S.T.M.' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ Warning! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Livdnsouth_-_My_Cristmas_Angel.txt by Livdnsouth (earlgt@hotmail.com) *** I met a party girl during my late night, last minute shopping. (MF, exh, public, intr) *** Shit! The word slipped out under my breath as I slipped on the slushy parking area outside my car. It was after midnight a couple of days before Christmas and the snow had come early this year and wouldn't let up. Living was such a goddamn struggle as it was and now, shopping and driving here and there buying shit for people that I didn't even care about. Shit! I slammed the door, and slipped again. I lifted my gaze into the late night wind and the snow flakes blew in around my collar. As I stepped onto the slush covered sidewalk a "pair of OMG legs" shuffled by. She was an ample black island girl that was wearing these ox blood colored "fuck me boots" with at least 4" heels and had sloped cut leather that went over her knee and half way up her thigh! Holy Fuck! (Instant Wood!) God! She had a leather micro-mini skirt, the same color as her boots, stretched over her plump ass with the little dart stretched so tight I thought that it might split wide open for me. Her black net stockings had glitter the shimmered in the street lights as she walked. I continued to look up her ample frame as she slipped and shuffled on the slippery side walk. At first I figured that she must be a local street whore, but after a quick look I determined that she was more likely a "party slut" just getting it on for the night. Her little jacket matched the skirt and boots and she was wearing jewelry on her face and wrists .She shivered as she made for the drug store entrance. I shuffled in behind her watching her "trot" away from me as I entered the store. God it felt good to "get wood"! I walked through the aisles and picked up a few things. The store was on overnight staffing and only every third row of lighting was lit. The store security guard was flirting with the cashier. She was just a hint of a girl, hardly any tits and her hips were non-existent, and a bit "Goth" with all the face piercings. It made my "woody" twitch when I fantasized about the peircings I couldn't see...cigarette butt tits... belly button... thin, taught pussy lips. You would probably bleed if you got to fuck her, if you could even get it in with out splitting her snatch wide open! I walked down another aisle and made the back corner. The black party slut was there, reaching into the condom display! She was an island girl with straightened hair. The kinks wouldn't stay flat, but she had bleached the ends. She was standing there checking all the packages. Her boobs bulged out of her top and a necklace danced in her cleavage. She reached over and put something back on the display as a slim packet fell between her feet. I watched for a moment and saw that she had emptied a few condoms into her clutch and was in the process of replacing the empty box. She tried to act normal as I came by. I quickly bent down and picked up the packet on the floor. She started to move her feet, but I lifted my hand up quickly between her legs and grazed her soft chubby thigh flesh as she looked at me with disgust. I dropped the packet with the others in her clutch. She knew that she was busted! (In more then one way) She reached down and expertly grabbed my crotch firmly, but didn't inflict any pain. Woody stiffened up and she led the way. She led me to the rear of the store where the bulk goods were stocked and in the semi darkness she bent over the toilet paper and put one boot covered foot on the cases of soda stocked to the right. With a little ass wiggle she hoisted the hem of her skirt up to show me her bare cunt lips and round ass cheeks. She gave access to her chubby black girl holes from the rear. She bent forward and leaned her boobs into the stack of paper as she used both hands to hold her ass cheeks open. Her asshole was smooth and puckered and her cunt lips separated giving me a full view of her "Pink" I dropped my zipper and woody sprang to attention. I grabbed my cock and made my choice! I directed my bulging purple colored knob to her "pink" hole. She was already good and wet, and I had no trouble sinking it into her till my pants were against her black ass. I fucked her long and fast with some urgency. God, I needed to cum before anybody came by! It wasn't my best fuck, but it was satisfying and I quickened my pace as I felt my squished balls start to rumble. Then I felt a most violent jerk as my cum began vomiting out of my cock head. Spurt after spurt spilled into her black cunt. God, it felt good. My cock dropped out of her and she stood and disappeared toward the exit as I tucked my drained manhood back into my pants. I was flushed and felt a little light headed. I walked toward the exit and paid for my purchases. When I exited the store I looked all around the parking area to see if my little black Christmas angel was anywhere to be found. She was gone, except for the spent feeling coming from between my legs. It was a long time since I had had a bare back, skin to skin fuck, and my very first black cunt. I hope I have done my part to "lighten" the race. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *