The Librarian Chapter One
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Why is she staring at me? I didn't have room to talk, because I couldn't help but stare back. My parents used to tell me it was love at first sight when they met. I never believed that could happen to me... until today.
Walking up the stairs to the second floor of a library I'd never been to, the last thing I expected to see was the most stunning woman I had ever seen in my twenty years of life. There was an awkward silence before she spoke.
"Yes. How may I help you?"
On top of being drop-dead gorgeous, she had the voice of an angel. If she was a professor and had a three hour lecture on the history of maple syrup, I'd sit front row and be thoroughly entertained the entire time.
"Yes, please. I'm looking for books on Native Americans."
"Well you've definitely come to the right place. Our section on Native Americans is in the back. I will show you."
I wondered if she did this for everyone that had trouble finding books, but the way she was looking at me let me know that I might be a special case. I wasn't complaining.
She rose from her desk and made her way towards me. She moved in slow motion - or at least it seemed like it! I didn't mean to check her out, but I couldn't help myself. Her hair was a beautiful shade of brown, and she had a natural tan to go along with it.
The librarian led me toward the back of the library where the section on Native Americans could be found. If she had turned around at any point I would have been caught red handed gazing at her hips as they swayed back and forth when she walked. I have friends who have admitted that when they see a hot girl with a round ass such as the one that was currently in front of me, they smack it. I pride myself on being a gentleman so I didn't do anything like that, but it sure was hard to fight the urge.
I looked back up when we got to the section on Native Americans. I was determined to maintain eye contact with her so she wouldn't think I was a creep only interested in her body. I'm sure she gets men staring at her all the time.
"Here you are," she said, as she handed me a book which had to do with famous Native American tribes in America, "does this help?"
"It does, actually, thank you. I don't think I caught your name, by the way." This woman was too perfect for me not to try and have a flirtatious conversation with her. Here goes nothing.
"It's Sloane," she said awkwardly as she looked down at the floor. Sloane regained her composure a few seconds later. "Yours?"
"Carter," I held out my hand. "It's very nice to make your acquaintance." I took her hand in mine and couldn't help but notice how soft her skin was.
"Your skin is very soft." Smooth, Carter! I'm such a charmer.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just... I wanted you to know if you didn't already know that your skin is very soft and I like that." Oh lord. My chances with her just went from zero to negative one hundred, real quick.
She slowly pulled her hand away from mine and paused before she spoke again. "You didn't offend me, Carter, I was just surprised, that's all. No one has ever complimented me on anything, especially my skin. That was very sweet of you."
She had to be lying. No one has ever complimented her? Not once? Is everyone in this library blind as a bat? "Really? I find that hard to believe."
"Why is that?"
"You're beautiful, that's why."
To say she was surprised by my sudden confession of endearment would be an understatement. Sloane's face tyrned bright red and she broke eye contact with me. Some guys might find her awkward and weird, but I thought her reaction was beyond cute.
"Me? Beautiful? I... I'm not beautiful. I'm just an old librarian. You're very kind but I h-have to go back to work now."
Sloane tried to make her way past me but tripped over her own feet, and in doing so fell into me, causing me to stumble and fall as well. In making sure that I caught her I hit my head on the floor, but wasn't concerned if I was injured because I was face to face with Sloane's breasts, staring me in the face. When I looked up, Sloane seemed mortified.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Y-Yes."
"I'm glad."
My dick was growing inside my shorts and I knew Sloane had to have noticed but she wasn't saying anything. She continued to stare at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers. After another moment of laying on the ground with Sloane's tits on my chest, we both got up and tried to act like that wasn't the most embarrassing thing that has happened to either of us at a library before.
"Now that I'm completely and utterly mortified, it's time I really get back to work. Have a nice day Carter."
Sloane walked away but I wasn't ready to say goodbye just yet. "Sloane, wait!"
She turned quickly. "Yes?"
"Are you working tomorrow?"
"I am. Why do you ask?"
"I'd like to see you again, if that's alright."
"It's more than alright. I usually take my lunch around one. Is that okay?" she replied with considerable enthusiasm.
"More than okay."
"Wonderful. I trust you'll remember where to find me?"
With that last remark Sloane went back to her desk. As she turned the corner I couldn't help but notice a subtle smile cross her face. I guess I do have a way with the ladies.
