Sharon's Desires

SHARON’S DESIRES

A 45 year old white woman was not suppose to desire a 25 year old black woman.

She was not suppose to want to wrap her arms around her hot ebony body and lick the base of her neck.

She wasn’t suppose to want to stick her tongue down her throat,

Finger her pussy and lick her ass.

She wasn’t suppose to have the kind of desires she had always thought were forbidden to her.

The fantasies she first had as a little girl watching the Supremes on TV in her living room.

A teenage white girl wanting to fall in love with Diana Ross.

A teenage white girl wanting to be held tight by a black woman of her dreams.

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On that first night they were together they had agreed to meet at a motel.

A seedy motel where the drunks dry out and the hookers ply their trade.

But to Sharon it was a resort in Acapulco,

A paradise if there ever was one.

She waited in the room and when she peeked through the window and saw Yolanda Jones drive up in her car her heart started beating fast.

She even started rubbing her pussy.

For she just couldn’t wait.

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When Yolanda was inside the room Sharon wrapped her arms around the black woman.

Sharon started unbuttoning the young woman’s blouse as Yolanda started kissing her.

When Sharon removed Yolanda’s blouse she immediately slipped her hands underneath the woman’s bra.

She tweaked Yolanda’s nipples and they seemed to come alive.

She bent forward and started sucking on them like it was what gave her life.

Soon she had the black woman on the bed.

Sharon was on top and Yolanda was on the bottom.

She looked into her brown eyes.

She saw Yolanda smile.

She felt the black woman’s hand explore her wet pussy.

Sharon closed her eyes.

She was in heaven.