Newborn Love (BWWM) (Interracial with Baby)
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Authors: Cristina Grenier
Newborn Love
By: Cristina Grenier
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“Yea, you like that—don’t you? Tell me how much?”
Is he serious, Ashley thought to herself? Does he really expect an answer?
“You hear me talking to you? Tell me how much you like this dick!”
“Umm, yea—I really like it,” Ashley shouted as realistically as she could. She was never one to get into all the dirty talk when it came to having sex, especially if the guy was not giving her a reason to talk back dirty. Eric apparently thought he was doing something, though, but the alcohol had them both a little out of sorts. It must have been playing tricks on him.
“I already know, girl,” Eric continued talking as he grabbed a handful of her dark, curly hair.
“Then why are you asking then?” Ashley said not realizing she had said this out loud.
“Oh, so are you getting mouthy? It’s time for daddy to quiet you up.”
Usually Ashley would enjoy these late night romps with Eric, but as of late she was not into it like before. She had known Eric from back in their high school days, and apparently Eric had a crush on her but never revealed this until about eight years later after Ashley had went away to college, graduated and moved back to their hometown after landing her first full-time job as a high school teacher. Ashley decided to go out one weekend with the girls to celebrate her new job, and that’s when she saw Eric. He had really changed over the years, having shed some pounds and acting more mature. Eric still had a rough, gangster exterior that she liked—that was sexy to her. After a night of flirting and dancing with him for most of the night between getting time in with her girlfriends, Ashley followed him to his house that night and that is when their year of booty calls and such began.
Eric initially had Ashley in the missionary position, but decided to turn her around positioning her in her favorite position, doggy style—that was what got her hooked to these meet ups with Eric; he definitely hit her spot over and over when he had her turned around like that. Eric was a pretty decent size in the penis department, so other positions were usually uncomfortable or painful, but when he turned her around like and entered her it was the best feeling ever. Finally, Eric was taking her there again.
“Ah yes, ooh, that’s it—that feels so good!” Ashley shouted with all sincerity. “Smack my ass!”
“You like when I do that, huh?” Eric asked as he smacked her ass a couple of times making it shake and jiggle, which turned him on and made him hump her even faster.
“Yes, that’s it!” she shouted but just as she was about to reach her climax Eric came without any warning and toppled over on her making Ashley fall face down on the bed.
“Damn, you got some good-ass pussy. Man, we are going to always keep fucking, even when you go off and get married and make someone a lucky man. Your pussy will still be mine.”
That was the odd thing about Ashley and Eric—they did not have an interest in each other for anything serious or long term. Ashley only looked at Eric as a good fuck until someone else came along. It wasn’t because she was not attracted to him, but besides the sex they did not have anything in common at all. Ashley was an educated woman who had went away to college and came back working toward her dream of counseling high school children at the predominately all black high school that she attended; Eric, on the other hand seemed more interested in a gangster lifestyle. Ashley was never brave enough to ask what it was that he did to make his money and be able to afford his house, but it was more than obvious when in the middle of her trying to ride him like a cowgirl one night close to 1:00 am they were interrupted by banging on his front door. Ashley’s first thought was that she needed to be prepared to beat someone’s ass—who else besides another woman would be coming over banging on his door this late at night? Eric assured her that it was not what she thought, which then made Ashley panic because then she thought it might be the cops. Eric told Ashley to settle down and stay as she was, naked and in that same spot in the bed, and that he would be right back. What Ashley ended up overhearing was a drug sale transaction taking place, and what was even more fucked up about this was that she recognized the voice of the person at the front door who was purchasing the weed—it was one of her old classmates that she occasionally hung out with. This associate did not know that she was screwing Eric, and hopefully that would remain a secret. What if she recognized Ashley’s car? Who cares, Ashley finally reasoned, because the important thing in all of this was that she just had it confirmed that her gangster lover and friend was a drug dealer. He was too old for this shit, and so was she.
