Nicole was asleep in the back can, cuddled up in the fetal locating trying to get as comfortable as she could in my Honda accord. We had been on the road for the hold up five hours, leaving her parents'sign of the zodiac at 9 pm, and hoping to arrive back to our post by 4 am. Spending the night there was not an selection. The couch was the only blank available and even though I was only 27, I had grown out of the days where crashing on a sofa was a well-off option. So I told her I would drive the whole way and she could sleep in the back.

After my instant cup of coffee the want to micturate stirred and we were luckily passing a truck stop. I pulled over. Parked the car. And got out.

"I will be decent back, going to convey a outflow,"I said leaning back down into the car to let Nicole know. She gave a tiresome sigh and said ok, quickly drifting back to sleep.

I went into the bathroom which had one stall and two urinals. The bathroom was not completely messy, nor was it the reality's cleanest bathroom either. I went into the stall. Not sure why, but I just felt the like peeing in the stall and ignored the urinals.

The piddle started to run when I heard the bathroom threshold undecided. understructure steps approached one of the urinals and the sound of another man pissing quickly took figure. I could even hear him sighing. moldiness have been a teamster holding it for that last few hours.

After I finished I flushed the toilet, left the stall, and quickly went over to wash my work force. I was eager to get back on the road and get home as soon as possible. We were only halfway home and was already exhausted and wishing I could just sleep.

"Man that felt honorable, been holding it in for like an hour,"the man said, approaching the sink and starting to wash his hands.

The man who had just finished emptying his large bladder was a black man who looked to be about 50 class old, give or take. From the aspect of him, he was probably about 6 feet tall or just maybe just unforesightful than that, with an medium flesh but there was goose egg that gave evidence he was very physically fit in any sort of way.

I gave a quick smile and response of,"yea, still got about 4 hours of driving for me."

"tinker's dam, long nighttime ahead of you,"he said.

As he continued washing his hands he said,"to bad the cops came down on this place strong about two calendar month ago. This used to be one of my favorite stops."

"What did they get busted for,"I asked curiously.

"Prostitution. Girls used to hang around the truck yard. Pretty upright block for a quick blowjob after being on the route. girlfriend were not anything special but it got the job done,"he said.

"Oh, didn't realize that. Not from around here so I have never stopped here before,"I said.

"After the bout something kinda bizarre happened here. In this bathroom. I was taking a piss when a kid walked in, had to have been only about 20 days old. Looked kinda like the colored type, the form that played for the other team if you know what I mean,"he said.

By this I obviously took at as the kid had the feature of a homosexual. Perhaps tight dress, or fancy hair, or any early feminine trait that might stick out.

"Anyway, after I was done with my byplay, the kid was just standing there when I turned around, and I was like, ‘ can I aid you ’. He started talking about how too bad the place got busted and all that. And then out of nowhere he asked me if he could be of any help. I said what exactly do you intend boy. He goes well I give excellent blowjob, at to the lowest degree that's what all the truckers around here say. I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he said this but before I even had a probability to respond he walked over and got on his knees. He unzipped my pants and said I want to suck it for you daddy, turn over me that Joseph Black cock. Next affair I knew, I was sitting back relaxing and letting this Lester Willis Young gay kid suck my tool and eventually busted in his sassing. Was definitely awkward but that was a great blowjob."

I was totally taken back by this story and not expecting that at all. But for some reason it had me intrigued and without knowing why I took a glance at his genital organ area. I think he saw me and started a elusive chortle while brushing his tomentum with his helping hand while looking in the mirror.

"But man I sure could use one of those cock sucking now,"he said in a powerful voice.

I stood there drying my bridge player not knowing what to say. The situation was a fiddling tense and I felt awkward.

The adjacent matter that happened I was not gear up for at all. Just as I was preparing to leave he turned towards me.

He undid his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, lowered the zip fastener, and hooked his ovolo on the inside of his boxers, lowering his pant down to just above his knees. His black dick hung there flaccid and he placed his hands back on the sink counter and leaned his backside to rest on the counter.

I could not need my optic off of his smooth black cock. His dead body was a dark browned color, but his stopcock was melanize, which I found fascinating and intriguing. I don't know why I got turned on, I was a straight guy with a hot lady friend, but seeing this firearm of sinister nitty-gritty had me growing a tent in my pants that I could not resist.

"You like what you see boy ?"he asked.

"Um I'm not sure about this,"I said with clear hesitation in my voice.

"ejaculate over a little closer,"he said."I know you want a just looking at it."

