quick loving smacks she kissed the head of my cock while at the same time her tongue tickled and probed at my piss slit. Her hand had never left my prick and now as her other began caressing my testicles it squeezed and stroked my cock like a farmers would if he were milking a cow. Mesmerized I watched as her lips parted and then closed over the thick knob of my cock. Rising to her knees she bent over me taking even more of me into her sweet mouth. Together with rolling my heavy balls with one hand she continued to stroke and massage my dick with the other. At the same time she was doing so she began slowly bobbing her head and purring softly along with taking another inch or so between her lips. Brushing her hair aside so that I could see her pretty face better as she worked and slaved over my dick I almost shot my wad as her soft red lips met her hand. Releasing me her hand slid down to my sweaty thigh squeezing it and thus allowing her unhampered freedom to my dick. Her face turned slightly and her eyes, twinkling like two stars, looked into mine as soft mumbled words I couldn't understand came from around the thick knob of my cock. Her mumbling becoming louder, more insistent and her hands rose to my chest pushing me back onto my bed. As my back hit my bed she straddled my face. Only then did it dawn on me what her mumbling had been about and I didn't hesitate for a moment. With eager fingers I worked her frilly lace panties down and off and a ragged breath later my face was buried in her snatch.
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Like a dog lapping water from a stream my tongue lapped at her moistness as if it were the nectar of life. When it was that she released my cock and rolled onto her back I don't know neither did I care. Though like any other man I liked having my cock sucked I was to interested in my own labor of love to care if she was returning the favor. Lifting her slight body and repositioning her further onto the bed I again lowered my face between legs. Her moans of pleasure, her soft vows of love were like music to my ears as she ground her sweet smelling pussy against my face. A lifetime later along with tugging on my ears she laboriously whimpered make love to me Mikie, make love to me like George never has. Slowly crawling up over her I held myself aloft like a recruit about to do pushups for his Marine drill sergeant. A heartbeat later her fingers were guiding me to the promised land. A place that even in my wildest dreams I had never thought I would feel about me. As her legs parted and then entwined about me my dick slowly ever so slowly sank into her hot welcoming pussy. Her lips against my ear breathing words of love and of the need for a strong caring man tickled my ear like music. If I hadn't loved her before at that instant I loved her beyond all reason. Forgotten was the fact that she was the wife of my best friend as together we slowly began to move against each other. My own words of love mixed with hers almost like a song as for a lifetime we slowly and tenderly enjoyed each other. Though we each had a mad need for the other our love making was not urgent.
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At least it wasn't until in combination with her scream of ecstasy and a trembling of her petite body against mine my testicles erupted. Like a volcano erupting my cum exploded from my balls rushing upward like lava through my pulsing cock to flood her womb. For an eternity we held each other whispering words of love, of affection and then once again we made love. That was several years and many secret rendezvous ago and though I still think of George as my best friend and continue to visit his house for the twice monthly card games that's not the real reason that I go. You see there are three beautiful daughters who in every way are the spitting image of their mother. Daughters who bring a smile to my lips every time I see them, and it's not because I'm their God father either. .
