In the vertebral column of the cab back to my apartment I drew her closing and kissed her again. I gently ran my black fingers through her lovely scented honey-golden blonde hair and down to the nape of her neck, which I held tenderly as our natural language caressed. Our back talk gently sucked and slurped together.



Her name was Claude Elwood Shannon and she 'd approached me earlier in the bar. She 'd been out with friends, one of whom had been celebrating her engagement. My friends and her friends had all began talking, and there was an attractiveness between Shannon and I right from the off. after a few more than beers had gone down, she became bolder and we began larking about, openly flirting with one another and she actually reached out her hand and gently ran it down my muscly arm and across my dresser.



I should throw probably mentioned before that I am a real gym-freak if that 's the right field password, I religiously work out 4 or 5 prison term a week, and many girlfriend have commented on my muscly anatomy, of which I am hugely majestic. I am of Afro-American extraction and have attracted and slept with several char, both fateful and white based on my habitus. I 'd just returned from a vacation in Jamaica, where I 'd ran and worked out everyday and I was feeling particularly fit. The sun had darkened my already black cutis to almost ebony, and I was feeling recharged and relaxed.



My habitus is what attracted Shannon she told me later, and as I say, after she 'd had a few beers she became bolder and actually reached across to me and ran a small soft white manus across my ebony arm, lingering long enough to sense the tense sinewy muscle. The contrast between her piano, white, ivory cutis and my ebony upper berth arm was amazing in the coloured bar. We began playfully caressing more and eventually we kissed. The buss was almost over before it began, a quick peck on the brim, but I think it sealed the deal.



After a few Sir Thomas More drink the music became louder and we stood closer together, talking and almost shouting into each others ears. I was taking in her beautiful image as we talked. She was 28 or maybe 30 and she wore a tight petty fateful dress which was holding in a pair of perfectly sized white meat that proudly pointed at me as we talked. She had a unshakable ass and slender thigh, which ran down to strengthen calves and sleight, delicate little mortise joint that ran into black high-heeled shoe. Her perfectly brushed fortunate blond hair danced on her shoulders as she talked and laughed and her composition was flawless - just enough but not too much - with rich scarlet lip rouge on her sexy little mouth. Her future question shocked me, though I 've been asked it before.



'' Is it true what they say about you Shirley Temple Black son ? '' Shannon giggled.



'' And what is it they say ? '' I laughed back.



'' About you all having big, you know ... '' she paused and laughed, a little embarrassed.



I let her of the hook, `` You mean being big downstairs ? '' I grinned. I thought for a 2nd, and as we 'd been flirting outrageously I dropped in the killer line. `` I guess there 's only one way for you to truly receive out once and for all, is n't there ? ''



I almost regretted the question as soon as I 'd said it, but she just laughed.



'' I guess there is, '' she said.



Now we 're all aware of the contraband man myth, but I am proud of my cock. It is probably 8 or 9 in when fully erect, and it does induce a fat girth. Though that said, back in my football days in the showers I had respective snowy team mates with like tool. A few fille have taken to their dog in the yesteryear when they 've seen mine, thinking it is too all-inclusive and will hurt them, but most manage to get some of it inside their pussies and seem to give had a good time doing so !



She then lent over and actually began rubbing my crotch. As her piano white hand rubbed against me, somwhere my putz stirred in my jeans. She gasped, almost mesmerised at the task in hand but continued her gentle, aphrodisiac lilliputian up-and-down motion. Her digit trying to draw the sizing and outline of my extremity.



She gave me a sexy little osculation on the lip, and then whispered into my ear possibly the sexy words I 've ever heard.



'' I 've just simply got to see, your cock flavor awesome ... I 've never been with a lightlessness man, never been taken by a black lover. I need to see what you have, I just have to have got you, Shannon wants to cause her kickoff black shaft ''.



So there we were, Claude Shannon and I in the spinal column of the cab. Making out like weirdo. I slid a hand up under her clothes between kisses, and pushed her lacy panties to one side with a thick finger to give me access to her pussy. I plunged a black finger, and then two into her souse hole making her pant and arch her body closer to me. She felt soft, fond, inviting. The velvety walls of her vagina and her pussy backtalk clung to my probing fingerbreadth, beckoning me in, urging me to probe deeply. I pulled out of her pussy with a little squelch, and sucked on my finger smell and tasting her musk. She sucked my finger also, gladly tasting her own fluids.



