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BBC Next Door (Interracial Black M/White F Erotica)
(Trevon Carter)

"Oh no!"  Linda yelped as she tried to grab the falling cup.

Mike was faster, able to grab the cup in midair, but the water had already emptied, splashing and soaking into his jeans.  He smiled as he stood up and handed her the cup.

"You have a napkin or anything?"  He asked politely as he gently tapped his upper thigh and crotch.

"Hold on, let me get a towel," Linda replied as she rushed to the kitchen.

She grabbed the nearest towel she could find and rushed back.  Linda couldn't believe how badly she was blowing this.  Mike seemed to take notice as he took the towel and wiped his lower body.

"Hey, it's alright, it happens," he assured as he gently wiped down his jeans.

Linda nodded as her eyes glanced down at his crotch, around the area where the majority of the water had landed.  She could see his tight jeans clamping even tighter around his crotch and upper thigh, letting her see the outline of his manhood.  Linda quickly looked away, moving her eyes upwards and she caught his gaze.  Her face turned red as she wondered if he had seen her looking down at his crotch.

"Oh man, I think it made it to my boxers.  Where's your bathroom?  I think I'm going to have to air it out," he inquired.

Linda bit her lower lip again as she readied herself to make a comment that she knew she was going to regret.  "Why don't you just do that here?"

Mike paused, his eyes briefly widening as he looked down at Linda.  He was taken aback by her response, his hands gripping tightly onto the towel.  Linda smiled and looked up at him, crossed her arms under her breasts and pressing them so that he could get an even better look at her cleavage.

"Well uh..."  He glanced around as he dropped the towel on the floor.  "You're not just kidding right?  Don't want you screaming while I'm literally caught with my pants on the floor."

"No, go for it, I mean, it's not like it's something I haven't seen before.  I'm a grown woman," Linda responded.

"You sure?  Cause I'm pretty sure this is probably something you haven't seen before," he asked as he began to undo the button on his jeans.

"Please, what is it with you men?  They're all average sized you know," Linda replied, her voice trembling as she knew she was lying.  Based on the brief glance she had seen of Mike naked, she knew he was definitely bigger than average.

"Well, can't say that I didn't warn you," Mike said as he undid his button and unzipped his jeans.

The sound of the zipper makings its way down sent a shiver down Linda's spine.  She sucked in her lips in anticipation as he pulled down his jeans first.  He was wearing tight fitting white boxer briefs that clung around his crotch.  They were wet around the center and down his legs, turning almost transparent, giving her a nice view of his chocolate surprise beneath.

"Oh my," Linda whispered as she saw a thick rod running down his left thigh, the tip of it right against the edge of the boxer briefs around his thigh.  

It looked even more impressive, now that she was closer and not looking through a window from several feet away.  He grabbed the waistband of his boxer briefs and peeled them off his lower body.  Linda's heart raced as she watched it cling to his body as he brought it down lower and lower, past his legs.  She let out an audible gasp, her legs feeling weak as his manhood sprung free from its cotton cage.

"Holy shit..."  She whispered as he stood up, his boxers at his feet, his black rod freed.