What Money Can't Buy

Date: 02.02.2010

Keywords: Can't, Buy, What, Money,

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" I told her I did as I ventured into the kitchen. "Good." She walked to her counter and stretched to pull down a bottle of wine. "You drink?"

"Are you gonna get me drunk so you can have sex with me?" I grabbed her hips as she started to lose her balance. Shauna leaned back, rubbing her ass into my stomach.

"Only if you let me. I was hoping for a relaxing dinner before we move on to the evening's required movie. You still haven't answered my question."

"Not really, but I'll drink a glass tonight."

"Good," She purred. She pulled away and pulled two wine glasses from her shelves. I pulled her chair out for her when she moved to sit down and we ate a nice, filling dinner. We talked about all number of things, she seemed real interested in my love life, or more precisely why it was non-existent. Her foot rubbed against my thigh the entire meal, so by the time we finished, my penis was semi-erect.

"I think we'll skip the movie." She grinned and rose from the table, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me to her bedroom. She had me sit at the foot of her bed and she strattled my hips, her black skirt rising, revealing most of her legs and the tops of her stockings, the garter continuing under the skirt. My hands moved of their own accord to grasp her ass. I leaned forward, capturing her lips with mine. Her hips started an erratic dance as my right hand left her ass to wonder upward and around, venturing under her sweater. I moved in small circles up her soft tummy, dipping a finger into her navel.

When I finally reached to bottom of her breasts, she pulled away, "If you want the sweater off this time, you'll have to do it yourself." My hand came out of her sweater and off of her ass and gripped the bottom of her sweater and slowly pulled it over her head. I was greeted by an even more marvelous sight than yesterday: she wasn't wearing a simple bra designed to hold her breasts, but one designed to entice males, cut low, most of her huge ebony areola was left uncovered, the red demicup just barely covering the nipple. I broke out of the trance, gave her a quick kiss on the lips and began to venture out. I left butterfly kisses along her jaw line, down her neck, and along her cleavage.

"Mmm, that was a nice touch. Now, remove my bra." My hands slid up from her ass to her bra strap; I struggled with the clasp for a few minutes until she sighed. Shauna reached around, laid her hand over mine, and guided my fingers into unhooking her bra. I watched as the cups lost tension and fell, her breasts falling as well. I pulled the shoulder straps down, allowing the bra to fall upon my lap. Her breasts sagged a little, resting against her stomach.

"You're gorgeous." I said under my breath while my eyes were staring directly at her tits. I dove into her luscious mounds and began licking her nipples. She pulled away, pushing me down onto the mattress.

"Take your time. Tease me first." She lowered herself so she was resting on her locked arms, her breasts hanging directly above my face. My hands timidly grabbed her by the waist and pushed her onto her side. I lunged forward, once again capturing her lips with mine. My hand moved upward, gently caressing the satiny contour of her left breast. Shauna's left leg wrapped itself around my waist, her foot planted onto the bed. My hands started moving in concentric circles, each time moving closer and closer to her nipple. I finally reached her sand-dollar sized areola and I began spiraling back to the outside of her breast. My lips wandered from hers, kissing straight down, past her chin, down her neck, back into her cleavage. I rotated so that I was atop her prone form, her skirt riding up to her hips as she entwined her legs around my waist. My tongue started to circle her bumpy areola and flicking her thick, stubby nipple.

"There you go," Shauna praised, her hands unbuttoning my shirt, "but don't ignore the other one." My left hand began circling her right breast, but instead of doubling back when reaching her areola, I kept revolving the turgid teat until I started rubbing my thumb over her nipple. She let out a hushed moan when my caressing turned into gentle rolling and I fully captured her other nipple into my mouth, alternating between rapid tongue assaults and gentle sucking. Shauna pulled my shirt off, causing me to rest on my elbow when she took off my right sleeve. Finally, we were both naked from the waist up. "Hold still, I want to see this." The lights were still on, so when she pivoted her head back she saw our reflection perfectly. I gazed upon the mirror image, noting the stark contrast between her dark chocolate complexion and my almost reflective white skin. "This is beautiful."

