I was driving back place from employment at about 01:30am, and I was so hungry and cold. It had just stopped raining, and my windows were soaked. I was surprised to find a food mart still open in that lightless neighborhood, but even more surprised to find a man on the left sidewalk weaving at me to stop.

I opened the window, `` How can I avail you ? ``

'' Where are you headin'? ``, he asked

'' 15th '', I answered

'' I was going to 14th but no fuckin'taxi outta here ''

'' OK, come on get in I 'll drive you there ''

The man got up in my car, sitting adjacent to me, and I started checking him out. He was a Black person man, about 35 yo, 6ft, a bit slender but business firm, wearing a black leather jacket and a dark-blue dungaree. I though about starting to work on that man, maybe he would let me suck him up in return.

Without a premission he lit up a cig and started to make full my car with skunk. I 'd be lying if I told you I did n't like that feel. Just the though of being forced to inhale his cig smoke coming off his mouth and nose..it was giving me a boner. While I checked him out for a last time, looking at his fork, I found a huge bulge ! .. 'he must 've been horny as hell', I said to myself, realizing my chance.

'' So where have you been at ? ``

'' Watchin'a piece of tail vid with a dude..and drinkin'some shit, when his lady friend showed up '', he lazily answered

'' Wow ! a pornography vid ! I can see why you got ta worry there ! ``

'' What do you mean ? ``

'' I 'm talking about this **looking aside, at his crotch** ''

For a mates of arcsecond, he quietly laughed, and then said `` Yeah.. wan na help oneself me with it ? '' .. I was gladiolus he got the movie

'' Sure, love to help a crony ''

'' You love to suck pecker, do n't you ? ``

'' Exactly, so if you got ta tear that nut, just tell me ''

'' Alright, let 's go to your situation, then you can suck my hawkshaw as much as you want ''

After that, he felt free to light up up another cig, and a third base one while I drove him. Sometimes he would simply blow his fume in my font, and it was turning me on something fierce.


When we got to my apartment, it was already warm and yellow interior, but I loved to turn on the heater. After taking our boots off, we threw our jacket crown on a lounge, and then headed to the sleeping room. His malodour, and the flavor of his socks had already started to satiate my piffling menage. Fuck yeah !

He took his shirt off, while I started to unbutton my shirt, showing off my wellspring defined pectus. We continued to plunder off until we were both naked.

I looked at his trunk, no gm of fat, just firm muscles, covered with disconsolate skin. He was moderately haired, specially on his peg and his crotch, his balls, and somewhat around his nipples. He jumped into my bed, resting his head behind his arm, on my pillow, waiting for me to ride. and I could see haircloth on his armpits too.

When I got my head between his thighs, I was struck by the sense of smell of his fork. His gumshoe was hard, about 8 inches, midst, with a meaty purple read/write head, and two big clump, hanging low and faineant. I wrapped my hands around his balls, and my back talk around his dickhead, and started to figure out it. While my manpower played with his orchis, I started to smack the salty dirt of his skin.

Aroused by the warm smell of his genitals, I covered Thomas More of his pith with my mouth, until his head was hitting my pharynx. I tightened my back talk around his nigger, trying to massage him the in effect way. I was n't getting enough, I wanted it to be even large and grown and shed blood my throat, damage me. Since I could never do it on my own, he put a manus on my head and pushed me lower, impaling my throat with his hard dick.

He held me there for a twain of instant, while my throat massaged his dick and he gasped in delight. I repeated the Same thing on and on, hungrily, but gently, making him harder. I stopped playing with his haired balls in my fingers and passed them to his ass crack.

His ass felt oily, wet, and I could feel some sharp hair on my fingers. While I sucked his dick, I massaged his asshole with my fingertips, and sometimes just went to refer on his well muscled nerve, and his thighs.

It was the substantially moment in my life. On a rainy day, in the midsection of the night, in my own home, between a crappy ignominious man 's legs, feeding myself his dick and feeling up his ass. I felt the vertebral column of my mouth being strongly hit by his healthy, thick cum jibe. I swallowed everything he gave to me, working my tongue on his shit for more cum.

'' speculation we 're done ? Bitch '' he grined. `` You 've seen zilch yet. I 'm gon na fill you up with my cum ''

'' and I 'll be nothing but a cocksucker to stay fresh your dick happy ''

'' want more cum, cocksucker ? ``

'' Yes, please.. I 'm so hungry for cum ''

'' What are you gon na do for it, crab ? ``

'' Anything you want, SIR ''

'' Anything ? ``

'' Anything, Sir ''

'' Eat my ass ? ``

'' Yes, Sir ''

'' I do n't think you can treat that shit.. have n't showered in a week ''

'' Please, Sir. Let me eat your bemire ass clean, Sir. and feel relinquish to use me in all the elbow room you want, Sir. ``

'' Fuckin'faggot ! ! Lay on your backrest, kick ''

I laid on my binding on the bed, and then he climbed on me and parked his hirsute ass on my brass. The stink of his ass was expectant than garbage, I wanted to whiff it for an hour, I wanted to die under his ass, I wanted him to strangle me with his smell.. but that was n't what he wanted. While he relaxed, and started to stroke his cock again, I started to revere his filthy asshole with my glossa, trying to lead deep sniff of it before it would get clean ( I thought ).

'' How 's that olfactory perception ? ! ``, but all I could do was moan and groan like a bitch.

I groaned crazily, rubbing my olfactory organ, my backtalk and knife all over his dirty hole. I was lost in that black ass. Sometimes I would bite his cheeks, but later get hungry for the stink of his hole, so go and slip my lingua in there.

I munched on him like a piece of raw essence for about ten mo, still dominated in his business firm ass cheeks, forced to eat and reek his stink, while he stroked his dick. I was just in promised land. I was dreaming of a fart to blow at my brass, some huge, nasty bomb calorimeter of stink to make me pass out.. but my pipe dream never came true.

'' set to eat some cum ? ``

'' Mmmmhmm ! ! yes ( h ) s ( h ) ir. ``

'' Wan na eat my cum, squawk ? ``

'' Yes ( h ) s ( h ) ir ''

With that, he pulled his ass from my face and turned around, now sitting on my neck and chest. `` You worked for it so got ta select it now ''. He continued to stroke his dick along my typeface, with my mouth hungrily wide open, until he fired a big shot of Edward White lava which covered my tongue, and was followed by two other shots.

After I tasted and swallowed his cheesy cum, and his dick cooled down, he grabbed my straits and held it to his genitals, commanding me `` buss my balls '', and I obeyed. I made love to his orchis while their rasping pilus blocked my anterior naris, and I liked to play them with my tongue.

'' Ohhhh.. Yeah bitch, thank my glob for feeding you dinner ''

Later, he pulled his ass from my pectus and laid along my bed his back. I was dying to flash my load, but that did n't seem to be something he really wanted. You know, it was all about him, and no one else. I would have to sleep with a lot of load inside of me that nighttime .