On my way home my phone rang. It was a f****y friend, Dale who asked me to come over before going home. I told her that I was tired. But she said that it was important and would not take long. As I was going to her house my mind wonder what was up.
Dale was about 5' 5" tall with a 40J breast, she weighed about 220 lbs and nice size hips that shake with each step. She has hazel green eyes (the kind a man can get lost in) and shoulder length red hair. I have been knowing Dale pretty much all my life. For as far back as I can remember I had a secret c***dhood “crush” on Dale. But I thought no one knew about it. But the sound of her voice was so inviting for some reason.
Dale was born in Ireland. She met and married a man in the States. Soon after Dale’s husband was in a car accident. When her husband died he left her well off and she inherited a 5 acre lot just outside the city. I have been married too but my ex-wife took off with the boss from her job. Dale just turned 62, I am 45 and we are both single again. She is older than I am but her body and face looked like she was 15 or 20 yrs younger.
As I pulled into her driveway the garage door open and she wave me into the garage. Once in she closed the garage door. She lead me by the hand into the hand into the house. She was wearing a electric blue satin robe that went half way down her thighs. With the belt wrapped around her sexie frame. My fantasy was to one day have sex with Dale. Her sexie Irish accent was so inviting. We continued our friendship through the years but that was about to change. During the years Dale went from being a neighbor to my Irish rose. She was a sight to behold. But I never let her know how I felt. When we arrived in the kitchen she turn and said “relax, we are alone”. At the same time she told me “I know what you want”. I said “you do ??” Dale insisted “Yes I do, you want me! You wanted me for a long time now. You have ever told me”. Even though it was true I was surprise that she knew it. Was I than transparent? Dale continued “I have never had sex with a black man. Will you be my black stallion ? Follow me”. As Dale lead me further into the house I could see that she was not wearing a bra which made this man wonder.
My mind continually wondered if reality will be better than my many dreams. My dick was getting hard and wet just thinking about a chance to spend some R/R time with this older desirable woman of my fantasy. I am glad Dale was in front of me. Just then she turned and looked at my growing dick. With a smile she turn back around. Just like she knew what was going on. In the dark hallway Dale turn again and reached her arm around my neck as she gave me a kiss but it turned into a long wet passionate one.
Once in the bedroom Dale turned on a lamp, I could see a king size bed a small dresser a chair, big screen TV, a computer and a clock on the wall and a folding table. Dale turn to me and said, “ I want you to be the first black man to see this Irish fox nude!! A flush feeling ran over me as Dale took me to the bed and I started to take off her clothes. First I started to take off her robe. Below her robe she had on a “boy shirt” but there is nothing “boyish” about what was underneath.
There was a red hairy pussy looking at me. Ready for action. But I saw through her hair to have a view of what was underneath. Also I realized that Dale’s breasts was bigger than I though as I began to get a fuller view. I could see that the feckers that dotted Dale’s face was more numerous in her chest. I quickly took off her shirt to expose more feckers on her breast. My first look at her fully nude body. I don’t know where to go first, those massive 40J breast or her pussy or her ass. Where is a man to go 1st. I felt like a c***d in the candy shop with a severe sweet tooth. We look at each other like it was the first time for two teenagers, as we realize our friendship was about to change. As I was exploring with my lusting eyes the wonder of her nudity. As the scent of Elizabeth Taylor White Diamond fulled my lungs. Her breast well shaped perfectly rounded areolas, with nipple in the center. Her breast must of been 10 inches long (from chest to nipple tip).
I inch up between her legs . As I do I kiss her legs all going to my goal her pussy. Soon I was there. As I start licking her, Dale said “Ohhhh that’s the way I like it, don’t stop this is great”. While I satisfy Dale’s pussy, my hands was busy feeling her nipples with my thumb while the other fingers hold her breast firm. Then Dale started lift up her pelvis and start to moan with pleasure. We stayed like this until Dale had cum with a gasp of sexual release. By then Dale through her tears of joy and release she said “ it felt sooo good I wish I could of known this good sooner. I want to funk you until you can’t cum.” I said “you will get a chance to drive this black man wild.”
Then I got up on my knees. One knee on one side of her body the other on the other side. I put my wet dick between her huge breast. With each stoke Dale was getting a lick of my per cum. What a feeling to be between two hills. My desire was building with every stoke. It must of been 15 to 20 strokes later (but who was counting) I could not hold back any longer. I exploded my cum all over her breast and face. As Dale rubbed my cum into her body. Then Dale preceded to lick the remaining cum off of my dick. I saw and felt my chocolate dick go inside Dale’s wet mouth as I gave a bit more of cum. As Dale sucked be dry. After such a sexual experience we both just lay side by side exhausted.
I was awaken by the sound of bacon cooking. I turn to the clock. It was only 1:11. I walk into the kitchen Dale was cooking with only a short cooking apron on. Her expose back glisten in the afternoon sunlight. I approached her and wrapped my arms under her apron. Gently giving her a kiss on each side of her neck as I massaged her breast. As she leans back against my chest.
Dale turn to me and said “I know my black stallion is hungry something will be ready by the time you clean up”. After cleaning up we both had something to eat. While eating Dale said can I be your Irish Queen”. I replied with a “yes you can my Queen” as I kissed her hand. Dale continued “I like what we just did. I hope it does not mess up our friendship.” I said “me either it is not every friend you have sex with”. Dale nodded and continued “later today after I talk to my roommate. We might make you an offer you can’t resist. Call me later”.