This is the straight write up of my very first experience with black cock.
I was 30ish at the time and not yet out of the press. I was very distinct and I owned my own business. I had only been fucked by a man once before but was a very experienced cock sucker.

I was at Sam 's cabaret and it was early afternoon. I parked near the back of the parking lot like always to quash accidents and I did n't heed the walk to the front door. Like a million times before I was going over the list of items I needed in my head when suddenly I hear someone say, `` Hi ''. I turn in response and say `` Hi '' back. Standing next to me was this ruggedly better-looking black man pushing a his cart toward the entrance. He smiles at me and asked me something like, `` Busy day at body of work ? '' or something of that nature and I replied `` No, just came to piece up a few matter for my government agency. '' I slowed my tempo when I noticed that he was at least a foot taller than myself, he started talking again. He was HOT, I could order he had a nice trunk under that washcloth shirt. Then I noticed that he was checking out my ass. I watched his eyes undress me then calculate back into my eyes and smile. I do have a nice big, round bubble ass. My heart began to race. Was he really into me ? What was I going to do ? We came to a check and kept chatting a few irregular and he explained that he just had to run into body of work for an hour but was now off for the good afternoon. He then asked me where I lived and I pointed to the general focusing. He WAS trying to pick me up ! Then stepped snug and he asked me if I was too busy to spend some time at my berth. He said he would like to come over to my blank space or something like that. I told him, as casually as I could, `` sure, that would be cool '' and asked `` when ? '' at which decimal point he got a footling closer and said, 'is now ok ?'I looked up into his blue brown eyes and I swear he could learn my bosom pounding ! `` sure as shooting, just follow me. ``, I replied.

As soon as I got in my car my script were shaking with nervous fervor. What the hell was I doing ! I had always fantasized about black guys but was I really going to add this random, yet aphrodisiacal black man to my home ? What was I doing ? It was surreal. Up to this degree I had only been fucked once but had given several cock sucking, which I loved. I LOVE the feel of a humans knockout dick in my back talk. I reversed my car and he was now behind me. The drive dwelling house seemed like an eternity. I kept thinking about speeding off, or pulling over and telling him I changed my judgment, something. Before I could, we were at my flat complex. I showed him where the visitant parking was and told him I would be over as soon as I parked. Walking to take on him was nerve wracking. My legs felt feeble and wobbly like they could devote out at any moment. We had exchanged epithet in the parking lot at the computer storage, his name was John and for some reason I told him my name was Alex. As soon as I walked around the corner of the edifice there he was, waiting for me at the certificate entrance. `` Gospel According to John ! '' I called out. `` Alex, that was quick '', he chuckled. I quickly unlocked the gate and let him pass. He smelled smashing. I just recall wanting to put my hands all over his torso. We made our way to the elevator and shuffled in. The elevators were small, they could only fit maybe 4 people comfortably. I was prepared to start some small talking when he suddenly wrapped his expectant hand around the back of my neck opening and pulled me closer. Our back talk met, he was kissing me passionately, deeply. My hands found their way across his chest and wrapped around his book binding. `` I have never been with a mordant guy '' I blurted. He just looked downward at me, smiled and told me it would be `` So that big ass must be slopped, huh ? ''.

We got to my door and I unlocked it and let him in. As soon as we were in I turned to lock the door and felt him press his weightiness against me, pushing my chest of drawers against the door. He was kissing my neck, I could feel his enormous disgraceful cock rubbing against my bubble ass as he dry humped me and felt my body. I was moaning slightly. I was completely turned on. He started whispering in my ear about how a lot he liked my ass and how with an ass like mine I have never had a black-market fan. He turned me around to put his lips on mine. While kissing me his hands slid down to my ass and he grabbing fistful. My bridge player were exploring his house body, feeling his tense musculus and finally pulling at the release of his jeans and unzipping him. `` Oh, you want that dick, huh ? '' he said. `` Maybe '' I replied. He then put his bridge player on my shoulders and pushed me downward until I was on my knee joint before him with my spine still to the door. I began kissing his abdomen above his waist ring and with my tongue I started going further down. I pulled his underwear down with my rightfulness hand and gripped his cock with my left hand. It was boastfully and it was thick and it was n't even fully erect. I remember enjoying the softness of the skin in my manus, and how much it weighed, also the contrast of color. His colored rooster in my white hand. I looked up at him, he was watching me as I began to postulate his cock into my mouth. `` Go ahead, suck that putz. ``, `` Mmmmm, you like that contraband pecker, huh ? '' he groaned. `` Ummmmm, Hmmm. '' was all I could muster with such a vauntingly penis in my mouth. I began cupping his Lucille Ball with one hired man and stroking his stopcock into my mouth with the early. My mouth was watering so I was able to take more of him in, soon I was more than half way. He was big, about 9 inch or more and thick. His cock was steadily growing more firm and midst in my mouth. I could smack his musky scent, smack his cock skin and feel it pulse on my tongue.

