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Out of Control

Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

widened. “Because of where it is.” This time, his eyes were the ones challenging her. Alaina needed to find some way to regain her power in this conversation. There had somehow been a transfer and he had the upper hand. He was playing with her and winning. “Show me,” she said firmly. He stood up again and fitted himself close between her legs, but not as close as before. She had to look up at him, into a face that suddenly seemed more serious. “You asked,” he said, undoing his belt buckle. “He wouldn’t,” she thought. But he did unzip his pants. The top of his pants flapped over forming a wide V. He did not show anything but the front of his boxer briefs. He hooked his thumb in the waistband and pulled it forward. “Have a look.” He raised one eyebrow and slightly shook his head. He did not think she would do it. She was wet. That stretch of skin that had been so appealing before was even more so now. The thinned path of hair she was seeing made it so tempting. She wanted to see more. Could she still blame it on the alcohol? Alaina looked down his shorts. All she could see was the top of his cock’s trunk. It extended from its base and curved downward. From what she could see, the thickness was impressive. She calmly said, “It seems nice. I don’t see any jewelry though. I’m not impressed.” He laughed loudly, throwing his head back a little. “By all means, I want to impress you. I’m afraid I’d have to show you more.” “I’d think so,” she returned nonchalantly. “Careful, remember ... the thing that can make you the weakest is usually the thing you asked for.” “I don’t believe that is how the saying goes.” “Oh, but it applies perfectly in this case.” He looked at her intently. “He is not going to show me his cock in this bar,” she thought. “Or, would he?” She looked around him to see if anyone else was paying attention. They were not. Alaina felt bolder than she had in a long time. Her pulse thrummed with excitement. “Then show me.” “Are you asking?” Carter warned. This time it was her turn to raise an eyebrow. The challenge was on. He considered the beautiful woman before him, with the silky skin that seemed to have a golden glow to its brownness and those captivating eyes with such long lashes, and he determined that she was serious. Or, at least she believed herself to be, at this point. She may stop him. Because of that, Carter took his time reaching in his shorts and pulling himself out. His length made a clear view easy. His bold head was smooth and nicely shaped, but that is not what made Alaina catch her breath. There was a silver piece of jewelry that came out of the slit at the tip of his cock. It was curved with a small ball at the end. It came out from under the bottom rim of his helmet with another matching ball attached to the end. The two little balls met. It was slightly thicker than the average hooped earring. It just laid there, catching the light. Alaina could not explain how she felt as she licked her lips. It was beautiful, mesmerizing. ...