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Chapter 9 by FallenSaint FallenSaint

What does she do?

Go to bed but get a friendly interruption

It had been a long day and Ashly decided that bed wasn't such a bad idea. She turned off the lights and headed back upstairs to her room, thinking over everything that had happened.

Once in her room, Ashly stripped down and pulled a long shirt out to sleep in. The shirt was soft and reached almost to her knees, so she wasn't worried about panties. The soft material always felt amazing on her bare skin and as she pulled it on, it rubbed her sensitive nipples, causing them to stand up and poke out.

She turned off her light and climbed in the unfamiliar bed. She quickly dozed off, but woke up when she heard her door opening slowly. She gathered the covers over herself almost paniced when a large head came into view.

"Are you awake? Ashly?"

"Danial? What are you doing?"

"Just got home. Wanted to stop by."

He came in and closed the door gently. Ashly realized he was trying not to make too much noise in case the the others were still awake. He came over and sat beside her on the bed, with one of his large hands brushing lightly against her cheek. She could barely make him out in the dark room

"Isn't it late? Maybe you should head to bed?"

"Maybe I wanted to sleep in this bed tonight?"

Ashly was momentarily stunned by that answer. The meaning was clear. He wanted to sleep with her.

"Danial wai-"

Before she could say more, he leaned down and his mouth captured hers. She moaned around his tongue as it invaded and teased hers. One rough hand jerked away the covers while the other began to carress one perfect tit through her shirt. Her pussy flooded with warmth as her nipples reacted to his play.

Danial climbed over to straddle her and she saw him pull his shirt over his head and toss it aside. Then he was upon her again and his mouth found her neck. Her back arched and she pressed her body against him. She had lost track of his hands until suddenly they were under her shirt and past her only line of defense. One thick finger slid up and down her pussy lips teasingly while the other fondled her tits.

"No panties or bra? Were you waiting for me girl?"

She tried to answer but it only came out as a moan, which turned into a whimper as his hands left off teasing her. She thought for a moment that he was done before she heard the sound of the belt being undone and then the distinct sound of a zipper. His pants hit the floor and then he was on her again. His big ebony form pressed against her soft white skin as he pulled her shirt over her chest and nibbled on her erect nipples.

Was this really happening? She was completely helpless against his **** and she was loving everyting he did to her. Was she about to lose her virginity the first night here to this big black man that she hardly knew?

Does she?

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