The next day..
I arrived at the library a few minutes before one. I was so nervous! I hadn't been on a date in a while and I have never been on a date with an older women. Even though we were just getting lunch, I was taking this pretty seriously. I wanted to show Sloane I wasn't some college douche that was only intrigued by her body, but that I was really invested in getting to know her as a person.
I walked up the stairs towards the second floor reference desk. When I got to the top of the stairs I slightly panicked because I didn't see Sloane anywhere. Did she forget? Did she already go to lunch with someone else? Did she change her mind?
All of these thoughts rushed into my head at once and I was about to turn around and head for the exit when someone tapped me on my shoulder.
"Hello, Carter."
It was Sloane, and she looked radiant. She was wearing a free flowing floral dress which complimented her breasts in a great way. Whatever perfume she was wearing was undeniably intoxicating.
Sloane is a shorter woman who stands at about 5'5". I'm 6'3", and the heels Sloane was wearing didn't much shrink the gap in our height. I didn't care about any of that; all I could think was how did I get so lucky as to take this woman out? Don't mess this up, dude!
"Carter? Are you okay?"
"Yes, sorry about that. You look very lovely, Sloane."
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself."
I was wearing my favorite pair of sneakers, jeans, and a dark blue flannel shirt. Before I left for college my father gave me his lucky watch, which I was wearing today. I was going to need all the luck I could get.
"Where would you like to go for lunch, Sloane?"
"There's a mall right across the street from here that has really good pizza. Do you like pizza?"
"I love pizza. Lead the way."
It was lunchtime, which meant the food court was packed with people. The pizza place Sloane chose was very busy, but we got our food pretty fast. I ordered two slices of cheese pizza, and Sloane got one slice of pepperoni. I asked Sloane if I could get a bite of her pizza, and she happily obliged.
"The pizza was delicious, Sloane. You made the right call for sure."
She covered her mouth with one hand and giggled softly. Her laugh was adorable. Everything about Sloane was adorable. Her awkwardness and seemingly kind demeanor was infectious, and I was hooked.
"Thank you, Carter. I am glad you enjoyed it."
"Do you come here often?"
"Sadly, no. I usually pack a lunch and eat in the break room with my coworkers."
"If this date goes well, I would love to take you out to eat again."
"Date?"
Oh no! Did she not know this was a date? Did I just assume she was interested in me because we kinda flirted in the library?
"I'm kidding, Carter!" She laughed as she put her hand over mine. "I know this is a date, and I am having a wonderful time."
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and interlocked my fingers with Sloane's. She just went up ten points in my book. A girl with a sense of humor is a huge turn-on for me.
"I'm having a great time as well. When do you have to go back to work?"
Sloane glanced at her watch. "Twenty minutes. Would you like to walk around the mall for a bit? We can walk off our delicious pizza."
"I'd like that very much."
We got up from our table and proceeded to walk the mall. It took me a few seconds to realize we were still holding hands. I didn't mind and neither did Sloane. Some people gave us questionable looks, but that didn't bother me in the slightest. Sloane and I were in our own little world, enjoying each other's company.
As we were walking I noticed Sloane starting to mumble to herself. A part of me thought it was a bit odd, but she was so damn cute I didn't care.
"Do you want to sit down?" I asked.
"Ye-yes, that would be good."
We sat at a bench in front of a store that had gone out of business. I guess this mall had seen better days. Slaone grabbed my hand and I could tell something was on her mind.
"Carter, I've had a wonderful day with you. You're such a gentlemen and I couldn't have asked for a better first date."
"That makes me happy, Sloane. I'm glad we got to do this. You are an amazing woman."
Sloane's face turned bright red as she started fidgeting in place. She was so cute when she got like that.
"Carter, may I ask you something? Don't be afraid to say no because it's just a thought I've been having since we got here, and I know it's probably a little sudden..."
Before Sloane could finish her sentence, I leaned in and kissed her on her lips. After the initial shock of my sudden show of affection she kissed me back, and we made out for what seemed like an eternity. Forgetting we were in public I hiked up Sloane's dress and moved my hand on her thigh. She did not seem to mind one bit.
After a few minutes I released Sloane's lips from mine. "Sorry, I couldn't wait any longer. I hope that was alright."