Her pussy was mature for fucking when we arrived at my flat, I got out the cab first and paid the number one wood. I helped her out after me and she came out pulling her dress down over her reserve. She slipped off her gamy heels and walked bare-foot across the parking lot of the construction holding my handwriting. Her ivory white skin shone like silver in the moonshine, and i began to look forward more earnestly to being her start black man.



I led her straight into my sleeping room, and the petting started again. We were making out like looney as i slipped her frock off of her allowing it to fall down onto the floor. I drank in the heap of her beautiful consistency for the first sentence. She was bra-less, and her two hone sized tits stood jutting out proudly, with 2 pink mammilla pointing right at me. My heart went down over her thin waist to her kitty-cat, pink, puffy and swollen after our making out in the cab. Her pussy had just a small, neatly trimmed flight strip of soft, pubescent, honey-golden pubic hair.



We kissed again and she pulled off my t-shirt. She ran her gentle Caucasian hands over my dark, ignominious sculpted bureau, gently tracing the musculus. She kissed them hungrily, her tongue making little pack around my nipple.



'' I 've got to see your cock, your big black hammer, '' she gasped tugging at my jeans, trying to rip them off of me.



I was hard as iron for this panting young white woman by this time, and as i slipped off my jeans my thick, black dong sprang up like an iron bar from my loins to its full proud 9 inches and it 's wide, stave girth.



She fell to her articulatio genus, gently cooing and sighing, mesmerized by its menacing size. She held it in two helping hand, curving her slender whiteness finger around its cornerstone holding it almost like a baseball bat. She began kissing it, slurping on it, almost worshipping it, in an almost trance-like state. She tried to get as a good deal of it into her sucking mouth as she could ; she managed about 4 or 5 inches because of its fat cinch but she bobbed her blonde head gently back and Forth, up and down on my ebony shaft



'' MMMmmmm, that 's it baby, you suck Jamal 's hammer good .... that 's right darlin'.... you suck it heavy .... you make it prissy and hard so l can eff your tight little, pretty tweed puss. '' I just stood there, my infantry slightly apart as this daze blonde woman went to exploit on my dick.



I was feeling really horny as nether region by this time, and I wanted to plunge my dick into her and pass her what she so badly craved, her first pitch blackness tool. I stood her up and laid her on the bed on her spinal column. She spread her legs wantonly and propped herself up on her elbows to take in as my immense cock approached her miserly niggling pussy.



'' Oh Jamal, plosive ! full stop now ! Put a condom on ! '' She was almost pleading with me, begging me to end.



'' Baby, let me try just a niggling bit .... do n't you want to experience your first smuggled tool inside you ? '' I pushed the tip of my charger gently at the vain sass of her pussycat, parting them slightly, making her gasp again. `` cum on baby, take my big grim cock up into your angelical little twat, '' I gently encouraged her. all the clip I was nudging the tip of my ebony cock at her indulgent, pink opening.



'' No, '' she sighed .... I ca n't ... I ca n't let you do this to me ... please ''.



'' C'mon baby, just a little bit and I 'll pull right out '', I encouraged her.



She threw her headland back against the pillow, her blonde fuzz splayed over the bed. She gave in to me. Surrendered.



'' OK, just a little bit, but pull straight back out, '' she insisted.



She 'd surrendered herself to me, surrendered her puss to me. And i was gon na defecate the most of this good fate, a beautiful, blond, wanton, clean girl, who craved me.



I pushed my prick on to it 's goal and the fat tapered brain wedged the beautiful pink sass of her pussy apart. She was gasping and moaning, and began to squirm against me. Her soft lily-white breasts mashed into my chest as I eased my putz into her implosion therapy pussy, inch by ebony in. Suddenly she bucked hard against me, threw her head back and brayed with delight, as an intense orgasm tore through her body making her shudder.



