Grocery store

Grocery storeAlmost every day I see him walking past my apartment. I don’t know where he’s heading. He walks with his head down. He never looks around. His face is not cheerful. A little sad even. Maybe I should ask him once how he is doing. Invite him for a cup of tea. He certainly lives in the neighborhood. Sometimes I see him at the grocery store on the other side of the neighborhood. That I haven not seen him for months, I only realize that when I stand behind him in line at the supermarket. He has his shopping cart full. I just a pack of milk. He looks around and gestures that I can go ahead. ‘No need,’ I assure him. ‘You don’t have much either.’ Now I see a friendly smile appear on his sad face. When he packs his groceries, I pay for my milk. Together we walk outside. ‘You live in this neighborhood?’ I ask him, knowing the answer already. ‘I often see you passing by,’ he replies affirmatively with a short yes. He immediately adds that his Dutch is not that good. He tells me he prefers to continue in English ‘I didn’t see you for a while.’ It’s not really a question. He says that he has visited his family in Africa. ‘I am from Sierra Leone.’ As we walk together, we continue to talk animatedly. He tells about his native country and I about my trip through Mali. Interested, he asks if i liked it Africa. In scents and colors I tell about the West African country. How wonderful the atmosphere, the climate and the friendly people. The poverty I have seen. But also about the hospitality that you feel everywhere. I tell him about the nice encounters and the beautiful people. ‘Particularly the handsome and charming men,’ I add to test it. He is silent for a while and then asks: ‘You like men?’ I continue my flirting: Yes, but only if they are as good looking and friendly as you are. ‘He looks at me seriously: don’t know.’ If you don’t try, you never know, ‘I look at him, but sinop escort he turns his head away. ‘This is my house,’ he says as he grabs his keys. We are in a street not far from my flat. ‘I live in the apartment building over there, come over if you like, we can have a coffee, tea or something else together, talk about things.’ I give him my business card and tell him that he can always call or send a message. ‘Nice, my name is Lamine,’ He shakes my hand, smiles and disappears into his house.With Lamine in my mind I walk to my apartment. Satisfied looking back to our first meeting. In the meantime I wonder if he will use my invitation. As a freelancer I usually work at home. My laptop is all I need. I’m busy when I get a message after a week. An unknown number. “I need to talk, Lamine,” I read. I write back to him that I am home, that he knows where I live. I am adding my house number. Half an hour later the doorbell rings. He calls his name through the intercom. ‘Third floor,’ I answer briefly. When I open the front door, I see that worried look again. I ask him what is worrying him, while I lead him to the living room. ‘I think about our conversation all the time. Since we talked, I am wondering how it is to be with a man.’ I give the same answer as a week ago. ‘If you don’t try, you never know, however, I don’t want to take advantage of you.’ He looks at me. “I am a grown-man, I do what I have to do.’Lamine walks straight at me. He grabs me and without hesitation he presses his soft lips on mine. I open my mouth and he pushes his tongue inside. At least ten minutes we are exploring each other that way. I hear satisfied moans. He unzips his coat and takes it off without breaking our kiss. I slide my hands under his sweatshirt and feel his hard nipples. More satisfied moans. He follows my example and finds my nipples. Lamine then unbuttons my shirt, loosens my pants. escort sinop He completely undresses me. I endure it all and leave the initiative to him. In no time I am completely naked in front of him. He takes a step back and looks at me from head to toe. His gaze lingers on my stiff dick. ‘It’s okay, but mine is bigger,’ he says and looks at me in a challenging way. ‘Only words, I parry. ‘And by the way: maybe it is big, but you can use it? You are a virgin.’ Lamine’s answer comes quickly: ‘I am not a virgin, I’ve been with girls and women.’ He has no intention of making me wait any longer. While I watch from the couch, he undresses slowly. The hesitation he had in the beginning has completely disappeared. He is giving a real strip show. He casually throws his clothes around the room. Lamine stops at his boxer shorts. An old-fashioned wide cotton with stripes. The thin fabric confirms his claim. His is bigger. He walks up to me. When he stops, his crotch is close to my mouth. ‘You can take it off,’ he whispers. I pull the elastic forwards and slide his underpants down. A pearl precum appears on his glans. I lick the pre-moisture tenderly. Take his black cock into my mouth and suck on it. I put my hands on his buttocks and conduct. When I look up to him, I see that Lamine follows my actions carefully. He does not need many instructions. He pushes his cock further. ‘Mine is bigger, isn’t it,’ I hear him say. With his cock still in my mouth I murmur: ‘Not that much.’ His cock is beautiful. Solid, thick and straight. I have to get used to the size more than the length. I close my eyes. A moment later I feel his pubic hair tickle against my nose. At least five minutes I blow his dick with long strokes and lots of saliva. The sounds I hear from above make me even hotter. At the same time I notice that this will not take long. His breathing is getting harder. With a loud sinop escort bayan moan he squirts. It is too fast and too much to swallow. His sperm is dripping down from my corners of my mouth. Lamine falls on the couch next to me. The blood is slowly disappearing from his cock. I enjoy the sight. His dick hangs languidly between his legs.Lamine’s voice awakens me: ‘I want to go all the way. ‘He leans over and takes my cock into his mouth. It is still erect. He blows like a beginner. Take it short and not deep. But the feeling is no less. Pleasure is largely in the ears. Lamine makes up for what he lacks in experience through his efforts. ‘You can finish me with your hand if you want,’ I tell him. “‘Thanks, licking a pussy is less tiresome, and I know how to jack,’ Adding the deed to the word. He starts to jerk me off, his head close to my dick. I don’t need long. The whole situation has made me incredibly horny. With a couple of strong rays on my chest, I come out panting heavily.When I look aside, I see his cock lying stiff on his stomach. ‘You really want to go all the way.?. ‘Without waiting, I pull my knees against my shoulders. I moisten my finger with a big blob of spit and rub it in my man-pussy. I ask Lamine to do the same with his dick. He does not need further instructions. he spits on his big black cock. He shoves his fat dick in my butt hole. He feels the resistance of my muscle. He holds back for a moment. I press as if I have to poop to give him further access. Then he pushes on. ‘You are tighter than a woman,’ Lamine compares. Then he does what he has done with women before. He fucks me rough, slow and deep. Then again with short picks and quickly. He growls. He doesn’t look at me. His gaze is focused on his cock in my ass. After about ten minutes I see his face tighten languidly. With a long ‘ah’ he comes. I feel his warm cum. He stays inside me and I feel his penis beating. When he withdraws, he looks me in the eye. ‘I am not going to give up pussy, but I sure want to do this again. Okay?’ He says uncertainly. ‘Consider this pussy yours. How can I refuse,’ I say as I kiss his soft lips.