Shaunda And 'Messy' Sex

I was wandering at the mall that day, having nothing else to do. My social life at the moment was pretty much zero. As I wandered to the center of the mall, I couldn?t believe it ? there she was.'She' was a very petite girl with very tight afro hair which went down her back and a kind and open face behind a pair of round eyeglasses. She was also rather dark and I assumed she was probably 'passing'. She kept popping up around campus, usually when I was in a hurry to get somewhere and would say 'Hi' as if we had known each other for years. Which I guess we have ? the only trick is, I had no idea what her name was or where we met. Being too embarrassed to admit to that, or maybe too proud, I had always said hello, traded some small talk, but had never gone farther, although I was pretty sure she would have been receptive. Now, in the most unlikely place possible, there she was."Hi," she said, as I had heard maybe a dozen times already. I was too surprised to speak but soon found my voice."Hi," I said, "why I can't believe you're here. Amazing how we keep running into one another."She had the same pensive look she had whenever we had met, but at the same time seemed to beam with friendliness?This is my mother,? she continued, and she gestured to a very small but friendly black woman sitting on the bench. Well, that confirmed the passing assumption.?Hello,? I replied, ?pleased to meet you. You have a lovely daughter.?I had no idea why I said that, but the 'she' seemed pleased. I made small talk for a few minutes and found that her mother worked for American Airlines. I knew my time was short, so on a whim, I decided to make a move. At least, I thought, if she told me to get lost I would quit wondering what her name was."Excuse me, but could I ask if it's OK if I took your daughter aside to speak with her?" I asked."Oh, no trouble at all," the mother said."If that's OK with you," I said to the girl."Fine," she said, and we walked a short distance and sat down on the round bench which ran around the fountain. She looked at me with curiosity and expectancy, but also with that pensive expression. I cleared my throat a few times and started."OK," I said, "I'm a terrible, awful man. Here this lovely woman keeps popping in and out of my life, and I have to admit I don't' know your name or where we met."I didn't know what to expect, I wouldn't have been surprised if she slapped me, or walked away. Instead, after a few seconds, she started laughing."You bonehead," she said after a few seconds, "Is that why you wouldn't talk to me? I thought you just didn't like black chicks."I shifted uncomfortably at that, not knowing how to respond. Instead, she went on."My name's Shaunda," she said, "we met the year before last at a dorm dance. We even danced a couple of times." She laughed again. "I thought that night you were pretty tanked. You much have been if you didn't remember me."I vaguely remembered the dance, but most of the memory was consumed by a fog of alcohol, which I had plenty of that night. I shook my head.?Well, I told you I?m a terrible man. But would you forgive me? I?d like to call you later,? I said. It just kind of exploded out of me. I was really flying blind here.?You?re forgiven, and I?d like you to call me,? she replied with a grin. I got up and took a brochure out of a rack near the mall guide, then began patting my pockets.?You have a Göztepe Escort pen?? I asked. I was starting to feel like the king of Lamos here, but Shaunda merely smiled and pulled a pen out of her purse, and handed it to me.She gave me her number, and I jotted it down slowly. ?I still live in the same dorm," she said, "I'm a floor monitor."?Oh, have your own room?? I asked, and she nodded. I arranged to call her the next evening.The next evening, I called her. She had a very nice, feminine voice on the phone, and we talked for a good hour. She said how, because her mother worked for American Airlines, she had traveled all over the globe on her mother?s free yearly passes. I asked her how long her mother had worked for American."Since my father left," she said. That hung in the air for some seconds, and it was clear she wasn't going to say more. I took that as a cue and asked her how she liked Singapore. Finally, I asked something which had been bothering me.?Shaunda,? I started ?we met on a night when I was pretty tanked, too tanked to even remember your name. I?m kind of surprised you still would talk to me after seeing me that way.?Shaunda chuckled. "That evening, you were a perfect gentleman," she said "even though you were pretty hammered. You asked me nicely to dance, didn't have your hands over me, and told me I was pretty. I figured any guy who was that nice when he was drunk must be even better sober."Now it was my turn to laugh. I promised her I would always be a gentleman and reassured her that getting that bombed wasn't a usual thing for me.Later in the week, Shaunda called and asked me to come over to the dorm and see her. When I arrived, she came down and we sat in the lounge and talked for almost an hour. A lot of guys would have been extremely put off at not being invited up to her room, especially since she lived by herself, but I figured she was still scouting me out and didn't mind. It turns out her father was indeed Caucasian and had run out on Shaunda and her mother when Shaunda was about six years old, apparently with another (white) woman. Shaunda was sad but didn't seem bitter about her father leaving, but it could explain her caution about me. I also came to find out that she wasn't trying to go out with me all those times I had encountered her; she was only trying to be friendly and was in fact kind of surprised when I asked for her phone number at the mall so quickly. Feeling emboldened, I went on to explain how I had grown up in a very racist environment, but when I came to school I soon came to realize that everything I had learned growing up was wrong; that people of color were pretty much like anyone and all the stereotypes were lies. Now not only was I comfortable with people of color but was really hoping to go out with a certain one. Shaunda smiled and we arranged to go out that Friday.When I picked her up that Friday, Shaunda looked outstanding. She was wearing a blouse and pants which really showed her curves and showed a hint of cleavage. I had to discipline myself all night to not stare at her boobs. I took her to the Mexican restaurant at the edge of town, then we saw a movie. Afterward, we went to an ice cream place near the theatre. I got the feeling Shaunda was being kind of cautious, trying to figure out what she had, so I didn't press anything. I dropped her off at Göztepe Escort Bayan her dorm, and we talked briefly in my car. Finally, she leaned over and we shared