Nicole was asleep in the backward place, cuddled up in the fetal position trying to get as well-heeled as she could in my Honda conformity. We had been on the route for the go five hours, leaving her parents'firm at 9 pm, and hoping to arrive back to our place by 4 am. Spending the Night there was not an alternative. The couch was the alone outer space available and even though I was only 27, I had grown out of the days where crashing on a couch was a comfortable option. So I told her I would drive the whole way and she could sleep in the back.

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

"I will be flop back, going to withdraw a leak,"I said leaning back down into the car to let Nicole make love. She gave a boring suspiration and said ok, quickly drifting back to sleep.

I went into the bathroom which had one stall and two urinals. The can was not completely messy, nor was it the domain's cleanest lavatory either. I went into the stall. Not sure why, but I just felt care piss in the carrell and ignored the urinals.

The piss started to flow when I heard the bathroom door open. Foot steps approached one of the urinals and the phone of another man pissing quickly took grade. I could even hear him sighing. moldiness have been a trucker holding it for that last few hours.

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

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

The man who had just finished emptying his tumid bladder was a melanize man who looked to be about 50 yr old, give or take. From the looking at of him, he was probably about 6 feet magniloquent or just maybe just short than that, with an medium form but there was nothing that gave grounds he was very physically fit in any variety of way.

I gave a spry smile and response of,"yea, still got about 4 60 minutes of driving for me."

"shit, long night ahead of you,"he said.

As he continued washing his hands he said,"to bad the bull came down on this space hard about two months ago. This used to be one of my best-loved stops."

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

"prostitution. girlfriend used to hang around the truck yard. Pretty sound stop for a quick blowjob after being on the road. Girls 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 binge something kinda bizarre happened here. In this bathroom. I was taking a piss when a kid walked in, had to ingest been only about 20 years old. Looked kinda like the colorful type, the kind 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 film of a gay. Perhaps tight clothes, or figure tomentum, or any other feminine trait that might stick out.

"Anyway, after I was done with my business, the kid was just standing there when I turned around, and I was like, ‘ can I help 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 signify boy. He goes well I give excellent cock sucking, at least 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 prospect to respond he walked over and got on his knee joint. He unzipped my drawers and said I want to take up it for you daddy, leave me that black cock. Next thing I knew, I was sitting back relaxing and letting this young gay kid suck my dick and eventually busted in his mouth. Was definitely awkward but that was a great blowjob."

I was totally taken back by this taradiddle and not expecting that at all. But for some reason it had me intrigued and without knowing why I took a glance at his fork area. I think he saw me and started a subtle chuckle while brushing his hair with his script while looking in the mirror.

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

I stood there drying my hands not knowing what to say. The situation was a little tense and I felt awkward.

The next affair that happened I was not ready for at all. Just as I was preparing to leave he turned towards me.

He undid his belt, unbuttoned his blue jean, lowered the zipper, and hooked his ovolo on the interior of his shorts, lowering his drawers down to just above his genu. His calamitous dick hung there flaccid and he placed his custody back on the sink tabulator and leaned his backside to remain on the counter.

I could not take my eyes off of his smooth Black person hammer. His body was a iniquity John Brown color, but his cock was fateful, which I found fascinating and intriguing. I don't know why I got turned on, I was a full-strength guy with a hot lady friend, but seeing this composition of dark marrow 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 take in reluctance in my voice.

"Come over a little closer,"he said."I know you want a better feel at it."

I walked over to him and stood right in front of him, all the while staring down at his flaccid night cock. It was like being in a trance that I just followed his command to get closer to his piece of shameful centre.



"Well, it's not going to lactate itself,"he said while he placed his left hand on my decent berm and started to push down with fall pressure.

I wonder what he would do if I resisted. Would he thrust me down even harder ? Would he hit me ? I didn't know. But I did not have to worry about that, because for one understanding or another, I was willing to abide by. 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 realise me suck his cock. But that's what I secretly wanted. What was wrongfulness with me ? I was getting so turned on knowing that I was going to pleasure this bootleg guy and his Negroid peter who was twice my age.

"Put it in your mouth,"he demanded. He did not say it in a threatening or aggressive way, but with just decent world power in his articulation to show he was in the prevalent perspective. Showing me that I am the white boy who will be servicing black cock. I was neural. Very nervous. I had never even seen another man's prick before accept in pornography. But I was turned on at this. My cock was growing in my pants and my turmoil was at the same degree as my anxiety.

I slowly reached up with my right hired hand and grabbed his cock. Oh my god my mind was on flak knowing I was holding another man's pecker, especially an older black man's dick. He was slowly getting harder, but still was soft and flaccid in my handwriting. I had to admit to myself that I was loving the impression of his soft cock in my hand. With my thumb on the undersurface of his turncock, and my middle and index finger's breadth on the upper side of meat, I raised his cock to sharpen toward my mouth, and slowly opened. I leaned in, my eyes looking up at him as the tip of his dick slowly entered my lip. He knew this was my first sentence so I could narrate he was being patient with me.

I couldn't lie to myself. It all felt gravel and invigorating. The feel, the taste, the aroma. It felt so good having the tip of his shaft in my oral fissure as I swirled my natural language around it, making submissive licking sound that also drove me groundless.

Oh my god, this guy's putz is in my mouth. Oh my god. I fucking screw this.

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

I shook my headspring no with the school principal of penis still in my mouth and reached up with my other hand and started to rub his balls, dancing them between my fingers.

"oh make out yea, that's it baby, good boy."

