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May’s White Whore
By Sergius
II
The next day I took the subway to NYU to meet Robert for lunch. After lunch I returned to the
subway station to head home. The train was crowded and I was lucky to get the last seat on
the car.
At the next stop, only a few people left the car, but many more piled in. The subway car was
becoming very crowded, and someone bumped my knee. I looked up and there was my black
queen, standing beside my seat, looking at me with that knowing look.
She glanced forward, and I saw an obviously very pregnant woman. I stood and offered my seat
to the woman, who gladly accepted it. Now I was standing, with the Nubian goddess standing
directly behind me.
The car continued to fill, and we were pressed closer together. Her hands softly took hold of my
waist, then she leaned forward pressing her breasts into my back. Her hands were starting to
burn their way into my side. Electricity from her nipples shot into my back.
My heart started to palpitate, and I began breathing heavily. I was starting to get light headed,
and my crotch was becoming moist. The car was packed full, and it started to move. Her hands
slowly started to move up my sides. The heat followed them. I still did not understand what
was happening to me, but I sure liked it.
Finally her hands reached my breasts, and now the electricity seemed to flow from her nipples
though my back, into my breasts, out my nipples and into her hands. My panties were now
soaked, and suddenly I experienced my first orgasm. My knees buckled. She was literally
holding me upright.
As the subway approached my stop, it began to slow. I leaned my head back and looked at her.
I could tell that she knew precisely what had happened to me. "I need to get off here," I
whispered into her ear.
Her eyes burned into mine, "Okay."
"Please come with me," I pleaded.
Those eyes still burned into mine. "Why?"
"I need to know what happened to me." I thought for a moment. "No, I think I need you. Yes, I
need you."
"Okay."
I realized that I had been holding my breath. I inhaled deeply and composed myself as best I
could. The car slowed to a stop, and I forced my way to door with her following. We exited the
car and she said, "Lead the way."
I was exhausted, and my legs were shaking, but I forced myself to do as she said. I led the way
with her following a short distance behind. My brownstone was a short ten minute walk from
the subway. It was like I was sleepwalking. All I could think about was that incredible
adventure I had experienced on the train. At one corner I almost stepped in front of a truck,
but she grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back onto the curb.
Finally I reached my home. I fumbled with my keys, and I dropped them as I tried to put the
key into the lock.
"Relax, calm down," she whispered into my ear. That didn't help any. In fact I became even
more flustered. She bent over and picked up the keys, unlocked the door, and pushed it open. I
entered, and she followed.
"You have a very nice home."
"Thank you," I muttered.
"Show me your bedroom."
"Yes." I walked up the steps, down the hall into my bedroom, and walked over to my bed. She
remained at the door.
"Turn around and face me."
I turned around.
"Take off your dress."
I took a deep breath, grabbed the hem of my dress, and pulled it over my shoulders. I dropped
it onto the floor. I stood in front of her in my bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings.
"Nice, now the brassiere."
My hands trembled as I reached behind my back and un-hooked the bra. My breasts tumbled
free from their confinement. My hard nipples were straining towards her.
"Beautiful. My, my, but you two are excited to see me, aren't you. Now, detach the garters, take
your panties off then reattach the garters."
I fumbled with the garters, took my panties off then put the garters back on. Suddenly I started
to blush. I had just realized that I was standing essentially nude before this fully dressed,
beautiful black woman. But then I looked into those piercing eyes, and I knew that this is
exactly where I wanted to be.
She stepped closer and said, "Take my sweater off."
Once again she was not wearing a bra. My breasts were rounded while hers were pointed. My
aureole and nipples were large, while hers were smaller. All four of our nipples were rock hard.
She reached towards my nipples, and when her fingers were about an inch away, it felt as if
sparks jumped between them and my nipples. Her fingers touched my breasts and she slowly
slid her thumb and forefingers up to softly pinch my nipples. I looked down at my chest and I
was struck by the contrast between our skin colours. My milky white breasts and her dark
chocolate
coloured hands.
Once again, my body reacted. My arms felt weak. I struggled to force them up so that I could
touch her breasts.
"No." She whispered, "No. Just relax." She then proceeded to gently push me backwards until
my legs hit the bed, then she pushed a little more so that I fell onto the bed. My calves were
hanging over the edge of the bed. She fell to her knees on the floor before me.
With one hand she continued to tenderly pinch one nipple between her fingers, she then
lowered her mouth to my other nipple and started to nibble and suck on it. She used her other
hand to trace patterns on the rest of my body. It was a good thing I was lying down, because
my body was overwhelmed by sensations.
I had thought my nipples were hard before, but now they seamed as if they would burst.
Suddenly my body was racked by an orgasm. Her hand migrated to my crotch. She started to
trace the outline of my pubic hair. Then both of her hands were fingering my nipples, and her
head was moving towards my crotch.
She started using her teeth to gently tug on my pubic hairs. Then she began to nibble on my
labia. She was still fingering my nipples, but my mind was now totally focused on my crotch.
Soon she was running her tongue along the inner and outer lips. Suddenly she lightly flicked
her tongue on my clitoris and my body convulsed in another orgasm.