a small kiss, and she said she had a great time and would I call her again tomorrow afternoon. So I called her the next day at about 5:00 (which was a Saturday). She suggested we grab a quick bite and then go dancing. So after eating, we went to a dance bar north of town. We danced a lot but only slow danced after having been there an hour. Typically, two people more than a foot in height difference find slow dancing a trial but Shaunda grabbed me around the middle and buried her face in my chest, which was the first overtly affectionate thing she had done. We did this through a couple of songs, then sat down. Presently, I noticed that we were holding hands.After several minutes, she looked up at me with a seriously innocent expression which was a big change from her normal pensive expression."Let's go back to your place," she said.Well, I wasn't going to turn that one down. I said "OK" and quickly led the way to my car. On the way, I tried to prepare her for what she would find.?You know, my place is a classic college male bachelor pad,? I warned, ?the house is pretty old, and the furniture all second-hand. It?s not dirty but it?s not stylish.? "That's fine," she said, "as long as I don't have to wipe my feet after I leave instead of before."I chuckled at that remark and in fact, used it myself in the future.We pulled up to the house, and Shaunda coolly looked the place over.?We call it the Pit," I said.?Mmm?aptly named,? she replied with a laugh. We went in and Shaunda started looking around without me leading the way. I followed her through the dining room into the kitchen, which she pensively surveyed with her arms crossed.She then turned and asked, "Where's the bathroom?"I backed out and pointed across the living room. She walked past me and said, "?only be a minute."She was in the bathroom for a rather long time, which I figured was typical for a girl. I sat on the couch and nervously flipped through a copy of Sports Illustrated. I didn?t know what to expect but figured some necking was a certainty and who knows beyond that. After what seemed all night, Shaunda reappeared and sat next to me on the sofa, and proceeded to lift my arm and snuggle close to me. I put my arm close around her, and she turned her face up to mine with half-closed eyes. Even I know that was an invitation, so I kissed her, softly at first, then with more contact and passion. Presently, I noticed her tongue in my mouth, and we shared a long, deep kissAfter that, Shaunda pushed my arm away and got up. I thought at first she wanted to leave, then she got back on the sofa in a kneeling position, facing me."With the height difference this usually works better," she said, and we went back to kissing. Shaunda was certainly right because not only was kissing facilitated but I was able to run my hands up and down her back. After a time, I left her lips and started exploring around her ears and throat, which by her breathing sounded like she enjoyed.?Ahhh? don't give me hickeys,? she whispered.I returned to her lips, and since she had left her shirt untucked, I ran my hand up her back up to her bra strap. As I did this, Shaunda drew back so she could look in my eyes, and rubbed Escort Göztepe both of her hands across my chest. She put her mouth next to my ear."I want to make love with you tonight," she whispered and smiled. ?I?d like that very much,? I replied.She smiled as I got up and gently took her hand and led her to my bedroom. I ushered her in while I closed and locked the door. When I turned Shaunda was standing with her hands behind her back looking around."Well, it's cruddy, but it's home," I said.She turned and started unbuttoning her blouse."It's wonderful," she said, "this is going to be a wonderful evening."By this time, Shaunda has undone her buttons and took off her blouse, revealing a beige bra which showed off her excellent cleavage rather nicely. I finally snapped out of my reverie and pulled my shirt over my head, then unfastened my pants. Noting that some women find briefs (particularly used briefs) kind of a turn-off, I pulled my underwear off with my pants. My aching manhood stood at stiff attention.Shaunda smiled and undid her bra, and with one movement swept it off. Her breasts were larger for her size, and were plump and hung down slightly. I stepped forward as she started to take off her panties."Let me," I said softly, and knelt and pulled her panties down as gently as I could. She had a small, dark lady nest which covered her labia completely. Her hips were kind of wide but were shapely and framed her dark pubis nicely. Shaunda took off her glasses, and for the first time, I saw her face without them. She then pulled down my covers and laid on the bed and I laid beside her. Soon we were intertwined around each other like two ropes, with my tongue deep in her small mouth. I ran my hand over her back and down to her taut rear end, which was smooth and nicely rounded. "You're poky," she said, as my erect manhood had been rubbing up against her thigh during this time. She sat up and sat astride, on my thighs behind my erect member, which she began softly stroking with one hand.?Can you scoot forward some?? I asked. Seemingly knowing what I had in mind, she lifted herself over my member and sat closer to my tummy, then leaned forward. Taking her breasts in my hands, I ran over them, feeling them plumpness and smoothness, and running my fingers over her now erect nipples. Shaunda ?mmm?d? with appreciation as I proceeded to bury my face between her breasts, kissing softly between them, then running a tongue over one while I moved up to one nipple.After darting my tongue around both nipples, I place my mouth over one and engorge her entire breast, sliding my mouth slowly off and over her sensitive nipples. Shauna moaned with satisfaction.After several minutes, I paused. Shaunda took my head in her hands and we kissed deeply once more. She then leaned back and started running her hands over my hairy chest, twirling her fingers around my nipples until she began stroking them with each of her index fingers. This felt exquisite, and I close my eyes while she stroked them.Shaunda then lifter herself over my member and moved her legs inwards. I moved my legs apart and she sat down between them with her elbows on the bed. Moving forward, she began darting her tongue around the tip of my shaft, then took the helmet portion in her mouth and began working her lips around it. Finally, she took the entire member in her mouth and began a head-bobbing, head-turning type of fellatio I had never experienced. I was in paroxysms of joy.?Dear, you might get a mouthful in a minute,? I breathlessly warned. She came off my member and looked at me with loving eyes, and I realized it was the first time I had called her by an endearment.