Sloane adjusted her glasses and pulled down her dress because her underwear was showing. She was a classy lady even if she had just made out with a guy she met yesterday.
"I've never been kissed like that before, so it was a bit of a shock," Sloane said, beaming from ear to ear. "But it was incredible!"
Sloane kissed me again before pulling back quickly. "Oh! Goodness me. I remember what I was going to ask you before!"
"Yeah? What was it?"
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?"
7:30 p.m.
"So where are you going that you needed to borrow my car?"
"I told you, man, I have a date."
"Yes, but I don't believe you. You never do dates. I thought that wasn't your thing."
My roommate was right; it wasn't my thing, but this was different. I liked Sloane. Hell, who am I kidding - I liked her a lot. Our lunch date was wonderful and our kiss afterwards was one I'll never forget. When she asked me to dinner this evening there was no way I was going to decline.
"Trust me, Jimmy, this is a date. I'll tell you all about it when I get back."
A short time later I pulled into the driveway of Sloane's home. I guess librarians do well for themselves because her house was big - very big. You would think she would have a family living with her in this humongous house. I couldn't imagine anyone living here alone.
I rang the doorbell and waited with eager anticipation for Sloane to answer the door. I wasn't sure how this dinner would play out, but I was excited just to be here. Sloane was an amazing woman, not to mention smoking hot. The last couple days had felt like a dream that I wasn't ready to wake up from.
"Hello, Carter; welcome to my home."
Sloane was wearing a skin-tight black black dress that showed off her amazing curves. Along with matching black stilettos, she was wearing a necklace that rested comfortably on her bosom. I stood in the doorway, completely overwhelmed by Sloane's beauty.
"Is everything okay? Is this too much? It's too much, isn't it."
"No, not at all, Sloane. You look magnificent. These are for you." I handed Sloane a bouquet of roses I bought on my way over.
"Oh my, these are lovely! Thank you, Carter. Please come inside."
Sloane led me into the living room and told me dinner would be ready shortly. If the living room was any indication, Sloane had a beautiful home. The room had a nice, warm feel to it, and was very welcoming. I noticed pictures on the table of Sloane and what I assumed were family members. Sloane and her mother looked just alike.
"Dinner is served. Please follow me." Sloane had prepared a delicious Fettuccine Alfredo. She told me it was her grandmother's recipe, and this would be the first time she had made it for anyone outside of her family. I felt honored.
"Well, Sloane, you knocked this out of the park. It's delicious!"
"Really? Thank you. I'm so glad you like it. Would you like to trade that water for some red wine?"
"Sure. Sounds good."
"Don't tell anyone I served wine to a minor."
"Your secret is safe with me."
The wine helped us both open up to each other and we had a nice conversation during dinner. I learned that Sloane grew up in Seattle and went to college in California, but had traded the nice weather for the cold winters of the east coast. She was shocked and amazed to learn that someone besides herself had an admiration for cheesy action flicks.
"Did you always want to be a librarian?"
Taking a sip from her second glass of wine Sloane answered slowly. "Yes, actually. I've been around books my entire life and thought, what the hell? Might as well make a career out of it." Sloane was funny when she drank.
"Well, you're very good at it."
"Thank you. What do you want to do after college?"
"I want to be a writer."
"Really? That's very interesting. What do you like to write about?"
"Science fiction, mostly. Some fantasy and drama here and there. Recently I've been working on some romance stuff."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yes. I'll have to show you what I've been working on sometime."
"I'd like that. A lot." Sloane answered with a seductive undertone.
After dinner we poured ourselves another glass of wine and stood in her kitchen, just talking. I could converse with Sloane all night. She was so easy-going, and it felt natural being around her.
"Sloane, this has been a wonderful evening."
"Yes it has Carter. Can I tell you something?"
"Of course."
"I think I might be drunk."
I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Yeah, I can tell. I'm pretty buzzed myself."
I took Sloane's glass out of her hand and put both of our drinks on the nearby kitchen island. Pulling her towards me, I kissed Sloane gently on her neck. She smiled and put her arms around me. Sloane was slowly getting turned on so I continued to kiss her neck.
Sloane looked up at me. "There's something else too."
"What is it?"
"I really like you, and I don't want you to leave tonight."
