Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Shemale Next Door: 1

Summary: Black stud gets the surprise of his life.

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Until the Cheungs moved in next door, I had no idea I had a thing for Pilipino women... but ever since I first saw her walking into the house ten years ago, I've been obsessed with her.

First, she's utterly beautiful. Petite, which I like, just 5"2" and 110 pounds (which I heard her husband mention to my Dad long ago). She has nice c-cup tits (I snuck into her bedroom once while visiting for a barbeque, and I also stole a pair of light blue panties (which I still have ten years later... yes, I'm a perv). She also has an amazing ass, that she likes to flaunt in the bikinis she wears in her backyard. Lastly, and at least for me the icing on the cake, she often wears nylons, which has always been my sexual kryptonite, leading to some awkward boners at inappropriate times (for example when I was giving a speech in my senior year while my teacher kept slipping her pantyhose-clad feet in and out of her heels, or one Christmas when my elder brother's wife was walking around in mocha-coloured nylons).

Also, when she moved in she was just 23, almost a decade younger than Mr. Cheung but only eight years older than I was.

Lastly, although she's 100% Pilipino, she has a sexy American name: Lacy.

Mr. Cheung (not a Pilipino) isn't the prototypical Chinese man; for although he's short in stature (matching the prototype), he's really built.

Anyway, for ten years she was my most frequent jerk-off fantasy, even though during the latter portion of that time I fucked a good fifty women of a variety of races and a variety of ages... the oldest being a 63-year-old Latina at a fundraiser, a few MILFs, two of my professors, four cheerleaders, and many other women.

I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Andre... although I usually go by Dre. I'm 25 now, a college graduate, an all-star college linebacker who'll be attending the New Orleans Saints training camp in a month. I'm 6'3', 225 pounds of solid muscle, and I have an impressive eight-inch cock all the women seem to love. Oh yes, and just like the rest of me, my cock is black. Many women seem to like that about me as well.

out the window, home for the summer to work out for the Saints camp and also to work as a lifeguard at a local pool, I saw Lacy strolling out of her house to lie on her back to begin sunbathing... which made me reminisce back to the summer before I

memories of Lacy, and one of my constant stroke fantasies to this day, was when I was 18. She'd invited me over for a swim, and after I'd been in the pool for a few minutes, she asked if I could rub some suntan lotion on her back... she'd declined to join me in the pool... sadly. That said, she did seem to be admiring me, or at least in my 18-year-old mind she was. She asked me to put some suntan lotion on her back and legs, which made my already hard cock flinch. Even though I'd banged a few women that summer, working as

I stroked my hands up and down her back, admiring her amazing ass while doing her legs, I actually came in my pants... the only time before or since I've ever come without the

ago. Now with the experience I hadn't had all those years ago, I knew I'd play that suntan lotion moment a lot differently. I now knew most women would do almost anything for my BBC, and I wondered if Lacy would be among

neither of my parents having been home when I arrived... since I'd told them I wouldn't be

rushed over to give me a body-squeezing hug. I was a big man, but my mother was a strong woman. She was tall at 5'9" and 165 pounds with huge 40 DD tits (I'd checked her dresser drawer too out of curiosity one day... I know that sounds weird, but I was younger back then, and trying to understand breast sizes) and she had what's called a ghetto booty (which is exactly what my buddy Jake had always said about her... which had always pissed me off, and I paid him back by ass fucking his mother during the entire summer I turned eighteen... I actually still fucked her whenever I was in town, as she loved BBC, and was actually quite the

me hard, her huge tits pressing against me. If she weren't my

was delivered in that off-handed casual way a Dad always says

my enthusiasm, wishing to shake his hand, but my mother wasn't ready to let go of

suffocate the boy to death,"

him," Mama explained, giving me a kiss

never wore pantyhose except to funerals, expounding if asked, they were only for

heels... also something she never wore... since even without them she was tall for

out, recalling vividly her criticizing my high school girlfriend Josie, a black beauty

mother's fashion sense has changed," Dad

shrugged, as I noticed her toenails were also painted... red...

not something I