Let's support nifty! By doing that we support ourselves too. We are all in this together, and hoping all will do what they can for here, and also please get vaccinated. Terry
It was if her gaping rear end swallowed my penis, and our hands were together, black and white connected by our passion. Up and down Natassia went, and I swiveled my hips to get in that ass as much as I could. Her moans were beyond the definition of sexy, and the sweat and perfume mix were heightening my senses even more. Eventually I had her to the side, and slid my hard on in deeply, as we kissed profusely. It was a surreal heart exploding type of feeling, and holding her hips, oh yes those fingers were on my sensitive balls.
Her strong arms and long legs felt great in my strong hands. Touching Natassia's cock brought a vocal response, and we continued to kiss, as our bodies were one connected in a unison of sexuality. She tightened up. Her testes had moved up that wonderful when touched sack, and I knew it wouldn't be long. That smile on her face made me sizzle more, as I really wanted to be the man, that showed her what climaxing really was. To go from a storm to zen, and to literally get the best natural high a human being can experience. Natassia was biting her lips, sweat was mixing up her green and purple eye shadow. Oh yes her tits were swollen, and the apex had arrived, and in such fast speed. I watched the white cum fly out of that shaved cock, and Natassia howled like a wild animal. Her mating call turned me on even more.
I grabbed her hair and kissed her. Soon those purple and green nails were on my balls. The sensation was unreal, as I felt rip shearing type of grip inside that beautiful ass of hers. My penis was being squeezed, wet, and my brain lost all ability to keep this in. A warm blanket of pleasure and excitement grabbed me, and didn't let go, as I felt my 8 inch penis unload its contents with determination. What a rush, a release, and a thrill that words can never capture. As my breathing went back to its normal range, or something like that, Natassia's hands on my hairy chest were wonderful. She kissed me and said, "you're better in bed than my wildest of dreams sexy." Oh yes. The way those words rolled out, brought even more of my sperm up and relief of unspoken volumes.
As we embraced, we fell asleep together. Naked. Black and white. It was such a turn on our color differences, and her scent made me want to be next to her like the North Star guiding in a lost ship. Completely out and what a deep sleep it was, and I was dreaming of steak. The smell was delicious and made my mouth water. I realized I was awake, and walking into the kitchen, Natassia was wearing a plaid little skirt and white t shirt. No bra on. Mmmmm. "I figured you might be hungry Terry." The way that rolled out was chemically mind bending, and we kissed in the kitchen. Steaks and vegetables, she was such a sweetheart despite probably have made millions in the porn industry.
That was a decadent lunch, and watching Natassia clean up, was invigorating for a man who worked around the clock. The last year or so had been a blur. Yes I had established one of the best security/protective detail companies on the east coast. No I couldn't take full credit for it, as my employees were just as necessary or more than I was. It was an idea I had while serving overseas, became a dream, and then a reality. Now having mostly men and women from the military, or law enforcement experienced folks on the payroll, we got some incredible contracts. I made sure to always take care of my folks, and this year started to have another company, plan a gala like event.
Lots of coffee and even Copenhagen cans. Blood, sweat, and tears. Loans from banks, and amazingly they already were almost paid off. "Incoming!" Major Banks screamed, and our team threw ourselves into the trench, as the sky lit up and concussive booms surrounded us. The smell of fear, and explosions going off as we fired at an enemy that couldn't be seen. Duck and cover, then return fire when possible. Johnson going down. My compression on his bloody wounds, and the sound of silence, as bullets and fragments flew in all conceivable directions. Gore, guts, death. Blood everywhere, as the non stop attack on our position proved we were compromised. Air support radioed in with screaming voices, as options were running thin.
"Terry, are you ok?" I was shaking. My house came back to me, as Natassia's eyes shown genuine concern. Perhaps fear as well. I did what the doctor at the VA had told me to do. Look and touch five objects, smell different aromas, and hear noises from everyday life. This was grounding for my anxiety attacks, that were my unseen wounds, and thank goodness Natassia stayed calm. Apparently I had apparently dozed and had the nightmare. The one I didn't want to revisit in Afghanistan, the one that haunted me with the memories of losing so many good friends. As I cried, Natassia held me close, and got me water. To her credit she didn't ask questions, but supported me as I went through this, which was the dark cloud that always followed me.