Sloane lifted my shirt but didn't take it off. Rather, she kissed my chest, working her way down slowly. I had never had any girl I'd been with do that before. It was so hot! Sloane got on her knees and rubbed my cock through my pants. I couldn't have been any harder.
"Carter?"
"Yes, Sloane?"
"Take me upstairs."
My heart was beating so fast! I carried Sloane up to her room and we began to get undressed. I knew what was about to happen, but for some reason I was nervous. It wasn't like this was going to be my first time or anything, but I didn't want her to be disappointed with me. I wanted Sloane to never forget this night.
I threw Sloane on the bed and took the heels she was wearing and tossed them to the other side of the room. I took my shirt off and got on top of her and we embraced once more. As our tongues wrestled with one another I moved my hand over Sloane's pussy, which was still covered by her panties. I couldn't wait any longer to eat her mature, wet cunt.
"Carter? Go slow. It's been ages since I've done any of this."
"I will, Sloane. Leave it to me."
I moved her panties to the side and kissed her thighs before I got to her soaked cunt. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she had a freshly-shaved pussy. I flicked her clit with my tongue and the way she reacted I thought she had already cum. I guess it really had been ages!
I enjoyed eating Sloane out. Her pussy tasted so good. She had her eyes closed and was biting her lip, and soon placed her hand on the top of my head and used her legs to make sure I would t go anywhere. She squirmed and moaned the entire time, and came fairly quickly. After she calmed down and her breathing slowed, she opened her eyes and gave me an approving smile.
I got off of the bed and took off my pants. Sloane removed her panties and watched as my cock fell out of my boxers.
"That is going inside of me?!" She sounded apprehensive.
I understood her reaction; I have a big dick. I've never been one of those guys that bragged about the size of his penis. I let my penis do the talking and no one has complained yet.
"It is," I got back on top of Sloane and kissed her softly, "but don't worry, I'll be gentle."
She smiled and pulled her dress up to make it easier for me to enter her. Her gaze was fixed on my cock, and she stared intently as my dick began to pierce the opening of her vagina. As soon as the head of my dick went inside of her, she tensed up and put her arms around me.
"Sorry, honey. It's been a while."
"It's okay, Sloane. We can go as slow as you need me to."
"Fuck that. Ram your black cock inside of me."
The sound that came out of Sloane next can only be described as a primal shout. Her nails dug into my back and her legs wrapped around my waist. It was the hottest thing ever.
"You're so deep inside of me baby. I can feel your dick poking my stomach. This feels incredible!"
"It's about to get a whole lot better!"
I slowly pulled out of her, then quickly went back in. The back and forth was driving her crazy and Sloane's pussy was getting wetter by the second. Her moans echoed throughout the house as our bodies synced with one another. Our sexual compatibility was off the charts.
"Carter... your cock is amazing! I feel like you're trying to break me!"
"Maybe I am, Sloane! The way your pussy is tightening around my dick feels insane."
"I can't believe my pussy is taking all of your magnificent dick. I never dreamed sex could feel this good!"
Sloane looked up at me, and I knew what she was thinking; she was about to cum. I sped up and watched as a powerful orgasm overcame her. She screamed out in ecstasy, tears running down her face. I slowed down just a bit and she ran her fingers through my hair as she tried to calm herself down.
"Oh my god! I've never ever felt anything like that. Your dick is driving me crazy. I can barely think straight."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No! Don't you fucking dare! I want you to keep fucking me to your heart's content. Then, blow a huge load deep inside my pussy. Can you do that for me, baby?"
"Hell yeah, I can!"
I continued to pound Sloane's pussy. I felt her cum a second time and it made me happy to know she was enjoying being fucked by me. I think I really did break her, because at one point she started moaning gibberish and her eyes rolled back in her head.
As I felt my release nearing, I slowed down and asked her if she was still okay with me cumming inside of her. People say things in the heat of the moment but don't really mean them. Sloane was older, but there's always that risk.
"Thank you for asking again, Carter. It's fine if you cum inside of me. I'm on the pill and today is a safe day anyway."
With that last bit of reassurance, I thrust deep inside of her and released a huge amount of cum. She unwrapped her legs from around my waist and laid back as I continued pump out more cum than she or I thought possible. I hadn't jerked off in a few days, so I was letting it all out inside of her.