I knew she was commenting on the disparity of our pigments, but I only thought of her pose, laying on her back, legs hooked behind my hips, and her heading looking straight up – her neck stretched out. I leaned and started to kiss her neck. After a few moments of kissing her neck, I raised my head and rested on my outstretched arms. "No, you're beautiful, I'm ugly." I spent way too long being turned down I had a poor self-image, even when I was complimented I always associated it with pity.

"You're going to make someone very happy some day." One of her hands started running up and down my back, the other rubbing my flat chest. "If you were ugly, I wouldn't be doing this. You're yummy," Shauna hand pulled my head down, craning her neck upwards to make up for the height difference, "and Momma wants a taste." She crushed her lips onto mine, slipping her tongue in my mouth immediately. Before I could send my tongue into her mouth, she terminated the kiss and blurred her way to my earlobe, gently sucking on it.

I enjoyed the sucking, which became nibbling, for a few moments when something hit me. "You mean teacher, right. 'Teacher wants a taste.'" She stopped nibbling, fell back onto the bed, and started laughing. "Well, Miss Wilson, how does your student taste?" I smiled, gazing into her brown eyes. I try to hold my laughter back, but after a few moments of silence, Shauna's incessant laughter spread to me. I rolled over and we giggled like pre-teens. We finally stopped cackling and laid in silence catching our breaths. Shauna leaned over so that she was lying on her side, facing me.

She grazed her dark hand over my chest, starting at my collarbone and ending with her fingers slipping under my waistband. "Your mouth tastes like an A, but I haven't finished grading." It was almost eerie how well she slipped into naughty teacher mode. Her hand nimbly unhooked my belt and pulled it out of the loops hard. She ran her hand up and down the crotch of my jeans as she pressed her lips into mine. If our first kiss had sparks, this one was a lightning strike. She pulled my tongue into her mouth and started caressing it with hers. My lips started to tingle and soon my whole body felt the electric current starting with this kiss. My penis - which was still at half mast before the jolt - stood at full attention and pushed against the denim; it was trying to force contact with Shauna's hand. I moaned into our kiss, overwhelmed at this new and exciting feeling flooding my senses.

She stopped rubbing my imprisoned phallus and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She released the electrical charge and the kiss, leaving me wanting more, ever more. "I know the rules, no penetration. That being said, there's no reason we can't have other fun." She crawled to my feet, kneeled, and pulled my pants off of my legs in one sudden motion. Her breasts swung violently with her abrupt exertion. My penis bulged against the cotton prison.

"Just so you know, I'm not exactly gifted." I said. I wasn't poorly endowed; I actually thought I was fairly decent for a white guy. But Shauna had fucked black guys and my six and half or so inches couldn't stand a chance next to those.

Shauna's face turned to one of concern until she opened the flap on my boxers, my penis jumping out. It stood proud. Immediately, the concern on her face vanished, overtaken by relief. "Oh my, I though that when you said you weren't gifted you were gonna be tiny. It's a decent size by the way." Her fingers curled around my shaft and began moving up and down the curved length. "This," she stopped at the middle of the stem, where the rightward curve is most severe, "would feel amazing inside of me." She uttered in a sexy voice that dispelled any thoughts that she pitied me. She lay back down, closer to me, her left hand slowly and softly running along my length. Her breasts pressed against my side. "Time to get rid of the glasses." Her right hand, which she was resting her head on, took my glasses off my face and places them on the headboard. The whole time she was looking directly into my eyes, and I was returning the gesture. My right hand moved over my chest and started to fondle her, gently squeezing and rolling her thick nipple between my fingers. I moved my left hand, between our bodies, and slid my fingers under her skirt, soon feeling a mass of hairs. I leaned in to once again make contact with her lips.

Shauna only allowed the shortest of kisses before she let go of my member. "Take off my skirt." She demanded. I smiled as I pushed her onto her back and trailed butterfly kisses from her mouth to the top of her skirt. My hand maneuvered under her ass to unzip her. She gingerly raised her hips as I pulled the zipper down followed by her skirt. Her musk immediately filled my nostrils as I crawled over her to reach her lips again. The smell overpowered me and interrupted my travel. I slowly lowered my head into her drenched, red panties. I tenderly nuzzled against the center of the moistness and started kissing her inner thigh as I started unbuckling her garters.