He put his hands around my waist and pulled our bodies together tightly, then one of his hands moved to my bare thigh. I followed his lead and moved my hand to his thigh. As my hand moved upward I brushed across his erection through his shorts and I could feel it was substantial. I didn’t hesitate to explore further by grasping his penis through the shorts. Andre involuntarily jerked at my touch, and now I had no doubt that it was big; certainly bigger than Rob’s. That gave me a sense of satisfaction.
Andre moaned at the touch of my hand and I felt him start to rise from the ottoman. He obviously was ready to move forward with our encounter, and so was I. I looked up to see him smiling back down at me; he then turned to directly face me and he moved in closer bringing his bare stomach just a few inches from my face.
I ran my hands up from his waist and across his stomach to his chest, feeling the taut muscles under his smooth brown skin. Then I moved my hands back down to squeeze and fondle his penis again through the swim shorts, so close in front of my face.
Andre started to push down on the waistband of his shorts, but I quickly stopped him and replaced his hands with mine. I wanted to do it and I wanted to do it slowly to prolong the moment, to draw out his anticipation.
His lower stomach between his navel and his pubic mound was so flat and firm with just a small line of black hairs running down from his navel. As I pulled down more and more on the shorts I exposed his pubic hair, which was short and neatly trimmed. I liked that. Andre put his hands on my shoulders, willing me to go faster. I was now starting to expose the base of his cock that was pressed downward into his balls.
I leaned forward and kissed Andre’s lower stomach and the base of his cock as I pulled the shorts down farther and farther, exposing more and more of his long member. I continued to kiss him, my lips touching and tracing a line down the top surface of his cock, trailing just above the lowering waistband. Soon I felt the resistance of the waistband as it caught on the rim of the head of his cock for just a moment and then it cleared and the full length of his cock was now exposed.
His long brown cock was now unconfined and free, and it jumped up and toward me. I briefly looked up at Andre to show him a wide-eyed look which conveyed surprise at how big his cock was. I wasn’t really acting because it was indeed very large, although I may have played up my reaction just a little for his benefit. Looking back down I quickly sized him up and I was pleased.
Andre’s cock was over seven inches long and nicely thick. It’s medium brown skin was stretched tight. I took it in my hand and held it straight out as I cooed, “Oh my God, Andre, your cock is so big! It is so much bigger than Rob’s!” It was, in fact. I wasn’t lying. Again, I felt a sense of satisfaction about that.
Andre liked this comparison and he gently placed his hand on the back of my head and said, “Come on, Mara. Don’t you want to put it in your mouth? Show him you’re in charge now!” I didn’t need any convincing; I was ready. At first, I leaned forward and just kissed the tip of his cock, but soon I was running my tongue over and around the tip and then up and down the long shaft. Andre was starting to pull my head closer so I decided to give him what he wanted.