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Subject: {ASSM} Indian Summer and Other Poems Ch.8 - TV Repairman by T.S. Severe (M/TV, Romance, Interracial-AA)
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Indian Summer
And Other Poems
By T.S.Severe

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/severe/www/index.htm

TV Repairman
 (M/TV, Romance, Interracial-AA)




    "Hi, can I buy you a drink?" He asked me and this was number
seven. Lucky seven I hoped, the first six hadn't been very impressive
and it was getting late.

    "Hi, sure." I smiled at him and that was easy enough anyway. The
man was tall and healthy with light brown hair and dark brown eyes. Oh
yeah, it was real easy smiling at him.

    "My name's Lance." He held out his hand while we waited for the
bartender.

    "Marcia." I smiled. "Nice to meet you."

    He had a nice handshake, not too firm, but not soft either. Lance
was considerate with his strength, I thought, and I liked that a lot
because he was somewhat larger than my five foot nine and hundred
thirty pounds. That he was white and I'm black hardly mattered to me.
I didn't go out looking for a color, I went out looking for a friend.
In my experience the two really have very little to do with one
another.

    "Kind of a thin crowd tonight." Lance observed. "I've seen you
here before."

    "Yeah, sometimes." I shrugged. "Not too many places in this town
for a girl like me."

    "I know." He smiled. "That's a shame too, but I don't think you'd
have a lot of problems anywhere."

    "Oh?" I shrugged modestly at his compliment. "Thank you. I'm more
comfortable here, put it that way."

    "Good, me too...Uh, let me get a gin and tonic and..." Lance was
speaking to the bartender and looking at me. "...What is that?"

    "Tequila Sunrise." I giggled. "Love that stuff."

    "Tequila, huh?" Lance chuckled. "Sure, that's always good. Let
your hair down a little."

    "Yeah." I pursed my lips and lifted a shoulder. "Only a little
though. If I have too much, well...There's no telling what I might do."

    "Oh?" Lance looked me up and down, deliberately and I didn't mind.
"That sounds, uh, tempting."

    "Tempting?" I smiled, posing a little in my short red skirt and
black silk blouse. I looked good and I knew it. Great legs, small
waist and hips, a little black bubble butt and some 36C falsies to
give me a real nice shape up top. I knew I'd pass muster for most men
and I was proud of it.

    "Yeah, you know." Lance grinned. "Ply you with tequila all night,
see where we end up...

    "Oh, you wouldn't do that to me, would you?" I laughed lightly and
the bartender was setting up our drinks.

    "No, it's just temptation and I'd much rather get to know you
first." He smiled. "Temptation is a one night stand and..."

    "You're not looking for any of that, huh?" I picked up my drink to
hide my little sigh, because a one night stand was about all I was
good for.

    "Nah." Lance shook his head. "I've had enough of those. How about
you?"

    "Me?" I giggled. "I think I need more tequila."

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=-=-=-=        =-=-=-=-=

    "Hmmmm...Yeah, you like that?" I breathed, looking down as Lance sat
on the edge of the bed, running his hands up and down the backs of my
legs slowly.

    "Oh yeah, Marcia." He was staring at my long black cock as it
stood out straight from the crotchless panties I wore.

    "Give it a kiss..." I whispered, my skirt bunched up around my waist
and my hands in his soft brown hair, pulling his mouth to my aching
erection.

    "You're beautiful." Lanced sighed, finding my ass with his hands
and squeezing me hard as he kissed the swollen head of my cock.

    Despite our difference of opinion on relationships, we'd ended up
in a motel across the street and neither of us were complaining. Lance
was a handsome man and I was a very passable transvestite and that was
precisely what each of us wanted, at least for the moment. I loved
guys like him, the men who looked and acted straight, who treated me
like a lady everywhere but in the bedroom, and even there for the most
part. I wasn't trying to do anymore than look like a girl on Friday
and Saturday nights though, that was my thing. I loved the clothes, I
loved the act, but I was happy being a man the rest of the week. I
liked having sex like a man too, dressed or not, and before I'd give
up my ass like a girl, I wanted to make sure my new friend was okay
with it.

