Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Black Woman's Fantasy 1

| love pornography. | regularly download videos and pictures from the Inteand love reading erotic stories. |

am particularly drawn to pictures of black women with their chocolate brown skin, nearly black nipples and

velvety pubic hair. | am a white male in my thirties and have never been with a black woman. I've been married

for about ten years and my wife and | enjoy an adventurous sex life. She gets turned on watching x-rated movies

and reading erotica as much as | do, but doesn't understand my fascination with dark skinned women.

| work as an analyst for a securities company and my wife is a lawyer specializing in corporate mergers. She

travels a lot and is frequently out of town for several days at a time. Whenever she's gone, | surf the web or use

my file-sharing program to search for pictures and videos of beautiful black women. Most of the models on the

web sites I've found look like junkie whores instead of models. Where are the gorgeous black babes? | have this

fantasy of taking matters into my own hands and inviting a young black female over to the house for a photo

shoot. My wife worked her way through law school as a photographer and still has all the camera equipment,

lights and backdrops. My ultimate fantasy is that the photo shoot leads to hot sex with a beautiful, young black

woman.

The current star of my fantasies is Katrina, a sexy, black, 18 year old intern working in our office for the summer.

She is the daughter of one of my clients and this is her third summer working for us. She sorts the mail, does

filing and general clerical duties for the analysts working on my floor and we interact frequently with good

rapport. She is a knockout. She has shiny black hair hanging down to her shoulders, beautiful big brown eyes set

between high cheek bones and a smile made more inviting by a thick, pouty lower lip. She's about 5' 8" with

long shapely legs usually covered with black nylons. She wears short skirts that fit tightly across her round ass

cheeks that gently curve up to her slender waist. Her ample breasts push out her clinging tops creating perfectly

round orbs high on her chest. Everyday | watch her push the mail cart through the hallways and imagine

caressing her naked ass or sucking on her black nipples. | fantasize taking her hwithand photographing

her in a variety of lewd positions before pounding my hard cock into her tight, young pussy. | have to stay behind

my desk whenever she's around to hide the bulge in my pants.

"Hey, Mr. C, I've got a few envelopes for you today. Looks like spapers to sign do you wantto wait for

them?" Katrina has walked into my office with the mail. She's wearing a white blouse with the top two buttons

undone givinga generous view of the top of her tits as they disappear into a black, lace bra. She's wearing a

gray skirt with a pink belt cinched across her flat stomach.

"That would be great, Kat. It should only take a minute or two, have a seat." | motion her to one of the chairs

across from my desk. She sits down, her skirt riding halfway up her thigh even before she crosses her legs. I'm

trying not to leer at her as | open the manila envelope. "All ready for college?" | ask, "When do you leave us this

time?" I'm staring at her lovely legs as | sign on the designated lines on the documents. | watch her uncross her

legs and catch a glimpse of bare thigh above her black nylons.

"Three more weeks, then I'm a college freshman. My dad's drivingup to school and staying the weekend to

helpget settled. I'm going to miss it here." Her smile is captivating and it pulls my eyes away from her legs.

"We'll be the ones missing you, Kat. You'll be too busy studying and partying and living the coed life to miss us. |

almost envy you, although | must admit there are aspects of my college days that | wouldn't want to relive." |

say laughingly. "Really? Like what?" Katrina asks, leaning forward to listen to my answer. Her blouse gapes open

on one side givinga clear view of most of her left tit. | am awestruck at the sight of this smooth, milk

chocolate colored globe and my cock reacts accordingly creating an even bigger bulge in my pants.

"Well, for sof us the freedom of being away from hfor the first twas a little more independence

than we could handle. Let's just say that my first couple of semesters didn't make my parents proud." My mouth

is dry and I'm hiding a raging hard on as | finish signing the papers. It's not the head on my shoulders that's

driving my actions when | impulsively ask Katrina to have lunch with me. "I suppose you should deliver the rest

of the mail rather than sit her and chat with me. Would you like to continue our conversation over lunch? |

usually just go downstairs to the deli, what do you say?" | ask, as I finish addressing the envelope and hand it to

her.

"That would be fun, Mr. C." Katrina givesa dazzling smile, stands up and walks toward the door. "I get my

break at twelve, okay?"