Sloane, with a dazed look on her face, smiled, and I knew she'd enjoyed every second of being thoroughly cream-pied by a young black man.
Walking up the stairs to the second floor of a library I'd never been to, the last thing I expected to see was the most stunning woman I had ever seen in my twenty years of life. There was an awkward silence before she spoke.
"Yes. How may I help you?"
On top of being drop-dead gorgeous, she had the voice of an angel. If she was a professor and had a three hour lecture on the history of maple syrup, I'd sit front row and be thoroughly entertained the entire time.
"Yes, please. I'm looking for books on Native Americans."
"Well you've definitely come to the right place. Our section on Native Americans is in the back. I will show you."
I wondered if she did this for everyone that had trouble finding books, but the way she was looking at me let me know that I might be a special case. I wasn't complaining.
She rose from her desk and made her way towards me. She moved in slow motion - or at least it seemed like it! I didn't mean to check her out, but I couldn't help myself. Her hair was a beautiful shade of brown, and she had a natural tan to go along with it.
The librarian led me toward the back of the library where the section on Native Americans could be found. If she had turned around at any point I would have been caught red handed gazing at her hips as they swayed back and forth when she walked. I have friends who have admitted that when they see a hot girl with a round ass such as the one that was currently in front of me, they smack it. I pride myself on being a gentleman so I didn't do anything like that, but it sure was hard to fight the urge.
I looked back up when we got to the section on Native Americans. I was determined to maintain eye contact with her so she wouldn't think I was a creep only interested in her body. I'm sure she gets men staring at her all the time.
"Here you are," she said, as she handed me a book which had to do with famous Native American tribes in America, "does this help?"
"It does, actually, thank you. I don't think I caught your name, by the way." This woman was too perfect for me not to try and have a flirtatious conversation with her. Here goes nothing.
"It's Sloane," she said awkwardly as she looked down at the floor. Sloane regained her composure a few seconds later. "Yours?"
"Carter," I held out my hand. "It's very nice to make your acquaintance." I took her hand in mine and couldn't help but notice how soft her skin was.
"Your skin is very soft." Smooth, Carter! I'm such a charmer.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just... I wanted you to know if you didn't already know that your skin is very soft and I like that." Oh lord. My chances with her just went from zero to negative one hundred, real quick.
She slowly pulled her hand away from mine and paused before she spoke again. "You didn't offend me, Carter, I was just surprised, that's all. No one has ever complimented me on anything, especially my skin. That was very sweet of you."
She had to be lying. No one has ever complimented her? Not once? Is everyone in this library blind as a bat? "Really? I find that hard to believe."
"Why is that?"
"You're beautiful, that's why."
To say she was surprised by my sudden confession of endearment would be an understatement. Sloane's face tyrned bright red and she broke eye contact with me. Some guys might find her awkward and weird, but I thought her reaction was beyond cute.
"Me? Beautiful? I... I'm not beautiful. I'm just an old librarian. You're very kind but I h-have to go back to work now."
Sloane tried to make her way past me but tripped over her own feet, and in doing so fell into me, causing me to stumble and fall as well. In making sure that I caught her I hit my head on the floor, but wasn't concerned if I was injured because I was face to face with Sloane's breasts, staring me in the face. When I looked up, Sloane seemed mortified.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Y-Yes."
"I'm glad."
My dick was growing inside my shorts and I knew Sloane had to have noticed but she wasn't saying anything. She continued to stare at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers. After another moment of laying on the ground with Sloane's tits on my chest, we both got up and tried to act like that wasn't the most embarrassing thing that has happened to either of us at a library before.
"Now that I'm completely and utterly mortified, it's time I really get back to work. Have a nice day Carter."
Sloane walked away but I wasn't ready to say goodbye just yet. "Sloane, wait!"
She turned quickly. "Yes?"
"Are you working tomorrow?"
"I am. Why do you ask?"
"I'd like to see you again, if that's alright."
"It's more than alright. I usually take my lunch around one. Is that okay?" she replied with considerable enthusiasm.
"More than okay."
"Wonderful. I trust you'll remember where to find me?"
With that last remark Sloane went back to her desk. As she turned the corner I couldn't help but notice a subtle smile cross her face. I guess I do have a way with the ladies.
The next day..
