Usually, in the college town, we hate when it rains. It’s so boring…we can’t go anywhere. No one is doing anything; there are no out-door parties. It’s just pathetic and boring. Everyone around my apartment was taking a nap. I decided that I’d just walk to the library. I wish that I could say that I was going to study, but that wasn’t the case. I wanted something…but I didn’t know what. I wanted excitement! And, I definitely didn’t want to work on schoolwork!
As I meandered down the strip, lined with different bars and restaurants that were tailored to college students. It was kinda sad to see the wet patios. I kicked the water with my boots and continued. Then, there was this shop…a tattoo parlor that I’d seen dozens of students go in and out of. I walked past it at first. Then, I walked back. No, what was I doing? I kept walking; but, then, there was this little crevice. No one would ever notice it unless they were looking for it; but, there was a door on the side of the parlor, or so I thought. It was open, too.
I don’t know what possessed me, but I walked through that door. And, there was this gorgeous woman. A cougar, really. She had luscious red hair that was intertwined with these thick, black fingers of the man that stood with her. I instantly noticed all of the tattoos that covered the male; I guess that he was an artist. But, the woman…she looked sweet enough to be someone’s mommy, but so fuckalicious! She was fucking hawt; I would’ve fucked her. And, I was thinking about doing just that when they noticed me. I froze, flushed; I tried to get out of the doorway with my umbrella, but the heavy door had me stuck.
They both laughed; and, I was paralyzed. The young black man, very slick and toned…about my age…came towards me. His thick, chocolate cock was bouncing between his legs. The woman giggled. I hesitated, wanting to run. But, before I could decide what to do, the luscious dark-chocolate man hand my umbrella in his hand…probably saving what was left of the poor thing.
They both undressed me, the door not pulled tightly shut. The rain continued to beat down; the rhythm seemed to work with their fingers as they peeled the wet clothes off of my body. I looked at them as they both sucked on my shoulders, my neck, each other. I closed my eyes and began inhaling the smell of our bodies and the rain. I remember pieces, vivid pictures. Me sucking her warm clit in my mouth while his cock drove in and out. Her plunging her fingers into my cunt while he pushed his cock into her mouth, that beautiful and beckoning hole.
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