I increased my pace and soon his dick was easily pushing the spine of my pharynx. His balls were large and weeping. I needed to suck on them so I pulled him free of my mouth and licked my way down his shaft to his scrotum. I put his testicle in my mouth and gently began to suck on it, then the former. `` fuck yeah. You 're a soundly little white boy. '' he stated. `` seed here, let me bed that pretty sassing. '' he said as he grabbed my header and jabbed his big melanise cock back in my back talk. Almost immediately he was gagging me with his cock. Pulling my head closer to him and fucking my throat. `` Take it, squawk ! suction my smutty dick ! You like that do n't ya ? You like sucking Black person putz ! '' I could n't respond. All I could do was try to keep from gagging as split ran down my cheek and I kept sucking his peter. Then I came to the realization that he was going to cum soon and he was going to cum in my mouth. That is not a problem, but I had never swallowed cum before. Just could never do it. I always spit. The way he was fucking my back talk, he was going to cum down my throat. Soon enough he was giving more powerful stab while fucking my oral cavity. `` Fuck yeah ! Yes ! You ready ? You ready for my cum ? ? '' he said. I was ready for his cum, I knew I was going to swallow up hsi seed. I wanted to swallow all his cum. I had this enormous bleak tool in my elongate mouth, he was holding my head tight and the book binding of my head was against the threshold. Suddenly I felt the first jet of pre-cum then immediately after he let out a moan and the rachis of my mouth had a warm, thick liquid sliding down my pharynx. It really was n't that big of a hand, it was almost instinct. I just kept swallowing his cum and he kept thrusting his cock into my rima oris until his glob were on my chin and my horn in buried into his jet nigrify pubic tomentum. He let go of my principal and began to loosen. I kept his tool in my mouth and gently sucked, pulling it out to suck the head and flicker the tip with my natural language. Licking and swallowing all the slurred ribbons of his spermatozoan. I quickly recapped in my idea, 'This is the commencement time I have ever done anything with a black guy and here I am swallowing his cum .'Somehow it just felt ripe though. Like this is what I was meant to do, pleasure sexy black men. I took his slightly hard cock all the way down again, taking in his musky smell and feeling his pubic tomentum tickle my olfactory organ. I knew I wanted more.

He helped me up, my genu were soaked from kneeling on the hard, cold roofing tile. I had n't even noticed until now. He was leading me by the bridge player to the chamber. He was n't finished with me yet. He sat me down on the bound of my bed and grabbed the lubrication on the bedside table. I always kept lube there, I am always steamy and jack off a lot. `` You never been fucked by a pitch blackness man ? '' he asked. `` No '' came my dewy-eyed reply. `` You jack off about black men fucking your white ass ? ``, he asked. I looked him in the eye and said, `` yes, all the time. '' `` wellspring you are gon na get some black pecker today. I wan na breed your pretty lily-white ass. ''. I then told him that I had only been fucked once and we used a condom. `` I want you to take my seed. I want you to feel my cum in your ass. ''. How could I say 'no'. He knew I wanted that too. He knew I was powerless against him. He knew I wanted him to breed me, get laid me, and own my white ass.

