Chapter 6
"Tell me more about this book you are writing," Annette said.
"What would you like to know?" Christopher asked softly.
They were cuddled together on the bed, her head on his chest. His arm was around her shoulders. She was running her fingertips lightly through his chest hair.
"How do you know which girls to interview?" she asked.
"I don't. I just interview many of them, in the hopes that they will average out to be the average girl."
"I think I might be of some help to you, Christopher. "
"How's that?" Christopher Adamms asked, kissing her forehead, and then the tip of her blunt little nose.
Her fingers were roaming up and down the inside of her thigh. Then her fingers roamed up and down the inside of his thigh.
"I know LOTS of girls, and I would be glad to introduce you."
Christopher Adamms' eyes lit up. She might have something there. A whole sample of black girls in one fell swoop. It sure would beat cruising the streets.
Annette used the tips of her long red fingernails to lightly stroke at very tops of Christopher's thighs, very close to the base of his balls.
Then the little black girl lightly tickled and scratched at the base of his scrotal sack. That got a reaction out of him.
"Ummmmm, that feels good. I would love to have you introduce me to all of your friends. I am doing only black girls though during this stage of my research."
"That's okay. Ninety-nine percent of the girls
I know are black. It's not that I'm prejudiced or anything like that-it just has to do with the neighborhood I grew up in."
"I understand."
"When we are through here I'll lend you my little phone book and you can copy down some numbers."
"You can be even more help than that, Annette," he said. "How?"
"You can call up those girls first," Christopher said. "Why?"
"You know, to let them know I am on the level," he said.
"Sure. No sweat. Once I tell them how good looking you are, they are ALL going to want to meet you."
"Well, all right," Christopher said, thinking this was his lucky day.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" Annette inquired quickly.
"Thank you."
"Oh, come on, Christopher! We can do BETTER than that!"
"What did you have in mind, Annette?" Christopher asked.
"Well, I went down on you-I thought maybe you would-"
"Go down on you?"
"Yes. You aren't one of those guys that thinks real men don't eat pussy are you?" Annette asked quickly.
"Not at all, I would LOVE to go down on you," he said.
"I can feel my pussy getting hot and bothered just thinking about it."
"I want to cover your whole body with kisses," he said.
"Be my guest."
"I want to kiss you up and down from head to toe."
"Ummmmmmmm, yes please!" Annette said enthusiastically.
Christopher rolled the diminutive black girl onto her back. He rolled onto his side, his upper torso hovering over her. Annette could feel her nipples hardening.
Her nipples were once again turning into feminine erections at the tips of her delicious brown tits.
Annette's nipples once again looked to Christopher Adamms like Hershey's Kisses with the aluminum foil removed.
Christopher lowered his face over hers slowly. Their mouths were approaching one another as if they were moving in slow motion.
They both closed their eyes.
They both moistened their lips.
Both sets of lips were parted.
Christopher paused when their mouths were less than an inch apart-so close that they could feel the beating of each other's hot moist breath on their tingling lips.
Christopher pressed his lips lightly down over Annette's pouting mouth.
He kissed her gingerly at first, but that did not last for very long. Soon he was kissing her quite hard-so hard that she could feel her lips being pressed against her front teeth.
They kissed with their lips exclusively-and this did not last for very long either. Just as if the white man and the black girl had rehearsed this oral embrace a thousand times in the past, they both offered the tips of their tongues at the same time.
Christopher and Annette touched the tips of their tongues together-and they both shivered with the delight they shared. They flicked the tips of their tongues back an forth across one another.
Annette could feel her pussy swelling. She could feel her pussy's tissues approaching thorough engorgement.
Annette could feel her pussy lubricating itself. She could tell that her cunt would soon be soaking wet.
Annette could feel her natural lubrication pooling at the mouth of her hungry fuck hole. Getting ready to drool.
Annette could feel her clitoris swelling into an erection at the top of her chocolate colored cunt gash.
They flicked the tips of their tongues back and forth against one another lightly and quickly at first.
Then they began to roll their tongues together, performing an internal swordfight with their battling tasters.
Christopher and Annette began to thoroughly explore the insides of each other's mouths with their tongues.
They licked at each other's teeth. They licked at each other's gums. They licked at the insides of each other's cheeks.
They sucked each other's tongues. They swapped saliva.
They quaffed deeply of each other's mouth waters, having a wonderful time. Christopher could tell that it was not going to be very long at all before his post-orgasmic afterglow was going to wear off.
Christopher knew that soon his glow was going to be replaced by a new sensation-by his rekindled passion.
Christopher knew that soon the ache was going to return to his balls. Soon, he knew, the ache would return to his cock.
The kiss lasted for a long time and they were both breathless with lust by the time they finally pulled their mouths apart.
Christopher crossed his blue eyes and looked down past his straight white nose as he pulled his mouth away from Annette's lips. He could see that there were several strings of saliva bridging their mouths. He pulled up with his head and shoulders a few more inches.
Those bridges stretched.
The strings of spit broke.
Half of each string fell onto either of their front teeth.
Christopher moved his mouth to the side of Annette's neck. He kissed and licked and bit up and down her jugular vein. He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her dangling earlobe. Her tits were heaving up and down on her chest as he desperately sucked air into her legs. Her legs were stretched out straight toward the foot of her bed. She had her thighs parted to a right angle. Her toes were curled under tightly. She could feel her pussy starting to drool juice down into the crack of her ass. Soon, she knew, she was going to be making a wet spot on the bedspread beneath her ass.