When you're going through a post traumatic episode, the key to a positive outcome comes from within, but a truly caring person who is there is of vital importance. Natassia made me green tea and hugged me. Kissed me on my cheeks. Her perfume was truly a reminder, that there was good in this world. I know she had seen and felt my AK 47 wounds, and the scars from my time in a combat zone. Later on she told me her dad and brother had served. My instincts were correct, and actually I opened up a bit to her. There were some things I'd take to my grave, but I explained how hard it was, to live the warrior code as a returning civilian. She was very polite, kind, and understanding. I felt better, and we talked about her life growing up.
All of us face challenges or suffer. Natassia was born with another name, but discarded that when 20. She was picked on in school for both being black and effeminate. Yet as age went on, she stated "I was born a girl and always will be." Later in high school she had a couple of kind friends, one whom was gay, who explained to her "be who you are." This seems relatively simple, and perhaps it is, yet it was eye opening for her. As a youth, her family wasn't happy to find her playing with dolls or putting on makeup. They weren't sadistic or cruel, but they could have been more sympathetic. She went into modeling, and then into the pornography field, where several times had been awarded transgender performer of the year. Here she could be comfortable displaying her sexuality, and I inquired if being naked on camera was a turn on or off. The first, as Natassia found it to be empowering. Yet she admitted, "some sadness trying to find a good man to be with or marry, as her film career did interfere with true romantic connections."
We both realized our common experiences. Her career and mine, had created wedges, intentionally or not. I couldn't think of the last time I was with my parents, sisters, and other relatives. Natassia had the same situation. We were well known, but yet it was us who were lonely. Both of us agreed maybe it was subconsciously a way, to live the way we saw fit. Despite millions in New York City, and lots of places to visit, I was a loner by nature. Usually at work or the penthouse, my only occasional hobby was basketball on the PlayStation. Also working out for hours. Definitely not a way to engage in team work, or be a part of social circles most humans take for granted.
It was good to converse with Natassia. She thanked me for opening up to her, and listening to her life story. I was honored to, and it felt good to cuddle up on the couch and hold hands together. After awhile she said, "I'll be back in a few Terry." Okay. I thought maybe she had to go to the bathroom, but was pleasantly surprised to see her come back with a bright green sports bra and bikini bottom. From melancholy to pure aggression, pent up hormones, we kissed on the couch. It felt so great as our lips and tongues met, and I saw her put down a bottle of lube and a condom next to us. Our togetherness became closer, and as we kissed our heart rates went up. I was hard and Natassia touching my pants crotch was greeted, with my raging hard on. All of a sudden she took her top off. Her large breasts popped out happy to be free, and before I knew it, my penis was in between them.
Oh this felt thrilling. I couldn't get over her dancing eyes and mischievous smile. Then she said, "you like your penis in my tits." No argument as it was incredible to have her squeeze those D cups on my rigid shaft. She cupped my sensitive balls, causing me to lose any inhibitions, and seeing my bright white thick cock in her chocolate boobs was mind boggling. Kissing me, she took her bottoms off, to reveal that nice shaved groin. Her penis was stiff, and as I reached for it, she smiled and said "watch this."
In her mouth. Ah, the ecstasy of feeling my nerve ending hard penis in her mouth. Watching it disappear into her sexual layer of slobber. I wiggled around happy, as that smile on my face was obvious. Light headed feeling, she took my big balls in her mouth, providing them individual TLC. That noise was music to my ears, and again my throbbing monster was in her chest. Then her lips again. That sound of sucking, the fact that she had me in a more happy world, this was amazing to behold. Finally we kissed and I felt her penis against mine. "Don't worry about sucking my she stick, take me now!"
Slipping the condom and lube on, I had her knees on the floor. Doggie style but with my hip movement, making sure she got all of me inside. Watching my sex slide in and out, lube everywhere, the sounds, that asshole holding down on my maleness. I kept sliding in and out, then all the way in. Sweat former all over her, it was a sexual flower aroused from my pleasing her with my anatomy. Always liked seeing and feeling my results. Soon I was on top of her, my penis inside, and feeling her tits and cock on me were so sensual. We kissed and in a cadence that only we could understand, and knowing that we were intimate together, was such a fun time to mesh with each other. Lightning seemed to dance on our bodies, as the feelings of pleasure were immense and at full capacity.
To be continued!