    Lance didn't mind and as soon as we were in the room he was taking
me in his arms, tongue fucking my mouth while he reached for the
surprise he knew was waiting for him. He was such a slut for cock and
now I had him right where he belonged, mouthing my eight inch prick
like a whore. I stroked his head and nodded happily, letting him take
his time and get me nice and wet all over. He kissed the head and
thick shaft, then licked me slowly with his big pink tongue until my
dark skin glistened with his spit.

    "Suck it for me, open your mouth..." I urged him and I giggled as he
grinned up me, stroking my cock with a big gentle fist.

    "Yeah, baby..." He agreed and that was enough teasing for me. I
pushed forward with my hips, pressing the smooth glans between his
lips and over his tongue.

    Lance opened wide for me too and unlike the popular mythology, I
wasn't hung with a twelve inch cock, but I was very thick. I loved
seeing those soft pink lips of his stretch thin around my black shaft
as I worked just the head and an inch or two back and forth. He wasn't
going to be able to take a lot, unless he was Linda Lovelace in drag,
but that was okay. Lance knew what he was doing.

    "Ummm..." I sighed as he started working a finger against my tight
sphincter, pushing against my asshole with a gentle, but constant
pressure. I opened right up for the man and even dry it was better
than just okay. Lance fingered my hole nicely, working just the tip in
and out while he smoked and stroked my cock. His head was bobbing and
his left hand was wrapped around what he couldn't get in his hungry
mouth. And that finger, working in and out of my butt, a little deeper
everytime and fucking me nice...I loved that a lot.

    "You're gonna make me cum soon, baby." I whispered and my big
black balls were full of cum for the man. It had been a long lonely
week, believe me.

    "Mmphh..." Lance agreed, curling his finger in my ass, tickling the
inside of my rectum softly.

    "Uh-huh...Suck that cock for me." I closed my eyes, holding his head
tighter and pushing a little more, touching the back of his mouth now
and those muffled gags and little chokes were like music to my ears.

    "Make me cum...Yeah, use your tongue, make it special..." I was
breathing harder and Lance was doing everything I wanted and more. 

    His mouth had real talent and he'd sucked fat cocks before, I
could tell. Even making him gag didn't slow him down, he just went
along with it, wriggling his tongue beneath the head, sliding his lips
up and down the shaft. Every now and then he'd swallow hard, eating
spit and precum and knowing we'd just make more. I was getting so
close, my balls getting tight and my ass clasping that finger he was
fucking me with. 

    "Ahhh Uh!" I groaned, looking up at the ceiling and arching my
back as it happened. My whole body got tight, my balls contracting for
a second and holding it and then... "Fuck!" I gasped, releasing my load
in fast thick spurts, filling Lance's mouth quickly to overflowing as
he swallowed fast, trying to keep up, but some of my creamy spend was
squeezing out the corners of his mouth.

    He was a trooper though, Jesus! That man could suck a dick and he
was gulping my sperm down like he was starving for it. I was panting,
feeling flushed and happy, stroking his head and nodding while Lance
cleaned my cock up like a pro. He ate every drop he could get and then
worked my softening cock all over with his lips and tongue, leaving me
limp, wet, and happy after a good five minutes of genuine cock
worship.

    "Whew! Lance...That was good, baby!" I smiled, bending over and
kissing Lance deeply, working my tongue all around the inside of his
mouth.

    "You have a great cock." He breathed a minute later and he was a
bit red in the face.

    "I have a great ass too." I promised him. "I wanna give you some."

    "Yeah, Marcia." Lance wiped his mouth with his hand and I was
already getting on my knees for him.