I walked over to him and stood right wing in front of him, all the while staring down at his flaccid wickedness cock. It was like being in a enchantment that I just followed his statement to get penny-pinching to his firearm of black essence.



"Well, it's not going to take up itself,"he said while he placed his leftfield hand on my right shoulder and started to push down with light pressure.

I wonder what he would do if I resisted. Would he force me down even intemperately ? Would he hit me ? I didn't know. But I did not feature to worry about that, because for one reason or another, I was leave to comply. I don't know what came over me. I found myself in a slavish state and slowly lowered to my knees willingly. My mind was racing. I knew this guy was going to make me give suck his rooster. But that's what I secretly wanted. What was untimely with me ? I was getting so turned on knowing that I was going to pleasure this black guy and his grim tool who was twice my age.

"Put it in your sass,"he demanded. He did not say it in a threatening or aggressive way, but with just enough top executive in his voice to show he was in the dominant position. Showing me that I am the blank boy who will be servicing black dick. I was nervous. Very nervous. I had never even seen another man's peter before accept in porno. But I was turned on at this. My tool was growing in my pants and my excitation was at the Lapp layer as my anxiety.

I slowly reached up with my right hand and grabbed his cock. Oh my god my intellect was on fire knowing I was holding another man's putz, especially an older pitch-black man's prick. He was slowly getting harder, but still was mild and flaccid in my hired man. I had to allow in to myself that I was loving the feeling of his voiced cock in my paw. With my thumb on the underside of his cock, and my middle and index finger on the upper side, I raised his cock to designate toward my mouth, and slowly opened. I leaned in, my eye looking up at him as the tip of his turncock slowly entered my mouth. He knew this was my first time so I could tell he was being patient role with me.

I couldn't lie to myself. It all felt amazing and invigorating. The feel, the taste, the sense of smell. It felt so undecomposed having the tip of his cock in my mouth as I swirled my tongue around it, making submissive licking speech sound that also drove me raving mad.

Oh my god, this guy's prick is in my mouth. Oh my god. I fucking love this.

"There you go boy, not so bad eh ?"

I shook my head no with the head of phallus still in my rima oris and reached up with my early hand and started to rub his balls, dancing them between my fingers.

"oh have it away yea, that's it baby, good boy."

Knowing he was enjoying this and being called a unspoilt boy put me over the edge. I wanted to pleasure this man. go down on his cock and have him shoot down his load down my mouth. I never tasted cum before, not even my own. I was so excited at the opening of tasting and swallowing his jizz and hoped he would desire to cum in my mouth.

Without being told I slipped the tip of his prick out and lowered my glossa to his balls. I wanted to taste his nut so bad and hoped he would not get mad I took his cock out of my mouth. I lowered my lingua and started to lather his musket ball, sucking each one into my mouth. I was worried he was going to tell me to get his cock back in my oral cavity but he didn't. Even though I would have been fine with such a demand, being a slut on my knees for him, he was enjoying getting his delectable melanize musket ball licked.

As I continued to cream his entire sac, making for certain my tongue hit every surface as I did not want to miss any spot, my helping hand jerked his tool and used my thumb to rub the underside of his tip. Nicole does this to me and it feels amazing so I thought that he would care it as well.

I sucked each nut into my mouth rubbing my tongue firmly against the black skin. His balls tasted delicious. I never in a million class would think that those thoughts would pass through my mind.

I suppose I can see why some fille love being submissive. I am prevailing case in bed with Nicole and with ex-girlfriends for that matter. Shouting out verbal demands and being very strong-arm during sex is something I practice regularly. But now being on my articulatio genus, servicing another man, I wanted zilch more than to adopt the position of a servicing slut, and was loving it and turned on by the fact.

I started tracing my tongue back up along the underside of his cock which was now almost fully heavy. When I reached the tip, I gently place the is cock tip back in my mouth and began circling my tongue around it.

"ahh piece of ass yea boy,"he moaned looking down at me."Start taking more in. sucking that dick baby."

I slowly started to move my head forward to contain more of his hammer in my back talk. I got about halfway down his thick tool when I started to feel it hit the backrest of my throat. Having received plentitude of nous from my girlfriend I already understood what would get him off. I starting moving my head back and Forth River, slowly starting to give him top dog, sucking his black cock.

I used my left helping hand to rub his balls and my right hand to stroke his cock with same motion of my sucking, stimulating the office of his irradiation I could not fit in my mouth. My heading was spinning, knowing I was giving this random black guy who twice my age a cock sucking, using my mouth and hired hand to stimulate his thick cock.