'' Do you want me to lay off Claude Elwood Shannon ? Have you had enough black cock ? Or do you need me to fuck you hard, fuck you properly, like a bitch ? Do you require me to pound hard at that little cunt ? ''



'' N-n-no ... .. '' she sighed. `` ass me, Jamal ... .. have sex me hard .... do it me with that big black putz, reach me everything you got, you bastard ! '' She was having the time of her liveliness thrashing about on me, and I was n't even all the way inside her !



I continued to violate her whiteness, as I pushed onwards into her slowly, allowing her beautiful pussy to adjust to my immense size as I went. Her pickle was slurping and squelching around me as I pushed onwards into her. She felt balmy and inviting around my pecker, her delicate velvety pussy walls clung to me as the elasticity of her vagina spread to receive me.



Eventually, I was only about 2 column inch from having my full length in her and I felt she could n't shoot much more. She asked me to overstretch out, so she could go on top. She obviously felt she wanted to take all of me, and was totally slack up with the job at hired hand. I pulled out of her making her slopped trivial pussy squelch.



I took her in my muscly ebony weapon system, and this delicate, diffused, beautiful white woman climbed on top of me reaching a manus down to aim my cock at her cunt and allay it gently in. I marvelled again at the aphrodisiacal contrast of her ivory, lilly-white skin and my own pitch-dark anatomy as she slid more easily this time down my cock. Again, at two inches to go she stopped to recover to my size and began a minuscule rocking question designed to spread herself further for me. She was panting like a squawk as she rocked, and a small tear trickled down her face.



I french-kissed her deeply, and with a final exam little squelch her pussy surrendered to me fully and she slid down over the last couplet of column inch and was sitting flat on my lap, the tip of my tool somewhere thick in her abdomen.



'' Oh my god, she sighed ... I can feel you in my stomach. You feel so big inside me baby. Now fuck me hard ... fuck me you bastard. ''



I rolled her over onto her back while I ws still inside her, and placed a slender white ankle on both my shoulders as I began to delight her. Slowly at first, gently, tenderly. Then the big, black, chieftan warrior awoke in me as I began to pound her harder and harder. My breathing spell began to get in chafe gasps as the onslaught to her miserly little kitty-cat continued. swither poured out of me, making my pare shine like polished soot black and still I fucked her. Harder and harder and harder. She was writhing against me, her hips rising up to see my brutally severely poke, as my black glob made a slapping sound against her own groin as my Negroid african pubic hair kissed her own easygoing downy blond strip with every bang. My thighs were pistoning hard against her, and she began to enwrap her own legs around me, holding me tight on top of her not wanting the battery to end.



I ravished her for about 15 minutes without mercy, and then she began to cum. Another powerful climax jack-knifed through her body, making her snatch spasm and pulse around my pounding peter. She writhed in cristal as I took her for my own pleasure.



She cheered me on, urged me on almost, to my own bellowing orgasm. My immense pitch blackness balls twitched and corded and a squadron of a million blacken warrior sperm flicked their story one finis time and swarmed into her incapacitated kitty, deep into her abdominal cavity to lay siege to her defencelessly white egg. The hot flak of sperm fired into her, splashing every recess of her womb. My hips bucked hard against her again and again, with every twitch another squadron of hungry black spermatozoon were blasted into her still-pulsing pussy.



After she 'd recovered from her trial by ordeal, we fucked 3 Thomas More meter ; once in the shower and twice more in the bed. She was less concerned about using condoms those metre, and as she pointed out, the price had probably already been done by then !



I never saw Shannon again, I guess she got to know exactly what she wanted - her first disastrous cock - but it was probably the most memorable Nox of my living ever - every man 's dream ( be they a lily-white man or a pitch-black man ) to go into a bar, and go habitation with a beautiful blonde girl and have a nighttime of wild, fiery sex.



The dark I met Shannon she was out celebrating her girlfriend 's engagement, and one of my buddy hooked up with one of the former little girl who was there. I heard through the guy a year or two afterwards that Shannon had returned to her parents household in the midwest and given birth to two big twin Negro boys.



Maybe they were my small fry, or it could be that I gave a beautiful Danton True Young blond woman a taste sensation for bleak shaft that gave her an insatiable appetite for Sir Thomas More.



Maybe once you 've had blackamoor, you never DO go back ...