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The Blacker the Berry, The Sweeter the Juice

Ebony raceplay

The Blacker The Berry, The Sweeter the Juice

By: Cassidy

I had never been with a black woman before, although the idea had always intrigued me. Little did I know that fateful evening would change everything.

After a particularly rough day, I decided to crash at my college friend’s place, Mike, for the night. He was out, so I let myself in and headed straight for the basement. Exhausted, I flopped onto the surprisingly comfy couch under the stairs and quickly dozed off.

Hours later, a loud thump jolted me awake. Blinking in the dim light, I saw her – Cassidy, Mike’s gorgeous ebony girlfriend. She was completely naked, unaware of my presence just a few feet away. My pulse quickened as I took in every inch of her silky, mocha skin. Oval face, high cheekbones, full lips curved in a peaceful smile as she hummed to herself.

Cassidy – sultry blueberry-purple vibe portrait

She wandered into the living room, her caramel-hued nipples poking against the cool air. I swallowed hard, fighting the urge to reach out and touch. Her thighs, toned and smooth, seemed to beckon me closer as she stretched, presenting her smoothly shaven pussy to my hungry gaze. I’d never seen anything so beautiful.

As if sensing my eyes on her, she turned, her dark eyes widening in shock when she spotted me lying there. I scrambled to cover myself, but it was too late. A slow, seductive smile spread across her face.

“Looks like you’ve been waiting a long time for this,” she purred, sauntering over to the couch. My mouth went dry as she straddled me, the heat of her sex pressing against my growing erection.

Cassidy leaned down, her hair a cascade of chestnut waves, and captured my lips in a searing kiss. I tasted the sweetness of her tea and the heady allure of her arousal. Our tongues danced, exploring, claiming.

She broke the kiss, her breath hot against my ear. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

I gripped her hips, guiding her onto my rigid length. She let out a soft moan as I filled her, our bodies moving in perfect sync. The way she clenched around me, the sound of our skin slapping together, it was intoxicating.

“Fuck, Cassidy,” I groaned, losing myself in the moment. “You feel incredible.”

She rode me hard, her eyes locked on mine, filled with a primal hunger. I’d never seen such raw desire. My hands roamed her back, squeezing the firm globes of her ass as she ground against me.

The pleasure built, coiling tighter and tighter, until we both tumbled over the edge in a frenzy of moans and gasps. As we came down, I cradled her against my chest, savoring the warm weight of her in my arms.

“You were right,” I whispered, nuzzling her neck. “This was always meant to be.”

Cassidy simply smiled, her expresion sultry and content. And in that moment, I knew our night – and my life – had just changed forever.

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