I arrived at the library a few minutes before one. I was so nervous! I hadn't been on a date in a while and I have never been on a date with an older women. Even though we were just getting lunch, I was taking this pretty seriously. I wanted to show Sloane I wasn't some college douche that was only intrigued by her body, but that I was really invested in getting to know her as a person.
I walked up the stairs towards the second floor reference desk. When I got to the top of the stairs I slightly panicked because I didn't see Sloane anywhere. Did she forget? Did she already go to lunch with someone else? Did she change her mind?
All of these thoughts rushed into my head at once and I was about to turn around and head for the exit when someone tapped me on my shoulder.
"Hello, Carter."
It was Sloane, and she looked radiant. She was wearing a free flowing floral dress which complimented her breasts in a great way. Whatever perfume she was wearing was undeniably intoxicating.
Sloane is a shorter woman who stands at about 5'5". I'm 6'3", and the heels Sloane was wearing didn't much shrink the gap in our height. I didn't care about any of that; all I could think was how did I get so lucky as to take this woman out? Don't mess this up, dude!
"Carter? Are you okay?"
"Yes, sorry about that. You look very lovely, Sloane."
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself."
I was wearing my favorite pair of sneakers, jeans, and a dark blue flannel shirt. Before I left for college my father gave me his lucky watch, which I was wearing today. I was going to need all the luck I could get.
"Where would you like to go for lunch, Sloane?"
"There's a mall right across the street from here that has really good pizza. Do you like pizza?"
"I love pizza. Lead the way."
It was lunchtime, which meant the food court was packed with people. The pizza place Sloane chose was very busy, but we got our food pretty fast. I ordered two slices of cheese pizza, and Sloane got one slice of pepperoni. I asked Sloane if I could get a bite of her pizza, and she happily obliged.
"The pizza was delicious, Sloane. You made the right call for sure."
She covered her mouth with one hand and giggled softly. Her laugh was adorable. Everything about Sloane was adorable. Her awkwardness and seemingly kind demeanor was infectious, and I was hooked.
"Thank you, Carter. I am glad you enjoyed it."
"Do you come here often?"
"Sadly, no. I usually pack a lunch and eat in the break room with my coworkers."
"If this date goes well, I would love to take you out to eat again."
"Date?"
Oh no! Did she not know this was a date? Did I just assume she was interested in me because we kinda flirted in the library?
"I'm kidding, Carter!" She laughed as she put her hand over mine. "I know this is a date, and I am having a wonderful time."
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and interlocked my fingers with Sloane's. She just went up ten points in my book. A girl with a sense of humor is a huge turn-on for me.
"I'm having a great time as well. When do you have to go back to work?"
Sloane glanced at her watch. "Twenty minutes. Would you like to walk around the mall for a bit? We can walk off our delicious pizza."
"I'd like that very much."
We got up from our table and proceeded to walk the mall. It took me a few seconds to realize we were still holding hands. I didn't mind and neither did Sloane. Some people gave us questionable looks, but that didn't bother me in the slightest. Sloane and I were in our own little world, enjoying each other's company.
As we were walking I noticed Sloane starting to mumble to herself. A part of me thought it was a bit odd, but she was so damn cute I didn't care.
"Do you want to sit down?" I asked.
"Ye-yes, that would be good."
We sat at a bench in front of a store that had gone out of business. I guess this mall had seen better days. Slaone grabbed my hand and I could tell something was on her mind.
"Carter, I've had a wonderful day with you. You're such a gentlemen and I couldn't have asked for a better first date."
"That makes me happy, Sloane. I'm glad we got to do this. You are an amazing woman."
Sloane's face turned bright red as she started fidgeting in place. She was so cute when she got like that.
"Carter, may I ask you something? Don't be afraid to say no because it's just a thought I've been having since we got here, and I know it's probably a little sudden..."
Before Sloane could finish her sentence, I leaned in and kissed her on her lips. After the initial shock of my sudden show of affection she kissed me back, and we made out for what seemed like an eternity. Forgetting we were in public I hiked up Sloane's dress and moved my hand on her thigh. She did not seem to mind one bit.
After a few minutes I released Sloane's lips from mine. "Sorry, I couldn't wait any longer. I hope that was alright."
Sloane adjusted her glasses and pulled down her dress because her underwear was showing. She was a classy lady even if she had just made out with a guy she met yesterday.