When Eric returned to the room, he acted as if nothing had happened and was wondering why Ashley was trying to get dressed. She never said anything about her feelings on what she heard, and she let Eric seduce her into laying back down as he pulled her pants and thong back down and proceeded to direct his mouth south to use his tongue to enter her. I guess I can let him eat my pussy for the last time, Ashley thought. So for the next half hour she let Eric make her come before she made a silent vow that this was the end of her and Eric, even if he did not know it yet. That following day Ashley got a new cell phone number, and luckily she never invited him over to her place so if he was ever searching for her again he was shit out of luck.
That saying about making room for the right person to come in by getting rid of the wrong person seemed to be true for Ashley. After doing her disappearing act from Eric, she remained single and sex-free for the next four months deciding that what was down between her legs was much more valuable than she had been treating it. Ashley made up her mind that she would not be giving it up again until Mr. Right, whoever he may be, came along and then worked for it. Unfortunately, work did not offer many prospects since the majority of the school staff was made up of females; the men on staff, although they did flirt with Ashley, were not necessarily available. This sometimes made her question if she had some kind of sign on her back that said, “I’ll fuck you with no commitments” – it seems these assholes were the ones that were drawn to her the most. Still, Ashley had faith that someone would come along when the time was right for her to get back out there in the dating world again.
One afternoon while out for lunch, Ashley decided to run to the store for a birthday card that she needed to mail out immediately to one of her favorite cousins that had recently moved to the south. She had been putting it off for too long, and now she had to run across town in the crazy lunch traffic. While Ashley was in the card shop, she noticed the smell of his cologne first, which is what made her look up from reading the card in her hand. When she looked up, turning to her right, she noticed him standing a few feet away. He had been looking at Ashley until he suddenly put his head down upon her turning to look at him—the move was too obvious. This made Ashley smile as she turned back pretending to be interested in the card she was holding. He looked so familiar to her but she could not place where she may have seen this handsome Latino man before. Seconds later she felt him getting closer until he was finally standing right next to her.
“Excuse me, and I know this may come across as a pickup line, but don’t I know you?” he said as he smiled at her.
“You know what, I believe you because I was thinking you looked familiar too,” Ashley responded with a chuckle.
“Good, I didn’t want to come across as some jerk in a card shop picking up on beautiful women. By the way, my name is Adrian. I think we may have gone to the same high school. You went to LHS, didn’t you?”
“I sure did—class of 94! What about you?”
“Class of 91, baby!”
They both laughed until Ashley realized she had not given her name.
“Yea, by the way, my name is Ashley—Ashley Dennis.”
“That’s right. I remember you, Ms. Dennis,” Adrian responded with a smile.
“Really? An upperclassman remembering me?” Ashley responded.
“How could I not remember such a beautiful and intelligent young lady, such as yourself?”
Ashley smiled at the comment and kept it to herself that she now remembered him too. He was on the track team and because he was one of the few at the school that was not black, he stood out. What also stood out about him was the fact that he was so fine and popular back then, and he still looked damn good.
“So, Ashley, what are you doing these days?”
“I am actually a teacher at LHS. I hope to become a counselor soon; if not there, then somewhere else, I guess.”
“Wow, that is awesome.”
‘What are you doing these days?” she asked Adrian.
“I work in marketing and sales. I just happen to be here visiting this weekend.”
Adrian went on to explain that he lived 30 minutes away in the city working for one of the most popular venues where many of the major events took place. He had been working and living there for the past five years. Adrian explained that he was off work that Friday because he was visiting family for the weekend.
“Tonight my niece is having a birthday party. I got her a gift card but needed something to put it in. I thought about just handing it to her but I figured presentation was everything. I’m glad I did decide to come here—I probably would have never ran into you,” Adrian said with a sexy smile.
This almost made Ashley melt. Then she realized she had to head back to work.
“I don’t mean to rush off but my lunch hour is almost up,” she said hoping that he would come up with some way for this conversation to continue. Ashley was old-fashioned in that way—she preferred that the guy made the first move. Adrian did not disappoint her as they cashed out and walked out of the store together.
“So, I would like to see you again while I am here this weekend, is that possible?” he asked.
“Yes, it is.” Ashley responded as she reached inside her purse for a piece of paper and a pen to write down her cell phone number.
