So, I mentioned it was hard to get rid of Shaun, right? Keep that in mind.
Shaun was a cuddler. Everytime I would wake up in the middle of the night, I was engulfed by his arms. It was cute, but I really need my space when I sleep. Even though we went to bed around 4:30 or 5am, I think I was awake by 9:00am. I just could not sleep anymore. I slipped out of bed, hopped in the shower and Shaun was none the wiser.
I woke him up at 10am, and he hopped in the shower, too. After we were all good and clean, we decided brunch was next on our list. We just went to this spot that is about 5 blocks away, a place I frequent often. We walk in and a few of my friends were dining. I had to introduce Shaun but they were chuckling because they totally knew he had spent the night. Oh well, it happens.
We did the brunch thing, then he said he had to move his car because it was parked in a lot downtown. So, we walked to the El, hopped on and headed to Humbolt Park. We get his car, I think he is going to drop me off at my place, but instead he parks on my block. OK, maybe he wants to hang out more. I kind of ask him about it and he asks if I mind if he stays to watch football for a bit, because his corporate housing just has very basic cable. At this point, I was still kind of into him, so I figured what the hell. Now, I do not have my TV hooked up, but my building has a common room with DirecTV and I am sure other NFL fans were watching it, too.
So, we come to my place for a little, he watches football, I went up to my apartment and did some Sunday chores like laundry, etc. Time passed, I came downstairs, asked him what his plan was, when he was going back, etc. He said lets get dinner, so we did. By this time it’s like 7pm, and I knew at this point he was going to be sleeping over again. I figured this time at least maybe we could do it?
So, he stays through dinner, we watch a movie. We kind of cuddled while on the couch, he would lean over and give me little kisses on my shoulder, my cheek. It was cute and like I said, he was super hot so I was into him. We did talk a little bit about his situation in life. Apparently he is recently divorced, has not had sex with anyone since his divorce and by the way he spoke of it, his divorce hit him hard. At one point he called his ex-wife to try to speak to his kids, as he calls them everyday apparently, but I could hear her through the phone and she was screaming and kind of ghetto sounding. Hhhmm. I know there are two sides to every story, but he was being so nice and calm as she was literally swearing at him and screaming. I made a mental note right there that this was only going to be sex.
I went to my bedroom, put on a sheer black nightgown, I asked him if he wanted to come to bed. He knew what was going on but he seemed nervous. Maybe he was telling the truth when he said he had not been with anyone since his divorce.
He walked into my bedroom and shut off the light. He walked over to me, put his arms around me and kissed my neck. He then turned me around, sat me down on the bed and kind of picked up my legs, moved them into my bed and turned me in the same motion. He then got on top of me and he started giving me kisses on my neck and chest. He was giving me little flutter kisses and it was getting me excited.
He then moved back up my chest, leaving a trail of kisses to my jawline and then finally my lips. He was a good kisser. He has nice, thick, full lips and he uses them to his advantage. He would suck my bottom lip as he was pulling away from the kiss, which was driving me crazy in the best way.
He rolled over on to his back and pulled me with him, so I was now on top of him. I started taking off his shirt. I would unbutton one button, then kiss the newly exposed skin. Another button, another kiss until I was down to his belly, right by his belt buckle. I spread his shirt totally open, so he was still wearing it but he was fully exposed. I moved my head left and started giving little kisses, and even some small tongue lashes, to his belly. I went from the left side of his belly to his right side, letting him think I was going to take his pants off at any minute. He was a bit ticklish but seemed to enjoy it.
I moved back to the middle and started loosening his belt buckle, while still giving his tummy kisses. I unbuttoned his pants, moved his boxers down just a bit and kissed below his belt line. As I was unbuttoning him, I could feel through his pants that he was absolutely rock hard.
I get off of him, I pull his pants off and he helps me. He leaves his boxers on though, hhmm. Then he tells me to lay down and as he is transitioning he takes his shirt all the way off. Now I am on the bottom again, he is on top of me and slowly lowers the straps to my nightgown. He tugs at it for a moment and pulls it down, so the top of my night gown is right under my breasts. He gives me those little flutter kisses again under he moves to my left nipple and it goes right into his mouth. Aahh, those lips. He is sucking on my left nipple and it is literally making my body shutter.