Christopher used his tongue tip to explore
Annette's ear, inside and out. She shivered violently and there was a moment when the entire surface area of her diminutive body was covered with gooseflesh.
Annette had her face turned to one side so that it would be easier for the handsome white man to get at the side of her neck and to her ear with his lips and his tongue. She then turned her face the other way so that Christopher could repeat the process with her other ear-and with the other side of her neck.
He kissed her throat, his mouth working downward toward her bosom.
"KISS MY TITS! OHHHHHHHH! MY TITS NEED IT SO BAD!"
The man decided that he was going to kiss and lick exclusively at Annette's right breast at first, since that was the closest tit. She moaned as he lowered his face to her breast.
Christopher began to kiss at the tit from the base of the mountain upward, starting at the bottom and then spiraling his way upward toward the tip. Christopher Adamms arranged his oral caresses so that each little smacking kiss was a little bit closer to Annette's nipple than the one before.
"OHHHHHHHH! YOU ARE MAKING ME FEEL SO HOT!" she said. The white man took his time about it, but he finally got his lips and his tongue to the part of her that wanted the oral stimulation most of all, her nipple.
The tall blonde hunk of beefcake lightly placed the tip of his tongue directly on Annette's feminine erection.
The handsome and muscular writer then rolled his tongue around lazily, covering that dark brown nipple with spittle.
The good-looking sex journalist could feel her nipple growing larger and harder against his tastebuds.
"LICK IT! LICK IT! LICK MY NIPPLE! OHHHHHHHH!" she said.
Christopher began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth across the diminutive stripper's nipple.
He battered her nipple back and forth. He loved the little moaning and gurgling noises Annette was making in her throat.
Every once in a while Christopher could hear Annette making a purring sound inside her sweet gullet.
Annette's purring sounds sounded remarkably authentic. The little black girl sounded just like a real cat.
Annette sounded so much like a real cat that Christopher found himself wondering if maybe she had been a feline in another life-although he did not whole-heartedly believe in reincarnation.
"SUCK IT! SUCK MY NIPPLE!" Annette hollered loudly.
Christopher could tell that she was screaming so loudly that her neighbors could hear. Christopher Adamms correctly assumed that Annette did not give a shit whether her neighbors heard her screams of pleasure or not.
Annette was not the sort of girl who spent a lot of time worrying about her reputation. The fact that she had only allowed four different men fuck her during the course of her sexual career meant that she had personal morals, not that she was worried about her reputation.
Christopher did as he was instructed. He wrapped his lips around her dark, dark nipple, and he began to suck.
Christopher Adamms sucked very hard at Annette's feminine erection. He kept the tip of his tongue busy at all times so that he was licking and sucking at the nipple simultaneously. He hollowed his cheeks.
The tall blonde hunk of beefcake created an intense vacuum inside his oral cavity. There was nothing subtle or cute about the way he sucked her nipple. The handsome and muscular writer sucked it as hard as he could. He sucked so that the skin all around the nipple was stretched taut.
He sucked so that her entire tit looked a good deal pointier than usual-and that was saying something because Annette's tits were on the pointy side to begin with.
He could feel her nipple continuing to get harder and larger against his sexually aroused taste buds.
"BITE! BITE! BITE! BITE! BITE MY NIPPLE! OHHHHHHHH!"
Christopher did as he was told. He got that dark brown nipple in between his upper and lower teeth. He nipped lightly.
"BITE HARDER! BITE HARDER! BITE HARDER! OHHHHHHHH!"
The man bit hard at her nipple, so that Annette felt twinges of pain blending with her pleasure. Annette did not mind the pain. Not at all. It was intrinsically sexual pain. Her sexually aroused nervous-system was translating the pain into pleasure before sending the signals to her brain. She found that the pain was enhancing her pleasure rather than stifling it, as one might imagine it would.
Christopher began to make growling noises, unadulteratedly animalistic noises, down inside his gullet. He tugged at her nipple with his pearly white choppers. He moved his face from side to side. There was a frightening moment or two when the little black girl thought that the white man had lost control of himself, that he had turned into a savage beast. Indeed, there was a frightening moment or two when she thought he was going to rip her nipple right off the tip of her firm and supple tit.
This, obviously, did not happen. Christopher had not lost control of himself. The tall blonde hunk of beefcake knew just what he was doing. He released his grip on her nipple with his teeth and allowed the feminine erection to snap back into place, before any damage whatsoever could be done to it.
Annette opened her eyes and looked at the nipple. She was astounded by what she saw. Annette could see that her feminine erection had grown HUGE-that it was protruding almost a full inch from the tip of her tit because of the harsh oral stimulation Christopher had given it. Her eyes opened so wide that the whites were visible all the way around her brown irises. Her nipple had grown-by far-larger than it had ever grown before.
"DO THE OTHER ONE! DO THE OTHER NIPPLE! OHHHHHHHH!"
Christopher lowered her head to her bosom once again and he began to pleasure Annette's other tit. He once again went all the way from gingerly licking and kissing to harsh biting and sucking. Christopher did not stop orally stimulating the second nipple until both of Annette's feminine erections were once again the same size. They were BOTH sticking up from the tips of her tits a full inch.
"YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD! YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD!"
Christopher kissed her mouth once again. They kissed long and wet.
The little girl could feel her pussy juice dripping out of the base of her cunt slash in a steady flow.
Annette could tell that the crack of her ass was completely wet and slippery with her pussy's drippings by this time.
The scent of Annette's pussy was wafting up from between her parted thighs. Both Christopher and Annette could smell her cunt.
They loved that smell. They knew that it wouldn't be long before the whole room reeked of her wet twat.