Adrian told Ashley that he would give her a call that next day on Saturday. He hoped that they could possibly get together for lunch, which Ashley agreed sounded like a good plan. Before she opened her car door, Adrian grabbed Ashley’s hand to give it a light kiss that made her damn near freeze in that spot.
“Enjoy the rest of your Friday,” Adrian said with a smile before he turned around and headed toward his silver sports car. Ashley’s mind was on Mr. Adrian Cruz for the rest of the day.
Adrian was used to being the minority among his peers while growing up and attending the predominantly African-American school district he attended. By the time he reached junior high school, Adrian had made a name for himself for his skills on the track; his two younger siblings after him would also follow in his footsteps with their athletic abilities. His parents had moved to the small city in Michigan after marrying young, so this had been home for them for a few decades already. After high school, Adrian went straight to college on a track scholarship, only 30 minutes away in the city. From the time he hit the city it was home for him. After graduation, and after obtaining his advertising degree, he landed his first full-time job for a nonprofit until he landed his current position—his dream job. Although he loved the city life, including the dating scene and life of a single man, he had gotten to a point where he was ready to settle down and have some children. At age 39, the pressure had been put on him by all of his family, especially now that he was the last of his siblings without children; his sister had gotten married right after high school and was now on child number three; his brother was engaged to marry his baby’s mother.
When Adrian saw Ashley walk into the card shop, he remembered her instantly. Although she was young when he first noticed her in high school, there was something about her even then that he was drawn to. He never acted on it because of the fact that they hung in different circles and because of all of the attention he was getting from the females that were closer in age to him; then there were the girls his mom was trying to fix him up with from their catholic church home. He had not seen Ashley again until now, almost 22 years later, but he felt like this was his chance to act on something that was weighing on him strongly. Ashley was beautiful then but now as a woman she was stunning to him. Her curvaceous figure showed a confidence that was slightly lacking back in the day, and wearing her hair in it’s natural curly state made her look even more exotic and sexy. It took him a while to approach her once she came in the store, but once he did he knew he had her interest. Adrian was not a conceited man, but he was sometimes mistaken for such because of the confident way he also carried himself. He was a natural charmer and people person, which made him very successful in his field. That night after his niece’s birthday party, he had planned on heading back home to the city since it was only 30 minutes away. Now that he had seen Ashley and wanted to take her out that next afternoon, he decided to use some of the hotel reward points he had racked up to get him a free room for the evening.
Adrian tried holding off from calling Ashley that night because he did not want to seem too desperate, but he could not stop thinking of her and what he wanted to do to her. He definitely liked her for more than her body and what she could offer him physically, but as a man Adrian was also very turned on. Besides, it had been a few months since he had been sexually intimate. An old family friend had come to the city for the weekend months back for a conference. Lila had attended church with him when they were very little kids, but her family ended up moving away once they became high school age. The families kept in touch, so occasionally his mom would update him on Lila’s whereabouts and accomplishments. It was through his mom that he had found out about Lila coming to town, so when Lila called he was well aware that his mom was trying to play matchmaker again. There was never a connection with them growing up, but as adults they both were attracted to what they now saw in each other physically. After a Saturday evening of bar hopping and drinking, Lila invited Adrian back to her hotel room and that’s when things popped off for them for the first time. Lila instantly started undressing Adrian as soon as he stepped in her hotel room, giving him the best blowjob he had ever experienced. That was admirable considering his length and girth; she was able to take all nine inches of him in her mouth like a professional. After sucking him close to climax, she stopped and undressed to reveal her light brown, medium curvy frame; she then hopped on top of him and rode him on the couch like she was on a mission. As he looked up at her, watching her beautiful tits bounce up and down with each movement, it did not take him long to come. He spent the night with Lila, but that next morning Lila confessed to Adrian that she was fighting with her boyfriend and just needed a release. She hoped that they could continue to just be friends. Adrian did not have a problem with that, but he did not initiate any contact with her after that weekend. Adrian did not like drama, and his vibe about Lila after that confession felt just like what she was about. He had to admit, though, that their encounter was hot. Adrian sometimes replayed it over in his head while masturbating. This particular night in his hotel room, he did the same, with the exception of imagining that Ashley was the one pleasing him and bringing him to climax instead of Lila.