He placed one of his hands on the back of my head, guiding my head to my strokes while applying a minuscule bit of pressure sensation with downwardly stroke. This belief was amazing. I felt even more submissive and was loving him guiding my crusade to sucking his dick. I continued to breastfeed, letting him act my head back and forth, gagging a piffling when his cock would hit the rear of my throat.

"gah guh gah guh gaaahhh guuhhh"

"mmmm that's it boy….yea you like that total darkness shaft don't you,"he said.

I pulled his cock out of my oral cavity to react."yes sir,"I said submissively. Then I slammed his cock back into my throat and continued my duty of pleasuring his black cock.

"mmm that's a honest boy. Keep sucking that fatal cock. My little white boy slut."

He gripped my haircloth with both his handwriting and hurtle his hips into me, his loggerheaded night meat hitting the back of my throat. Holding me down, not letting me backstroke towards the tip of his tool. His hands applying more than pressure, until I felt his tip of his turncock move past my uvula, past the breaker point where I thought his cock could go no further. It was in my pharynx and was so bass that my nose was pushing against his pubes and my Chin was pressed firmly into his black testicle. I looked up at him wide, my eyes starting to water system. All the while he was looking right down at me.

"Yea, that's it, carry it deep, hold it down your throat boy,"he said.

I was about to set forth gagging and was struggling with this thick black dick down my pharynx. But I was also turned on, feeling very submissive and loving it as this old black man used me with his cock.

He finally pulled his putz all the way out and I gasped for air. Breathing heavily and bracing my hands against his legs to hold myself up.

"Ok you've caught your breath boy, back in."

And with that he grabbed my head again and guided his pecker back in my sassing. He did not crusade it all the way in but was steadily pumping in and out of my mouth. I was so turned on I matched his pumping by moving my back talk down when he wanted to insert in.

"Fuck baby, I'm gon na cum. You ready to swallow my warhead boy."

I nodded with his tool in my mouth. Feeling like such a little fornicatress and loving it.

"oh fuck yes, here it comes baby. Ahhh ahh ahhhh."

He squirted circle after Mexican valium of cum into my mouth. I tried to live with each Strand that pumped in, even though some poured out of my mouth and down my chin. Not for certain I would savour the taste, I ended up loving it, both physically and mentally. The warm flavour and salty penchant, along with knowing I was swallowing this black-market man's cum got me sway hard in my pants.

After he shot his last load, he slowly pulled his dick out of my mouth, his shaft soaking wet from all juice of my mouth.

"hoot baby that was good. Not bad for your first cock suck,"he said.

"yes sir,"I said in a very submissive timbre."That was amazing."

My drumhead was spinning from the fact I just gave this man, this black man, a blowjob. And not just a light blowjob, but one that involved deepthroating and having my throat used.

"Where you from,"he asked, speaking to me while I was still on my knees.

"I live in Tomsville, about 4 hour away,"I said on my genu while wiping the cum drops from my chin.

"well, I drive through there every once in a spell on my route."He pulled his phone out and handed it to me."Type your number in my phone boy. side by side time I'm in the sphere I'll text you, and maybe you will fall out to the truck stop and service my prick again."

Still in a subservient state and staying on my genu, I typed my number in his phone.

"gens's Damien. Hopefully I will see you again soon."

He zipped up his drawers and walked out of the bathroom. Leaving me on my knee joint in the truck stop toilet. I felt like such a used slut, and I was slightly ashamed and amazed how turned on I was given what just occurred.

I walked out to the car and got in the loon seat.

"What took you so long ?"Nicole asked, still laying in the backseat.

"Sorry babe, some guy kept talking to me and would not shut out up,"I said.

"Whatever lets go place,"she said. And curled back up and fell back to log Z's in the buns as I drove home. Thinking about sucking Damien's black putz the whole way home.

**

It had been about two weeks since the event at the motortruck point with Damien.

My earpiece blinged with a textual matter content from a figure I did not have in my phone. I opened the message thinking it was just some spam or wrong number or something.

‘ Hey boy, its Damien. I am at the Tomsville hand truck occlusive. Come over and let me use that back talk again.'

I started to get instantly hard knowing I could have that Lapplander handling from before. I picked up my coat and started to take the air out the door.

"Nicole, I am going out. need to pick up a few things from the store,"I said.

"Ok but dinner is at 7 so don't be recent I am making the crybaby recipe you like,"she shouted from the on a higher floor bedroom.

It was only about 4:30, so I had plenty of time to go and receive my appetizer .