    Lance wasn't shy in the dick department either. A healthy seven
inches at least. Maybe eight, but not so thick as mine. That was okay
though, it was such a handsome prick and I loved it for a good ten
minutes before Lance was warning me he was going to blow down my
throat if I wasn't careful. We both wanted it in my ass. I gave his
uncircumcised cock one more good suck, opening my throat and taking
every inch of that hot white meat inside for a long count of ten, and
then let him out slowly, dragging my tongue along the underside while
Lance just moaned softly.

    "Got any condoms? I have some if you don't." I asked him from my
knees, holding his dick in my hand and squeezing him. He wasn't gonna
go soft anyway though, I knew that.

    "How about bareback, Marcia?" He looked into my eyes and smiled
like a little boy. "I'm clean."

    "How do you know I am?" I laughed. "Get a condom."

    "Serious." He told me. "I wanna feel you."

    "You'll feel me just fine." I grinned at him. "I don't do it
without protection."

    "Never?" Lance asked me, cocking his head. "Not once?"

    "Not once." I agreed and that was the truth.

    "Me neither." He told me seriously, his brown eyes unwavering from
mine. "I've never even asked before, I swear to God."

    "So?" I laughed again. "Get a condom."

    "So, we're both clean, right?" He grinned at me. "Come on, one
time? I want to make love to you."

    "Make love?" I rolled my eyes.

    "You don't feel it?" He asked and I made a little face. "I do,
Marcia. I felt it the first time I saw you."

    "When was that?" I narrowed my eyes.

    "About a month ago." He shrugged and then smiled. "I was shy. I
mean, how do you walk up to a girl and tell her you're head over heels
in love?"

    "You're serious." I said and I wasn't sure what I was feeling. 

    I liked him, yeah. I liked Lance a lot, but he wasn't my knight in
shining armor either. I'd had one of those before and he'd left me
broken after two years of head over heels. I didn't want another one.
Did I? I didn't know and I was afraid to look, afraid to say I wanted
anything more than this, the hard white cock I was holding in my hand.
Saying anything else was like asking the man to hurt me. Begging for
it and I couldn't do that.

    "Marcia." He sighed and reached down, taking my face in his hands,
rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. "I am so in love with you."

    "I..." I blinked hard and then just closed my eyes, licking my lips.

    "Let me make love to you." Lance whispered and I turned my head,
moving so I could stroke his palms with my cheeks. "Let me show you
how I feel."

    "I don't want to be hurt again." I swallowed hard. "Please, don't
talk like that. Let's just have sex and..."

    "I'm never going to hurt you." Lance told me and he was pulling me
up slowly. "Never in a million years, Marcia. You're so beautiful, all
I want to do is make you happy."

    "You don't even know me." I smiled weakly, feeling my heart
stammer and we were moving onto the bed.

    "I'm trying to." Lance was guiding me and I wasn't resisting him.
"I want to know you better, so much better than just this. Let me in,
Marcia, let me love you."

    "Lance." I sighed, finding myself laying beside him now, his arms
around me as we faced each other on that cool bed. "I don't know if I
can."

    "Yes you can." He told me and Lance was unbuttoning my blouse, as
he was naked and I was still dressed for the most part. "Whatever
happened before, that wasn't me...It wasn't us."

    "He left me." I said and I didn't know why I was telling Lance
this. "A guy I went to college with. I loved him and he said...He said
he loved me."

    "Okay." Lance nodded and he was pushing my blouse off my
shoulders, bending his lips to kiss my skin.

    "We were together for, oh God...Three years and I was so happy." I
searched Lance's eyes. "I really did love him."

    "I know." Lance whispered, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra.

    "When he left, everything just fell apart." I sighed, closing my
eyes. "I fell apart. He broke my heart, just...Broke me."

    "This heart?" Lance asked and he pressed hand to my bare chest,
feeling my hot dark skin, my left nipple beneath his palm, swollen and
black with my arousal. Beneath him my heart was beating fast and
strong and I shivered as I looked down at his hand.

    "Yeah." I nodded, drawing a ragged breath. "I can't do that
again."