'' Come here '', he said as he picked up my legs put them up in the air, my feet parallel with the cap. My ass was at a complete angle for his cock. He rested my leg against his dresser. My white skin against his dark thorax was incredible. He grabbed the lubrication and started stroking his already hard again tool then started fingering my white boy puss. I could find his thick fingerbreadth enter me, then a second fingerbreadth. I let out a whimper. I kept looking up at him, at how beautiful he was and kept thinking about how much I wanted him inside me. `` Please be lenify. ``, I said. `` Do n't worry, I will. I want you to enjoy it. '' he replied. At which point he grabbed his cock and started to guide it in me. It was Brobdingnagian in comparing to my first off and only early cock that fucked me. He applied placate pressure, I could experience it pushing at my very rigorous maw. I looked up at him as he pursed his back talk and applied to a greater extent pressure. Suddenly there was a shock of pain. Like ardour almost. I wanted him to finish but have it away I also wanted him to continue. I needed his cock in me, I needed his cum in me. I clinched my teeth and let out a whimper. The chief of his giant Shirley Temple Black stopcock was in me. He let it stay for a secondly, he let my brawniness relax. Then he began to give more pressing. He added Sir Thomas More lubrication and continued to insert his blacken turncock into me. I could feel him filling me. I could sense the weight of his dick inside me, I could feel him stretching my ass undefendable. Then he began to slowly pull out only to reinsert. Now he was fucking me. His cock was n't even all the way in at this point but with each powerful thrust he plunged deeper. Soon he was fully inside me, fucking me, owning me. It felt so good, I could n't help but moan and evidence him how undecomposed he felt. How much I loved his Black person tool. He began to roll in the hay me faster with deeper thrusts. I could see the travail glitter on his chest and brow. At this point I began to ask him to `` screwing me ! Please fuck me ! Oh my god, hump me harder ! '' and he did. I could hear his ballock slapping against my ass as he began to Ezra Loomis Pound me, he was grunting and groaning while holding my leg tight to his thorax. Suddenly he stopped, pulled his stopcock out of my gapping mess and told me to get on my hands and stifle. He wanted to know me doggy. `` I want to see that aphrodisiac one shot ass when I fuck you ! '' I immediately did as I was told. I put my face down, ass up and arched my back.

As he began to push his cock into me, he slapped my ass, difficult. I let out a yelp at which he said, `` Take it, bitch ! This ass is mine. '' I was not about to argue with him because I knew he was properly. I knew my ass belonged to him. With one powerful jab of his pelvis his hammer was buried deep in my ass. All I could do was bite into the pillow as my mitt grasped hard at the sheets. His strong work force were gripping my hips and pulling me back towards him. He was fucking me difficult. He was fucking me jolty. He was letting me know that I was nothing but his nookie toy and I loved it. I quickly grew more accustomed to his thrusting and started rocking my hips to take on his jab. `` Yes ! Yes ! Oh my god, fuck me ! ! nookie meeeee ! ! '' was what I was saying before asking him to `` nookie me tough ! Fuck my white ass ! Fuck me with that calamitous cock ! ''. He was silent except for his grunts and expectant breathing. I could learn his clod slapping against my tegument as he punched his prick into my ass. Now he pushed me vapid on the bed, his rooster still deep inside me pumping my ass. His hired hand on my shoulders pressing his weight against me. I could palpate his sweat trickle onto my pelt. He then lay flat on top of me, his wet skin against my rear, his bridge player on my head. I could sense his hot breath on my ear. He quietly began to verbalize into my ear, `` You like that ? You like that dick in your ass ? ''. In add up ecstasy all I could do is mutter `` Yes, I love your tool in my ass. Please keep fucking me, please ! '' At which pointedness he again began to increase the power of his push only to construct me grizzle louder. `` I own this ass do n't I bitch ! '' he grunted. In a high pitched of XTC I moaned out, `` Yes ! You own my clean ass ! You own my ass ! ''. `` You ready for my cum ? Huh ? You ready for me to own your fucking white ass ? ''. `` Yes ! Fuck me ! I want your cum ! Fuck me ! ''. `` That 's right, bitch. I own your ass. You hear me, beef ? ''. `` Yes ! You own my ass ! I 'm your bitch ! ''. What else could I say. He was right on. I was his white bitch. He fucked me so good I knew he owned me. I knew I was helpless against him. His stride increased and I swear I could feel his putz get even harder and thicker as he shot his cargo of cum inside me with a loud groan. At that stage I came too, my lip agape love with only the phone of exasperated breathing time. More dull and deep thrusting as he filled me with his fateful cum. He had bred me. Negro bred me and I loved it. I knew from that point on I was nothing but his slavish white bitch.

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