He moves to the right nipple and does the same thing. He is taking his time with them, alternating kisses with sucking, even throwing in a bite or two. I am still wearing panties at this point and I can feel them getting more and more wet with eat kiss.
He sits me up, tells me to lift my arms and completely removes my nightgown. He then peels my panties off and there I am, naked, exposed and very milky white. He lays me back down, kisses my belly and goes to my hip bones. Because he is so new, I am a bit ticklish and I squirm a little bit. He puts his hand between my thighs and his middle finger instantly finds my clit. He strokes it a few times but then slides his finger down my slit to my opening. He does not put his finger all the way in, but more is just lathering his middle finger with my juices. He moves back up to my clit and rubs it with a bit more pressure.
He asks if that feels good and I reply with yes, but your tongue would feel even better. He says he is not ready for that yet. Hhhmm. OK, I mean, I guess I get it because I rarely go down on non-boyfriend guys… but still, that is my favorite thing ever. So, whatever, I tell him to keep rubbing my clit. He moves back up towards me and we start kissing. I grab his hand with my left hand, put his finger up to my mouth and suck my juices off of it, and then I kissed him. If he was not going down on me, fine, but he was tasting me. In truth, I was hoping that he would realized I tasted pretty good and would want to lick my clit. No such luck.
At this point I knew I would not be getting off but I just wanted him to fuck my brains out with his large cock. I knew the condom would be an issue (seriously, condom companies make NON-Latex condoms for black men, please!), but he would just have to deal. I tell him to take off his boxers, I reached into my nightstand drawer, grabbed a condom, handed it to him. He was still kind of on top of me. He put it on, it was tight, but it would work.
He lays on top of me, kisses me. I grab the base of his cock and put the tip right near my opening. He gently pushed it in, as I am still holding the base. It was slow going in, which was good, as he was a bit on the larger side. He pushed it all the way in and I told him to hold on a second, as I kind of needed to adjust to his size. Then I told him to pull back slowly, then go back in slowly. He did just that and I felt fine. In fact, I felt good.
He was still giving me his slow kisses, biting my lower lip. He was thrusting into me and I was moving my hips up to meet him. We seemed to have a pretty good rhythm going right off the bat. My friend Julie was right, too, there is something so beautiful about milky white skin pressed against dark chocolate skin. Then I kissed his ear lobe, and whispered to him that I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could. He complied, sat up a little, put his hands on my shoulders and proceeded to do as I asked. Oh my. It felt really good. There is nothing like having a thick cock inside you that literally fills you up.
Then here is where it gets weird. I can feel him getting, well, soft. I ask whats up and he says it is weird for him, since I am the first girl he has been with since his divorce. I say to him, no worries, just have fun. So, he gets back inside of me, I start contracting and squeezing to try to make him harder when he is inside of me.
It does not really work. He pulls out and says he is sorry, but this is a bit weird for him and he needs a moment. I say it is OK, I am sure it is weird for him. He goes to the bathroom, gets rid of the condom and comes back to bed. I am still stark naked in bed and so is he. He lays next to me, pulls me close to him and kisses my neck. He apologizes again and said that he really likes me and he does not think he can handle something that is just sex right now.
We lay in bed for a bit, he is rubbing my tummy and we just talk. We talk for hours. We talk about his divorce, his life growing up, my breakup, where we grew up and just had a real honest talk. It was nice but the more I learned about Shaun the more I realized he has a long way to go before he is going to have a normal relationship.
We fall asleep, naked and he is holding me. I think that is what he needed more than anything. The next morning we woke up early, I told him that he had to go and could not stay with me any longer. He was OK with that, and he had work meetings anyway.
He has to come up here a lot for work, maybe I will see him again, maybe I will not. He did leave his watch at my house so I am sure at some point he will be coming around for that. Will I see him again? We’ll see.