"I've never been kissed like that before, so it was a bit of a shock," Sloane said, beaming from ear to ear. "But it was incredible!"
Sloane kissed me again before pulling back quickly. "Oh! Goodness me. I remember what I was going to ask you before!"
"Yeah? What was it?"
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?"
7:30 p.m.
"So where are you going that you needed to borrow my car?"
"I told you, man, I have a date."
"Yes, but I don't believe you. You never do dates. I thought that wasn't your thing."
My roommate was right; it wasn't my thing, but this was different. I liked Sloane. Hell, who am I kidding - I liked her a lot. Our lunch date was wonderful and our kiss afterwards was one I'll never forget. When she asked me to dinner this evening there was no way I was going to decline.
"Trust me, Jimmy, this is a date. I'll tell you all about it when I get back."
A short time later I pulled into the driveway of Sloane's home. I guess librarians do well for themselves because her house was big - very big. You would think she would have a family living with her in this humongous house. I couldn't imagine anyone living here alone.
I rang the doorbell and waited with eager anticipation for Sloane to answer the door. I wasn't sure how this dinner would play out, but I was excited just to be here. Sloane was an amazing woman, not to mention smoking hot. The last couple days had felt like a dream that I wasn't ready to wake up from.
"Hello, Carter; welcome to my home."
Sloane was wearing a skin-tight black black dress that showed off her amazing curves. Along with matching black stilettos, she was wearing a necklace that rested comfortably on her bosom. I stood in the doorway, completely overwhelmed by Sloane's beauty.
"Is everything okay? Is this too much? It's too much, isn't it."
"No, not at all, Sloane. You look magnificent. These are for you." I handed Sloane a bouquet of roses I bought on my way over.
"Oh my, these are lovely! Thank you, Carter. Please come inside."
Sloane led me into the living room and told me dinner would be ready shortly. If the living room was any indication, Sloane had a beautiful home. The room had a nice, warm feel to it, and was very welcoming. I noticed pictures on the table of Sloane and what I assumed were family members. Sloane and her mother looked just alike.
"Dinner is served. Please follow me." Sloane had prepared a delicious Fettuccine Alfredo. She told me it was her grandmother's recipe, and this would be the first time she had made it for anyone outside of her family. I felt honored.
"Well, Sloane, you knocked this out of the park. It's delicious!"
"Really? Thank you. I'm so glad you like it. Would you like to trade that water for some red wine?"
"Sure. Sounds good."
"Don't tell anyone I served wine to a minor."
"Your secret is safe with me."
The wine helped us both open up to each other and we had a nice conversation during dinner. I learned that Sloane grew up in Seattle and went to college in California, but had traded the nice weather for the cold winters of the east coast. She was shocked and amazed to learn that someone besides herself had an admiration for cheesy action flicks.
"Did you always want to be a librarian?"
Taking a sip from her second glass of wine Sloane answered slowly. "Yes, actually. I've been around books my entire life and thought, what the hell? Might as well make a career out of it." Sloane was funny when she drank.
"Well, you're very good at it."
"Thank you. What do you want to do after college?"
"I want to be a writer."
"Really? That's very interesting. What do you like to write about?"
"Science fiction, mostly. Some fantasy and drama here and there. Recently I've been working on some romance stuff."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yes. I'll have to show you what I've been working on sometime."
"I'd like that. A lot." Sloane answered with a seductive undertone.
After dinner we poured ourselves another glass of wine and stood in her kitchen, just talking. I could converse with Sloane all night. She was so easy-going, and it felt natural being around her.
"Sloane, this has been a wonderful evening."
"Yes it has Carter. Can I tell you something?"
"Of course."
"I think I might be drunk."
I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Yeah, I can tell. I'm pretty buzzed myself."
I took Sloane's glass out of her hand and put both of our drinks on the nearby kitchen island. Pulling her towards me, I kissed Sloane gently on her neck. She smiled and put her arms around me. Sloane was slowly getting turned on so I continued to kiss her neck.
Sloane looked up at me. "There's something else too."
"What is it?"
"I really like you, and I don't want you to leave tonight."
Sloane lifted my shirt but didn't take it off. Rather, she kissed my chest, working her way down slowly. I had never had any girl I'd been with do that before. It was so hot! Sloane got on her knees and rubbed my cock through my pants. I couldn't have been any harder.