    "You won't." Lance whispered, kissing me lightly on the lips. "I'm
going to make sure of that."

    "How?" I wondered, moving onto my back as Lance got between my
legs and I opened for him, with my skirt high and between us and I
lifted my knees as he took them in his big strong hands. How and why I
was doing this, I couldn't say. I wanted to believe him so badly.

    "I'm going to be the man who loves you, Marcia." He told me and
Lance was putting my legs over his broad white shoulders. "The man
who's going to be there every day, in your arms every night."

    "Lance..." I breathed and I felt him pushing forward, rolling my ass
off the bed as my knees moved towards my shoulders.

    "Let me love you." He was staring into my eyes and his cockhead
was at my anus, pressing against me there and I felt him leaning into
me slowly.

    "I'm frightened." I whispered.

    "Don't be." Lance lowered his mouth to mine. "I'm here now."

    His tongue filled my mouth and the muffled pain of Lance's
penetration was caught between us as the man thrust inside me hard. My
sphincter stretched reluctantly and then gave way with a sharp burning
as his long cock stabbed deep into my rectum. The realization that
there was nothing between us, no condom to separate our flesh was
momentarily frightening and I struggled weakly. I'd never been taken
that way and this was new, all of it and I pushed at him with only
half-hearted protests lost in our shared breath.

    Lance was so big and so much stronger than I was. He had me pinned
to the bed easily now, with my long black legs over his shoulders, my
hips and ass lifted so that the center of my being was open and
vulnerable. Lance pumped into me hard, twice, three times, going
deeper with each soft grunt until there was nothing left to give. His
heavy balls pressed against my ass and his tongue worked against mine
feverishly. He didn't fuck me, not yet, he was just holding me until I
was used to him and a moment later he pulled his lips from mine so we
could catch our breath.

    "Are you okay, Marcia?" He asked, his brown eyes soft with concern
and his voice gentle. "I didn't want to hurt you."

    "You didn't." I shook my head. "It feels good."

    "I love you." Lance told me. "I want to make love to you."

    "Alright." I swallowed hard and I hoped I wasn't making a mistake.

    Lance began moving slowly, working half of his cock in and out of
me slowly. The sharpness had given way to a dull ache and that was
overcome quickly with pleasure. He was doing everything he could to
make me feel good, to make me feel loved. His eyes stayed on mine and
he told me I was beautiful. He spoke my name softly, telling me how
good I felt around his cock. How tight and warm I was. Lance kissed me
every now and again and I was smiling, listening to his words and
believing him.

    "I want you to cum inside me." I whispered. "I want to feel it."

    "Marcia." He smiled. "I want to cum inside you so bad, baby."

    Lance kissed me again and now I was taking him easily, full
strokes of his long prick, in and out of my clasping rectum as I tried
to hold him inside. I was massaging his cock with my ass, working
those delicate muscles to make it special for the man. He was loving
me so well, so perfectly, and I was loving Lance and trying not to. My
heart was pounding and I touched his body everywhere I could, feeling
him damp and sticky with perspiration and I was the same way beneath
him.

    "I've never...Oh!" I gasped and Lance groaned, giving one more
thrust of his cock, stretching to find the very bottom of my ass when
his cock erupted against my prostate.

    I could feel him spasm inside me, his cock jerking against the
soft walls that held him tight. He was pouring his semen into my body,
giving himself to me, sharing a part of himself and I was accepting it
eagerly. The indistinct warmth of Lance's sperm spread through me like
a beautiful stain, coloring me white I imagined, painting me inside
with his love. I'd never had a man that way, never known what it was
like to take his seed inside my body and I did love him then.

    "Marcia..." Lance breathed, smiling and red faced and I giggled as I
fought for my own composure.

    "I love you, Lance." I whispered. "I do love you."

    "You're not broken anymore." He kissed me and I shook my head.

    "No." I agreed happily. "You fixed me."




End
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