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Copyright Deni Wom
10.7.05

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By Deni

Enjoying Messenger
Part One


JR:  Hey bud!  How ya doing?
TC:  Great!  Hey, would ya mind if I added in another
buddy?  His name is Ron
JR:  No prob
TC:  Great, I been telling him about you and this
woman you been fuckin.  He is interested
JR:  Which one?  lol
[Ron joins the conversation]
Ron:  Hi JR!  Hey thanks for letting me cut in like
this
JR:  No prob, so what you wantin to know
TC:  Hey JR, tell Ron about that white broad you been
fuckin 
JR:  Well shes just a sexy little white woman that
likes to have my big black dick in her
Ron:  You fuck her often?
JR:  Hell yes!  She calls me couple times a day beggin
me to cum fuck her little white cunt
JR:  She didnt start out a horny little twat though,
but man has she turned out to be one!
TC:  Hey JR tell Ron what you told me about last night
when you was with her  lol
JR:  Welllllll . less see . . . . . . . .I been dinkin
her bout 8 months now
JR:  Then last night she calls up and says hey, he’s
out of town tonight, can I come over? 
JR:  I    lol    tell her well, first you got to tell
me what I want to come over here for babe  lol
JR:  And she says to me, all reluctant and embarrassed
and shit, I need your big black cock to fuck my white
horny whore’s cunt JR
JR:  God she hates saying that kind of thing
JR:  I could almost hear her blushing cuz saying such
as that goes against everything
JR:  she wants to think of herself as all righteous
and shit
JR:  Shes all up tight most the time
JR:  Finally I say to her OK slut come on over and get
your big black cock fix lol

Sheri smoothed her skirt as she stood at his apartment
door, waiting for him to open the door.  Finally she
rang the door bell again, looking at her watch.  She
was definitely on time.  And he HAD said come right
over.

She rang the door bell again.  The diamond on her left
hand gleamed in the harsh lights of the corridor.  She
deliberately ignored it with a disdainful shake of her
head, her hair flouncing as she set her face in a
determined smile.

From just inside the door, she heard “Take your dress
off.”

‘Oh NO! not again’ she thought, already flushing
bright red from mortifying embarrassment.  But the
pulsing fluttery beat deep in her belly kept her from
leaving.

She quickly looked up and down the apartment house
hallway, hoping against hope that no one would see
here after she took her conservative, below the knee,
buttoned to her neck, dress off.  She screwed up her
courage, visualizing what was on the other side of the
door, his face, his soft kisses, his big strong hands,
his huge  . . . . . . . Thing.  ‘Wow!’ she felt her
face flush as even a slight thought of ‘it’ was enough
to cause her heart rate to rise, and her skin to
blush.  She fanned her cheek rapidly, self
consciously, with her well manicured hand.
But it was no good, her steaming needy kitty was in
control tonight.  Her excited fingers quickly
unbuttoned the front of her dress, then lowered it,
stepped daintily out of it, folded it carefully, then
stood there with it over her arm, her shoulders back ,
her proud, perfectly formed, lace covered breasts
jutting forward . . . . . waiting. 

She knew he was watching her humiliation through the
little peek hole in the door.  But god, since the
first time she say ‘it’ she was lost.  She flushed
again, feeling her moisture.  Until him, she had never
felt her moisture.

She smoothed her folded skirt nervously as she tried
not to think about what she knew he would want her to
do next.  She stared straight ahead at the peek hole,
imagining him looking at her standing there in the
sexy bra and panties she had bought from her little
grocery money jar, bought them explicitly for him, to
wear to be with him.  She would have to feed her
loving husband mac-and-cheese for a month to recoup
what she had spent on this man on the other side of
the door, but she could not stop herself.  She looked
down at her pert plump breasts encased in the new bra.
She looked good!

She just wished he would hurry, not because she was
embarrassed to stand here with her skirt off, she was
slowly becoming used to his humiliation that he heaped
on her every time they were together  (it would
invariably lead to an incredible ‘fullfillment’
later), but because she so desperately wanted his
‘thing’ inside her, making her feel like it always
did.  Make her forget her Catholic upbringing.  And
send her into that incredibly delicious ecstasy that
she had never felt before his big black gorgeous . . .
. . . thing . . . . was inside her  . . . . . . .
body.

“Take your bra off!”  His voice was a little more
breathless than before.  She vaguely wondered about
that as she reached behind her back, her firm breasts
pressing against the fabric of her sexy bra.  She
worked the clasp, then lowered the lace slowly as she
stared at the peek hole defiantly.

He waited a few more minutes as she placed her new bra
on top of her carefully folded dress.  She could hear
him chuckle softly behind the door.

“OK my gorgeous little slut, takeoff your sexy little
slutty panties baby.”  He snickered again.

She slowly placed her thumbs in the thin elastic of
her sexy lace covered sheer panties.  She squirmed her
hips as she stepped out of them, then folded them
carefully and placed them beside her bra on her arm.

She stepped back from the door far enough he could see
her  . . . . . ..  down there.

“Has your lame-ass husband seen your bald pussy yet,
my sweet sexy little slut?”

She flushed a bright red, then shook her head.  “No,
and he won’t either, I don’t let him see me naked any
more.  My body is yours now honey.  Please let me in,
honey.  I need you.  I really need you.  Please baby.
Please let me in and make love to me.”

He laughed loudly now.  “So baby, you just said your
body is mine, right?”

The little warning tingle became a ringing bell.  “Ah
. . . . .. . . Yeah? . . . . . . .”

“And what I want to do to your fine body is my choice,
right?”

Hesitantly, she answered “Ah . . . . . . Yeah.”
“Well, my sweet little horny
slut, I have a REAL
surprise for you tonight!”
“Ah . . . . . OK.  What is it babe?”

“You’ll see in a few minutes.  Just stand there with
your gorgeous slutty tits and nice bald white cunt
where I can enjoy them till your surprise walks out of
the elevator in a few minutes.  Put your clothes down
on the floor by the door.”

She laid her neatly folded clothes by JR’s door, her
fine tight butt sticking up in the air.  She could
feel the cool air circulating by the heat of her
little  . . .. body opening.

Suddenly she heard the elevator ding.  ‘Oh NO!  Darn
it!  What has he decided to make me do now?  Someone
is going to see me naked!’  Nervously she fidgeted as
the elevator door slowly opened.  It was always
something with JR.  Nothing was ever simple.  But oh
my god, his . . . .. thing  . . .. . god, it was
incredible when it was inside her.

“Slut, you stand there nice and still till I tell you
that you can move, do you understand me?”
Fearfully, excitedly, nervously, she nodded her head.

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