"Carter?"
"Yes, Sloane?"
"Take me upstairs."
My heart was beating so fast! I carried Sloane up to her room and we began to get undressed. I knew what was about to happen, but for some reason I was nervous. It wasn't like this was going to be my first time or anything, but I didn't want her to be disappointed with me. I wanted Sloane to never forget this night.
I threw Sloane on the bed and took the heels she was wearing and tossed them to the other side of the room. I took my shirt off and got on top of her and we embraced once more. As our tongues wrestled with one another I moved my hand over Sloane's pussy, which was still covered by her panties. I couldn't wait any longer to eat her mature, wet cunt.
"Carter? Go slow. It's been ages since I've done any of this."
"I will, Sloane. Leave it to me."
I moved her panties to the side and kissed her thighs before I got to her soaked cunt. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she had a freshly-shaved pussy. I flicked her clit with my tongue and the way she reacted I thought she had already cum. I guess it really had been ages!
I enjoyed eating Sloane out. Her pussy tasted so good. She had her eyes closed and was biting her lip, and soon placed her hand on the top of my head and used her legs to make sure I would t go anywhere. She squirmed and moaned the entire time, and came fairly quickly. After she calmed down and her breathing slowed, she opened her eyes and gave me an approving smile.
I got off of the bed and took off my pants. Sloane removed her panties and watched as my cock fell out of my boxers.
"That is going inside of me?!" She sounded apprehensive.
I understood her reaction; I have a big dick. I've never been one of those guys that bragged about the size of his penis. I let my penis do the talking and no one has complained yet.
"It is," I got back on top of Sloane and kissed her softly, "but don't worry, I'll be gentle."
She smiled and pulled her dress up to make it easier for me to enter her. Her gaze was fixed on my cock, and she stared intently as my dick began to pierce the opening of her vagina. As soon as the head of my dick went inside of her, she tensed up and put her arms around me.
"Sorry, honey. It's been a while."
"It's okay, Sloane. We can go as slow as you need me to."
"Fuck that. Ram your black cock inside of me."
The sound that came out of Sloane next can only be described as a primal shout. Her nails dug into my back and her legs wrapped around my waist. It was the hottest thing ever.
"You're so deep inside of me baby. I can feel your dick poking my stomach. This feels incredible!"
"It's about to get a whole lot better!"
I slowly pulled out of her, then quickly went back in. The back and forth was driving her crazy and Sloane's pussy was getting wetter by the second. Her moans echoed throughout the house as our bodies synced with one another. Our sexual compatibility was off the charts.
"Carter... your cock is amazing! I feel like you're trying to break me!"
"Maybe I am, Sloane! The way your pussy is tightening around my dick feels insane."
"I can't believe my pussy is taking all of your magnificent dick. I never dreamed sex could feel this good!"
Sloane looked up at me, and I knew what she was thinking; she was about to cum. I sped up and watched as a powerful orgasm overcame her. She screamed out in ecstasy, tears running down her face. I slowed down just a bit and she ran her fingers through my hair as she tried to calm herself down.
"Oh my god! I've never ever felt anything like that. Your dick is driving me crazy. I can barely think straight."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No! Don't you fucking dare! I want you to keep fucking me to your heart's content. Then, blow a huge load deep inside my pussy. Can you do that for me, baby?"
"Hell yeah, I can!"
I continued to pound Sloane's pussy. I felt her cum a second time and it made me happy to know she was enjoying being fucked by me. I think I really did break her, because at one point she started moaning gibberish and her eyes rolled back in her head.
As I felt my release nearing, I slowed down and asked her if she was still okay with me cumming inside of her. People say things in the heat of the moment but don't really mean them. Sloane was older, but there's always that risk.
"Thank you for asking again, Carter. It's fine if you cum inside of me. I'm on the pill and today is a safe day anyway."
With that last bit of reassurance, I thrust deep inside of her and released a huge amount of cum. She unwrapped her legs from around my waist and laid back as I continued pump out more cum than she or I thought possible. I hadn't jerked off in a few days, so I was letting it all out inside of her.
Sloane, with a dazed look on her face, smiled, and I knew she'd enjoyed every second of being thoroughly cream-pied by a young black man.
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