Then her mouth was attached to my clitoris like a vacuum cleaner. Her tongue continued to
ravish it while her mouth tried to suck it from my body.
My body was racked by what seemed to be one continuous orgasm. It built to a huge
crescendo, then I so overwhelmed, I couldn't take it any more and I forced myself to push her
head away from my crotch.
I lay there for a few minutes, trying to relax and regain my composure. Then I looked down and
saw that her eyes were also closed and that her head was resting on my thigh. The light from
the window was reflecting from a light sheen that covered her face. Her eyes fluttered open and
she smiled.
"My, you're a wild and woolly one," she said. Then she moved up and kissed me quickly, leaned
back, and looked in to my eyes again. Then she kissed me again. I had been kissed before, of
course, but never like this, and certainly never by a woman. She thrust her tongue into my
mouth, and I started to suck on it. Finally she broke away. She turned her head and said,
"Clean me." I started licking my juices off of her face. I could taste myself. It tasted delicious.
After I cleaned her face, she pushed me away. She unbuckled her belt and pulled down her
pants. Then she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slowly pushed them down. She
chuckled at my surprise. "You've never seen a shaved pussy?"
I shook my head. She gestured me forward. I kissed her again, then I started moving my body
down, licking and kissing her sweet, luscious body as I went. Soon I was at her breasts. I
circled her breast with my tongue, slowly working my way towards her nipple. At the same
time, I lightly traced the outlines of her body with my fingertips.
She gasped when I glued my lips to one of her nipples and I tweaked the other nipple with my
fingers. After I worshiped both of her breasts I continued moving down her body. I didn't take
as much time with her that she did with me. I was impatient. I needed to taste her. Finally my
head reached her crotch. I moved my head back and looked at her pussy. She looked
magnificent. Her labia were lined with a white creamy substance. I looked up at her.
"I'm so hot for you, I've been creaming," She said.
I took a deep breath, and without ceremony, I plunged my tongue as deep as I could into her
pussy, sucking and licking as fast as I could. At first, she tasted like alum and my mouth
wanted to pucker, but soon she tasted divine. I was in heaven.
Her body shuttered in a small orgasm. I continued to worship her shrine. Suddenly she
grasped my head with her hands and she started to grind her crotch into my face,
concentrating on my nose. I found this very erotic. She shuddered in yet another orgasm.
She guided my head to her clitoris. I tried to emulate what she did to mine, and I must have
done a pretty good job because she started to moan, and after about ten minutes her body was
racked by the most violent orgasm yet. I could not get enough of her. I tried to continue to lick
her clit, gently now, but I must have worn her out because she pulled my head up to hers.
Once again we kissed. "Your first time?"
I nodded.
"You are fantastic. With a little practice you could be legendary."
I grinned like a schoolgirl. Suddenly I started to cry.
"What's wrong? Regrets?" She sounded cynical.
I shook my head. "No. I just realized that I don't even know your name."
She chuckled, and pulled me closer. "That's okay honey, my name is May. You’re not a virgin
are you?"
"Not any more," I said with pride.
"No, I mean with men."
"I've never meet a man that I felt liked I wanted to make love to."
"Neither have I, really," she replied.
We cuddled, and talked. Later I realized that I did most of the talking, and that May learned
quite a lot about me, but that I learned next to nothing about her. After a while we fell asleep,
exhausted. I woke up about three hours later. I glanced at the clock and suddenly I was wide
awake. I jumped up, waking May.
"Something wrong?"
"I'm supposed to go to dinner with Robert. He'll be here at any minute." I started to get out of
bed.
May grabbed my arm, "I'll get rid of him. Stay in bed. Keep quite." May got out of bed and threw
her clothes on.
Robert knocked on the door. May went downstairs. I slipped on my robe and followed her
quietly. I made sure I was in the shadows so that I couldn't be seen.
May cracked the door open. "Yes?"
"Who the hell are you?" Robert barked angrily.
"I'm a nurse, who the hell are you. Keep your voice down."
"A nurse, what's going on? What happened?" Still angry, now he also sounded concerned.
"I'm not going to tell you again, keep your voice down. Who are you?"
"My name is Robert, and I'm her fiancé." That was news to me.
"Well I'm sorry Robert, but she collapsed on the subway this afternoon. She’s exhausted (boy
was I). She needs to rest. She'll be okay, but the doctor wanted her watched tonight."
"I'll watch her."
"No. She needs medical attention, and complete rest, so I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
I could tell that he was deciding whether he could force his way in. "Okay, but I'll be back in
the morning."
"No. She's going to need complete quiet until at least this time tomorrow."
"Well, okay." He left. May watched to make sure he left. She locked the door, walked up to me.
"Your fiancé is quite the bigot," she said acidly.
"First, he's not my fiancé, and second, he's not a bigot, he's just upset."
"No dear, I was looking at his face, and I could tell, he does not like Negroes."
I didn't believe her, but I didn't want to argue with May, so I let it go. "You can stay, can't you?"
She walked over to me, slipped my robe open, and embraced me. "Yes, of course, if you want
me to."
"Oh yes, please stay."
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