"Perfect" | say, "I'll meet you there." | watch her firm, round ass swish back and forth as she pushes the mail cart

down the hallway away from my office. It's eleven-thirty and | don't get any work done for the next half hour as |

plot how to make my fantasy ctrue. | realize that | need a scapegoat to avoid being seen as a dirty old man

when | propose a photo session to Katrina. My idea actually seems plausible by the t| reach the elevator and

push the button for the first floor. Katrina is waiting forat a booth in the corner, reading the menu when |

arrive. | sit across from her and thank her for having lunch with me.

"No. Thank you, Mr. C. Being the only intern in an office of executives and assistants, | usually eat alone. This is a

real treat for me." Katrina is sharing that intoxicating smile withagain and this ther whole face is lit up in

a smile that extends up to the sparkle in her eyes. | definitely want to capture this girl on film or | should say on

memory card.

"A beautiful girl like you should never have to eat alone." | say, reading the specials on the menu.

"Why Mr. C. Are you flirting with me?" She laughs, playfully batting her eyelashes at me. "It's not everyday a girl

gets invited to lunch by a handsexecutive."

"Why Katrina, are you flirting with me?" | laugh. "If so, you should probably drop the Mr. C and just callChris,

okay?"

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"Okay, Chris and please keep callingKat, all my friends do." The waiter comes by and we both order salads

and ice tea. After the waiter brings our drinks and sbread, | decide to broach the subject of my fantasy.

"Katrina, | mean Kat. There's something | want to ask you, but I'm afraid | might offend you or lessen your

opinion ofby asking it." I'm looking directly in her eyes and wait for a response.

"Nothing would lessen my opinion of you, Chris. You're the nicest person in the whole office. My daddy speaks

very highly of you. Just askwhatever you want."

"Well, this isn't something | would ever want your father to know about. So what I'd like to do is ask the question,

but if you're offended or uncomfortable, we can forget | ever asked it and get back to discussing college life. Is

that alright with you?"

"Wow, you really haveintrigued now. | can't wait to hear what this mystery question is so I'll agree to your

terms, but | doubt I'll be offended by anything that you say." Katrina is smiling again and leans forward in her

seat. My eyes are again drawn to her milk chocolate cleavage visible through her gaping blouse.

"I have a photography business that | work at part tout of my house for a select group of clients with specific

requests." | speak slowly and stress the specific requests. "I photograph models and provide pictures to my

clients strictly for their individual use." This is where the "client" becomes the scapegoat for my own desires. It's

notit's the client that wants these pictures.

"And these pictures. | assthey are nudes or semi-nudes." Katrina seems more curious than offended. This

could go better than | thought.

"Yes. My clients provide specific requests including the model's age, appearance and even the exact poses they

want. Sometimes they request video, but usually it's just still photographs. Now for the question." | pause and

take a bite of my salad.

"Yes, | can hardly wait for the big, mystery question. | have to say that you've already takenby surprise. | can

only imagine what comes next." Katrina picks up her glass of ice tea, her big brown eyes smiling up atas she

sucks the ice tea through the straw.

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I have a client who has requested

pictures of a young, black woman. He

specifically wants an 18 year old who

is not a professional model and has

not previously posed nude for

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anyone. That means | can't rely on

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you. So | thought there might be a

remote chance that you would know

someone willing to do this. The pay is

quite lucrative but she would have to

be very attractive. Maybe not as

beautiful as you are, but as close to

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your look as possible. There that's

the question. If it offends you, please

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even asked it." | stop talking and look

at her. She has her head titled to the

side and is studyingintently. | dip

sbread in the salad dressing left

on my plate and take a bite, still

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"How lucrative?" Katrina asks, raising her eyebrow and speaking slowly.

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session. It normally takes one or two

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would | interview and make

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sure they have all the qualifications." |

had decided before lunch that Katrina

naked in my bed was worth $1,000. |

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"Would | do? Do | meet the qualifications for your photographs?" She's looking atcoyly and I'm trying not to

show how excited | am by her answer.

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Are you serious? | really wasn't

thinking of you for this. What would

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your father think? I'm not sure this is

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a good idea, Kat: Mi God! may

SBLRIN See this young black

teenager naked on my bed before the

week is out. My wife is going out of

town day after tomorrow and will be

gone for four days. The timing

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