Knowing he was enjoying this and being called a skillful boy put me over the edge. I wanted to pleasure this man. Suck his cock and have him dissipate his load down my mouth. I never tasted cum before, not even my own. I was so delirious at the possibility of tasting and swallowing his jizz and hoped he would want to cum in my mouth.

Without being told I slipped the tip of his shaft out and lowered my tongue to his balls. I wanted to taste his balls so bad and hoped he would not get mad I took his tool out of my mouthpiece. I lowered my natural language and started to lather his balls, sucking each one into my backtalk. I was worried he was going to tell me to get his turncock back in my mouth but he didn't. Even though I would have been fine with such a need, being a slut on my knee for him, he was enjoying getting his delicious total darkness clod licked.

As I continued to lick his total sac, making sure my tongue hit every surface as I did not want to miss any position, my mitt jerked his cock 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 like it as well.

I sucked each nut into my mouth rubbing my tongue firmly against the disastrous hide. His orchis tasted delectable. I never in a million years would recollect that those thoughts would communicate through my mind.

I suppose I can see why some girls love being subservient. I am dominant type in bed with Nicole and with ex-girlfriends for that matter. Shouting out verbal need and being very strong-arm during sex is something I practice regularly. But now being on my knee, servicing another man, I wanted nil more than to take on the position of a servicing slut, and was loving it and turned on by the fact.

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

"ahh lie with yea boy,"he moaned looking down at me."Start taking more in. suction that cock baby."

I slowly started to move my nous forward to take more of his prick in my mouth. I got about halfway down his thick pecker when I started to find it hit the backrest of my throat. Having received muckle of head from my girl I already understood what would get him off. I starting moving my head back and Forth River, slowly starting to afford him drumhead, sucking his black cock.

I used my odd hand to rub his egg and my right hand to stroke his cock with same motion of my sucking, stimulating the part of his scape I could not fit in my mouth. My headland was spinning, knowing I was giving this random melanize guy who twice my age a blowjob, using my mouth and hired man 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 little bit of pressure with downward cam stroke. This feeling was amazing. I felt even more subservient and was loving him guiding my movements to sucking his hammer. I continued to imbibe, letting him run my head teacher back and Forth River, gagging a little when his peter would hit the backbone of my throat.

"gah guh gah guh gaaahhh guuhhh"

"mmmm that's it boy….yea you like that black gumshoe don't you,"he said.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth to respond."yes sir,"I said submissively. Then I slammed his stopcock back into my pharynx and continued my duty of pleasuring his opprobrious cock.

"mmm that's a dependable boy. keep on sucking that melanize putz. My slight white boy slut."

He gripped my tomentum with both his hands and thrust his pelvic girdle into me, his thick nighttime meat hitting the back of my pharynx. Holding me down, not letting me backstroke towards the tip of his putz. His manus applying more pressure, until I felt his tip of his cock move past my uvula, past the point where I thought his cock could go no further. It was in my throat and was so deeply that my nose was pushing against his pubes and my Kuki was pressed firmly into his sinister balls. I looked up at him wide-eyed, my eyes starting to water. All the while he was looking right down at me.

"Yea, that's it, take it deep, defend it down your pharynx boy,"he said.

I was about to startle gagging and was struggling with this thick-skulled black cock down my throat. But I was also turned on, feeling very subservient and loving it as this old black man used me with his cock.

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

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

And with that he grabbed my straits again and guided his cock back in my backtalk. He did not crusade it all the way in but was steadily pumping in and out of my back talk. I was so change state on I matched his pumping by moving my mouth down when he wanted to stick in in.

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

I nodded with his dick in my mouth. Feeling like such a slight slut and loving it.

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

He squirted rophy after rope of cum into my back talk. I tried to swallow each chain that pumped in, even though some poured out of my backtalk and down my chin. Not sure I would revel the appreciation, I ended up loving it, both physically and mentally. The warm flavor and salty taste, along with knowing I was swallowing this pitch-dark man's cum got me rock hard in my pants.

After he shot his last load, he slowly pulled his prick out of my oral fissure, his slam soaking wet from all juice of my mouth.

"tinker's damn sister that was sound. Not bad for your first cock sucking,"he said.

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

My question 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 pharynx used.

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

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

"Well, I drive through there every once in a while on my route."He pulled his phone out and handed it to me."type your routine in my speech sound boy. Next time I'm in the country I'll text you, and maybe you will come out to the truck stop and divine service my dick again."

Still in a submissive res publica and staying on my knees, I typed my number in his phone.

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

He zipped up his trouser and walked out of the bathroom. Leaving me on my articulatio genus in the truck plosive speech sound lavatory. I felt like such a used slut, and I was slightly ashamed and amazed how turn over on I was given what just occurred.

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

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

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

"Whatever lets go rest home,"she said. And curled back up and fell back to kip in the seat as I drove home. Thinking about sucking Damien's black cock the unhurt way home.

**

It had been about two weeks since the event at the truck period with Damien.

My phone blinged with a schoolbook content from a issue I did not throw in my telephone set. I opened the substance thinking it was just some spam or wrong number or something.

‘ Hey boy, its Damien. I am at the Tomsville truck stop. Come over and let me use that mouth again.'

I started to get instantly hard knowing I could feature that Saame discourse from before. I picked up my coat and started to walk out the door.

"Nicole, I am going out. take to pluck up a few thing from the store,"I said.

"Ok but dinner is at 7 so don't be late I am making the poulet recipe you like,"she shouted from the upstairs bedroom.

It was only about 4:30, so I had good deal of time to go and incur my appetizer .