1. Ebony Crush


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: Kimber, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    him to watch television until he became sleepy. This allowed me to carry him off to bed and freed up my evening, until Desmond and Emily arrived home. — When the Johnson’s returned home Desmond would pay me for the night then drive me home. Countless times as we drove I noticed his eyes scrutinize my legs or my bare chest. The first time this happened I was taken back. I had never imagined he would notice me like that. The gazes from my ebony crush, Desmond, caused my tummy to flutter. At seventeen I had already lost my virginity and had played with a few guys. Plus, I had already discovered the joys of masturbation and the bliss of the mighty orgasm. But Desmond would only be my second partner and my first ebony splendor if I had such a chance. Needless to say I knew I was on Desmond’s mind as he stared at my legs. I considered the next time he drove me home to give him a little show and see what his reaction would be. — A few weeks had passed and again I had a call from Emily asking me to babysit their child. I immediately agreed. I remembered the way Desmond gawked at my bare legs last time and figured I give him a little tease. The skirt I wore was a mini, black, and void of pleats or pockets. My crop top was a deep V, grey, semi sheer. Noticeable under my shirt was my delicately laced bra. I was dubious if to wear or not wear panties. In the end I decided on a seamless thong. I stood in front of the mirror and if I tugged on the skirt just right you could get a glimpse ...
    of my tiny bottom. I giggled to myself. I wore my hair down and then heard then heard Desmond honk and darted for the door. — During our short drive I pretended to gaze out the window. As I slinked into Desmond’s car I managed to tweak my skirt up a tad, almost allowing him to see the cusp of my panties. I could see Desmond’s reflection in the glass. While at a red light he gawked at my legs his eyes snaked their way towards my nubile crotch. The light finally turned green but we didn’t move. Then a “beep” from the car behind us caused Desmond to break his stare. He seemed flustered and agitated. Suddenly we almost hit a curb and nearly drove off the road. Pointless to say I quickly tugged my skirt down and distracted him by making small talk. After that incident I decided to not do that anytime soon. — Later that night and after putting Gregory to sleep, I aimlessly wandered their three thousand square foot home. I stirred with uneasiness and boredom. I couldn’t shake the feeling I had when Desmond stared at me. It caused me to stir with curiosity and arousal. I needed to get my mind off of this. In the time I had been babysitting for them, four months. I had never really wandered about their house. So I decided now was a good time as any. I rummaged through most of the house. Running across old pictures of Desmond and Emily in the living room. Then I went to the game room, den, and the two guest rooms. I saved the master bedroom for last. — I entered the Johnson’s boudoir ...
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